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A bad one:
I just had a chat with my oldest pal. He told me that a former school friend of ours (Dave), who’s 37, has two kids, and is a really nice guy, went into hospital just before Christmas. Apparently, he’s got some form of cancer that just sprung out of nowhere, and is so bad the doctors deem surgery a waste of time. He’s only got a few months to live. :-(
(I made the above comment at the start of January this year,)
Well, I got a call from my pal this morning. Dave died last night.
Even though we all knew it was coming, it's still a shock to hear the news. :-(
Damn. I don't really know what to say...
His poor family.
Well, I got a call from my pal this morning. Dave died last night.
Even though we all knew it was coming, it's still a shock to hear the news. :-(
I am so very sorry.
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Hope you're OK, Kruelaid.
I'll look up Weihai (that's still where you're at, right?) on my brand-new National Geographic massive fold-out map. The one from the latest issue, which I got to help me better empathise with my new sister-in-law.
I'll send you positive thoughts, but on a more practical level, what aid agencies are working in the area?
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my new sister-in-law
For me ... Opening up MySpace to find a letter from that <insert several unflattering explitives> of a girlfriend I had lived with (and then left - she had way too many boyfriends) almost 22 years ago. Like there's a person I needed to have tracked me down after all these years...
For me ... Opening up MySpace to find a letter from that <insert several unflattering explitives> of a girlfriend I had lived with (and then left - she had way too many boyfriends) almost 22 years ago. Like there's a person I needed to have tracked me down after all these years...
Myspace page = I FINALLY FOUND YOU! signed, Stalker.
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Actually, I do have superpowers that act up occasionally. Combine that with some daddy issues and feelings of abandonment, you've got yourself a good dark superhero!! Whooo! You may call me Gamma, Mistress of ALL. :D
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Florida.
Florida sucks.
Another thing, vacation.
Vacation sucks.
One more. My Family.
My family sucks.
Combine the three and you have Ultimate Suckage.
Let me run through some points for each of the three.
Florida----Sporadic and ridiculous insect swarming during their respective mating times.
----Wildfire season. 81 of them while I was there. One within 3/4 of a mile of my parents place while I was there. The smell of charred palm trees will stay with me forever.
----Hurricane season. Avoiding this places you squarely into the other two seasons.
Vacation----plunging yourself into a foreign environ and having to rely upon others to have some level of competence to assist you in your folly. I prefer to call this "panicked babysitting in a weird locale that while sometimes beautiful, is probably not gonna be safe....especially if they set the whole friggin' state this is occurring in on fire" for lack of a smaller description.
Family----Someone to point out, in a stealthy fashion that you only realize happened after a few minutes of thought or a review of the tape, every damn perceived flaw in your person. People to try to see if you can still experience a sense of guilt. People who will show petty little emotions like envy and jealousy by picking on the tiniest and most ridiculous stuff to make themselves feel better. One of many examples-2 HR+ flight, small breakfast, no lunch, 2 hour drive after landing, no snack, my ex-Ms. Delaware contestant/ex-model wife has a second helping of dinner and is "joked" at for 9 days at every meal that "You better eat before she gets to it" and "I bet she'll be able to eat that". Of course I finally blew up at you morons, stop messing with my wife, dammit!
Never again. I'll be down for your funerals, a$$holes.
They say you can choose your friends but you can't choose your family.
I say f*ck family, I can choose to not have any.
Glad I wasted a couple grand to hang out with you ignorant, self-centered, money-hungry, envy-filled, self-contradictory haters.
I correct my earlier statement, I'll be down for Dad's funeral. At least he tries to be decent.
I hate that Mom can make me feel so much anger.
Dyer's Eve is one of my favs for a reason. You don't like me but you made me this way!
I am sorry that you had such a sucky time down there Fakey. Next time if you want to vacation somewhere, you can always try Savannah, GA. I would just suggest not doing so durning the summer, since it goes to hot and humid over here.
Cripes, talk about giving your poor wife a complex. Good for you going off on them.
What Beeler said. With you 100% Fakey. Don't let nobody mess with your lady, and over the years, I have pressed that point home to a few people.
No. Body.
Good for you, man.
I'll send you positive thoughts, but on a more practical level, what aid agencies are working in the area?
Right now the only aid is the PLA... but then that is a massive resource. There is food, medicine, temporary shelter and there are doctors enough for millions of people and the Chinese somehow got it organized and on site in the first 12-48 hours.
There were over 100,000 PLA soldiers on the scene, set up, by the morning after. Nobody hesitated to open up their buildings to the public provided the buildings were undamaged. Man, when stuff like this happens you can really appreciate the good things about Chinese culture.
Man, when stuff like this happens you can really appreciate the good things about Chinese culture.
They were also kind enough to offer the U.S. $5 million worth of aid for Katrina. Pretty cool.
Sometimes I wish there was something like an “army reserve” type agreement to allow people to leave work for a few weeks a year to fly overseas (or heck, there are plenty of areas at home that need help too) and help with disasters or establish better living conditions and not have to worry about still having a job or feeding their kids when they got back.
