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  • jordan burroughs is a monster but iran's team is really damn good.  love watching wrestling, glad they're keeping it in the olympics in spite of whoever the hell wanted to drop it.
    And as he slept he dreamed a dream, and this was his dream.
  • MishgulMishgul Trondheim, Norway
    two more wins for that playoff spot. COME ON PACERS

    -

    One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important

    As drawn by Shayde
    hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae
  • KasyaKasya Tennessee
    I broke down and bought a new computer for Achaea. Which is to say I bought a cheap laptop with a 15" screen to use in place of my 10" tablet/laptop 2 in 1. So that's a rave, but I'm still adjusting to the full keyboard and I keep hitting the wrong keys. Minor rant.
  • Sea World was absolutely amazing. The first dolphin show alone was worth the admission price.

    San Diego zoo was pretty great too, but I prefer the Omaha zoo (San Diego is bigger but Omaha feels like more of an experience rather than just a collection of animals you get to see, and the park was easier to navigate).

    Mini non-rave - wife booked our hotel in an extremely sketchy part of LA.

  • If you don't mind DRM protected eBooks, you want to read/own the first four parts of A Song of Ice and Fire, you're not absolutely destitute, and you don't have a vendetta against Google, try this.

    https://play.google.com/store/books/details/George_R_R_Martin_George_R_R_Martin_s_A_Game_of_Th?id=Oq8CCAAAQBAJ
    And as he slept he dreamed a dream, and this was his dream.
  • MelodieMelodie Port Saint Lucie, Florida
    So cheap! I tend to prefer actual physical books to hold but I might actually get this.
    And I love too                                                                          Be still, my indelible friend
    That love soon might end                                                         You are unbreaking
    And be known in its aching                                                      Though quaking
    Shown in this shaking                                                             Though crazy
    Lately of my wasteland, baby                                                 That's just wasteland, baby
  • KyrraKyrra Australia
    I picked up the entire A Song of Fire and Ice series to read through Borrow Box. Granted, I did have to wait a week for the fourth book to become available, it was a pretty good alternative to buying them. 

    Really wish that Borrow Box had a lot more titles to choose from, but I discovered a deep appreciation for audio books for my hour long afternoon walks. 
    (D.M.A.): Cooper says, "Kyrra is either the most innocent person in the world, or the girl who uses the most innuendo seemingly unintentionally but really on purpose."

  • After dozing off from eating half a jar of marmalade and most of the chocolate goldmine I found in a sun baked dumpster next to the group home off of 178th by the Tan Republic, the warming belly of free chocolate and the rousing epic tale I read with the joyous wonder of a child first hearing someone read The Three Bears, except it was a fuel receipt I just can't put down. I dozed off and dreamed of a memory that happened long ago, when I was just a little boy, 29, maybe still just 30 years old, I'm not sure. I still wet the bed, so it was probably around then, when I had finally saved up and got a Rolls Royce, I loved that slim Jim and boosted that as my first car.

    Just outside of west Philadelphia where I was born and raised, a place I had spent most of my days but before they put the playground in. I got pulled over out in the middle of nowhere for doing 75 in a 55, or maybe you should know they had a warrant on me but I pulled over after doing 75 to make a speeding charge wipe my slate clean but yeah that didn't work out how it did in my head.

    Officer: "Good evening sir, do you know why I pulled you over tonight?"

    Exhaling a sigh to the repetition of these automobile escapes into loving daydream down lonely roads I travel alone. My mittened hand trained with dexterous accuracy despite digits yearning for emancipation I deprive them in the pink woolen snow mitten. I lower the volume knob, ever so slowly, sadly. The sensation I feel in hand, is one of power. I alone firmly master the tamed savage beauty in that mahogany dial, for I am the master of song. Pope level food chain dominant as unrivaled orchestrator of an Opera who is slave to me. 

    Feeling the luxuriously crafted yet forgotten to unperceptive fools otherwise, a beauty crafted with the care indigenous fingers a world away made thousands a time over, if just the hope that it may please the observant want they call -me. Holding the volume knob, I pray my fingertips don't betray their gracious craftsmanship with the anger I might some how channel through back to them. I pray they cannot feel my resentment bore not for them, no, it was for the peace officer who, as I have it, used a battering ram to violate an entry into my sanctity, my church, to disrupt my congregation of crescendo and song, a man and his curious friends bleat in chorus to which I bellow as leading centerpiece, to me, how a more talented Pavarotti must sound. 

    Eyeing me suspiciously and noting my Versace necktie is the only clothing disrupting an otherwise perfect birthday suit, the officer gulps nervously as I stare straight ahead, still performing my song as an artist must see through, allows me to finish. 

    Unseen by him, the concert of a lifetime plays only in my head. The playful melody of enthusiastic muppets fades ominously lower; while unseen to the world outside my head - the eery sixth sense the officer cannot ascertain from having not yet fully evolving a human perception I alone possess the officer feels something he can't quite put his finger on, and I know he feels me bow to the audience that roars, my muppets gracefully bowing with careful eyes on me to stop this intruder before Act II. I feel my livelihood threatened, my human form always untrustworthy to racist little ones that cannot feel my undying adoration for every last one of them.

