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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #680 on: December 14, 2009, 08:29:17 PM »

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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #681 on: December 14, 2009, 08:30:52 PM »

:ohgod:

My leg has been hurting quite a bit today. The bruises are showing up and all that jazz.
Well, I went shopping all day. Not a good idea to be walking on that leg. Went to the bookstore, and started flipping through a book, seeing if it was interesting. And this guy kicked my leg. Hard.
I fell down. He said "You know reading a book in a store is basically stealing, right?" And then he walked off. I got up when I could and limped all over the store for that vigilante wannabe. I was going to shove the book up his ass. THAT IS STEALING, YOU KNOW.
 Leg STILL hurts like a motherfucker.

The hell kind of a shit area do you live in where people walk around kicking each other.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #682 on: December 14, 2009, 08:33:58 PM »

I was in a nice Barnes and Nobles.
I don't know. I guess somebody shot his parents or something.
Guy was nuts.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #683 on: December 14, 2009, 08:39:27 PM »

 :mahboi: You become Batman when your parents are shot.

Still, that's unbelievable. Sad you didn't get to shove a book up his ass. Hope your leg feels better.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #684 on: December 14, 2009, 11:50:16 PM »

:ohgod:

My leg has been hurting quite a bit today. The bruises are showing up and all that jazz.
Well, I went shopping all day. Not a good idea to be walking on that leg. Went to the bookstore, and started flipping through a book, seeing if it was interesting. And this guy kicked my leg. Hard.
I fell down. He said "You know reading a book in a store is basically stealing, right?" And then he walked off. I got up when I could and limped all over the store for that vigilante wannabe. I was going to shove the book up his ass. THAT IS STEALING, YOU KNOW.
 Leg STILL hurts like a motherfucker.

What a laserdong! Does he expect people to buy a book without reading it? I bet he tried writing a book and nobody bought it and then he cried and rode a motorbike into a wall but he survived and got a brain injury that makes him kick everyone. Also he's probably a jerk.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #685 on: December 15, 2009, 03:16:26 AM »

This is why whenever someone touches me even slightly, I shout like a goddamned little girl. Pride is a small price to pay for terrible revenge.

Or why a gloomy day makes you pissed instead of just depressed.
Irritability is one of the major symptoms of depression!
:OoO: Well, fuck, it's one I basically never have. I mean, I tell people to suck my dick more often when I'm depressed. Which means it becomes almost constant. But I also have trouble putting together the energy to work up a head biting-off rage.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #686 on: December 16, 2009, 11:35:47 AM »

Today's my day off, and it just happens to be the day a couple appointments opened on my dentist's schedule, so I went in for the first part of my periodontal work. Now the right half of my face is numb, particularly my upper lip and right nostril, but I can already feel my lower teeth starting to hurt. Tomorrow's not going to be fun.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #687 on: December 16, 2009, 12:35:42 PM »

:ohgod:

My leg has been hurting quite a bit today. The bruises are showing up and all that jazz.
Well, I went shopping all day. Not a good idea to be walking on that leg. Went to the bookstore, and started flipping through a book, seeing if it was interesting. And this guy kicked my leg. Hard.
I fell down. He said "You know reading a book in a store is basically stealing, right?" And then he walked off. I got up when I could and limped all over the store for that vigilante wannabe. I was going to shove the book up his ass. THAT IS STEALING, YOU KNOW.
 Leg STILL hurts like a motherfucker.

I have kneed a man in the balls hard enough to send him to the floor before for harassing me in a similar fashion in a store, so I can understand the anger and frustration of Retard McFuckstain deciding to play Cop on you.

If I see someone do the above, I will knee them in the balls twice as hard for you.

..didn't we have a :salute: at one point in time.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #688 on: December 16, 2009, 01:59:59 PM »

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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #689 on: December 17, 2009, 03:50:09 PM »

Wow. Today was the shit cherry on top of the past three weeks' shit sundae.

On December 1st, my mother had a car accident. She fudged a stop sign and a guy t-boned her. She was unhurt, but her car was totalled. (Incidentally, the night before I had a big fight with her. In the instant after I learned she had an accident but before I learned she walked away from it, I thought I was going straight to Silent Hill.)

The following two weeks were pretty miserable. She was in a hurry to buy a new car, and she had to go to various medical establishments for insurance reasons; for some reason she felt she didn't want to do all that alone, so she asked me to go pretty much everywhere with her. You know what? I'm not a monster. I went.

The thing is, my mom doesn't trust me to drive. Never mind the fact that I've been driving like a saint for 12 years and have never so much as put a scratch in any vehicle I've ever sat behind the wheel of. And she just caused a fucking accident. So she drove us around, the first week in a rental car paid for by her insurance company, the second week in my own actual fucking car. To and from every car dealership in town, to and from specialists doctors and x-ray labs and who knows what else. On top of that I have brutal motion sickness, and my sleep disorder tends to act up in this time of year. It all adds up to me, half asleep, perpetually on the edge of vomiting, being carted all over town so I can listen to assholes try to sell my notoriously indecisive mom a car over and over again.

