Munkus BeaverYou don't have to attend every argument you are invited to.Philosophy: Stoicism. Politics: Democratic SocialistRegistered User, ClubPAregular
Because people don't know how to create PDFs and signatures are considered to have some inherent worth as a promise. Also the fax is easily trackable.
If you fake a signature and fax it, you're going up shit creek for fraud.
Also because there is legal certainty to faxes and the same does not apply to emails.
I think this distinction needs to go away now, because faking a faxed document is just about as easy as faking an email now. And has been for, oh, ten years?
It's a lot, lot, lot more than that. Trust me on this one. There is a unified system that is easy to handle on faxes while emails are not treated the same way.
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Humor can be dissected as a frog can, but dies in the process.
Have you considered eating folks less? Have you thought what it would be like if someone ate you? Maybe some of this will give you some perspective on your fear of wide doorways.
I had a dream last night that for some reason the PAAC all showed up at my house. Turns out most of you are actually women. And Mustang looks like Jon Heder. Sorry Mustang.
I had a dream last night that for some reason the PAAC all showed up at my house. Turns out most of you are actually women. And Mustang looks like Jon Heder. Sorry Mustang.
so was I hot or what
The beard never looked better than when paired with your new found female anatomy, i'm sure.
oh yeah. Who was that guy who used to post here with that interesting-looking but utterly incomprehensible manga-esque comic with the giant transformery things?
At work, they asked me to take the heads of our sales people and put them on other bodies... So one guy's head is on this really buff strong man. The original image is 10 ft tall and they asked me to scale it down to a fit a power point template... 600px tall.
I import the file and the 800 x 600 pixel space is FILLED by this guy's chest... specifically, his nipples. Close up, they look like lady bits. Just then and there, who so happens to stand behind me, but the Sales VP.
Am I allowed to feel aggravated about having to wake up earlier (30-40 minutes) on every Tuesday and Thursday for the next three weeks, so I can travel in the opposite direction than my own class, to drop off my roommate in her morning class.......and also be slightly late, and therefore have trouble parking, for my next class...because I have to take a detour to pick up my roommate again?
She broke her right ankle, and has been driving herself around, using that same foot, apparently...and asked me just now if I'd take her to both of those classes twice a week, until the end of the quarter. I was like "eeuuuhhmm...." and I asked her if she couldn't drive anymore, and she was like, "well, it hurts to drive, so..." and said, "if you can't do it, I guess I could find somebody else..."
...which basically means I have to do it.......christ, and then pick her up from that class, too, and bring her back to the apartment. ARGH.
...so am I justified in feeling aggravated, or what? Or should I be doing this whole thing with a smile on my face?
I don't think you necessarily have to do it with a smile on your face. But, if you broke your ankle, wouldn't you hope that your roomate would be nice enough to do the same for you?
I think if I just had a less freakish class schedule, it wouldn't be so bad...it's just that...if I'm only getting a few hours of sleep before my morning class, I really really want to sleep that extra 40 minutes...and I've been driving a girl back to her apartment from my 2nd class every now and then, anyway, to be nice...and this means I have to stop doing that for her, or act like a chauffeur for the two of them on those days.
Also if coming late to class wouldn't mean being fucked in the bum for parking.
Augh this adds another hour of driving on those days.
My roommate is actually pretty awesome...she's just a hypochondriac (for reals) and tends to make huge deals out of very small health-things. Except.......in this case, it's real! haha
Maybe I'm subconsciously viewing this as "not really a broken ankle". It's funny, actually...our mutual friend and I were trying to tell her (the day after she did this to her ankle, before she went to the doctor) that it was probably only a sprain, and to wrap it in an Ace bandage, and take some ibuprofen for the swelling, and we were down-playing it, thinking it was just another one of those "my eye hurts and that means I have eye cancer and I'm going to die" episodes.
Later the next day, she comes back to the apartment on crutches and in an ankle brace, as me and the friend were leaving, saying that she'd decided to go to a walk-in clinic, and they told her she'd broken her ankle and torn a bit of ligament. She sounded really annoyed.
Me and the friend pulled the biggest faces. For the next hour or two we were like, "we thought she was crying wolf again!! How could we know!!?"...we felt really bad, haha...I mean, we never said "it's just a sprain", we were saying things like "I think it's probably just a sprain"...........in the end, it turns out my roomie wasn't angry at either me or our friend for leading her astray, thank goodness.
I don't think I've ever broken anything...but I did sprain the hell out of me left pinky finger when some bitch in the 3rd grade thought I'd cut her in line to throw a basketball at a hoop, and pushed me down.
Also I hit my funnybone so hard in the 7th grade that I ended up bruising the nerve...and didn't fully recover from that for 1-2 months (I can never remember if it was 1 or 2). That was probably the most excruciating thing that's ever happened to me - felt like my entire arm shattered.
I imagine that breaking a toe is pretty painful and highly aggravating.
Yowch, funnybone nerve pain is horrible. About on par with toothache. I can't imagine that going on for more than a few seconds let alone a couple of months!
I've only ever broken stupid things in stupid ways. Broke my cheekbone on a shelf in the dark. Broke my rib falling over a log while drunk ... in the dark.
Yowch, funnybone nerve pain is horrible. About on par with toothache. I can't imagine that going on for more than a few seconds let alone a couple of months!
I've only ever broken stupid things in stupid ways. Broke my cheekbone on a shelf in the dark. Broke my rib falling over a log while drunk ... in the dark.
Beginning to sense a pattern, actually.
Well then you obviously know the solution to the problem: get rid of all your bones. Can't break what ain't there.
After 3+ months of couch-hopping, I finally have a new apartment. I wouldn't suggest living out of your car for any extended period of time, because it is wretched and awful. Phew..
