Because Eris has fucked with my life enough...

[Suu]

I'm abandoning her.

It's been real. It's been fun. But not so much real fun.

This forum has provided me with enough distractions at work since 2006. I think it's time that I kiss it and Discordianism goodbye if I ever intend to get anywhere in life.

I took that bath with the rosary. Oh yes I did. Here's photographic evidence (sorry I lied about the bourbon, it's a Yuengling bomber instead):



I said the rosary. The whole fucking thing. Halfway through the 1st decade I lost my shit, but then I got it back, and turned it into a drinking game with the beer and the Our Fathers...Then I got on a roll and forgot. I'm okay, it's a huge beer anyway and will take me a while.

It didn't show me the face of God or anything, all it did was focus me, and force me to meditate on something that wasn't the thought of smashing the offending executive assistant across the face with Richter's huge wrench. I'm not turning back to Catholicism, or anything faith for that matter.

Faith isn't the answer, focus is, and that's something I haven't had for a while. Losing a job because I'm stupid is one thing, but losing one that directly effects my academic progress is something I really don't care for. I don't like it when something I take THAT seriously is jeopardized. I dropped my archaeology class as soon as I got the pink slip. I knew it was pointless because I wouldn't be able to find a job with that class dangling in there.

I'm starting to think that maybe school really isn't for me after all. I love it, I love studying and learning new things, but to have such a great first year knocked out from under me in such a blow isn't exactly a good sign for the rest of my career. It's pretty obvious that my correct motorcycle is not my master's degree, it's bartending. Like my mother before me. I will continue to live my life of white trashhood as was bestowed to me at birth.

Maybe a miracle will happen, maybe not...PROBABLY not...so I'm starting to explore options of returning to Florida permanently by Christmas. I'll complete my fall semester and use my excess grant money to fund my move. I'll be able to get an apartment close to my folks, and my family and I are going to explore the option of buying our own pub. If my mom, my brother and myself all go into it, we may be able to afford a loan to buy out a local place, take it over, renovate and start it up.

My summer will be spent here doing odd jobs, costume orders, finishing MSY (finally, I'll have all the time in the fucking world now) and exploring options for transfer to USF if I feel like it.

Of course, every time I threaten to leave Rhode Island, it finds a way to keep me. So, we'll see just exactly what happens. I'm just sick and tired of making it back on my feet just in time to be knocked back down. I can't take this anymore. I'm lucky my bowels haven't tried to escape through my tramp stamp yet today...but the day isn't over!

I'm probably not leaving the boards for good, PD is like Hotel California or some shit as has been demonstrated previously, but I guess this means it's some sort of 2 minute warning.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

You can't leave Discordia, unless you get raptored.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

STAY IN FUCKING SCHOOL SUU. Do whatever it takes. Get your ass out of here BUT STAY IN SCHOOL.

[LMNO]

1.  Pic does not deliver.

2.  You have a tramp stamp?

3.  Instability is overrated.  Get yourself straightened out.  There's a 97% chance we'll still be here when you come back.

[Suu]

She's fucking with everything, Rog. She's even fucking with DF, and that's not cool. (Must be true love, right?) His car is so fubared that he can't even get me from Lowell if I go up there this weekend, so I'm probably going to be resume bombing the city and praying more rosaries at this point...Not for god, but for my sanity.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

1.  Pic does not deliver.

2.  You have a tramp stamp?

3.  Instability is overrated.  Get yourself straightened out.  There's a 97% chance we'll still be here when you come back.

This.

Also, Suu is making some rather brash assumptions.  It MAY be that Eris is keeping things from going totally overboard.

It's like that Christian homily that people insist on hanging in their kitchens:

A man looked back on his life, and saw it as a beach.  There were two sets of prints on the beach, one of which was his, and one of which was Jesus's.

one set of prints weren't there at the times when things had been toughest, so the man asked Jesus why there was only one set of prints when times got rough.  Why had Jesus abandoned him then?"

