Pointless Announcements

You are very right.

On a silver platter...

One wonders why you would move to France (or anywhere really) if you were the type who wanted to stay home, more often than not.

^THAT

PA: Okay, totally dodged a bullet with that girl. The reason she can't hang out this weekend is that a friend of hers, with whom she was very careful about being ambiguous about the gender, was staying at her place while he's here for a conference, cuz he's a lawyer. BOOM, two more red flags right there. After discussing what's up, the other guy and I went with her to see a private screening of an indie movie tonight, and we both laughed and ditched her, after a few more questionable incidences during the night.

But all things aside, she is fun to hang out with, so I'm still gonna get some free yoga from her.

As someone here said, "On to the next."

I'm not. I'm just in a funk. And I've always been quite shy with new people, but that doesn't mean I don't LIKE meeting new people, and it certainly doesn't mean I want my life to stagnate.

Could have fooled everyone..

^Now that's a bit snide.

Someone on my corridor left a bag of soiled cat litter on their doorstep all morning. I threw it in the bin (there's a communal rubbish disposal unit just yards away from their door) and put a note under their doormat telling them that they were being disgusting and selfish. It's not the first time they've done it, so I felt it was time to let them know.

I would love if such opportunities knocked at my door.

Pardon me.

I would love if I found a very tiny kitty at my door. Then I would love if said kitty would not grow.

Sorry, I didn't know we were trying to compete for the title of shittiest problems. You can have it, by all means.

To be honest, I was thinking I could post my thoughts here without anyone being judgmental, but I seem to have forgotten where I was.

Upon further reflection, perhaps the problem is that I don't interact in the other topics often enough, so maybe I seem like I always show up when I have a problem or want to complain. And if that's the case, then I understand why my post seems a bit silly.

But really, I wasn't looking for sympathy, I just have an easier time working out my problems when I have someone to express it to.

Irina, I would also love a tiny kitty.

You can post whatever you like, Fano.

And not going to the theatre with those girls won't mean the end of the world.

Chuck should write a book about how a guy says no to going to the theater with some girls and it ends up causing the apocalypse.

Endless Mike's posts are misunderstood around here. You have to read them sarcastically. All of them, all the time. Fano is misunderstood too. I may be misunderstood in misunderstanding them. Or maybe you are in misunderstanding my misunderstanding. Communication is the problem. Like that blind man trying to shake hands with the armless man.

I had such a strange dream this morning. I was in a room with someone's pet fish, for some reason, and for some other reason I removed the fish from it's bowl and put in a new bowl. I think I used it's former bowl to brew coffee in, or put flowers in...for some reason, I feel like it was both of those at two different times but at the same time. Anyway, I realized the new bowl did not have enough water in it, so I pondered for a moment - taking in how miserable the fish already had been, confined to a life of enclosed space, deciding on whether or not I should just let it die as it stared at me pleadingly and pathetic, either begging for life or death, I had no way to tell. But right before the fish dehydrated to death, I poured new water into it and the fish gave birth. Now I felt horrible that all these fish were trapped in this little vase together and I woke up depressed.

Ok. My comment was the most snide so I understand why you are singling me out. A lot of others were disappointed with your decision. You're right that it's not our business. We just don't like seeing you depressed. So much so that when you do something like this, it pains us.

I sent you a PM. I've grown tired of this discussion, and it's not worth the energy to keep trying to explain what each person supposedly meant, etc.

I think Ritt is correct here. Mike is being misinterpreted/over interpreted.

There are plenty of other people who could have said the same exact things and not been considered rude or snide, because that is just the way they roll around here and it is expected of them.

I have found the perfect thing for a certain upcoming event and I'm very pleased.

You folks have been busy! I couldn't read all 1400 PAs I'm behind on, but... hello!

I've got a computer now, so hopefully I'll be around more. I'm also a huge flake, and may not be.

But it doesn't mean I don't love you.

Hell McKay! I look forward to you hanging around more, man.

Yeah, that is true. Sometimes things are pushed too far.

Moving on.

This is my second piece of group work in a row for uni and it's already taken about 5 years off my life and we haven't even got together for a first meeting, it sucks!

My boyfriend, after we had an awful morning and I've been so down all day, decided to drive me to my old and favourite family home where I lived and I haven't been there in 14 years. It was a bit heavy actually because it was the last place I was happy in that kind of way where I was happy because I was still too young to be really unhappy and also because of course after I moved a lot of things went really wrong anyway. Ugh.
My old house hasn't changed but the estate just looks older, it was brand new when I lived there and the tarmac was really black and the houses were really red and now everything is duller and a bit grubby but it was just crazy seeing it again. I haven't been there because it's just out of the way and why would you? It was so weird though. The church and my old school and the massive hill I had to walk up every day.
I've been feeling all day like I'm not in the right place and like I'm dreaming. I just want to be on my own but he's fussing around everywhere and I can't get my head right.

