so I've been playing a game of cat & mouse with my son, trying to snap a picture of him smiling. he'll coo & smile at me, but the second I hold my phone up, I get :| well as funny as that is, it's been fairly frustrating. now the damned wife beat me to the punch ; ;
Would you believe me if I told you that sometimes Ignorance is Bliss? That, Sometimes even the best laid plans go awry?...
No, probably not...it sounds like you are bound and determined to learn these things the hard way. And even though I gave up trying to talk people out of things for lent... Here goes nothing...
Yes, there are things you are missing out on but only roughly half of them are good. The other half is what nobody else talks about... They leave that part out, you will find out soon enough on your own and so on.... So before you go disco dancing with death there are a few things you should try to be ready for, even though it's impossible... Right.
FURTHER- Not everyone comes back... How we lost Patrick.
Well, there is no way to sugar coat this one for you... as the title suggests, Patrick is dead. Another failed seeker who learned things he was probably better off not knowing and because of it, he kept trying to unlearn them or perhaps learn something else, but it didn't work. He had gone too far, too fast. You could see it in his eyes when you looked at him. He told me the dance we took with dmt was the worst one, the straw that broke the camel's back... It was a problem with his own insignificance and inability to change anything at all and I knew what he was talking about because I followed the highway of electric light to the emerald city and looked back and saw how small I had become....
And so, when death kissed him on the mouth, he kissed her back... swooning into her arms, he let go of the one last thing holding him back... and she took him... to wherever it is we go when the music stops. I don't claim to know what happens next...
But I know how just he felt. Once upon a time, I heard the siren's song too and I let go.... I gave up, I gave in and then.... before I made it to the other side.
someone else brought me back... Patrick wasn't as lucky.
but I think it fundamentally weakened my resolve to go on living in a way I can't ever describe properly... It's ok, you guys go on without me.... i'll be fine... You don't have any idea what I am talking about yet and that is a good thing.
On the one hand I feel the things I have learned were somehow worth knowing and on the other hand I probably would have been fine not learning them all... and you can't pick and choose. it comes all at once and you learn the hard way and there is only one way to undo it..
Patrick was built like a Mack Truck and you would think he could handle anything... but the brain is not a muscle you can strengthen.
Sometimes you learn too late that your tolerance threshold has been surpassed and you simply can't keep going forward any more like you used too.
Some people can handle anything and some people whither up and die and there is no clear indication what type of brain you have prior to initiating the expansion sequence. Three.....two....one.... lift off.
It's russian roulette with three cylinders full. You want to know if you got the gusto? You gotta squeeze down like you got a pair.
Then all I can do is hope the chamber is empty when you pull the trigger. Best of luck to you.
Bleh! I feel gross today. I can deal with vomit in my hair, but diarrhea seeping out each leg of the diaps...Hmmm...I was wearing white too. Enjoy that, Ni! Here's hoping your day is as gross as mine! =D
I got some of that action last night, on both counts, execpt puke was just my shoulder, as I keep the hair high & tight.
Would you believe me if I told you that sometimes Ignorance is Bliss? That, Sometimes even the best laid plans go awry?...
No, probably not...it sounds like you are bound and determined to learn these things the hard way. And even though I gave up trying to talk people out of things for lent... Here goes nothing...
Yes, there are things you are missing out on but only roughly half of them are good. The other half is what nobody else talks about... They leave that part out, you will find out soon enough on your own and so on.... So before you go disco dancing with death there are a few things you should try to be ready for, even though it's impossible... Right.
FURTHER- Not everyone comes back... How we lost Patrick.
Well, there is no way to sugar coat this one for you... as the title suggests, Patrick is dead. Another failed seeker who learned things he was probably better off not knowing and because of it, he kept trying to unlearn them or perhaps learn something else, but it didn't work. He had gone too far, too fast. You could see it in his eyes when you looked at him. He told me the dance we took with dmt was the worst one, the straw that broke the camel's back... It was a problem with his own insignificance and inability to change anything at all and I knew what he was talking about because I followed the highway of electric light to the emerald city and looked back and saw how small I had become....
