just venting, airing out, talking shit, personal beefs, problems, anger management, and etc thread

[medic1]

Because they can get away with it.

I tell you— as soon as there's Gay Marriage— there's going to be Gay Adultery, Gay Divorce, Gay Tribunal Courts etc, etc,

Already here mate, Civil Partnerships and all that "legal" mumbo-jumbo, that those "gays" have been getting away with. Though i believe that the Law does not provide a specific court for Homos only.

 

[jdcnow]

My 31st birthday is next Sunday, and I don't know if, or even when I'll be able to do anything. Next Sunday falls in the middle of a work rotation - I'll have to work both that morning and that night. Of course, if you're like me - a holiday season baby, and you work in retail, You pretty much work most, if not every single birthday. Plus, I have an appointment with a therapist (she sees clients on weekends) and that's after I get off in the morning. I might do something, the following Wednesday or Thursday, but idk.

Plus, if the weather acts up again... /facepalm... Looks like rain, followed by another cold snap into next weekend.

 

[pat grimshaw]

Already here mate, Civil Partnerships and all that "legal" mumbo-jumbo, that those "gays" have been getting away with. Though i believe that the Law does not provide a specific court for Homos only.

Though I see Sharia Law is starting up for specific people—

 

[medic1]

Sharia Law. Does not have precedence over UK and Scottish Law. In fact Sharia Law is not acknowledged here in the UK.
My understanding without using a search engine, is that this law originates in Saudi Arabia. Where the most strict form of Islamic Religion
is also the state sanctioned one.

 

[dereperez]

A guy whom I've been having sex with just told me that he's got a girlfriend! I'm so pissed, sad, frustrated and annoyed! I couldn't believe I have to be invisible again! I'm so sick of it! Why can't people be honest?

Does he really have a gf though? It can be an easy scapegoat to get rid of someone.

Why are some bisexual men such a jerk?

Let's not go there.

 

[maxpowr9]

I had to play crying pillow for a friend who got engaged within 5 months of knowing a guy who just dumped her. Not once did I get a "thank you for being a friend" from her. The bitch can deal with her drama on her own now.

 

[dereperez]

Yeah, Derek is the nicest of all men

I dunno about nicest, but I'd like to think I'm not a jerk.

 

[jasoncrew03]

I'M HAVING SEX TONIGHT

 

[jdcnow]

^ I know you must be overjoyed at having your husband back.

 

[JPGhost]

For all of us living in states: Do you get sick looking/hearing Carrie Underwood "Sounds of Music" commercial?
How many times they played that? per 5 minutes commercial break?
I was from interested ......to..not so interested

- - - Updated - - -

I'M HAVING SEX TONIGHT

In that moment: always..what should I do? with his booddeeyy?

 

[JPGhost]

I want Jacquee Lee from the voice to be 'murdered' in the next elimination
can't stand her...
I take it back my words when last time I comparing my tone to her, Im not that sounded "HORRIBLE" x_x

She is one of the worst singer in the whole competition- and Im not being exaggerating like Adam

"The Voice Within" was one of my special song when I was teen...she butchered it, miserably

 

[jdcnow]

If you've ever watched the awesome movie, "The Rules Of Attraction", the 4 minute scene where Victor basically just bounces around and meanders around the entire continent of Europe? That has basically been my life the past 3 days, except replace Victor's drinking, drug use, and sex with my work, trying to get shit done, a wild goose chase and lots of aggravation.



I apologize if this turns into a small novel.

So Saturday night, my boss from my housekeeping job and I, go deliver groceries to his elderly disabled vet friend back home. But first, before we go food shopping for the friend, my boss needs to swing by the Goodwill across the street from my store job to donate a bag of clothes they don't want anymore. While trying to make a left turn at the appropriate spot in the median, my boss ends up missing the spot and running into the raised curb portion of the median, and we both almost go flying directly into oncoming traffic - a semi, to be exact. Later in the night, when I'd found out about the death of actor Paul Walker, I'd found it half ironic, and half creepy. RIP, Mr. Walker. But as soon as we hit the raised curb in the median and dodge the semi, I raise holy hell with my boss that he's not fit for a 2-hour drive to the country and another 2 hours back. He confesses that he'd been up late goofing off on the internet and playing computer games. My fussing at him thankfully talked some sense into him. So instead of heading out, we drive down the street to Aldi's and get the friend's non perishable food items that can be left in my boss's Scion overnight. While at Aldi's, he gets some turkey burgers, and he takes them home and has his gf cook us both cheeseburgers for dinner. His gf is the best cook. Ever. Thank you ma'am for dinner.

