Pointless Announcements

That's not actually what that means.

Whoa Stephen, that site is horrible, why is someone doing that to you?!

Hahaha. No. It's A Big S Thang.

Gotta piss off someone real good to get Dirtified.

Well i don't have any actual proof who posted it but that doesn't matter. I know who did it and i'm flattered he went to that much trouble just to dig at me. I'm spoken for and out of the game, i don't care about being trolled on some stupid gossip website that nobody has heard of or will ever hear of. Haley's not stupid, i showed her the page as soon as i received a Google alert about it. Even if she somehow discovered it before i did, she still wouldn't have fallen for it.

How come you never offer to share your coke with us Stephen?

stingy.

It's so bitchy and half arsed.

Sorry, i only share it with random whores i've just met. And only when Haley isn't home. Which is NEVER, because she's pregnant and always at home, especially at 11:24pm. Even when she was working all the time, she was still home with me at 11:24pm. We don't do anything anymore except eat, rent Redbox, watch King of Queens, eat, watch Netflix, eat, go to her mom's house to watch The Office and Impractical Jokers, and eat. Every night.

Seriously unfortunate. You can get that pulled if you want, you know.

Well no wonder you drug and cheat now.

Welcome to the next twelve or fourteen years of your life.

Every night is a challenge to find an episode or two of King of Queens we haven't seen in a while.

Sounds good to me! Maybe throw getting some exercise and periodic vacations in there somewhere, too.

What's a vacathingy?

In Tuffese I think it's called Disneyland.

You guys, I'll have this whole weekend to myself. It's Jeff's weekend with the boys, and Drew's going to visit his mom by himself. I can't wait! I LOVE my family, okay? I do. But it will be nice to be alone for a few days.

I will be going to the gym, staying up super super late and reading until dawn and watching scary movies (this will be Fri. evening through Monday mid-day). I will get a massage because I have a gift certificate that needs to be used, and I will go to TJ Maxx with my modest little miscellaneous budget this month.

Drew's taking the dog with him, so me and P-Kitty will do whatever we want and she can cuddle with me when I finally go to sleep.

It's going to be so awesome.

The last time I had time by myself like this I watched Marie Antoinette and read a bunch of Jack Ketchum and those lame ass 50 Shades of Grey books.

That sounds amazing.

What the hell guys?! I'm gone for a couple days and it feels like I've been gone a couple weeks. Anyway, been working hard, getting some down time, need to figure out how to get a car soon, paying debts off, gonna be a bridesmaid, submitted some paintings to an art show, reading my eyes raw, drinking water, and enjoying my company. It's a tough life but someone has got to live it.

Jaz, drinking water is such a good idea. I drink half fruit juice/water. Because I'll forget to drink water for weeks.

Alecia, did you watch the Marie Antoinette with Dunst? I have that. It makes me want to eat tiny cake, put on a fun outfit, and do my hair.

Well, I just don't like plain water unless it's fiji.

Put a lemon in it.

I'm fucking smashedrn.

Put a kiwi in it!

idgi

Me and the pizza guy started a band called the Smashing Peas. We have shows in the kitchen whenever the fuck we wanna have shows. And we actually smash peas cuz they're always ending up on the floor.

Dude, almost all the threads on the first page have new posts and this just happened overnight. It's gotta be some sort of miracle.

I saw 4 movies yesterday and struggled to read 100 pages of Vanity Fair. I've decided I don't like it too much, which sucks because I've still got like 700 pages to go. Bleh. More movies it is, then.

If I don't like a book I do not finish it.

If reading a third of a book counted, I'd be the biggest reader ever.

!!!

I'm finding it really hard to stay hydrated. I find myself so busy. I remember after Lucy goes to sleep and drink heaps of water, but then I have to pee all night.
When I was pregnant with Lucy I was really good at drinking lots of water all the time.

I've started doing a tally chart of how many cups of water I drink at work. The results are pretty shocking, but I can't bring myself to drink any more than 3 or 4 cups a day.

PA: Ever leave the house in a rush, get a glimpse of your reflection and think, "What the hell am I wearing?"

Today I look like a budget air hostess.

I drink between 2 and 3 x 600 ml water.

I drink two mugs (275 ml) of tea a day and about half a litre of water. Sometimes more, sometimes less.

DEFINITELY!
Left once and caught myself in a shop window and thought, "Oh shit. The one who raps in an early 90s girl band."

I'm sure you don't!

I always catch myself and think I'm wearing too much black, but it's a no brainer to put an outfit together that way. I don't want to think about my clothes in the morning. Even though sometimes I'm sure I look like the office goth.

