You might wish to start cultivating the good will of potential ride share buddies some time soon.
Heathen! 
Hockey season is the only thing that gets me through the winter. 
Nope, because there’s nobody I work with who lives out this way. I catch a bus to work anyway, so in terms of work it doesn’t bother me so much. It’s just that if I have to go to town for any other reason, or if I have to go anywhere else on the train line, I’ve got to allot extra time and it’s just a pain in my ass.
Just watching the news with all the back-to-school bullshit, and one mother stands out. She was complaining that her kid has to bus 90 minutes to school - she’ll be on the bus so long, and it leaves so early, and her kid will miss out on sleep, yadda yadda yadda. Then we find out that the mother CHOSE to send her kid to a special school that is so far away - shut your entitled piehole, woman! No complaining about things you chose for yourself!
Hockey’s the one on ice, right? It hasn’t been easy, but I’m starting to get them straight.
Halloween is TWO FUCKIN’ MONTHS away, take that shit down!
Er, did she say what solution she wanted? Pick the school building up and move it closer?
So, I thought it would be cool to have Pandora on my phone. But you have to have version 4.3 of the OS and I have 4.2. Meh, how hard could it be to update the software?
I’ll tell ya how hard. Started this journey on Monday and now it’s Thursday and I finally got the updated software and Pandora downloaded to my phone and I go to try it out.
And my headphones are too big for the jack.
I’m pissed that I can’t enjoy the visually exciting, sappy kid’s movie **Rio **because, as a longtime bird person, I can’t get past the realities of exotic bird smuggling. That first scene broke my heart.
Presumably you have to get to the bus line – can you go to the end–where the express bus picks up? You’ll be going against traffic, so it’s quicker in theory, right? Or am I completely missing the dynamics of the situation?
I am so stealing this! I already use, “Football’s the one with the pointy ends, right?” Eventually everyone learns not to talk sports with me.
Flies.
Seriously, WHAT THE FUCK?
I’m on a third floor apartment. I leave my deck open whenever the weather is nice. My cat likes going out there. I keep catnip and grass (the oats/wheat/barley mix stuff) growing out there for her. I’ve been here 2.5 years. Sure, there is the occasional fly coming in or two but it has never been a bother.
Until last night. About 9pm I notice there are a few flies zipping around. I go to kill them, as per usual. To my horror, there are roughly 20 of them swarming around my torchier lamp. Spent a while hunting them down and killing them to a one.
When I went to work, I left the glass doors open, but the screen closed. When I come home, there are roughly FORTY of those little motherfuckers on it, about half on the inside (there is a small gap on one side). FORTY FUCKING FLIES?!?!?!? I slde the door closed, and have killed 7 flies in my apartment this evening.
Other than that there is no huge reek, I’d be tempted to ask if my downstairs neighbors are dead or something. I can’t imagine where that many flies are coming from to be on my third floor deck. They certainly are not coming from anything within my apartment.
I FUCKING HATE FLIES!!!
No.
I live on the train line just around the corner from my local station, and the non-express bus route will follow the train line as closely as it can on suburban roads, with stops next to each train station. I also live about 25 or so km from the end of the line where the express bus will be going from. So to get there, I’d have to backtrack about half an hour or so to get to the end of the line, then get the express bus back up.
There’s nothing that can be done about it, I’m just kvetching because it’s a pain, but you’ve got to live with it.
Spring has sprung and hay fever has set in already.
Oh, it’s very adaptive, the pointy ball, the orange ball, the one with the stick. Use it with my blessing
Dear Apartment Manager: I love you (I really do!), but scheduling the laundry room remodel during the week before Labor Day is just really fucking rude. Yes, I know the original plan was to have everything ready to go today. But, as we both know, nothing you plan ever, *ever *gets done on time. That’s okay, but I **really **hate having to go to the damn laundromat on the Friday night before I go on vacation!
Perhaps; or maybe she wants the school to start at noon so her daughter can sleep longer.
Haven’t received my confirmation for my math class that starts Wednesday.
“I’m not getting my money’s worth on this special school - they are only in session for 3 hours!”
or
“I can’t believe I have to delay dinner until my daughter finally gets home from school - what bizarre hours they have!”
Heh heh, it’s probably more like “Why won’t this school send a taxi every day for my child - after all, she is the most important speshul snowflake out there!”
My wireless mouse died and now I’m using an old one with a tail and a track ball. I play hack and slash games, the tail keeps getting me killed! (that’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it)
The wireless one was only 6 months old. I tried changing batteries, resetting it, everything. I’d complain about Logitech, but I think its more because if I forget to put it in my drawer when I’m at work, I find it on the floor. I should probably be ranting at myself, because my purrfect, innocent cats wouldn’t play on my desk while I’m gone :dubious:
yeah, I know this is a very lame 1st world problem, but I got killed 4 times in Hellgate, gosh darnit!!!
Yeah, I was in Safeway at 6 o’clock this morning and they had a special Halloween display all ready to go. And in this country, there’s a long weekend (Labour Day) and Thanksgiving between now and Halloween.
My mini-rant: Dear Big TV Company, when my partner submits an invoice to the appropriate party, it shouldn’t take seven weeks to find out that the appropriate party has gone on an extended leave of absence. Maybe when a key person is out for two months, you should consider placing an “out of office” on his email & voicemail, or even have somebody else check it?
And don’t think we’re paying our cable bill until you pay our invoice. We billed you a full month before you billed us.
Intersection of 202 and 183?