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Pentagram on the front door, traps in the walkway, or even better, try to convert them to something absurd. Make up a religion and see if you can convert them, if they don't convert, scream to them that your "god" will strike them down to the hell's below. If they continue do not listen, then tell them you are going to war with then and pull out a foam sword and hit them.Quote:
Originally Posted by melanieb
My rant is I'm at work and bored.
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Originally Posted by OldSparta
Thats what I think about it
Take it as a joke, no offense to anyone intended ;)
I used to walk past some every day as I was walking into town and I finally said something to the effect of "You know, if you just let people that join your cult legally have five underage wives or eat peyote or, you know, something to show you're trying, I bet you'd get a lot more converts."Quote:
Originally Posted by OldSparta
One of them kinda laughed and the other one said "We're looking for quality, not quantity". I said, "OH! Then you certainly don't want me." They haven't so much as said "hi" since.
Speaking as a former Jehovah's Witness who looks forward to one day returning: If you regularly accept material, then you are a "Call". As a call, you can request a specific time for them to bring you the Watchtower and Awake magazines. They will do everything in their power to meet YOUR needs.
If you no longer wish to be disturbed at all, request to be placed on their "Do Not Call" list. Then they will only stop buy about once a year to make sure someone new isn't living at the residence and to see if there's been any change in your interest.
Pretending to be crazy doesn't work :lol: Local Witnesses have approached people cleaning their rifle on their porch, spoken to people while they sit on the toilet with the door open, and once I ever heard of a Sister reading a Bible passage or offering material to a man who answered the door completely naked :cackle:
Jesus himself gave the command to reach people with the news of God's Kingdom wherever those people are to be found- including door to door. They take that command very seriously.
I'm ranting because I am ridiculously sleepy. I'm about to crash for the evening. If I can. The entire house reeks of dog piss because my son slept all day.
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Pretending to be crazy doesn't work Local Witnesses have approached people cleaning their rifle on their porch, spoken to people while they sit on the toilet with the door open, and once I ever heard of a Sister reading a Bible passage or offering material to a man who answered the door completely naked
This might sound normal in West Virginia but the thing is, I'm in Texas. If someone is cleaning their gun on the porch, the last thing you would want to do is walk on to their property. Better to shout from the street.
Actually I live in Austin, which is like the common sense oasis of Texas. Weird is normal here, but not the weird you are describing.
No offense...and the visitors are very nice people, and I respect their beliefs and feelings. I just know that they could spend their time elsewhere and probably have more impact on someone's life. I doubt anyone could sway my personal feelings on spirituality and what I believe. I just haven't had the heart to tell them, mostly because they always come early and I'm not dressed when I answer the door, so I'm just trying to get them to go quickly.
My Spooky Punch is making me drowsy.
Couldn't get my signature the way I want it. :(
3 winners? $213,000,000 dollars each?
Shit.
Damn allergy medicine is giving me pimples.
Bah, I have two rants for today. The first one is that I didn't succeed in my lucid dream goals last night. This may seem like a small rant, especially since I had a lucid dream the night before. I was kinda pumped to have another one, but I would have settled for a failure; I mean, I usually do. :P The thing is, I have zero recall of last night, at ALL. Not the normal "eh it's kinda fuzzy", literally nothing. The best analogy I can think of is a radio. When I remember a dream, I'm "tuned in" to it, at least partially. Usually I don't remember it start to end. If I don't remember any, it's like not being tuned to a station. I get some "static" and fuzzy thoughts, feel like I should be remembering stuff but I'm losing it as I wake up. But last night... it was like the radio wasn't even ON. :? It's just a bizarre feeling I can't describe better than that. It perplexes me, and almost makes me think my subconscious really doesn't like the goal I'm persuing... which would make me a sad panda indeed.
The other rant is that we had a Game Night going on tonight... but we spent hardly any time on it because one of the people helping to run it was randomly quite strict, saying we couldn't play any games but the two chosen for the night. Even though we were sure the actual rule was just "give up your seats if the room fills up and people want to play the chosen games." Which certainly wasn't the case. But we were kicked out anyway... blurgh. Too much bureaucracy on this campus lately. I just can't bring myself to care anymore. I guess I won't bother with game night for the rest of the semester... thank goodness this is my last one.
My heart sank when I found out April Fools day is on a Sunday...
Woohoo! I just got my first car today. Its so awesome. I cant wait untill i can fix the body up a bit. I got a classic car which my parents hated the idea of but supported, since i have talked about it since i was very young. Now i just need my license :/
Sorry for any errors. Im on my phone.
WOOT, Dakotah!! I'm so happy you got a car you can love :)
:hugitout: Dave and Singularity.
