I'M ALIIIIIIIVE 8D

ya know, just in case anyone was wondering~

shoulders are sore as hell, but physical therapy does help…when they're not dislocating my arms for fun >: [

AT LEAST WARN A LADY BEFORE YOU YANK 'ER ARMS OUT~!! yeesh…

now on to more important things…

CONVENTIONS~!!
and moar art
AND MORE CONVENTIONS
and then possibly…moar art.

<3

Ally Haert
Someone mail me a truckload of chocolate?

Wish I could, but I don't have that much chocolate.

I know how you feel about your grandpa. I went through the same thing five years and a week ago (tomorrow actually). Seeing one of the toughest men in your life get eaten alive by cancer is just not pretty.

I've never been to the Holocaust Museum. The first time I went to D.C., I didn't go, but I saw the Vietnam, Korean, and WWII memorials, as well as Arlington Cemetery and the changing of the Guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. I cried. I broke down on the way to the bus and cried. It didn't help that my Papa James, the one who died of cancer, had just died a week before.

Now the Air and Space Museum, the one museum I wanted to see above all others, I didn't get to. Why? Because the guy that was in charge of our group of 20 or so students made us go through the African art museum. Now don't get me wrong, it was interesting, but dang it I wanted to some flipping airplanes and I spent 2 and a half hours seeing African art, which I could not have cared less if I say or not and only 15 minutes seeing the cool stuff!

Geez.

Anyway, this Computer Science student who happens to also be a rather conservative Christian is going to bed so he can get up to go to church.

*sigh* When people who care tell me there's plenty of fish in the sea, I always reply that all of them belong to someone.

A few days ago I saw an interesting woman working behind the food counter of a local family restaurant that I like to go to. So I figured I'd drop her a compliment (which I did as she served me the food I bought). She seemed to be happy to hear it.

Now this afternoon I go to the same restaurant and I'm confronted by a guy who claims to be the woman's boyfriend. He advised me (being as “friendly” as possible) to stay away from her. I advised him that he should compliment her once in a while, only to have him tell me to shut up. And so I promised him I'd stay away. FAR away…

Hopefully I never encounter the owners of that place, and if I did they don't ask me why I stopped going there.

*sigh*

Oh, well… I guess I should just keep going and forget about the whole thing. Could take a while though… :(

Either…

A, You creeped her out a little, even if it unintentional. It can be hard giving a stranger a compliment.

B, she went home told her boyfriend about the nice compliment she got and her douche of a fella freaked out.

Either way it's going to make you feel awkward.

When I was a teenager I worked in a local supermarket and there was this girl that came in and every time I looked up she was staring at me. I thought it was a bit odd, it didn't seem as though she fancied me or anything. After a couple of weeks of this she comes in with another girl, a short and hideously ugly thing that you know even before she starts talking that she has a gob on her. All attitude. She (the new one) comes up and starts having a go at me for freaking out her friend. Really loudly right in front of all my work colleagues, I couldn't get a word in edgeways. Luckily I had mentioned to them about the strange girl staring at me and they had all seen it happening so none thought I was any kind of creep, they just found it hilarious.

Katch
I'M ALIIIIIIIVE 8D

Lies. I know for a fact that you are a zombie.

Genejoke
When I was a teenager I worked in a local supermarket and there was this girl that came in and every time I looked up she was staring at me.

Reminds me of this redhead back in art school. She kept watching me… Then, when I came to talk to one of my friends (who was a bit of a weirdo who everyone was afraid of except for me, ie. been in jail many times, scizo on and off hs meds, looked like life had been very hard on him), she was there chatting with him, him of all people… She saw me, turned around and smiled… and my god, I have never seen a more soul-shockingly terrifying smile in my life! O_o
- all that curly red hair, bone white skin, huge pale wide eyes, heart's blood red lips, and a smile with more teeth than a T-Rex!
My primitive reptile brain was telling me that I was the number 1 item in the menu.

I scootled outta there pretty quick.

The thing is though that she was preeeetty damn hot looking, but I just found her so fricken creepy for some reason.
Pathetic, I know, but there it is.

I don't know whether folks misinterpret the interest of others because they're insecure or because they're self-centered or think too much of themselves or what the hell ever. But in a lot of parts of this country, smiling a a stranger is a threatening act! I never quite got that. At least here in the south it's normal and polite to smile and talk to people. Crazy yankees.

I get a lot of weird interactions with people on account of I reckon I look “threatening” or “scary” to some of 'em, and “open minded” to the rest. So people are either very stand-offish or very forward with me. Looking like a weirdo is apparently an open invitation to all sorts of conversations, many of which you wish you never had.

Hyena H_ll
I don't know whether folks misinterpret the interest of others because they're insecure or because they're self-centered or think too much of themselves or what the hell ever.

