Topic: Shit Days (Read 227699 times)

R^2 · « **Reply #2160 on:** June 05, 2011, 06:54:51 AM »

I finally convinced my mother to apply for food stamps, because we're eligible according to the website. She got as far as the "choose a password for your account" screen before she got frustrated and stormed out of the room. Sigh.

Dooly · « **Reply #2161 on:** June 05, 2011, 03:23:42 PM »

That cat we'd adopted from the raccoon family (who after several months completely accepted us and became a regular old kitty) was hit by a car today.

Mongrel · « **Reply #2162 on:** June 05, 2011, 04:44:54 PM »

Quote from: Dooly on June 05, 2011, 03:23:42 PM

That cat we'd adopted from the raccoon family (who after several months completely accepted us and became a regular old kitty) was hit by a car today.

;______________;

Sorry man.

R^2 · « **Reply #2163 on:** June 07, 2011, 12:44:12 PM »

"Hi, my name is Richard Rouse, I was referred to you by <whatever>, I'm calling about the position of line co--"

Bzzzt. Ffssssh. Line cut.

My phone has crashed in the middle of a call again, unable to take the stress of sending and receiving data despite said exercises being its entire purpose. This has interrupted calls regarding employment no fewer than seven times.

This week.

the asshole you hate · « **Reply #2164 on:** June 07, 2011, 02:03:59 PM »

I'm in an alien house surrounded by hostility. I have no idea if I can even get home, or what my family will say if I do. I might literally be a hobo and I just don't know it yet.

Today, I hate my life.

* Get ready love will leave you cryin'
It's gonna hurt you til you heart is dyin'
Can't escape it ain't no use in tryin'
No exception, love will leave you crying too
Till you're a broken man, poor you

The day you see her, a lovely stranger
You only pray that soon you'll know her name
You finally touch her then you're in danger
It won't be long before you feel the pain

'Cause your emotions will overtake you
You'll look for heaven in her big brown eyes
But she's no angel and she'll forsake you
That shouldn't come as any great suprise

Passion isn't really happiness
There is trouble in her sweet caress
Lost in confusion
You'll drown in delusion
If you don't run

* (repeat)

You think you're macho, a real soldier
But you've never seen this women smile
You can't resist her, You can't control her
Soon you'll be helpless as a little child

You'll feel so foolish, but just remember
There is no man who wouldn't be her slave
She's hot as fire, cold as December
Her kiss will drive you to an early grave

Every time you try to run away
Your desires are gonna make you stay
Still in her power weaker by the hour
Why even fight

* (repeat)

Passion isn't really happiness
There is trouble in her swet caress
Lost in confusion
You'll drown in delusion
If you don't run

* (repeat)

Mongrel · « **Reply #2165 on:** June 07, 2011, 05:40:06 PM »

Guild, I can't say much other than to say I've actually been in that position before (in my case it was the girl's parent;s house no less).

Alls I know is that that's a bad bad BAD place to be.

R^2 · « **Reply #2166 on:** June 08, 2011, 06:57:34 PM »

I woke up at midnight shivering so much my teeth chattered. My fever broke at 4:00AM. Clearly I'm getting sick juuust long enough to interfere with my final exams now.

(I suspect I know the cause of this, and it's not a pathogen. And if I'm right, I'll need a series of hospital visits to fix it. Did I mention I'm not eligible for Medicare or the local flavor of Medicaid?)

Lottel · « **Reply #2167 on:** June 08, 2011, 07:12:58 PM »

Doctor called earlier today. He was talking about my head over lunch with a colleague. Colleague had an idea so we are going to run another test. Doctor said that it doesn't fit perfectly, but I'm so atypical it couldn't hurt to check. Then he asked a few questions about my heart, off the record. Just for shits and giggle.
PET PEEVE: STOP CALLING MY MEDICAL CONDITIONS FASCINATING.

And now we start what I like to call my "Magical Medical Tour" in which I'll be rushed around in a flurry of doctors each with an idea of what's wrong and how to fix it. Same thing happened with my heart. Here we are, six years later, and they don't know what's wrong but they know the symptoms aren't killing me. At least not in an obvious way.

I suspect, though, that if they don't know what's up in a few more months, I'm going doctor hunting. And not in the "looking for a new doctor" way.

R^2 · « **Reply #2168 on:** June 08, 2011, 08:33:43 PM »

"Mr. Lottel we have good news! They're naming a disease after you."

Classic · « **Reply #2169 on:** June 08, 2011, 08:39:51 PM »

I guess I'd be a bit pissed about being treated as a "case," rather than an individual. But right now, I'm taking my victories where I can get them.

Be proud you fascinating freak, you!

Lottel · « **Reply #2170 on:** June 08, 2011, 08:50:44 PM »

I never can have the sniffles, or just a headache. Nooooooo...

I have to have mini-seizures or a superheart or possible tumors or something.

But they are always excited to see me. To study.

Brentai · « **Reply #2171 on:** June 08, 2011, 08:53:16 PM »

For science.

You monster.

Mongrel · « **Reply #2172 on:** June 08, 2011, 09:14:59 PM »

See Lottel, thing is, you could have R^2's problem.

Lottel · « **Reply #2173 on:** June 08, 2011, 09:16:12 PM »

That's cheating, Mongrel.

Classic · « **Reply #2174 on:** June 08, 2011, 11:54:52 PM »

Incidentally, my victories here are not cheating and not being a freak. Thank you.

R^2 · « **Reply #2175 on:** June 09, 2011, 09:17:32 AM »

Quote from: R^2 on June 07, 2011, 12:44:12 PM

"Hi, my name is Richard Rouse, I was referred to you by <whatever>, I'm calling about the position of line co--"

Bzzzt. Ffssssh. Line cut.

My phone has crashed in the middle of a call again, unable to take the stress of sending and receiving data despite said exercises being its entire purpose. This has interrupted calls regarding employment no fewer than seven times.

This week.

I just got what was probably the most awkward voicemail from one of these seven, amounting to "Um, hi, you called me earlier this week. I didn't get your name and your call cut off, but you did mention <reference name>, so, uh, give me a call and we'll talk."

So don't let anyone tell you it's personal skill or whatever that gets you job leads. It's always, exclusively, who you know.

Brentai · « **Reply #2176 on:** June 09, 2011, 09:46:23 AM »

Not really, but congratulations all the same.

Stush · « **Reply #2177 on:** June 10, 2011, 03:34:11 AM »

Most of the jobs i've ever gotten have been because of someone else, And i've applied for thousands by myself.

Mongrel · « **Reply #2178 on:** June 10, 2011, 05:21:43 AM »

I wouldn't say it's always true, but it's still more true than not.

R^2 · « **Reply #2179 on:** June 10, 2011, 05:35:42 AM »

Plan in February: Switch phone service providers, get new phone once I'm in Nashville. Plan in March: endure until June to avoid break-contract fees. Plan now: can't afford to pay my bill anyway, so just let the service cut off.

Naturally, my phone crashed while typing this the first time.

News:

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