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Originally posted by Nute Gunray

I've been trying for two weeks almost :( I'm too big a sissy for this.

 

OK, I'll help you.

 

Nute: Would you have dinner with me this Friday?

Girl: OK.

 

If she says no, then she wasn't going to go out with you no matter what you said. If she's busy on Friday, she will suggest another time. You might as well just do it. If you just can't work up the courage...I don't know...pray to St. Valentine maybe!

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A little TOO much, no doubt.

 

Me, I stay away from the women-folk these days. Haven't been on a date in five years. It's a much simpler, more peaceful life. I recommend it to everyone. But if you're going to do it, you might as well give it your best shot. Go on, Nute, just ask her. Just do it. There really is nothing to lose. And even if she shoots you down, you still will have gained something - it will be easier to ask the next girl. Kind of like after you kill a man, it gets easier and easier to kill. I mean...uh...after you...love a puppy...it's...easier to...uh...love more puppies. Or something.

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I'm pretty sure I creep her out anyhow. Its like every time I'm going outside or coming back from somewhere or just look out the window, I see her. Its like I'm unintentionally stalking her. :( Earlier, I was in the kitchen and I looked outside and I thought "is that her dog?" when I spied a dog sniffing at a bucket of paint. So I go to look out the door and she's there and picks him up. I said something about how I'd been standing there and spotted the dog. She said something and gave a really uneasy laugh. Sigh.

 

Plus I've been pretty restless lately and I keep going and sitting outside and then sitting inside and back outside and its like I'm going out there to see if she's out there and going back in when she's not. Hell, when I even just go to throw a coke can in my recycling bin she's out there. Ugh.

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I went out for a bike ride and when I came back she was outside on the phone. I went inside and got a drink and went back out to get my bike and she was gone. Why do I always do this. I think I am just going to give up. This is what I get for being friendly and outgoing for once.

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hmm...

 

got the apartment we wanted. :D

 

moving in on the 30th....people we are staying with are booting us out next week.....so....:joy: dont know where we'll stay...hotels are bloody expensive up here, prolly just stay in a car, no big deal. :p

 

um...work is in the 'alright' right now......already my hours dropped from 40 to 30, gonna ask about that tomorrow...since those are next week's hours....i'm not having another 'pizza hut' episode. hell no. :mad: found 2 people i do not like working with. one has a major attitude problem, the other is an old lady. the worst thing is i'm soft-spoken; everybody's deaf. so yeah. and i constantly get reminded how i don't talk. i just ****ing love that. :rolleyes: also, bi-weekly pay sucks. whoever invented it should be hung by his testicles.

 

i think my car is trying to kill itself. i recently had the transmission fluid pumped out, oil changed, but it sounds like the oldmobile before it died. good thing i'll be living 6 miles from work in case any crap like that does happen. gonna suck in the winter tho.

 

i just can't wait to get into the place and be able to do whatever whenever. sick of living with other people and feeling like i'm invading their precious space.

 

I went bike riding yesterday, had my disposable camera on me, and a bob cat ran across the road, the damn thing disappeared when i got the camera out. :(

 

heh a funny thing about working in photo lab is seeing nude pics of the customers, it doesn't happen often, but it does happen. it's just wrong.

 

good news....my left wrist has recovered, i managed 15 pushups yesterday, it only hurt my wrist a little bit, but it's recovered enough for me to go back to the army when i get sick of walmart.

 

 

umm..it's so nice out today, my day off...

 

well, gotta bail my time is up.....library internet. :)

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You remind me of my bassist, 15... He works at Wal-Mart, wants his own place, and plans to join the Forces.

 

As for me, I've only been up for 3 hours and my day's already gone to hell and back.

 

Woke up and opened up my Crybaby to spray some contact cleaner on the pot since it was getting scratchy, only to discover it's sealed, and in the process I managed to pull one of the wires off the leads... I soldered it back on, but now it won't wah, and sounds like my old overdrive pedal whether it's on or off. I was looking at schematics online when the mailman delivered my new tubes, which was nice, but when I went back upstairs to email guys so they'd know I'm back in action, I found a message from our drummer... He's enlisted in the Air Force, and wanted to know if I'd buy his drum kit to resell to whoever we find to replace him.

