SHE JUST TEXTED ME AND TOLD ME THAT I SUCK BECAUSE I TOLD HER THAT GS ALREADY LEFT FOR THE DAY.
OKAY THEN!
RICHTER, GET THE SPEAR!
:crankey: TO ARMS!
Damnit, I have a sprained ankle...I need projectiles.
Suu, I think you should confront her, calmly and reasonably, and tell her that just because she has a crush on your boyfriend does not make it acceptable for her to say shitty things to you.
My #1 thing right now is surviving December. I'll be gone for 12 days of it, now I just need to bide my time in between until I can get out safely and effectively. GS's stuff is pretty much gone already.
She's not my mother, she's not his girlfriend, and she has 1 month to cut the apron strings.
I don't know. I appreciate your desire to get out without confrontation, but there is a tremendous amount of power in biting the bullet and being the rational adult in the situation... and doing so will strip her of what power she has to make you feel the need to hide for your last month there.
If you choose the confrontation, though, it's crucial that you do it in person, and without anger. Something like "Listen, we need to talk. I understand your crush on GS, but it's really not acceptable for you to either pursue his attention or to treat me poorly because of it. It's making both of us uncomfortable and you need to stop."
It'll embarrass the shit out of her and she'll probably get angry, but she'll treat you with a lot more respect afterward, especially if you just walk away after that and refuse to argue or engage any further.
Yeah, it's going to take a few moments of meditation to get myself to a calm happy place to confront her without an aluminum baseball bat.
Quote from: Suu on November 29, 2009, 05:49:11 PM
Yeah, it's going to take a few moments of meditation to get myself to a calm happy place to confront her without an aluminum baseball bat.
TGRR is a deity of serenity and calm in some cultures. Channel him for inspiration.
Cainad,
ten bad ideas for every good one
Quote from: Cainad on November 29, 2009, 05:51:14 PM
Quote from: Suu on November 29, 2009, 05:49:11 PM
Yeah, it's going to take a few moments of meditation to get myself to a calm happy place to confront her without an aluminum baseball bat.
TGRR is a deity of serenity and calm in some cultures. Channel him for inspiration.
Cainad,
ten bad ideas for every good one
Seconded.
The last time I channeled Roger I froze a body of saltwater.
Quote from: Suu on November 29, 2009, 05:57:34 PM
The last time I channeled Roger I froze a body of saltwater.
Not to mention I stopped a vicious beating mid-punch and started looking for corsets. :crankey:
Quote from: Cainad on November 29, 2009, 05:51:14 PM
Quote from: Suu on November 29, 2009, 05:49:11 PM
Yeah, it's going to take a few moments of meditation to get myself to a calm happy place to confront her without an aluminum baseball bat.
TGRR is a deity of serenity and calm in some cultures. Channel him for inspiration.
Cainad,
ten bad ideas for every good one
:potd:
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on November 29, 2009, 06:07:35 PM
Quote from: Suu on November 29, 2009, 05:57:34 PM
The last time I channeled Roger I froze a body of saltwater.
Not to mention I stopped a vicious beating mid-punch and started looking for corsets. :crankey:
A channeled rain god has got to look good!
:lulz:
I keep turning to this thread, but there's never any fucking on ...
What the hell is this thread even about?
This thread is about TGRR in a corset making Narragansett Bay freeze and my roommates tits fall off.
Quote from: Risus on November 29, 2009, 07:40:21 PM
What the hell is this thread even about?
This thread is about our weirdo housemate who wants me in the worst way insulting Suu via text this morning.
Not a lot of words have been exchanged since I came home.
Really? I would have thought she would be stalking around with a knife or some such other foolishness...ho-hum....check out her crazy facebook thingies about making christmas cookies to keep her thoughts pleasant......
(http://www.transbuddha.com/images/uploads/2009/05/batshit-crazy.jpg)
PS-
Don't eat any of those cookies.
(http://www.planetearthbillboard.com/images/1890s_Rat_Poison_Trade_Card_800.jpg)
They went out shopping for cookie supplies after I gimped in. No invite to go along, just, "We're heading out to the store, need anything?"
