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Post by jklinders on Dec 21, 2011 11:13:17 GMT 1
The little bastards are sneaking it through with very little fanfare. A lack of fanfare means it is not considered by them too controversial which in itself is frightening. Most of these guys have no idea what the tech they are messing with even does which is in itself frightening.
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Post by Cali on Dec 21, 2011 21:54:06 GMT 1
The little bastards are sneaking it through with very little fanfare. A lack of fanfare means it is not considered by them too controversial which in itself is frightening. Most of these guys have no idea what the tech they are messing with even does which is in itself frightening. Top. Men.
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Post by Lily Ariel Linders on Apr 10, 2012 23:22:57 GMT 1
Well, today kinda sucked. First, everyone in my office moved to a new location a few blocks over from the old location today, and I got a little lost in the still-being-renovated parking garage - drove around in circles, coming to what should have been the exit if it was not blocked by construction... before finally finding my way out. Then, I had a minor wardrobe malfunction (no, nothing dirty, thankfully) and had to use up my first break and my entire lunch hour to drive home on the other side of the city to change clothes. Then after changing into clean outfit, my ankle gave out on the way across the parking lot to the car and I fell - hard - on an unpaved patch of rocky gravel. I say rocky gravel because it was not simply small pebbly gravel; it was actual sharp rocks. My ankle was too injured to pick myself up off the ground, so while I was there struggling to get back up on what felt like a broken foot, a woman walked by and laughed at me. *snarls* If I had not been injured... but, anyway. Then, a small beacon of hope for humanity - a kindly older gentleman came over to see if I was ok and to help me up, and helped me to my car. Then, while I sat in the car trying not to cry, I then noticed that my knee was pretty much shredded and was bleeding on my clean off-white pants. *sigh* What a day. I got back to work, and my boss asked me why I was limping, and when I told her, she kinda gave this little giggle like "I want to laugh but I am not allowed to laugh". Brat. Oh, well, it can only get better from here - I am home now, hopefully I won't get injured further in my own apartment.
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Post by Warhammer Gorvar on Apr 10, 2012 23:46:36 GMT 1
Be careful there Lily, god will make you hurt yourself by tempting him.
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Post by Lily Ariel Linders on Apr 11, 2012 1:34:56 GMT 1
I'm already hurt enough, Gorvar, I really don't need more. I have a whole-body-ache from falling so hard, and the ankle that gave out and caused the whole thing is still throbbing... and the knee that was slashed is stinging... and apparently I wrenched my upper arm trying to break my fall. But, that's enough complaining from me - maybe reading some more Mock Effect 2 will cheer me up - there's always some good laughs in there, and laughter is, after all, the best medicine...
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Post by Clint Johnston on Apr 11, 2012 5:42:02 GMT 1
Ow. Well at least Linders doesn't have to worry about being kicked anywhere unpleasant for a few days.
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Post by lieden on Apr 11, 2012 6:48:26 GMT 1
Ow, ow. That sounds painful.
But really - exactly what sort of person sees someone fall down and laughs at them instead of lending a hand? Sheesh.
If it's any consolation, about this time last year I was assaulted by stray dogs. They bit me on my calf and behind the knee. (It was a sight to laugh at, really.) XD
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Post by Clint Johnston on Apr 11, 2012 7:29:19 GMT 1
BAD DOGS! Australia is sounding more and more dangerous...
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Post by Warhammer Gorvar on Apr 11, 2012 9:50:15 GMT 1
You can always go to Space Australia.
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Post by jklinders on Apr 11, 2012 10:45:39 GMT 1
BAD DOGS! Australia is sounding more and more dangerous... You mean Greece right? Unless lieden took a trip to Oz that no one else knew about.
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Post by Lily Ariel Linders on Apr 11, 2012 10:46:23 GMT 1
Ow. Well at least Linders doesn't have to worry about being kicked anywhere unpleasant for a few days. Linders would not have to worry about being kicked anywhere ever. Not by me anyways. He's too cute to want to hurt ;D and I rather prefer him to trust me... my life is easier when he's happy with me; I get good food and awesome company. He's really the better cook of the two of us...
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Post by Lily Ariel Linders on Apr 11, 2012 10:50:30 GMT 1
Ow, ow. That sounds painful. But really - exactly what sort of person sees someone fall down and laughs at them instead of lending a hand? Sheesh. If it's any consolation, about this time last year I was assaulted by stray dogs. They bit me on my calf and behind the knee. (It was a sight to laugh at, really.) XD That's what I thought when she laughed! I growled out "Oh, that's charming..." and I think she felt guilty because she started to come over to help me up. But the nicer gentleman was there first. I don't think he heard her laugh though. As for the stray dogs, I hope they didn't hurt you too badly... I was afraid of dogs for a long time as a child because my brother and I were 'attacked' by a 'playful' dog when we were about 7 years old, and it was a big dog - I can still to this day remember the sight of my father coming running out of the house hollering to rescue us from the dog that was bigger than both of us.
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Post by Tillian Panthesis on Apr 11, 2012 17:23:52 GMT 1
So what type of dog did you get bitten Lieden? If it's one of those tiny dogs that starts with a C... then I can see why some strangers would laugh.
I wouldn't. I know how terrible those type of dogs are. Their teeth is sharper than big dogs from what I remembered.
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Post by lieden on Apr 11, 2012 19:01:44 GMT 1
Ach. Why does no one teach girls chivalry at a young age? It would make for such an awesome world! And yeah, no big deal! Was limping for two days, hole in my favourite pair of jeans. No rabies, though. I think. Till: they're just... Athenian dogs. Middle to large size. And stray is not the correct term, free roaming is more like it. The City takes care of them, tags them, vaccinates them, I think there's a feeding plan, too. They're usually very laid back, but when they gather in packs they get really cocky. Can be a hazard for motorcyclists as they like to chase after them. One of them (the famous riot dog) was featured in the Times magazine: www.time.com/time/photogallery/0,29307,2102191_2327694,00.html Actually, I see those three bitey dogs every day on my way to work (and accordingly shower them with expletives). They never bothered me before or since.
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Post by Knightfall on Apr 12, 2012 1:39:35 GMT 1
they're just... Athenian dogs. ಠ_ಠ
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