Man, when stuff like this happens you can really appreciate the good things about Chinese culture.They were also kind enough to offer the U.S. $5 million worth of aid for Katrina. Pretty cool.
Sometimes I wish there was something like an “army reserve” type agreement to allow people to leave work for a few weeks a year to fly overseas (or heck, there are plenty of areas at home that need help too) and help with disasters or establish better living conditions and not have to worry about still having a job or feeding their kids when they got back.
The US government's handling of Katrina.
The Chinese governments handling of Chengdu.
Hmmm. Interesting comparison.
I saw footage of the Chinese prime minister talking to a crying orphan the day after the earthquake. I've never watched a grown man speak to a child who just lost her entire family but I don't think even the finest man of the cloth could have done better.
Now I am imagining George Bush doing the same thing.
Actually, I do have superpowers that act up occasionally. Combine that with some daddy issues and feelings of abandonment, you've got yourself a good dark superhero!! Whooo! You may call me Gamma, Mistress of ALL. :D** spoiler omitted **
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I love you.
Hail damage.
All Hail Damage!
Is this like the wandering damage table my DM keeps threatening us with?
Worst part of hail damage= aluminum siding. Insurance will pay, but styles of siding change and yours is always no-longer-available.
Hail damage.
You and yours ok in that big weather you've been having down there? Seems like there's been some pretty bad storms pretty much every day somewhere in the South and Plains.
Hail damage.
*calls her Mummy*
I love you.(You do realise we're in danger of turning the 'Suck' thread into the 'Awww, shucks' thread?)
(And people wonder why we love these boards...)
I'm thinking and meditatining about everyone today. And tonight I'll be drinkin' about it too!
Break it up! This thread is about misery, dammit!
Working two twelve hour days back to back sucks Major Monkey Butt (he was my commanding officer during my record breakingly brief stint in the armed services*). And I'm very worried about having to do another one tomorrow when all I really want is to punch out at 6 or 7 and get myself a fine meal and a big pitcher of beer.
Book Expo of America, you're killing me. Coworkers leaving to have babies on company time: why the hell can't you just put the kid to work? I mean all their limbs are where they should be, right? How hard can it be to cut a straight line with an exacto knife? Ridiculous.
*(addendum for the gullible/uninformed)
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Break it up! This thread is about misery, dammit!
Working two twelve hour days back to back sucks Major Monkey Butt (he was my commanding officer during my record breakingly brief stint in the armed services*). And I'm very worried about having to do another one tomorrow when all I really want is to punch out at 6 or 7 and get myself a fine meal and a big pitcher of beer.
Book Expo of America, you're killing me. Coworkers leaving to have babies on company time: why the hell can't you just put the kid to work? I mean all their limbs are where they should be, right? How hard can it be to cut a straight line with an exacto knife? Ridiculous.
*(addendum for the gullible/uninformed)** spoiler omitted **
Bunch of m#%*!%~**@~#s...
It really depends on what you're cutting. When I use them to remove "imperfections," it takes a few minutes for the nerve endings to go dead. After that, straight lines galore.
"I have no recollection of that event, senator."
Overly dramatic students accusing you of trying to fail them. Especially when you're not going anything different for them when compared to everyone else. And proctoring said student's exam several hours before your own final exam that you need to do well on in order to get an A in the class.
And then go home knowing you'll still have to grade exams on Monday.
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This only sucks a little, but I feel that it needs to be posted out of sheer bizarre-ness:
The drummer for my band has some sort of flu-ish bug, so we decided not to practice today. The problem therein lies in the fact that I've taken to storing my equipment at work and taking it home on weekends.
Today, I couldn't get a ride from the guitar player, and quickly found myself in a bit of a pickle.
Anyway, I ended up packing up my adapters, microphone, and cable into a backpack, hoisting my amplifier onto my head, and humping the whole lot five miles to a friend's house to ask if I could borrow their car.
To an outsider, I must have looked like some sort of bizarre heavy-metal Gunga Din: a scruffy guy with thick glasses and a Black Flag shirt hoofing it over wooded back roads while carrying a thirty pound amp on his head. At least I got to borrow the car...
Ooo. That sucks.
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McDonalds sucks.
Their fries suck.
Their drive through that gets my order right never sucks.
Two happy meals, one with a Speed Racer car and one with a Speed Racer tote bag, when you have two toddlers that want a Speed Racer car,
sucks.
GIRLS LIKE CARS TOO, D@$*~!&S!!!
Their fries suck.
Sorry about the strep. That reeeeeeeeeally sucks.
I want to kick Florida in the ass for you.
Dude, can't you tell them to give you two f$**ing cars?
Like say, "put two cars in the bag or I'll drive through the window" or some kind of smack like that.
Or tell them "two cars in the meals otherwise my kids are gonna come in and have tantrums at the front desk for 30 minutes."