Instead of the alarm waking me up, my shower curtain spontaneously crashed to the floor. The only credible explanation, to me, is poltergeist. Now most people would think the foam on either ends holding it up finally wore off. That's exactly what the demon wants you to think. If nobody hears back from me by lunch time, I've been dragged off to be spirit raped in the closet by an ancient evil. We need to purge this house. Bewildered needs to eat some crabcakes and some whiskey and come over to smoke this thing out.
Came home from the bars and my drunk roommate started riffing on companies and compensation and basically rambled about not understanding why certain companies were worth more than others. He is in transportation/logistics, and naturally thinks its the most important industry in the world and started bitching about how these "worthless fucks" in other industries could be making so much more for not "doing half the work of what we do" and other harebrained apples to oranges comparisons. He talked in circles, yelled a bunch, and then distilled it all to "CEOs make way too much money. My friend's dad is a VP at a bank and makes sooo much and he barely works 40 hours a week, its bullshit. It shouldnt be like this." I eventually went into my room and hoped he wouldnt remember it the morning, cause honestly...
I'll be happy to supply the whiskey but you can handle the crab cakes. I made some a few weeks ago and it was an abject failure. Let's do this poltergeist hunt professional style black Jesus. How fast can you get one off those heat sensor thingies?
The more likely explanation is that it collapsed under the weight of all the mold. At least they're disposable. Glass shower doors are a PITA.
I'd love to do some of that silliness. A few people have died in this house. My hysterical Cuban friend is creeped out to be in here and more than one person swears this joint is probably haunted. Personally, I don't buy it. I live here and I woke up only a few times to the crucifix above my bed having been turned upside down sometime in the night.
I overheard one of the locals here speaking with her offspring. Apparently Jameson is acceptable to use as a name now.
A former coworker of mine named his son Jameson. I didn't really like that guy and always wanted to ask him if he named his son after the catalyst that lead to his conception with his ambulocetus baby-momma, never had the balls to do it.
Went to a rollerderby and out afterwards last night. Got hung up on a girl that had a boyfriend, "but is looking for a way out/isn't happy". Obviously advances to dance were shot down, and she had a bro posse making sure she didn't do anything. She's a super cutie though.
Well if we're measuring TMMB e-dicks, I found my way there in 2003, though I never posted*, so maybe that doesn't count. *how is it that I didn't have time to post as a college student with no job, but now as a professional I have more than enough?
I was more of a newbie on the RMMB than most, I missed all the wahoos, Cloud Starchaser AND John Fitzgerald Page. I was on The Phat Phree before and found Rudius when TPP started to go defunct. I was astonished by the traffic of the RMMB. You post one thing, and twenty minutes later you have ten different reps saying that they hope your kid dies from AIDS.