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Referring to critics (of you, your favorite football team or pop star) as “haters” is idiotic. There are relatively few people who, for example, can muster up enough feeling to “hate” Lady Gaga. Annoyance, dislike or failing to give a shit are not “hate”.
Using the term “haters”, like referring to cops as 'the po-po", makes you sound like you’re five years old.
In all fairness, I think any number of people who use those terms are emotionally about five.
Listening to the English GPS try and pronounce German place names is, I’m pretty sure, the aural equivalent of experiencing gut-wrenching ‘oh god why’d I eat that?’ cramps. Jesus christ.
Also for some reason the aforementioned GPS decided two-thirds through our trip that every single road was called “S-A-I-N-T <4 digit number>,” which was kind of weird and unhelpful.
Maybe if you reset the language to Esperanto for a few miles, then switch back to English, it will fix it.
I’m thinking this is the truth. I confronted her about it (briefly) and she said she’d taken some xanax. I let it go for now. But we’re probably going to fight again next I see her.
But she was supposed to go to the adoption event with me today. Again. She usually flakes because it’s tough to go with her kid there, but the kid isn’t around. I always look forward to it when she says she’ll go because it’s kind of a big part of my life and something I’d like to share. She didn’t even bother to flake. She went over to someone else’s house while I was at work last night and hasn’t come home yet. I don’t know if I should call and ask if she’s okay or just back the fuck off. I’m afraid I’m hurting more than I’m helping… but at the same time, fuck… I really really need a friend right now. I have a lot going on in my life and am falling apart and I just need someone on my side. And I’ve kept it all to myself and done my very best to look after her and everyone and deal with my own stuff myself and not ask for anything and the one thing I ask… the answer is yes, totally, until something better comes along. I don’t even think she probably took her meds with her, which means she hasn’t taken her morning meds for sure and may have not taken her night ones.
and the fucking boys have friends over again, even though I’ve asked, begged, demanded, asked again that they not bring all these people over to my house all the time. There are four people here who don’t live here. I’m exhausted and I’ve been crying all day… all week, really, about one thing or another and I’m the villain here but I can’t deal with this shit. Even if they were lovely, quiet people, I don’t like having all kinds of people in my house. And they’re not… they cause constant, constant drama. I’m so sick of this shit. And I’m so, so tired and worn down right now. I wish I had someone to talk to, but everybody is going through enough shit without adding my problems, or else they’re part of the problem.
SurrenderDorothy, you have us to talk to. Start a new thread if this one is not the right place, but we are here to tell your troubles to. I was thinking I hadn’t seen your name lately. What’s wrong?
I don’t care about Lady Gaga enough to hate her. She seems to be an attention whore, but I can mostly ignore her antics.
The Dallas Cowboys, on the other hand…maybe it’s partly the media’s fault. But I could happily live another decade without hearing about the latest criminal activity that a Cowboy has been up to. And does this really need to be on the front page, above the fold? I think not.
Thousands of Buckeye boosters, and not one has given Joe Bauserman a free tattoo.
Adds to the kitty adoration in this thread. He’s darling.
I have a cold. My eyesockets hurt. The roof of my mouth itches as if someone tickled it with poison ivy. I’ve been sneezing all day. I’m moving like an eighty year old with arthritis. This despite the fact that I’ve eaten over a dozen apples this week and scarfed down at least two gallons of homemade chicken soup.
Damn you Mother Nature. Can you go demonstrate your sense of humor on someone else? I finally found the Nyquil after I spent over half an hour searching for it.
Garmin? Ours can’t do Spanish words to save it’s life.
Right there with you with my traditional fall cold. I’m in the loosening up stage, though - I think I’ve sneezed about four hundred times tonight; my nose is raw from blowing it and wiping it with snot running down. Blecch.
… and because I keep thinking it can’t get much worse…
she didn’t show up in the afternoon like I figured she would. I texted and asked if she was okay a few times, then called. No answer. Went to work and kept calling. Into the night, no answer. And the boys were on the phone ALL NIGHT, so I couldn’t get through to them, either.
Turns out she overdosed this afternoon and is in the ICU. Well shit.
Get one of those antibiotic ointments with the contact anesthetic and rub that on your nose. It’ll help heal the raw skin (contact burns, anyone?), and the anesthetic really does help ease the pain.
I just use vaseline; if I’m smart enough, I’ll start applying it *before *my nose gets sore.
So my loud asshole neighbors have decided to have their late-night loud yammerfests on the porch again. Three nights in a row. I’d like to have the windows open, but I guess that’s out of the question.
This was going to be a rant about how the advance of technology was leaving my toys behind, because these days I tend not to replace stuff until it’s really most sincerely dead (economy, not working much, etc.).
This was because I want to move as much of my programs, etc., from my desktop to my laptop, and this includes my Palm Pilot Tungsten C. Irritatingly, while I was able to install the Palm Desktop on my new laptop, I was unable to sync the Palm to the laptop because it has Windows 7 64-bit, and there wasn’t a compatible USB driver to let the cradle and the laptop talk to each other. I was looking at maybe having to invest in a smartphone, despite having no real need for one. I didn’t wanna! <cue 5-year-old whine>
But a friend of mine found a company that had created a device driver that allowed HotSync to talk to a 64-bit OS system. My Palm is backed up, and I am a happy camper.
Maybe I could rant about how I used to be the person who invested in cutting edge, if not bleeding edge devices because they were just so shiny and neat, but now I’m the person who hangs on to the devices I have like grim death. OK, the new stuff IS still shiny and neat and I still go oooo!, but these days I find I have a hard time justifying spending the money when what I have works. It works well. It does everything I need, and if it isn’t an all-in-one package, so what?
I’m turning into a Luddite! :eek::eek:
You’re a Luddite?
Hell, I don’t own a smartphone. Don’t need one, don’t want one. I talk on my job for 8 hours a day. Why the fuck would I want a PHONE that costs me $100 a month or more?
I’ve got an old Kyocera through Virgin Mobile, on a plan they don’t even offer anymore. $15 every 3 months, and I’ve built up a credit balance over $250. Shows how much I use it.
I’ve never even sent or received a text message. I’ve never seen the point, which sort of worries me when I see how many people are busy punching buttons for hours every day.
I guess I’m a little concerned that I’m getting like the people who stuck to hand looms when the rest of the world moved to powered looms. Sure, it works, but is it as efficient? It certainly isn’t as shiny.
I may be forced to upgrade the phone at some point. The battery keeps falling out. On the other hand, it goes back in and the phone continues to work, so given how often I use it, meh.
Share the company name, please? 'Cause I have a Tungsten C, too, and I want to play the games on it again.