Fuck! I am finally back to my pre-burning man weight. (as i am one of those freaks who actually gain weight out there due to the high gluttony content of my time there)
And i am marinating a steak for dinenr tonight and right now I am marinating myself in whiskey. I think hubby is gonna have to cook the steak.
FUCK! I love most of you!
Fuck!
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Kinetic
I get to find out by the end of October if I still have a fucking job.
They have no fucking jobs in Cali that I could transfer to.
I can't fucking afford the trip to decompression right now so that fucked up those plans.
I fucking cut my hand trying to fix broke pipes. I can do a lot of things but I'm not a fucking plumber. I can sure fuck up the pipes though.
My new g/f wants me to move in, but that would mean a 50 mile fucked commute with winter coming up. 50 fucked miles in MO is not like 50 BA miles.
My fucked up bank can't fucking get their heads out of ther fucking asses and get deposits posted on time.
My online billing for car insurance is fucked up and they made me pay two months payments in one week to keep coverage....just to cover their fuck up, not mine.
I finally got one of my fucked up psychopath ex girlfriends to get the message that she is fucking history, to get the fuck over it and get on with her fucking fucked up life.
I hate fucking credit reports. I really hate clearing up one fuck up that one fucking company put on my report that was a total fuck up because I had paid them off in fucking full, and they fucking marked it as a bad loan discharge. And it fucked up my credit at a time I fucking needed it and now the sorry fucks at one of the fucking credit bureaus won't fucking respond back and it's been 30 fucking days. So much for the fucking law on that.
I still have fucking playa foot related problems, and on it fucking goes.
And I am tired of the chemo making my mother fucking bitch at everyone and everything that is fucked in the world or that fucking moves.
And I wish the fucking specialist would get off their fucked up asses and get Tiffany's EEG reports back so we know what the fuck is going on with her. She fucking worries the hell out of me...if she gets sick, I am royally fucked as I'd be totally fucked and lost without her.
So you think you had a fucking fucked up day? I am the royally fucked Bad Karma Poster Child. I earned my fucking title. And I earned the fucking right to bitch.
Oh, and by the fucking way, FUCK yer day! Smile, you could be in my fucking shoes, but as bad as my fucked life is, there are many others who got fucked over or are in worse fucking shape than me. At least I can fucking bitch about it, they can't. So who says you fucking can't put a good spin on a bad fuck?
They have no fucking jobs in Cali that I could transfer to.
I can't fucking afford the trip to decompression right now so that fucked up those plans.
I fucking cut my hand trying to fix broke pipes. I can do a lot of things but I'm not a fucking plumber. I can sure fuck up the pipes though.
My new g/f wants me to move in, but that would mean a 50 mile fucked commute with winter coming up. 50 fucked miles in MO is not like 50 BA miles.
My fucked up bank can't fucking get their heads out of ther fucking asses and get deposits posted on time.
My online billing for car insurance is fucked up and they made me pay two months payments in one week to keep coverage....just to cover their fuck up, not mine.
I finally got one of my fucked up psychopath ex girlfriends to get the message that she is fucking history, to get the fuck over it and get on with her fucking fucked up life.
I hate fucking credit reports. I really hate clearing up one fuck up that one fucking company put on my report that was a total fuck up because I had paid them off in fucking full, and they fucking marked it as a bad loan discharge. And it fucked up my credit at a time I fucking needed it and now the sorry fucks at one of the fucking credit bureaus won't fucking respond back and it's been 30 fucking days. So much for the fucking law on that.
I still have fucking playa foot related problems, and on it fucking goes.
And I am tired of the chemo making my mother fucking bitch at everyone and everything that is fucked in the world or that fucking moves.
And I wish the fucking specialist would get off their fucked up asses and get Tiffany's EEG reports back so we know what the fuck is going on with her. She fucking worries the hell out of me...if she gets sick, I am royally fucked as I'd be totally fucked and lost without her.
So you think you had a fucking fucked up day? I am the royally fucked Bad Karma Poster Child. I earned my fucking title. And I earned the fucking right to bitch.
Oh, and by the fucking way, FUCK yer day! Smile, you could be in my fucking shoes, but as bad as my fucked life is, there are many others who got fucked over or are in worse fucking shape than me. At least I can fucking bitch about it, they can't. So who says you fucking can't put a good spin on a bad fuck?
fuck!
where did the fucking posts from
Sun Sep 21, 2003 9:52 pm to
Tue Sep 23, 2003 4:05 pm
go?
answer: the other fuck! thread.
d'oh! (thanks ivy...)
where did the fucking posts from
Sun Sep 21, 2003 9:52 pm to
Tue Sep 23, 2003 4:05 pm
go?
answer: the other fuck! thread.
d'oh! (thanks ivy...)
