The Whining and Bitching Thread

That's why it's "whining and bitching" as opposed to "things that are horribly wrong in our lives."


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I wouldn't bother going into much depth with things horribly wrong in my life. The court thing was about the limit. You guys would think I'm seriously disturbed if I went more than that haha.

I thought back on the 'corpses' remark and almost felt guilty. Almost.
 
I hate to clog up this thread so much, but on the other hand, it is my thread, so....


Women are insane. Every last one of them is batshit fucking crazy. Completely off-the-wall psychotic. Except my mom. I love my mom.

She (the girl I like) called me today. Now she wants to go to the movie. I don't fucking get it. I really don't think she's playing games with me, but somebody is fucking with me. Oh well. An expression about gift horses comes to mind. The thing is, I'm not sure if this is a date or not...on the one hand, she said she didn't want to go on a date with me the other day. On the other hand, this is the exact excursion which I proposed as a date on Tuesday. I figure even if it is a date, she probably wants me to be less forward, so I'm just going to play it cool. But seriously...if she was deliberately trying to drive me insane she could not possibly find a better way.

But on the other hand, whatever. I'd given up on this, so I have a degree of indifference towards the results. I'm also feeling better than I have been the last couple days (I think the symptoms - loss of appetite, weird stomach feelings - were caused by mental stress caused by her), and right now I'm listening to Van Der Graaf Generator (thank you DarkBliss's sig) and it's awesome, so yeah. But seriously...what the fuck?
 
i hate that my back is fucking killing me to the point that doing anything other than sitting perfectly still or laying down hurts.

shit is preventing me from going to a party tonight
 
I hate to clog up this thread so much, but on the other hand, it is my thread, so....


Women are insane. Every last one of them is batshit fucking crazy. Completely off-the-wall psychotic. Except my mom. I love my mom.

She (the girl I like) called me today. Now she wants to go to the movie. I don't fucking get it. I really don't think she's playing games with me, but somebody is fucking with me. Oh well. An expression about gift horses comes to mind. The thing is, I'm not sure if this is a date or not...on the one hand, she said she didn't want to go on a date with me the other day. On the other hand, this is the exact excursion which I proposed as a date on Tuesday. I figure even if it is a date, she probably wants me to be less forward, so I'm just going to play it cool. But seriously...if she was deliberately trying to drive me insane she could not possibly find a better way.

But on the other hand, whatever. I'd given up on this, so I have a degree of indifference towards the results. I'm also feeling better than I have been the last couple days (I think the symptoms - loss of appetite, weird stomach feelings - were caused by mental stress caused by her), and right now I'm listening to Van Der Graaf Generator (thank you DarkBliss's sig) and it's awesome, so yeah. But seriously...what the fuck?

whoa, I think you're just pressuring yourself wayy to much on this. Star realizing what you want out of it and present that to her (not too directly tho), if she does not want a finger move on. simple.
 
Didn't I mention that bitches are fucking stupid on the last page or something? I don't make shit up. They do whatever will garner attention and makes it feel whatever the fuck it is they try to feel. Who knows? They're all full of shit.
 
Well, if guys had 'em the world would be a better, albeit stranger, place. Seriously. Guys are easy to understand; they only ever want about three different things. Women are a mystery wrapped in an enigma and twisted into a puzzle box containing a cryptogram of a riddle.
 
It never gets better. I've been with the same girl two years, and just tonight I had such a strong urge to just choke her. I wouldn't, but it would make sense. What she was saying did not. Ugh@women. Ugh@most things. Why do you think there are never any cool chicks in bands or that write worthwhile lyrics? The only things we say about women here are 'she's hot', but never 'she was a very intelligent, thought provoking individual' or 'she wrote some of the deepest, most beautiful things I've ever heard'. They're caught up in themselves...and penises don't care about that.
 
Well, if guys had 'em the world would be a better, albeit stranger, place. Seriously. Guys are easy to understand; they only ever want about three different things. Women are a mystery wrapped in an enigma and twisted into a puzzle box containing a cryptogram of a riddle.

Don't give them that much praise, you are just making them seem more complex than they really are because you are an over-analyzer..once you figure them out they are very simple creatures
 
Well to make a nerdy analogy, I see women as certain theories of science..we can predict and understand certain behaviors and patterns..but in the end we really don't know why these forces exist or happen, but just accept it as part of nature..

And WAIF I forgot to ask you, do you ever take initiative to make plans with the women or do you wait for them to approach you? I apologize if I'm incorrect but I'm getting the feeling you are slightly passive when it comes to the flirt game (remember you always want the ball in your court)
 
Obviously in this case I took the initiative. Quick recap: Tuesday, I asked her out. She said yes. Next day she called me, said no. Thursday we agreed to forget the whole thing. Today she called me and said she wanted to go after all.

Yes, I took the initiative, but when she said no I stopped. Because that's the kind of guy I am.

That said, I am totally passive in many ways, by no means limited to flirting. However, when sufficiently motivated I can usually get what I want. My life tends to work out alright, just not quite as well as I'd like.
 
The weather is fucking depressing. November is the worst month of the year , long enervating darkness and one or two hours of grey mess as substitute for sunlight each day. I always feel like I'm being choked in November :erk:
 
I can agree if it's a crisp rainy summer/early autumn day, that's kinda romantic and melancholic in an epic way. The weather this time of year I for some reason only connect with depressing social realism; some asshole sitting in all day watching stupid tv-shows and beating his wife and kids before falling asleep drunk on the sofa.