Discussion in 'January And Everything After' started by Bahimiron, Jan 6, 2012.
Imagine how the waterbug felt!
Insects have some of the highest protein concentration on the planet, much higher than your meatball could have hoped to achieve alone.
I know the feeling - I keep my CA license because the picture is so nice, as opposed to my prisoner-looking VA license.
I really hate that because of TERRORISTS I now have to take my glasses off, and since I am totally blind, it makes me squint and scowl.
My new license photo managed to make me look absolutely corpselike. I dig it.
I sympathy liked this, but I really hate it. Eww :(
If I may go back a page and speak a little about cheese steaks, if anyone here in the Bay Area came from elsewhere and has a craving, you can actually get a very good one at Amato's on Saratoga. I lived in PA for a couple years so I understand that most of the places around here are pretenders, but Amato's is the real thing. You can tell by the shitty website: http://www.amatoscheesesteaks.com/index.php
I look stoned out of my mind in my driver's license portrait. In reality, I just couldn't remember how to smile when they were taking it.
Our new round of interns started for 2013 and this is the first time in five years my department has not taken on a young-ish, female intern. We got a filthy, stinking male. Boys are icky. I mean, I guess I could semi-flirt with the male, but something tells me it just is not going to be the same. On a positive note, drinks out with the intern will be considerably less dangerous! ;)
Interesting choice of flavours.
Goddammit, well that makes the next karaoke business trip a lot less fun!
Maybe for you.
I got side-swiped by an idiot in a left-turn lane deciding to go straight after the light turned green. Except her lane was the on-coming lanes left-turn lane, so she decided to occupy the same physical space as my car in front of several witnesses. I filed a claim and got a call a few hours later from some nice lady telling me she had processed my claim as well as received independent reports from several witnesses and that I would be held for zero percent fault, on the condition that I don't get back into my car at all. Turns out my license (but not insurance, thankfully) had expired like three months prior to the incident. She let me off with a warning because in the online report I filed I mentioned I was "driving home from school after an exam", so I must be a frazzled college student who had more important things to worry about at exam-time than renewing my license.
Guess who has gone two weeks without a properly functioning internet browser?
This guy ineverwantthattohappenagain
My first CA license had the best picture of me on any ID ever. That was two pictures ago. :(
My current license photo is better than my original photo, but it's still pretty bad. Gnarly beard, I look high as shit (No claims either way; it's completely possible), but I am grinning, so it's all good.
My current license picture is from when I was three clothes sizes heavier -- and I think it was all in my face. OMG so horrible.
I saw Les Miserables today, and it was everything I wanted and more. My school did a rendition as our play last year (and it was pretty damn good, if I do say so myself - even after comparing it to the movie), so I kind of remembered a lot of it and was pretty sure I wouldn't be as moved at the movie.
I was so very, very wrong. I cried through at least 50% of it. It's been a long time since a movie has hit me so hard, and this play hits me every time I see it. Personally, I thought the casting was perfect (Jean Valjean, Cosette and Javert in particular), and it was a generally great experience. The theater was full of emotional people just like me; I heard lots of sniffles and laughter at all the right parts. I'm glad it was worth the money.
My license photo has me as a more spunky looking guy who was experimenting with getting rid of the grey hair by dying, replaced with a more natural brown, stubbly facial hair and a youthful face full of hope and optimism for the future times ahead of me.
Fuck, that was 4.5 years ago now. Some things change...
After a computer scare that ended with a disk scan and some file deletions, I'm backing up my photos to Dropbox. All my non-media documents already sync with Google Drive, but I didn't have my photos synced with anything. They're uploading now. I'll feel better once it's done...
Yeah, that's so important. I have my photos on a NAS, backed up to an extenal drive plugged into the NAS and my best shots are on Flickr as well. Can't be too careful. I ripped my collection of 1500 CD's only to have the drive die on me a month later. That taught me the value of backups!
You're the first person I've heard say they liked Javert. :P
(Er, the actor, not the role.)
Acting-wise, he was fine. Singing-wise...eh. They could have done so much better.
(I had my complaints with the movie, but about the time "Do You Hear The People Sing" started, I got so swept up in the story that I didn't care anymore. Yep, I'm a squeeing fangirl.)
I have heard better Javerts singing-wise, but this one's image and acting just fit really well with what I expected.
Yes, this. Anything I didn't like sort of vanished from my mind around that point.
I thought he was too puffy (I dunno, I see Javert as leaner), but much more importantly, his terrible singing (yes, I thought it was terrible) torpedoed any warm feelings I may have felt towards any acting he may or may have not been engaging in. The singing is the most important part.
Also, way, way, way, way, way, WAY too many extreme close-ups. Part of the reason Do You Hear the People Sing was so great was because they finally backed off and let us see stuff that wasn't directly up a singer's nose.
I could rant about the movie for a while, so I will stop, as it is not my intention to make people feel like they're wrong for liking it. <3
I already have an itemized list of everything that was wrong with the movie version, Comic Book Store Guy-style, but I'm tired of thinking about it.
We have an entire thread for Les Mis discussion!
Tomorrow Quat gets a 4th gen iPad, which means I get his iPad 2. We are both quite excited about our new toys...
Your mom has an entire thread for Your Mom discussion!
My wife just got laid off after 2 months at her new job.
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Fuck. I'm sorry to hear it. You guys going to be okay while she job-hunts?
Oh man, my sympathies. D:
Here's to hoping things turn up. How're you guys doing?
The belt is already tightened, so I don't even want to imagine her job hunt lasting more than a month. Which it probably will. Fuck.
I'd like to recommend Backblaze, as a similar solution that you can pretty much set up and ignore. It's worth the money just for the peace of mind, honestly.
If she got laid off, can she at least get unemployment? Or was she not there long enough?
I think there's a 3 month minimum requirement for unemployment qualification, if not longer than that, and she was on unemployment until Feb of 2012, so she's had it within less than a year. I think we're hosed.
I couldn't have said it better.
I suddenly remembered what happened today.
ALRIGHT SO, TOOK MY MRI TO THE DOCTOR, YEAH?
Yeah. Nothing was out of the ordinary. Yes, seriously. "No tears" apparently means that my knees are just peachy and in peak condition to put me back on full duty at work. When prodded, the doctor suggested that the pain might be "tendonitis, but nothing serious". And after hearing all of this and getting out of the office, I literally doubled over and started crying. And I couldn't stop for a while. No one can seem to find anything wrong with my knees, and while they sit there with their fingers folded, I have to go to work and limp around in pain. I can no longer call into my workplace and ask for days off because of knee pains because "there weren't any signs of anything wrong", so they'll think I'm faking it and penalize me. I don't want to lose my only source of income while I try to find another place to go/get this whole goddamn suing bullshit out of the way. Worse still, they can't fire me because they were the source of this mysterious pain no one seems particularly interested in finding the source of. So it's a case of "try to find another job where you don't have to stand so long while going to a job where you do have to stand for so long before your goddamn knees fall off", which is just gross.
In the end, I've been put back to work, full-duty, no restrictions. (Because the MRI didn't show anything, you understand.) I am definitely not looking forward to that incredible aching pain in what is now both of my knees on occasion, but usually the left. I'm not. I am really, really not. If they call and give me a shift, I can't say "no" or else I'll be penalized. And if I don't go in at all, I'll rack up points on the stupid motherfucking goddamn point system, which would give them a reason to fire me. And then I look bad at Universal Theme Park, as well as general Universal affiliates.
It sounds like you seriously need a second opinion from a competent doctor..
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