 

The problem is gonna be finding a drummer that'll play with clownshoes like us. Our bassist's only been playing for about as long as we've been a band, doesn't know a word of musical theory, plays by memorization of generally inaccurate tabs, his idea of improv is playing random notes, and since he's somewhat tonedeaf (knows what sounds good when he hears it, but doesn't know what sounds bad) he always thinks it sounds good. :anvil:

 

As for me, I'm the first to admit that I'm no Robert Johnson... I've only been playing guitar for a year or two, and I don't have the time to practice nearly as often as I should... I probably only get 6-7 hours a week, and most of that is when we jam, so my fingering's lacking 'cause I'm pretty much only playing power chords during jams due to my inability to do anything technical while singing. :rolleyes: My only saving grace is that being a bassist for so long gave me enough of the basics to pull good stuff out of my ass on a regular basis.

 

Bruce was a perfect drummer for us... He had skill, but since he hadn't owned a kit in 5 years, was just as rusty as the rest of us. He and I both had the same problem: We knew what to do, but we couldn't always make it happen... :p Between the two of us, we could make up for Matt's bass issues and usually pull something decent out of our collective asses.

 

The problem lies in finding a half-decent drummer that doesn't mind playing amateur night in that drunk tank we call the shop, that's in it for the kicks, and won't take it too seriously.

 

The other bad news came when I took my amp in to the guy that works on just about everyone's tube gear around town to have the new tubes put in, get it biased, and have a look at that "disabled" normal channel on my amp... First words out of his mouth after he heard the sound it made was, "WHAT THE F**KING HELL WAS THAT!?" It was followed shortly thereafter by a sarcastically amused, "This should be fun... I hope you don't need this anytime soon," dashing any hopes I had of getting one last jam night in with Bruce.

 

Then I got to work, got my new shift for the next three months (I'm stuck back on nights again, just as I was really starting to enjoy working days) and found out my request for vacation got partially denied. Instead of getting Sunday to Saturday, I get Tuesday to Monday, which sucks, 'cause I'm gonna have to re-book my flight to Ontario (getting dinged by inevitable services fees in the process), and I'll have two less days out there, since I still have to come home on Friday.

 

They're all relatively minor and inconsequential issues, but this much crap in the first three hours of my day, while I'm a little hungover to boot, is getting *really* irritating.

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Originally posted by Nitro

As for me, I've only been up for 3 hours and my day's already gone to hell and back.

Sounds like my day. More details to come...

 

Originally posted by Nitro

Woke up and opened up my Crybaby to spray some contact cleaner on the pot since it was getting scratchy, only to discover it's sealed, and in the process I managed to pull one of the wires off the leads... I soldered it back on, but now it won't wah, and sounds like my old overdrive pedal whether it's on or off.

 

Heh heh heh.... I went through that exact same senario just a few months ago! I think I wrote about it here!

I've been going through this for years. The pot is sealed, but if you use some plain, unwaxed dental floss where the shaft goes into the pot, you can sometimes make it better temporarily. Mine is beyond hope at this point, and I need to order a replacement pot for it (my main reason for investing in a soldering iron a few weeks back.)

I have a 2nd wah, so it's not a rush priority for me. But I don't like the sound of the new wah as much as the original Crybaby, (it's one of those newer Crybabies with the knob on the side to change the frequency range, plus a 20dB boost...) so I want to get a new pot.

You can order them from the Dunlop website, I've been told.

 

My crappy kind of day started with a commute in with Sox game traffic. I came home in game traffic last night, too... it's not something I want to face twice in 24 hours. But at least most of them are not drunk and belligerent on the way in... for the most part, anyways.

 

Then I tripped on the sidewalk. No real reason for it, no excuses... I just all of a suddden fell flat on my face, in broad daylight, in front of dozens of people, scuffing up the palms of my hands pretty damn good. It was like I suddenly forgot how to walk in mid-stride. Pretty damn embarassing.

 

Then we moved the new digital console out of it's shipping case and set it up to do some programming/ configuring. Now normally that's a good part of the day, and it was... except I'm pretty sure I hurt something vital when we picked it up. I felt something rip in my abdomen, and certain, not-to-be-named dangly parts of mine haven't felt right since. I'm hoping it was just a average, ordinary muscle tear,... but I have a creeping suspicion that we're talking the "H"-word (hernia.)

 

That would be bad. :(

 

I may have to see if I can book a check-up this weekend.

 

On the plus-side: Playing with the console was great fun. :)

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A friend of mind's selling his car, and after looking at my new schedule and getting some insurance quotes, I realized that insurance is $80 a month less then taking the bus to work and taking a cab home (bus doesn't run late enough)...

