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Originally posted by Rogue15

I caught her smiling/staring at me a few times so i dunno whats up w/that.

 

She's thinking "why is that guy looking at me oh no i better smile or something."

 

Originally posted by Keyan Farlander

I've seen guys get fired for sexual harassment

 

There were...four girls I could have gotten fired from one of my jobs. But, hey, I wasn't complaining.

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I agree. Coffee is probably a good start.

 

2/22/05

 

Mixed 2 bands at work last night; the first one was a big-band with vocalists; and the second one was a slightly smaller latin group. Neither was a huge challenge... except that soundchecks always get rushed with 2 back-toback bands like this, and that there was a pretty sizable changeover between bands since the drummer for the latin band wanted to use his own kit, and not have it on the riser like the other band. That meant moving all the drum mics to his kit, and clearing a bit of the sax section so that he could set up where he wanted.

 

Overslept this morning so I kinda have to move it and can't type too much...

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Rogue...When in doubt, just grab'em in the biscuits...:D

 

Just kidding...coffee is a great way just to get her to open up to you and vice versa, if you guys get a break at work, ask her then, this way it doesn't seem like a date, which will ease the pressure on both of you, if things go well, then you'll know what to do next, and if you don't...well, thats what we're here for.

 

 

On a side note, I don't usually use a lot of smilies, but I just took a look at the list of smilies here...man we have a lot!! I should start using this previously untapped resource to its fullest extent, here we go:

 

:sbdance:firehead:smilsab:queen:moped:punch1:band1:mst3k:

 

I think thats enough for now.

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yea right....

 

anyways she left early today so i didn't get to do anything. and probably wouldn't have cause i'm such a wuss. *cuts the word 'loser' on his arm*

 

i feel like just i dunno taking my fist and punching a brick wall til my knuckles break. this job is about to get transferred/****ed cause the place is gonna be closed down and moved to another city which will be 40 minutes for me to travel.....dunno...just.....dunno. =\ i'm just fortunate enough to get my car fixed, then i'll be looking into the pit of debt again if i'm out of a job, and since i'm crazy i'll probably kiss uncle sams behind again and make my family sad. :(

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Originally posted by RayJones

Genau! Don't be so negative Nute Gunray. She could've been thinking "No, I don't think I wee'd my pantees, but what the heck is going on down there?" as well.

 

In the six years I've been reading this here message board internet forum, you're the first person to...allude...to that...particular...function...? :eyeraise:

 

I just can't meet girls. Or people of any kind for that matter. I'm one lonely chinchilla.

 

So in conclusion:

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Originally posted by Nute Gunray

In the six years I've been reading this here message board internet forum, you're the first person to...allude...to that...particular...function...?

Dude, how dare I, it's not even proven to exist and if, it must be the devil's work! :p

 

But.. let's not get too deep into it, eh?

 

I just can't meet girls. Or people of any kind for that matter. I'm one lonely chinchilla.

I really understand what being shy means, and I am really not the person talking to any- and everybody, but señor, where talking about girls! You know, those with functions. :)

 

Stop the "but if then but if then but if then" thing, go for clear situations, where's the problem?

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2/23/05

 

I'm getting more behind in these posts every day.

 

Yesterday I felt like I was behind all day: I slept through my alarm, or shut it off and fell immediately back to sleep, and woke up more than an hour later than I had planned to.

I was totally exhausted all day. I dozed off on the train ride into work, then again on the trip back home. I was totally useless at work... people would ask me questions and it would take a really long tome to comprehend what they were asking, then even longer to try to formulate an answer, which usually didn't make any sense when I gave it.

I gave up after less than 5 hours... came home and fell asleep on the couch almost as soon as I walked through the door.

 

I woke up again, had dinner, watched a little TV, and went back to bed.

 

So, all-in-all, a terribly exciting day... if you are into hibernation.

 

I've got a big, multi-band hip-hop show to mix tonight. Oh joy.

Plus: more snow coming!!!

I wouldn't mind sleeping away today now that I think about it....

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Originally posted by Keyan Farlander

Man, edlib, I got tired just reading that post.

 

 

Imagine how I felt. ;)

 

I feel better today. I don't have to be at work too early, so I managed to catch up on some sleep.