And so, when death kissed him on the mouth, he kissed her back... swooning into her arms, he let go of the one last thing holding him back... and she took him... to wherever it is we go when the music stops. I don't claim to know what happens next...
But I know how just he felt. Once upon a time, I heard the siren's song too and I let go.... I gave up, I gave in and then.... before I made it to the other side.
someone else brought me back... Patrick wasn't as lucky.
but I think it fundamentally weakened my resolve to go on living in a way I can't ever describe properly... It's ok, you guys go on without me.... i'll be fine... You don't have any idea what I am talking about yet and that is a good thing.
On the one hand I feel the things I have learned were somehow worth knowing and on the other hand I probably would have been fine not learning them all... and you can't pick and choose. it comes all at once and you learn the hard way and there is only one way to undo it..
Patrick was built like a Mack Truck and you would think he could handle anything... but the brain is not a muscle you can strengthen.
Sometimes you learn too late that your tolerance threshold has been surpassed and you simply can't keep going forward any more like you used too.
Some people can handle anything and some people whither up and die and there is no clear indication what type of brain you have prior to initiating the expansion sequence. Three.....two....one.... lift off.
It's russian roulette with three cylinders full. You want to know if you got the gusto? You gotta squeeze down like you got a pair.
Then all I can do is hope the chamber is empty when you pull the trigger. Best of luck to you.
Would you believe me if I told you that sometimes Ignorance is Bliss? That, Sometimes even the best laid plans go awry?... No, probably not...it sounds like you are bound and determined to learn these things the hard way. And even though I gave up trying to talk people out of things for lent... Here goes nothing... Yes, there are things you are missing out on but only roughly half of them are good. The other half is what nobody else talks about... They leave that part out, you will find out soon enough on your own and so on.... So before you go disco dancing with death there are a few things you should try to be ready for, even though it's impossible... Right. FURTHER- Not everyone comes back... How we lost Patrick. Well, there is no way to sugar coat this one for you... as the title suggests, Patrick is dead. Another failed seeker who learned things he was probably better off not knowing and because of it, he kept trying to unlearn them or perhaps learn something else, but it didn't work. He had gone too far, too fast. You could see it in his eyes when you looked at him. He told me the dance we took with dmt was the worst one, the straw that broke the camel's back... It was a problem with his own insignificance and inability to change anything at all and I knew what he was talking about because I followed the highway of electric light to the emerald city and looked back and saw how small I had become.... And so, when death kissed him on the mouth, he kissed her back... swooning into her arms, he let go of the one last thing holding him back... and she took him... to wherever it is we go when the music stops. I don't claim to know what happens next... But I know how just he felt. Once upon a time, I heard the siren's song too and I let go.... I gave up, I gave in and then.... before I made it to the other side. someone else brought me back... Patrick wasn't as lucky. but I think it fundamentally weakened my resolve to go on living in a way I can't ever describe properly... It's ok, you guys go on without me.... i'll be fine... You don't have any idea what I am talking about yet and that is a good thing. On the one hand I feel the things I have learned were somehow worth knowing and on the other hand I probably would have been fine not learning them all... and you can't pick and choose. it comes all at once and you learn the hard way and there is only one way to undo it.. Patrick was built like a Mack Truck and you would think he could handle anything... but the brain is not a muscle you can strengthen. Sometimes you learn too late that your tolerance threshold has been surpassed and you simply can't keep going forward any more like you used too. Some people can handle anything and some people whither up and die and there is no clear indication what type of brain you have prior to initiating the expansion sequence. Three.....two....one.... lift off. It's russian roulette with three cylinders full. You want to know if you got the gusto? You gotta squeeze down like you got a pair. Then all I can do is hope the chamber is empty when you pull the trigger. Best of luck to you.
my condolances for losing a friend, even if it was many, many, moons ago.
