Thor can shove his day, and may this computer be eaten by gerbils.

Every society I want to join meets on thursday nights. But it comes to a head this week when, on the same evening, I am invited to: RAG sponsored firewalking, the cambridge dancers club christmas ball, the bridge club christmas party, maths society call my bluff, and amnesty international letter writing. The only christmas event I’ve even heard of NOT on thursday was christmas formal hall. I’m not even going to mention the math<british>s</british> I’ve got to do.

THOR, SHOVE YOUR FUCKING DAY! Hard, painfully, and I hope it’s chased by exploding carnivorous gerbils!

PEOPLE IN CAMBRIDGE, there are other days. USE SOME IMAGINATION, GUYS.

The computer that completely died as I was typing, ditto.

Gah, this shouldn’t matter to me, but it’s a pain. And sorry, Thor, but I had to vent at someone, and gods’ the obvious choice.

Fuck.

Yeah, Goddamnit!!
Zette

(I can’t stand to see such a lonely rant sitting out there, even if I don’t understand it)

Over their heads Shade, over their heads.

I get it.

[sub]If I count.[/sub]

Zette, Thor’s day = Thursday.

It’s ok, just sit down, and I’ll get you a nice tall gin and tonic, 'k?

I got the “thor day”, but what the hell is RAG sponsored firewalking, math society call my bluff? This is a person of very interesting hobbies.

I just thought it was an odd combination of social events packed on his/her calendar.

Zette

PS- Yondon, that gin better be Tanqueray!! (My favorite)

::Checks bottle, finds Tanqueray label, pours with zest. Opens Tonic water, dips toothpick in, looks at it, smiles, swizzles gin with it. Ah, Just right. Toddles off to find Zette.::

That’s what ya get for going to the “other school,” ya damn Tab.:stuck_out_tongue:

(And for the 'Merkins in the crowd, RAG just means a community service group – in this case I’m assuming doing a firewalking fundraiser)

Do you have the same complaint about Freya?

Thanks for replying, even if it didn’t make any sense. I could have said “Why does everything have to be at the same time.” but would that have been pitworthy?

In case anyone cares, RAG is a student charity, mainly active in RAG week, who raise money in generally fun ways (else students wouldn’t do it) eg. RAG blind dates, RAG sponsored skydiving, etc, bridge is a card game, call my bluff is an old gameshow where you have to guess which definition of a word is correct, but I don’t know what the maths society is going to do it, and probably never will. Sorry, I really don’t know which words are local slang, and which are used in the real world.

Oh, sure. Rant at the god of thunder and lightning. THAT’S a good idea. :rolleyes:

Have you notice that there’s nothing ON Thursday night? That must be why.

(frantically dodges the cobblestones thrown by all the Survivor, CSI, Popstars and Friends fanatics…)

Hey, wait… Antiques Roadshow… damn, I’ll be rock climbing tonight…

<snort>

And they say that Cambridge students don’t live in the real world :wink:

Incidentally, you’re in the maths society? Have you met Kabbes, who I believe is an alumnus?

Miller, was that a good snort or a bad snort or something that went down the wrong way?

Francesca, I don’t know if I’ve met Kabbes. Do I get any hints?

I’ve learnt that dialect can be very important to people. My parents almost divorced over the word ‘ginnel’ (meaning small alleyway, often covered) which mum claimed wasn’t slang - it was a normal english word - and dad claimed wasn’t slang - mum had just made it up.

This must be Thursday. I could never get the hang of Thursdays.

[Office Space paraphrase]
Sounds like someone’s got a case of the Thursday’s![/Office Space paraphrase]

I gotta say that a rant about having too many social engagements to attend doesn’t exactly make my list of top 10 rants. I mean, jeez, learn to master the art of the “token appearance.”

Dissin’ on Thor was quite amusing, though. However, I only counted one “fuck” in the rant. This is the PIT–profanity is included in your final grade.

ElwoodCuse LOL.

FledermausYes. A token appearance. I can:

Walk one foot over hot coals with no training.

Then, cram my barbecued feet into tight formal shoes and dance for half an hour.

Bid someone into an position, and let someone else play it.

Dear Despot, I think your treatment of prisoners is barbaric, and you should…whoops, got to go to Call my Bluff.

(Oh, and apologies to people with real problems, I feel for you. But I do want to rant occaionally.)

Hey Shade, Tabs still suck!:stuck_out_tongue: I’ll see you on the 11th!

Sorry, what?

The Big Match…on the 11th…at Twickenham(!!). Are you sure you go to Cambridge???:wink: