I have to watch *Troy *for class. I’m trying to, very hard, but I just can’t manage it. I keep fastforwarding through it hoping it won’t suck, but it disappoints every time I let off the button.
God this movie is loathsome dreck. I can’t understand why my classmates love it. I can’t understand why my professor, who has done her scholarship on Greek literature, assigned it to us.
I’m sick of dealing with Financial Aid and their non-functioning portal. Students are supposed to be able to check the status of their aid and refund, but the damn thing has been down for the past ten days or so.
So just for fun, I checked it this morning, and behold! It’s supposed to be back up at 8 am. But it’s almost 10 am, so I have to assume they meant 8 am Hawaii time.
Self-service portal? More like Portal to Hell, if you ask me.
Robin
You’re complaining about an assignment to watch a movie?!? Perhaps you’d prefer all your homework in the form of a video game?
Try reading Kant some time, or learning Ancient Greek. Kids these days!
Blast it, Dad. I know it’s convenient to not have to do all one’s shopping in one large raid, but why couldn’t you have gotten the groceries you want today when you went shopping yesterday? It’s Sunday, and you’re talking about going during the afternoon - all the new specials are out. So there will be a lot of people there. Then lets add to that, it’s Superbowl Sunday, so there will be even more people out.
It’s going to be a madhouse, squared.
(mutter mutter)
OK, Food Network, FUCK YOU. Fuck you sideways with a running Kitchen-Aid. With the bread hook attachment on it. :mad:
Why is it that 1/4 of your programming these days is cake decorating shows and contests?!?
I already know Latin; I see no reason to worry about Greek now that I am not going to grad school.
And I have to watch the movie, analyze a mobile framing shot for duration and speed, using text from the Iliad to argue why the director thought it was a good idea, then put it in a half hour presentation with my two classmates.
Considering I’d rather be spending time on my honors project, I will gripe about having to watch a shitty movie just so I can graduate.
Also, I will be 27 as of Friday. Take your “kids these days” and shove it.
OOh, someone’s got a case of the Sundays!
I’ve got a case of the “everydays” more likely. 
Very mini-rantey, emphasis on mini.
Dude, on the corner computer in the library. If you sit with the monitor virtually turned towards the wall, security (and everyone else) knows you’re looking at porn.
Carry on.
I’m not smoking downstairs. I don’t smoke downstairs, because of you. I’m upstairs. Minding my own business. So don’t come upstairs and stick your face right in it. What is so bloody important that you can’t wait five minutes?
Oh, THAT litterbox. I thought you had a cat and a coprophagic dog…
FWIW, you weren’t the only one.
What the hell is up with people who come into threads and feel the need to take a shit? If you’re not a Catholic, then why are you bothering to click on a Lent thread? Just so you can get off on feeling superior about “giving up religion”? :rolleyes: Seriously, grow up.
Religious affiliation, or lack thereof, aside, Lent is an interesting collection of customs.
Is there some other kind of litterbox besides the kind used by cats?
Do some people refer to a trash can as a litterbox? I’ve never heard that usage.
Yeah, before I checked the location, I thought he was posting from GBR. Didn’t think it was all that common from Kansas City.
Soy milk! You are disgusting! Get thee behind me!
I haven’t liked cow milk in over ten years. The very thought of it makes me want to throw up a little. I don’t like it and I don’t miss it. But I do like some of the stuff it makes, like lattes, and breakfast cereal, and so forth. So I listened to the vegan propaganda* and figured soy milk would serve me just as well once I got to like it.
So I tried to like you. How I tried. Cereal. Coffee. Tea. Straight up. At coffee you are a dismal failure, you get clotty and gross as soon as you hit the fresh acid of my delicious mocha java. With cereal, you are better than nothing, but really not that good. I do like you in tea, but you really complicate matters with your so-short-after-opening shelf life, so even if I really enjoy that splash of you in my Earl Grey or (divine) Bengal spice tea, the rest of you will have gone clotty and gross by the time I pour my next cup.
But now I have to face the final truth. I got a Starbucks gift card for Christmas because I am known as a coffee lover, which I am. But, as a hater of milk, I am by necessity a lover of black coffee. And, as has been established on this board, Starbucks is best not for its black coffee but for its milk-and-sugar-candy fancy coffees. I recall, from my milk-enjoying days, rather enjoying those milk-and-sugar-candy fancy coffees. So off I went, gift card in hand, for my first latte-type drink in recent memory.
But lo! As I drink this personal-tall-soy-mochaccino-no-whip, I realize I must face the awful truth, first revealed in the last latte-type drink I had, which looms ominously over my recent memory … lattes really aren’t that good with soy milk.
I am sorry, soy milk. I will still enjoy you in tea if the opportunity presents itself, and I am so very grateful for the ice-cream-type productmade from you. But I must face the truth, painful as it may be. You’re pretty much just gross.
I am reminded, once again, that legislators are idiots.
NYS apparently offers a tax discount for anyone who has received a Cold War military service Certificate. Which, while I won’t speak one or the other towards the fiscal responsibility of that, I won’t say is automatically stupid. Now, unlike most military certificates of service this was not one that was issued to the servicemember during his or her service. It wasn’t even decided upon, until after the fall of the Soviet Union.
So, most of the service members who are eligible for such a Certificate have to get it through the VA. Which is all well, and good.
And to get the certificate, one shows the VA a copy of the one’s DD-214, or discharge papers, which list the dates of one’s service. If one’s service falls within the dates of eligibility (IIRC something like Aug 15, 1945 through 1992) one gets the certificate mailed back out.
So, what does the state gov’t require the service member provide? His DD-214, and the certificate. Which certificate one gets by providing someone else with a copy of the DD-214. :rolleyes:
Why can’t we just save a tree, or two, and accept the DD-214’s dates of service? Which is all the people issuing the certificate care about, anyways!
(mutter mutter)
Word.
I wanna see recipes, dammit!
Once again, every toilet in the bathroom in my dorm is filled with tp, cardboard tp rolls, and God only knows what else. It’s patently obviously why they haven’t been flushed; there’s no way that soggy conglomeration is going to go down the pipes. Why do people do this? Is it some weird phobia or what? I’m starting to think that most of my peers are immature jackasses.