I had a dream that some guy was going to give some girl an abortion, and he was an old Russian man who showed up at her house carrying an ancient looking book with a picture of Jesus Christ being burned alive on the cover, and he started poking her stomach asking if she's sure, in this deep, booming preacher's voice, poking her and backing her into a closet door, and then I just beat the hell out of him. It felt so gross hitting an old man. It turned out that he had a painless abortion technique wherein he needed only levitate certain stones above the girl's belly, and it was harmless; over in seconds. I felt awful for hitting him, throwing him through the door, and kicking him all over the lawn. Resilient old fucker, anyway. I kept apologizing to him and he just glared at me with blood pouring out of his mouth, holding his broken forearm in the other hand. There was a fat woman with him the whole time. When I tried to get him arrested for being a freaky old bastard, after the initial assault, she was on the other line no matter what phone I picked up, saying that she was a cop and that everything is fine.

There was something reminiscent of Rosemary's Baby in it all. Because nobody in the dream was anyone I've known, my only association with the situation: pregnant girl controlled by a freakish voodoo couple, was Levin's novel; when I woke up I thought: "Well, the old man planted a demon-baby in her then, or he would have if I didn't get bored of that dream and start dreaming something else."

I like story dreams like that where they have nothing to do with anyone or anything in real life.

Why don't all of you guys just drink water when you are thirsty? I don't see why there is the need to keep track of it so much. Water is the only thing I drink for actual hydration, no soda or juice or anything, occasionally I will realise I am extra thirsty, but for the most part everything is okay.

It's truly amazing that Google has images that exactly parallel whatever I happen to imagine.

Shitting Christ, has anyone else read this manifesto of Christopher Jordan Dorner?

In my cache you will find several small arms. In the cache, Bushmaster firearms, Remington precision rifles, and AAC Suppressors (silencers). All of these small arms are manufactured by Cerberus/Freedom Group. The same company responsible for the Portland mall shooting, Webster , NY, and Sandy Hook massacre.

For gun control. Against not shooting people.

Dave Brubeck’s “Take Five” is the greatest piece of music ever, period.

In the day time, I can dig that, but when it gets dark out Round Midnight is just way better.

Ellen Degeneres, continue your excellent contribution to entertaining America and bringing the human factor to entertainment. You changed the perception of your gay community and how we as Americans view the LGBT community. I congratulate you on your success and opening my eyes as a young adult, and my generation to the fact that you are know different from us other than who you choose to love. Oh, and you Prop 8 supporters, why the f*** do you care who your neighbor marries. Hypocritical pieces of shit.

Ellen? Nigga, you bout to rampage, to take your US army training and single handedly challenge the LAPD in mortal kombat, and you wanna give a shout out to Ellen first?

Cyclist, I have no problem sharing the road with you. But, at least go the f***ing speed limit posted or get off the road!!! That is a feasible request. Livestrong you fraudulent assholes.

Fuckin a, man.

Anonymous, you are hated, vilified, and considered an enemy to the state. I personally view you as a culture and a necessity that brings truth to a cloaked world. Forge ahead!

Wait wait wait--how can you be atheist, against the right to bear arms, for Anonymous, a liberal, and "support the government 100%"? He claims his war is personal and not political, that his intent is to destroy the department that slandered his name because "all a man is is his name."

That's where he's slipped up in justifying himself. You can't support a government body by breaking its laws. If this were personal, why the manifesto that warns his prosecutors? He talks at the beginning about particular people, corrupt LAPD officers, who have destroyed his name; he says that he is doing this as a reaction to that. Why not kill those actual people, hiding your intent until the job is complete? Instead, he has a cause that is far beyond himself. And he even admits it. This guy really wants to change the America he claims to support, not just the LAPD.

If possible, I want my brain preserved for science/research to study the effects of severe depression on an individual’s brain.

History of depression? You don't say...

Charlie Sheen, you’re effin awesome.

Dude.

Despite the silliness of the quotes I've quoted, this manifesto is well written, and Dorner shows himself to be informed on every major political debate in America. He challenges any journalist to research him, providing names of his acquaintances and a complete list of all areas where he's lived, confident that no dirt at all will be found on him. He grew up as the only black student in a school, has dealt with racism all of his life, and he was relieved of duty for breaking the 'blue line;' ratting on a fellow officer for police brutality.

He adamantly claims to not be a bully of any kind, and has a decree, a law of his making, that demands he attack anyone who calls him a nigger; formulated in the 1st grade after the first time falling victim to racism, he has held it to this day and he choked the shit out of some cop on account of it.

He's liberal, all for gay rights, women in the military, etc.

I mean, he seems like a nice guy, but who was ever a killer before they started killing people? 8 military medals, one for rifle marksmanship and one for expert pistol shot (navy).

The blue line will forever be severed and a cultural change will be implanted. You have awoken a sleeping giant.

I am here to change and make policy. The culture of LAPD versus the community and honest/good officers needs to and will change. I am here to correct and calibrate your moral compasses to true north.

