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Tzor, remember when I said "At least you have a sense humour?"
I take it back.
I take it back.
Cuz apparently I gotta break this down for you dense motherfuckers- I'm trans feminine nonbinary. My pronouns are they/them.
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FrankTrollman wrote:In Soviet Russia, cosmic horror is the default state.
You should gain sanity for finding out that the problems of a region are because there are fucking monsters there.
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Special message to my biggest fan, you know who you are.
Hey Vanna. I know you're reading this. Get the fuck over me and stop stalking me. You keep boasting about your supposedly perfect life, why don't you go enjoy your gigantic house and your husband who will kick my ass if he meets me, and your 4.0 GPA which got you a powerful high-paying job and whatever other horseshit you have pulled out of thin ass and stop following me around?
And you know what? I don't like you. I will never like you. That is a fact you are going to have to live with. Say to yourself whatever you want to help you sleep at night, but I. am. not. YOURS. I may have my share of issues, but at least I'm trying to move on with my life. Which is hard when I have friends telling me that you are STILL trying to turn them against me as recently as 3-4 months ago. I agree I am far from sainthood and have done more than my share of juvenile things, but ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.
My life, with all it's ups and downs, is good. I am surrounded with good people, I am healthier than I've been in over a decade, I have an active social life, and most of all I feel loved and accepted. And when I fuck up, I work on fixing it. Which is more than you are capable of doing. You are a broken, childish person who can't let go of the past, who is miserable when she doesn't get her way, who demands that everyone love her but doesn't make any attempt to actually EARN that esteem.
And you can't hurt me anymore. You might annoy me, you might turn people against me, you might even piss me off when one of my closest friends states you disowned him after he asked you to stop bitching about me to him and to put on your big-girl panties and grow the fuck up. But you cannot harm me anymore. Good bye, Vanna. I hope you finally find happiness but I sincerely doubt you'll ever see past your own nose.
And you know what? I don't like you. I will never like you. That is a fact you are going to have to live with. Say to yourself whatever you want to help you sleep at night, but I. am. not. YOURS. I may have my share of issues, but at least I'm trying to move on with my life. Which is hard when I have friends telling me that you are STILL trying to turn them against me as recently as 3-4 months ago. I agree I am far from sainthood and have done more than my share of juvenile things, but ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.
My life, with all it's ups and downs, is good. I am surrounded with good people, I am healthier than I've been in over a decade, I have an active social life, and most of all I feel loved and accepted. And when I fuck up, I work on fixing it. Which is more than you are capable of doing. You are a broken, childish person who can't let go of the past, who is miserable when she doesn't get her way, who demands that everyone love her but doesn't make any attempt to actually EARN that esteem.
And you can't hurt me anymore. You might annoy me, you might turn people against me, you might even piss me off when one of my closest friends states you disowned him after he asked you to stop bitching about me to him and to put on your big-girl panties and grow the fuck up. But you cannot harm me anymore. Good bye, Vanna. I hope you finally find happiness but I sincerely doubt you'll ever see past your own nose.
In this moment, I am Ur-phoric. Not because of any phony god’s blessing. But because, I am enlightened by my int score.
I had a good night.
I'm not even much of a sports fan, but I watched the college football championship with Dad and then stood in line for two hours at the store to get the new T-shirts.
In the couple hours in line, I had a few vague ideas about sports. Honestly, I enjoy the cheering, shouting, and interacting with other fans as much (or more) than I do the actual football games. For me, it's like D&D or anything else--if the company ain't good, I don't want to do it.
I had fun, and that doesn't happen often enough for me.
I'm not even much of a sports fan, but I watched the college football championship with Dad and then stood in line for two hours at the store to get the new T-shirts.
In the couple hours in line, I had a few vague ideas about sports. Honestly, I enjoy the cheering, shouting, and interacting with other fans as much (or more) than I do the actual football games. For me, it's like D&D or anything else--if the company ain't good, I don't want to do it.
I had fun, and that doesn't happen often enough for me.
He jumps like a damned dragoon, and charges into battle fighting rather insane monsters with little more than his bare hands and rather nasty spell effects conjured up solely through knowledge and the local plantlife. He unerringly knows where his goal lies, he breathes underwater and is untroubled by space travel, seems to have no limits to his actual endurance and favors killing his enemies by driving both boots square into their skull. His agility is unmatched, and his strength legendary, able to fling about a turtle shell big enough to contain a man with enough force to barrel down a near endless path of unfortunates.
