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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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For fuck's sake. The sportsback gave out on Friday evening, leading to a weekend where I have slept for approx 7 hours. I am literally surviving on coffee at the moment.
How have you managed to injure yourself recently?
Alt:
Gossip from the MechaB@$h please
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 8:46, 203 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
Not sure how that happened, but it's been quite sore since.
Alt: I wish I'd gone.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 8:51, Reply)
/late joke took too long to occur to me.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 11:31, Reply)
alt: had to pull out of attending the bash - my wife needed help with the baby.
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You would have been able to attend
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:56, Reply)
It was the worst three weeks of my life, it was in May and I have hayfever. Sneezing was agony.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 8:59, Reply)
I bruised my ribs a few years back, thankfully there was no sneezing, but it wasn't pleasant.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:03, Reply)
Fuck me that hurts when you do anything.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:04, Reply)
It was a bit frightening, we were very thankful when it turned out to only be a muscle injury, rather than a slipped disc.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:13, Reply)
I lost 8 hours when I took the painkillers though. Once I came back from the "trip" to find myself sitting on the sofa with a pizza, can of Coke and the footy on, which wasn't too bad
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:21, Reply)
That was painful.
No gossip, I wasn't there.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 8:59, Reply)
Thing is, I didn't realise I'd torn it for about 9 months and just thought I had a slightly gyppy ankle. It was the last mile of a five mile walk that convinced me to go to the quack about it. Four weeks of physio later and it was fine.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:05, Reply)
It seems clear to me that you're simply hard as nails.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:13, Reply)
I got a bit drunk and danced.
I have been at work an hour and I'm already depressed.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:01, Reply)
I'm just psyching myself up for it.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:06, Reply)
Whilst it's a bit different to what I was doing previously, the skills set is pretty similar, and the salary is broadly comparable to what I was on, just a couple of grand less to start with.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:10, Reply)
But the job stood out as a shining beacon swimming in a polluted sea of utter shite, so it's a start.
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Well, when you write the sentance "Why am I here?", the 'I' is capitalised, because it's a person and they deserve the respect of a capitalised letter. So why isn't 'Me' and 'You' capitalised, because that's refering to a person too.
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... so really could do without eating 3 entire tupperwear boxes of backlava.
The piece that I did have though was a devine pleasure sent from an angel, there is no better backalava in the world as the one in my cupboard.
I came up with a wicked idea, you know how you get chocolate bars, like Mars and all that. Well, if you covered the backlava with chocolate, then it wouldn't get your hands all sticky and you could package it and sale it in shops.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:09, Reply)
Personally I'm not keen on the stuff as it's way too sweet for my palate. She did make an extra batch of syrup for it, so it's well sticky.
She forgot to take a batch for clendrix when she left yours, so if you see her there's some for her and Wooks to share.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:12, Reply)
I found Tu's backlava not too sweet, normally it's a lot more sweat and sticky than that, and it's also normally a lot thinner. But there are so many different small snacky squares combinations of filo, nuts and syrup that fall under the catagory of 'backlava', this is right up there with the best though, it's more of a desert than a with-fresh-tea-or-coffee snack.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:18, Reply)
Alt: I wasn't there, but I can only assume everyone left after the 5th hawkwind medley
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:13, Reply)
My head still hurts.
I have only just recovered enough to be able to drink water without shaking.
Alt: Everyone was nice. It looked like they were having a good time. Someone upset Gonz (may have been me, I don't think it was).
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:15, Reply)
have a little gin to steady you hand
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:16, Reply)
Gin? I just did a little bit of sick in my mouth.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:18, Reply)
His new nickname is Ronnie Barker - Open All Hours
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:24, Reply)
Scuffed my elbows up.
Always losing stuff with the drinking.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:21, Reply)
I'm not upset, I honestly am not, but I just took myself out of that enviroment because I don't like it and want nothing to do with it. It was a drugs-party, I'm not complaining because it would be like going to a creche and complaining about the kids. It was _your_ birthday party, you should be able to do what you want, and I'm pleased you had a good time.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:24, Reply)
- Intently look at anyone who else I bought back to my flat like they're shitting on photos of his dead relitives, quietly steaming and getting agitated.
- Look at rape and animal pornography with a combination of extreme laughter and concentration.
- Tell stories about smashing up places and what he'd like to do to anyone female on the screen; generally iligel vile stuff.
- Slowly turn me against 80% of my friends, friends from childhood, who used my place as a drug den as his guest.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:29, Reply)
- If a conversation came up and you didn't agree with him 100%, a converastion about anything, from Immigration and Politics to Football. He would shout to the point of spitting until you agreed with him.
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I can handle most mentally ill people, got lots of experiance with that. I've never been around coked up people and thought "You know what, what they're saying is very deep and meaningful, I wish they would stand a bit closer to me, I really feel a connection between the two of us.".
And yes, you could say there is an element of hypcoracy with the amount of opiats I take, but I'm not taking them for recreational reasons.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:44, Reply)
No real gossip as far as I know, nice to meet some new b3tans good to see some one's I've met before. I drank too much and left too late but that's about it really.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:28, Reply)
but I rarely engage in activities likely to cause injury.
Alt: Wish I could have gone, but I couldn't. I think people managed to enjoy themselves despite this.
*I realise this isn't helping the people who think I am a girl
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:28, Reply)
Now I think you're a girl.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:29, Reply)
and she gave me a whole packet of tobacco when she saw me rolling up. I think it was because she was "giving up"
Very vague memory of the whole event, but I'm pretty sure I'm in love with her.