    Free from restraint only song can chain me to lovingly, and now robbed of my only anchor to sanity; the dial is now felt fully left and dead silence abounds, a fully clockwise but invisible dial of rage is throttling in hells fury. In my think. Beckoning out to me, surely it must be true, the Muppets hark for vengeance with flailing arms and wailing cries that manifest my physical form to elicit The death stare of universal intent. Like an eerie barn owl unnaturally swiveling a serious stare to the left and his eyes locked with mine, aghast to my sadist fury, burning columns of hellfire into his soul, I reply,

    "You pulled me over because your children call you a superhero. And your power is to transform into a flag left on a fireplace."

    Fades to black. A suppressed muzzle crack slushes what might be a melon. The only audible singularity to break the silence with music... once ruled by muppets

    Fin~
    I -am- the Cataclysm Switchblade.
  • JurixeJurixe Where you least expect it
    If you have Steam and/or Origins, and about 5 USD to spare, you need dis.

    https://www.humblebundle.com/?origin2_bundle&utm_source=Social&utm_medium=Link&utm_campaign=Humble Origin Bundle 2

    Dragon Age, Dragon Age 2, Mass Effect 2, Plants vs Zombies Garden Warfare...I mean come on!

    !!!!!!

    Basically I love anything with Dragon Age in it as it is what caused me to really get into fantasy games in the first place.
    If you like my stories, you can find them here:
    Stories by Jurixe and Stories by Jurixe 2 

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  • Kandra said:
    I tasted a mango for the first time today. :o I get it now.
    Mangoes taste alright, but overripe ones smell like dog shit :/

  • KyrraKyrra Australia
    I love mangoes and the five acres of land that I live on, came with 100 mango trees. I developed an allergy against mango pollen, but access to so many free mangos each year is just awesome. 
    (D.M.A.): Cooper says, "Kyrra is either the most innocent person in the world, or the girl who uses the most innuendo seemingly unintentionally but really on purpose."

  • MishgulMishgul Trondheim, Norway
    I cant eat fruit or vegetables

    -

    One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important

    As drawn by Shayde
    hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae
  • edited April 2015
    Mishgul said:
    I cant eat fruit or vegetables
    Whhhaaa???
    "Kit always gets blood everywhere."
    Medi says, "If kit says to show up somewhere, bring an apron."
    Medi says, "Rule of thumb."

  • I did a good deed for a stranger today and it made me feel good :)
    "Kit always gets blood everywhere."
    Medi says, "If kit says to show up somewhere, bring an apron."
    Medi says, "Rule of thumb."

  • Looking back on it, I really should have dropped the mike rather than given it back to him... but I didn't think of that, and I probably would have broken it or something. Still, it was fun, even if it is unlikely to make it onto the university's admissions page... heh heh... the tour guides hate me, that one weird kid who's always chain smoking outside the library.
  • Or you could put that in the bank/invest, and find another job after a week! :D

  • Or... you know... just buy lots of credits in Achaea...
  • She might die before the investment or savings pay off. Should go traveling
  • TharvisTharvis The Land of Beer and Chocolate!
    Was a pretty funny day today, go to campus to attend a lecture (now, I can hear some of you going : "A lecture? booooring") But that's not the point!
    We go to the building, name of the room we have to go to in hand, and walk up to an escape plan (hoorah fire security!) to figure out how to get there.
    "Look, according to this map, there should be a staircase we can take to the floor to the right behind us."
    So we turn around, and only see a wall for.. almost the entire corridor. So we walk to the nearest door, classroom. Turn around, go to the other side of the corridor, open a door there, classroom.
    (Now, some of you may call this a rant, but, the best part about it all was.. This was the education building dedicated to architecture and general building plans. Just imagine, building filled with architecture students, assistants and professors.. and they can't even draw a mildly accurate layout map)
    Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!"
    Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
    Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."

  • edited April 2015
    Maybe it was a post-modern layout? You know, rejecting normative standards of Maps being accurate? By denying the convenience of obeying the map and thus avoiding the existential horror of not knowing where your lecture is, the post-modern map maker, by providing a map of intensities and impressions, you were able to experience walking to class as a more authentic human subject?

    Or...

    Maybe it was actually just a really really really detailed map and you didn't notice it. The building is the map of itself, scaled 1 to 1! Maybe the map was a social-political commentary on the prevalence of 'big-data' and all social truth claims being mediated through a quantification rather than an appeal to genuine subjective experience, i.e. the building-as-map being an appeal to take notice of the plurality of human social-constructs, such as education buildings?
  • Work started off a mess today and I was super aggravated about people's bs. My supervisor though is amazing and came through for me, we are sadly probably going to be separated soon when I go to my new dept in a couple weeks. I was all up in my head being anxious about a trip I have to take next week and got yanked out of it by my coworker having a severe asthma attack - someone went and got my nebulizer from my house so she could avoid a crazy e.r. bill and people took shifts staying with her to make sure she was okay. A bunch of my coworkers and I started a church together recently and we do donations for dinners at work on Friday and the food turned out amazing today and people have been really supportive, even people who don't want to be a part of the church. We will probably be able to afford to keep the building. It came together despite all of us being exhausted and overwhelmed a bit this week. Some days my job is ridiculously stupid but I love the hell out of my work family and how we take care of each other.
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