Jesus replied, "That's because I was carrying you." "That's because"Because there was a fucking tidal wave in India, a runaway reactor or three in Japan after another tidal wave, the whole planet's in the crapper, and there's like 47 wars going on.  Your problems just weren't as important.  Suck it up."

So the man gave up Christianity and became a Scientologist, because they told him that his problems weren't of his own making, which is all anyone really wants from religion.

[Suu]

My problems are probably of my own. Or it's the apocalypse. Or it's nothing more than dumb luck, but if anyone here can give me an accurate count of how many jobs I've lost since I've started posting on this board, I'll be impressed.

Also.

2.  You have a tramp stamp?

[Suu]

I should probably mention that I am not totally unemployed. I still work for the newspaper, but it's not a lot of income. She wants me to be office bitch (actual job title) for her when they finally get into their office space, but that's all still hanging in limbo. Hope isn't lost, it's just a lot freaking dimmer.

In other news, I was denied for food stamps again. Reason: Student.

Right, because the coworker that took my job hours isn't? I was told I was eligible. Fuck you once again, Rhode Island. Fuck you. In the face.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

That sucks, Suu. I hope everything works out. I am sure it will, you are a force to be reckoned with.

[Suu]

I need to find something temporary until the newspaper office is ready for me to take over as manager. The editor just pretty much told me that my hours and pay will be exceeded, but it's just the annoying waiting game now.

On the plus side, this will probably be the most obnoxious office job I will ever have if it works out. The editor is a batshit-in-the-best-way yoga master who's 7 months pregnant at the time. Her 2nd in command is a crazy Canuckistani from Winnipeg who met me right after my divorce was final and gave me a huge CONGRATS. We're loud and crazy people together.

[Phox]

Awesome ink.



Not so awesome situation.

STAY IN FUCKING SCHOOL SUU. Do whatever it takes. Get your ass out of here BUT STAY IN SCHOOL.

This. Hope everything works out for you. 

[Payne]

Suu: I advise you ITT

1- Wear a hat. If you already wear a hat, wear two.

2- Learn the Attributes of Allah instead, and recite them. He's a Kinder, Gentler Deity. Oh, my, yes.

3- Scratch that, recite those endless prayers at me instead. They don't really do anything for me, but yanno, I gotta boost my high score.

4- The Bastinado is your friend, and should be applied at all times to situations where it is wildy over the top and innappropriate.

5- What the fuck is that hideous looking shit on your bath tub, I don't even... Get some spirits girl, to go with your spiritual.

6- Life is a machine. When it stops working, hit it. When it stops working even more because you hit it, hit it more-er than that. You HAVE to keep that sneaky bastard in line or it'll sneak up on you and steal your kidneys to buy meth.

7- When I'm feeling down, I consider that it could be worse. I could be AKK.

8- Eris ain't done nuffin wrong, if'n she ain't also done nuffin right. She didn't tell me that, I made it up. I'm not so good at speaking to imaginary friends now...

9- 

10- TIA for now.

[Suu]

Payne, with the true voice of reason.

Also:

5- What the fuck is that hideous looking shit on your bath tub, I don't even... Get some spirits girl, to go with your spiritual.

That sir, is Yuengling. The finest mediocre American lager on the market, and totally contraband in Rhode Island as they don't distribute East of the Hudson River.

See also, the Kessel Run in less than 12 Parsecs 4.5 hours from New Jersey yesterday:

[Payne]

Payne, with the true voice of reason.

Also:

5- What the fuck is that hideous looking shit on your bath tub, I don't even... Get some spirits girl, to go with your spiritual.

That sir, is Yuengling. The finest mediocre American lager on the market, and totally contraband in Rhode Island as they don't distribute East of the Hudson River.

See also, the Kessel Run in less than 12 Parsecs 4.5 hours from New Jersey yesterday:

Blech.

That's the kinda stuff I drink after I throw up from drinking too much rum - to stabilise myself.

Needs more hideous spirits, FACT.

[Suu]

Pick your poison.