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
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Meant to reply to this when it was posted. Forgot. It really sucks that that happened to you. I don't really have anything insightful to add, but figured I should express my sympathy when I'm sympathetic since I make a point of expressing my unsympathy when I'm not.Count Arioch the 28th wrote:so lets see:
Worked on being positive, got the most awesome lady of my life. Said lady used me for my giant dick and now doesnt want to see me. What sucks is that she was really good in bed and now i want sex. Was easier before. Then again, i feel very weird. I didnt want to have sex, and kept telling her no but she kept forcing herself on me. So i submitted because no one has wanted me before and i really liked her. She was rough even by my tastes, i was bruised and bleeding all over. And afterwards she rejected me in away more emasculating than i am used to. I feel ashamed and weak. Like a whore. This is no joke but is this what being raped feels like? I dont know how to deal with this...
Hope to have real internet soon.
EDIT: Also, it's not "you're a sweet guy, therefore I can't sleep with you". It's "you're a sweet guy, but unfortunately I can't sleep with you." Also, you tend to hear this regardless of how sweet they actually find you. In other words, it's meaningless boilerplate so try not to think about it or base life decisions on it.
Meanwhile, if you have access to psychiatric care and want to feel like you're drunk without destroying your health, may I recommend getting some benzos?
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It's okay, bro. I make jokes about it now. Also, I'm being treated for a few things with medicine rather than booze.Orion wrote:
Meant to reply to this when it was posted. Forgot. It really sucks that that happened to you. I don't really have anything insightful to add, but figured I should express my sympathy when I'm sympathetic since I make a point of expressing my unsympathy when I'm not.
In this moment, I am Ur-phoric. Not because of any phony god’s blessing. But because, I am enlightened by my int score.
People who fail to wash their hands after going to the toilet should not be surprised that I refuse to shake their hand. If they press for a public explanation, they should not be surprised that I humiliate them.
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King Francis I's Mother said wrote:The love between the kings was not just of the beard, but of the heart
So I lost a little over three kilos last week, and I don't know how. I thought I had had too many of the low-fat yoghurt snacks (though I ate less fruit and, what with not attending any parties, didn't have any Coke, pastry foods or whatever?) and my waist is still the same, but wow.
And I'm now teetering on the border of "overweight" and "healthy" (going by the guidelines of the BMI). Sure, I seriously want to get down to 55kg so that I'm on the lighter side of healthy (without hitting "underweight"), even if it does mean losing my fulsome pair of funbags. But that's a gradual goal.
And I'm now teetering on the border of "overweight" and "healthy" (going by the guidelines of the BMI). Sure, I seriously want to get down to 55kg so that I'm on the lighter side of healthy (without hitting "underweight"), even if it does mean losing my fulsome pair of funbags. But that's a gradual goal.
Count Arioch the 28th wrote:There is NOTHING better than lesbians. Lesbians make everything better.
Not to put too fine a point on it, the BMI is a crock of shit. Measure against your ability to run a mile, or fit in old clothes, or something sane.Koumei wrote:So I lost a little over three kilos last week, and I don't know how. I thought I had had too many of the low-fat yoghurt snacks (though I ate less fruit and, what with not attending any parties, didn't have any Coke, pastry foods or whatever?) and my waist is still the same, but wow.
And I'm now teetering on the border of "overweight" and "healthy" (going by the guidelines of the BMI). Sure, I seriously want to get down to 55kg so that I'm on the lighter side of healthy (without hitting "underweight"), even if it does mean losing my fulsome pair of funbags. But that's a gradual goal.
Eat healthy, be in shape, and don't sweat the rest.
I blame business travel and poor hygiene. Also, media alarmism.
Dogs check for bedbugs. You seriously hire bug-sniffing dogs, if you want it done right. The internet knows what signs to look for though, and it's basically bedbug bites and fecal matter showing up in the creases of your mattress.
I thought I had a problem at one point, but it was actually just allergies. I was looking at cranking up the heat (because they die off at some surprisingly low temp) and maybe venting some CO2 in my bedroom, but I'm not convinced that would have worked.
