Not buying the misspellings.Bblind dreunkl amd blowing #### up. Pray for me.
BUT WE JUST HAD LUNCH LAST WEEK!'Guster said:I've basically gotten to the pont where I feel like i dont have any real, true friends here in the city.
I appreciate it GB In all seriousness, hang in there.
In all seriousness, hang in there.
Working from a blakckbeRy. Would not make mistakes on ekeyboard.Not buying the misspellings.Bblind dreunkl amd blowing #### up. Pray for me.
Pv just puked in my roilrt'Guster said:ETA - the ex gf texted me about random #### over the last 15 minJust waiting for the FWB to start texting about wanting to come over
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Bring a big bag when you come to Austin. We might just have you stay with us a while. Stuoid people in your town don't know what they haveI love you..In all seriousness, hang in there.
I enjoyed this story, even if it was swc-esque.We can't all be zookses.'Annyong said:I was visiting my brother (year younger than i)when he was living in the dorms at the University of Iowa. We did the usual bar thing when some of my friends, who also go to Iowa, say they are having a house party, tell us to come by. On the way there, I push my brother into a prickly bush and I thought it was hilarious until he destroyed my eyebrow with a right hook. Needless to say I was covered in blood and should have gotten stitches, but I held the gas station rag to my eye and we were on our (about 5 of us) to my friends house party. We show up and my shirt is covered in blood and I'm holding a dirty rag to my face, and my friends are all like "what happened and ####!" then I told them what I just typed. So anyways, at this party, my brother and I decide to have a chocolate syrup chugging contest (who ever has 2 bottles of this?) and we end up getting chocolate all over theIr couch and are asked to leave. So we steal a case of beer from a frat house porch and sneak it into his dorm. Yada yada yada I end up wandering the dorm looking for the ####ter at 4am covered in blood and chocolate syrup. I ended up in the elevator room thingy and decided I cOuldnt hold it any longer. Took off my shorts and boxers and crapped into them on the floor. Sent them to the lobby. Woke up in the hallway, leaned up against some kids doorway, to him kicking me saying "mr. Are you okay?" with out any pants on, covered in blood and chocolate.'FDAS said:Go ahead and Guster this thing up a little bit.'Annyong said:Since I got a couple laughy faces I'll tell the story befOre I get more beer and taco bell.tl/dr I crapped my pants visiting my brother when he was at school because I couldn't find the bathroom in the dorm at 4am. Sent them to the lobby.
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Pv just puked in my roilrt'Guster said:ETA - the ex gf texted me about random #### over the last 15 minJust waiting for the FWB to start texting about wanting to come over
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HAPPY NEW YEAR!My linkI enjoyed this story, even if it was swc-esque.We can't all be zookses.'Annyong said:I was visiting my brother (year younger than i)when he was living in the dorms at the University of Iowa. We did the usual bar thing when some of my friends, who also go to Iowa, say they are having a house party, tell us to come by. On the way there, I push my brother into a prickly bush and I thought it was hilarious until he destroyed my eyebrow with a right hook. Needless to say I was covered in blood and should have gotten stitches, but I held the gas station rag to my eye and we were on our (about 5 of us) to my friends house party. We show up and my shirt is covered in blood and I'm holding a dirty rag to my face, and my friends are all like "what happened and ####!" then I told them what I just typed. So anyways, at this party, my brother and I decide to have a chocolate syrup chugging contest (who ever has 2 bottles of this?) and we end up getting chocolate all over theIr couch and are asked to leave. So we steal a case of beer from a frat house porch and sneak it into his dorm. Yada yada yada I end up wandering the dorm looking for the ####ter at 4am covered in blood and chocolate syrup. I ended up in the elevator room thingy and decided I cOuldnt hold it any longer. Took off my shorts and boxers and crapped into them on the floor. Sent them to the lobby. Woke up in the hallway, leaned up against some kids doorway, to him kicking me saying "mr. Are you okay?" with out any pants on, covered in blood and chocolate.'FDAS said:Go ahead and Guster this thing up a little bit.'Annyong said:Since I got a couple laughy faces I'll tell the story befOre I get more beer and taco bell.
tl/dr I crapped my pants visiting my brother when he was at school because I couldn't find the bathroom in the dorm at 4am. Sent them to the lobby.
