Beej has the best doctor.
Billytea's ex-inlaws are simply vile.
I know I'm a bad poet, but I'm a good man. All I ask is that... is that you try to see me—
William ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
DavidS - Mar 21, 2006 1:33:58 pm PST #5384 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
brenda m - Mar 21, 2006 1:41:37 pm PST #5385 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Beej has the best doctor.
Billytea's ex-inlaws are simply vile.
Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
billytea - Mar 21, 2006 1:43:19 pm PST #5386 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Billytea's ex-inlaws are simply vile.
Ayup. And here's the kicker: a few months after the wedding, they turned up and invaded our home while I was still at work, and proceeded to traumatise Bec all over again. And I didn't feel able to call the police because I didn't know (and she certainly couldn't decide) if that would just make things even harder for Bec.
And they stayed the entire night. Taking our bed.
Sean K - Mar 21, 2006 1:43:52 pm PST #5387 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Billytea's ex-inlaws are simply vile.
"As God is my witness, no daughter of mine will ever date an actuary!"
Spidra Webster - Mar 21, 2006 1:43:59 pm PST #5388 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
Good God, that's awful. Craxy.
Matt the Bruins fan - Mar 21, 2006 1:44:24 pm PST #5389 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
A former roomie pulled a practical joke having the friend he was supposed to be visiting for a weekend call me and our mutual roommate to ask why he hadn't shown up hours before as expected. Leading us to believe he'd had a car breakdown or accident on the way there. Did I mention this happened during the first-run broadcast of the Star Trek: Next Generation series finale? The missing roomie called just before we were ready to notify the highway patrol, put out that we'd upset his mother and other friends in the area when we tried to determine if he'd made an unplanned side trip.
Third roomie just barely talked me down from moving all the guy's stuff out of the apartment in his absence and giving it away to Goodwill.
bon bon - Mar 21, 2006 1:51:18 pm PST #5390 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
When I was in college, I got fed up with being the news editor of the college paper and quit in fairly dramatic fashion. My suitemate, the A&E editor, encouraged me the whole time, even reading my bridge-burning email before I sent it and talking me out of any doubts.
She then
- refused to take my side in a meeting with the Dean
- started talking about me behind my back to everyone I didn't know, about what a horrible person I was and how I tried to ruin the paper
- encouraged me and my co-editor to come back to the paper, and then sabotaged our application for EIC once it had been accepted, forcing the offer to be retracted
- printed an enemies list in the newspaper with my name on it while I was out of the country
- requested that I bring her things from abroad
- pretended to be my friend even after I learned of all of this
Aims - Mar 21, 2006 1:51:34 pm PST #5391 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
As for the revenge, I used to have a list. Now, NSM.
§ ita § - Mar 21, 2006 1:53:28 pm PST #5392 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
There are other people who bother me more than the person I cited, who turn my stomach, but I don't honestly wish vengeance on any of them. Some have made their own chilly beds, and others...it's so terribly not worth it.
DXMachina - Mar 21, 2006 1:55:36 pm PST #5393 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Dumped by girlfriend (who worked at the next desk over) who then moved in with my best friend.
The nastiest, most misguided prank ever attempted on me was by my landlady, who got a coworker to call me at work on my fortieth birthday to tell me that she (coworker) had seen me coaching soccer, and was interested in meeting me for a drink sometime. I didn't completely fall for it, because a)that had never ever happened to me before or since, and b)it was just too coincidental being my birthday and all, but it left me very confused. Apparently my annoyance was obvious to the coworker, because my landlady called not long after to apologize. Worst misfire she ever tried on me.