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[J.W. Hendricks]

Vaccums. I don't feel like looking if the joke has already been made.

[Nix]

Vaccums. I don't feel like looking if the joke has already been made.

It has been, but the first time around I didn't realize it was a joke... 

I hate vacuums and they do suck, in both senses of the word.

[J.W. Hendricks]

Ok then.... Twilight.

[Conker534]

Deleting your .gmk file on accident );

[ink.inc]

Check your recycle bin. Failing that, you can use the .gb1 file as a backup.

[Tanner]

or recuva

[Conker534]

Its okay I didn't delete it. Just found it somewhere else. *phew* I put so much work into this so far.. XD

[BoxedLunch]

Insane Clown Posse

[saibot216]

Insane Clown Posse

YOu don't like ICP!?!?!? WTF!?!?!?!? I'm a straight up Juggalo, time to drink some Faygo!
lol, jk, they suck.

[cynicalsandel]

I've never had a carton of milk in my fridge. I've only had it in those plastic jugs.

[moi]

Handed in my final "writing portfolio" for my comp class. It was shameful. I didn't do a great job on it. Few edits. Brief cover letter. I was swamped for energy and time.

I was hoping to stealth by, drop the binder in her mailbox and hurry off. She stopped me in the hallway, carrying an armload of binders and stopped me and wanted to walk me to her office.

On the way, she asked if I had submitted any of my papers to the school's "literary magazine," The Windy Hill Review.

I told her, "no, I didn't do that yet."

She stopped. Told me, "You are supposed to do that. Do that right away." and we continued moving. She's been trying to get me to submit forever, but I never got around to it.

"I mean, there's better places your writing could go, but I'd like to have it here." she said.

When we arrived at her office, she told me to just set my binder down by the others. The others. They were all neat. Organized. Mine had papers inside, bent out of shape. I had thrown it together so quickly. Essays I had written which ended up on my disorganized 'pile o' stuff.' Many of them had coffee stains on the front page. One of them had a muddy shoeprint.

It was all so thrown together. I wanted to get the hell out of there.

As I turned to leave she stopped me, opened up my binder, and started weeding out the papers that she didn't need. My heart jumped. I was frozen. Terrified that she'd notice the coffee stains. The crumples. The shittyness of the condition of my stuff. She didn't.

I turned to leave again. She stopped me. Told me that I have a great talent. I said, "Some people think so." I wanted to get the hell out.

"Would you knock off the humility? You have stories to tell. You should take a creative writing course."

blah blah blaaah.

"I need to take another comp course before I can take those."

"Yeah. Just get them out of the way." she said.

She wished me good luck on finals. Told me to keep in touch. And I left knowing that the quality of my final work for the course was terrible.



It sucked.
I don't really belong in the world of college.

Then smithy ripped her arms off and jumped off the window to live the glorious life of the forest.
The End.

[Nitromatic]

Both you, player and enemy have low health.
You have good chance to win, but everytime you attack, you miss.

Guess who won? 

[Pineapple]

Was it the mysterious and plot-bending third party not revealed until the final ten minutes of the episode?

[Lon]

My desktop computer is failing to boot into Windows.  My computer was becoming more noisy, found it off after having left it on and now it turns its self off within 5 seconds of being turned on.  I tried to enter the BIOS, but now good, it turns its self off before I can get into the BIOS setup.
The PSU hasn't been smelling quite right for while.  Maybe it is dying/dead.  All the fans appear to spin up.  I'm going to try and plug the computer directly into the wall.  With any luck it will just be a bad surge protector...

EDIT:  No luck plugging the tower directly into the wall socket.  My desktop is probably 4-5ish years old, but was decent with 2gb ddr2, 3hz dual core amd, 256mb 7600gt, Windows XP.  I was thinking it could use Windows 7, a better graphics card, more memory.  Well...  I'm glad I got a laptop this semester.  Perhaps I'll try and save up some cash and keep an eye out for a decent desktop computer and graphics card.  I'm not so sure how to fix it.  Perhaps I can salvage some stuff (Sound card, hard drives, that is a decent dual core CPU)

[BoxedLunch]

this existing when your computer isn't a mac.

[Μarkham]

I've never had a carton of milk in my fridge. I've only had it in those plastic jugs.

I remember when I had gone from that to living in a country where milk was never distributed in plastic jugs.  Not only that, but milk was hardly ever refrigerated at the store.  Then there was the day that I discovered that the store was sold out of Tetrapaks and I had to buy milk in a 1-liter plastic bag.  That was awkward.  Apparently people there just bought the bagged milk?  I have no idea how it was supposed to work.  I put it in an empty water bottle I had, as I couldn't think of how you'd store an opened plastic bag of milk in a fridge.  It had gone sour by the next morning, so it was pointless anyways.

[J. R. Hill]

Multi-Level Marketing Schemes.  I am always getting told I need to do them, what the heck.

[Nix]

Those strange moments where you say or write a word so much that it just starts to sound and look wrong. I'm having that right now with "answer."  

[ink.inc]

Those strange moments where you say or write a word so much that it just starts so sound and look wrong.

Holy shit, that happens to me too!

[Paint by Numbers]

I'm pretty sure that happens to everybody. Mainly occurs for me when I talk about "golf".