jayseven

As opposed to the usual pe---

What health reasons? Not an assault or an argument, I genuinely don't know about health benefits.

I can't upload pics off my phone so I send a picture of my foot to ReZ and said "upload and gimme link" and I don't actually think he's online so it may disturb him a little. So gimme a while, Mad Monkey! You can have a pic of my foot to fawn over in no time

Why? Srsly. Why bother? If you're all "omg animals are LIKE HOOMANS AND SHOULD NEVAR FEEL PAAAAIIIN!!" then sure, why not. But otherwise you're just wasting time.

Shh, we're talking about my footoe.

IN OTHER NEWS! Er... I... have a bad toe. Hurts when I walk, on the 'ball' of the toe. More of a foot-pain than a toe pain. I don't know where the pain comes from. But it is a BAD thing. Bad. Yes.

Vote: Dazz. I believe it.

Paj! we could drink gin together.

Saw ReZ posting this elsewhere; literally don't believe it. Cannot. If n-e were jackass, I'd be dead now :'(

I just wanted to post to interrupt, and actually have nothing to add.

Lol. Dialled 999 today just for shits and giggles because there was this telegraph pole at the back of a bong shop that was ablaze. Embers were catching at several rooftops. Smoke turned the road into a glass of guiness. I was actually put on hold for a minute when trying to dial it in. When they eventually turned up they didn't actually start spraying for another 10 minutes. I guess once they realised nobody was directly in trouble they could just take their time. The only other time I ever dialed 999 was when, in the sheffield flat me and shorty lived in, I saw a gang of guys stepping-up to the store owner of costcutters opposite. Store owner did our area proud and threw some karate kicks like a boss, but the coppers turned up before things got ugly. Anyone else ever dial the emergent servicles?

He trolls and you lot bite. You upset yourselves by thinking you can talk sense into him. But yeah, I don't exactly see mad monkey sticking around for the 2021 reunion or anything.

Oh wait we're trying to argue with Mad Monkey? Lol. *leaves thread*

Vote: Dyson. Meeting up with his ex-girlfriend is such a scumnag thing to do.

Been playing in a chess tournament for months. First round ended and I didn't realise it and new round started and I went away and and and and... You have a 2-day time limit to make a move. I was away from INTERNETS fo two and a half days. Some stupid bitch claimed a win on TIME becaue I didn't make a move because I was away for two days and didn't check because I didn't know the second round had started because because because... Just pissed me off. She was cheap. Four games at once -the other three guys let the clock run down and wait til I made a move. She just went and got the points. Going to fuck her up now plz k thannnks! Also; long weekend. Typng this post instead of being in bed. Hating tomorrw. HAATee egveYwerwetoabslgaldjg just don't want to NO DON't-- ok you made m... ok I mad emyself. SHUDHSDINDSG

FULL STOP. I hate being with people and wanting to say stuff but not saying stuff because I'm afraid that the stuff I'm about to say isn't interesting and heard of. I delete entire messages. I write hundreds of words then trumpet-call for the long black line that flashes every heartbeat to erase all that I've not said, to ensure nobody will ever read it. But in real life it's impossible. There is no vanguard. There is just failure. In real life, there is no erase. I think that's why I don't TRY. I can pretend everything is a draft copy. But regardless of perfection. I succeed in happiness. I will not leave a mark on this planet - even if I do, the mark is erronerous to the universe. At what scale are my 'achievements' worth remembering? THREAD POINT. Recap; we live for 100 years, in a good span of calculus. We have certain abilities genetically framed onto us; learn, speak, breed. While my main goal is essentially to produce a child that can grow into a better, smarter version of me, I hold no truly mesmerising (or, indeed, possible) worthiness for existense in the first place. I spend my time well-wishing and allowing others to stamp their mark of life on my blue-collared existence. But I have dreams. I wish to furnish my own house. I want to have a tree and maybe a bench dedicated to my rotting corpse. I'd like to have a large enough DVD collection where I could arrange it both generically and alphabetically. I want to have a blue plaque placed on every home I've been in. But how? I'm not a notararyarayaysyary anything. I'm known for having a beard and drinking lots. I want to be known for my wisdom and my serenity. So after this stupid essay... What are you known for? What would you say is your reputation, or your characteristics? How different are these to your actual being? (sorry for long thread. I have words I need to let out.)

Targetted last night - can only post a limited number of words today. Think Ese is boris, hense is self-defense. No idea if my power worked.

Cube's silver hair - bad guy by default, surely?!

Funnily enough, currently believing Diageo :P Change vote: Ellmeister!

FYI going away for the weekend - will try to post when I can

Yvonne - YES PLEASE! I've only seen the remake... but yeah, I think that's great scenario for a mafia game

Dan, once again; lead by example :P

I'm a fan of the whole "love yourself before you love others" thing. Not just because you'll be honestly yourself but also because if you don't trust or know yourself then you'll be incapable of trusting or knowing another individual, let alone someone you want to actually spend time with. People put too much faith in being 'loved' without truly knowing what the emotion is. Yes, it's gratifying and meaningful, but it is not the be-all and end-all of life. You have to spend your entire life with you alone, and I think there is no excuse in saying that confidence is built merely upon how many/few people find you appealing. While you ought not be an idiot and think highly of yourself when, in actual fact, you're a dickhead, you should still put yourself first and believe in your own worth before you put yourself out for sale. If someone is going to invest in you as the person of their dreams then surely they don't want a whinging wreck who hates themslves. Simlarly, why should you be waiting for someone to call on you? I found love not just because I stopped 'chasing' or 'looking' but simply because I started being, started just enjoying myself and not caring if something happened or not. As it was, someone saw my easy-going nature and gave me a go. No intentions there at all. But if you focus so much of your life on "love" then you're going to miss out on life. Gain some perspective- stop watching tv for a few months and see how you feel. Jeez/

Now that I believe. Jinx! Will you get info on me too? Changevote: No lynch.

Well it's been a few years since we were long-distance so it's hard to be precise, but generally it would be a few texts during the day followed by a phonecall in the evening. It varied and was rocky at points because personally I don't like phone-calls, and often I'd be in a social situation and not be great on the phone. But whether it was text, phone or msn there was always a sense that my attention was a bit split, and I can understand that it can come accross as uncaring even if it's not intended. Looking back - yeah, it was very difficult, and hard to manage. Sometimes the contact felt forced, sometimes it felt like I wasn't communicating enough. As you say, it's easy to be misinterpreted with text, but also I think phonecalls are tricky as well as there's not really any external stimulus so it was... yeah. Hard. Of course, with long-distance relationships the time you spend together is that much more special - in itself this can be a danger, warping the actual relationship a little. So yeah. It's important to recognise that the distance itself can cause frustration, and important not to let it allay your actual relationship. Yeah. Very hard.