Do whatever you want, shoe, but in case you didn’t know, there have been quite a few calls in that thread for the OP to return and clarify some points.
STOP SENDING ME ANTI-VAX MESSAGES ON FACEBOOK.
Fucking idiots. No, I don’t want to watch a video of Andrew Wakefield bloviating. No, I don’t give a shit that you just know that your child’s autism was caused by vaccines. No, I’m not being mean to you when I point this out. No, you did not give birth to a medical degree in autism research just because you give birth to a child with autism. No, a youtube video is not evidence of anything but basic computer skills. Shut up, already you dumb shit.
And since this is the pit, it’s April and I should not be this cold!
Seconded. It’s 35 degrees with a kickin’ wind outside which makes it closer to 20-something. On April 15th. In North By-God Kakalak. I’d be able to take this if it didn’t randomly go up to 70 degrees every couple of days.
I dunno, I’ve made a point to block the one person who fills her facebook with stupid political and religious crap (won’t drop her because her husband is a gaming buddy), but I have pretty much promised myself that I will either block or drop anyone filling my feed with crap.
So, LavenderBlue? Block the Bitch.
When I was in a relationship, I constantly had guys flirting and whatnot with me, and now that I’m single and ready to seriously date again, the well has run dry.
It’s either people who are only looking for hook-ups, good candidates who happen to live too far away (1 hour or further), or the guy who I clicked with on the first date, but then when meeting him for drinks on a Sunday Funday, he admitted that he and some friends had partaken of some powdered substance earlier in the day (some of his friends were visiting from out-of-state for a former co-worker’s birthday) and my subsequent reaction pretty much sealed the deal on that one.
My old roommate says that there are guys who want to date me, but are afraid to approach me. I suck at dating.
After I mocked her on our anti-vax wall of shame. Ha.
It’s snowing. It’s the middle of April and it is snowing outside here in NJ. Apparently we’re only allotted a lousy three days of spring each year.
We seem to be trying to head right into summer here.
I bought two chicken fillets from the supermarket yesterday for my dinner tonight, and I can’t find them. Anywhere.
You will. Two days, tops.
Ya, thanks so much elucidator. 
Unless you have cats. Then you will never find them. They read your shopping list and lie in wait for you to return from the supermarket.
My mother just forwarded me an email that starts off with some coincidences between American presidents, then rapidly escalates to the $20 bill predicting 9/11.
She has never sent anything like this before, and if I point out how ridiculous it is, she’ll think I’m trying to make her look stupid. I think I’ll just ignore it.
Did “anywhere” include the car, shopping cart or similar?
Know a dog you can borrow?
When I was in college, my great-grandmother B started to get dementia. There was a lot of talk between her two children about how to handle the situation. My grandma S, B’s daughter, had spent most of her adult life sticking close to B and helping to take care of her and her house before things go really bad. B’s son, M, however, was her favorite. M didn’t visit much but he felt entitled to take control of B, her house and her finances when her health got bad. This led to crazy amounts of fighting between M and S that had to be settled in court. However, before the settlement, M took it upon himself to pay the neighbors to “take care” of B’s house.
This brings me to the subject of my rant today. I found out that the neighbors took such good care of B’s house that they helped M steal all of B’s things and then left it to rot. B’s house was condemned and torn down not long ago. My parents were in the area and took pictures of the now empty lot. I feel so silly for being emotionally attached to a house but I have so many fond memories of that house. It was where we stayed when we visited when I was little. I remember many a Christmas and Thanksgiving there. It’s all gone now. It’s all gone because a grown man couldn’t come to an agreement with a grown woman like adults do. Sometimes I am ashamed to be related to these people.
Did you maybe forget them in the store?
slalexan, that really sucks. You expect grown-up people to behave like grown-up people, and sometimes they just don’t.
Use your fucking turn signals! I almost got run over by a car today because I thought he was going straight when he was turning.
Also, it seems that there are so many sick people on the buses these days. I was going to make a comment here and say that they should stay home, but as someone mentioned earlier in this thread (Chimera, I think,) it’s not always possible.
Other than that, though, my life isn’t so bad at the moment and I don’t have much to rant about.
I’d be on my 8th sick day in a row if I stayed home every day I felt sick. Obviously that wouldn’t be conducive to keeping my job. Instead I’m just doing what I can and zoning out when I need a short break.
I had two plastic bins on my deck. I tried to start a worm bin in them last year until I got a fruit fly infestation. I put them outside over the winter to kill everything before I started again. I planned on restarting the bin this weekend.
So what do I see when I get home today? The bins are filthy, cracked, and there’s remnants of mulch in the bottom of them. Fuck that worm bin idea, I guess. :mad:
Next time I see my landlord I’m going to oh-so-casually ask who broke my bins and let him know that mildly irritated me. Those were **my **bins, dammit!