Would you believe me if I told you that sometimes Ignorance is Bliss? That, Sometimes even the best laid plans go awry?... No, probably not...it sounds like you are bound and determined to learn these things the hard way. And even though I gave up trying to talk people out of things for lent... Here goes nothing... Yes, there are things you are missing out on but only roughly half of them are good. The other half is what nobody else talks about... They leave that part out, you will find out soon enough on your own and so on.... So before you go disco dancing with death there are a few things you should try to be ready for, even though it's impossible... Right. FURTHER- Not everyone comes back... How we lost Patrick. Well, there is no way to sugar coat this one for you... as the title suggests, Patrick is dead. Another failed seeker who learned things he was probably better off not knowing and because of it, he kept trying to unlearn them or perhaps learn something else, but it didn't work. He had gone too far, too fast. You could see it in his eyes when you looked at him. He told me the dance we took with dmt was the worst one, the straw that broke the camel's back... It was a problem with his own insignificance and inability to change anything at all and I knew what he was talking about because I followed the highway of electric light to the emerald city and looked back and saw how small I had become.... And so, when death kissed him on the mouth, he kissed her back... swooning into her arms, he let go of the one last thing holding him back... and she took him... to wherever it is we go when the music stops. I don't claim to know what happens next... But I know how just he felt. Once upon a time, I heard the siren's song too and I let go.... I gave up, I gave in and then.... before I made it to the other side. someone else brought me back... Patrick wasn't as lucky. but I think it fundamentally weakened my resolve to go on living in a way I can't ever describe properly... It's ok, you guys go on without me.... i'll be fine... You don't have any idea what I am talking about yet and that is a good thing. On the one hand I feel the things I have learned were somehow worth knowing and on the other hand I probably would have been fine not learning them all... and you can't pick and choose. it comes all at once and you learn the hard way and there is only one way to undo it.. Patrick was built like a Mack Truck and you would think he could handle anything... but the brain is not a muscle you can strengthen. Sometimes you learn too late that your tolerance threshold has been surpassed and you simply can't keep going forward any more like you used too. Some people can handle anything and some people whither up and die and there is no clear indication what type of brain you have prior to initiating the expansion sequence. Three.....two....one.... lift off. It's russian roulette with three cylinders full. You want to know if you got the gusto? You gotta squeeze down like you got a pair. Then all I can do is hope the chamber is empty when you pull the trigger. Best of luck to you.
my condolances for losing a friend, even if it was many, many, moons ago.
wut are you talking about switching my name back and forth o.O? and yeah, it's going pretty good. trying to secure a supervisor job when this lady leaves. i dunno if i'll get it, but it would be really nice.
your companies name... They just switched back to what it used to be...
PR move. it's actually causing a lot of problems. most people don't pay attention to that kind of stuff. so, when they sent out these letters saying that we were now AIG, people started flipping their ***. they are just sending the letters back with WHAT?!! scrawled all over them. they shouldn't of said anything to the masses. we were always aig, and now we're getting one to five thousand of these letters per day from people wondering if their policies are still good.
PR move. it's actually causing a lot of problems. most people don't pay attention to that kind of stuff. so, when they sent out these letters saying that we were now AIG, people started flipping their ***. they are just sending the letters back with WHAT?!! scrawled all over them. they shouldn't of said anything to the masses. we were always aig, and now we're getting one to five thousand of these letters per day from people wondering if their policies are still good.
I assumed they did it since since the bail out money was all paid off... or at least I think it is... I was still surprised they did it and so quickly too... you guys only had Chartis up for a couple of years...
It just goes to show that when you switch names like that people really don't associate it with anything other than a name... you guys did send out a big letter when you did it though so most people in the industry should have known...
According to my grandmother it keeps on happening until you run out of friends... The good grandma, grandma dart guns, who outlived almost everyone including the villainous master of evil grandma dog who had no friends at all.....Wait... I never told you that story!?
And even I, in all my hideous evil have a soft spot it my heart for the only woman who so loved all the world, she loved and accepted... me, of all people...
