Yeh I'd just ignore it, tell her you've no time to dwell on the past.

It's 30 C today

me, a natural ginger has to stay inside all day. NICE WEATHER HATES ME. So, I guess that means a day of videogaming and corrupting files I don't want anymore in a hex editor.

:laughing: That really sucks, change your name bro

Urban's right. I've done this before to girls and I've had it done to me. It's probably on a subconscious level but it really boils down to a power thing. Don't let her fuck with you like that, she's gonna bring you down and make you feel bad. Tell her to fuck off or ask her why she's doing stuff like that.


I'm regretting a choice I made last night. I rode with my room mate to a club and he was drunker than I thought. I shoulda axed that idea, luckily nothing bad happened. It was awesome the club though, albeit expensive as hell. I hooked up with his female friend, the same girl my brother messed around with a few weeks ago. She has a thing for us I guess, she was all over me. Unfortunately she sobered up and kept going from making out heavily with me one second to saying "omg this is wrong i shouldnt do this, i feel slutty" the next second. Then repeating that cycle every 5 minutes. I tried to make wings at 4am and somehow the cord to the fan got stuck in the oven and I caught it on fire and melted it. I still ate the wings, so if I die today you all will know why.

Is it weird that I like my dog more than any of my friends?
My dog never bitches to me about it's problems, never borrows money from me, never makes me listen to Dashboard Confessional, and provides me with more mental stimulation than most of the teenage residents of Bumfuck.
My friends never shit on my floor but my dog never shits on my soul.

Retail store cashiers represent, represent!

Been there done that, everybody should at some stage!

met up with an old ex-classmate

lotsa catching-up

still surprised I'm a pervert

I fell when I was drunk on Saturday night. My knees pretty ****ed up. It's soooo sore :(.

Well he was probably a little shocked to see you drop your silverware 6 times within 30 minutes so you could lean down and look up the school girls skirt next to you. Any man would go once, 6 is excess.

Drunk injuries are the worst, that's bad to hear. Is it like on the outside like an abrasion or bruise or on the inside like a strain on a muscle or ligament? My worst drunk injury wasn't so bad. First night I drank gin. Drank it straight, far too much of it. Was at a party, about to pass out after puking. Kid told me to use his room and I could sleep. 10 minutes later he storms in with a girl, makes me leave, and accidentally slammed the door on my hand. He thought the door was caught on something (it was dark), so he kept slamming it as hard as he could right on my hand. Damn that hurt, my hand ballooned and swelled so bad. Still take that over a knee injury though.

The range of emotions I experienced after reading this sentence is indescribable.

I'm walkin' with you girl...