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So.. just now hubby and I were comparing our friends to silverware. FucK I really need to drink more for this.
We compared one friend to a grapefruit spoon. Not very sharp and only good for one purpose.
Well the reason why we are comparing friends to silverware is the idiots that are fuckin writing to me cause they cant fucking figure out our website. Cause CLICK HERE isnt obvious enough for people to figure out how to get to our pictures. I cant tell you how many emails I got saying. Uh.. reba.. How do I like see your pictures.
Fuckin grapefruit spoons.
We compared one friend to a grapefruit spoon. Not very sharp and only good for one purpose.
Well the reason why we are comparing friends to silverware is the idiots that are fuckin writing to me cause they cant fucking figure out our website. Cause CLICK HERE isnt obvious enough for people to figure out how to get to our pictures. I cant tell you how many emails I got saying. Uh.. reba.. How do I like see your pictures.
Fuckin grapefruit spoons.
"My husband and I are either going to buy a dog or have a child. We can't decide whether to ruin our carpets or ruin our lives."
--Rita Rudner
--Rita Rudner
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Kinetic
I finally got 540 fucking posts, and watch PJ post and leave my fucking ass behind. I might be a post whore for a day, but it's nice being at the top...even if you get fucking crushed the next day:
Kinetic: 540
PJ: 539
Princess Strych-9: 514
Lydia Love: 455
Not that it fucking matters, but it's nice to be up here. It's a great distraction and nice mind fuck after a long fucked up day.
Kinetic: 540
PJ: 539
Princess Strych-9: 514
Lydia Love: 455
Not that it fucking matters, but it's nice to be up here. It's a great distraction and nice mind fuck after a long fucked up day.
Kinetic,
I'm with ya on the fucked up medical problems. Wife with breast CA, doing chemo, it is a total fucking bitch. Thirteen year old son with a newly diagnosed seizure disorder, now on meds. All happened in two fucking weeks time. Able to squeeze in the Burn between wife's surgery and porta-cath placement. Life can be fucked, like can be great. Life can be fucking great, but this is not one of those times. Hang in there man, it can only get better, I hope. Move to Oregon!
I'm with ya on the fucked up medical problems. Wife with breast CA, doing chemo, it is a total fucking bitch. Thirteen year old son with a newly diagnosed seizure disorder, now on meds. All happened in two fucking weeks time. Able to squeeze in the Burn between wife's surgery and porta-cath placement. Life can be fucked, like can be great. Life can be fucking great, but this is not one of those times. Hang in there man, it can only get better, I hope. Move to Oregon!
Is it time to Burn yet?
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nymphgonebad
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well, i love all of you, reba.RebA! wrote:Fuck! I am finally back to my pre-burning man weight. (as i am one of those freaks who actually gain weight out there due to the high gluttony content of my time there)
And i am marinating a steak for dinenr tonight and right now I am marinating myself in whiskey. I think hubby is gonna have to cook the steak.
FUCK! I love most of you!
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nymphgonebad
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right on. i'd like to add that, while people like kinetic and myself have the kinds of problems other people wish they had, we can assure you that while it might look good on paper, it's not quite as fun when you actually have to live through it. consider yourselves the lucky ones; you get the benefit of the entertainment value and the luxury of sitting comfortably behind the safety glass, while we get bashed in the face with the puck, accidentally eviscerated by a team mate's hockey stick and i get into yet another fight with my opposite number, the starting full back on the other team ( i must say she does look awfully sexy in that eye patch. arrrrr. ) with an entire mouth of gold teeth. my dentist is gonna kill me. on the bright side, at least i no longer have to worry about getting those fillings replaced.Kinetic wrote:I get to find out by the end of October if I still have a fucking job.
They have no fucking jobs in Cali that I could transfer to.
untrue. yes, the job market is rough is here. but i know plenty of people who have more work than they can handle, myself included. post your cv and i'm certain you'll have more leads than you can shake your ass at.
I hate fucking credit reports. I really hate clearing up one fuck up that one fucking company put on my report that was a total fuck up because I had paid them off in fucking full, and they fucking marked it as a bad loan discharge. And it fucked up my credit at a time I fucking needed it and now the sorry fucks at one of the fucking credit bureaus won't fucking respond back and it's been 30 fucking days. So much for the fucking law on that.
what he said.
So you think you had a fucking fucked up day? I am the royally fucked Bad Karma Poster Child. I earned my fucking title. And I earned the fucking right to bitch.
gee, kinetic, you're starting to sound like an ad for "when bad things happen to good people".
