SNOWWW DAAAATTTTT (drunk thread)

Re: Re: SNOWWW DAAAATTTTT (drunk thread)

It was a very boring weekend for me and I just kept clicking the link and yelling "what the fuck is sql?"

 

Apparently the board thinks I'm too stingy with repping people because it seems whenever I go to rep someone I'm told I have to spread the love around before I can rep that person again.

 

It's good to see I wasn't the only one who couldn't get on the board this weekend; I was afraid that my computer was acting up (it's done stuff like that before).
Now without further adieu, here's some hot chicks:

 

It's always a roll of the dice when expanding one of Dixiebandit's spoilers...

 

I don't think there is someone I haven't repped on this board. I think I give out rep too freely. I haven't red dotted someone in 6 months. I always just keep saying "This should be a red dot, but I don't feel like red dotting you so stop being a dick."

 

Whore.

 

I tried chocolate vodka for the first time over the weekend. After my first drink I thought, "Hey it really is chocolate-y!" After my second drink, "And gross." Maybe it was what I mixed it with. I asked the guy that brought it for suggestions and he looked at me like he was disappointed in me. Was I supposed to drink it like a shot? Best suggestion he could come up with was club soda. So then it tasted like fizzy chocolate vodka. I was going to try the orange vodka but figured orange vodka and club soda wouldn't be much better.

It was probably a good thing the board was down this weekend. I was afraid of drunken posting. I'm a lightweight, so it wouldn't take much.

 

Boozy chocolate milk? Or coffee?

My girlfriend and I made fajitas and watched Happy Gilmore to celebrate St. Patrick's Day. Fuckin' wild, right?? Tax season has been, well, really taxing on her so our weekends will be pretty low-key until May.

At least I had some good beer. The brewery less than a mile from her apartment has been making some amazing stuff. Hooray!

 

I worked most of the weekend - and when I wasn't working I was shopping for baseball attire for my boys. Yay.

And - through the magic of the internet, I found out that the ex-husband who tried to shoot me has a girlfriend who will graduate in May. June if they keep having bad weather days.

And yes, she is something like two years younger than his son.


edit:
I don't find it threatening, I find it creepy and gross.

 

Wait. Graduate college or graduate high school? Because if it's the latter, creepy and gross is a huge understatement.

 

High School.
As in - she needs a prom date.


She's apparently a year and a half older than my daughter, and a couple of years younger than his son.

edit:
I don't find it threatening to me.
I definitely question HER safety but I'm not her mom, nor her friend, nor anything else except someone who's been where she's at before. He's still an addict, and he's still a violent man. Good luck to her.

 

There's so much wrong going on in that situation.

 

Well, at least they're both eligible for senior discounts.

 

Seriously.

 

SO much bad happening there. I guess he wants to add pedophile/creepy old man to his list of accomplishments, along with alcoholic, addict, and wife beater.


And he calls ME white trash.

 

Heck, why not go for the trifecta? Or would that be a quadfecta?

I've got $20 that says you'll soon be receiving letters from prison.

 

Of course he is, and of course they are.
And, you know what?
He doesn't have any friends. I didn't notice it when he and I were married, but in retrospect (yay hindsight...) he didn't have friends. He had his computer. He had no outside human interaction that wasn't work related...it was his family/home and then it was his computer.
His paranoia keeps him from having real friendships - eventually, the people he knows are subject to suspicion, because he believes they're conspiring against him and trying to bring him harm.
Even this girl, he met her on TWITTER, flew up to see her, spent the weekend with her, and is now encouraging her to move to Texas and live with him after she graduates high school, telling her that he'll take care of her and she won't have to work.

It's all the signs of an abuser rolled up into a tidy package.

And, if any of you follow the Chive crowd, you've probably seen / heard him.