The Isolated Blurt Thread XVI: The Butthurt Starts Here

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Ugh, but Itunes...ugh

yeah, itunes fucking sucks. i stopped using it when i bought a full album off of them and then could only play half the songs. they basically told me to go fuck myself when i complained about it, so it was back to stealing for me.

and my cheapass, generic shuffle that works great despite the judging stares of the petty bourgeoisie.
 
maybe if i just wipe my cunty right here, it won't get anywhere else.
 
omg i hate the goddamn customer service for shit that you buy online

i bought a bunch of books online from an aussie ebook store, then they got taken over by some other company so all our accounts were "updated" to reflect that. well when i logged in, all my books were gone!

so i emailed customer service and basically their attitude was "suck it" so i shrugged and just re-downloaded the epubs elsewhere.

the shittiest fucking part of that whole damn thing is i had PHYSICAL copies of the books too -- but i had bought the epub versions because i like being able to take several books around in my purse without feeling like i'm hauling a damn library with me.

i only buy physical copies, now.







on another note, i am convinced there is a place in my house that i haven't yet found where nick fuzzy has hidden my Bachelorette lipstick, 532 of my hair combs, hair clips, hair ties and head bands, that sock I can't find, and god knows what else. I cannot understand how I can lose a lipstick I've never used, nor taken out of the house and I've upended this entire place looking for it. rage.
 
I really don't use ignore as much as I should. Everything is a lot less gross now.
 
If your entire online life has to be nothing but lies, what's the fucking point? Why even bother? What do they get out of that?
 
Pastor John waters (edgardo@telviso.com.ar)

Sent: Sat 4/25/15 9:01 AM

Dear Beloved

I am Pastor John , I am ill and might not survive according to my doctor as a result of cancer. I want to

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A yoga segment on Today. Here are my thoughts about yoga:

I don't get it... you strike a pose and hold it for a few minutes. Big deal. About three years ago I dated a crazy Russian woman who was a yoga instructor. {she really was crazy. Called me at 3 am one morning to come pick her up from the nut house because she wanted to go home. She was absolutely smoking hot though. You know that scale of Hot vs. crazy? Well this woman topped out both ends of the scale, which made her datable. But, I digress}

...what the hell was I talking about?

Oh... yoga.

I think it's dumb. I'm sure I had something else to say about it, but my mind wandered when thinking about Darya.

I guess it's not "dumb", but I need something to do when I'm in my stretchy pants. I can't just put my ankles behind my ears and not expect a little ball tickle.

You learn a lot about your body when you practice. Not to say you don't when engaging in other physical activities, but yoga gave me a body awareness I never really thought was possible. It's a cool journey. Also, holding poses is much harder than it looks.
 
I like lentils, but there isn't any appeal of a "lentil loaf" for me. It just sounds sad.
 
You learn a lot about your body when you practice. Not to say you don't when engaging in other physical activities, but yoga gave me a body awareness I never really thought was possible. It's a cool journey. Also, holding poses is much harder than it looks.

Yep.

I learned that from two practices. The first is target shooting. To shoot with the best you have to become aware of everything your body is doing. Your breathing, your muscle control, even the beat of your heart. All of those things are under your control to an extent and you learn the techniques required to get them under control.

The second was sort of an odd occurrence. When I was working in cancer research at Los Alamos the division had a 1 hour seminar each week put on by one of the key researchers. The idea was cross-pollination of ideas and research directions. What they turned out to be were 1 hour 'dig me' sessions with the idea being who could use the most, and longest, polysyllabics. But one day one of the East Indian researchers, PhD in Biophysics and MD in Oncology, by the name of Patel, I forget his first name, it was a seriously long polysyllabic too. Anyway, he spent the hour teaching meditation techniques. Out of all those seminars it was the only one worth a shit and I still practice those techniques to this day.

Ishmael
 
My bf is almost too good in a crisis. One night we stupidly decided to play a drinking game and I ended up with my head in the toilet. He kept popping his head in the door asking if he could help, did I want some motrin or water, etc. HOW ABOUT YOU LEAVE ME TO DIE THIS IS EMBARASSING THANKYOUVERYMUCH.

If you had just SAID that, I'd have left you alone, but I couldn't understand what you were trying to say in between the heaves.
 
I hide in the back row at yoga class. with the women who giggle and speculate on whether or not the instructor wears underwear.
 
Bang bang into the room (I know ya want it)
Bang bang all over you (I'll let ya have it)
Wait a minute lemme take you there (ah)
Wait a minute till ya (ah)
Bang bang there goes your heart (I know ya want it)
Back, back seat of my car (I'll let ya have it)
Wait a minute lemme take you there (ah)
Wait a minute till ya (ah)
 
Yep.

I learned that from two practices. The first is target shooting. To shoot with the best you have to become aware of everything your body is doing. Your breathing, your muscle control, even the beat of your heart. All of those things are under your control to an extent and you learn the techniques required to get them under control.

The second was sort of an odd occurrence. When I was working in cancer research at Los Alamos the division had a 1 hour seminar each week put on by one of the key researchers. The idea was cross-pollination of ideas and research directions. What they turned out to be were 1 hour 'dig me' sessions with the idea being who could use the most, and longest, polysyllabics. But one day one of the East Indian researchers, PhD in Biophysics and MD in Oncology, by the name of Patel, I forget his first name, it was a seriously long polysyllabic too. Anyway, he spent the hour teaching meditation techniques. Out of all those seminars it was the only one worth a shit and I still practice those techniques to this day.

Ishmael

Yeah, you really start to realize how connected everything actually is. It's a neat experience.

I hide in the back row at yoga class. with the women who giggle and speculate on whether or not the instructor wears underwear.

That's the best row!
 
also, at work I get called an angel a lot. A LOT.

but I know for a fact that i'm an arsehole.
 
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