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Started by Cain, October 02, 2018, 12:20:11 AM

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chaotic neutral observer

Sometimes my job is like trying to teach a bear to nail jello to the wall.  If the bear eats the jello instead of me, I call it a good day.  When the bear eats the wall, it's time to take some vacation days.

Every once in a while, I drop a hint that to management that I could do more with a bigger bear, but they tell me there's only project budget for nails.  I've already got a pretty big bear, anyway.
Desine fata deum flecti sperare precando.

Doktor Howl

Chelegoras and I have reached an understanding.
Molon Lube

chaotic neutral observer

A co-worker said something really nice to me today.

He thanked me for setting the precedent of not working overtime.

I'm becoming a bad influence.   :evil:
Desine fata deum flecti sperare precando.

Don Coyote

Fuck the rpg community at large for fucking up what is considered a fair price for shitty elfgame shit.

I also sold my first copy of a game today.

altered

Allow me to explain my past few days.

1: wake up to non emergency police gathering my stuff and me in a friend of an acquaintance's house in Fresno. This would be the first of February.
2: spend 4 nights in unpowered, unheated sheds in a homeless shelter. Acquire bedbugs.
3: get simultaneous offers to bankroll my escape and give me a place to go from friends.
4: bedbugs defeated by, apparently, black magic. We have no idea.
5: board a greyhound to Michigan.
6: Las Vegas sucks. It looks like a migraine and everyone acts like they aren't happy unless you have a migraine too.
7: let me just say Utah is annoying to look at in the winter snow. Fortunately I didn't have five minutes in the Salt Lake City bus station before we were crammed into a van toting a trailer. This is what passes for transit in Utah.
8: we get to Butte MT and are told all further busses east are cancelled, do not go to Billings you will die in the cold, find a hotel here
9: panic
10:friend buys a hotel room, other friend reaches out to his huge network, I am temporarily rich (I had 900 dollars before I booked all the stuff for leaving shithole USA, I still have around 250)
11: now waiting for taxi to take me to the bus station which is only open from, I kid ye not, midnight to 6pm. It's unconscionable and fucking weird too

And let me just say. There are no Ubers or Lyfts here. No DoorDash or Grubhub here. Your smartphone is a phone and nothing else as long as you are in Montana. If you can't drive, you had better be okay with taking a taxi or simply walking.

Extra fun: all this happened about one month after I nearly got human trafficked in San Bernardino. My life is a fucking mess. Hopefully this cleans it up a bit.
"I am that worst of all type of criminal...I cannot bring myself to do what you tell me, because you told me."

There's over 100 of us in this meat-suit. You'd think it runs like a ship, but it's more like a hundred and ten angry ghosts having an old-school QuakeWorld tournament, three people desperately trying to make sure the gamers don't go hungry or soil themselves, and the Facilities manager weeping in the corner as the garbage piles high.

altered

Oh yeah, so: this time I'm going back to Utah and taking the goddamn train to Chicago, dropping a piece of luggage to be shipped there, then taking a bus which only lets you check two bags (hence the dropping off luggage) to Lansing.

I will never board a Greyhound again, this is the second time doing so nearly killed me.
"I am that worst of all type of criminal...I cannot bring myself to do what you tell me, because you told me."

There's over 100 of us in this meat-suit. You'd think it runs like a ship, but it's more like a hundred and ten angry ghosts having an old-school QuakeWorld tournament, three people desperately trying to make sure the gamers don't go hungry or soil themselves, and the Facilities manager weeping in the corner as the garbage piles high.

Don Coyote


altered

I have the sneaking suspicion the worst of the badness is over, so I summarized it all now.

Idea was basically that there's no point giving blow by blow updates and depressing everyone, better to be like "look at this bullshit I survived" after the fact. And that's how it feels right now, I have been through the wringer but goddamn it I won!
"I am that worst of all type of criminal...I cannot bring myself to do what you tell me, because you told me."

There's over 100 of us in this meat-suit. You'd think it runs like a ship, but it's more like a hundred and ten angry ghosts having an old-school QuakeWorld tournament, three people desperately trying to make sure the gamers don't go hungry or soil themselves, and the Facilities manager weeping in the corner as the garbage piles high.

Trivial

Sucks what you went through.

Yay for winning!
Sexy Octopus of the Next Noosphere Horde

There are more nipples in the world than people.