I crash on my boss's couch for a few hours. They're watching one of the local TV stations here, where I go to sleep watching "Two And A Half Men", and wake up watching "Cheaters". My boss takes me up to Willow Bend to the QuikTrip we all like, I get a Big Red, one of QT's awesome Rice Crispies Treats, and a bag of Doritos. After he talks with the cashiers some, he runs me home and goes back home. I want to go to bed but end up staying up after seeing the death of Paul Walker come across the news on my phone. For some inexplicable reason, I goof off on the internet, and end up on Chaturbate watching JJ Swift jerk off. Watching him turns me on, so I end up grabbing a hand towel to clean up with and end up doing the same. He's gorgeous. After dealing with slight cramping from laying on his back and being in an ab crunch position, JJ ends up cumming 3 times. It was beautiful to watch. I end up climaxing 4 times, enjoying the soothing pain and tension relief in my feet that masturbation gives me, then after JJ's show, calling it a night.

Sunday, I wake up and it's mid afternoon. I shower, brush my teeth, trim my beard slightly, and get dressed, as I know I'm supposed to meet my boss again. We end up going to Costco to get a few things, and I see a huge messy art set I want to get Lisa and Richard's 11-yr old daughter, as payback for Richard not putting my TV up like he'd promised, and it's been since mid September. The ultimate Christmas payback is for the person you have a beef with - get their kids something the kids will love, but the parents will absolutely hate! /passive evil... Then, after Costco, we go back to his place to drop off a few things and get his money orders for his elderly friend's bills, and head out.

I listen to the music on my phone until we make Ennis (30 miles south-southeast of Dallas), we stop by Walmart and grab the friend's perishable food and dog kibble for his dogs, and then head out. We make it back to the elderly friend's house, where it's my job to unload groceries onto the friend's porch, and he takes them inside from there. It's late Sunday night well after dark when we do this.

After I unload the groceries, my boss drives me back to my mom's house to see her. She's up watching TV, but half asleep and has her sleepy-eyed daze going on. I talk about the fact that I'm doing well, how I left Walmart for Walgreens and am much better off for it, and that college will start back next month for me. Honestly, I got the feeling that I might as well have been talking to the dog. I miss Old Man. But he's still the spry, happy, uppy-jumpy Chihuahua he always was. The moment my butt hits the couch, Old Man's reaction is immediate and swift...

I miss him dearly. He still turns over on his back and asks for belly rubs, and he still knows how to fist bump, like I taught him.

After a brief visit, I walk back up to the 24-hr Exxon station I used to work at when I lived there. That's the one thing I miss about a small town - you can walk the streets at any hour of the night and feel absolutely safe - you'll hardly even run into another soul at all, nevermind anyone who might be actually dangerous.

Turns out my boss's elderly friend needs to go up to the VA hospital in Dallas for his meds, and needs to come back with us. We ride back to Dallas, taking the back way, down a country road. It always aggravates me when my boss goes this way. It's literally the backwoods and countryside - literally, the middle of nowhere. If we break down or hit a deer, and it's freezing cold, we could die out here. I'd rather go back to Corsicana and catch I45 from there. At least with I45 being a major interstate, at least there's some semblance of civilization, if we get stuck somewhere. Even if it is the [strike]Palmer House[/strike] Bates Motel.

So we make it up to Dallas, and we put my boss's elderly friend up at my place, to spare the expense of having to splurge on a hotel room for just one night.

I get dropped off to make room in my living room, and break out the air mattress, and my boss and his friend go up to the Willow Bend QT for drinks. The elderly friend comes back and he puts down for the night. I stay up watching YouTube in my bedroom to pass the time. It's like 3am. I know I have to stay up and cannot go to sleep, because I have to go to the driver license office, and I have to catch the 6.45am bus from my apartment. I end up down the street from the DMV office at 7.12am. It's 45° degrees outside, and freezing cold, at least by Texas standards. The mini bus that goes directly by the DMV office that was suppose be there 5 minutes earlier, that I should have missed, according to the bus schedule was actually late. So it passed right by me. Trouble is, I was on the wrong side of the street, so I ended up missing that bus anyway.