But I hate it when I get like that... I get home from work and all I want to do is go to sleep. I'd rather do some reading, play some guitar, do some sketching, housework... anything! But it feels sometimes that all I do is work and sleep. Bleah. That's not living.

 

I really should take a cold, hard look at my diet and the amount of exercise I get. I bet I could gain myself a lot more energy if I made some intellegent changes in those regards.

But it can be pretty difficult when I eat half of my meals away from home, and at least 2 nights a week I don't get home until well after midnight, and then I usually have to be in pretty early the next morning after a late night.

 

There are days I wish I had a regular 9 - 5 type job... or at least a steady, non-changing from week-to-week schedule.

 

But then I would probably have a job I totally hated, and would be wishing I was doing this instead...

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Exercise eats up a lot of time and saps you of a lot of energy. I run for an hour every night. I don't go too fast - maybe five miles in that time. But I'm totally exausted after that. And with warming up and taking a shower after, that's an hour and a half gone from my night. It's horrible. It's less tiring if I do it in the morning, since I'm going into it well-rested, and it saves a little time since I have to shower in the morning anyway. But...it's just too easy to hear the alarm go off, ignore it, and then not get up until I have to go to work. I'm just not a morning person. I HATE mornings. No matter how much sleep I get I'm groggy and out of it until lunch time, at least. On vacation, I'm a real night owl. Night time is the right time, as they say.

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It was member appreciation night at my usual poolhall... Free pool, and cheap drinks all night!

 

So here I am, shocked at how coherently I'm typing with 3 pitchers of Alexander Keith's fine India Pale Ale in me, watching 70's-era Saturday Night Life on tv.

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ah....i'm listening to my theme song of the moment...'sick of my life' by godsmack.

 

work was boring as usual, oh and the snow sucked. the ****ing township here doesn't go out til like the morning, and i'm trying to drive my dad's truck home and am sliding all over the ****ing place, i layed on the horn a few times to warn anybody coming my way....at one point it looked like the mother****ers only plowed the MIDDLE of the ****ing street! how incompetent. I feel like taking a shotgun, running to the township and assassinating whoever is in charge of the plows. i pay enough taxes to this place for them to at LEAST spread the cinder!!!

 

anyways, eh it looks like someone else is trying to get the girl, so i'm now in reckless suicide-mode. this bull**** happens with just about every girl i like. just when i go to make a move, some dude appears out of nowhere.

 

now it's time for me to go play Deus Ex and kill everything.

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2/24/05

 

I hate mixing hip-hop in a live situation. I really do.

 

The only type of music I hate mixing live even more is gospel... especially gospel choirs.

 

It doesn't have anything to do with the music itself (although I'm really not a fan, of either style...) it's trying to get the technical side to work.

 

It's always the same problem: The band is slamming as hard as they possibly can, the monitors are screaming loud, everybody wants so much low end on everything that stuff is shaking loose in the hall... THEN you have to try to get the vocals up over the top of that, and they have to be totally clear... oh, and insanely loud in all the monitors, but not feeding back.

 

PLUS: tonight a kid showed up at the mixing board and told me he was with the band and he was mixing. I had absolutely no interest whatsoever in mixing the show, but there are long established rules about letting student bands bring in thier own guys... mainly that it is not to happen under any circumstances, ever. Personally, I could give a ****, but I had to tell him that it wasn't going to happen.

He was pretty persistent that he was doing it, and I gave him all the reasons he wasn't, but he didn't want to hear "No" for an answer. Frankly, like I said, I don't care,.. but it's not worth my job to let him do it. Fortunately someone higher up than me just happened to be checking in with me about that time, and stepped in to put a stop to it. He was a nice enough guy... but he could have stayed home. I let him "consult" with me, sit next to me and tell me how the balance should be from song to song.

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As am I

 

though if it makes you feel anybetter, I almost got into a fight today, with one of those annoying assholes who try to stop you in the mall and talk you into supporting some assbackward charity and what not.

 

Generally when I see these prepubescent hippies it's eyes straight ahead and as miserable face as I could muster (works in the city but these local kids just don't get it)

 

Exuse me sir could I...

 

Carry on as before, nothing says I don't care if you dropped dead right now beside me like doing nothing at all, even an idiot should understand, especially one whos exisance centers around standing in a mall interrupting the poor people who only want a new a wall rack, cheap import electronics and such. (I was relplacing my broken mouse)

 

no.

