Who's spitting on your soul today?
That other thread reminded me of one of our earlier dwellars. I'll never forget what's her name?
No, it was the chick who was going with that guy and they lived in that place where they did the thing, you know...
Nope.
stacyv
The girl with the chihuahuas and the Russian husband.
I know her husband was going to spit on someone's soul--but who and why?
No, no... everyone on the cellar spit on Arsen's soul... I can't remember why for sure, but it might have had something to do with him emailing an old flame or the pics of their really dirty stove and toilet. He didn't take criticism well.
Uhhh...This old bitch that called my work and talked to my manager. The next time this occurs the lady is getting a restraining order. She's already bothered me enough. Now she's calling the only job I have....Really. Do I have to put a fucking restraining order on your ass before you quit harassing me?
she's taking one out against you, or you against her?
I've told you about her before. It's the old nosey lady again. But she isn't done now that I've moved out....Apparently. :(
So far she is in contact with my ex, my dog-trainer, and now has decided to call my work. (and leave messages with my boss that people could infer, mean something really bad)
This is pissing me off. She used to just spy on my every movement while at home. Now she is calling my work and leaving messages, now that I have moved out.
Clearly, the special cellar kick is called for.
I like that name for it Zen, more family friendly.
to answer the question: The cosmos WAS spitting on my soul but only because I gave it the co-ordinates and instructions for above-mentioned spitting.
NOW, as taught by Oprah, my therapist and AA, I am asking the cosmos NOT to spit on my soul anymore and to just be excellent to my soul, perhaps bring it tea and scones or some nice icy cranberry and perrier with a twist.
I want the universe to bring me warm breezes, wide, sandy beaches, cool blue water and no one but my man beside me.
(Oh and a beach towel to keep the sand out.)
Sometimes a little spit on your soul acts as a lubricant, especially if the cosmos forgot to pick up more astroglide on the way home...
?what?, there isn't a 'what's chapping your ass today?' thread already?
foot!
Yah. I had nowhere to put that. That's chapping my ass too. :)
Sometimes violent teens really chap my ass.
http://news.aol.com/article/grandmother-survives-vicious-attack/278791
Those teens would make great fish bait!
My soul is completely inaccessible to spittle.
re: V & Bri - could you get her ex and his dog together? sounds like they deserve each other
Ex + Dog = One hell of a great idea!
Ooooh sorry, my karma ran over your dogma.
The very little patience I have for dogs is usually all used up on their owners. At the bike race today, someone who I know and like(d) brought his huge ass Alsatian who was ten months old and not socialized to a crowd of thousands. Leaping, snarling, barking at everyone as he walked the gauntlet. WTF? dude. Leave your anti social dog at home. This isn't the event to crowd train him at.
Most dog owners lack the balls to walk up and down the street shouting at random people "fuck you. you suck, I'm envious of your life or car or clothes or lover." Or whatever. Instead they have their fucking proxy dogs do all the anti social shit they haven't got the balls to do themselves.
It's almost the same as parents who think their little kids are so adorable when they let them run amok and trash places. "Oh aren't they cute?"
Yes. They are delightful.
Yes, and let's not forget the douchebags who think they can bring their massive dog to the playground with no leash. "Oh, he's always very gentle with our kids, I'm sure he'll be fine with other kids that he's never met."
I'm thinking, to make some money in this wretched economy, we should set up a Cellar Daycare and Cellar Pet-Sitting service. We'd be great at it.
Would you guys still look after me?
why would you do that to me? all i want is a dreamlover so the rest of the world can go piss on themselves while we sleep peacefully.
---:headshake
p.s. don't ask what you already know, goddammit.
all i want is a dreamlover
p.s. don't ask what you already know, goddammit.
Isn't that the guy who posts the really shitty pics of pillows burning?
I read most of his posts and they were (IMO) all equally pointless.:crazy::redcard:
I think we should set him and Henry Q up on a date. Tiki can moderate (with knitting in hand of course.)
whoa. i apologize for the momentary lapse of sense and reasoning/relevancy. i was a bit spun by the distractions. anyone know how to calm the nerves after a ridiculously bad break up? lumberjim?
whoa. i apologize for the momentary lapse of sense and reasoning/relevancy. i was a bit spun by the distractions. anyone know how to calm the nerves after a ridiculously bad break up? lumberjim?
lumberjim is kayaking in his turquoise kayak, listening to the Grateful Dead. I suggest you do the same.
ooohhh...am I in the Non-Sequiter thread again?
If so, then Fiji, turtles, and pork butt.
I sold the turquoise one. this one is dark green:
whoa. i apologize for the momentary lapse of sense and reasoning/relevancy. i was a bit spun by the distractions. anyone know how to calm the nerves after a ridiculously bad break up? lumberjim?
If you haven't worked it out since 04/21/06 I doubt Lumberjim is qualified to offer suggestions.
You may want to consult Wolf.:cool: