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I don't remember you, but I agree and, yes, stick around.
Figgy Pudding!
Tuffy the Dump Truck may rarely increase the risk of a heart attack or stroke. The risk may be greater if you have heart disease or increased risk for heart disease (for example, due to smoking, family history of heart disease, or conditions such as high blood pressure or diabetes), or with longer use. Tuffy should not be taken right before or after heart bypass surgery. Also, Tuffy may infrequently cause serious (rarely fatal) bleeding from the stomach or intestines. This effect can occur without warning symptoms at any time while taking Tuffy. Older adults may be at higher risk for this effect. (See also Precautions and Drug Interactions sections.) Stop taking Tuffy and get medical help right away if you notice any of the following rare but serious side effects: bloody or black/tarry stools, persistent stomach/abdominal pain, vomit that looks like coffee grounds, chest/jaw/left arm pain, shortness of breath, unusual sweating, weakness on one side of the body, sudden vision changes, slurred speech. Ask your doctor if Tuffy is right for you.
you made me laugh for real
Funny stuff just went down.
I don't know if any of you people recall I made a post with a link to a pretty lame article on a site called Elite Daily. The general consensus was that the content was... blegh. Well, I got that article from this girl I used to know (she's actually sort of family) when she posted it on Facebook. She posts one of the articles every few days or so, and I'll skim through them and laugh a bit, and maybe reply with a snarky remark on rare occasion.
Well, yesterday, I posted that she should stop going to that website entirely, with some specific reasons (painful to read due to both content and grammar). I meant it as strongly as one would criticize another's taste in music (i.e. Not serious, but sincere, with a bit of humor). She responds by calling me a hater and whatnot, and I'm just like, "Ha, it's not hatin' if it's the truth," or whatever. No reply, which is strange for her.
I just found out that she interns there, and is friends with a lot of the writers. Now I might be seeing her on Christmas Eve. Yay!
Si vis pacem, para bellum
Oh, and she occasionally writes a piece herself. Oops.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
Nice.
Tuffy the Dump Truck may rarely increase the risk of a heart attack or stroke. The risk may be greater if you have heart disease or increased risk for heart disease (for example, due to smoking, family history of heart disease, or conditions such as high blood pressure or diabetes), or with longer use. Tuffy should not be taken right before or after heart bypass surgery. Also, Tuffy may infrequently cause serious (rarely fatal) bleeding from the stomach or intestines. This effect can occur without warning symptoms at any time while taking Tuffy. Older adults may be at higher risk for this effect. (See also Precautions and Drug Interactions sections.) Stop taking Tuffy and get medical help right away if you notice any of the following rare but serious side effects: bloody or black/tarry stools, persistent stomach/abdominal pain, vomit that looks like coffee grounds, chest/jaw/left arm pain, shortness of breath, unusual sweating, weakness on one side of the body, sudden vision changes, slurred speech. Ask your doctor if Tuffy is right for you.
Hahaha. You're gonna have to remove your foot from your mouth big time.
See!
that is exactly the shit one gets for communicating with those they know in real life on the internet.
Just crap I tell you. Crap.
This is the same reason I want to either shut my facebook down entirely or delete every one I know for real, or even make second account for the "real" people and all the "other awesome people".
Seriously. I want out of facebook. people won't let me.
The pet shop on my street has two ragdoll kittens for sale. They look like this, with a dark brown spot on their chin. So fluffy!
I might just stand my ground, like "I knew the whole time, I'm just looking out for you so you won't end up working for a shitty website with such a pretentious fucking name, as if they're not just pandering to people that want to FEEL elite by reading their stupid shit." The risk of this strategy is high, but ever more fun to play.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
I remember you RK! Hope you stick around.
Irina, buy the kittens.
I might just stand my ground, like "I knew the whole time, I'm just looking out for you so you won't end up working for a shitty website with such a pretentious fucking name, as if they're not just pandering to people that want to FEEL elite by reading their stupid shit." The risk of this strategy is high, but ever more fun to play.
If she is a hipster, she will think you are cooler for dissing her workplace. And backpedal with something like, "Yeah, I just work there to pay the rent, and I'm learning to make my own website."
That only works if she thinks your taste in music is better. Otherwise, she may think you are an uncultured heathen.
Irina, buy the kittens.
We already have two cats. A 9-year-old and a 2-year-old. The old one is super lazy, the other one's a devil. I don't think they'd like a new addition.
Besides, those kitties are 500 lei each (like 95 pounds). What the hell? I've never bought a kitten, all our cats have been strays.
PA: I cleaned my room, took out the decorations, waiting for dad to bring my tree from the basement. I also have to pack my old tea set or put it away, because starting Christmas Day I'll only use my bone china mug.
I can't believe I haven't even tried the teas I bought myself. Everything's in a bag, and I'll only take it out on Christmas morning.
