goddamit. I lost the original and much wittier post due to computer fuckery.
Speaking of losing things, I lost a girlfriend in the move. No I'm not kidding. Its ok to laugh at it though, because I am.
Story:
Met this girl in my social psychology class and we hit it off pretty well. We both had the same move out date of last thursday but were headed to places in town. That was the last I've heard from her. Oops.
Speaking of oops (ooo deft transition there, CoCo), I quit smoking and started back up again after 45 minutes of dealing with my parents. While I was out walking with my dad, my neurotic/OCD mom re-arranged my apartment. Evidently she'd been studying feng shui.
By study I mean learned enough chinese to pass off as a Ugyr, read at least 3 books, and probably delivered a thesis on some obscure methodology, And by move, I mean she completely fucking rearranged the place, moving my sleeping arrangement from the front to the back room and my computers to the front room. It blew my mind that a 55 year old woman could do that in 45 minutes when it took 3 FUCKING HOURS TO DO IT THE FIRST TIME.
Normally I don't get too upset about this kind of stuff (I'm used to it, I had to live with it) but, she committed several unpardonable sins. One, she touched my computers. NO ONE touches them (unless they sign a consent form enabling me to terminate their existence at any moment the touching occurs). I went to a lot of trouble getting all that shit in the room anyway. Two, I never want my computers near windows. This is partially due of glare issues but mostly out of paranoia (a lot of interesting things tend to go across my screen). And that whole getting sad when I realized I just pished another 16 hours away writing code for an AI that refuses to do anything anthropormorphic.
thats all my stories for the time being, I promise to keep this place a little hopping.
Much thanks to Tatum and LJ for posting on my last msg. It really made my day after dealing with all this random crap (not to mention I'm stuck and my do nothing job with nothing to do).
Anyone wanna loan me $800? I got this book idea involving toilets and route 66, I think it'd be a smash.
Speaking of losing things, I lost a girlfriend in the move. No I'm not kidding. Its ok to laugh at it though, because I am.
Story:
Met this girl in my social psychology class and we hit it off pretty well. We both had the same move out date of last thursday but were headed to places in town. That was the last I've heard from her. Oops.
Speaking of oops (ooo deft transition there, CoCo), I quit smoking and started back up again after 45 minutes of dealing with my parents. While I was out walking with my dad, my neurotic/OCD mom re-arranged my apartment. Evidently she'd been studying feng shui.
By study I mean learned enough chinese to pass off as a Ugyr, read at least 3 books, and probably delivered a thesis on some obscure methodology, And by move, I mean she completely fucking rearranged the place, moving my sleeping arrangement from the front to the back room and my computers to the front room. It blew my mind that a 55 year old woman could do that in 45 minutes when it took 3 FUCKING HOURS TO DO IT THE FIRST TIME.
Normally I don't get too upset about this kind of stuff (I'm used to it, I had to live with it) but, she committed several unpardonable sins. One, she touched my computers. NO ONE touches them (unless they sign a consent form enabling me to terminate their existence at any moment the touching occurs). I went to a lot of trouble getting all that shit in the room anyway. Two, I never want my computers near windows. This is partially due of glare issues but mostly out of paranoia (a lot of interesting things tend to go across my screen). And that whole getting sad when I realized I just pished another 16 hours away writing code for an AI that refuses to do anything anthropormorphic.
thats all my stories for the time being, I promise to keep this place a little hopping.
Much thanks to Tatum and LJ for posting on my last msg. It really made my day after dealing with all this random crap (not to mention I'm stuck and my do nothing job with nothing to do).
Anyone wanna loan me $800? I got this book idea involving toilets and route 66, I think it'd be a smash.
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Sorry to hear that your mom went a little crazy there. I flip out when ANYONE touches my stuff... Hopefully you managed to get everything back to their original homes, and in under 3 hours...
I LOVE cheesy pickup lines. I think I might have to somehow work that random fact into my profile somewhere...
I don't happen to have $800 lying around... But I think I might be able to spare $8. Just maybe.