Grandma Dart Guns was probably the coolest grandma in all the universe. She always had a freezer full Popsicles and a basement filled with toys of every description and a huge arsenal of dart guns. She was always overjoyed to see you. She knew every card game ever invented and would play for hours and hours and hours with any kid lucky enough to be left at her doorstep.
Her daughter became a nurse and adopted and cared for special needs kids. So kids would show up in wheelchairs and crutches and helmets that covered up where people had bashed their heads in and she showered them all in love and warmth like they were her own children. She knew all their names and birthdays and favorite ice creams and snacks and toys and games and songs.
She had candy and kool aid and chip and dips and little bowls everywhere with pretzels and nuts and you were allowed to have any of it you wanted. It was all for you.
Her house was so warm, even in the basement. On the coldest, darkest day at the worst possible time, her door was always open and the whole house was filled with a warm white light.
The people in her neighborhood swore that the flowers bloomed as she walked past, bird sang and the air grew warmer.
I'm sorry you never got to meet her, she would have loved you all....
PR move. it's actually causing a lot of problems. most people don't pay attention to that kind of stuff. so, when they sent out these letters saying that we were now AIG, people started flipping their ***. they are just sending the letters back with WHAT?!! scrawled all over them. they shouldn't of said anything to the masses. we were always aig, and now we're getting one to five thousand of these letters per day from people wondering if their policies are still good.
I assumed they did it since since the bail out money was all paid off... or at least I think it is... I was still surprised they did it and so quickly too... you guys only had Chartis up for a couple of years...
It just goes to show that when you switch names like that people really don't associate it with anything other than a name... you guys did send out a big letter when you did it though so most people in the industry should have known...
oh it was definitely because they paid of the loan. change all the little companies back in time so you only have to make one commercial thanking the tax payers.
i've been debating going back to being an agent for aflac. right now i spend my timedoing accounting and fact checking to make sure we're not paying people too much. as an agent my job was to help people get money. i feel evil, and if you remember, i said i would end up feeling like this before i started.
Edit: As of 2010-10-05 14:48:06 CST, Ni reached 10,000 pages.
Since we all can't be on the same linkshell in game, this can be our cross server linkshell thread.
Like most linkshells, it can be pretty dead at times. Other times it's full of intense conversations about either rl, gear, goals, pokemon or anything else you want to contribute.
We can cover any sort of topic at all, within reason of the forum rules. No real main topic, just a bunch of FFXIAH friends/people coming on and discussing random things.
Yeah Chuu. Bringing you up to speed, Ludoggy is the LS pedophile. I'm the fountain of random and useless knowledge that makes you go "Hrm" with the occasional side of "holy shit he said what?"
Kungfu is the LS nutjob, spouting super random things that are usually sexist, until Savvy or Alyria comes into the room. Then he's a classic case of sexual harrassment. Rumaha is also true to the second part; we're wondering about his sexuality though.
Daj is Ludoggy's gay lover. Not much else is known about this Asuran. Tairo is kinda new, but since is a female and Alyria's lesbian lover, she fit right in real quick.
Celene(F) and Rowland(M) are more of the shyer members, but often say things that are witty, have a good pun and sometimes cause three page discussions. Celene hates when people hit on her. It doesn't stop them from trying.
Krizz is just social and likes to kill time here during work Tbest is about the same, except tends to be a douche to guys and affectionate toward girls.
Alyria is the most social female, gets groped a lot without provoking it by others, and Tairo ends up stabbing people for it. Cai is just a barrel of lols, I might be gay for him. If I wasn't straight.
Not sure about Citag, s/he's new. Kiriyu is just an in-out kinda person. Says one thing every three days that every guy makes a big fuss over. Ludoggy gets really defensive since she's asian and underage (might be 18 now).
Artem is the wayward soul that makes you ponder the meaning of life by constantly reminding us life can suck. But he deals, and so do we. About the same for Savannah, except people are more "AWH!" to her because of a vagina involved.
Dasva is the ex military man (as is Krizz but this doesn't apply to him) who hates the world and plots a way to destroy most of it.
