What is the biggest lie you've told?
Submitted by lazywong.
I've never really felt lying was easy until I was hurt and lied to by a girl I liked. She stood me up by saying she couldn't make it and didn't expect me to go to where we were going to meet and I bumped into her. Her "omg i was caught" awkward reaction sealed it for me. I didn't really respect her all too much any more after that. I stopped seeing and talking to her and time passed since we saw one another and I bumped into her while she was working. I had a friend with me and the lies flowed out of me so smoothly and quickly that my friend was shocked. We walked away and he asked "why did you lie to them, they were hot!" I told 'em and he laughed. I never saw her again after that and I don't care if I ever do again.
What do you think is good blog etiquette and what do you want from your readers?
Submitted by April.
Screw etiquette. I have more important things to think about. Honestly.
I'm not really a vulgar person, I wasn't raised in a barn, but I'm not really the type of person that would take the time to analyze another person's "manners" or "way of being" online. It's a blog. Much of this is a textual world and with that comes context. This world is composed of words and in this instance, in English and as we all know, much of the time, no two people interpret the same sentence the same way. Also, when it comes to readers, I'm just happy to have them (you know, if I do). If people disagree, then they do. That's fine. If people want to steer me towards something I got wrong, "thank you". I'm not too old or too proud to be corrected or learn something new. Sometimes I look back and read things I posted 4 years ago and think "what the fuck was I on?" (caffeine and alcohol most likely) and it all just seems wrong!. Oh well, time gives the best perspective. So... Do your thing but remember, if you post publicly, you're prone to all sorts of everything.
In honor of Bastille Day, show us something French.
Well. My last name is.
I'm a bit of a mutt though. :)
Have you ever broken a bone? If not, what's the worst injury you've sustained?
I've never broken a bone.
I was bike dependent when I lived in Denver. One time I hit a curb wrong while going fast. I flew over my handlebars and skid down a bit. The left side (arm and leg) had road rash all over them. I was bleeding and all red and rashed up. I just got up and rode the rest of the way. My boss was a little creeped by the blood and brought me up to the breakroom to help me clean up with alcohol, hydrogen peroxide, and iodine. It was pretty.
The accident and the wound dressing didn't bother me. Trying to sleep on it, well... I lost a lot of sleep that way.
When I was younger, I got the wind knocked out of me a lot. And one winter, I was hit in the face by a chunk of ice some older kids threw at me. There was a possibility I could have lost sight in that eye. It was all bloody and nasty. I had never been so scared. I was 11, I had to go without sight for weeks. I think about a month or so? It wasn't the same season when I was safe to see again. I wish I had pictures. I just remember how grotesque it looked.
If you could leave notes for the future, what message would you have left in the past for today?
Submitted by Nameless.
I think we do everyday, it's called history (for some reason I kept typing shitory... WTF is up with my fingers?).
We should have read and paid closer attention to some of those messages:
Don't be lead by fear.
Choose your leaders carefully.
a society deep in debt is a society with a troubled economy.
If you will strive to build something great, powerful, destructive and fearsome. Your enemy will as well.
So, my message to the future would be "Please learn from us and strive to be better. We believe in you".
Crappy food. humidity. loneliness. urges. unpleasant thoughts.
It goes on and I'm fighting to shut it out.
disguising it with a smile.
Share a song that makes you laugh.
It's not safe for work or anyone. There's pretty vivid dirty/profane lyrics. So, if you're apt to be offended, don't listen. Is it offensive? I suppose.
BUT, if you ever met that special someone who made you wish the worst for -- I mean a real vile rotten son-of-a-bitch, you might actually want to dedicate this song to them.
I know. I'm a little twisted.
I found myself entrenched deeply in conversation with a complete stranger today. It started by me staring stunned at a blu-ray movie playing on Sony's new hi-def TV. I was impressed. A sales woman come over and we briefly talked about the TV set. She attempted to sell, the pitch was soft. I think she read that I wasn't going to shell out $4k on the system. It just looked much more realistic than any other picture I've ever seen.
Later I bumped into her again and I just babbled up a blue streak. The subject was tech, then it was working customer service. If I didn't think to myself "she needs to sell to keep her job, Bob". I might have rambled on all day.
It's hard to talk to coworkers at work. I talk to people, but I don't take anything out of work. I go to an occasional social gathering, but I'm still a n00b compared to other people. There are ever 27 year-olds with more years and social attachments. I also don't really try unless there's an effort on both ends... It whittles the list of friends I have down, compared to others. *shrug* I don't know. I'm pretty introverted sometimes. I miss college and my college friends, but what're ya gonna do?
