I was a super-senior in college finishing my degree part-time and working for my dad when I really started posting on this website. I also posted this journal, my first here.
Now that you've established hatred and intolerance for those who don't wanna make your bacon, you can find something else to do with your pitiful, lonely, friendless, girl-less existence.
May I suggest a weekly podcast? It's easier not to listen to that than it is to not read your hate-filled diatribes.
It is so hard not to lol at work sometimes. So very very hard.
You're so pitiful and ronery dude. How do you go on?
Fall of 2004 I had just moved back from living in Florida to Buffalo NY after 5 hurricanes, the collapse of the Miami Symphony, and the death of my grandmother who lived there convinced me FL was not the place for me anymore. I was bunking with my parents, looking for work, and trying to rebuild my carrer.
Thing got better quick, as I had a job and an apartment by Christmas, but Oct 2004 was rough.
Five years ago I was sad over my favorite mmo closing it's doors. Then I started playing EVE online for about 5 months.
I was junior in high school at the time. I think it was just before I actually saw the first season or two of RvB (that came in December of that year if I remember right). Didn't really know about this site was even around at the time.
I was working full time and in my middle of my first attempt at college. Six days after that journal was written I went to see my favorite band live for the third time.
My dad had been dead for over a year, and I was still in a deep depression. I'd just started my first tenure at the pizza place where I'm working now, though somewhat begrudgingly. It wouldn't be another couple of years until I found Rooster Teeth and all the amazing people on here........
alright alright, details... lets see.. I had been one month at my brand new job, which was absolutely awesome! I was making good money, working for an awesome guy I didn't feel like I had to make excuses for to customers (I hate working for dicks), had a fun co-worker, and my career was really lookin' up!
My nephew was 5 months old. My other nephew was 3 years old. And I was 27.
I hadn't yet bought my house, but I already had my cat.
I was really just learning to write on a Tolkien/Lord of the Rings based website.
I had already visited Israel and (thinks reeeeeally hard) Holland... maybe... wait, maybe I went in 2005. Yes. Ok, so I hadn't been to Holland yet. Or Edmonton.
But I had been to Toronto!
I had also been through therapy that year, so I'm now a well-adjusted, functional member of society. (and yet, somehow, I ended up getting sucked into this place anyway. )
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