The Sphere
General Garbage => Tropical Paradise of Hard Shelled Fruits => Topic started by: Rodent of Unusual Size on May 19, 2009, 07:54:03 PM
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Wow, it's about as dead as I've ever seen it. Can it be that people are getting lives? Why couldn't they have waited until I was back in school next week?
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I always chell twice a day. I'll just seed the board with topics then, and see which ones spark activity. Be warned.
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There, 10 topics. STFU now and fucking post. There's two type of people, those who complain a boat is taking on water and those who bilge the fucker. Which one are you? :tom:
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I chell about once a day...but eh...seems no one cares about this place anymore. Maybe we should take it out in the back and shoot it and put it out of it's misery.
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You mother f- YOU POST IN THIS ONE AND IGNORE MY GOLD?!
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Pretty much.
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I'm on the side of don't give a crap. I finally get high-speed internet and a week to use it with no school or work getting in the way, and everybody bails.
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Well I think Beck was finally graduating from College. I figured she'd be in school forever, but I guess she proved me wrong on this at least. Without her here the heart and soul go out of this place since it's hers. Course I was the first one here, and I'll probably be the last to leave. So I'll be around in some form probably till she doesn't pay for the hosting anymore.
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Lots of life happening, and none of it seems to be fun. I'm not going to go on a whine - just the bullet points:
House almost flooded on one side on April 28 - thank you rampant neighborhood development! Awating a visit from an outdoor drainage dude and an estimate of probably $3000 to keep this from happening in the future, maybe.
Almost hurricane season - the most funnest time ever for insurance people! :razz:
Eddie's mother is in ICU from a spinal cord abcess removal. We're not living at the hospital. We're Bad Children.
A producer has once again taken the bare bones of a conversation and turned it into how we can Shit the Client a Miracle. It then becomes MY responsibility to find some Ex-Lax in the form of a company crazy enough to write the craptastic loss-riddled account.
On the plus side, another kitten rescue from our parking garage about 3 yesterday. :happy: This one rode up here between the bed and frame of a truck. She was extremely stinky from grease and general dirtiness and of course wanted to snuggle up in my hair. Got some fun looks in the elevator when I left. :P
So, general news! Everyone say what the hell is going on!
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I'm dead like Rhinox. Ha ha.
Not that it means I would've been online or anything, but for about three days we had no phone so no internets. Don't know what the hell happened, I forgot to ask the guy. I've also been going online once a week at school to use their faster connection while I still can, so after being online all day stealing partaking of the internet's bounty, I'm kinda done for the rest of the week.
So graduated like Rama said. Will start job hunting in the near future but for the moment I'm being lazy. With the market the way it is, it's not like there's a hell of a lot of work anyway. May or may not go to graduate school. 50/50 on that right now.
Been spending my days baking (I made a german chocolate cake from scratch), watching court shows (People's Court, whoo-hoo) and DVDs, reading Jane Austen and Jin Yong, and writing shit. Got a new computer too (a Toshiba laptop) as a graduation present to myself since I've been waiting a whole year to find just the right one, so I've been playing with that. I spent all day the other day moving my library of lovely junk over from my desktop computer, Merla's laptop, and the three USB drives I keep it all stored on since I finally have some fucking space now and don't have to keep things split up. My desktop comp has 40GB of space. It's still very functional for the basics (though my DVD driver is out of date or something) but other than that, it was a pain to keep having to delete a whole crapload of stuff every other week to make room.
I have plenty of cat pictures to post... whenever I get to it, that is. One of the neighborhood cats is sadly/joyfully pregnant (but none of the toms around here are the baby-daddy, they're all neutered). Something that really amused Merla the other day: She was commenting on how she may have to take the pregnant cat to get an abortion and I was all "No! I only believe in that for humans!"
I should be doing much more, but I figure once I get regular work, I won't have time to breathe for a while.
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I put all my stuff on an external drive, which saved my sanity. I wish it were a networkable drive, so the desktop wouldn't have to be on for the laptop to get to it, though. But now that I have high-speed it's on all the time anyway downloading the innerweb so it's not a problem.
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What sort of connection is it exactly? Just curious.
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AT&T DSL. Supposed to be 1.5Mbps, but I haven't measured anything over 1.2 yet.
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*Does his best Doc Brown*
1.5 MB Per second!!!!!!!!!
Seriously...I logged a transfer rate of 1.3 KBPS the other day.
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I've been rock climbing, playing softball and volleyball, and looking at my apartment, thinking about how much I need to clean it.
Oh, and I just got back from Botcon, that was rather fun. Got to see a bunch of socially retarded Transformers fans and friends that I only get to see a few times per year.
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Did you bring them any bread?
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Or soap?
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Or weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed? :tom:
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Or Lives.
Yeah I'm not one to talk, I know.
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That has to really hurt them to come from you.
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Oh I know. Worse when it comes from one of your own. Forrest for the trees and all that bit.
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Run forrest!
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Run!
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Tom Hanks was on Colbert two nights ago. Fucking gold.
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Re: Internets Connections
Here's some boo-hoo-hoo on that shit:
http://www.internetforeveryone.org/americaoffline
I found that link through digg. I loved the digg comments about people needing to walk their ass to the library. (Paraphrasing that, btw.) I can only imagine the majority of ppl on digg are so sheltered they don't realize how many degenerates flood into the library and why most people in sane frame of mind would dare to tread there. And there's a whole section on that website about people who live in the middle of nowhere and don't get squat. What library are *they* supposed to go to?
