Some of you have had a real bullshit year. What I do with bullshit events is I burry them, stay on the now because that's all we have any influence over anyways.
Some of you have had a real bullshit year. What I do with bullshit events is I burry them, stay on the now because that's all we have any influence over anyways.
but what if your bullshit takes seed and grows into a bountiful bullshit crop?
I wish that someway, somehow, that I could save every one of us
Some of you have had a real bullshit year. What I do with bullshit events is I burry them, stay on the now because that's all we have any influence over anyways.
but what if your bullshit takes seed and grows into a bountiful bullshit crop?
Get a flamethrower, burn the crop, pike a beast, roast the beast, get some beer and have friends over.
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NogsCrap, crap, mega crap.Crap, crap, mega crap.Registered Userregular
January: Friends, drugs, leave it all for school again.
February: Weird motivation shit going on. Classes are awesome, but I can't write. Seriously can't write more than two paragraphs at a stretch--I lock up and can't write another word. Lots of procrastination to avoid this fact. Really starting to doubt the whole liberal arts college thing.
March: Start seeing academic counselors. Helps a little. Spring break in Portland! Old dying long-distance relationship ends.
April: Getting better. Bust out my work, bring my grades up. Starting to form real relationships at school.
May: Finish the semester with As and Bs and a final paper I'm still proud of. Return on the highest note of the year, immediately start exercising and get the farm job again.
June: The farm is exhausting, dull, and dirty, but getting easier. It's a good job and I'm very lucky to have it.
July: Haze of partying. Stupid.
August: Quit job a couple weeks early to get wisdom teeth out, recovery isn't too bad but is very slow. During two weeks more or less housebound, exactly two of my friends even return my calls. Once mobile and off vicodin, I spend the rest of the summer in the public library preparing for the next semester.
September: Massive flooding in the area of my school hours before I'm scheduled to fly out. Decide to GTFO anyway. Minor odyssey traveling with crazy evangelical relatives through ruined southern Vermont. Get to campus, start with a lot of energy. First semester with tutorials, studying philosophy of technology and political theory.
October: New leaf. Classes are exciting, writing is getting easier, start really building bridges at school. Start a casual relationship with a friend.
November: Relationship stays stable to everyone's surprise. Get alcohol poisoning basically at random, almost get dangerously dehydrated, but friends pull me through with no hospital trip needed.
December: About to finish this semester, incredibly excited about the next.
It's been an incredibly educational year, with relatively little pain for the learning. Very little of it was fun at the time, but the other posts here have me thoroughly humbled. Pretty freaked out about what's coming after graduation, but I have my health, a stronger bullshit detector, and satisfying studies.
also fuck cancer jesus christ
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Zonugal(He/Him) The Holiday ArmadilloI'm Santa's representative for all the southern states. And Mexico!Registered Userregular
I believe, like Batman, that Stale is simply to stubborn to ever die.
Spent the first half getting horribly out of shape, and the second half trying to get back in shape. Why does getting in shape have to be so much harder and time consuming?
January-June was me blowing things off because I was so ready to get out of here for the Navy.
June was great, got my ass beat around in boot camp and felt like I was actually doing something
July I found out I had cancer and spent the month stuck in a barracks for washouts while they fucked up my paperwork
August I found out I DON'T have cancer
September was spent moping
October I got a job and had surgery
this month I've been working and it feels nice to be doing things
My year has been pretty uneventful so far. My internship was nice but ended on a sour note. Highlights have definitely been me getting out of my shell and meeting up with various internet people, including this year's Britpax.
My year has been pretty uneventful so far. My internship was nice but ended on a sour note. Highlights have definitely been me getting out of my shell and meeting up with various internet people, including this year's Britpax.
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Zonugal(He/Him) The Holiday ArmadilloI'm Santa's representative for all the southern states. And Mexico!Registered Userregular
My year has been pretty uneventful so far. My internship was nice but ended on a sour note. Highlights have definitely been me getting out of my shell and meeting up with various internet people, including this year's Britpax.
Meeting PAers is always a highlight! I am sad that it doesn't happen more often
Also, we all got you addicted to tea. Definitely a win!
My year has been pretty uneventful so far. My internship was nice but ended on a sour note. Highlights have definitely been me getting out of my shell and meeting up with various internet people, including this year's Britpax.
Meeting PAers is always a highlight! I am sad that it doesn't happen more often
Also, we all got you addicted to tea. Definitely a win!
I'll probably see if there's interest in another Europax somewhere in the new year. I'd love to meet up with you guys earlier but that's probably too short notice to arrange anything.