 

It's a '94 Corolla, and in disturbingly good shape for the $800 he's asking for it. He's in a hurry to sell it since he's moving out west, and the thing's got 250,000 miles on it, but before this year, it was his parent's daily driver.

 

$800... That's less then my amp. :rolleyes:

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Originally posted by Nute Gunray

I went out for a bike ride and when I came back she was outside on the phone. I went inside and got a drink and went back out to get my bike and she was gone. Why do I always do this. I think I am just going to give up. This is what I get for being friendly and outgoing for once.

 

Silly past-nute. You should have been more like future-nute who did ask her out. In his past. Which also makes him past-nute. What the ****.

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Actually asking her out was probably the second most awkward thing I've ever done. And that's only because I assume I was more awkward at least once.

 

I went over and knocked on her door and when she answered... She was all HI NUTE (well, not nute) and my mouth, well, it tried to make words happen but I would have none of that. She acted quickly and invited me in. Frankly, I think she immediately knew what was going on.

 

I discovered her and her roommate live in squalor compared to my sterile apartment. I managed to get my act together long enough to ask her if she wanted to go to dinner some time, to which she did not even hesitate before saying sure. Then we had a lot of awkward, bizarre conversation whilst I petted her dog. I said a lot of weird stuff I don't remember but wish I could unsay.

 

Then I remembered I'd asked her out to dinner. She couldn't go tonight because she'd already made plans. And tomorrow, saturday, and sunday are out because she'll be out of town (blast!). So monday it is.

 

More awkward conversation followed and then after a while I decided I was running out of awkward things to say and said that I'd see her later or something. So that's that, I guess.

 

My only concern right now is whether or not my history is repeating itself again and nute is thinking date and the girl is thinking free food. Which has happened more than I'd like it to have.

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If World War Two had been an online Real Time Strategy game, the chat room traffic would have gone something like this...

 

 

 

*Hitler[AoE] has joined the game.*

*Eisenhower has joined the game.*

*paTTon has joined the game.*

*Churchill has joined the game.*

*benny-tow has joined the game.*

*T0J0 has joined the game.*

*Roosevelt has joined the game.*

*Stalin has joined the game.*

*deGaulle has joined the game.*

Roosevelt: hey sup

T0J0: y0

Stalin: hi

Churchill: hi

Hitler[AoE]: cool, i start with panzer tanks!

paTTon: lol more like panzy tanks

T0JO: lol

Roosevelt: o this fockin sucks i got a depression!

benny-tow: haha america sux

Stalin: hey hitler you dont fight me i dont fight u, cool?

Hitler[AoE]; sure whatever

Stalin: cool

deGaulle: **** Hitler rushed some1 help

Hitler[AoE]: lol byebye frenchy

Roosevelt: i dont got **** to help, sry

Churchill: wtf the luftwaffle is attacking me

Roosevelt: get antiair guns

Churchill: i cant afford them

benny-tow: u n00bs know what team talk is?

paTTon: stfu

Roosevelt: o yah hit the navajo button guys

deGaulle: eisenhower ur worthless come help me quick

Eisenhower: i cant do **** til rosevelt gives me an army

paTTon: yah hurry the fock up

Churchill: d00d im gettin pounded

deGaulle: this is fockin weak u guys suck

*deGaulle has left the game.*

Roosevelt: im gonna attack the axis k?

benny-tow: with what? ur wheelchair?

benny-tow: lol did u mess up ur legs AND ur head?

Hitler[AoE]: ROFLMAO

T0J0: lol o no america im comin 4 u

Roosevelt: wtf! thats bullsh1t u fags im gunna kick ur asses

T0JO: not without ur harbors u wont! lol

Roosevelt: u little biotch ill get u

Hitler[AoE]: wtf

Hitler[AoE]: america hax, u had depression and now u got a huge fockin army

Hitler[AoE]: thats bullsh1t u hacker

Churchill: lol no more france for u hitler

Hitler[AoE]: tojo help me!

T0J0: wtf u want me to do, im on the other side of the world retard

Hitler[AoE]: fine ill clear you a path

Stalin: WTF u arsshoel! WE HAD A FoCKIN TRUCE

Hitler[AoE]: i changed my mind lol

benny-tow: haha

benny-tow: hey ur losing ur guys in africa im gonna need help in italy soon sum1

T0J0: o **** i cant help u i got my hands full

Hitler[AoE]: im 2 busy 2 help

Roosevelt: yah thats right ***** im comin for ya

Stalin: church help me

Churchill: like u helped me before? sure ill just sit here

Stalin: dont be an arss

Churchill: dont be a commie. oops too late

Eisenhower: LOL

benny-tow: hahahh oh sh1t help

Hitler: o man ur focked

paTTon: oh what now biotch

Roosevelt: whos the cripple now lol

*benny-tow has been eliminated.*

benny-tow: lame

Roosevelt: gj patton

paTTon: thnx

Hitler[AoE]: WTF eisenhower hax hes killing all my sh1t

Hitler[AoE]: quit u hacker so u dont ruin my record

Eisenhower: Nuts!

benny~tow: wtf that mean?

