Pointless Announcements
Ask not for whom the troll trolls, I guess.
Remind me never to fuck with Tietz.
This is why we can't have nice things.
It's really not that big of a deal, actually. He's too dumb to do any real damage. It's just an annoyance right now. He's like the neighbor's dumb Yorkie that won't stop barking.
Haley doesn't need that kind of stress suggested to her while pregnant.
It is good she is level headed enough to talk with you and come to her own conclusions about it, but you should do something to make it stop if you can.
This is the truth.
What a waste of time and energy being mean is.
I understand Brandon wanting to get his own back but trolling Haley is pretty uncalled for.
It is so weird, all of it.
Crossing over into trying to mess with someones personal life is messed up.
How do you know for sure it is Brandon?
It really reflects poorly on him. I would've expected him to be above anything like that, but I guess not.
I made this thread for the very reason to not have to go through PA to read about 80+ ailments I also thank Justin for making the buzzkill thread.
I'm back and I read all the PAs.
You're all bung.
I had a lovely wee break with the bloke and the babygirl. The new car is very cool.
So glad you enjoyed your break. 
I read your status update on Facebook, and what you wrote about Christchurch. I imagined it all to have been restored by now, but it wasn't?
Oh, it was so sad Imke. I was going to take photos, but once I was there I felt like it was really bad taste to take photos of where people died, and lives left in ruins. The inner city had this huge beautiful cathedral, and it's totally gone. There were just fenced off blocks of with collapsed buildings and rubble. It was so sad.
I'm fairly curious as to when I lost a large portion of my pinky nail today. I haven't slept since friday.

Yeah, I understand.
That's horrible. Are there any plans for rebuilding the cathedral and the other buildings?
There are, but it's so slow going. The priority is getting the residents sorted out. There are plans for another catherdral, but there are lots and lots of restrictions now. I don't think they are going to build any higher than 2 stories.
Crossing over into trying to mess with someones personal life is messed up.
How do you know for sure it is Brandon?

My favourite Romanian contemporary author has two children, one of them a brilliant 3-year-old daughter. Her latest gem, posted by him on Facebook:
Adora: Mom, I'll never teach you how to be old.
Mother: Why not?
Adora: Because I won't let you. I'll let you be young. You are a being and beings are not old, they are loved.
I have a roommate who is fucking dirty (I don't know about the other one, but I do know he used the kitchen from time to time), and every time I go in the kitchen, it smells bad and there are piles of garbage. Like, he doesn't clean the dishes after he uses them, only cleans stuff when he needs it and leaves it dirty on the table and in the sink until he needs it again. He never empties the garbage.
Now, you might be thinking, Chris, why don't you do it? Because none of it is my mess. I have my garbage in my room, and when I use the kitchen, I clean everything I used and leave no mess. I can't even find a place to put my bottles down without them getting all greasy and nasty. It's annoying as shit. And last time they decided to do a "cleaning" (it was a weak one at that, and it took two days because they were lazy), they tried to get me to help, but I got out of it by offering to sweep and clean the bathroom.
If he asks me next time, I'll tell him no and tell him why. I'm sure as fuck not gonna clean up the nastiness of someone else.
I don't know why this annoys me so much, but it's like I can't even go into my own kitchen without smelling nastiness. And I can basically never bring someone here (not that I would anyways).
/rant
Never clean up other people's mess, you're right not to. I drive all the housemates away by leaving notes that go from terse to threatening to fucking mental. Some people are just disgusting. One guy who lived here dropped a bottle of fish sauce on the floor and just left it. Fish sauce, all over the kitchen floor! I make them clean up and I hang around until it's finished.
I went nuts once and cried and shouted at my housemates and when I came home they were both hoovering the living room, one pushing the vacuum cleaner and the other holding the lead. They both looked up at me when I walked in with these big hopeful eyes, it was tragic.
They never reform though. They just carry on being pigs until they can't take being told off anymore and they leave.
Yeah, I wish I had the gall to do that, but I don't. He's also kind of loud at the worst times. But I have ear plugs for that. And the smell of the kitchen is blocked by my door, so I'll survive. But still.