This time of year, everyone's bad stuff gets magnified. Because of the calendar change, it's tempting to look back and say "wtf have I even DONE the past year?" and "another year wasted". I don't mean that in a way to diminish what you're feeling - it's very real and I bet just about everyone who posts here can relate. If this stuff is eating at you, maybe check out some therapy? I got stuck in a horrific rut after my 2nd marriage fell apart and talking with someone who had no vested interest (and who would call me out on my bull####) helped immensely. My advice (not that you asked for it) is: do some different ####. I'm not sure what you interests are (besides having a gazillion hot females who want them some Guster every night). Join a golf league, take cooking classes, throw a dart at a map and go wherever it sticks (there are on-line travel groups for damned near everywhere in the world), coach youth hoops - anything that interests you that gets you into new circles. Hang in there, my brother. I have a feeling things will look a little less bad in daylight (hangover or no).'Guster said:Perfect end to 2012... (file this under tl;dr...heIl, should probably just post it in the depression thread). This will be too long, too pathetic and completely a side of me that I'm not comfortable sharing usually. I'm not posting this for smypathy or support - more out of selfishness just to get this out of my head. Will likely Thorn this in the morning. So, I had a couple party invites for tonight - one from more of an acquaintance and one from a work friend. I like the work friend and always have fun with her/that crew at happy hours, so figured I'd probably go to that one. Yeah, got canceled yesterday. I've had a couple girls express an interest in being with me at midnight for their first kiss, but I have informed them that I'm not interested in that. Just too much drama and they like me way more than I like them. I don't want to lead them on because that would just be pouring gas on the fire. That brings me to today, I try to figure out plans with my buddy - probably my closest friend in the city. I'm resigned to either bar hopping with him or staying at home, watching Netflix and drinking a bottle of champagne. By the time I'm done with work stuff after having my daughter all day (~7pm), he's finishing up dinner with his gf/fwb. He insists that I won't be a third wheel and that I should come out, she'll have some friends joining and it'll be fine. I figure that's more exciting than being home alone, so head out. Yeah... After a couple hours, he decides he's done for the night and they head to his place, leaving me downtown, solo. That's just not my thing, so I'm currently back at home, starting my bottle of champagne. If I had known he would ditch me like that, I wouldn't have bothered to go out. I would have been fine staying in, but the fact that he hd me come out only to ditch me was wholly depressing. Basically that is a microcosm of my year. I've posted plenty about my exploits with women here, but that is just a tiny part of me. That's machismo coated in bravado and isn't the "real" me. It's a fun ipersona that I play out in real life more often than I'd like.Ok, time for the even more pathetic part... I've basically gotten to the pont where I feel like i dont have any real, true friends here in the city. I've got plenty of acquaintances and casual friends, but no one I can count on and no one that looks out for me. When I was married, my ex hated hanging out with the people I worked with because we would usually end up talking about work when we were out drinking. We ended up hanging out with people she worked with because she liked them more. When we divorced, I basically had to start from ground zero on the friend front. I formed a new group of friends, met a girl that I dated for 2.5+ years and then when we split, yeah... she got all the friends again - turning many of my "buddies" against me through their wimmenz. That relationship ended towards the end of last year, so this was another year to start anew and find the true me. I had formed a close friendship with my buddy that I hung out with tonight and a girl we worked with. He had known her for a year longer and was very close with her, but she and I just connected on a different level. Just instant best friends - pretty much the same passions/interest. (Funny aside, she's in India and just texted me to check in and make sure I'm having a good New Years ...) anyway - she moved to England in July and that threw the whole trio into a tailspin. She was the glue that held us together and things just sorta dissolved a bit. After a cooling off period, she and I have restarted the friendship. He and I hang out from to time, but I always have to initiate hanging out. He and he haven't talked in months. God this is just ####### pathetic at this point. Basically, this is a long winded way to say thank you to everyone in this thread. I have friends that I grew up with that I can always count on, but the fine people of the GMTAN have helped me more than I could ever imagine. From the parallel life I seem to live with my doppelgänger Zooks to the stories and connections I feel with so many in the confines of this thread, over PMs, emails, calls and texts. As pathetic as it may make me feel, you have helped me though a great many challenges in my life and I truly consider you my friends. I love and appreciate all of you and wish you a happy, healthy 2013