2011 recap:
january: income<expenses for about 5 months at this point, father threatens to disown me for not keeping up on loans he co-signed on. end up selling car that was 2/3 paid off to keep afloat. begin taking bus to work. (bus ride takes ~2 hours each way)
get the flu (or something similar): feel like dying for 2 days, feel terrible for 2 weeks after. work through all of it.
february: injure wrist at work (damage to the tendon, never medically attended to) can't use dominant hand at all for a couple weeks, took ~6 months to heal completely, still has slight issues.
march-aug: typical state of depression worsened by mind-numbing 4 hour commute/terrible work environment.
july: take 4 day vacation to washington dc. it was pretty cool. then,
one week later: iphone stolen. only internet access now involves taking 10 yr old laptop to open access points.
september: after nearly having a breakdown over labor day weekend, quit job. (lose ~3k in stock options that would have matured in nov + health insurance (not that I was using it anyway))
break lease on apartment ($2500) to move back in with parents.
sept-now: completely miserable. "town" is a 15 min drive away, 10-15 more to get to a city. I have no vehicle, so I have to find a 3rd shift job so I can use my mother's until I can afford a new one.
January-February: Continue the last year's status quo of surviving on a combination of scraps of freelance writer work and my roommate being nice enough to cover my ass.
March: Get a long-term contract with a major company. I can make $70/hr and work as many or few hours when I want, as I want.
April-September: Barely make enough to pay my bills unaided because I'm a lazy fuck. Talk a lot about moving to Seattle but never manage to save any money up.
October: Say fuck it and move to Seattle anyway because I work best under pressure. That major/only client I've been working for decides shortly after I've made all the arrangements that they need to upgrade their systems. I will make no money at all for a month or three, who knows. Fuck it, I can scrape by.
November: Scrape by through loans from friends, selling the car I left behind, dumb luck (work starts back up unexpectedly early). Find out there isn't a single fucking mental health clinic taking uninsured patients in Seattle, so now I've been off my bipolar medication for like 3 weeks. Finally got an appointment...for April. I got pretty bad but I seem to be settling into moderately useless. I'll be able to continue scraping by despite much higher bills, so whatever. Maybe if I call the local crisis hotline they can get me in earlier (clinic that scheduled me told me to do this but I'm afraid I'm not enough of a crisis and I'll just be wasting someone's time).
December?: Presumably, get by. Get better. Start enjoying the fact that I'm out of Buttfuck, Tennessee, and living in the city I've wanted to move to for the last two years.
Overall, despite the rough bits, this has been a good year for me. Things are looking up even if I am depressed and struggling to work/enjoy myself a lot of the time, because I know it's temporary. I've learned lessons about saving money and not being retarded.
(Those lessons being that I should save money and not be retarded)
this year I learned that I am never moving in with someone ever again because that is what kills relationships
aw.
Gotta be careful with it.
Just like with friends, some of them don't make the best roomies. Friendships are ruined regularly by trying to live together.
Also, learning to live with someone who isn't family = valuable skill
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but what if your bullshit takes seed and grows into a bountiful bullshit crop?
Get a flamethrower, burn the crop, pike a beast, roast the beast, get some beer and have friends over.
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February: Weird motivation shit going on. Classes are awesome, but I can't write. Seriously can't write more than two paragraphs at a stretch--I lock up and can't write another word. Lots of procrastination to avoid this fact. Really starting to doubt the whole liberal arts college thing.
March: Start seeing academic counselors. Helps a little. Spring break in Portland! Old dying long-distance relationship ends.
April: Getting better. Bust out my work, bring my grades up. Starting to form real relationships at school.
May: Finish the semester with As and Bs and a final paper I'm still proud of. Return on the highest note of the year, immediately start exercising and get the farm job again.
June: The farm is exhausting, dull, and dirty, but getting easier. It's a good job and I'm very lucky to have it.
July: Haze of partying. Stupid.
August: Quit job a couple weeks early to get wisdom teeth out, recovery isn't too bad but is very slow. During two weeks more or less housebound, exactly two of my friends even return my calls. Once mobile and off vicodin, I spend the rest of the summer in the public library preparing for the next semester.
September: Massive flooding in the area of my school hours before I'm scheduled to fly out. Decide to GTFO anyway. Minor odyssey traveling with crazy evangelical relatives through ruined southern Vermont. Get to campus, start with a lot of energy. First semester with tutorials, studying philosophy of technology and political theory.
October: New leaf. Classes are exciting, writing is getting easier, start really building bridges at school. Start a casual relationship with a friend.
November: Relationship stays stable to everyone's surprise. Get alcohol poisoning basically at random, almost get dangerously dehydrated, but friends pull me through with no hospital trip needed.
December: About to finish this semester, incredibly excited about the next.
It's been an incredibly educational year, with relatively little pain for the learning. Very little of it was fun at the time, but the other posts here have me thoroughly humbled. Pretty freaked out about what's coming after graduation, but I have my health, a stronger bullshit detector, and satisfying studies.
also fuck cancer jesus christ
He'll out-live Superman in this way.