Messiness was one of the reasons we kicked the roommate out a while back. Like grabbing a handful of shredded cheese and stuffing her face and dropping it all over the floor and leaving it. Or leaving eggs cooked to a non-stick pan, no rinse or anything. Then there were the dishes, don't get me started on the dishes.
I'm sure my phone is around here somewhere. I'm just not sure where.
"I'm glad I live in the GPS era. In a different century, I would've set off to visit the other side of the village and wandered off into the mountains and been eaten by a carnivorous plant. Or discovered the Americas."
-LaJessica
Found my phone. I left it sitting on top of my car. It seems the rain didn't hurt it...
"I'm glad I live in the GPS era. In a different century, I would've set off to visit the other side of the village and wandered off into the mountains and been eaten by a carnivorous plant. Or discovered the Americas."
-LaJessica
Aaaaaand there went my phone.
"I'm glad I live in the GPS era. In a different century, I would've set off to visit the other side of the village and wandered off into the mountains and been eaten by a carnivorous plant. Or discovered the Americas."
-LaJessica
I once got fed up enough t house mates that I posted a list of snide 'Kitchen Rules' on the the cupboard.
This was after having stayed up until midnight cleaning the kitchen, at the time my daily schedule was very pressed- had to get up at four am everyday and pretty much had no time for anything at all aside from cooking dinner and cleaning up after and starting it all over the next day. I had stayed up super scrubbing hoping to save myself a little free time the next evening. The people I was living with waited until I finished cleaning and went to bed, then knowing I had to be up in four hours, banged around in the kitchen until two am.
The next morning the kitchen was trashed worse than before I had gone crazy cleaning it. I waited hoping they had just relised how late it was and decided to clean up the next day. But they didn't. And then didn't again. or again. After three days it was a squalor and I broke down and cleaned it all. The next day the trashed it and I lost it when I saw. Wrote up a list of "Rules" the same as if I were talking to an eight year old and posted it without a word.
1. IF YOU DIRTY DISHES YOU MUST WASH THEM IMMEDIATELY. IT IS NOBODIES JOB TO WASH YOUR DISHES BUT YOUR OWN. LEAVING YOUR DIRTY DISHES IN THE SINK OR ON THE COUNTER IS BOTH RUDE AND GROSS.
2. IF YOU SPILL SOMETHING ON THE COUNTER WIPE IT UP. SPILLED FOOD AND SAUCE GETS STICKY AND GROSS IF NOT WIPED UP, AND IS MORE DIFFICULT TO CLEAN LATER.
3. IF YOU SPILL ON THE FLOOR YOU MUST ALSO WIPE IT UP RIGHT AWAY. NOT ONLY DO SPILLS ON THE FLOOR ALSO GET STICKY, JUST LIKE COUNTER SPILLS, PEOPLE STEP IN THEM AND THEY GET TRACKED AROUND.
4. TRASH BELONGS IN THE CAN, NOT ON THE FLOOR OR COUNTER.
5. IF YOU NOTICE THE TRASH IS FULL IT IS TIME TO TAKE IT OUT AND IT IS YOUR JOB BECAUSE YOU ARE THE ONE THAT NOTICED. DO NOT CONTINUE TO PILE TRASH ON TOP OF A FULL CAN LETTING IT SPILL OUT AROUND THE CAN. IT STINKS AND IS UNACCEPTABLE.
6. THE KITCHEN IS CLOSED AT MIDNIGHT. SOME OF US HAVE TO ACTUALLY GET UP AND WORK AND CANNOT SLEEP ALL DAY. HAVE SOME RESPECT.
and so on. there were ten or fifteen rules altogether. the kitchen stayed clean after that and on top the house mates stayed the fuck out of my vision like frightened dogs scurrying away with their tails tucked.
Over all I do not recommend this method though, unless you don't give a shit about whether the people like you or not.
Can't stand messy roommates. I can get pretty lazy about cleaning though, so it's kinda hypocritical of me. But I'd rather it be my mess than someone else's, then there's no one but myself to be upset with.
Noah misses you all and will be back soon. He's got a lot going on. Also, he wants to see more tits.
"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
My roommates were all extremely clean. Does this mean I was the messy bitch that they probably plotted murder against??
I can be extremely lame about chores.