Melanie, yeah, most Witnesses aren't outright stupid about their safety. I went out in Service (door to door work) while visiting New Orleans several years ago. One of the Sisters said they don't go out at all during Mardi Gras (sp!) because some people believe they can do anything at all at that time, then pray for forgiveness and not have to worry about anything. They also don't go inside apartment buildings that have narrow stairways to get to the apartments because people have had bricks and other stuff dropped on them.
Another thing, putting out a "No Trespassing" sign will keep them from coming. BUT, you would have to point it out the first time because they've already established a routine of sorts with you.
Back in 2000, I was having a regular Bible Study but I felt like you- like I was wasting their time because I didn't have my life together. I was planning on opening up my own Strip Club and I still smoked like a fiend. She thanked me for my honesty though she was sad to see me quit. Several months later, I just showed up at the Kingdom Hall with my family :lol:
If you're not interested, you're not interested.
My rant is that I only slept for 2 hours :wtf:
Another rant is: Why is Tiramisu so yummy but gives me such horrible acid reflux lol. The yumminess almost makes up for the discomfort :D
I bought it while visiting my oldest daughter. For some reason, I thought it was divided into individual cakes, but it was one large one. I had no fork. At first, I scooped some up using the tiny lid from a bottle of water. Then I just gave up and started scooping it out with my fingers :cackle:
An anti-rant is that I had an admirer today. I went to Walmart at 10AM to return some of the stuff I bought last night because I was an idiot and over-extended my budget. I was in a hurry because I was running behind. But I still smiled and nodded at the people I passed. One guy especially caught my eye. He was a smartly dressed black guy wearing a cowboy hat :) He carried only one bag as he headed for his car.
I rushed inside to Customer Service, then rushed toward the exit. And their the guy was- still carrying his one bag. He asked me if I would mind if he paid me a compliment and I smiled and said "Not at all". He said I looked very lovely and that he really likes seeing a woman in a long skirt.. that it's just somehow more modest. I thanked him and then he looked taken aback, as if he feared he had said too much or something. I smiled and wished him a good day.
Over the years, I've gotten several compliments on my choice of skirts- and once for the bandanna I wear over my hair. One time, while out in Service, one man listened to me only because I was wearing a "head covering".
I do live in a rather strange place.
Just like, every weekend, you can be sure to hear about 30 minutes worth of sporadic gun fire. I *think* it comes from the house way behind ours on the other side of the field. They own a pawn shop right down the street and I think they fire all their weapons to keep them in good working condition or something.
But sheesh... what if it wasn't them? Gun fire is such a common sound in these parts because of target practicers and hunters.
Upside to being a History major: I actually enjoy it. downside? I'm losing $4,700 in scholarships every year for my final 3 years.
This may hurt a little... Oh well, it was nice while it lasted.
Speaking of gunfire, I realized a while back that murdering someone in this area of Ohio would be VERY easy. A day where you DON'T hear someone either hunting or target shooting is abnormal if it's not raining. Everyone would assume it's just target practice. *Disclaimer I do not plan to murder anyone, but it has crossed my mind how much we take gunshots for granted. If I were in the city and heard a gunshot, it would just sound like home >.<
Wow zhaylin you are the first person to shorten my name correctly. :)I
And thanks!
Hmm, I just woke up. It's almost 6am. Think I went to bed at 1am?
Probably from smoking. Jammed last night and smoked/drank a bit. Weed actually used to do that.. like when I sobered up, I'd just wake up. Ah well, surf the net for a bit till I pass out. Or just stay up, either way.
Also, my ears are sore. Went from size 4 to 2 earrings. The next jump will be rough. The last earrings I used were fairly heavy, so that helped stretch a bit. These are just lightweight tunnels. I wanted to put an old set inside to weigh it down more, but they didn't fit. Hey, that's what tapers are for...
I told everyone, "don't make ANY noise when you wake up." Must have said it a hundred times. Right in the middle of a perfect WILD attempt I hear the radio go on. What part of no noise don't people understand?
hehee Preserver. No disclaimer needed :cackle: I've thought about the same stuff myself.
How else would you shorten it Dakotah? Anderj's name confuses me because we have people of all sorts of nationalities on here. I would treat his name as first and last initial- to AnderJ, but I'm unsure, so I just type "Anderj".
:hug: Sefalik. That sounds VERY painful!!!