Eisenhower: meant to say nutsack lol finger slipped

paTTon: coming to get u hitler u paper hanging hun cocksocker

Stalin: rofl

T0J0: HAHAHHAA

Hitler[AoE]: u guys are fockin gay

Hitler[AoE]: ur never getting in my city

*Hitler[AoE] has been eliminated.*

benny~tow: OMG u noob you killed yourself

Eisenhower: ROFLOLOLOL

Stalin: OMG LMAO!

Hitler[AoE]: WTF i didnt click there omg this game blows

*Hitler[AoE] has left the game*

paTTon: hahahhah

T0J0: WTF my teammates are n00bs

benny~tow: shut up noob

Roosevelt: haha wut a moron

paTTon: wtf am i gunna do now?

Eisenhower: yah me too

T0J0: why dont u attack me o thats right u dont got no ships lololol

Eisenhower: fock u

paTTon: lemme go thru ur base commie

Stalin: go to hell lol

paTTon: fock this sh1t im goin afk

Eisenhower: yah this is gay

*Roosevelt has left the game.*

Hitler[AoE]: wtf?

Eisenhower: sh1t now we need some1 to join

*tru_m4n has joined the game.*

tru_m4n: hi all

T0J0: hey

Stalin: sup

Churchill: hi

tru_m4n: OMG OMG OMG i got all his stuff!

tru_m4n: NUKES! HOLY **** I GOT NUKES

Stalin: d00d gimmie some plz

tru_m4n: no way i only got like a couple

Stalin: omg dont be gay gimmie nuculer secrets

T0J0: wtf is nukes?

T0J0: holy ****holy****hoyl****!

*T0J0 has been eliminated.*

*The Allied team has won the game!*

Eisenhower: awesome!

Churchill: gg noobs no re

T0J0: thats bull**** u fockin suck

*T0J0 has left the game.*

*Eisenhower has left the game.*

Stalin: next game im not going to be on ur team, u guys didnt help me for ****

Churchill: wutever, we didnt need ur help neway dumbarss

tru_m4n: l8r all

benny~tow: bye

Churchill: l8r

Stalin: fock u all

tru_m4n: shut up commie lol

*tru_m4n has left the game.*

benny~tow: lololol u commie

Churchill: ROFL

Churchill: bye commie

*Churchill has left the game.*

*benny~tow has left the game.*

Stalin: i hate u all fags

*Stalin has left the game.*

paTTon: lol no1 is left

paTTon: weeeee i got a jeep

*paTTon has been eliminated.*

paTTon: o sh1t!

*paTTon has left the game.*

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i got yelled at yesterday cause...i hit a shopping cart w/my car. i didn't even hit it, more like moved it out of the way (was going under 1mph) so i could park. this guy (i guess he's a manager or something) came up to me when i was working and was all 'blah blah blah i'm telling u dept mgr)...so today i get to see if he was bluffing. and he was saying i need to control my anger..but i wasn't mad? just rushing to get in cause i was almost late. -_- so help me, if i get hours docked, i'm jumping ship. it's bad enough that, after summer, they prolly gonna drop it anyway since the place is only open til 9. so i'm def. gonna be looking for something else, i HATE working 11-8. worst **** ever. too many biatchy customers. last night i was so tired that i almost left w/the keys, the stupid alarm went off and i was all 'wtf?' of course, i go and put them in the wrong spot anyway, so i'll prolly get chewed out for that. -_- and a stupid customer wanted some help in crafts, so i was lame and got on the pa and asked for an associate to help a customer in gifts....then politely walked away and clocked out. damn people.

 

glad i get 3 days off in a row starting tomorrow...even tho that means only like 30 hours total for me for this coming week. meh. i did the math and figured i could handle 70 hour paychecks (since its biweekly bs) hopefully nothing effs that up, like that biatch who is supposedly taddling on me. (i shoulda done something to prevent that, but then i'd definetely get fired and get a bad record, etc....no honor anymore :( )

 

getting set up with a p.o. box tomorrow, then heading down to my parents' to get some more of my stuff.