Oh, I agree, the fault was totally all mine and I admit that. :)
But that's just how things happened in that situation. Although, maybe that smile was just way more predatory than usual… It reminded me of barred fangs.

I've found most Americans very open and friendly in my experience. -But then I've only been to South California so far so I'm hardly one to know.

Some of us have just been conditioned to receive compliments from strangers poorly because in the past most of the ones we've received have come from total creepers.

hmmmm… i keep leaving replies, but they're disappearing….or maybe i read the thread, and imagine leaving a reply…that's likely. i'm pretty crazy…
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I'm pretty self-centered, bordering narcissistic. so any time a girl smiles at me, i interpret it wrongly. however, it also helps that i know i'm self centered, because then, instead of making a big deal out of it. i sit back and mull it over. normally i wait for more input, before i determine the possible meanings behind the looks.
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Going to my cousin's wedding here shortly. i'm all dressed up, and there are bound to be a ton of self centered photo's for the photo thread. :P

ozoneocean

Dodgy
any idea what this might be? should i be gettin my head professionally tested?

Only get it tested if it's a problem. Coloured effects are a symptom of “classic migraine”. That doesn't always involve much pain and sometimes none at all, just strange things with your eyes. Sometimes it can include severe pain but it depends on the person. For some people they actually go completely blind when they have it- I had a freind who had that happen every time, but it's very individual.

For me I just have “common migraine”, that means ZERO visual effects or fancy stuff, only pain and sometimes vomiting.

thats kindda conforting to know (not that you suffer from pain an vomitiny, that it can still be migain wothut the headaches) so i guess il just get some ear defenders

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how can they charge so much for mirrors?

ozoneocean
You have bobcats and mountain lions there? Jebus Skull, where do you live? Awsomeville bestplaceintheworldtown? O_o

More like assfuck arizona. We basically live right next to a canyon and national forest, so there's tons of wildlife in the yard. There's upsides though like seeing baby quail the size of advil bottles, baby javelina from the hoard of 20 or so adults that migrate through our yard, and pretty birds like cardinals and thrashers(funny aggressive birds i can relate to). <3

Anyways the bobcat came back this morning. Chickies give a pretty good panic call and dad ran out to shoot it, but changed his mind at the last minute and shot the ground. Bobcat probably jumped 6 ft in the air and bounded off towards the fence, bashed his head on it and staggered, then rushed over it.

Really the only thing we're missing is a bear encounter and they do live here. We're gonna soak some rags in ammonia and drape them around the yard. (ammonia gives off the ‘scent’ of larger predators)

Skullbie
We're gonna soak some rags in ammonia and drape them around the yard. (ammonia gives off the ‘scent’ of larger predators)

It's not really good to be breathing in ammonia, though…

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I think I need someone new to play Risk with. I just beat my dad in three turns.

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I need to think of two separate graduation presents(from each of my parents). But my dad says I can't have a snake, and that's all I really want right now. So I don't know. Any ideas?

Have you been in a position in where you can tell the truth but when you say the truth, everyone will think you're smoking something?

By truth do you mean belief? BIG difference. Think of the boy who cried wolf, if you are known for coming out with wild and “out there” ideas then people are less likely to listen to you even when something is fact not something you believe.

Skullbie
Anyways the bobcat came back this morning. Chickies give a pretty good panic call and dad ran out to shoot it, but changed his mind at the last minute and shot the ground. Bobcat probably jumped 6 ft in the air and bounded off towards the fence, bashed his head on it and staggered, then rushed over it.

Your dad is pretty cool then! Bobcats are amazing creatures. I wish we had them here. That wildlife sounds fantastic.

Hippie Van
But my dad says I can't have a snake, and that's all I really want right now.

That sounds all rude and biblical.
Sorry Hippie, but that's just how I tick.

Ask for a holiday. A big trip somewhere?

kyupol
Have you been in a position in where you can tell the truth but when you say the truth, everyone will think you're smoking something?

Nope, just you.
Actually, often when I “tell the truth” (i.e. give my honest unfiltered opinion, which isn't quite the same thing as “truth” ), I come off as being either rude, cynical, overly left-wing, or something like that… So in order to be civil and maintain public harmony and good relationships with people I try and filter and nuance things- and sometimes hold my tongue altogether. (which I'm obviously really bad at in this thread :))

Afterall, is it really that great a thing to have everybody just think you're a dick all the time?

Hippie Van
I need to think of two separate graduation presents(from each of my parents). But my dad says I can't have a snake, and that's all I really want right now. So I don't know. Any ideas?

A petco gift card

One thing I hate about paydays… I go nearly broke the same day. I have to pay several guys named “Bill” on that day. I should be thankful that I don't have to pay their sister… “Rent”.

