I still don't have a car. It'll be 2 weeks tomorrow. Called earlier and got "they're working on it still, but it's getting closer."

I could have attempted to obtain other transportation if I had any idea it would be this long.

And my packages from UPS were most likely stolen from my front porch. I don't know...never happened before but I have bad feelings about the new chick next door.

And some fake car coverage people keep calling trying to scam me.

I hate the world and most everything in it.

Oh, sorry. I'm supposed to be Suzie Sunshine. Eh.

Not in this thread, missy.

No Suzie Sunshine needed here.

Sorry about your car. Even the mechanics can't work in that engine bay. Grumble, grumble.

Infie,

Why do you hate cars and Jesus? Every time you have car problems the baby Jesus weeps bitter tears. And god kills a kitten.

Enough with the car problems!

Thanks guys. You were to the cheering me up with your sentences of kindness and jocularity.

foot, it ain't that I hate cars or baby jebus, really, it's just that they hate me and I would feel badly if I didn't reciprocate with some small measure of disdain. But I can't hold grudges very well so they keep sneaking back up on me. HAHA, they say, in a Nelsony way.

My fucken airbag light came on last night. Piss.

Mine has been flashing for ages. They said it's just a service reminder, but I have to take my car to the manufacturer for it because other mechanics can't do it or whatever.

It was raining slightly yesterday. I went down my front steps last night, which were slightly wet, and the concrete landing after the bottom step had a very thin layer of black ice covered in a wet slick. My feet immediately shot out from under me, time slowed down, I got out an emphatic "fuck!" just as I landed on the concrete slab right on my ass/tailbone. My reading glasses, which were on top of my head, flew off and got crushed. It knocked the wind out of me, and I felt nothing but pain. I was able to get up, and get in the car to go pick up my daughter.

Since then, I feel fine if I stay in a comfortable position, but if I lift my leg or shift my weight or something, I get a shooting pain in my tailbone.

I walked the mile to the Metro this morning, and I had to walk like an old man because it hurt every step I took.

Why the hell do we even have tail bones? We're humans, dammit.

Tonight is $5 buckets, and the weather guessers are hollering 3-6 inches of snow and ice.:neutral:

So buy two in case you can't get home.;)

Be careful with that bro, backs have been wrecked from far less. I've been on a daily yoga/pilates kick since I changed jobs and am only now getting my lower back straightened out from a similar fall.

The church is near but the road is icy; the bar is far away but I will walk carefully.;)

Damn, Glatt, that sucks, man.

I'm sorry about ur tailbone.

Thanks guys. It's slowly getting better. Used to be a sharp stabbing pain whenever I moved, but now it's more of an occasional dull pain. I'm hopeful it will be fine in a few more days.

It could have been worse.





Could have been me.

Well actually this happened yesterday... I figured my new Canon camera would arrive on Thursday or Friday and was making plans to be home most of the day as it will require a signature. So yesterday I ran an errand at 11AM and came home to find an attempted delivery notice on my door from the postman who normally never comes down my street until 5PM. The notice said the package could be picked up today so I have been patiently waiting to go to the PO when they open. :right:

Jebus, glatt. Glad you're doing better. Don't do that again! I mean, don't fall again...not don't get better again.

:lol2:

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Windows update changed my desktop settings. I fucking hate when it does that.

Today would have been my friend John's 45th birthday.

We're having a thing tonight for him.

He liked vodka, so, vodka it is...

cheers brother

i have a crush. A persistent crush. An achy heart kind of crush. I think the crush is mutual. There's only one problem: age difference. Stone is bummed.

If age difference is the only problem then that's not bad. However, like i after e there are some exceptions to that rule. Obviously over 18, and if one is under let's say 24 then a 20 or 30 year age difference might need to be tread gently.

I'd say go for it.

Yes, much over 18. 20 year difference between this person and myself. Person will be leaving at the end of the summer. I would just like to spend some quality time with this person. Make a few memories. Feel something again. Hurt heart in a couple months? I don't care. I would feel alive. But I don't want to subject myself to ridicule, in case I'm reading things wrong. I really don't think I am reading things wrong. It feels like we're both afraid to just come out with it and say hey let's spend some time together. Or this person thinks I am as awesome as they say they think I am but they don't even consider me in that way. I'm out of practice.

Ask 'em if they like fireworks. If they say "Yes.", get real close and ask "All kinds?".

*files that away for future reference*

There's also the old tried and true, "Let's get a pizza and fuck." f they reject that you just say "What's the matter, you don't like pizza?"