Number2 is kinda like a mix between Cai and I; never bashes, likes to laugh and has odd avatars. His current suits a lot of the convos this LS gets into. Barti is most well known for his moustache. He gives mousatche rides for a fee. I'm missing a few people but whatever. CARRY ON!
Luelle Smells.
Roster of FFXIAH Ni (as of April 1st, 2010 Pocoyo avatar craze)
Happy b-day ls.
Heres my lame gift to AHLS, since Row is lame and took away the OP, I made my own!
Haseyo/Bignose: He's got a bigass nose, Leader of the RL avi revloution or some junk no one gives a crap about...crazy about his asian pop/rock bands and is a closet pedo. AKA LAME
Dameshi: wont level his sam sub and is a lolblu, LAME
Citag: Doesnt put out, Really lame
Dasva: Uses Chu as a cover up for his desire for me greased up and naked on his bed, Lame.
Rydiya/Bra+Panties: Secret lesbien, doesnt wear bra+panties, like to knit and other old people stuff (bingo)
Pikachu/Chu: Hi Chu, I love chu
Kryee/Socks: Noms on socks, wears the sam red pair everyday and frequently sniffs her arm pits.
Cheyne: Domo origoto, Mr Roboto...I think he's gay.
Urial: SOCCER IS LAME AND YOU'RE LAME.
Thundars: LOLCANADIAN
Spence: LOLFRENCHCANADIAN
Enterius/ghost: He's a ghost...he'll say something witty to me later.
Ixe: Ducky face and cant seem to get a straw in her mouth (can get other things in there though)
Mairah: She cool...lame
Bart: Full times OPO-OPO, free mustache rides otherwise LAME
Sav/Mango: Field trips, yay!
Aly/thatgreenmodthatwillbanmeifIsayanythingbad: *tapes*
Woody: You're not Italian...no tea for you.
Sectum: My apprentice...loves asian girls, loves to cook...he's awesome. put me in a story where I wasnt a pedo and that'd cool
Rum:STOP RAIDING MY BASEMENT AND TAKING AWAY MY GIRLS GAWD. Long Islander...lame
Valencea:Wont tell me the color of her undies, you lost the bet...no we cant get married...NO MEANS NO
Kojo:Open pedo...he likes scat, ewww
Tohsou: I think he's a pedo with a girlfriend as cover up, lame.
Kiriyu/strawberry: Lurk Less post moar! I see you what you are doing!
Krizz: Mohawk guy #1
Triet: Mohawk guy #1...wait
Bloodbathboy: The Hulk
Kungfuhustle: AH%DUE%$JNSRGHSRHHEYHEHSA Y%HEDHGSR EAT AHUYY DONKEY NUTS
Celene: Quit...Canadian...who the hell quits?
Tbest: MIA
Eternaltriumph: Where the hell has he been? Is he gone cause he got pussywhipped or something? Whatever...
#2: GOD...I miss him /cry
Luelle/otherlu: The Other Lu.
Zekky: Quit, kicking ass, raped me :\
Krystale/Girlwithpiercing: Magnets stick to her, Toke Canadian, hawt...she's 15 right?
Marzbarz: NINJA
Rowland: All your Pocoyo are belong to...him
Weewoo/Tool: He liked Asura and wont admit it.
Miemo: Has a mithra avi c.c
Kalyna: is a girl right? right? oh...lame
Gimmeurselables: TOO MUCH BOUNCE...TOO BIG, EWWWW
Sagittario: Lame elf whu runs around in a diaper subligar
Ludoggy: Faggot
Edit: The Family Ni Tree
Luelle's (And Citag's too!) birthday present
[h1]H1[/h1]
[h2]H2[/h2]
[h3]H3[/h3]
[figlet]Figlet[/figlet]
[spoiler="Custom spoiler!"][h1]Yay[/h1][/spoiler]
[soundcloud]http://soundcloud.com/matas/hobnotropic[/soundcloud]
Will try to get to more stuff when I can.
Disclaimer: Your Feelings May Get Hurt In Your Stay Here.