The thing is, however, I fucking hate having to do them, but do my best. Bad enough when it is a mess that is my own or my responsibility because it is my kids or whatever. Other adults put their mess all over my space and expect me to deal with it and clean it up, I am liable to blow a fuse
Also, it was James' dad and girlfriend, the above story applied to. They were the house mates.
Us and them living in his grandparents house while the grandparents were out east for six months.
I shouldn't have gotten out of bed.
I'm meeting a former classmate of mine today at her new apartment. I haven't seen her since our graduation, so I kinda miss her.
Go back to bed.
I want more mini breaks. We have a great van for it now.
Awesome.
I just told some random chick on another forum about you guys (yes, I am cheating on you all... Tuff, I know you will demand that question, if no one else does, I did not think of that at the time, just now though... it isn't, it isn't what is may seem... two years and only a thousand posts is all I swear)
I don't know why I told. It just happened. I feel worse about the telling than about there being someone to tell.
I am going to the store for bakery goods now.
Too late, I'm at work now! 
Crossing over into trying to mess with someones personal life is messed up.
How do you know for sure it is Brandon?
>:o
Before you posted the link to The Dirty on your signature, I'd never heard of it before. I spent quite a while on the website the other night, reading Richie's responses to pictures of girls, etc.
He is such an odious human being. It's laughable that he rates girls' appearances to a 'Yes' or 'No', considering that he is such an ugly fuck... and by his own judgements, his wife would also be a 'No' too.
I know that it's meant to be a joke but dismissing all south-east asian women as 'Noodles' is horrible and not to mention racist.
I hope some women's rights vigilante group smash him up.
I'm so happy that when I was growing up, the internet wasn't like it is today.
Definitely. A/S/L???????
On an unrelated note, is it weird/unhelpful organising an event on a Monday evening? That's the day my birthday falls on this year and I would like to celebrate it on the actual day. We'll only be going out to eat somewhere so we shouldn't be home too late...
Just woke up at sleeping for 14 hours. Before that I was up for 82 hours with a three hour nap in the middle. Overall, I'd say it wasn't worth it.

wb!
My phone's vibrator sounds like a cricket again, after being completely off for a couple of weeks. Maybe it repairs by itself, it sounded like a cricket before it shut off.
Yes I just read though 375 post!!! Wow, I've been gone. I've Missed You Guys!! I'll just grab my usual seat ant try to catch up. Yes, I have to read every post, or I will feel sooo left out. I just know I don't plan on leaving again for awhile. Every time I do, my life turns upside down. I'm almost back, right side up, now just to cAtch up with you guys to feel all put back together.
Whatever Whore!
Winnie! I asked how you were last time you were here, but I have a feeling you'd already gone again and I got no reply.
I hope you're well; you've been missed.
It's hot. Me and the baby are going to go to the swimming pool after work today.
I'm trying to post a picture of the awesome pink flip phone, but I'm having trouble uploading.
"I'm glad I live in the GPS era. In a different century, I would've set off to visit the other side of the village and wandered off into the mountains and been eaten by a carnivorous plant. Or discovered the Americas."
-LaJessica
My hands are bloody and smell like oregano.
Hmm.... Gross.
"I'm glad I live in the GPS era. In a different century, I would've set off to visit the other side of the village and wandered off into the mountains and been eaten by a carnivorous plant. Or discovered the Americas."
-LaJessica
hahah
yardwork.
I pruned back a bunch of stuff including the oregano and a rose bush, the thorns on the rose bush got e a couple times, just pricks, but they bled.
Lily brought me cat bones. She found at the park. A bunch of vertebra. She was seriously excited about it. I made her throw them a way and scrub her hands. There was no rotten stuff left on them so it clearly died a long time ago.
Wtf, though, really.
Most little girls find a cat skeleton: "Ohhhhh that is so sad!" or "Ewwww get it away from me it's so gross."
My little girl: "Awesome! I gotta go show mom!" gets big handful of spine and runs home "Look we found cat bones!".




I got a Facebook message from a blog fan, saying she wanted to be like me at various ages, and that she really looked up to me. Made my day.
And then I found I'd got a 10 on the English-Romanian translation exam where we had an excerpt from D.H.Lawrence, more than my classmate.