More non-PC ness

Randomness

I would like to start off by clarifying one thing. The SR, whilst he is an asshole and a total player, has never been anything but wonderful to me, apart from his extremly irriating unreliability. He was the one who thought he was going to be hurt, but still continued with the arrangement. I surprised myself with how I reacted to calling it all off. If I hadn't been impatient and/or scared it all would have worked out fine.

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I noticed a little symbol next to a word verifaction thingy when commenting on a friends blog. Its a little disabled wheelchair symbol. I found this to be slightly confusing. When I roll my mouse over it it says 'listen and type the numbers you hear'. What excatly is this for? Seeing as there are no numbers in the word verification (EVER) I can only conclude that it is for illiterate people. What are illiterate people doing READING let alone COMMENTING on a blog!?!

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I (HEART) Rhett Miller. He is one hell of an awesome artist.

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Is this really me?

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Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. spazzy (Spazzy?!?) at times. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. (Not true. I have a bead curtain across my bedroom. WTF is more nonsensical or unnecessary?) Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover. Repost this in the next 5 mins and your reputation will boost someway in the next 12 days (WOOHOO a reputation. theres one nonsensical and unnecessary thing I dislike)

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HA

For his birthday, little Patrick asked for a 10-speed bicycle.

His father said, "Son, we'd give you one, but the mortgage on this house is $80,000 & your mother just lost her job. There's no way we can afford it."

The next day the father saw little Patrick heading out the front door with a suitcase. So he asked, "Son, where are you going?"

Little Patrick told him,"I was walking past your room last night heard you telling Mom you were pulling out.

Then I heard her tell you to wait because she was coming too. And I'll be damned if I'm staying here by myself with an $80,000 mortgage & no bike!"

OH MY GOD... Blogdrawls

I have been without internet for a week.

This is my definition of blogdrwals... not only is it killing me that I have no way to get myself out of my head, but I am not able to contact my blog buddies, not able to find out whats going on in their lives. And I want to read comments on my blog!!!

Not that I've had much to comment on in the last week. Heartache. Nobody will ever love me. I screwed up with SR. I'm going on holidays in a week, staying in the room of my best mate (who is also a bloke), and if I dont get this SR shit sorted out I can kiss that goodbye.

Work sucks. What the fuck is with work politics. I'm working in a different section two days a week but I'm still expected to chip in with all of the same drudge chores that the political bitch never seems to do. And I'm being targeted for it. This week I had a serious migraine and so had two days in that section in which to complete about 3 and 1/2 days work. NOBODY is that good!

I went out last night. Couldn't deal with the crowd, got frustrated and the normal nightspot just felt dirty and crowded. I was home by 12.30, crying on the couch and drinking.

So blogosphere, I am back. Though with this general mood I may have to stick to publishing forwards and the current spam!