I hope this was 'shirt' and not 'toilet'Pv just puked in my roilrt'Guster said:ETA - the ex gf texted me about random #### over the last 15 minJust waiting for the FWB to start texting about wanting to come over
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Sorry I have a prior commitment for the taxslayer.com Gator Bowl. Don't know if Dale Jr. will make a promotional visit. Despite being an SEC fan,I think I have to root for Northwestern. Why? They don't have infernal cowbells.can one of you Dallas guys go to the Heart of Dallas Bowl or whatever its called and live blog it for me? Figures we end up in the only bowl game not on TV. If OSU goes up by 21 or more you can quit.TIA
It's supposed to on the U. Not sure, but I think that would make it available on espn3 for streaming also.can one of you Dallas guys go to the Heart of Dallas Bowl or whatever its called and live blog it for me? Figures we end up in the only bowl game not on TV. If OSU goes up by 21 or more you can quit.TIA
You are welcome but I think there is more.A CAT shirt and a new toilet cleaner for Mrs. SLB! Thanks GB Sofa!!Received a couple SS items today.....![]()
It was a hard year, but I learned a lot - about myself and my friends. I came into the year off a failed 2.5 year long relationship, so used the past year for a lot of introspection. Just as you suggested, this coming year I'll try to develop new skills. I suck at darts and pool, so those are probably first upThis time of year, everyone's bad stuff gets magnified. Because of the calendar change, it's tempting to look back and say "wtf have I even DONE the past year?" and "another year wasted". I don't mean that in a way to diminish what you're feeling - it's very real and I bet just about everyone who posts here can relate. If this stuff is eating at you, maybe check out some therapy? I got stuck in a horrific rut after my 2nd marriage fell apart and talking with someone who had no vested interest (and who would call me out on my bull####) helped immensely. My advice (not that you asked for it) is: do some different ####. I'm not sure what you interests are (besides having a gazillion hot females who want them some Guster every night). Join a golf league, take cooking classes, throw a dart at a map and go wherever it sticks (there are on-line travel groups for damned near everywhere in the world), coach youth hoops - anything that interests you that gets you into new circles.'Guster said:God this is just ####### pathetic at this point.
Basically, this is a long winded way to say thank you to everyone in this thread.
I have friends that I grew up with that I can always count on, but the fine people of the GMTAN have helped me more than I could ever imagine.
From the parallel life I seem to live with my doppelgänger Zooks to the stories and connections I feel with so many in the confines of this thread, over PMs, emails, calls and texts. As pathetic as it may make me feel, you have helped me though a great many challenges in my life and I truly consider you my friends.
I love and appreciate all of you and wish you a happy, healthy 2013
Hang in there, my brother. I have a feeling things will look a little less bad in daylight (hangover or no).
I doubt anyone's ####ed up more than I. I ran at least two wonderful women off (and a 3rd, who was probably the best match I could ever hope for but got wise enough to not marry me). You're a young guy, right? I was serious about the therapy thang. My corporate insurance gave me 7 or 8 free therapy sessions. If yours does, take advantage of it.It was a hard year, but I learned a lot - about myself and my friends. I came into the year off a failed 2.5 year long relationship, so used the past year for a lot of introspection. Just as you suggested, this coming year I'll try to develop new skills. I suck at darts and pool, so those are probably first upThis time of year, everyone's bad stuff gets magnified. Because of the calendar change, it's tempting to look back and say "wtf have I even DONE the past year?" and "another year wasted". I don't mean that in a way to diminish what you're feeling - it's very real and I bet just about everyone who posts here can relate. If this stuff is eating at you, maybe check out some therapy? I got stuck in a horrific rut after my 2nd marriage fell apart and talking with someone who had no vested interest (and who would call me out on my bull####) helped immensely. My advice (not that you asked for it) is: do some different ####. I'm not sure what you interests are (besides having a gazillion hot females who want them some Guster every night). Join a golf league, take cooking classes, throw a dart at a map and go wherever it sticks (there are on-line travel groups for damned near everywhere in the world), coach youth hoops - anything that interests you that gets you into new circles.'Guster said:God this is just ####### pathetic at this point.
Basically, this is a long winded way to say thank you to everyone in this thread.
I have friends that I grew up with that I can always count on, but the fine people of the GMTAN have helped me more than I could ever imagine.
From the parallel life I seem to live with my doppelgänger Zooks to the stories and connections I feel with so many in the confines of this thread, over PMs, emails, calls and texts. As pathetic as it may make me feel, you have helped me though a great many challenges in my life and I truly consider you my friends.