Spent the first half getting horribly out of shape, and the second half trying to get back in shape. Why does getting in shape have to be so much harder and time consuming?
June was great, got my ass beat around in boot camp and felt like I was actually doing something
July I found out I had cancer and spent the month stuck in a barracks for washouts while they fucked up my paperwork
August I found out I DON'T have cancer
September was spent moping
October I got a job and had surgery
this month I've been working and it feels nice to be doing things
Mine was pretty good, but I am generally an optimist.
Oh man, you're doing it again this year?
Do it.
DOOOOOOO EEEEEEEEEEET.
Good! I like your moxie, Zonugal.
Meeting PAers is always a highlight! I am sad that it doesn't happen more often
Also, we all got you addicted to tea. Definitely a win!
Nothing will prevent Dirty-Souf from happening every year. Even if I'm not around, others will carry on.
Might need to wait until June-July. Though that makes getting enough oysters a challenge.
I'll probably see if there's interest in another Europax somewhere in the new year. I'd love to meet up with you guys earlier but that's probably too short notice to arrange anything.
Alternately we could do Dirty Souf Asian Edition
Because I still don't believe the chicken rice was meh
the relationship ended last week but damn it was nice while it lasted
I like the way this broad thinks
Dang was that you and Korlat?
My condolences.
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I'd probably be happier about that if it hadn't taken about eight years too long
I like the motorcycle tour idea too
Chubby white girl on a scooter, totally not gonna stick out at aaaaallllll
yeah i am still pretty much reeling from how suddenly it ended
things were perfect and then i got dropped (i understand the reasons but i miss her terribly)
she lives where i grew up, her daughter and cat liked me too
it is just a massive kick in the ass
I would ride in your sidecar anytime darling
Then people will be attracted by the sight of what they believe to be an animated corpse.
january: income<expenses for about 5 months at this point, father threatens to disown me for not keeping up on loans he co-signed on. end up selling car that was 2/3 paid off to keep afloat. begin taking bus to work. (bus ride takes ~2 hours each way)
get the flu (or something similar): feel like dying for 2 days, feel terrible for 2 weeks after. work through all of it.
february: injure wrist at work (damage to the tendon, never medically attended to) can't use dominant hand at all for a couple weeks, took ~6 months to heal completely, still has slight issues.
march-aug: typical state of depression worsened by mind-numbing 4 hour commute/terrible work environment.
july: take 4 day vacation to washington dc. it was pretty cool. then,
one week later: iphone stolen. only internet access now involves taking 10 yr old laptop to open access points.
september: after nearly having a breakdown over labor day weekend, quit job. (lose ~3k in stock options that would have matured in nov + health insurance (not that I was using it anyway))
break lease on apartment ($2500) to move back in with parents.
sept-now: completely miserable. "town" is a 15 min drive away, 10-15 more to get to a city. I have no vehicle, so I have to find a 3rd shift job so I can use my mother's until I can afford a new one.
best year ever
Kingly acknowledged!
March: Get a long-term contract with a major company. I can make $70/hr and work as many or few hours when I want, as I want.
April-September: Barely make enough to pay my bills unaided because I'm a lazy fuck. Talk a lot about moving to Seattle but never manage to save any money up.
October: Say fuck it and move to Seattle anyway because I work best under pressure. That major/only client I've been working for decides shortly after I've made all the arrangements that they need to upgrade their systems. I will make no money at all for a month or three, who knows. Fuck it, I can scrape by.
November: Scrape by through loans from friends, selling the car I left behind, dumb luck (work starts back up unexpectedly early). Find out there isn't a single fucking mental health clinic taking uninsured patients in Seattle, so now I've been off my bipolar medication for like 3 weeks. Finally got an appointment...for April. I got pretty bad but I seem to be settling into moderately useless. I'll be able to continue scraping by despite much higher bills, so whatever. Maybe if I call the local crisis hotline they can get me in earlier (clinic that scheduled me told me to do this but I'm afraid I'm not enough of a crisis and I'll just be wasting someone's time).
December?: Presumably, get by. Get better. Start enjoying the fact that I'm out of Buttfuck, Tennessee, and living in the city I've wanted to move to for the last two years.
Overall, despite the rough bits, this has been a good year for me. Things are looking up even if I am depressed and struggling to work/enjoy myself a lot of the time, because I know it's temporary. I've learned lessons about saving money and not being retarded.
(Those lessons being that I should save money and not be retarded)
!!!!
Can I have a turn in the sidecar??
aw.
Gotta be careful with it.
Just like with friends, some of them don't make the best roomies. Friendships are ruined regularly by trying to live together.
Also, learning to live with someone who isn't family = valuable skill
But you're the sexy corpse.