Problem: what do I use for tree top if my tree is very tiny and the top has pretty much lost all the green thingies? Last year I think I wrapped it in tinsel, but I have no idea now.
That only works if she thinks your taste in music is better. Otherwise, she may think you are an uncultured heathen.
Oh, she's definitely not a hipster, and I'm pretty sure she thinks everyone who doesn't dress up to go to the airport is an uncultured heathen. She wore heels, apparently, and denounced her friend who responded, "Fuck that, I want to be comfortable at the airport."
Si vis pacem, para bellum
Irina, I tied a big bow with white ribbon, on the top of my tree. If you make a double bow, it looks like a star. And it's not heavy.
Lib, wearing heels at the airport reminds me of the movie 'Chloe' with Julian Moore and Amanda Seyfreid, as star crossed lovers. Amanda, beautiful young prostitute, who's nonexistent mother's advice was - to always dress as if you are seeing off someone at the airport, and you may never see that person again.
I think Ragdolls cost about £200 here or something. They're supposed to be lovely cats, really affectionate.
Yeah, so I've heard, and these ones had tiny noses like buttons, but we already have two cats and they're quite territorial.
I had a kitty just like that. I found her in a parking lot and took her home. She was maybe six weeks old. I named her Rocket and found a home for her. The end.
Tuffy the Dump Truck may rarely increase the risk of a heart attack or stroke. The risk may be greater if you have heart disease or increased risk for heart disease (for example, due to smoking, family history of heart disease, or conditions such as high blood pressure or diabetes), or with longer use. Tuffy should not be taken right before or after heart bypass surgery. Also, Tuffy may infrequently cause serious (rarely fatal) bleeding from the stomach or intestines. This effect can occur without warning symptoms at any time while taking Tuffy. Older adults may be at higher risk for this effect. (See also Precautions and Drug Interactions sections.) Stop taking Tuffy and get medical help right away if you notice any of the following rare but serious side effects: bloody or black/tarry stools, persistent stomach/abdominal pain, vomit that looks like coffee grounds, chest/jaw/left arm pain, shortness of breath, unusual sweating, weakness on one side of the body, sudden vision changes, slurred speech. Ask your doctor if Tuffy is right for you.
I am really sick of all the creeps on Facebook Scrabble! Just let me play my game and leave me alone, losers!
PS In London, a Ragdoll would probably go for close to £400.
Isaac. Do you really have to go on about it? Sounds like you're seriously insulting her. You don't have to like everything everyone does, but you also don't have to argue with them about your point of view as to why you think whatever they do sucks.
Does that make sense?
Meh.
Ragdolls are so sweet. Meowie is a persian and we got him from a breeder who also bred Ragdolls, but they were crazy expensive. Meowie was $300 as it was, but I was desperate for a kitten. I wish I'd researched persians a bit more though, because his grooming is SO much work. He's a lovely cat though.
Just wanted to point out that Anathema has the best song titles.
Does that make sense?
Meh.
Bam!
...I agree.
That cat is gorgeous.
I don't know if any of you people recall I made a post with a link to a pretty lame article on a site called Elite Daily. The general consensus was that the content was... blegh. Well, I got that article from this girl I used to know (she's actually sort of family) when she posted it on Facebook. She posts one of the articles every few days or so, and I'll skim through them and laugh a bit, and maybe reply with a snarky remark on rare occasion.
Well, yesterday, I posted that she should stop going to that website entirely, with some specific reasons (painful to read due to both content and grammar). I meant it as strongly as one would criticize another's taste in music (i.e. Not serious, but sincere, with a bit of humor). She responds by calling me a hater and whatnot, and I'm just like, "Ha, it's not hatin' if it's the truth," or whatever. No reply, which is strange for her.
I just found out that she interns there, and is friends with a lot of the writers. Now I might be seeing her on Christmas Eve. Yay!
This is hilarious.
Oh my god, I hope she's there tomorrow.
White chocolate raspberry rum fudge tastes like bubble gum.
Something to keep in mind.
You're like half a mad scientist. The good half.
Nearly four years here before anyone figured it out.
No one will see Django with me on Christmas night. I understand why, since it's Christmas and people have family things to do, but I can't be the only one who doesn't. I guess I'll have to wait.
I still have no idea what the fuck I'm going to do on Christmas. It's going to be so shit this year. I'd go see it with you in a heart beat.
White chocolate raspberry rum fudge tastes like bubble gum.
Something to keep in mind.
You're like half a mad scientist. The good half.
We need a recipe share thread!
My friends invited me last year to a movie on Christmas. I regretted not going. Can't though this year unless it ends early. I have work the day after Christmas.
Christmas is always shit. Thank you Fano, I appreciate the thought. I did find a friend to go with me.
How do you get in though? Are the theaters there pretty lax about letting lower teens into R movies?
I've never known a theater to give a crap about age and ratings.