Got my roomed searched and Campo took away my machete and kbar. I brought them here before christmas to sharpen and forgot to bring them back. I was very accommodating, because I knew they were going to take them either way, and I didn't really want a more thorough search to happen.The machete is a piece of junk but the kbar was my grandfathers from WWII, but the guy assured me that I would get them back.

Going past my childhood home upsets me still. After my parents' divorce, I used to drive there on my own and park on the green opposite and stare at it. Now, nearly ten years after we moved from there, my mum's moving again. It will upset me (she wants to move to suburban hell) but not in the same way. I used to think one day I would buy that house back but now I just think I can aspire to have my own lovely home of my own.

I was going to add a rejoinder to my original post that said something like 'I don't really know you well enough to know if you're that type or not', so I was hoping you would say it really wasn't you all the time! We all find ourselves in a funk every so often. I hope you get out of it soon, though.

I don't know what to say other than I understand. I mean I sort of do, for once for real.

PA:

James and I spent the afternoon arguing about literally nothing. Brutally arguing.

We were arguing about the fact that we were arguing. It was horrible and I had really bad thoughts.

I went to the store to buy dinner and stuff and I bought him a book. Just a supermarket book, I don't know if the story is good or if the writing is decent at all. But it sounded like something that might interest him, at least a little.

I brought it home and told him I bought him a present.

Told him to consider it me saying I am sorry and I am not willing to fully give up yet, and that I hear him when he says we need to compromise for each other. This is me symbolically saying I am willing to say sorry first if you are willing to compromise first.

He has never read a single book I have ever given him or suggested to him.

he needs to read this one.

Or I can't go on anymore.

That is such shit. Taking someone's knives just because they run a nerdy school club. You needed those to whittle wood for chairs!

My other PA,

My aunt, apparently, had asked whether I had a high school diploma.

Am I wrong in being offended by that?

It is one thing to ask if someone had a degree or has been to college at all, but shouldn't a high school diploma be implied unless a person says other wise?

I told my grandma to tell her, next time she has a question like that, that I own and have read more classic literature than she has ever heard of, not to mention all my other studies, so maybe pay attention to what you are implying with you fucked up abusive questions before you ask them.

It really hurt to find out that was asked about as though it even needed to be asked.

Girl, just know we know you're smart and shit.

I would like to slap her, Amber.

I wanted to smartly smack the shit out of her too.

Challenge her to a trivia duel. Your mind will be your ammunition. Your tongue will be your pistol. And your swords will make it interesting.

Also

What's so hard about yoga?

Oh look, everyone who looked at this picture just learned yoga.

That's what I used to think. Then we did a session. The guided transitions + breathing, her telling me how to fix my form, as well as not having to think while I do it, it really made the experience a lot better, a lot more communal and harmonious.

Jeez, I haven't even done two sessions and I'm starting to talk like that hippie friend of mine. Fuck this.

Also, how the hell is that "arda adho mukha savannabanana" pose for beginners?

Hey, now you can dance, too!

I just wanted you to explain it to me.

All out of swords at the moment... but these are things i do normally own.

I'm culting from my phone in bed!

Give Lucy and yourself a raspberry for me.

Thank you

The girl I teach English to is on Spring Break this week, so I don't have to pick her up from school, but instead I'm going there at 2, and leaving at 5. Which is so much nicer because 1. we can spend more time outside if we want and 2. I can be home and eat dinner at a decent time. On Mondays, I usually get home from work at 8:30, and my roommate is cooking and there isn't any room, so I eat something basic. But not tonight!

i was tempted to buy rosie´s queen of fucking everything - mug at urban outfitters yesterday. i thought i'd feel like an imposter though

nicest sweetest old guy taught me to divide sythetically this morning. i gave him my copy of
A Generalization of Synthetic Division and A General
Theorem of Division of Polynomials.
he had not yet seen division of a poly by an equation of a higher degree than the first. can't wait to work together again:P

Me too! With my kitty curled up against me.

Hi Americans!

Do domestic flights go up in cost much in the lead-up to a date? I'm aiming to fly first week of April from LA to SF and am currently being quoted $171 roundtrip.

Also, who are the best (i.e. cheap and cheerful) domestic airlines?

Your help much appreciated.

I don't know about who is the best in the west , but yes, the prices DEFINITELY go up as you get closer. Also, if you are going to go back and order the ticket, try it from another computer as I read recently that airline sites will log your IP so that when you come back the price is likely to have gone up.

I love Jetblue, they're wonderful, but I don't know if they fly LA to SF. Southwest is also quite inexpensive, but it's sort of sit where you want, no assigned seating. But I've heard good things about it's customer service.

They throw peanuts at you, Southwest does.

Or they used to.

I won 2 rounds and drew 2 more of our word game today. It's the first day I don't lose any of the rounds.