Ugh… it's so hot out here. And rainy. In fact, it's raining hot water right now. I could use it in my coffee except I don't want to risk drinking coffee that's so acidic it'll melt my jaw off… O_O

Wow… just finished watching Dr. Ashen's newest Pop Station video. How many years have they been producing these same games?! Worse… who's buying all that junk? I'm pretty sure they wouldn't be producing the things if someone wasn't buying them. O_O

If you are a customer in a resturant it is your right to compliment your server and not expect the jealous insecure boyfriend to accost you and threaten you.

As a customer it is then your right to tell the owners about this inappropriate behavior. If they are responsible owners who like to stay in business and alienate a regular customer, they will tell the waitress that her asshole boyfriend can't be hanging around and insulting the customers. In customer service your partner/spouse has no place saying anything to a customer unless he/she wants you to lose your job. It is ground for termination in most places.

She would then break up with said asshole and you'd end up going out with her. Win-win.

In my long and illustruous career in customer service I've been complimented so I say thank you and move on. Attractive women flirt with gas station attendants and salesmen in the Men's department all the time. My wife is a mature and secure professional and has no need to go to my place of employment and demand the young ladies in question leave me alone. Nor would I ever think of doing that unless I wanted my wife to lose her job.

Been there, done that. Now stop making excuses.

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Now as for the beautiful redhead smiling at me and my thinking I'm next on the menu… yeah been there too and I ran far away because I was too insecure the first time to think that a girl that beautiful would want to have anything to do with me let alone consume me for dinner. Then came the next beautiful redhead, I took my chances and the oral sex was incredible.

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Self deprecation often works to convince someone that what you're saying is true as does citing references and explaining your vast experience with the subject at hand. I just might know what I'm talking about because I may not be the brightest guy in the room but this one is obvious to even a dumbass like me. Never ceases to amaze me that in real life people are actually gullible enough to respect my opinion. It's only on the internet that people don't. ;)

bravo1102
If you are a customer in a resturant it is your right to compliment your server and not expect the jealous insecure boyfriend to accost you and threaten you.

As a customer it is then your right to tell the owners about this inappropriate behavior. If they are responsible owners who like to stay in business and alienate a regular customer, they will tell the waitress that her asshole boyfriend can't be hanging around and insulting the customers. In customer service your partner/spouse has no place saying anything to a customer unless he/she wants you to lose your job. It is ground for termination in most places.

She would then break up with said asshole and you'd end up going out with her. Win-win.

In my long and illustruous career in customer service I've been complimented so I say thank you and move on. Attractive women flirt with gas station attendants and salesmen in the Men's department all the time. My wife is a mature and secure professional and has no need to go to my place of employment and demand the young ladies in question leave me alone. Nor would I ever think of doing that unless I wanted my wife to lose her job.

Been there, done that. Now stop making excuses.

Heh… so now I've got ammo. Time to use it. Too bad the poor girl could lose her job if I do this, though. The owners of the place don't like losing customers, and I don't think they want to lose customers because of some idiot insecure boyfriend of their employee.

bravo1102
Now as for the beautiful redhead smiling at me and my thinking I'm next on the menu… yeah been there too and I ran far away because I was too insecure the first time to think that a girl that beautiful would want to have anything to do with me let alone consume me for dinner

Were you so shy?
For this particular feral grin, it was only the grin that alarmed me, and quite fundamentally.
The prettiness wasn't enough to counteract the alien feel, the spooky eyes, and the carnivore choppers.

I'll freely admit I was definitely not the most forthright of males, so I know the sort of thing you are describing, but scuttling away in shyness is quite a different thing from actually being spooked- which is what I was trying to explain.
-You know that weird feeling you get as a kid when you're taking out the rubbish at night, and it's all dark, you're alone, and suddenly you get spooked by some weird, unexplained terror and just HAVE to get back to safety and people as soon as you can?
That's what I meant.

ozoneocean
[-You know that weird feeling you get as a kid when you're taking out the rubbish at night, and it's all dark, you're alone, and suddenly you get spooked by some weird, unexplained terror and just HAVE to get back to safety and people as soon as you can?
That's what I meant.

For me the two fears have always been identical. That's what having social phobia is like. A simple smile from a pretty girl can be as terrifying to me as the leer of a hungry tiger. In fact the tiger is less scary because it'll just rend and tear at me to satisfy its hunger and I'll be in a pool of my own blood and gore. The hurt caused by another person in a relationship is ostensively far more painful and induces much more fear in social phobic me than what lingers in the dark when I'm taking out the trash. And I always take out the trash in the dark. :)

I have more trust in my physical reflexes than my emotional ones. The physical reflexes have been tested and I survived, the emotional ones are pretty pathetic. I've been emotionally crippled for most of my life.

