Archive for January 7th, 2009
Awkward.

I’m sorry, but seriously – girl’s got a mental disability. It’s all over her face. She’s gotta learn how to stop giving herself three chins every time she does that 5 year old over-smile.
“Duurrrrrrrr.”
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A pick me up

Found this when I was cleaning out things from elementary school. Ironically enough, it’s relevant today… please don’t hate me Adam. <3
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Real estate mogul dead from apparent suicide
It’s so sad that people have gotten to the point that this seems like the only option in a failing economy.
One of Chicago’s most well-known real estate moguls appears to have shot himself to death, police said.
Steven Good was found dead of an apparent self-inflicted gunshot Monday, police said.
No note was found, and police say they do not know how long the 52-year-old had been in the vehicle….
“If you lined up 1,000 people and said pick the one that might do this to themselves, he would be the last person I would choose,” said Wayne Caplan, who worked at Sheldon Good for six years and knew Steven Good personally. “He had a zest for life. He has a wife and kids and he had so much in his life.”
Suicide is never the option – no matter how bad dealing with your situation is. My condolences to his family.
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Obese snowflakes
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Teen ordered to fix haircut… over a star?

The celestial scene on Jay Cowell’s head, “[is] for God and all the stuff he made on the earth.” But Elizabeth City school officials didn’t agree. The 8th grader at River Road Middle School was ordered to change his hair because the star shape is also a gang symbol.
Newsflash: the star is also on the United States flag. Are we all gang members then? Oy vey.
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Relevant and a little mean
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Up at 3AM during a Wednesday snow storm
I’m going to try to make this short, and very not sweet. In what world is it okay to live in an apartment complex and play loud and obnoxious games at 2AM on a weeknight with all of your friends yelling and swearing and slamming doors? More to the point, when the person living above you has already come down to your apartment and bitched you out for it (to which you apologize over and over for the trouble you’ve caused them) TWICE in the past week or so, why would you continue to do it?
Yet again last night we had to go down and tell the frat boy morons below us to chill the **** out and shut the hell up. He apologized profusely before he even opened the door to Dave, yet the noise never seems to end. If you want to live in a frat house, go live in a frat house. Stay out of an environment where others have professions that require them to SLEEP, and then wake up early in the morning to go to work. It’s not my problem that these guys’ only concerns are getting drunk and having chicks over as much as possible. My guess is that they’re both failing out of UVM in some slacker, hippie degree.
I get that most people just don’t have any respect for others – I’ve come to realize that’s never going to change. But I’m not rich, and I sure as hell can’t afford a nice, quiet house right now – so I’m stuck in the hell that is apartment life. I’ve had talks with my landlord about our atrocious neighbors (who are, of course, living free or practically free here through state funding) and their final conclusion is that they talked to everyone else in the building AND to the previous tenants in my apartment and that not a single person has a single complaint. How is it possible that no one else is bothered by this shit? It’s jarring enough that it wakes me out of a dead sleep, or prevents me from going to sleep AT ALL. Oh, right – because everyone in my building is either trailer trash or some slum college kids and they feel like they have no responsibilities in life.
Whatever.
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