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Quote from: Trivial on February 10, 2019, 01:06:21 AM
Sucks what you went through.

Yay for winning!

Goddamn right yay for winning. If life is a game I must have accidentally picked hardcore mode in nightmare difficulty, but I'll be damned if that stops me from beating this bastard.

True story, I don't think I'd have made it through if it weren't for the lessons folks here taught me over the years. Credit where credit is due, you flea ridden mutants and tentacle faced antifa terrorists and mustachioed mad scientists and everyone I can't think of a snappy term for off the top of my head. Your internet drivel gave me the motivation and inner strength and damn bull headed stubbornness to keep moving when all was apparently lost.
"I am that worst of all type of criminal...I cannot bring myself to do what you tell me, because you told me."

There's over 100 of us in this meat-suit. You'd think it runs like a ship, but it's more like a hundred and ten angry ghosts having an old-school QuakeWorld tournament, three people desperately trying to make sure the gamers don't go hungry or soil themselves, and the Facilities manager weeping in the corner as the garbage piles high.

Cain

Damn, and I was stressed by moving while ill.

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Quote from: Cain on February 10, 2019, 01:14:53 PM
Damn, and I was stressed by moving while ill.

Eh, thing I learned that I think is important is not to critique yourself for what stresses you or fucks with your head. "Look how bad I have it, stop whining" is just a kind of victim shaming. I have no doubt that you had a stressful trip, and I'm not going to play some dumb comparison game. I'm glad you made it out the other side of your situation, that's all that matters imo.
"I am that worst of all type of criminal...I cannot bring myself to do what you tell me, because you told me."

There's over 100 of us in this meat-suit. You'd think it runs like a ship, but it's more like a hundred and ten angry ghosts having an old-school QuakeWorld tournament, three people desperately trying to make sure the gamers don't go hungry or soil themselves, and the Facilities manager weeping in the corner as the garbage piles high.

P3nT4gR4m

Whoa! I guess it's kinda a dick move following up that with my good news but dick I am, so here goes - My partners and I just sold our business and I got myself about 3 years of runway cash now, with which to become a professional artist and/or launch an AR business. Got a gig next month at facebook HQ in London Being filmed competing in an art battle with 15 proper pros. Don't expect to do particularly well but it's all about teh networking. Been bored for about the last 5 years. It's time for some adventure before I snuff it from old age and poor lifestyle choices! 8)

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
Not actually a meat product.
Ass-Kicking & Foot-Stomping Ancient Master of SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK
Awful and Bent Behemothic Results of Last Night's Painful Squat.
High Altitude Haggis-Filled Sex Bucket From Beyond Time and Space.
Internet Monkey Person of Filthy and Immoral Pygmy-Porn Wart Contagion
Octomom Auxillary Heat Exchanger Repairman
walking the fine line line between genius and batshit fucking crazy

"computation is a pattern in the spacetime arrangement of particles, and it's not the particles but the pattern that really matters! Matter doesn't matter." -- Max Tegmark

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Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on February 11, 2019, 09:08:43 AM
Whoa! I guess it's kinda a dick move following up that with my good news but dick I am, so here goes - My partners and I just sold our business and I got myself about 3 years of runway cash now, with which to become a professional artist and/or launch an AR business. Got a gig next month at facebook HQ in London Being filmed competing in an art battle with 15 proper pros. Don't expect to do particularly well but it's all about teh networking. Been bored for about the last 5 years. It's time for some adventure before I snuff it from old age and poor lifestyle choices! 8)

That's super awesome! Good luck with the whole competition thing.
"I am that worst of all type of criminal...I cannot bring myself to do what you tell me, because you told me."

There's over 100 of us in this meat-suit. You'd think it runs like a ship, but it's more like a hundred and ten angry ghosts having an old-school QuakeWorld tournament, three people desperately trying to make sure the gamers don't go hungry or soil themselves, and the Facilities manager weeping in the corner as the garbage piles high.

hooplala

Someone in r/occult today was asking what is the best way to get the attention of Eris. So, we're likely all doomed.
"Soon all of us will have special names" — Professor Brian O'Blivion

"Now's not the time to get silly, so wear your big boots and jump on the garbage clowns." — Bob Dylan?

"Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)"
— Walt Whitman