THE BORE
General => The Superdeep Borehole => Topic started by: MrAngryFace on November 20, 2008, 09:14:22 PM
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Goddamnit. What an aggravating day. RAAAAAAAGE.
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I agree, I'm on the fence at my job. And cause of that they got us going nuts with all the deadlines and short term training. Work = ANGER but I love my work still. A very conflicting day that's for sure :-\
Thank god for buying stuff to make one's self feel better.
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just ended 4 days of intense manager training offsite. i haven't been this exhausted since 2000, when i let dotcom executives run a train on my ass for their john galt memorial rape-the-workers-thon
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my day has been pretty good, but this is my slow season (through february)
of course, everything i want to buy usually comes out this time of year, so it is a delicate balance
savings vs. rampant consumer greed - fight!
also, whenever i have good days like this i suspect an equal and opposite spate of assholery is on the horizon
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also, whenever i have good days like this i suspect an equal and opposite spate of assholery is on the horizon
Make hay while the sun shines.
WTF does that even mean.
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just ended 4 days of intense manager training offsite. i haven't been this exhausted since 2000, when i let dotcom executives run a train on my ass for their john galt memorial rape-the-workers-thon
Sounds terrible, good thing all those people now work in the electronics section at Wal-Mart!
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My vacation starts on Tuesday!
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still working here :-\
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jerk spread can be pretty good though
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it's friday afternoon here.
i have been at the pub drinking beer and watching cricket
:bow FRIDAY :bow2
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Its like everything that could go wrong, but also be annoying in a completely tedious fashion, did go wrong. Then the commute home was holy jesus I wanted to just drive my focus into that piece of shit in front of me then some bitch was going 20 through a parking lot and honked at ME. I WAS STOPPED. 20 is not a speed for a parking lot AT NIGHT YOU BITCH DONT FUCKING WAVE YOUR HANDS AT ME LIKE IM THE FUCKING CRAZY ONE YOU GODDAMNED BITCH SHITTY FUCK GOD DAMNIT
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I know what you mean, I'm in college and today my professor was like "6 page paper due tomorrow" and I came home and my roommate still hadn't cleaned the kitchen. god I cant believe all this shit I put up with.
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Its like everything that could go wrong, but also be annoying in a completely tedious fashion, did go wrong. Then the commute home was holy jesus I wanted to just drive my focus into that piece of shit in front of me then some bitch was going 20 through a parking lot and honked at ME. I WAS STOPPED. 20 is not a speed for a parking lot AT NIGHT YOU BITCH DONT FUCKING WAVE YOUR HANDS AT ME LIKE IM THE FUCKING CRAZY ONE YOU GODDAMNED BITCH SHITTY FUCK GOD DAMNIT
Sounds like you need to play some Saint's Row 2 (http://www.evilbore.com/forum/index.php?topic=26206.msg686273#msg686273)
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I know what you mean, I'm in college and today my professor was like "6 page paper due tomorrow" and I came home and my roommate still hadn't cleaned the kitchen. god I cant believe all this shit I put up with.
Yeah its like FUCKING CLEAN THE GODDAMNED KITCHEN YOU BITCH YOU LAZY SACK OF SHITTTTTTTT
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At least tonight's 30 Rock was pretty good.
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fucking pasta sauce getting moldy and shit in our cast-iron skillet what the fuck :'(
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HE NEEDS TO TOWEL THAT SHIT OFF RIGHT AWAY
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you should leave a laminated note by the sink and sign it "sincerely, disappointed"
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Today sucked.
I woke up late, got to my first class late, my second class was canceled but I couldn't leave, my third class was boring and half the kids weren't there and I wanted to punch this incredibly obnoxious girl in the back of the head. I get home and I'm dead tired and the only thing I feel like doing is trying the home update for 10 minute before wondering if I want to play Castlevania on the Wii, which I didn't, and now I want to sleep at 10:40. I feel so old.
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oh wait i did have one hour of suck this evening
back in september a friend of mine started a monthly comic book discussion group, like a book club but with way more armpit and foot odor, and i got roped into going
now i have been roped into making a facebook page for this shit, although the bright side to that is i can edit my picture out of any photos
i haven't really read new comics in about three years (except for a few he's lent me here and there) so i don't really know what the fuck they're all talking about, and the more they talk the less i ever want to read a comic again
i mean, if you've been reading comics for any length of time, superhero stories are just the same cyclical shit plots and dialogue over and over and over and shouldn't be talked about in public, much like herpes or boils
all in all i would have rather stayed home and plucked out the hairs around my asshole one by one
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My vacation starts on Tuesday!
My vacation starts today! And by vacation, I mean I'm staying home and playing videogames, and I don't have to go back to work until the Monday after next. :hump :hump :hump
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I ruined my ankle again. This time worse than ever.
It was like 11AM and I was in bed because I had been up until 8AM. I hear the doorbell go off, and I look out my window and see FedEx is here. I have 3 packages incoming. I hope out of bed, throw on whatever clothes are nearby, and rush to the door, but I'm too late, the FedEx guy has already left. I rush down the hall and start bolting down the steps to catch up with him on the first floor. I completely putz it up, twist my ankle, and fall on my fuckin head. The FedEx guy turns around (he was just walking out the front door of my building) and I yelled something along the lines of "FUCKING TITS." I see I got his attention and I asked, "Do you have any packages for 205?" And he did. I painfully limped back to my apartment, put on my now-familiar ankle brace, and ate like 4 vicodins.
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Shit TVC, we need to get a protective layer of bubble pop around you.
on a side note:
HAPPY FRIDAY!!!! :hyper
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I ruined my ankle again. This time worse than ever.
It was like 11AM and I was in bed because I had been up until 8AM. I hear the doorbell go off, and I look out my window and see FedEx is here. I have 3 packages incoming. I hope out of bed, throw on whatever clothes are nearby, and rush to the door, but I'm too late, the FedEx guy has already left. I rush down the hall and start bolting down the steps to catch up with him on the first floor. I completely putz it up, twist my ankle, and fall on my fuckin head. The FedEx guy turns around (he was just walking out the front door of my building) and I yelled something along the lines of "FUCKING TITS." I see I got his attention and I asked, "Do you have any packages for 205?" And he did. I painfully limped back to my apartment, put on my now-familiar ankle brace, and ate like 4 vicodins.
lmao
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i actually had a pretty good day
o wait, it did rain here, yeah that surely dampened my mood