That’s so 1990s. In modern times, we blog it.
Okay, I read it as sarcasm. Does A.R. Cane have a history of spouting off like this? I like you Happy Wandererer, but you did seem like you were blowing off a bit too much steam in that thread. As far as needing professional help, you are not alone on this message board.
I think that after the driving, find the closest pub to your home and consult a professional bartender.
Tip well if you feel better later.
Maybe get a few Armenian friends?
I think you should consult a medical intuitive.
Some of them can diagnose right over the phone! This one offers a free consultation, and gives an impressive self-testimonial:
*“After the pain in my head ceased, I was scared!
I could actually ‘see’ inside things!” *
Obviously, a viable second career with the TSA awaits.
Easy enough in Glendale. It has the highest Armenian population of any city in the US at app 40%.
Ummm…you misread him.
He obviously thinks you are incapable of performing your job correctly (emphasis mine).
I seek professional (and profession for that matter) help all the time.
A car fixing pro works on my car. A plumber type pro works on my pipes. (heh) I hired professional painter types to paint my house.
Yes, I agree, you should seek professional help: it’s easy, they guarantee their work, and you don’t get dirty.
Nope. Modern Times was in the 1930s. We’re post-Modern. (Or, maybe, post-post-Modern; it is so hard to keep up.)
We’re technically in the pre-post-post Modern. Post-post-post Modern is scheduled for May 26th, 2013, until about nine or so on the 27th. Thereafter, it will be Tuesday.
Currently dating an Armenian girl. Ask her about Armenian dudes. They downpress their wimmen. She moved out of Glendale she was so sick of the BS.
Perhaps there is a pecking order with Armenian drivers. The person with the most uglified German car with the most stupid accessories has the right of way. Next come those in upmarket Japanese nameplates, followed by the poor peons that can only afford a Hyundai. BOW BEFORE MY AMG MERC WITH GOLD PLATED BADGING AND 30 PROFILE TIRES!
Well, I have been saving them up for a while, and this gave me a good opportunity. I was actually thinking of starting a pit thread with all this stuff in it, but it found a good home, so all is well.
Oh, and my other girl nicknamed me “go-off”, so that may shed some light.
And I am planning to get the heck out of town. I love LA, but better for visiting. I drive a lot and the traffic has driven me a little nuts, I admit.
The linked thread says you can’t open a bag of Pepperidge Farm cookies without ripping it all to hell. Maybe the kind of professional help you need is a Parkinson’s specialist, 'cause something ain’t right there.
The “You Need Professional Help” j’accuse is a bit overdone around here in general. like Arbuterol with a marijuana chaser it both pisses and amuses me that people honestly feel they can make a bonafide psychological assessment of somebody over the Dope. My one pit thread to date (which I’m fiercely proud of) was over it but I’m hardly the only one.
The late lamentable Doper whose name rhymed with sky in jew beans was a rare and very identifiable case of a legit nutter who very obviously needed professional help, but rarely is anybody that damned obvious. Message boards, especially moderated ones like this, are imo a sanity aide as they give you a chance to rant and rage and go bare fanged into a pit with others as needed yet they don’t affect your waking life in the least. If I were to post that “TomnDebb’s home address is 1313 Mockingbird Lane, Springfield 54321 and here’s a picture I took through their bedroom window of them preparing for a threeway with their underaged neighbor and by the way their ATM number is $$$$” where address and meerkats and $ are all actual identifiers then I might could get into some off-board trouble but generally speaking the worst that’s going to happen is banning and that’s something I can live with.
So my point if I have one is that I concur with your OP if its extended to pitting people who recommend psychiatric aid for others when there’s not clear delusional thinking and I’m not just saying that because the thing Rubystreak in the form of Vanna White put in my ear that talks to me in Swahili that somehow I can understand told me to.
OP, I am from Los Angeles and I feel your pain completely. I do not think you need professional help. I think you need to help spread the word to the masses of idiots that can’t drive worth a got damn. Preach on.
I don’t think your posts indicates any kind of mental problem. Everyone has thoughts like yours. Probably the reason Jesus was against Roman Coins was because he was tired of waiting in line behind some idiot who was rooting around in his satchel for exact change.
Anyway, it’s hard to tell if A.R. Cane was serious.
I make a point of seeking unprofessional help. It hasn’t worked very well for me so far, but I predict 2008 will be the year when it turns the corner. Or 2009.
My take on it,A.R.Cane is an older guy who has probably learned how to cope with those annoyances,or maybe they just don’t bother him and he doesn’t understand your reactions.
Oh yeah,ALL Armenian men “downpress” women,unlike other species.I always heard Armenian girls have tits bigger than their head and butts wider than Persian rugs;is that true?
On the internet no one knows you’re really a meerkat.
True, but I have my suspicions.
Surely that is the definition of “cruel…but fair”