And he goes on, using military jargon, to assess the situation as a commander would; as a commander taught him to do.

Dangerous shit, man. A soldier going after a cop is like a wolf attacking a leashed dog, it just ain't fair. A movie trope come to life, and any psycho with a political goal might just donate a bomb to Dorner's cause; anyone who wants to shoot a cop in LA has to realize that this is the time to do it. Fortunately, I think copycats are actually less frequent when the original killer has a distinct cause, because the copycat isn't sharing anything 'intimate' with the original killer--it's not so much a copycat, when followers join a cause, but a continuation of effort. It would take a very unique psychopath to decide to join this guy in the form of fighting his battle from another angle. But what is the opinion of Giggans, anarchists, etc? Rooting for this guy? A tear shed for lives lost and a hard on for corruptionrevengeporn?

Megalomaniac, for absolute sure. No one goes on a killing rampage and writes a manifesto about it without a serious fucking ego problem, and him thinking his brain should be studied, that his depression is of scientific importance because it's so much worse than everybody else's, shows that, despite his own contradictions to his original line, "This is about my name," this IS entirely about his name. The only way for him to not go psycho would be for everyone in his society to revere him.

So if Ellen (has she done this?) appeals to him, tells him to turn himself in, thinking she can talk to him because he's a fan, it isn't gonna help at all. It will probably enrage him.

Suicidal? Definitely. He knows this ends with a bang.

Hero syndrome? Coming out a nigga's ass. He knew what the result would be when he ratted out his fellow officer; yes, police brutality is sucky, but the point is that he knew the level of corruption he was dealing with and he knew that, well, here:

Sgt. Leonard Perez, you meant well but you should have known with your time on the job that the department would attempt to protect someone like Evans because of her time on the job, personal friendships, and ethicity. I’m not angry with you, but you should have known as an IA investigator.

Dorner knew, as he claims Perez should have known, that there would be no other result. When he ratted out his fellow officer, he knew that he would be relieved of duty. The Wire knew, along with all LA crime noir. Dorner created this situation so that he could respond to it, and he's been making a practice of justifying it his entire life. The happy smile that his friends and associates know him for is the smile of an angry, shitless bastard, whose soul is screaming, "ME. ME. ME. MEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"

I want a cupcake

Ellen is pretty awesome. And hilarious.

Is it legal for a cop to come onto your property and knock on your door, unbidden, when nothing wrong to summon them is happening and nobody has called them on you, to reissue you/issue you a second ticket for the same thing when you have already been to court for the matter and are in the process of resolving it by means of what the court ordered you to do?

Because that just happened.

Except I refused to accept the ticket and slammed the door in her face. Then she left, after sitting in her car for several minutes.

An officer I know (small neighborhood) who I have always been friendly with too.

Are they going to come arrest me now or someth

Oh no! Did they take Pepper away?

That's weird. Did they give you a time frame? Are you supposed to go back to the court and show proof of something?

And...are you sure nobody called them on you? Maybe the original caller (or whatever got the ball rolling on the whole thing) thinks you haven't done anything yet?

Sorry you're dealing with that. You'd think they'd have better things to do with time/tax dollars.

Hahaha!!

One could not be more pointless than the other, I tell ya.

Man, them haters grabbed pep in mid sentence.

All a ticket is is a Summons To Appear. Yes, they can come to your door to issue one to you.

Pity that Pep went all Dorner on them.

Now I, too, am desirous of small cakey treats.

Surrender, Pepper, while you still can.

That is amusing my sentence cut off. I should just not post for a week now then come back with prison story's and pictures of tear drop sharpied on my cheek.

Pretty sure it says in out constitution that you cannot be held trial for the same crime twice, though I suppose it says nothing about summons specifically.

This was her trying to issue me a second ticket for the same offence I already appeared in court for, not for committing the same offence again, a second ticket for the original offence, exactly. That I already had a judgment passed over.

So yeah, I told her I refused to accept it, to go away and slammed the door in her face. Don't show up and try to fuck with me while I'm washing dishes. I'm already in a annoyed mood.

She never came back. I called the court house and they are going to call me back after finding out what the deal with it is, because it made no sense to them.

And nobody called her! She said strait up she was there of her own volition and idea, without me asking!

I think she may be off. I'm filing a complaint with the police department.

Okay, I'm not making light of the situation but I laughed so hard at that part.

I'm glad.

I really think there is something wrong with her, she was being weird.

Seriously, I don't mean to be a whiny bitch about things, or sound self righteous or something, but this is just the weird complicated crap that seems to happen to me for reasons I cannot even conceive of.

In my own kitchen by myself, doing the most normal activity ever, haven't talked to anyone all day except the kids and James, and the universe just says "You know, that Pepper just seems to be minding her own business a little too much today. Lets poke at her a bit with some bizarre drama and see how it goes."