Dogs check for bedbugs. You seriously hire bug-sniffing dogs, if you want it done right. The internet knows what signs to look for though, and it's basically bedbug bites and fecal matter showing up in the creases of your mattress.
I thought I had a problem at one point, but it was actually just allergies. I was looking at cranking up the heat (because they die off at some surprisingly low temp) and maybe venting some CO2 in my bedroom, but I'm not convinced that would have worked.
They have been. Seriously, someone I know just had to drop a couple thousand dollars on getting their house exterminated. The fuckers were breeding inside the walls--and it took a couple treatments (second one was free, though). And they had to get rid of a lot of furniture because the exterminator couldn't gaurantee that he'd killed them all in the fabric.
Something about one check...They put some bugkiller in the bottom of four cups, and set the cups under the bedlegs. So that any bedbug trying to go for the sleeping person would encounter the poison and die.
Something about one check...They put some bugkiller in the bottom of four cups, and set the cups under the bedlegs. So that any bedbug trying to go for the sleeping person would encounter the poison and die.
He jumps like a damned dragoon, and charges into battle fighting rather insane monsters with little more than his bare hands and rather nasty spell effects conjured up solely through knowledge and the local plantlife. He unerringly knows where his goal lies, he breathes underwater and is untroubled by space travel, seems to have no limits to his actual endurance and favors killing his enemies by driving both boots square into their skull. His agility is unmatched, and his strength legendary, able to fling about a turtle shell big enough to contain a man with enough force to barrel down a near endless path of unfortunates.
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
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Mineral oil works? Cool.Count Arioch the 28th wrote:You can replicate the same effect with mineral oil without the dangerous chemicals under your bed. That's how you keep ants out of a tarantula cage.
From what I heard, it was some powder or something. But yeah, do that.
He jumps like a damned dragoon, and charges into battle fighting rather insane monsters with little more than his bare hands and rather nasty spell effects conjured up solely through knowledge and the local plantlife. He unerringly knows where his goal lies, he breathes underwater and is untroubled by space travel, seems to have no limits to his actual endurance and favors killing his enemies by driving both boots square into their skull. His agility is unmatched, and his strength legendary, able to fling about a turtle shell big enough to contain a man with enough force to barrel down a near endless path of unfortunates.
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
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Granted, the poison will work but suffocation and drowning in mineral oil is just as fatal to bugs as poison is.
I'm tweaking my core workout lately. My abs feel like they're made of iron.
I figured that during winter, one's body wants to conserve weight. Therefore, I have decided to tweak things a bit. I'm still eating in moderation and cutting out the junk food, instead I'm increasing activity to see if I can rebuild and get some gains. I know the lady I'm seeing at the moment is quite impressed with how I can make my biceps and pecs dance...
I'm tweaking my core workout lately. My abs feel like they're made of iron.
I figured that during winter, one's body wants to conserve weight. Therefore, I have decided to tweak things a bit. I'm still eating in moderation and cutting out the junk food, instead I'm increasing activity to see if I can rebuild and get some gains. I know the lady I'm seeing at the moment is quite impressed with how I can make my biceps and pecs dance...
In this moment, I am Ur-phoric. Not because of any phony god’s blessing. But because, I am enlightened by my int score.
I feel that it works as a good guideline. Now, being 171cm tall (weird, I thought I was taller than that), it would be awesome to be say 60kg with measurements of 90-56-85 (cm), but at a veteran 27 years of age (and seemingly only ever having a fulsome pair of funbags when overweight) I think it's fair to say that one's never happening.fectin wrote:Not to put too fine a point on it, the BMI is a crock of shit.
Well, it's not a mile, but I can run a lap around the local football oval without needing to stop or slow down (like the dog would let me do either), something I couldn't previously do. So no matter how you look at it, I've become more fit and healthy, and indeed my recent blood test looks good...Measure against your ability to run a mile
So the blood test. It had been ages, so I forgot that the fasting period isn't "no water either". This made it hard to find the blood vessels. And my blood vessels are, I kid you not, "in the wrong place". It took two jabs to find a vein. Yes, find. I'm used to misplacing keys and stuff, but blood vessels?
Anyway, results are back:
-High salt levels. I have no idea why. I mean, I sometimes have soy sauce with my dinner, and that's very salty. But I don't drown it in the stuff or have it that often, and I never add salt to things. Could the not-drinking-water-during-fasting have skewed the results?