Thank the mental health care industry for the progress I have been able to make.

Once I realized my shortcomings I was able to overcome them and was able to take the chance with the second redhead that I hadn't with the first. Even though she was the bipolar nutcase and the first was sweet and innocent. But you have to be able to take the chance despite the unreasonable fear.

Well I'm very happy for you that you were able to overcome your social problems in the end and you met a girl you liked :)

I'm happy too if you understood that my story and experience wasn't the same sort of thing as the one you were describing. I would hate for you to be labouring under an illusion of confluence because that goes exactly counter to the point of the story I was trying to relate. ;)

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Be wary of buying cheap micro SD cards people… They're always labelled with a good brand like “San-disk” or something, but of course they're fake, which is why they're so cheap. They're ok enough for storage, but rely on them at your own cost :(

ozoneocean
You know that weird feeling you get as a kid when you're taking out the rubbish at night, and it's all dark, you're alone, and suddenly you get spooked by some weird, unexplained terror and just HAVE to get back to safety and people as soon as you can?

LOL!! THAT reminded me of my brother when we were growing up. That EXACT example.

Our rubbish/garbage cans were literally four feet from the backdoor. Any time it was dark and he had to take the garbage out, he would start singing (and he cannot carry a tune): “I'm taking out the GARBAGE. YES! yes. takin out the Garbage.” and then run, run four feet, slam the lids, and run back in.

I'm laughing just thinking about it.

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I think I understand the “beautiful redhead grin” response. Back when, when a guy would smile at me I'd turn around to see who was in back of me – couldn't be Me. But his looks were not the deciding factor about whether I'd smile back– it was his eyes. sometimes there was a distinct and immediate skeeve factor that made think I was in the presence of Charles Manson, Jr.

Rent is paid, thanks to my borrowing money. I'm now about $1000 in the hole, owing cash money to a couple different people.

Friday I have to go to St. Louis (about an 11 hour drive) for a few days and am going to have about a hundred dollars to my name; which would be okay if it were just me, but my boyfriend's along too, so double the expenses. $100 is basically enough for our cigarettes and maybe like, a soda and candy bar.

So stressed that I'm just letting it the f*ck go.

Con season is giving me stress already, and i dont even have to work at either of em this year~ good thing too, cuz i nearly killed myself last time x__x

my friend said i was sweating GRAY…yummmm
XD

back to arts~!!

[The fear reaction is the same as are the thought processes behind them. Our minds are hard wired that way. I had the reaction every time.

The most terrifying moments in my life have been the smiles of young ladies.
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True story: there was this beautiful girl who drove a huge truck (the Harley Davidson special edition) During the summer she once came into the station and it was wonderful to watch her in the daisy dukes and bikini top jumping up to close her truck's hood.
When I was working nights all of sudden she started coming in twice a week and kept trying to talk to me. I stuttered and was scared witless unless I kept to my lines as a customer service representative. (How can I help you, cash or credit, etc)
When I switched to mornings she started showing up in the morning to get gas. I didn't look at her because I couldn't without that wonderful flight or fight fear reaction. Perspiration, shaking, and stuttering. Like looking at a cobra ready to strike.
We were having a nice discussion about vacations and I mentioned the wife. You never felt the air freeze up so fast and she never came in again.

I wonder… if I was a ruthless person and really really evil…

I'd be a con-artist. And an effective one too.

I'd leave it at that. lol!

Hippie Van
I need to think of two separate graduation presents(from each of my parents). But my dad says I can't have a snake, and that's all I really want right now. So I don't know. Any ideas?

-A Cintiq
-A copy of a Creative Suite.
-Go for a lizard, still a reptile, but less likely to creep people out.

Salsa

Hippie Van
I need to think of two separate graduation presents(from each of my parents). But my dad says I can't have a snake, and that's all I really want right now. So I don't know. Any ideas?

-A Cintiq
-A copy of a Creative Suite.
-Go for a lizard, still a reptile, but less likely to creep people out.

I would love a Cintiq, but I think that's outside the price range…especially since they're more expensive in Canada.
Naw my dad isn't creeped out by snakes(I do have a rat, after all). He just won't let me have any more pets. Which I guess is understandable. : (

I just asked my dad to get me a nice new desk chair. I found my current chair in the back alley and it's pretty broken.
Don't know what to ask for from my mom, though. If she just gives me money I'll put it straight into my savings, because that's what I always do. And that's not very fun. Gift card might work.

kyupol
I wonder… if I was a ruthless person and really really evil…

I'd be a con-artist. And an effective one too.

I'd leave it at that. lol!

If I was an especially evil ruthless person I'd be… a COP.

Yep… be thankful that I'm so laid back that I'd rather be a security officer watching my own little place rather than an evil man in a police car. :evil: