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Post by Adam on May 23, 2006 23:23:22 GMT -5
1. Even though my first official job was at a supermarket, the first job I can recall doing on a regular basis was collecting eggs from a chicken house as a pre-teen. Never before had I witnessed more shit and dust in the same place. A reall uphill battle with my sinuses.
2. I attend movies alone for the most part. My siblings and friends often have other plans or don't want to go. At the best, this is convenient since I go see whatever I want when I want. At the worst, I miss out on sharing the experience with someone.
3. In the 5th grade, I quit piano lessons to try out for the pee-wee (varsity) basketball team. I kept to it, though and tried again in 6th grade failing again. I made the varsity team for the next 4 years, but I was mostly a benchwarmer. The tragedy is that I could've made a decent pianst than a benchwarmer.
4. I still haven't seen a concert since 2003. I'm trying to end the losing streak this summer.
5. I don't buy my clothes. My mother buys so much for me almost as if she beats me to it anyway.
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Post by slick7 on May 24, 2006 1:17:28 GMT -5
A couple of people might know this crap about me (like layla and dolly), but i'll give it a shot: 1. i met my husband on the rollingstone pearl jam board. i started posting there in january of 2002, and we would email and IM back and forth. we met in person april of 2003 at a pearl jam concert in pittsburgh, started dating july of 2003 at a pearl jam concert in hershey, and were married may 13,2006. we celebrated our one week anniversary by attending a pearl jam concert in cleveland. 2. i'm a nurse at a psychiatric hospital where most of my clients are forensic patients..meaning that they've committed some pretty violent crimes, but the charges were dropped because they were declared to be incompetent 3. i do know how to capitalize words, but i hate to do so when i'm typing  thus, all of my posts are in lowercase 4. i didn't get my drivers license until i was 23 because i had an extreme fear of driving 5. when i was a toddler i had my own language. my parents literally had a dictionary of my made up words for my babysitters. i had to work with a speech pathologist until i was 5. |
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on May 24, 2006 1:24:51 GMT -5
Thats actually really interesting, the toddler language thing. Did they test you up the wazoo?
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Post by slick7 on May 24, 2006 1:31:49 GMT -5
yes, they tested me a lot. they contributed it mostly to the fact that i had a lot of ear problems as a child. i wasn't hearing impaired, but because of frequent ear infections i couldn't hear as well. so, they figured that i most likely just heard words pronounced differently than they really were.
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on May 24, 2006 1:35:44 GMT -5
I was going to ask that. Hmm, interesting.
*probes Slick*
Come to my thread Slick & regale me with stories of the psych wards.
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Post by slick7 on May 24, 2006 1:39:21 GMT -5
where's your thread?
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on May 24, 2006 1:48:19 GMT -5
For the Ladeez, in the advice lounge. Its the thread that smells lovely, like Gucci Rush. All the threads around it smell funny. Easy to find |
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Post by frag on May 24, 2006 1:59:28 GMT -5
It does smell quite lovely. The foul odor emitting from the other boards is simply the boards farting on the 4 da Ladeeeeeeeeeez board. Which deserves every pinch and squeak...
but it's still grand
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on May 24, 2006 2:08:32 GMT -5
Yeah, the farting is a problem. I probably should rethink serving beans with every meal...
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Post by frag on May 24, 2006 2:10:01 GMT -5
No one knew, until now: - In first grade, I pissed my pants because I didn't want to disturb my teacher in her reading group. I was sent to the office where they gave me this huge pair of jeans. They didn't have a belt, so they tied them with a jump rope. It was quite embarassing.
- From elementary through high school, I never missed a single word in Vocab. I aced every test. And for some reason, I'm adept at visualizing the spelling of words without ever having used them before.
- I cried when my pet fish died when I was in 7th grade. I was changing his water, but he decided he didn't want to continue the roller coaster of life. He was named Hermann after the father on The Munsters.
- The first three CDs I owned were Nirvana - Nevermind, U2 - The Joshua Tree and Queen - Live at Wembley '86. When I was a child, I was particuarly fond of Queen's cover of "Tutti Frutti."
- I once played "Every Rose Has its Thorn" for a Poison-freak girl just so she would sleep with me. Then when it came time to do the deed, I changed my mind (partly because I felt bad but mostly because I fucking played a Poison song for her) and not so coyly rejected her.
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on May 24, 2006 2:31:07 GMT -5
That last one was sweet.
1. When I was 5 & we moved to Australia from Colombia, I was so distressed I went on a hunger strike. It lasted like a few days.
2. The first boy I ever loved, I told him that I didn't really love him so that he'd leave me, because I didn't think I was good enough for him.
3. Every neurologist I've been to tells me I have epilepsy, but all bar one of my MRIs & EEGs have come back 100% normal - according to my grandmother, I am possessed by demons.
4. I went to a winery in France & I took three bottles of wine. Its not my fault though, b/c I was drunk.
5. The scariest moment of my recent life was in Finland, when I had to spend a night in a train station alone. There was one other guy there who looked like a dirty rapist thug & he watched me sit there for hours. Finally, he got up to come towards me, so I thought "fuck this train" & starting running. He chased me for a while, but then disappeared. I hid out in a hospital emergency ward. I thought I was going to be killed & that my body would have to be flown back to Sydney in a wooden box.
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Post by frag on May 24, 2006 2:41:25 GMT -5
I don't think it's really a hunger strike unless there's something to be gained. Like...a bagel or something. Give me that bagel or I'll starve myself! Otherwise I think it's just...not eating out of distress.
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on May 24, 2006 2:44:12 GMT -5
No, I actually said to my parents that I wasn't going to eat as long as we remained in Australia, but that I would eat upon return to Bogota.
I was like some sort of crazed leftwing child activist.
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Post by frag on May 24, 2006 2:46:26 GMT -5
You should've set yourself on fire. That might've worked. Unless they were pyros.
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on May 24, 2006 2:56:57 GMT -5
lol. I wasn't an evil mastermind at 5. Too bad...imagine what I could've achieved by now.
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thus, all of my posts are in lowercase