What’s an alchemy request?
There are so many people out there that would love a great blow job and you are giving one to someone that gripes about a co-worker?
There just is no justice in this world.
::: Shakes head and walks away muttering:::
Dear BBC America…
There is more to British TV than Gordon Fucking Ramsey. There are many many shows that I wish you would license and show. But noooooooo, we have to watch Gordo all day every day. Seriously there are 5 hours of Kitchen nightmares and 2 of F word every 24 hour period, almost a third of the day. This is beyond assinine because there are only about 25 shows of each in existance. Each episode is on like 3 times a week. Stop this now morons.
Stupid monitor completely died.
That’s $300 I can’t afford right now. Damn it.
I despise mini-rant threads. Get a blog already!
Stupid garbagemen. They throw the cans all the way across the small road I live on. Every trash day, I come home to find my trashcan on its side, and usually half in the street. Normally, this isn’t a huge deal- in most places, the service pays for the cans (at least in my experience). However, in this town, I had to buy my own- and, since we live out in the country and have raccoons, I wanted to get a fairly decent one with a good lid.
Throwing the can across the road after they empty it has managed to break the damn lid. I managed to fix it, once, but this morning they broke it the rest of the way. Assholes.
You pooped.
I aspire to poopage.
Yes, it’s terrible how all these people keep holding a gun to your head and forcing you to open threads and read them. :rolleyes:
I don’t even know what this is supposed to mean. Do I need more caffeine, or does this not make any sense?
The zit is worse today. AAARRRRGGGGHHHHH.
Working on it. The ophthalmologist in town that several people have said is really, really good is booked through early November. However, I’ve made an appointment and if this problem is still ongoing in November he’ll get my problem in his lap.
It’s basically a commissioned artwork/craftwork: on Etsy.com, which is a central site for tons of people who make handmade items, you can request a custom item and put it up for bids. For instance, you might say “I’m looking for a garlic keeper pot with a gothic theme. Can be in metal, ceramic, or opaque glass.” Various sellers will come in and say what they’d do - i.e. “I’ll make you a ceramic pot with a top-closing lid, with black glaze and raised little purple bats all around, for $30 plus shipping.” You go and look at their work and decide who you’d like to commission for the work.
He’s saying that no, it’s not driving you insane, because you were already there. 
Etsy is a website where crafters can sell their goods. It’s not quite ebay since it’s not an auction, but you can see their shops, offer feedback, etc.
Alchemy is a feature there where you can post what you want made for you. For Diosa, it’d be, “Hey, I want a Hester Prynne costume for Halloween” along with details of what specifics you want, how much you want to spend, etc. Then Etsy crafters can basically provide you with bids. They’ll show you things they’ve done already, sketches, their general thoughts and what the cost will be. You then can pick among the bids you get and that person makes it for you.
Or doesn’t, as in Diosa’s case. 
I feel bad since I’ve bought from Etsy multiple times and have only had good experiences.
You, sir, have been mildly whooshed.
Some asshat keyed the Happy Bunny sticker on the back window of my Jeep! :mad: The sticker’s caption was “cute but kind of evil”…either someone thinks I’m not cute, or someone objects to “evil” as a trait to be listed on a sticker. I do find it odd that someone would slash up Happy Bunny, yet leave the 8-bit demon sticker on the rear side window untouched. I’m not even really sure when it happened; the sticker was fine the weekend before last, when I changed the rear wiper blade.
I had one in my ear canal once and always meant to post about it in the Big Zit Thread but never did.
Here’s what I did:
Stood in the shower and let very hot water play on my ear for as long as I could stand it; this brought it to a good head. Washed the canal out carefully with soap and water. Carefully introduced a Q-tip into my ear canal and pressed one side of the zit and heard a startlingly loud “crack” sound. Stared with amazement at the amount of goo on the Q-tip, not believing that I could carry that amount of crud around in my ear canal. Washed the canal out again, then applied some Neosporin with a clean Q-tip.
I know, TMI, but what a relief it was to get rid of it.
I missed this the first time around.
Anyway, I rescind my hate. About two hours ago, things started moving along.
I blame vacation. This happened to me back in August as well. I’ve heard that travel can really back things up. From now on, I’m starting a course of laxatives the day before I go anywhere.
Ooooh, I get jokes! Thanks!
teela brown, that sounds fantastic. Really fantastic. I’m jealous. Even touching the inside of my ear is agony right now, though. I’m hoping it’ll just go away.
Stupid moving with a stupid husband.* I swear, we are NEVER going to get unpacked and having all those stupid boxes everywhere doesn’t seem to phase him one bit!! I spend my nights and weekends deperately trying to get unpacked and he…doesn’t. GRRR!
Also, I have to have a whole body scan next week that includes INJECTIONS over the course of 2 days and I’m on this low iodine diet that is driving me insane. I’m hungry!!
*I really do love him. But…sometimes stupid is the only word to describe him.
Now I’m curious and trying to figure this out - other than avoiding sushi/seafood and iodized salt, is there anything else you have to be careful of? Does it tend to be a low processed foods/low sodium diet because you can’t be sure if that mystery salt is iodized?
I walked down the hallway of the office where I’m working now to head to the bathroom. A woman is walking down the hallway ahead of me, dialing on her cell phone. She places the call, says hello, opens the bathroom door, holds it open for me, and then proceeds into a stall. All while talking on the phone.
Who makes a call just as they’re heading into the can? Especially when someone else is in there?!?
In revenge, I peed just as loud as I possibly could.
Tried reallyreallyreally hard to fart, too. Couldn’t. (“There I sat, broken-hearted …”) I just wanted so badly to make as much embarassing noise as possible, to shame her into never doing that again!
As opposed to my usual MO, which is to make as little noise as possible in the bathroom, like a Potty Ninja.
(damn, now I kinda wish I’d made that my username)