(By the way, man are modern cars boring. Damn. They all look the same to me.)

Eventually she does settle on a car, and asks me if she can borrow mine to go to work while hers is prepped and all. At this point I'm just glad she doesn't need me around anymore, so I let her.

She got her car yesterday evening. And still, today she wanted to use my car again instead, because a bunch of people at her office were going to a restaurant for lunch and she didn't want to haul people in her brand new car just yet. So I let her. It's just one more day, right? What difference does it make?

Minutes after I woke up late this afternoon, I get a call. It's her. She's at work. She let the lights on the car all day and the battery's dead. Her roadside assistance program only covers her when she's driving her own car. She wants me to drive her new car to her workplace, let her go home, then call the Canadian equivalent of the AAA (of which I'm a member), and pretend that I let the battery run out so they'd boost me for free. (For a debatable definition of "free" because I only get five calls a year.)

So I drive there, nice guy that I am. First thing she says when I arrive isn't "hello" or "thanks". No, she yells at me because I picked a spacious parking spot about twenty feet from the front door instead of a squeezy little space right in front. Yeah, I'll park your brand new car that I've never driven before into a tiny little space so you can save ten seconds of walking.

Anyway. She gets in her car, drives away. Turns out the front doors to the building are locked. After an hour of waiting outside in snowy -30 Celsius weather, the tow guy arrives and boosts my car. I spent fifteen minutes scraping the frost from the inside windows, drive half an hour more to recharge the battery, and get home.

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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #690 on: December 17, 2009, 04:01:42 PM »



Voitures modernes. Elles toutes ressembler aux rasoirs électriques.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #691 on: December 17, 2009, 04:06:27 PM »

Stop being nice to your mother. Disregard what society says about family and familial obligation. You have been mistreated. Confront or detach.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #692 on: December 17, 2009, 04:15:04 PM »

Listen to Friday.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #693 on: December 17, 2009, 04:28:38 PM »

Well, your mom's an asshole.

But why didn't you use her car to charge yours? Or use one of her office buddies' cars to do it?
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #694 on: December 17, 2009, 05:01:42 PM »

Thank you Friday. I didn't realize how much I needed someone to say that to me until I actually read it.

But why didn't you use her car to charge yours? Or use one of her office buddies' cars to do it?

Neither of us have jumper cables and I'm fairly sure she's alienated most of the people she works with.

You know, my father's a bona fide monster. So much so that I don't even want to talk about him at any length. I haven't seen him in over a decade and I feel pretty good about that. And then sometimes I look at the woman he married, and I pity him. I think I'm coming to realize that I need to get away from her before she does to me whatever it is she did to him.

I'm not keen on moving during the winter (or during the holidays), but yeah, I do need to go as soon as I find a place that's not a total shithole, even if it's more expensive than I'd like. I just don't want to have to choose between my mother and mold.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #695 on: December 17, 2009, 05:09:16 PM »

Well, if you ever find yourself in such a situation again and feel a little adventurous, what you could do is take the battery from the running vehicle and put it the one with the dead one, turn that vehicle on, then without shutting the engine off put the dead battery back in, then just return the charged battery to the first vehicle. That way you can both leave with you cars running, of course your mom's a jerk and probably would not have liked you fiddling with the battery on her brand new car.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #696 on: December 17, 2009, 05:13:55 PM »

That seems like a real good way to get electrocuted to death.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #697 on: December 17, 2009, 05:19:18 PM »

That's why I said adventurous, also it probably helps that I know what I'm doing. You'd be surprised how much you can get not electrocuted. Still, I guess you're probably right, kids please don't try this at home!
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #698 on: December 17, 2009, 06:46:59 PM »

Electro- wait ... how... what?

My mind is boggling at how someone could electrocute themselves removing and replacing a car battery.

But then I sometimes forget just how little most people know about cars these days.

(I have never personally owned a car, but I know more about basic maintenance and repair of same than almost everyone I know who's owned a car for years. This is not a comment on any flimsy knowledge I might have, more a comment on their literally frightening lack of same).

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Also Zed, I won't go into details, but I have a similar history with my mother, who has pretty much ruined our immediate family and continues to do so (PM me if you're truly morbidly curious). The on thing I can say is this: the fight's just not worth it. Unless you hate your mother utterly and would be utterly serene if you never saw her again (and a number of points in your story make it seem like you're nowhere near that point), then don't make a mess of things.

Just take all the time you need, plan your move out properly, and when you're ready just do it. At some point in this process you will simply inform your mother that you are moving out. Calmly, firmly, but absolutely not up for debate. Then you follow through and that's it.

With luck, you may even find some improvement in your relationship with your mother.
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Re: Shit Days
« Reply #699 on: December 17, 2009, 07:39:29 PM »

No mother should ever balk at the suggestion that her son moves out when he's ready, if she does then you should just ignore her VERY AGGRESSIVELY until you're gone.

Trust me.
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