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A Farewell to [Chat]s
Gim
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I've got nothing.
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Gim: A Primer
1) He's a guy who mostly posts in [chat], occasionally elsewhere.
2) He's a putz.
3) Enjoys audio and film.
4) Harms audio and film by working in them.
5) Largely inconsequential.
You'd rather it drag on to the hundred and teens?
Hi5!
If Gim got his way, it would be a shoulder height 5.
Look man he keeps setting dangerous precedents. Pretty soon we will be down to 50 pages!
As long as both parties hopped when they did it, it would still retain its vigor and importance.
And what if one of them is in a wheelchair, Gim?
What Then
Fist bump.
A very close fist bump.
If you saw the Christmas threads, in the Christmas forums, you know I was the magical festival Christmas Elder God; so I've earned this.
I met my dad when I was 25. Yeah, he was there for the first year, but not really. Anyway, after I found him (and it turned out he was looking for me too, but he was scurred to interfere with my ma's subsequent marriages), he's been and actual father. So, these last couple years, he's apparnetly been trying to catch up for the shit he missed. And, these last two years, my ma has made sure to guilt me into spending the Christmas money he's sent me on her.
Now, don't get me wrong; my mom has been there for me this whole time. How the fuck could I turn her away. But... This year, I got an amazing return trip to guilt-land. Out of the three hundred bucks my dad sent me, dammit, I wanted to spend $85 of those dad-dollars on myself, but it was all gone.
Fuck.
Hemingway back and forth?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fJkFqvq6KHg&feature=related
Fortunately, my dude feels just bad ass enough for me to not be completely paralyzed.
God, how can Call of Duty be a game that comes after this.
Like, eat it bitch, you have health and it's a fucking number
What happens when it's gone?
Let's find out!
Your opposition is 2 dudes with grenades
GAME FUCKING OVER MAN
I am soft and weak.
Well, that would be a good retort, except...
This is the first time ever that I don't have a bro who owes me a favor. So, basically, if I walk out... I'm on the 10F cold-ass street. And, since I've given up everything else I own to make some woman or another happy, I don't even have a car to sleep in any more.
this is the downside of [drunk]Froth
Please don't say you gave away a car.
Nope. I've drove my (then) girlfriend out of town. Then, when all of her clearly super-reliable friends disappeared, I was the only person there with a vehicle. And we were both drunk. And there was no cab service. And I made my own dumb ass mistake. Yeah, this was my fault. Then again, it was cold as fuck, and we had well over five miles to get to where we were staying. Whatever, yeah, my bad.
EDIT: Although, yes, I did also sell most of my stuff to keep her fed after she drank pretty much her life away.
EDIT2: And also got pulled over twice after my tags expired, driving my ma to the store.
I imagine it wasn't that easy.
Yeah it probably wasn't. maybe I am just a callous asshole.
Android needs more games.
Exactly.
I mean... It's a cycle.
I was raised by my mom, who was a 'fixer.' She fell for fellas who she thought she could 'save/fix.' She raised me to be an empathetic human being, but I also somehow learned to be with women who needed saved/fixed.
So, I find a badass, intelligent chick who loves the shit out of me, but can't run her own life; I burn myself out trying to make it OK. But, at the same time, I'm cleaning up after my dad/step-dad's mess for my ma. AND my mom's 60, so she's also too old to really be able to make shit happen for herself, despite decades of experience and a double-bachelors.
EDIT: Also, as far as I can tell, the path to true manhood is in fact to learn to sacrifice life's comforts for your woman/children. Unfortunately, I can't find a woman who's not too busy being a whore to have my children.
/bitter
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUU
I wouldn't say that... but I've been to the place Fro was... I wasn't sacrificing personal possessions, just sleep and grades, and, as it turns out, my health, but I've been there.
Man the Star Trek: TOS episode where they head to Talos IV is kind of a trip.
Who says it isn't a good line of thinking? Both of you are just going off the experiences life has given you. I'm not sure either of you can be proven conclusively to have good or bad thoughts on the matter...
How was Christmas?
Word, G. I'm not about to get all defensive, for real. I love my [chat] people; at least that much of my holiday spirit remains.
I'm just kinda pissed that, after suplementally supporting my ma for the last eight years, I'm still getting amazing guilt trips, and don't get to spend any of my Christmas present on, ya know... me... or my sister... or my best friend... or my dad... or even getting my mom another gift. I love giving for the holidays. But being guilted into it/not being able to receive at all just bothers me.
Oh, and like I said, this is sad-[drunk]Froth. I'll probably come around in about 10 hours.
Well i mean like the first sign of trouble I would bail.
If not, then why do you keep family around that do the same thing?
Also, I vote Waz for best forum diplomat/possible most cuddly bastard out there.
I'm gonna peace-out and watch Nero Wolfe until I pass the fuck out/drown in my own vomit
Later, [chat]
I feel you on that one. :?