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We have a Library that has high speed connection. And it's open Mon-Fri 9am-5pm making it almost impossible to get to when open.
But I fall into that "Nearly 20 million Americans live in places that are not served by a single broadband provider" part.
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I'm going to liven žing's up on šis board by bringing back še "ethe" (Š/š )and "thorn" (Ž/ž) letters.
t+h is for losers.
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But I fall into that "Nearly 20 million Americans live in places that are not served by a single broadband provider" part.
Protip: Move to Civilization.
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Can't afford too. The tourist's lake homes have raised property values so much that even a simple home goes for more then I can fork out.
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But it's... Oklahoma... that boy ain't right. Move to Arlen, it's wonderful.
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I'm not opposed to moving to Texas.
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Boy, I tell you what. It's America in it's best.
*sighs*
America.
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Yep.
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Mmhmm.
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King of Hill. :joe:
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That's the joke.
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And I am still without my What-A-Burger!
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I'd never eaten at a Whataburger until the roadtrip I went on for Free Comic Book Day. It's basically a walk-in Sonic with fewer choices.
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That's not nearly as exciting as TV made it out to be. =\
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That's the joke.
Duh, that's why it's annoying.
Whataburger != Sonic. Sonic has better drink selections but their burgers and chicken sandwiches are piddly compared to a Whataburger.
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Doesn't compare to Krystal in the south. Krystal >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> White Castle.
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Well my Whataburger dreams have just been shattered.
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Whattaburger -> no big deal. Don't believe the hype. Go to Hardee's.
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They don't have Hardees in France...
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They finally closed the last Hardee's around me. Best Buy and Khols forced them out so they could build where they were. That was like almost 6 months ago and they still havn't tore down the old buildings and started putting those places up. That's 6 months of Monster Burgers and curly fries I'll never get back.
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The only fast food I eat is Subway and Chipotle.
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Texas has one Hardee's in Perryton by the OK border; hence the iron grip of Whataburger.
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Never been to Krystal and there's no Hardee's here yet. We're supposed to get one but I don't know where in town or when. I get off on Whataburger's iron grip. Dammit, I'm hungry.
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You've... never had... a Krystal? If I lived where Krystals were in a drivable range... I'd be fat.
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I didn't notice them pop up anywhere around here until fairly recently. By then, I had moved to a different part of town. What's so special about them?
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Better than White Castle. Perfectly cooked sliders with pickles, onions, and mustard (or go just cheese like Kary). Great seasoned fries. They come in cute little boxes with the most pillowy soft buns.
...I miss it so.
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I don't recognize half še places you guys are talking about. Out of šose I've heard of Hardee's (I žink I actually may have gone to one of šose once), and White Castle. Speaking of fast food, it's time to swear it off again after my second ever visit to Chipotle earlier šis week left me wiž a fun little case of food poisoning.
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I've never heard of Kyrstal. Only Krystal we have around here is of the Meth kind.
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Sam, your posts still look like you're better suited to reviewing a place that serves lutefisk.
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...ew. I hate lutefisk.
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That's the point. It's the Lutheran version of penance.
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A lutheran abortion, you mean.
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No, that's potato & pimento hotdish. Lutefisk is caustic roadkill.
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Posting this in a random thread as I can't make new topics, but I am seriously worried about my future at my apartment. I wonder if I'll be on the streets soon.
I live in a large house turned into apartments for college students getup. Last night, the manager was flipping the fuck out, cussing and swearing so loud and so angry that he could be heard a mile away. Someone had made a mess upstairs, and no one would fess up. He was literally red-faced angry, yelling profanities, slamming doors at 12am.
He came downstairs to my apartment 2 times, first to ask me if I made the mess, and since he didn't believe me the first time, to say that if I did make the mess, I'd be in trouble. Third time I got into an argument with him, I finally slammed the door cause I didn't want to hear his shit.
He opens the door to my apartment, barges in, and threatens to kick my ass. This is the fucking manager of the fucking apartment acting horribly unprofessional and THREATING one of his tenants?
I was on 911 like fucking whoa. He actually bragged about the cops being called, said they would drag me out of the apartment and kicked me out. He said he'd have me evicted and on the streets by the end of the weekend.
The cops came, interviewed us separately, he admitted to him that he barged into my apartment and threatened me, and the cops asked me if I wanted to have him arrested and charged with a felony.
Now, he's been real nice to me for the 2 years I've lived there, and maybe this was just a bad day for him, so I declined. I should have had him cool off in a jail cell though.
Now I'm a bit afraid of him retaliating, and a bit afraid of going to court for eviction. He probably told HIS side of the story to the owner, but I have two police witnesses and a police record that says he acted violently and unprofessionaly towards me, and threatened me with bodily harm. They can take this shit to court if they wish. Odds are, with the manager admitting threatening violence against me, I'd probably win.
Still, I'm fucking worried.
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I don't get you at all. Here's a chance for you to lower the boom on this motherfucker for what he did (and the rest of the world...hello footlocker?!) did to you and let it slide?
I would've sent that fuck off to jail while blasting "NAH NAH NAH, NAH NAH NAH, HEY HEYYYYY GOOOOD BYYYE" on my shitty little boombox.
If I were you I'd be looking into suing the owner as in my mind he's in someway partly responsible for you being threatened (since that filthy animal works for him), and now you need therapy and ice cream. Those things cost money, and that slumlord bastid has some that should now be yours.
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Or you could have shot his ass and claimed you thought it was a burglar.
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Shoot to kill, motha fucka.