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Nute, just sack up and stop treating this as if it were a do or die kind of thing. It is just dinner. If it doesn't work, you haven't doomed the rest of your life. Believe it or not, you do get more than one chance if the girl is the right one. Trust me, I know from experience. Try to relax and focus completely on her and you won't have time to think about how awkward you might be looking.

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There are only two possibilities, the girl likes you as Nute Gunray or does not. If not, then there is nothing you loose. There is nothing you can expect from her, just because you're going to have a dinner.

Also, did you ever thought that you might discover something on her you don't like? Maybe she's a nazi or tends to wear only mens briefs? Maybe you don't want to see her again after monday night?

 

And let me tell you, just because there might be strange things happen, doesn't mean everything's blown up.

 

I once met a girl, and asked her if I can give her my number, "OK" she said and called one week later. We talked a bit about err.. stupid things like what we do all day long etc. However we made up a date and decided to go to the carnival that was in town. We both were pretty shy, but overall it was OK I thought, we ate and drank some stuff, things people do at the carnival, you know. Including taking a ride on some fast spinning and whirling thing. That was it, the next thing I remember was that I had my head over the next litterbox I found. Where I completely emptied my body into. And she was standing right next to me, watching it all.

I thought I'd ride a dead horse now, but instead she laughed out loud as I said "Wow, I need something to eat now." when I had finished barfing. She knew I'm a normal guy who can't take the carousell, and I knew she takes me as the normal guy I am. Suddenly we both felt -- comfortable with each other. And from there on it was like the coolest and funniest date I ever had.

 

She turned out to be one very hot and demanding girl, too. ;D

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Originally posted by RayJones

the next thing I remember was that I had my head over the next litterbox I found. Where I completely emptied my body into. And she was standing right next to me, watching it all.

 

You never cease to amaze me, Ray.

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mmmm....

 

i'm back at my old place. trying to pack some small stuff....meh...i hate packing. especially when i don't really have any boxes that are the size i need for the stuff. bleh. i hate putting a bunch of things into a box, cause then i have to figure out what box i left whatever i need in. =\

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Saw The Island tonight.

 

Great movie. I've never felt so emotionally connected to characters of a big-budget fictional action movie before. That's usually something I only get during true-life dramas (like Apollo 13 or Band of Brothers), or when I'm reading (novels always have deeper characters), but watching this movie, I felt what these characters went through.

 

Props to Michael Bay for graduating beyond cardboard cutout action heroes and into characters with a little more depth.

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Hmmm... the words "Michael Bay" and "emotional depth" are so rarely used in a sentence together (except in cases of a negative modifier) that is really an achievement, indeed!

 

My weekend:

 

Went to a party Friday night. It was for a student I work with who turned 30 last week, and who starts chemo this week. I normally stay far away from parties (well, that's not exactly true.... I do force myself to go to one every couple of years to remind myself just how much I dislike them...) but under the circumstances I made myself go to this one. Fortunately, my ride had to bail early, so I was able to make a discreet escape before anyone really got stupid, sloppy drunk. (These are mostly people I have to work with, so I have no real desire to see them at thier worst.)

 

Saturday:

 

Cleaned up the livingroom a bit, re-organized a couple of bookshelves that were starting to overflow, and spent the rest of the day doing laundry,.. and sleeping. I needed the sleep.

 

Ordered a pizza, then watched "The Pelican Brief." It was really long. I'm still not entirely sure what was going on in it (too many interwoven consipracies going on at the same time) but I kinda liked the fact that many of the subjects seemed very comtemporary, even though the movie was made over 10 years ago, and I have to assume the book it was adapted from is even older than that.

 

Sunday:

 

Put up my new mailbox and finished the laundry. Then went for a walk, down to the beach and back. Gave myself a couple of blisters on my feet. (I need to get better walking shoes, Im afraid.)

 

Got home, ordered up a mess of Chinese to be delivered, and watched Machael Palin's new travel series "Himamlayas" from beggining to end. Fasinating stuff.

 

Read a little ("The Mists Of Avalon"... a sort of female, almost feminist take on all the King Arthur legends. Pretty weird concept, but incredibly well written.)

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I love the beach. I'm going to have to go down to the Outer Banks before the summer is over. I love Nag's Head. Way better than Ocean City and not as...how do I put this...totally homosexual...as Rehobeth/Dewey Beach. Seriously, the last thing I need to see walking down the beach is two men in Speedos making out.

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