I love and appreciate all of you and wish you a happy, healthy 2013
Hang in there, my brother. I have a feeling things will look a little less bad in daylight (hangover or no).![]()
Thanks GB. The ex wife and I have talked about relocating (if i were to move anywhere she would have to come too because I'm not giving up time with my daughter). The top city on her list is Austin... She's jealous that I'm going down for coshole. I found out I have 2 cousins that live in Austin. So while this trip might be a quick one, I'll likely be backBring a big bag when you come to Austin. We might just have you stay with us a while. Stuoid people in your town don't know what they haveI love you..In all seriousness, hang in there.
Thanks. A couple nights bookended our cruise. We stayed at the Trump Ocean Club. Food was great, service was meh. You call the front desk or valet and the phone just rings and rings and rings. Mesoamerica time! A whole lot of new construction in that area!Ugh, good luck. It will probably be fine if you're on a reputable airline, but I can't imagine putting a camera in a checked bag. Then again, I can't imagine willingly checking a bag either.Where are you staying in Panama City--Casca Viejo or the newer part of the city (which oddly looks very much like Dubai)? I love Panama City and have recommendations for some great restaurants if you need them. Have a great trip!!Ah...vacation. So when traveling to a foreign country it probably doesn't make much sense to put the Canon in the suitcase. O/U on if it is still there when I get to Panama City, Panama?
Yeah, I've done the therapy thing several times. A couple times during my marriage to try to work things out and again after my divorce. My job also requires me to identify unstated emotions and motivations and I'm damn good at it. So I got this coveredI doubt anyone's ####ed up more than I. I ran at least two wonderful women off (and a 3rd, who was probably the best match I could ever hope for but got wise enough to not marry me). You're a young guy, right? I was serious about the therapy thang. My corporate insurance gave me 7 or 8 free therapy sessions. If yours does, take advantage of it.
Damn...just saw this. Crap...Want.In the old town, highly recommend Ego y Narciso, which we ate at twice it was so good. My only caveat is that the first time we ate there, I got an octopus dish that was so tasty I ate about two kilos of octopi and haven't been able to eat octopus since then. So be careful not to overoctopus yourself.Also in old town, Ciao Pescao has the best ceviche I've ever had, and Divino Enoteca is a really great wine bar.We are staying at the Trump Ocean Club. I like the city. We'll be back here next weekend for two nights. Going to visit the old city then.Ugh, good luck. It will probably be fine if you're on a reputable airline, but I can't imagine putting a camera in a checked bag. Then again, I can't imagine willingly checking a bag either.Where are you staying in Panama City--Casca Viejo or the newer part of the city (which oddly looks very much like Dubai)? I love Panama City and have recommendations for some great restaurants if you need them. Have a great trip!!Ah...vacation. So when traveling to a foreign country it probably doesn't make much sense to put the Canon in the suitcase. O/U on if it is still there when I get to Panama City, Panama?
The best meal I had there was at El Trapiche. Hole in the wall type place with mostly locals, in the main part of the city. Do not miss this.
How much sambuca?6 handles of liquor, plus wine, etc. It will be plenty. The 75 was including kids too...so not everyone will be drinking. Appreciate the concern though.75 people get about 1.5 beers each I guess? Ouch.
Oh my...Coshole could get pretty interesting when this news slips out after welcome drinks at The Oaks.that wouldn't end well for anyone
LMFAOI got some more stuff from Sofa yesterday. You really shouldn't have GB. In the package was a nice shirt, some gel for bald guys and best of all, a Brenda Warner autobiography. She actually looks pretty hot on the cover. May have to incorporate this somehow.![]()
I love amazon. Had a bunch of stuff in the cart that I was going to kick out and couldn't decide, so you got it all.Yeah, but it's different now Gush. You're NOT married now and you thinking/emotions are different. "Once" don't fix it. Plus, you're too smart for your own good.I identify with all of this. You don't need us to break you down, but would it it hurt if you did it to yourself?Yeah, I've done the therapy thing several times. A couple times during my marriage to try to work things out and again after my divorce. My job also requires me to identify unstated emotions and motivations and I'm damn good at it. So I got this coveredI doubt anyone's ####ed up more than I. I ran at least two wonderful women off (and a 3rd, who was probably the best match I could ever hope for but got wise enough to not marry me). You're a young guy, right? I was serious about the therapy thang. My corporate insurance gave me 7 or 8 free therapy sessions. If yours does, take advantage of it.![]()
Me too. Why the bag?I actually really like Lone Star.![]()
A roommate in college went to high school in San Antonio. He'd bring a couple cases of it to school every year.REally? I caught our cabin steward on dry land in Cartagena with a yankees hat on so I told him I would get him a real hat. Gave me his address and it is Managua. Any chance it gets to him if I send it there?That's awesome. Don't worry--if things had gone to Nicaragua it would take months (really) to get there and then Julio would have to go to Managua to sign for the package. It's better this way.Good luck with the radiation next week. I don't feel like "good luck" is the appropriate nomenclature, but I'm not sure what else might be.Julio asked me to send him an Orioles cap. So, I bought 3 different hats. My idiot-self must've not written the Nicaraguan address correctly because Amazon shipped them here (my default shipping address). Luckily, krista is going down there in a couple of weeks and will take them for me. When I explained all of this to Julio, his exact response was "OK MAN DON,T WORRY PERFECT!!!".