So I'm walking down MacArthur past apartment complexes and see cars drive by. I see one car stop in front of an apartment, honk, kids come out, and more kids are going to ride in that car, than I assume can actually fit in there. I continue walking in the freezing cold, and come upon a complex of strip malls with nothing but Asian businesses in them, and that's actually where the DMV office is.

I walk up and see 8 other people standing outside in the cold, and I'm the 9th person in line. It's 7.30am, and this place doesn't open until 8 o'clock. It's like Black Friday, Part Deux. Only, it actually is the Monday after Black Friday.

People are continuing to line up behind me. Finally, at about 20 before 8, the DMV staff let us in. They tell us that they're not open for business yet, but they'll happily let us in early because of the cold outside. So, quite naturally, with all the customers inside and sitting down waiting and about 10 other people along with myself in the first line, quite naturally, the DMV's computer systems crash. The staff efficiency proves to be equivalent to Walmart management -

They issue us ticket numbers for our place in line, to try to keep some semblance of order. Then, after the system crashes, they have to take those ticket numbers back. But in order to kick those ticket numbers out of the system, the false ticket numbers have to be ran through the entire system...including being announced over the pubic address system, "Now serving 8 at Window 4!" which only serves to throw customers off even more and adds to everybody's frustration. I see immediately what's going on, as I've worked with these types of one-way computer systems before (now that the drain is clogged, the only way to unclog the drain is to run the clog through the entire system in order to kick it out) and try to communicate this as best I can to the other customers in line. The woman manning the ticket number computer terminal told me thank you, and that she's trying to get it done as fast as she can.

So I was the second customer in the main line, wanting a simple driver license renewal. I get up to the counter and show the nice woman who waits on me the court document showing that my middle and last names had been legally changed, and that my new license had to reflect that, along with the Dallas address. She's like, OK, fine. Then I flunked the vision test - My left eye is strong, but my right eye apparently sucks like you wouldn't believe. I have 2 years to get it renewed to have to go take an eye test before they make me take the driving test too. So I'll be without a license until I can get in to an eye doctor next month, when my good no-deductible medical insurance kicks in on Jan. 1st.

So I'm fucked. I could renew online, but in Texas, can you submit a legal change of name online on a driver license renewal? You can submit a change of address, but I think if you get a name change, they have to see the marriage license or court order documenting it in person, so you have to either mail it in, or go up there.

So all that ^ was for naught. Next order of business down in Farmers Branch at Brookhaven, to sign up for the next round of college classes. I get there, and the first place I go is the Financial Aid dept. She says I have a Pell Grant cleared for over $700 bucks. Never mind that the whole reason I'm on this break from college was that I was told the first time that my Pell Grant would only be like $300 bucks, and that I had to take two classes to even get it, which that $300 wouldn't even cover completely the tuition alone for the two classes, and I'd have to make up the difference out of my own pocket.

So now I have over $700 bucks in Pell Grant money, and I'm told that all I need to do is go to Advising and sign up for classes. I sign up for the last of the Developmental Math Classes and a Speech class, to work on my public speaking for weather forecasting. The advisor tries to upsell me on an English class, but I pass and will pick that up either in the summer or next fall. So I have my two classes, the advisor brings me a printout receipt document, and tells me to take this to the Cashier's Office and just tell them Financial Aid, and all would be taken care of.

[insert record scratch...]

I go over to the Cashier's Office and they show me where the money is technically due by Christmas Eve. He tells me that since my financial aid won't drop until January 1st, they have to have the money by Christmas Eve, and if not, I could be dropped from my classes, which counts against my student record.

So now, I'm mad as hell. You mean to tell me that I need to come up with $582 bucks in tuition money, because the financial aid won't drop until January 1st? And now, I'm on the hook for this money? WTF?! If I had damn near $600 bucks to just willy nilly blow on college tuition like it was nothing, I wouldn't need the financial aid to begin with!!!!!!! Hello, people!!!

So I go back to the Financial Aid office, and they fix it for me and resolve my utter panic. I go to the bookstore and get price quotes for the books I need. I want to buy the speech book but I forget to.

After I leave Brookhaven, I try and see where my boss is. My boss's elderly friend has the keys to my place, and I assumed that they left for the VA, literally clear on the other side of Dallas County. My boss had an appointment with Dental at 2pm, and his elderly friend needed his meds renewed. So I end up riding the DART Train all the way down there, and get there about 45 minutes early. The popcorn from the popcorn machine near the information desk smells so inviting, so I grab the $2.75 bag, and drown it in Movie Theatre Butter powder, grab a seat in the huge open clinical addition lobby, watch the world go by for a little while, and enjoy the best popcorn money can buy.

