In reply to Evil Empryss (msg # 229):

I was going to write out a whole long post, but it can be summed up in five words.....

Thank You For Your Service!

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So it's December and I'd usually be starting on my holiday baking by now, especially since most of my holiday gifts are baked. However, I've been fighting gastroenteritis for two and a half weeks now, and it's not right to be baking gifts while I'm sick, even if half the time I feel fine.

...But even before that, I was fretting over my holiday baking this year. I've been allergic to wheat (among other foods) all my life, but since my allergy is mild, I've mostly ignored it since my early teens. Living wheat-free is a PITA. And pricey. (Tried it for ~3 years in my 30s; had only one noticeable benefit, amid my fleet of food and environmental allergies. Not really worth the trouble and expense.) Unfortunately, changing metabolism, or something, has caught up with me, and now, eating wheat causes excessive burping.

(Doesn't sound so bad until you've lived with it -- can't bend over to tie your shoes, or go horizontal, without feeling like the alien's fixing to explode out of your chest. And you flat can't sleep, even sitting up, if you're literally burping every minute. Or more often.)

Now that I've tracked down the cause, I've been unhappily shifting over to a wheat-free diet. But the idea of trying to do my holiday baking without nibbling my way through it as normal sounds horribly frustrating, and might just take the fun out of it entirely. :(

In reply to Townsend (msg # 235):

And how can you know if things taste right if you don't try them?  :-(

....


KHAAAAAAAAAAANNNN!!!!!!


That is all...

In reply to Townsend (msg # 235):

The gas moving in to other places is bad to. I get gas bubbles all over my torso region as well as stomach. I press the spots and then burp. My allergy is not to wheat (thankfully) but I have several food allergies that tend to combine in strange ways to make my life difficult. (Can't eat Saccharine for example, which is found in most toothpaste, mouthwashes and chewable medicines).
So you have my utmost sympathy for your allergy, wish I could think of a way to help you around your baking difficulties. (I don't bake any more cause of the desire to nibble on my stuff to, and I am diabetic on top of it, which makes it harder due to the temptations involved - ie cakes, pies, cupcakes, etc.)

Ugh...


So I go to the gym and row a couple kilometers in a very manly display. I feel super pumped and I feel like I'm the manliest man that ever managed to be a man*

Afterwards my back is sore though but no mind, I'm a manly man and no pain will impair me.


The next day I life my pillow off my bed, twist my back the wrong way and throw it out. Over a pillow. My wife just mocks me for the rest of the day.

"Oh...couldn't life a pillow huh?"

-_-

I don't know what hurts more. My back or my pride :(

In reply to praguepride (msg # 239):

"Do you even lift?"

Apparently not.  :p

In reply to Evil Empryss (msg # 240):

That Prague-pride is definitely  in pain.

A moment ago I was walking to the restroom. As soon as I got to the door, someone called my name.

Eggy: Can you give me a minute?

Messenger: Sure.

One minute and a handwash later.

Eggy: Sorry about that. What's the message?

Messenger: *reading note* Please report to the lab and provide a urine sample. *pause* Oh. Sorry.

u_u

In reply to Eggy (msg # 242):

*Slow clap* Well played sir, well played...

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My brother sucks monkey strudel.

I'm showing off the stuff I'm designing to build myself a shipping container home, and he decides to show me this log cabin website that he's using for inspiration on what he wants to build.

Now, suddenly, my huge house is too small and doesn't have a great room, which it obviously needs, along with a wine cellar and games room and... Well... Everything.

Stupid brother. :P

So this morning was our first hard freeze of winter. I started up the car, turned on the defrost, and left it running while I scraped the windows. Got in, and started creeping for the driveway. About the time I reached the driveway, the cold engine light is still on, but the bottom edge of the windshield has enough cleared that I can see out of it if I lean down and peer over the steering wheel. Good enough for the driveway. But I heard this odd noise then, and my best guess was the dash had just cracked. Grumble.

Wasn't until I reached the city, and the sky had lightened as dawn neared, that I could see the bright, shiny line of a brand new crack running across the bottom my windshield from the left frame almost all the way to the right. It was stopped only by hitting the vertical origin of the long crack that's been meandering its random way around my windshield for the past year or so.

I bought the car used ~3 years ago, and it had a badly sealed chip down about 2" above the frame on the window. The new crack goes right through that chip -- or more likely, it fractured in both directions outward from that chip.

I just replaced the windshield wipers all the way round, and replaced the battery, on Sunday. Guess I'm getting a new windshield next. Those two tires had better hold out till January....

Townsend, not sure where you are but in the US most auto insurance company''s cover wind shield repairs, as having a cracked windshield is hazardous. They should do this with no raise in your rates.

Since 5th edition dnd's release. I have applied to every game and havent been accepted in a single one. But when I make a game noone shows any interest. I give up on rpol for 5e

In reply to Andrew Wilson (msg # 248):

It might be time to try for some feed back.   Perhaps asking DMs who rejected you what they were looking for that you didn't have.
Though 5th edition is still fairly new, so perhaps there's just not enough demand yet.

Speaking of D&D 5e, it still makes me irrationally angry when, in a thread where someone's asking to play a 5e game, someone feels it's necessary to make a post saying "Don't play that, it's bad, play my favorite edition instead," even going so far as to claim 5e's been getting bad reviews to lend credibility to their pushy suggestion.

Aside from wondering what color the sky is in The World Where 5e Got Bad Reviews, what is happening in your brain that you interpret "Please run Game X for me" as "Please tell me why Game X is bad and I should feel bad for wanting to play it"? Would it give you a dopamine rush if that player decided not to play it after all? Do you get a commission from the Society For The Promotion of Edition Wars for every person you convince? If I tell you that I hated your favorite edition, would that convince you to stop playing it? And even if it did, how would that benefit me?

What compels you to respond to people this way?

What do you get out of doing this?

...and why does something so ridiculous make me so irrationally angry?

People who don't purchase adjacent seats, but try to guilt/bully others out of their adjacent seats.

In reply to Eggy (msg # 251):

Ooh yeah that's one I can agree with. Sometimes you find it in movie theater's to. Group comes in and tries to force or guilt individuals in to moving so they can sit together.

So sorry, but I get to the movies early to get the good seats. If they can't be bothered to do the same, I see no reason to move. Life is full of little disappointments.

In reply to Evil Empryss (msg # 253):

If I get to the theatre early to pick a seat, then I'm not sorry a bit.

The seat thing didn't happen to me today, but the person in front of me. The first couple wouldn't budge for the second couple. Since the second couple had to sit with an aisle between them, they were determined to be as bothersome as possible. They were nearly removed from the flight.
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