The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread

Im realistic... I know what I am, I know what I'm not.

I'm decently intelligent, and I'm interesting if you have the same hobbies as me, but as far as appearance goes... this girl was way out of my league.

Also, I think she lives somewhere in Dallas, which is kind of far away, so I don't know about calling.
 
Eating steak and talking to an awesome UMer on AIM.

It isn't typical until you do my laundry and get me a beer.

Also, Ozzman, I am doing laundry tonight, and I was planning on doing yours too, but where is it? I'm not fucking doing your laundry unless you bring it here.
I'd also get you a beer but I'm only 20, so you'll have to fend for yourself.
 
Mind you, I am not even in the vicinity of being an attractive man, nor a particularly interesting one...

Well I don't know about interesting, but I just myspace stalked you and you look fine to me... so I don't know what you're talking about. I'd probably chat you up... unless those pictures on your myspace are pictures of someone else.
 
Not creeped out... I mean... it's Myspace... it's public and stuff.
Funny story, though... forgot I posted that URL.

edit: I just myspace stalked you, as well.

Also, your stalking inspired me to finally change my playlist, because noone on UM (or anywhere for that matter) needs to ever see my playlist before I joined this forum. I was productive today.
 
just got back from a metal double header. went to the alabaster morgue CD release show, and left just in time to see JAG PANZER. epic metal night

now, i command thee to go here and then come back and post that you are listening to kastigation's new shizzle!
~gR~
 
So on the train up to OKC I sat across the way from this extremely hot girl, and she randomly starts a conversation with me by asking what I was listening to. I told her Devourment and she asked to look through my CD's. She comes to the Torsofuck CD (with book in front) and looks through it. I waited for some kind of comment similar to "you sick fuck!" Instead, though... she just laughed and said it was funny, then talked to me for a few minutes and gave me her phone #.

Mind you, I am not even in the vicinity of being an attractive man, nor a particularly interesting one... yet some random hot chick gave me her number after looking through my violently disturbing CD's containing minor necrophilia and some diarrhea sex...

It was like the Twilight Zone... I'm at a complete loss for words. Do I call? Do I run? Do I prepare for the coming Apocalypse? I am seriously confused.

She gave you a fake number.
 
I'm heading up to NYC to go to the Yankees game today. Hopefully they'll play like they're capable of and actually beat the stupid damn Reds. The REDS for Christ's sake. Come on, guys.

Anyway, I went to so many games last season, and it feels like I've been to so few this season. Oh well. I can't wait for the new stadium.
 
So on the train up to OKC I sat across the way from this extremely hot girl, and she randomly starts a conversation with me by asking what I was listening to. I told her Devourment and she asked to look through my CD's. She comes to the Torsofuck CD (with book in front) and looks through it. I waited for some kind of comment similar to "you sick fuck!" Instead, though... she just laughed and said it was funny, then talked to me for a few minutes and gave me her phone #.

Mind you, I am not even in the vicinity of being an attractive man, nor a particularly interesting one... yet some random hot chick gave me her number after looking through my violently disturbing CD's containing minor necrophilia and some diarrhea sex...

It was like the Twilight Zone... I'm at a complete loss for words. Do I call? Do I run? Do I prepare for the coming Apocalypse? I am seriously confused.

I say call her, if you're interested.