But with the young amount on the brain cells.
Sorry. Good distinction. I want my old MIND in my young body.
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And I want to be able to crouch real low without getting dizzy when I stand back up again.
And that thing with the feet hurting for an hour in the morning, get rid of that too.
But I don't want the acne again. Hell, I still have it.
Who'd'a thunk pooberty lasted til 40?
And, geez....hair in my ears. It doesn't belong there.
I remember not even having any on my chest. Why in my ears all of the sudden?
Thanks guys! In the middle of a rain storm, my mom and I wired the s%!# out of my car. Then got ice cream!
Sigh. Hope the rest of it works out.
S%~~ty s+&%
That is comparable to my s@*@ty day.
I wish I was young again.Oh, H3LL no...
Says the voice of hard-won experience.
Thanks guys! In the middle of a rain storm, my mom and I wired the s@#& out of my car. Then got ice cream!
Sigh. Hope the rest of it works out. It will, though. On a more practical level, my step dad is 2nd in line for re-hiring. But more than that, things will just work out the way they should.
s@#&ty s@#&That is comparable to my s&%@ty day. Not being around people that you have respect (or love or whatever) in a loud uncomfortable situation is really hard. You'll be fine, though, becuase your talented and smart and a good boy! Life's easy when your an optimist.
Sorry Yeux, sounds like a seriously sucktastic day, and it isn’t over yet, because you have to kvetch at the shop yet. Still, there was ice cream involved.
Shiny: Once your friends discover calling you while drunk is a sure way to be hit with a shovel, they’ll quit.
Oiy, forgot to take my thyroid pill on Thursday, and paid for it, in a bad way. Dead tired all Thursday night, migraine all Friday. Took four snorts of an old bottle of migranol I found in the fridge to get through the 10-minute speech I had to give over webcam, and then went to bed. Woke up with the same fricking headache. Managed to pummel it into submission with a saline rinse, two types of nasal spray, a cranberry tablet, an Excedrin migraine, an ibuprofen, an aleve, and a pseudoephedrine. Grabbed a prune, swigged down some diet mt. dew, and headed to work, as I didn’t want an empty stomach with all the crap floating in there and didn’t feel like putting a rolaids on top of it. Was afraid the aspirin would cause me to overheat and hurl as it often does, but about 25 minutes later my stomach gave a little twitch, and the headache started to back off over the course of the next hour. Not forgetting another one of those puppies!
If you want to hear my less sucky suck (tasteless triviality bordering on arrogance), read the f&~#ing spoiler:
** spoiler omitted **
Sounds like you're not getting out of it what you're putting into it.
It isn't trivial. The need for change seems clear.
Ditching them was self indulgent considering the possible consequence of drunk people driving (in the future, you'll just say no when asked), but you never know when an epiphany will occur and leave you with a sudden crystal clear awareness that leaves you forever changed. You looked around, saw things for what they were and despaired, then fled. I can fully understand why. As David Byrne said, "This is not my life."
Heathansson, the way to feel young again is to kill all the people younger than you. On Earth. That way people born on your birthday are the newest people there are. That seems like the path of least resistance.
Either that or buy a convertible and drive around showing yourself off in hopes bevvies of high school senior girls will hop in beg for rides to the liquor store. That's what most guys seem to do.
I can relate about the blood pressure thing when bending... but that used to happen to me when I was fifteen too. I think that comes and goes. It was bugging me a few months ago but I'm fine now and bending like a professional bender on special steroids that enhance the muscles that assist in bending.
Hair in the ears is its own dilemma. Either shun it or embrace it, so... go metrosexual wit da snippahs or weave beads into yo tumbleweeds macrame style.
STYLIN'!
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I used to could party all night like that Greek philosopher dude Voltaire. Now I fall asleep after one beer.
Don't mind me; I had this coffee mug in my household that says "Here's looking at 40." This was when I was 12.
Well, I saw that mug again. And I'll be 40 in 3 months.
Don't mind me; I'm a wanker.
Anybody who doesn't feel like correcting my knowledge of trivia:
~grins~ Heathy is ever serious? Say it ain't so! ~wicked smile~ And Heathy is older than me. (but not by much!)
Leeches and Vampires suck blood...lots of it. Oh! and lawyers and politicians too...
Yeah. Great. Laugh it up, scalyboy.
It'll happen to you too.
Nah, Nah! But you will be hitting 40 first, fuzzball! ~grins~
Leeches and Vampires suck blood...lots of it. Oh! and lawyers and politicians too...
True, but Llamas and Frogs just suck! ~grins and runs~
Leeches and Vampires suck blood...lots of it. Oh! and lawyers and politicians too...True, but Llamas and Frogs just suck! ~grins and runs~
*Looks for sebastian to file a lawsuit on Sharoth to SUCK HIM DRY!
Dragons usually win lawsuits, even when vampire lawyers get involved.Leeches and Vampires suck blood...lots of it. Oh! and lawyers and politicians too...True, but Llamas and Frogs just suck! ~grins and runs~*Looks for sebastian to file a lawsuit on Sharoth to SUCK HIM DRY!
More reason to summon a Pony Lawyer on his dragon behind!
PS: Anybody seen the poodlelord?