:thumb: @ Futz

As long as it isn't illegal, go for it. They're going away. If you're reading it wrong, no worries, they'll soon be gone as will your hearthurt. And if it turns out to be the thing that was meant to be, you'll find a way to keep it and you'll have great memories. But if you don't try, all you will have in the future is thoughts of "should I have?" to torture yourself with.

Asking them if they'd like to attend some function with you is general enough to be construed as a date or not.
If you get a positive response you can offer to pay for the tickets.
For an enthusiastic response you could add dinner before or after.
If the afternoon/evening goes well then rip off your clothes and say do me. :blush:

If it's a female and her bra and panties match. She had the same idea.
If it's a male and he has a condom that isn't dried out and left a ring in his wallet, he had the same idea.

OKAY!!!! 'Fess up!
Who let Bruce in one the secret code?
(yeah, it's usually true)

Except...
Where the top or bottom requries special underwear which you don't have in every colour. As in cleavage bra or belly control pants.

But they're parade ring undies, not I'm gonna fuck tonight undies.
They have to match. Because once a man gets to the point of seeing you in your underwear of course he's taking notes :lol:

Go for it.

Of course, it's easy for me to say that.

God, I remember that feeling. I had a painful crush on my friend and colleague for about 2-3 years. Ended up going for it - had a three month fling. Didn't work out so well in the end, but I'm glad we tried. I'd hate to be sitting here now thinking....what if?

Life's too fucking short for what ifs.

You really only ever regret the things you didn't attempt.

Ayup.

except for farts after curry

...or sharts after gas station burritos.

:lol:

Go for it, anon. I did 10 years ago and we're still together. (18 yr diff)
Either way, life really is about the experiences you have. There is no reason to deprive you or him/her of either.

No wai.

Maybe there's hope for me, but since I'm nowhere near as handsome, so maybe I can spring a 9 year difference.

I thought Munchkins were just Munchkins. I didn't expect one to shit all over me.

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loaded munchkins! what will they think of next?

Um, that wasn't shit, you vixen. ;)

I think I've just been stupid. I don't know what I was thinking. I forgot that a lack of life experience can mean a lack of maturity, and peers create that need to be cool. Oh well. Who needs it anyway.

bah. crushes are more fun in secret anyway ;)

Unless you talk about it 35 years after the fact and they track you down on The Cellar...:D

Anon forgot to use Deborah Kerr's line: "Years from now, when you talk about this, and you will, be kind."

Tomorrow, Thursday, July 2nd, at 12 noon, the year in half gone. :eek:

or half full

or twice as big as it needs to be

the person and I talked a little bit about stuff and it was nice. It is a shame that it couldn't be more but they are definitely crushing too. While being realistic. It's not the worst feeling. Gives me hope for my future. I am rememberin I have qualities of my very own. It is good. If a little sad.

Window shopping can be more fun than the real thing, and infinitely more sensible. Enjoy what you have, seems like your head is on the right way :)

Oh so true :P

Yesterday I went to visit an old roommate and his wife, about 70 miles down US 1 near Conowingo Dam. Coming back I stopped at the light a mile from here at the five points. When I started across the intersection an Aston cop lights up behind me, so naturally I pull over and shut it off, wondering what his problem was. He walks up to me and says you're dragging your battery.

Sure enough the fucking battery is holding on by just the positive cable, the battery had half worn away, and my truck had been running on the alternator. If he hadn't stopped me I would have made it home, but of course I couldn't start it with no battery so he called a tow truck. We couldn't put it on the truck because I can't get the shift lever out of park without the key on and the my foot on the brake pedal. It's an antitheft feature.

So the cop went to the station and brought back a jump box. With that I got it started, put the top up as it was starting to sprinkle, and drove it home.
But it still cost me $150 just to have the truck show up. Raining this morning so I haven't crawled under there to see what happened. :smack:

Well, that certainly sucks.

Guess what happened? Quality time and I do mean quality. Lots of conversation and other more intimate happenings. A lot of honesty and sincerity and also laughs. What a great night, fireworks was the correct call.

Splendid!

Sent by thought transference

Couldn't they have sent a truck capable of 'a full suspended lift'?

yay anon!

It's all in a day's work for ... Bicycle Repairman.

You'd think the tow truck operator would carry a jump box to enable unlocking the shift lever on vehicles like yours.

Or wheel dollies, or jumper cables. Duh.