I had the most wonderful talk with an old friend last night, and now I am inordinately cheerful. As you might imagine, it's pissing everyone around me off no end, which makes me even happier.
Possibility of getting paid for volunteer work over Christmas, too. ^^
OH WHAT A MARVELOUS DAY FOR GAMERS..... Tom Clancy's The Division which was supposed to be for xbox one and ps4 only got announce that it will be on the PC as well!! over 100k gamers voiced their opinions over a petition and we was heard woot!
Moving day with Dad went surprisingly well. Everything fit where it needed to, timing worked out for the various portions, and best of all, he adored @Illyose. I'll call it a win! Just a bit more cleaning to do tomorrow, and then I can forget I'm moving until Tuesday morning.
Life is going to be almost back to normal in a few days. Almost done cleaning a mountain of flooded stuff, it's been like days and days of doing laundry >.>. The local government somehow noticed we've been flooded and gave us relief goods a few days after the disaster. Best of all, I've managed to put my lolbuntu hard drive from my broken Samsung N150 Plus into my inherited Emachine EM350 and it's not crapping out yet! I'll try to post a pic of my broken netbook and the new one in celebration.
Bleh, work ate my gaming life. 내가 제일 잘 나가!!!111!!1
This is not technically a rave, but god. I went to watch the Conjuring and it scared the bejeebus out of me. Honest to ground, I couldn't watch some of the scenes and the sound effects were terrifying.
I guess the true rave is: I managed to survive through the entire movie though.
NEVER AGAIN.
"Mummy, I'm hungry, but there's no one to eat! :C"
This is not technically a rave, but god. I went to watch the Conjuring and it scared the bejeebus out of me. Honest to ground, I couldn't watch some of the scenes and the sound effects were terrifying.
I guess the true rave is: I managed to survive through the entire movie though.
NEVER AGAIN.
Man, I love The Conjuring. Usually, I feel cheated by horror movies but not this one. It had scares that made me jump but I liked it more for having a good story and presentation. I got a bit teary-eyed in one of the last scenes, dem feels!
Also wheee, netbook.
Transfer complete, rawr! I missed you, Achaea! xD. Dat sense of accomplishment when their hard drives look identical and errything worked! >D Also saved monies for a new TV instead of having someone do this for me.
EDIT: >.> Don't look at the clutter, we're still in the process of cleaning up.
Bleh, work ate my gaming life. 내가 제일 잘 나가!!!111!!1
Last year we bought a place in a semi rural area. Very close to everything but on the edge of the city were it is nice and calm. We have been saying how perfect it is for biking but today I decided to go out and buy two mountain bikes. What a lovely time. Just coasting up and down, exploring the area with a cool August breeze.
Try biking with not one but two kids on your bike... about an extra 40kgs. Flat was fine, did a 20km ride like that once, could have done twice that, but hills.... aaaagh.
Why did I have to do this every time we went out on the bikes? Because my ex bought a bike with fancy brakes, and neither of the kid's seats would fit on on his bike. I'm glaring at you @Valden.
Also I want my bike back. Too far to get it down here where I'm living right now.
I've rarely had the occasion to get shit faced drunk (without even trying, I'm really light weight) but today was the day. Amazingly, I managed to get home safe and sound, without being fleeced by the taxi driver.
I love that Singapore is comparitively safer than other countries. Also, I sound really sober online than I do in real life, thanks to autocorrect. Yay.
"Mummy, I'm hungry, but there's no one to eat! :C"
I've rarely had the occasion to get shit faced drunk (without even trying, I'm really light weight) but today was the day. Amazingly, I managed to get home safe and sound, without being fleeced by the taxi driver.
I love that Singapore is comparitively safer than other countries. Also, I sound really sober online than I do in real life, thanks to autocorrect. Yay.
@Ruth: Oh, thanks for reminding me. I spoke with my nemesis in my internship(with a reasonably reinforced force field protecting me, of course). It turns out her name was also Ruth. No doubt this human is your doppelganger. You IRL Occultist you.
Celebrating @Illyose's birthday today!! Already had a fantastic breakfast with friends, and now settling in to play an awesome goblin-based Pathfinder game. Best day!
