:eek: That’s not even true! When I went abroad, I paid tuition to my home university, and it was the same amount I would’ve paid if I’d been AT my home university, not a penny more. Cost of living might be higher, so you do have a point there. But it’s not necessarily true. 
<–smiley inserted so you know I’m not trying to harp on you.
As for me, I’d like to pit my pissy roommate. She’s so damn moody. I can’t stand moody people!
I want to bitch about tortilla wraps that stick together and rip to shreads when you try to unstick them.
How can I make a fucking wrap when the fuckity fucking tortilla has got a damned big motherfucking hole in the fucking middle!? All the fucking food falls out! If I wanted to use two or three damn tortillas per wrap I’d just say screw it and use bread and settle for a damned sandwich. Stupid fucking tortillas.
Some schools also offer scholarships and financial aid that is solely applicable to studying abroad.
Well, as long as we’re Pitting our cats…
Oscar, if you don’t stop meowing at the fucking door, I’m going to lock you in the closet. You have BEEN into the hallway. We live in an apartment, and that hallway is NOT part of our apartment. I’m so sorry you feel that this two-bedroom apartment isn’t big enough for you, especially since it’s twice as big as the BROOKLYN apartment you lived in for FIVE FUCKING YEARS, but get over it. We’re moving into the house in three weeks, and you will have lots and lots of rooms to run through, stairs to fly up and down, and an entire basement to roam. So please shut the fuck up already!
Emmy, don’t imitate your brother. You don’t want into the hallway. I know you think you’re a big brave girl now, but you’re still a chicken shit. I know you don’t want to go out there, so YOU stop crying at the door, too.
E.
How can I have a 100 CDs in my office and not ONE that I feel like listening to? It seems like they break down into three categories: CDs I’ve listened to so often that I never actually need to put them into a CD player again; CDs I listened to once and never again, and CDs that I’ve been thinking, “I should listen to that again some time, but not now” for the past N years.
I’m pretty sure I used to like this music – that’s why I * bought * it. But every CD I haul off the shelf fills me with “meh”.
If you have a project that is due today, DO NOT WAIT UNTIL TODAY TO ASK ME FOR ONE OF MY RESOURCES! My guys are not sitting around just waiting for you to come along with your lame-ass problem. I don’t care if you spoke to Dave about this 2 weeks ago - Dave doesn’t set the department’s priorities. I do. Dave doesn’t get his ass chewed if we miss our timelines. I do. I know you worked real hard on this, but I can’t rearrange my other commitments just because you are late.
Our lot failed its perc test. We had a good one, and we had an excellent offer to buy it, contingent on a good second perc, as required now by the county. It failed. We’re screwed. We’ve got just over an acre and a half that can’t be built upon. Unless sewers are brought into the neighborhood - and who knows when or if that will happen…
On the plus side, we’ve got 2 more years till the balloon note comes due, so there’s no real panic yet. But I was hoping to pay off some bills with the proceeds from the sale.
I am not happy.
Since she lives with her mother at home and has very little living expenses, I would say living over in Europe having to pay rent, etc. is going to be MUCH, MUCH more expensive. IMHO.
But yeah, it was a bad thing to say. Sheesh, like let me pop your balloon OK? :smack:
I’d have thought that was an excellent quality for a Gay mister?
Oh and no one has given me reason to call them a slack bladdered gutter snipe which is a shame as it is to good to waste.
Sigh. I’m so glad I decided to check out the Pit today…
To my friend, Hannah, who’s friend was allegedly raped by her own biological father (I didn’t include what I have to say in this post in the original thread because it does not belong there): What the hell (I’m trying not to use stronger language) is wrong with calling Kids-Help-Phone or Children’s Aid or social services? Yes, Anna does not want her family to be broken up, but the first time her dad hit her, her family was already broken up. So, stop trying to be, “I’m going to save her single-handedly and I don’t care what you say, but I’m going to ask you for help so I can take all the credit for helping Anna.” Sheesh! Stop being ignorant to the psychological, physical and emotional effects of rape, especially since Anna is only 13 and it was her father who supposedly did this to her. You do not understand what will happen if you do not call the authorities, even if you say you do. And just because Anna is moving away does not mean that she will be okay. Stop thinking you can save her by yourself. You say no one’s going to be able to do anything, but that’s your own fault because you’re unwilling to call the authorities. I can’t really do anything because I have no facts. I don’t even know where Anna lives. But, you do and if Anna lives the rest of her life in constant fear of her father, sweeping this thing under the carpet and constantly looking over her shoulder, then you will never be able to forgive yourself and Anna won’t be able to trust anyone again. So, there. Stop being so damn ignorant and selfish about this and tell someone who can help because you obviously can’t and won’t, even if you say you can and will.
I feel better now.
Stop at the fucking stop sign! Just stop, okay? It’s not going to take that much out of your day. It’s certainly going to take a lot less out of your day than a major car accident involving you, my brother, much rolling of vehicles, ambulances, and cutting off of doors to extricate the passengers therein. Hell, in that case, stopping at the damn stop sign prob’ly would’ve saved you a good, what, two, three days? And untold thousands of hospital bills. And your broken neck. And my brother’s broken knee and related physical therapy. Oh, and my brother’s career. Fuckstick.
Today’s lesson, kids: Always, always stop at the stop sign (or stop light). You really can’t ever go wrong here. But oh, so many things can go wrong if you don’t.
And use your turn signal dammit. It isn’t hard, it is courteous, it is safe and it is the law.
I don’t know the traffic laws everywhere, but here, you can turn right on a red light or stop sign BUT YOU STILL HAVE TO STOP FIRST!!! It’s only a matter of time until I get rear-ended by some clown who thinks you can just fly through the interection without stopping at the red light or stop sign if you’re turning right.
People who have enough money to buy a nice coat with a kick pleat in the back but don’t know that you’re supposed to cut the x-shaped basting that holds the pleat together.
IDKWTBMSBIETISSWAPTSSTIWTSS*.
*I don’t know why this bothers me so, but I every time I see someone with a pleat that’s still sewn together, I want to say something. I never do, though.
Thanks for the explanation. Even if you’re right, and I don’t think you are, doesn’t work at all IMO. Besides what’s so special about Jackrabbit’s?
Just saw Jackie Brown. I’m so disappointed. Another amazing performance from Samuel L. Jackson but that’s it. The script is a let down. While I could read Pulp Fiction’s script three times in a row, I can’t be bothered with Jackie Brown.
ORDELL: “Hey, girl, what the hell you sitting in the goddamn dark for?” Sheesh… :rolleyes:
Asshole.
I am so, so pissed off right now and I have so much to bitch about, but this is mini rants, and I’m nearly incoherent in my pissed offedness so, no. Just know that somewhere in MN, a chick is screaming her fucking head off (silently, since there are kids sleeping) in a seething rage.
As if that’s not bad enough, half of the job postings I’m looking at right now strongly prefer you to have experience with their own proprietary software - WHICH MEANS I’D ALREADY BE WORKING FOR YOU, YOU DUMB SHITS! What sort of INSANE logic is this?
“Applicants interested in working for Merrill Lynch are strongly preferred to have at least 5 years of LynchNet© experience.”
I have actually had situations in interviews where the interviewer asked me about proprietary software experience with a straight face. I tried to be tactful with the dumb shits but I am convinced that they still held it against me. I am sure that some bullshit artist that claims to have 10 years experience with whatever software name you throw out there got the job.
I hate thread topics that occur so often in the Pit that you can practically set your watch to, but are perenially uninteresting.
Not a dig at the OP.
<looks around> What did I do?