Oh, and by the fucking way, FUCK yer day! Smile, you could be in my fucking shoes, but as bad as my fucked life is, there are many others who got fucked over or are in worse fucking shape than me. At least I can fucking bitch about it, they can't. So who says you fucking can't put a good spin on a bad fuck?
Just to bring a little levitiy to this thread: I fucking clocked myself in the face with my poi Monday night. Yes, the fire ones, The ones with the really big bolts on the ends.i must say she does look awfully sexy in that eye patch. arrrrr.
Had an interview for a photoshoot yeaterday; while the guy didn't mind the black eye so much (he actually really liked me and wanted to use me in the shoot) I can't fucking do it becuase the one weekend I'm doing the fucking thetre show (for which I'm already missing SF decomp, I might add), is the day he's shooting. Fuck. I really wanted that shoot.
Fuck, so much for levity.
It was pretty entertaining when I hit myself, though.
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robbidobbs
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Fuck ME?!? Nah, Fuck YOU!
Blowing off fucking work reading all y'all's fucking bullshit. And the fucking boss like up and VANISHES, leaving me to figure out how to make his fucking school make money. And while I'm ranting, it's been two days since I got fucked, and I'm fucking going thru withdrawals! I'm not fucking kidding, I really enjoy the FUCK out this group. Where's my fucking gift?
I'll be in my blanket fort until further notice.
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TestesInSac
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I have, the ones with the long tails. I was spinning them overhand and the tails got tangled, one ball directly behind the other, and >pop<, <groan> >thud<PJ wrote:I've done that. But YOU have never whacked yourself in the testicles with poi.Ivy wrote:I fucking clocked myself in the face with my poi Monday night. Yes, the fire ones, The ones with the really big bolts on the ends...the guy didn't mind the black eye so much...
Everyone else was laughing like hell.
I am my own sock puppet.
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nymphgonebad
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those long tails fuck me up big time. when redhot, the poi princess, came to my house for dekompression, she adjusted them for me. good thing, too. i was ready to take apart those fuckers with my new boning knife.TestesInSac wrote:I have, the ones with the long tails. I was spinning them overhand and the tails got tangled, one ball directly behind the other, and >pop<, <groan> >thud<
Everyone else was laughing like hell.
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Fucking computer crashed right in the middle of writing my message... grrr.
As I was about to say...
And I freely admit that I am happy not owning a pair of testicles for more than just poi reasons.
As I was about to say...
While I find the tails annoying to work with, at least they're not painful.those long tails fuck me up big time.
And I freely admit that I am happy not owning a pair of testicles for more than just poi reasons.
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OregonRed
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blyslv wrote:There was a man in Nigeria that sued for divorce from his wife because her vagania was "too wide and watery." The judge granted the divorce.Spokes wrote:How come I don't ever get spam that says "Your vagina is too big"? I would at least read that one.
Fucking judges.
Wow...I'm stunned.
M*A*S*H 4207 We're not doctors.
"Just be yourself. All the good personalities are taken." stolen from my amazing friend Dwayne Gerken's fb status post.
"Just be yourself. All the good personalities are taken." stolen from my amazing friend Dwayne Gerken's fb status post.
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FUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK! I am fuckin hyper right now. I just got back from a fuckin awesome 7 mile walk. Just a short one today. Saturday I get to do fuckin 16 fucking miles! YEAAAAAAAAAA you read that right. 16miles.
FUckin exercise raising up my hyperness. Who needs fuckin sugar.. just go for a walk. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
FUckin exercise raising up my hyperness. Who needs fuckin sugar.. just go for a walk. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
"My husband and I are either going to buy a dog or have a child. We can't decide whether to ruin our carpets or ruin our lives."
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Badgers...we don't need no stinkin' BADGERS! No...wait
The Floor recognizes Trey's fucking motion, and I fucking second it.
GIVE ME NO-BULLSHIT BADGER SHIT STRAIGHT UP! And hold the glass, I want it shot straight down my throat. (whoa, that was disturbing...) Will someone try to wake his ass up and fuckin' *haul*him*over*here. Fucking censorship hypocrites screwed me out of good spew at the fucking event. Don't get me fucking started about fucking spin-doctors in our org.
GIVE ME NO-BULLSHIT BADGER SHIT STRAIGHT UP! And hold the glass, I want it shot straight down my throat. (whoa, that was disturbing...) Will someone try to wake his ass up and fuckin' *haul*him*over*here. Fucking censorship hypocrites screwed me out of good spew at the fucking event. Don't get me fucking started about fucking spin-doctors in our org.
I'll be in my blanket fort until further notice.