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But in your drink-fuddled memory it was a pleasant conversation where you were witty and charming and she willingly handed it over?
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:38, Reply)
I didn't even have an extra phone the next day or nothin.
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I was at a wedding a couple of years ago and drank way too much free champers in the afternoon, followed by much wine and beer afterwards. There was a free bus laid on to get people home, and the missus fell asleep so by the time I got her awake we'd missed our stop and had to walk half a mile back to ours. As soon as the fresh air hit us both we were wobbling all over the place like two uncoordinated Weebles.
She fell over, I bent down to pick her up, at which point gravity took over and I faceplanted the pavement, splitting the top of my nose open down to the bone. This was at the end of two weeks leave, so when I went into work on the Monday I had a nice, raw injury and two incredibly black eyes. Very professional.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:30, Reply)
The best ones are from when my ex mother in law's cat slid down my arm after she got a fright. They've faded a bit now but for years I looked like a fucking self harmer.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:50, Reply)
I've been relatively spaz-free recently. But my dear husband managed a trip to A&E with his heart condition on Friday, followed by doing something unpleasant to his achilles tendon once they let him back home. Flid.
EDIT: he's just phoned me from work to tell me he's fallen up some stairs. I may need to start investigating care homes.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:32, Reply)
Please tell me you did the mong hands to him?
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But there were no signs around it, and the barrier wasn't set properly, so when the dumb fuck was walking over it, he put one foot onto the cover, which shifted, dropping one of his legs down the hole.
I'll admit, I laughed when I heard about it, as it sounded funny. When it turned out he'd fucked his knee because of it, I felt a little bit guilty. Then laughed again.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:40, Reply)
A girl I never met laughed so hard she then proceded to ring her friends to tell them what just happened.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:52, Reply)
But I'd would have waited until he'd run off in shame first.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:58, Reply)
But if it makes you feel any better, you can call me Siegfried.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:57, Reply)
is a lot fatter than he was when he was clean shaven.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:01, Reply)
How are you today? Did you wife get home okay?
I didn't see her on saturday because she didn't bother turning up to lunch. I did a sadface.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:06, Reply)
Not much luck with trains this weekend as the same thing happened on the way down.
She didn't get to the curry on Saturday as she was helping Gonz get his tattoo and it took longer than anticipated.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:13, Reply)
But I was still left standing outside Aldgate East reading a book for twenty minutes until Clendrix and Wookie came and rescued me :(
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:15, Reply)
Clendrix is going to make some sort of arrangement for a pre-gig meet up in November.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:16, Reply)
I may still be a bit shaky, and possibly suffering the after effects of two days of curry, but I WILL be there. There is a decent pub opposite the Roundhouse which is a good spot for a pre gig pint.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:25, Reply)
I must away and be productive otherwise I'll never get that application filled in.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:27, Reply)
Were you the tall German?
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 9:59, Reply)
Or did they disappoint?
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:08, Reply)
All the people I spoke to were very nice, interesting and engaging.
And I say that sincerely, folks.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:13, Reply)
It was a godsend yesterday. I should probably note down all the life lessons in it.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:38, Reply)
Considering how many different people shoved together in one room, I'm suprised I didn't hate more of them.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:12, Reply)
that considering how many bashes I've been to the only person I've met that I couldn't really get away with was Piston. Maybe I'm just too easy going for my own good.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:28, Reply)
But he spent a lot of time trying to impress people.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:32, Reply)
I always thought he came across as alright online.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:45, Reply)
Whether they've got on with me, is quite a different matter.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:36, Reply)
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It was priceless when he spectacularly failed to cop off with anyone at Tightly's stag bash.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 11:00, Reply)
and have only hazy memories of the second halves of those that I have, but i seem to remember not having much time for The Stig. Almost everyone else was lovely.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 11:09, Reply)
a collossal cunt who kept playing the race card. I believe he pissed a lot of people off that night, especially Lusty. Fittingly, the guy seems an absolute helmet.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 11:17, Reply)
I missed the fall out.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 11:24, Reply)
I didn't move much and half the people there I didn't actually meet again after I'd said hello.
The other half saw me being unable to stand up to take pictures.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 11:27, Reply)
My job is shit and annoying and too hectic today. Mondays suck arse.
Goodbye.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:11, Reply)
I don't know why I bother going to these things
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:13, Reply)
HEY PA! It was only rubbish because you weren't there. Obviously.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:15, Reply)
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:22, Reply)
Because I am rubbish like that. I was sad I missed you
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she's not looking to meet internet people. I have seen a distinct lack of photos of her in tranny clothes
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:53, Reply)
Well, that's doomed me.
I had a great time at the bash, only got tipsy. Danced a bit and chatted with Lusty's hot mates who bought me a drink and made me feel pretty.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:30, Reply)
and what feels like a muscle pull in my back.
Alt: Didn't go because I'm a spaz
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 10:54, Reply)
Will they improve my cognitive abilities?
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 11:30, Reply)
I now have an ear-ache which kicked in at. 3AM and allowed me little sleep. I'm off to the docs in 2 hours, hoping for antibiotics and massive pain killers. Not a happy bunny.
Alt: it was all quite nice, and Monty Played Good Choonz.
*goes off to die quietly*
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 11:04, Reply)
Cold seems to be on the mend, so just the ar to sort now.
(, Mon 3 Oct 2011, 11:24, Reply)
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