-Low Vitamin D. I'm pale, so I need what, 15min/day of sunlight, and this is the land of HAHAHA YOU WILL DIE UNDER A MERCILESS SUN. I'm pretty sure I get more than that, but w/e. Now I have Vit-D pills to go with all my other tablets and stuff.
-Everything else: totally fine, all good, no risk of diabetes or anything.
Count Arioch the 28th wrote:There is NOTHING better than lesbians. Lesbians make everything better.
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The lady I was seeing? Friendzoned! However, she is genuinely pleasant to be around and likes a lot of the same things I do. I won't be trying to get with her anymore, but we still have plans to hang out. And who knows, maybe when she gets to know me better, and if I can avoid acting either creepy or like a douchebag she may come around. But if not, better men than me have been friend-zoned, and compared to some of the breakups I've been through this is seriously not a deal.
Also, after doing my taxes I think I may have been underselling myself. My income is almost double from last year. If this trend continues and is tripled by 2013, I will live very comfortably indeed (by my standards. Still well below mean income). But my expenses are also less, and I finally convinced Edfinancial that I don't have enough money for them to pursue me legally for the money I owe them and they told me to not worry about it until I get a better job. I give them three months to change their mind, but for now things are doing well.
I mean, the last chick I nailed tore my dick-skin open with her teeth. I think the lady had very deep-seated problems and I'm glad I don't have to deal with them.
In this moment, I am Ur-phoric. Not because of any phony god’s blessing. But because, I am enlightened by my int score.
I got my W2's. I also had the forethought to get an official printout from Sallie Mae about the interest I've paid on my student loan, which should be advantageous to me for taxes.
He jumps like a damned dragoon, and charges into battle fighting rather insane monsters with little more than his bare hands and rather nasty spell effects conjured up solely through knowledge and the local plantlife. He unerringly knows where his goal lies, he breathes underwater and is untroubled by space travel, seems to have no limits to his actual endurance and favors killing his enemies by driving both boots square into their skull. His agility is unmatched, and his strength legendary, able to fling about a turtle shell big enough to contain a man with enough force to barrel down a near endless path of unfortunates.
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
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I am leaving the internet, possibly for good. I will keep my facebook open, but I'm abandoning the social aspect of the internet. Nothing good has ever come of this, no women, no money, no nothing. And the fact that my ex-wife has verified that yes, she IS fucking stalking me online via e-mail is more than I can take. When is she going to stop trying to punish me? I admit I'm not an angel and truth me told I did my share of fucked up shit during our time, but I DID permanently fuck myself over financially so her resume wouldn't be tainted with retail work, why can't she just leave me alone?
Anyway, I'm gone. Deuces.
Anyway, I'm gone. Deuces.
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In this moment, I am Ur-phoric. Not because of any phony god’s blessing. But because, I am enlightened by my int score.
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Good luck, Count.
I am judging the philosophies and decisions you have presented in this thread. The ones I have seen look bad, and also appear to be the fruit of a poisonous tree that has produced only madness and will continue to produce only madness.
--AngelFromAnotherPin
believe in one hand and shit in the other and see which ones fills up quicker. it will be the one you are full of, shit.
--Shadzar
--AngelFromAnotherPin
believe in one hand and shit in the other and see which ones fills up quicker. it will be the one you are full of, shit.
--Shadzar
I'll miss you. Your periodic stories and rants have been...pretty interesting. So, good luck.
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He jumps like a damned dragoon, and charges into battle fighting rather insane monsters with little more than his bare hands and rather nasty spell effects conjured up solely through knowledge and the local plantlife. He unerringly knows where his goal lies, he breathes underwater and is untroubled by space travel, seems to have no limits to his actual endurance and favors killing his enemies by driving both boots square into their skull. His agility is unmatched, and his strength legendary, able to fling about a turtle shell big enough to contain a man with enough force to barrel down a near endless path of unfortunates.
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
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Well, if you're ever passing through Da Burgh, feel free to look me up.
"But transportation issues are social-justice issues. The toll of bad transit policies and worse infrastructure—trains and buses that don’t run well and badly serve low-income neighborhoods, vehicular traffic that pollutes the environment and endangers the lives of cyclists and pedestrians—is borne disproportionately by black and brown communities."