One thing I miss about high school: substitute teachers. Whenever you turned up to class there was always the slight chance that your boring, regular teacher had been replaced by someone slightly insane.
Like the time our English teacher was replaced with a woman who read all of our auras. Or the guy that came in to our history class one day and basically said 'fuck the syllabus, I'm gonna talk about the assassination of JFK.' It seems stupid, but we honestly learnt more from this guy than we ever did from any other history class.
After 3+ months of couch-hopping, I finally have a new apartment. I wouldn't suggest living out of your car for any extended period of time, because it is wretched and awful. Phew..
After 3+ months of couch-hopping, I finally have a new apartment. I wouldn't suggest living out of your car for any extended period of time, because it is wretched and awful. Phew..
Did'ja miss me? (;
Jesus, why did you have to couch surf for 3 months?
SCAD opened up a 5th portfolio class - FUCKING FINALLY!!!! agrhgahrgah. Apparently 2 Illustration Portfolio classes were not enough! And neither were three! Or four!
Not the time I would've liked, ideally - but it's with a professor who'll let me do concept-arty stuffs...so woo!
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And melting_doll.......good to hear you're living in a real space now! I'm actually wondering if I'll have to resort to the car-thing within the next year, heh...hopefully not, though!
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It's a lot, lot, lot more than that. Trust me on this one. There is a unified system that is easy to handle on faxes while emails are not treated the same way.
Oh, sorry, I was having dinner.
so was I hot or what
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The beard never looked better than when paired with your new found female anatomy, i'm sure.
I dance in lyrium's yard all the time.
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oh yeah. Who was that guy who used to post here with that interesting-looking but utterly incomprehensible manga-esque comic with the giant transformery things?
thats pretty fucking cool maybe its a a baby http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Megalodon
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At work, they asked me to take the heads of our sales people and put them on other bodies... So one guy's head is on this really buff strong man. The original image is 10 ft tall and they asked me to scale it down to a fit a power point template... 600px tall.
I import the file and the 800 x 600 pixel space is FILLED by this guy's chest... specifically, his nipples. Close up, they look like lady bits. Just then and there, who so happens to stand behind me, but the Sales VP.
"Are you having fun?"
"Ummmmm, this is not what it looks like"
Lots and lots and lots of different nipples. Zoomed uncomfortably close.
Gonna need a bigger boat.
Haha, they're all gonna die.
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She broke her right ankle, and has been driving herself around, using that same foot, apparently...and asked me just now if I'd take her to both of those classes twice a week, until the end of the quarter. I was like "eeuuuhhmm...." and I asked her if she couldn't drive anymore, and she was like, "well, it hurts to drive, so..." and said, "if you can't do it, I guess I could find somebody else..."
...which basically means I have to do it.......christ, and then pick her up from that class, too, and bring her back to the apartment. ARGH.
...so am I justified in feeling aggravated, or what? Or should I be doing this whole thing with a smile on my face?
If she did it in an awesome way, eg bmx bikestunts, then you should be honoured to drive her around.
Haha, scratch my response. Tynic wins.
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Also if coming late to class wouldn't mean being fucked in the bum for parking.
Augh this adds another hour of driving on those days.
She broke her ankle by stepping off a curb weird, while drunk.
Designation: not awesome. Irritation justified.
I knew a guy who broke his back by misjudging the height of a single stair while drunk.
In his defence, it was a pretty frickin big stair.
edit: also he was a tool.
Does being a tool work in his defense?
as to how such a ridiculous event could occur.
Old, but relevant
Maybe I'm subconsciously viewing this as "not really a broken ankle". It's funny, actually...our mutual friend and I were trying to tell her (the day after she did this to her ankle, before she went to the doctor) that it was probably only a sprain, and to wrap it in an Ace bandage, and take some ibuprofen for the swelling, and we were down-playing it, thinking it was just another one of those "my eye hurts and that means I have eye cancer and I'm going to die" episodes.
Later the next day, she comes back to the apartment on crutches and in an ankle brace, as me and the friend were leaving, saying that she'd decided to go to a walk-in clinic, and they told her she'd broken her ankle and torn a bit of ligament. She sounded really annoyed.
Me and the friend pulled the biggest
Actually I think my family did this once when my sister broke a toe really badly.
But honestly, who breaks a toe.
Also I hit my funnybone so hard in the 7th grade that I ended up bruising the nerve...and didn't fully recover from that for 1-2 months (I can never remember if it was 1 or 2). That was probably the most excruciating thing that's ever happened to me - felt like my entire arm shattered.
I imagine that breaking a toe is pretty painful and highly aggravating.
I've only ever broken stupid things in stupid ways. Broke my cheekbone on a shelf in the dark. Broke my rib falling over a log while drunk ... in the dark.
Beginning to sense a pattern, actually.
Well then you obviously know the solution to the problem: get rid of all your bones. Can't break what ain't there.
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After 3+ months of couch-hopping, I finally have a new apartment. I wouldn't suggest living out of your car for any extended period of time, because it is wretched and awful. Phew..
Did'ja miss me? (;
Tell your friend to grow a pair.
Or if you are happy to be supportive and give her a lift, then let her contribute towards gas or take you out for a meal or something.
Like the time our English teacher was replaced with a woman who read all of our auras. Or the guy that came in to our history class one day and basically said 'fuck the syllabus, I'm gonna talk about the assassination of JFK.' It seems stupid, but we honestly learnt more from this guy than we ever did from any other history class.
I MISSED YOU.
Sorta.
Man, car living. sounds interesting.
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Jesus, why did you have to couch surf for 3 months?
Not the time I would've liked, ideally - but it's with a professor who'll let me do concept-arty stuffs...so woo!
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But hooray for your new apartment!
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