Tuffy the Dump Truck may rarely increase the risk of a heart attack or stroke. The risk may be greater if you have heart disease or increased risk for heart disease (for example, due to smoking, family history of heart disease, or conditions such as high blood pressure or diabetes), or with longer use. Tuffy should not be taken right before or after heart bypass surgery. Also, Tuffy may infrequently cause serious (rarely fatal) bleeding from the stomach or intestines. This effect can occur without warning symptoms at any time while taking Tuffy. Older adults may be at higher risk for this effect. (See also Precautions and Drug Interactions sections.) Stop taking Tuffy and get medical help right away if you notice any of the following rare but serious side effects: bloody or black/tarry stools, persistent stomach/abdominal pain, vomit that looks like coffee grounds, chest/jaw/left arm pain, shortness of breath, unusual sweating, weakness on one side of the body, sudden vision changes, slurred speech. Ask your doctor if Tuffy is right for you.
I remember a theater here not letting me see a rated R movie with my older brother before I turned 17.
"We're developing a new citizenry. One that will be very selective about cereals and automobiles, but won't be able to think."
— Rod Serling
"Chuck calls Noah fortnightly on his bakelite rotary phone and gives him publisher's insider information and stock tips."- Tuffy
Does that make sense?
Meh.
Bam!
...I agree.
It was meant as more of a joke. Don't you sometimes poke fun at your friends'/family members' interests? But I guess my family is kinda malicious.
I wasn't really gonna "stand my ground" guys. I'm obviously gonna be apologetic if it's brought up.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
Oh good. Nah, none of that really came across to me.
We're not really the teasing/make fun of type family. I think it's just mean to do that. It's all done in good humour at the time, but later you're all thinking "Man those guys are MEAN!"
I don't think they care much. The guy who is usually working the ticket booth is in his early twenties so he doesn't give a shit who he lets in. I'm told quite often that I look older, too, and I guess I believe it because men in their 20's like to strike up conversations with me in public places. People sell me cigarettes all the time too.
We're not really the teasing/make fun of type family. I think it's just mean to do that. It's all done in good humour at the time, but later you're all thinking "Man those guys are MEAN!"
Ha, nah, aside from my brother, I think most of us in my family from my generation love the honesty behind it all. Yeah, there're some sensitive issues you don't touch on, but those are rare.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
Just noticed the fifty typos in that post, pardon me, NyQuil does things. Boo.
Watching Nutcracker on PBS kids with Issy.
The sugarplum fairy has perfect arms. Like the kind that's not taught.
She has the most Graceful Arms in the world, to shame the rest of us with clumsy meat tentacles hanging from our shoulders.
Enough credit cannot be given to dancers. Their talent really is incomparable. Beautiful.
You don't get good arms til you're a veteran.
When you finally get good face, though, you're pro.
Tuffy the Dump Truck may rarely increase the risk of a heart attack or stroke. The risk may be greater if you have heart disease or increased risk for heart disease (for example, due to smoking, family history of heart disease, or conditions such as high blood pressure or diabetes), or with longer use. Tuffy should not be taken right before or after heart bypass surgery. Also, Tuffy may infrequently cause serious (rarely fatal) bleeding from the stomach or intestines. This effect can occur without warning symptoms at any time while taking Tuffy. Older adults may be at higher risk for this effect. (See also Precautions and Drug Interactions sections.) Stop taking Tuffy and get medical help right away if you notice any of the following rare but serious side effects: bloody or black/tarry stools, persistent stomach/abdominal pain, vomit that looks like coffee grounds, chest/jaw/left arm pain, shortness of breath, unusual sweating, weakness on one side of the body, sudden vision changes, slurred speech. Ask your doctor if Tuffy is right for you.
Lily has been making presents for everyone in her room for a while. All of us and her cousins and grandma and aunt and uncle. We are forbidden to go in her room and she keeps running out now and then to get the correct spelling of peoples names and then putting wrapped by a seven year old presents under the tree.
Lily is the cutest, seriously!
PA: Christmas Eve means mum's making all the food, the cake, the gingerbread house (just the assembling) and I get to work on my article for the radio and read and maybe watch Beyond the Hills or probably a happier movie.
I love that I'm always the one who offers to take the articles about "The Met: Live in HD". There's a cinema in the shopping mall closest to mine that broadcasts these awesome shows and I get to translate their reviews. So far, I had Othello and A Masked Ball, and now I have Aida.
The kitty loves my Christmas tree but she's not getting to be alone in my room ever until January.
It's too hot for me to ice these xmas pudding biscuit things! The icing is running off and the red lolly on the top keeps sliding off! AAAAGH! I've put the stuff in the fridge, I hope that will help.
I downloaded The Nutcraker (San Francisco Ballet). I have a vague memory of seeing The Nutcracker at the opera, but I was much too young to remember any details.
I really only said this more as a warning to Fano that he was saying he'd go to the movies alone with a 15 year old.
Hey man. Good to see you. Stick around a while.