Hate, contemptible hate.

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  • edited December 2009
    DI you sound like such a lazy sack of shit right now. Waa waa I need medical care. Waa I can't afford it. Waa. Nobody owes you anything, buddy. You got that? Your doctors don't owe you anything. Your government doesn't owe you anything. I don't owe you anything. Quit thinking that you're so fucking entitled to the product of another man's labor. Furthermore, try not being a pussy and negotiate for once. Remember that you don't owe those thieving nut socks anything, either.

    I have been avoiding this forum for the past couple of days because I felt so terrible for posting this as soon as I hit SUBMIT. You're a human being, for God's sake, DI. A HUMAN BEING. I'm sorry.
  • edited December 2009
    Di never replied to you, but I did, and harshly at that. I'm sorry, John. I shoudl know better by now than to think you are that radical of an asshole. Though i still dislike you in general.
  • edited December 2009
    Oh we will change that hatred someday. We will warp it into something monstrous and beautiful. ;D
  • edited December 2009
    probably not, you're insane.
  • edited December 2009
    YAY EVERYTHING'S BACK TO NORMAL
  • edited December 2009
    I think I would find the world a duller place without a few people like John around. Maybe he just gets caught up in the hyperbole sometimes.
  • edited December 2009
    Or you could, like, ASK me if that's the case instead of prodding at me with neutrons and then measuring the rate of decomposition. :/

    To answer your assumption, though: hyperbole is my favorite device in the English language.
  • edited December 2009
    I don't understand. Ask you if you got carried away with hyperbole?
  • edited December 2009
    Of course I start coming down with a cold the day before Matt comes home for Christmas break.
  • edited December 2009
    This is just one of those days when the entire world is trying to piss me off, and it's doing a fairly good job of it. If I can just survive until the end of the day without beheading anyone, I can go to the gym and work out until I'm no longer angry.
  • edited December 2009
    I had the most pessimistic, stupid customer I've ever had to deal with today. He did everything that a customer can do wrong.
  • edited December 2009
    Stupid trains don't work in the snow. I can't make it back into the city again today. We only had a little snow.
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    Lazy LIRR.
  • edited December 2009
    Yeah! Just a FEW flakes and they all like, "OMG!!1! Thares SNOW! We cant werk in teh SNOW!!1!"
  • edited December 2009
    I texted a friend of mine around 2 pm yesterday asking if he wanted to hang out at Barnes & Noble later that night. I never heard back from him so I just went alone. Then at 4 am, when Matt and I were sleeping soundly, he texted me back telling me he hadn't noticed my text until then.
  • edited December 2009
    Argh, that's happened to me so many times. It's like "Seriously?"

    Then again, I've done that to other people before too, lol. Whoops!

    Snow is actually kind of a buzz kill. A few years ago in high school there was "snow" on the ground, which meant there was maybe 5 inches that didn't really stay 5 inches and there was ice on the roads, and classes were cancelled. I was like SWEET and invited a bunch of people to go out to lunch, and a BUNCH of people bailed on me because they didn't want to drive in the snow.
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    edited December 2009
    So, was I the only one who got hit by that blizzard but got nothing? I can still see some grass in my back yard. I was hoping for at least the 5 1/2" they were predicting as the minimum.
  • edited December 2009
    I-I have never seen snow. :(
  • edited December 2009
    Perhaps someday you will.
  • edited December 2009
    Intercontinental snowball fight?
  • edited December 2009
    Now I'm trying to imagine some way to deliver a payload of 1 snowball halfway across the world.
  • edited December 2009
    ICBSB?
  • edited December 2009
    I think we need a rocket scientist, a refrigeration expert, and a robotics engineer.
  • edited December 2009
    That sentence could apply to virtually anything, X.
  • edited December 2009
    Fuck you, James Cameron.
  • edited December 2009
    Welp, I officially hate my life.
  • edited December 2009
    My sister's dad stole all of our remotes and a gift card of hers.
  • edited December 2009
    ?
  • edited December 2009
    He doesn't live with us.
  • edited December 2009
    Bruce, what happened?
  • edited December 2009
    Tonight Matt and I went to a wedding and one of our friends had way too much to drink. To the point that he could barely walk or sit up straight (At one point I was holding him up in his chair). The whole night another of our friends who we'll call "McDouche" had been saying that his dad would be more than happy to play designated driver to him and some of the guys, including the hopelessly drunk one. So when our drunk friend was starting to get really far gone and pass out, I suggest to McDouche that he call for the ride.

    He responded that his phone was dead. Several people offered to let him use their phone. He laughed it off and said "Oh we'll sober him (drunk friend) up."

    Now I've never really cared all that much for McDouche, but I've always tried to give him he benefit of the doubt. Tonight, however, was the straw that broke the camel's back. I was absolutely disgusted that he would rather hang out and flirt than get one of his best friends home when he so clearly needed to.

    And yes I realize that our drunk friend is an adult and should be more responsible with his drinking habits. But if you can't rely on one of your best friends to help you when you need it, who the hell can you rely on?