I second this. I sometimes forget my lights are on, and I sometimes forget the key in the ignition, and I really appreciate the binging when my brain stalls. I have never in my multiple decades of driving a car needed a bing to tell me my door was open. Yeah, it’s open - my body is wedged in it vacuuming out the foot well. After my car is off warranty, I fully plan to excise the door open bing from my life.
Just ran across another one that’s been bugging me for a while (and boy, is it mini!). You know those lolcats, with their funny sayings and cute kittehs? It really gets under my skin how people write the captions. I can live with cats having bad grammar and spelling things phonetically, but people are not doing the captions right. I see a good example of this today - “Kitteh law #7 - Youz kleans it, I’z sleepz on it.” That would be better as “Kitteh law #7 - You kleens it, I sleepz on it.” There’s a fine line between lolcatese and gibberish, you know.
You know the best way to get something out of your head? Play it over and over and over until you’re sick of it, infect other people, then play other music and go to bed.
It’s apparently swedish, but it was used in some Japanese music video or something. And both - mostly the dancing. I kept looking up videos of convention-goers dancing too it. There are few things more amusing than Jack Sparrow, the Joker, and Naruto all dancing to the same music.
That may be, but I have a talent for revenge so I’ll stick with what I know.
OTOH, I did post it to an IRC channel that I frequent and they’re roundly and soundly cursing me now so it hasn’t been all bad.
btw: have you heard the Mysterious Ticking Noise?
No, I hadn’t. Have you seen this one?
Loose: adjective; free or released from fastening or attachment.
Lose: verb; to suffer the deprivation of.
Learn the fucking difference, morons.
I’m taking the motherfucking GRE tomorrow and I’m apparently coming down with a fucking cold. I’m all congested and tired and my ears hurt. I have been perfectly, 100% healthy since last January and now I’m getting a goddamn cold the day before I take one of the most important exams of my fucking life.
And if I fuck it up that’s $140 fucking dollars down the fucking drain.
Fuck.
Amen, GuanoLad, amen. With a minirant towards my moron self for never properly using lay and lie except in instances of dumb luck.
…what? Where?
Wabbit season: suspiciously closed.
Duck season: curiously open.
What’s he got to hide? Who’s the real Czarcasm?
Fuck you Cupid.
A week before my divorce is final, I run in to a woman who…
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[li]reads William Gibson,[/li][li]is hot,[/li][li]has a crush on Alton Brown,[/li][li]loves the Velvet Underground,[/li][li]says pickles and olives are her favorite foods,[/li][li]sees the deeper meaning in “G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria” by Van Morrison and Them,[/li][li]is single,[/li][li]has a job, and really good future job prospects,[/li][li]likes cats,[/li][li]is probably smarter than me,[/li][li]is hilarious,[/li][li]and is really, really in to me.[/li][/ul]
Seriously, are you fucking kidding me?
Don’t know what you’re getting at, Doc.
My sister. I’m just… not going to get into more. I will never ever ever understand her.
Er… I don’t get it. Why rant about something as good as this?
I had this whole plan to tomcat around for a year and make a complete manslut of myself. That year has now been cut down to negative seven days, because there’s no way I can let this one get away without a fight.
Most of my friends, who originally said stuff like “Don’t you DARE fall in love with anybody for awhile, you fucking idiot,” are now going “Yeah. She’s perfect for you. Forget everything we just said.”
Jeez.
Maybe we should start a club?
What did yours do recently?
Here’s a thread about my latest go-round with her. Saying she’s incomprehensible isn’t fair, though. Just hugely frustrating to deal with.
ETA: And don’t forget the post here in this thread, either.
That worked really nicely.