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They were the one bright spot in the massive sucking that was Gamma World when White Wolf did it. They were a race of amazon wolf women originally bred to provide "companionship" for lonely miners and loggers. Eventually the escaped and now kill every human male they come across, except the ones they hold on to as "breeding stock."
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They were the one bright spot in the massive sucking that was Gamma World when White Wolf did it. They were a race of amazon wolf women originally bred to provide "companionship" for lonely miners and loggers. Eventually the escaped and now kill every human male they come across, except the ones they hold on to as "breeding stock."
Tell me you're lieing. Even if it's the truth.
A lot depends on it.
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They were the one bright spot in the massive sucking that was Gamma World when White Wolf did it. They were a race of amazon wolf women originally bred to provide "companionship" for lonely miners and loggers. Eventually the escaped and now kill every human male they come across, except the ones they hold on to as "breeding stock."Tell me you're lieing. Even if it's the truth.
A lot depends on it.
I'm afraid I'm going to have to apply the George Washington defense here. I cannot tell a lie, they are real. They also considered penguins to be a delecasie.
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Yeah...you are pretty ancient Mr. Derek person. :P Also, I don't know if I told you this sn or not. This is my first post. yay!I wish I was young again.Oh, H3LL no...
DUDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Welcome aboard! This place has really good people and a ton of info for learning the game.
Man, looking forward to tomorrow, glad you don't have to work...
NOW GET OFF MY LAWN, WHIPPERSNAPPER!!!!!!!!!!!
P.S. China says "hi" :)
Hey drkwizerd, welcome and hello there. I am glad to see you entering the wonderful world of Paizo Messageboards.
BTW, Derek is not the oldest at our table. He is still a youngster who is still wet behind the ears.
Welcome drkwizerd. What do you like to play?Extreme Tic-Tac-Toe is making a comeback.......what?!?
Wow, that game is too hardcore for me. I had never puked from adrenalin before I tried Extreme Tic-Tac-Toe but there it was. I think the electric shocks may have had something to do with it.
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Wow, that game is too hardcore for me. I had never puked from adrenalin before I tried Extreme Tic-Tac-Toe but there it was. I think the electric shocks may have had something to do with it.Welcome drkwizerd. What do you like to play?Extreme Tic-Tac-Toe is making a comeback.......what?!?
Agreed. Never again. I'm still limping.
Agreed. Never again. I'm still limping.Wow, that game is too hardcore for me. I had never puked from adrenalin before I tried Extreme Tic-Tac-Toe but there it was. I think the electric shocks may have had something to do with it.Welcome drkwizerd. What do you like to play?Extreme Tic-Tac-Toe is making a comeback.......what?!?
My uncle Mordecai Hieronymous Jade was one of the inventors of Extreme Tic-Tac-Toe. It's said the in the game will forever represent his sprawled, headless body and the his head itself. Few people survived the early time trials intact.
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Welcome drkwizerd. What do you like to play?
David, he's in my gaming group, and he just started playing RPGs about a month ago. He's a natural, though, and is constantly amazing us with great ideas and insane rolls.
In the game I DM, he's a sorcerer. In the game Kirth DMs, he's a wizard, and the beneficiary of my character's condition of indenture to Sandpoint (we're running RotRL).
Being too Emo to save a life.
Wanting to save a life but being rejected because meds I took when I was 11 (eleven!) make me an AIDS risk. Somehow. Even though I had no chance of exposure.
Driving home through -----, East Texas, last night after a 15-hour workday, I see a 55 mph ahead limit sign. I slow to 55 mph; my passenger sees a cop car and says, "good thing you slowed down." Nonetheless, the cop car pulls me over, the cop sees I have a rental vehicle from out of town, and gleefully writes me a ticket for going "56 mph in a 45 mph zone."
I say, "Pardon me, officer, I'm not trying to contradict you, but the sign I just passed said Speed Limit 55." Cop smiles -- he knows daggone well the sign says 55. He replies, "I said it's 45 mph. I'm writing you a citation. Sign here." I can either pay the ticket, or take a day of leave without pay to drive all the way the hell out there and contest it, which would cost me more than the ticket. Which he knows full well.
I'm not sure why he didn't just rob me at gunpoint and cut out all the paperwork.
(Name of town censored in case any local cops from there are reading this).
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Driving home through -----, East Texas, last night after a 15-hour workday, I see a 55 mph ahead limit sign. I slow to 55 mph; my passenger sees a cop car and says, "good thing you slowed down." Nonetheless, the cop car pulls me over, the cop sees I have a rental vehicle from out of town, and gleefully writes me a ticket for going "56 mph in a 45 mph zone."
I say, "Pardon me, officer, I'm not trying to contradict you, but the sign I just passed said Speed Limit 55." Cop smiles -- he knows daggone well the sign says 55. He replies, "I said it's 45 mph. I'm writing you a citation. Sign here." I can either pay the ticket, or take a day of leave without pay to drive all the way the hell out there and contest it, which would cost me more than the ticket. Which he knows full well.
I'm not sure why he didn't just rob me at gunpoint and cut out all the paperwork.
(Name of town censored in case any local cops from there are reading this).
Livingston, perhaps? Polk County is known for creative ticketing...