I'd love some vicodin right now for the sprain, but you can't get that at Stop and Shop.
Yeah, they're probably scared of the wrath of Papa GS,
and his mafioso brother.
and your mafioso brother.
and being alone.
Picture it, when we move out:
That place is going to be a cage to them.
Not that it wasn't before we moved in.
Quote from: Suu on November 29, 2009, 08:20:27 PM
This thread is about TGRR in a corset making Narragansett Bay freeze and my roommates tits fall off.
DON'T TOUCH THOSE FUCKING THINGS! THEY'RE MY LUNCH!
Quote from: General Stuart on November 30, 2009, 12:34:55 PM
Yeah, they're probably scared of the wrath of Papa GS,
and his mafioso brother.
and your mafioso brother.
and being alone.
Picture it, when we move out:
That place is going to be a cage to them.
Not that it wasn't before we moved in.
My brother isn't going to waste his time to come up here unless he can get a 2 for 1 special.
I'm calming down, but this whole thing came up while I was eating, so I'm a bit tweaked at the world.
I have a grinder now, a simple hand driven contrivance or auger and blade, and it sucks in meat like an industrial accident. It just LOOKS like the kind of faded chrome apperture that makes problems go away, and renders tasty vittles out of them.
Signing off for the moment,
"Demon of Dean St.", Chaplain Richter.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on November 29, 2009, 06:07:35 PM
Quote from: Suu on November 29, 2009, 05:57:34 PM
The last time I channeled Roger I froze a body of saltwater.
Not to mention I stopped a vicious beating mid-punch and started looking for corsets. :crankey:
:lulz:
Quote from: Richter on November 30, 2009, 06:04:19 PM
I have a grinder now, a simple hand driven contrivance or auger and blade, and it sucks in meat like an industrial accident. It just LOOKS like the kind of faded chrome apperture that makes problems go away, and renders tasty vittles out of them.
Yoinked for future quotation. Holy shit.
General Stuart has made it perfectly clear that I am not to go to the Monastery for shelter because he thinks Herbert is going to try to rape me in my sleep or something.
C is on about GS right now, calling him a coward, and she's a bit miffed that I told her that I'll be paying them no more than $100 a week for everything since that's all I can afford, and that we'll be moving out fully in January. They aren't getting $600 a month for one person living in 2 rooms. They aren't, and I refuse to pay more.
Quote from: Richter on November 30, 2009, 06:04:19 PM
I'm calming down, but this whole thing came up while I was eating, so I'm a bit tweaked at the world.
I have a grinder now, a simple hand driven contrivance or auger and blade, and it sucks in meat like an industrial accident. It just LOOKS like the kind of faded chrome apperture that makes problems go away, and renders tasty vittles out of them.
Signing off for the moment,
"Demon of Dean St.", Chaplain Richter.
Boo yah!
Quote from: Suu on November 30, 2009, 06:18:22 PM
General Stuart has made it perfectly clear that I am not to go to the Monastery for shelter because he thinks Herbert is going to try to rape me in my sleep or something.
WTF? You'd break that pretty boy in half, without even waking up.
huh. :|
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on November 30, 2009, 06:10:32 PM
Quote from: Richter on November 30, 2009, 06:04:19 PM
I have a grinder now, a simple hand driven contrivance or auger and blade, and it sucks in meat like an industrial accident. It just LOOKS like the kind of faded chrome apperture that makes problems go away, and renders tasty vittles out of them.
Yoinked for future quotation. Holy shit.
Dad has a habit of finding weird old stuff at yard sales, junk shops, or roadsides. We're never quite sure which, but he never pays more than $1. Those that get the "you must be crazy" glance from Mom often get passed off to me for proving trials or ejection.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on November 30, 2009, 06:19:23 PM
Quote from: Suu on November 30, 2009, 06:18:22 PM
General Stuart has made it perfectly clear that I am not to go to the Monastery for shelter because he thinks Herbert is going to try to rape me in my sleep or something.
WTF? You'd break that pretty boy in half, without even waking up.
With his current track record of things, I'm assuming that the alcohol or syphilis would slow him down anyway.