We leave Lisbon tomorrow to get back home. There is a 65.6% chance I will not make it home due to the Saharan death flu I'm still battling. This sucks. On the bright side, we had lunch here today. Tony Bourdain recommended, krista4 approved...best seafood I've had anywhere in my life.
eyegouttic?My eyelid twitching for like 3 days. How do I stop it?I am hoping one of the most stressful months of work ever is behind me. Stayed until almost midnight tonight so I could enjoy a 4 day weekend.
Wait. What?My job also requires me to identify unstated emotions and motivations and I'm damn good at it. So I got this covered![]()
Last time I went to therapy I was supposed to have 10 sessions, the therapist cut me off after 3 sessions because I was basically able to unravel it all on my own. I dated one of the top psychiatrists in the city and when she described our first date to her friends, they said it was like dating her. She thought I had some general training in psychiatry because the way I think and approach things apparently follows the basic tenants of how they are trainedYeah, but it's different now Gush. You're NOT married now and you thinking/emotions are different. "Once" don't fix it. Plus, you're too smart for your own good.I identify with all of this. You don't need us to break you down, but would it it hurt if you did it to yourself?Yeah, I've done the therapy thing several times. A couple times during my marriage to try to work things out and again after my divorce. My job also requires me to identify unstated emotions and motivations and I'm damn good at it. So I got this coveredI doubt anyone's ####ed up more than I. I ran at least two wonderful women off (and a 3rd, who was probably the best match I could ever hope for but got wise enough to not marry me). You're a young guy, right? I was serious about the therapy thang. My corporate insurance gave me 7 or 8 free therapy sessions. If yours does, take advantage of it.![]()
Not saying there would be no value from it, just that I generally do a pretty good job of psychoanalyzing things on my own50/50, I'd say.REally? I caught our cabin steward on dry land in Cartagena with a yankees hat on so I told him I would get him a real hat. Gave me his address and it is Managua. Any chance it gets to him if I send it there?That's awesome. Don't worry--if things had gone to Nicaragua it would take months (really) to get there and then Julio would have to go to Managua to sign for the package. It's better this way.Good luck with the radiation next week. I don't feel like "good luck" is the appropriate nomenclature, but I'm not sure what else might be.Julio asked me to send him an Orioles cap. So, I bought 3 different hats. My idiot-self must've not written the Nicaraguan address correctly because Amazon shipped them here (my default shipping address). Luckily, krista is going down there in a couple of weeks and will take them for me. When I explained all of this to Julio, his exact response was "OK MAN DON,T WORRY PERFECT!!!".
We leave Lisbon tomorrow to get back home. There is a 65.6% chance I will not make it home due to the Saharan death flu I'm still battling. This sucks. On the bright side, we had lunch here today. Tony Bourdain recommended, krista4 approved...best seafood I've had anywhere in my life.
okThis is definitely the alcohol talking but to all you people still doing the Gangham style in 2013 we were doing it in 1998-1999 but it was called the D-X chop in the WWF 1998-1999. Only we finished it with a 'SUCK IT' not a goofy dance![]()
'Tiger Fan said:'Tiger Fan said:Starting festivities in about at hour:1:00 race track for beers and gamingNYE wedding tonight. Should be pretty epicCame home +$6 (including 4 Blue Moons - WIN)
5ish - home to shower and get ready (shower) Hoping to get a nap in
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Band stops at midnight, DJ til 2. bride/groom paid for busses to bring people home til four
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ETA: WTF is Les Miles thinkingDoesn't that pretty much sum up his coaching career? He just happens to be the luckiest SOB in history.ETA: WTF is Les Miles thinking
Oof. Aint parenting grand?Know a fun way to spend a hung over new year's morning? With a croup infected daughter in the pediatric ER.Living the dream.