This is too good not to share and it made laugh like I have not laughed in a long time (a.k.a clenching your stomach trying to stop), that is my rave:
This
review is from: Veet for Men Hair Removal Gel Creme 200 ml (Personal
Care)After having been told my danglies looked like an elderly
rastafarian I decided to take the plunge and buy some of this as
previous shaving attempts had only been mildly succesful and I nearly
put my back out trying to reach the more difficult bits. Being a bit of a
romantic I thought I would do the deed on the missus's birthday as a
bit of a treat.I ordered it well in advance and working in the North sea
I considered myself a bit above some of the characters writing the
previous reviews and wrote them off as soft office types...oh my fellow
sufferers how wrong I was. I waited until the other half was tucked up
in bed and after giving some vague hints about a special surprise I went
down to the bathroom. Initially all went well and I applied the gel and
stood waiting for something to happen. I didn't have long to wait.At
first there was a gentle warmth which in a matter of seconds was
replaced by an intense burning and a feeling I can only describe as like
being given a barbed wire wedgie by two people intent on hitting the
ceiling with my head. Religion hadn't featured much in my life until
that night but I suddenly became willing to convert to any religion to
stop the violent burning around the turd tunnel and what seemed like the
destruction of the meat and two veg. Struggling to not bite through my
bottom lip I tried to wash the gel of in the sink and only succeeded in
blocking the plughole with a mat of hair. Through the haze of tears I
struggled out of the bathroom across the hall into the kitchen by this
time walking was not really possible and I crawled the final yard to the
fridge in the hope of some form of cold relief. I yanked the freezer
drawer out and found a tub of ice cream, tore the lid of and positioned
it under me. The relief was fantastic but only temporary as it melted
fairly quickly and the fiery stabbing soon returned .Due to the shape of
the ice cream tub I hadn't managed to give the starfish any treatment
and I groped around in the drawer for something else as I was sure my
vision was going to fail fairly soon.I grabbed a bag of what I later
found out was frozen sprouts and tore it open trying to be quiet as I
did so.I took a handful of them and tried in vain to clench some between
the cheeks of my arse. This was not doing the trick as some of the gel
had found it's way up the chutney channel and it felt like the space
shuttle was running it's engines behind me.This was probably and
hopefully the only time in my life I was going to wish there was a gay
snowman in the kitchen which should give you some idea of the depths I
was willing to sink to in order to ease the pain. The only solution my
pain crazed mind could come up with was to gently ease one of the
sprouts where no veg had gone before.Unfortunately, alerted by the
strange grunts coming from the kitchen the other half chose that moment
to come and investigate and was greeted by the sight of me, arse in the
air, strawberry ice cream dripping from my bell end pushing a sprout up
my arse while muttering..." Ooooh that feels good ". Understandably this
was a shock to her and she let out a scream and as I hadn't heard her
come in it caused an involutary spasm of shock in myself which resulted
in the sprout being ejected at quite some speed in her direction. I can
understand that having a sprout farted against your leg at 11 at night
in the kitchen probably wasn't the special surprise she was expecting
and having to explain to the kids the next day what the strange hollow
in the ice cream was didn't improve my status...So to sum it up Veet
removes hair, dignity and self respect...
The best part about playing a MUD for a long time - it's easy to mentally convert the text that you read into vivid and incredibly detailed imagery.
The worst part about playing a MUD for a long time - it's easy to mentally convert the text that you read into vivid and incredibly detailed imagery THAT WILL FOREVER HAUNT YOU, IMMUNE TO ANY ATTEMPTS TO BLEACH YOUR NEURAL CENTERS AS THE SORDID MEMORIES JUXTAPOSE ITSELF INTO YOUR VISION IN THE MOST INOPPORTUNE MOMENTS, WHILE IT TAKES A SIP OF CTHULHIANTI, SMILING WITH THE KNOWING GRIN OF UTTERLY-SATISFIED SCHADENFREUDE AS YOU CLAW OUT YOUR OPTICAL RECEPTORS IN A VAIN ATTEMPT AT ENDING YOUR NOW-PATHETIC EXISTENCE, WHILE DECLARING WITH SMUG CERTAINTY:
So always remember, humans: Donate to your nearest shrine. Youkai wars are bad.
My first Masters course outline approved (Gothic Literature, Film and Popular Culture). Now, if this elective course has takers, I'll have the unholy pleasure of dedicating an entire week to Cthulhu.
We can text messages to our courier drivers using our email systems - one driver who was having a pretty bad day was annoyed to the hilt about something I couldn't pinpoint. Found out it was his birthday. So I sent an email out to the office stating this and he ended up getting 70 happy birthday messages and all the staff saying the same when they rang him up for updates. Apparently he teared him in front of a customer about it.
He figured out it was me and managed to get the base managers to thank me for fixing him up. Turns out he has severe depression and was rather close to doing something regrettable. See, I hate this job so much I want to quit each day - but when staff stick together for something like this...it can be worth it...
"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
We can text messages to our courier drivers using our email systems - one driver who was having a pretty bad day was annoyed to the hilt about something I couldn't pinpoint. Found out it was his birthday. So I sent an email out to the office stating this and he ended up getting 70 happy birthday messages and all the staff saying the same when they rang him up for updates. Apparently he teared him in front of a customer about it.
He figured out it was me and managed to get the base managers to thank me for fixing him up. Turns out he has severe depression and was rather close to doing something regrettable. See, I hate this job so much I want to quit each day - but when staff stick together for something like this...it can be worth it...
Good Human Female @Wysteria: Had many encounters with scumbag human customers in her workplace - still finds it in her heart to do good in this world...or at least in her workplace.
Thanks @Synbios. I guess it's because it takes one to know one...
"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
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I guess the true rave is: I managed to survive through the entire movie though.
NEVER AGAIN.
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This weekend's book haul!
\o/
The boxed set is Proust!
Why did I have to do this every time we went out on the bikes? Because my ex bought a bike with fancy brakes, and neither of the kid's seats would fit on on his bike. I'm glaring at you @Valden.
Also I want my bike back. Too far to get it down here where I'm living right now.
Honourable, knight eternal,
Darkly evil, cruel infernal.
Necromanctic to the core,Dance with death forever more.
I love that Singapore is comparitively safer than other countries. Also, I sound really sober online than I do in real life, thanks to autocorrect. Yay.
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Mwah hahahaha
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."