 

Let me just stand right your way and stop you from wherever you're going now, if I could have a moment of your time.... (shameless embellishment)

 

Resisting my urge to floor him on the spot told him as nicely as I could, I told him he was a C***, I don't care, and not to bother changing my mind, I'm right wing. I figure thats what shut him up. Ugghh, wtf, do I need a f'ing sign round my neck so I can go shopping without being stopped at every corner, car park entrance and coffeeshop :mad: :mad: :mad:

 

*End Rant*

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Originally posted by Keyan Farlander

I was waiting for that story to end with, "...so I punched him in the face." I'm kinda dissapointed now :(

No, I don't bother punching people in the face. It's kinda barbaric.

 

However... After the show I did slit his throat, wrapped him in plastic sheeting, threw him in my trunk and buried him in a shallow grave just off the highway... If it makes you feel any better.

 

 

Note to those shocked by the above statement, as well as the FBI (cuz I know you're reading this): That is not true. It is totally a fictional exaggeration... The truth is that I didn't have any plastic sheeting available, so I skipped the whole thing. The Hell if I'm getting my trunk messy...

 

 

I have to deal with streetcorner prophets, political operatives, and panhandlers of all persuasions on a daily basis. I know most

of them by sight now, since I see them all every day... you would think that they would know me by now... and skip hitting me up for change, or offering me one of thier tacky phamphlets, or asking me to support thier cause,.. since I am never going to do it.

 

Sometimes I want to ask, "You have seen me walk by you every day for 5 years running now, without ever once giving you any money... What is it that makes you think that today is going to be the day?!??" That's optimism!

 

My favorite thing is when about 10 or 12 of them line up in a row, usually as I'm leaving the subway station, and then I have to run the gauntlet. Again... the last guy in the line should figure out that:

 

a.) Since I haven't given any of the others any money along the way... what makes him think I'm saving it all up for him?

 

b.) If I did give somebody else earlier down the line some money, what makes him think I would have anything left by the time I get to him?

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When I was in school (University of Maryland) there was a guy who used to stand outside the student union almost every day and hand out a socialist newsletter. It was poorly xeroxed and everything! Woo!

 

There were also always people pimping Nader and LaRouche. And they didn't want to just give you a flyer, they wanted to have a conversation. The first few times, I didn't want to be rude to them, so I enumerated for them all the reasons they were retarded. After that, though, it got old, and I just kept walking. I oftened wondered how they thought trying to make me late for class would be helpful in turning me on to their candidate.

 

Ah, college...

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Yeah, the LaRouchies have been around quite a bit lately, although none of them have approached me yet.

 

I kinda miss the Dianetics folks though... I haven't seen them in a while. They were always trying to get me to take a "personality test."

"No thanks," I would usually say; "I already have one I'm happy with.... And I really don't see the need to pay you a lot of money so that you can remove it, either."

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woke up at 9:30...decided to fall asleep again. woke up at 10:30, took a shower, browsed the forums...then decided to make some eggs. eggs are my favorite lunch right now. XD good source of protein? i dunno. anyways...payed my cable and cell phone bills, and i got money left over for the car repairs....now the guy has to come over and fix it. lol

 

anyways.....i decided to let my reckless anger out on Deus Ex. I've got this nice pistol with 10mm and it's nicely modded with laser sight, accuracy thinger, extended clip, and i bought a scope for it. oh and i am just killing everything. civilians, kids, "prisoners".....it's so good. throwing a gas canister into a group of NSF terrorists, and there's a kid there too, well i cap em all as they're gagging, including the kid. then i threw a light ammo munitions thing into the building to break open this chest and got their password. Deus Ex is so fun. the graphics are really looking dated, but the game is so involving that it doesn't matter! maybe i'm a bit weird for killing civilians, or shooting some old guy in nyc as he's humming the national anthem...but hey, it's fun and it makes me feel like a man.

 

 

:confused:

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I'm sad because that girl was looking super cute today but that other guy is always there :( Time to be sad and lonely all weekend.

 

School sucks. This weekend will suck because I'll be stressing out about my two midterms and my skit for Italian. I barely know any Italian and I suck at the foreign languages.

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