It gets close to time, so I go upstairs to the second floor to Dental, and wait for my boss, who never showed. I give him a half hour grace, and then leave, by which time, my phone is damn near dying. Even though bring my charger, there's no plug anywhere for it. So, I ask the Dental desk clerk if she's heard anything from him. She hasn't.

I leave the VA hospital and get back on the DART train, and go back to Brookhaven, where I go to the bookstore upstairs and get my speech book. I ask for the title so that I can look it up online. The clerk tells me that the book is proprietary - custom made for Brookhaven College. Nice scam if you can run it. I drop $56 dollars for the speech book, but wait on the $100 access code for the online math class.

I hot foot it back home to my apartment, which is locked. It's now 5.30pm in the evening, last night. I high-tail it to my apartment complex's front office, before they close at 6pm. I ask my assistant landlord how much extra keys cost - $5. I finally call my boss, and get his text messages to go down the street to his and his gf's place, while I wait for him to come back from Costco. I unload groceries, tell him about what I'd gone through at the DMV, at Brookhaven, and then literally playing Where's Waldo on a wild goose chase looking for him and his elderly friend all over Dallas, so I can get back the keys to my apartment.

He runs my elderly friend and me back to my apartment complex, where he chats with Richard some. Some of the groceries my boss bought, he and his gf don't need, so they gave them to Richard and Lisa, and gave me a few large pizzas too. I was happy with that. I just wanted to go home and go to bed.

And at my store, they wonder why I want my off days back to do over again... /facepalm...

 

[jdcnow]

JD, breathe.

My god, I wish I could, sometimes. My own life and having to run around all the time, sometimes aggravates the crap out of me. Observation >> I think that in a boyfriend, I need a guy who will mellow me out, and bring me down a notch or two in pace.

 

[zoltanspawn]

The new campaign from Unilever is the most revolting thing I've seen all year. "Project Sunlight."



This critique (The Sun Shines Out of Our Behinds) highlights some of my feelings:

The man providing the voice over for the sensitive video implies that via the right soap and deodorant purchases, we can all ensure that clean drinking water is available for everyone and we can even prevent disease in future generations: “Illnesses that today affect millions of children a year will be prevented by simple, everyday products. Your child could have more possibilities of having a healthy heart than any living person today. And, the same chance of a broken heart. No one can escape that.”

I take some comfort hypothesizing that the conglomerate may be responding to trends reversing endless population increase, but that's probably just wishful thinking.

 

[maxpowr9]

My god, I wish I could, sometimes. My own life and having to run around all the time, sometimes aggravates the crap out of me. Observation >> I think that in a boyfriend, I need a guy who will mellow me out, and bring me down a notch or two in pace.

I feel ya and it is probably why I have been approaching my romantic life wrong. I like to think I am mellow but in actuality, I am running around with my head cut off and I need someone to slow down my circle. I used to think the converse that I needed a guy to keep up with me but I need the exact opposite because I realize that no guy can keep up with me without being ostensibly crazy. Sure they may dull my senses but as long as there is a sense of caring, that is all I would want.

 

[mikey3000]

Sharia Law. Does not have precedence over UK and Scottish Law. In fact Sharia Law is not acknowledged here in the UK.
My understanding without using a search engine, is that this law originates in Saudi Arabia. Where the most strict form of Islamic Religion
is also the state sanctioned one.

It's coming...

 

[Harke the Boeotarch]

^ I hope so, because it means that they who are the self-professed keepers of the rule of law will have their bluff called.

 

[medic1]

No it is not, the clip you showed was about a group of rabid extremists, fly-posting a London borough with posters. Which the local council were very quick in tearing down.
Sharia Law will never become "law" here, in fact only this morning Cameron our delightful British PM, has announced plans to bring in new laws to confront this.

 

[medic1]

^ I hope so, because it means that they who are the self-professed keepers of the rule of law will have their bluff called.

Nope, Their bluff cannot be called, for one simple reason, they are not bluffing.

Right now, the trial of the killers of Lee Rigby, the young Fusilier who was brutally hacked to pieces in a London street, is underway, at the Old Bailey.
Needless to say, this in itself is causing extremists of all colours to come crawling out of the woodwork.

 

[Harke the Boeotarch]

^ Where were those people when they were trying to kill Salman Rushdie?