The Whining and Bitching Thread

I think it's more the concept that it's not really necessary that Dodens is highlighting which is important. Alot of people think that once they move on from high school that they have to socialize the way the other kids are, I say fuck it and do it your own way.
 
I think it's hilarious/scary that I made a blackout post in a thread in which my alcoholism has been discussed. I'm impressed by the grammar and spelling.

I really do want to move out, though. Lately in order to study I've been putting on brutal death metal to drown out the people in the hall. Last night we actually had a meeting with the floor above and below where the don responsible for those floors yelled at us for being so fucking loud.
 
So I've been freaking out at the idea of a job... not just some crappy minimum wage job. A real job with a ton of hours every week (50+) a job, that if I can stick with will really mean something. My own place and a new vehicle will be in sight soon enough along with enough leftover to buy myself any amount of cds and liquor I want. Insurance too... but the job is such a brutal beating I'm scared I cant do it. My father started there 5 months ago or so, and he's the hardest worker I've ever met. It nearly killed him. He's now working behind a desk, though. I'm not that kind of person.... but I have to try... and I really cant fuck this up . Gah.
 
I think it's hilarious/scary that I made a blackout post in a thread in which my alcoholism has been discussed. I'm impressed by the grammar and spelling.

I really do want to move out, though. Lately in order to study I've been putting on brutal death metal to drown out the people in the hall. Last night we actually had a meeting with the floor above and below where the don responsible for those floors yelled at us for being so fucking loud.
Study at the library. It's quiet, and you will probably study longer because there are fewer distractions.
 
I like what Dodens has said here. I presume that I'm a bit more of a hedonist than he is, but I never went through a crazy college phase either, at least nothing like what I hear people talk about. By the time I got to college I had little interest in that sort of thing. I got a lot of my drinking out of the way in high school. It also helps that I never lived in a dorm, or with any other people for that matter. Since I started grad school I've become something of an alcoholic, which is not really a crazy party phase sort of thing. It's just plain sad. I should do something about that, but I really don't care.

I am also an individual who knows that his consumption of drugs and/or alcohol is killing him, who wants to indulge but not to die, and who solves the problem by indulging blindly, simply evading consequences.

The active evader, unlike the passive drifter, understands his detriment.

cheers.
 
So I've been freaking out at the idea of a job... not just some crappy minimum wage job. A real job with a ton of hours every week (50+) a job, that if I can stick with will really mean something. My own place and a new vehicle will be in sight soon enough along with enough leftover to buy myself any amount of cds and liquor I want. Insurance too... but the job is such a brutal beating I'm scared I cant do it. My father started there 5 months ago or so, and he's the hardest worker I've ever met. It nearly killed him. He's now working behind a desk, though. I'm not that kind of person.... but I have to try... and I really cant fuck this up . Gah.
What's the job?

At least you've got the opportunity to get somewhere in the work world, that's the important part. Even if you have to leave the job eventually, maybe having it on your resume will help you land a more suitable job in the future.
 
I feel absolutely terrible after this weekend. Disgusting. Like I've just filled my insides with goopy shit that is sticking to me. But it will pass, and the Oktoberfest sausage (currywurst), that cheeseburger, and the 10 slices of pizza/3 bowls of soft ice cream were all worth it!
 
motherfuck, there is not a chip in this bag with a surface area over 1.8 square centimeters. it's like a salty avalanche of suck all over my face
 
Dammit. I keep forgetting that I need to paint my computer room.
Running out of nice weekends.
It has been in the 70's and windy. Would have been perfect

Have you made your computer room with the four walls of the wilderness because mere plaster and wood cannot withstand the epic pressure and noisome decay of your glorious power metal flatulence?
 
My dear Patricus, he mighty flatulence of Krigloch the Furious has been known to shake the very walls of Heaven! Surely no forest of earthly timber could withstand such an onslaught.
 
Alas, Pater Grant of Richmondshire, I have heard them sing of its onslaught across this fair land. 'Tis said the four winds of the Windy City are moved by the fury of Krigloch's flatulent disposition!
 
Oh, good Patricus, this is just as I have feared. My sages inform me that the turbulence of his nether utterances grows stronger with every passing day... 'Tis an evil time indeed for all oxygen-loving countrymen of the hills and the Hundred Shires. If we cannot put an end to his plunder of the cheeseburgers and tacos of the land, we shall surely perish!
 
We beseech ye, oh great and terrible Krigloch; please clench the gates of that impenetrable umbral Tartarus, dam the mouth of that dank and treacherous region, cease the digestion of those fibrous meats and vegetables, and plague these lands no more!
 
I feel absolutely terrible after this weekend. Disgusting. Like I've just filled my insides with goopy shit that is sticking to me. But it will pass, and the Oktoberfest sausage (currywurst), that cheeseburger, and the 10 slices of pizza/3 bowls of soft ice cream were all worth it!

You should be ashamed of yourself! :p