Taffy, ugh... IKR? Except for me, I usually have trouble falling asleep. I tell my kids to wait at least 30 minutes before turning up the tv/video games/music. After that, they can crank it pretty much as loud as they want and it wont bother me
My rant is that I almost just passed out. Because I had to crap. :wtf: I can't eat much of anything anymore (since my gallbladder was removed) without running to the toilet soon afterward. But this is ridiculous. What's more ridiculous is I can't recall the reason for me almost passing out even though I've written the medical term for it probably a dozen times in this thread alone. It's a response to stress/pain where my blood pressure bottoms out. I've not had an episode this bad in a very long time though. Usually it's just a short little wave of dizziness/nausea. But this time, I almost didn't make it to the toilet (which is a few feet from my desk). And now I'm jittery and weak. My blood pressure has already recovered for the most part, though: 127/68 with a pulse of 97.
I'm also ranting because I woke up absolutely confused.. well, sort of :lol: I took the dogs outside and saw my hubby's car in the driveway. I wondered why he wasn't at work. He works straight through on Friday (no lunch break). I sat at my desk and saw it wasn't even 8:00 yet. I kept waiting for the perimeter alarms to go off, but they didn't. I figured the batteries just died again. Then I went about surfing the internet ect, I ate some more Tiramisu and 2 Chimi's and my son asked for a smoke. I thought about how many I had and wondered if I could make it until this evening when I go shopping.
But I don't go shopping until Sunday. :doh: Then I say to my son: "Today's Saturday." "No," he replied. "It's Sunday. You saw the girls yesterday, remember?"
:bang: Stupid Brain lol
It seriously took me almost 2 hours to realize what day of the week it is.
Ugh. I can't believe how crappy I feel!! I feel like I just took an entire bottle of caffeine pills :mad:
Stupid blood pressure/mental issue.
I also can't remember which of my "medicine" I've taken. I *know* I took my anxiety meds. But I don't know if I took D3 and my 1/2 of calcium yet. My son was distracting me with Youtube videos lol as I got my meds together.
I recall a post in which AnderJ is called "Jander." So that could be his name, perhaps?
It's not related to vertigo, is it Zhaylin?
Taffy: No one ever listens. I had to find some earplugs for my morning WILD attempts.
Interesting catch on the name. I missed that thread I guess lol
I do have vertigo, but the problem seems more than that. I finally remembered my hubby calling it syncope, so after a quick google search I found Vasovagal response. It's what causes people to pass out when they see their blood being withdrawn at a hospital for instance.
My trigger seem to be sudden pain and perceived pain- even if that pain isn't very severe. One time, I got clawed by a cat. My hand was all scratched up but the wounds weren't in any way severe. I had a bad vasovagal reaction then. Another time, I was cleaning the naval of a newly born kitten. I was afraid its guts were leaking out and I was causing it pain. I practically had to crawl to my room. That time was REALLY bad.
But the attacks tend to pass just as quickly as they appear. I'm usually right as rain in less than 10 minutes.
Stretching? It's not too bad. :P kinda feels like an indian burn on your earlobes. They're just a little tender yet today. Give 'em another 3 days, they'll be fine. Then in a month... I'll do it again, haha.Quote:
Originally Posted by Zhaylin
So actually, I think I woke up real early because I was dehydrated. A mild hangover shortly followed. Only takes 3 beers for me to get hungover. -_-
Finally fell back asleep, but then didn't wake up till 11am. Damn! Still felt a little cloudy then (this is why I usually don't drink). But, cup of coffee and some oatmeal, I'm not feeling too bad. If I can peel my ass of the couch and hit the gym, I should feel better. Then, it's a beautiful day. No excuse not to hit the trails. :)
Sorry for the late reply. Basically we're just showcasing our works to the public, in hope that some future employers will see our work.Quote:
Originally Posted by sefalik
And that comes to my rant. I know I'm not going to continue in the same field, mainly because I know I'm bad at it and it drives me mental, but still when you see everyone's name card decreasing rapidly and you only have one third gone after five days, just makes you feel bad, really bad, like you go unnoticed, etc.
And that comes my complain. I start feeling I suck all over again. I guess I really have strong issues with hating myself. No skill to boast off at work. Work goes uncredited. Makes you feel worthless, and that make me feel like working regardless of passion instead of resting or playing like most people who had just graduated.
My complaint for today is much smaller and simpler than my former ones (which were pretty much huge walls of text critisizing the entire world). My complaint is that my brain is acting weird. I am an active member of the nofap thread, and I joined the challenge, decided I didn't care, rejoined, stopped again, and rejoined again. I can't make up my mind D: But now I've guaranteed two weeks :P
This is why I would never engage in those challenges. I'd be depressed as hell.Quote:
Originally Posted by Spyguy
I'm not depressed by it, I got addicted to nofap somehow xD My brain is really... uniqueQuote:
Originally Posted by Linkzelda
I tried out the challenge and I think it helped out with my OCD? So it's not so bad. :PQuote:
Originally Posted by Linkzelda
But fuck depression, coming back again, what's with all the no love and worthless thoughts?