Tim + Bowling Ball = Swollen Fingers
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ALL THAT DOCUMENTATION WASN'T REQUIRED?!
At about 3:30am this morning, I woke up with a fairly bad panic attack. I haven't had one in about a year, so it seems really weird that I had one.
For those of you who don't know what a panic attack is, I suggest you read this.
Mom is bitching because she misplaced her toenail clippers, and is blaming me and Dad for them being gone...
You've seen me bitch and whine about you. Why don't you even this up and bitch and whine about me. Post it here, I don't care. I'm apparently doing something totally wrong, or I've offended you in some manner.
If you still want that CD you had better let me know. It will be in my truck for the next week, then it is getting thrown in the trash.
Well, I was told that I was a friend, and that they wanted me to hang out with them. After I got several excuses as to why we couldn't hang out, I see that they're hanging out with friends other than me. This seems to have been the case for the last year, almost 2 years.
It really sucks when you have to hear someone say "I want to hang out. We need to spend time together.", then you get reasons why they can't when you can. I have no problem if you have important obligations, but quit screwing me around. I'm not as stupid/naieve as I may seem.
I have no problem with being "just friends", and you know that. You just don't seem to be my type. I am not into the whole partying scene, nor am I concerned about "getting some" every night. I don't know if you are with the latter, but quite frankly I don't care. If you can't tell me how you feel, if you can't look me in the eye and say "I don't like hanging around you anymore", then you need to buzz off. On the flipside of that, you need to open up and tell me. There is nothing worse than not knowing what someone thinks of you.
Your signs are pointing to nowhere, and that's exactly where I wont go.
I'm not even going to bother emailing you about this. You will just shrug it off and make me feel like shit with your fecious away messages and user info.
If you can't come forward and tell me the truth, I can't trust you. It is that simple.
I am going to try to keep pictures on the web of storms that I encounter this year. They will be kept in the gallery on The Wildebeest Network.
... You try to code the human species in C++.
I gave up shortly after creating a derived class... WHAT THE HECK AM I TALKING ABOUT???
Someone give me a freaking vacation...
281-222-6384 It's either macguy's roommate's cell or the dorm room.
There's like 4 different jars of jelly in the fridge, a jar of peanut butter, but no freaking bread.
Word association thread: Gone, because one of the moderators didn't like what was being posted Link to a flash animation about the usage of the "F-word": Still there.
Nice and consistent guys. Really nice.
I sent you that email, why not tell me you got it and that you're at least thinking about it? If you've thought about it, why not respond?
If anyone has any question as to why I am posting this here, it is because I'm not sure about anything anymore, and this is the best way for me to do it right now.
Hey Denny... You're gonna miss an appointment with your real estate agent.
Download the mp3 of the voice mail
Is his last name Tems or Tims?