I need you to put me in a good mood with the world today. So, if you guys can, make me laugh, cheer me up, just make life a little more bearable today. The more it is, the easier things might be tonight. Try to be extra cool today. Thanks.
Posted by zgator (Member # 3833) on :
If you move fast, Ralphie might propose to you. That would put any man in a good mood.
Posted by Ralphie (Member # 1565) on :
Nathan - Start a Ralphie tribute thread. It always does wonders for putting me in a good mood.
Otherwise, I have no clue.
Posted by T_Smith (Member # 3734) on :
::starts laughing::
My mom just informed me that I was screaming at her when I woke up this morning. Apparently, I wanted the numbers for kindergarten. When she replied that she didn't know what I was talking about, she said I screamed at her and just started rambling about how I wasn't asleep and that she needed to get the numbers for the kindergarten, "you know, the ones that are on the phone."
I can't remember this, though, but she said I was pretty upset. I apologized, and we both laughed at me.
Posted by Ralphie (Member # 1565) on :
Actually, I've worked all night to finish my latest Jack Chick parody. If you find them at all funny, I'll make sure to finish it even quicker in your behalf, sweetie.
(But I'd really think seriously about that tribute thread. Cause Ralphie's for the children.)
edit after Nathan's early-morning anecdote:
[ September 05, 2003, 10:15 AM: Message edited by: Ralphie ]
Posted by Kayla (Member # 2403) on :
Hey, I can't even pull off cool and you want extra cool?!?
[ September 05, 2003, 10:22 AM: Message edited by: Kayla ]
Posted by Kayla (Member # 2403) on :
Mrs. Day's dishwasher quit working so she calls a repairman. Since she has to go to work the next day, she tells him, "I'll leave the key under the mat. Fix the dish-washer, leave the bill on the counter, and I'll mail you the check. Oh, by the way, don't worry about my Bull Dog; he won't bother you. But, whatever you do, DO NOT, under ANY circumstances, talk to my parrot!"
When the repairman arrives at Mrs. Day's apartment the next day, he discovers the biggest and meanest Bull Dog he has ever seen. But just as she said, the dog just lay there on the carpet watching the repairman go about his business.
The Parrot, however, drove him nuts the whole time with his incessant yelling, cursing, and name-calling. Finally the repairman couldn't contain himself any longer and yelled, "Shut up, you stupid ugly bird!"
To which the parrot replied, "Get him, Spike!"
Posted by T_Smith (Member # 3734) on :
Ok, fine... be extra "you" today.
I'm going to be expecting 2x as many links today, Kayla. Posted by Annie (Member # 295) on :
So these two sodium atoms are walking down the street. One stumbles and takes a nasty spill. His friend hurries to help him up.
"Are you OK, man?" "I think so.. oh no! I lost an electron!" he answers, panicked. "Are you sure?" his friend replies. "Yeah! I'm positive!"
Posted by Vána (Member # 3262) on :
*sings enthusiastically*
We love you, T_Smith, Oh yes we do! We love you, T_Smith, And we'll be true! When you're not with us, We're blue! Oohh, T_Smith, we love you!
*cheers*
Posted by Amka (Member # 690) on :
Hey T man,
There is extra cool Return of the King line party stuff this year. I'm on the committee. If ya want, I'll put you on my list of people to get a ticket for when they go on sale.
Utah folks, start planning now for Hatrack LOTR goodness in Salt Lake, Tuesday December 16, or we could split it up into December 8 for Extended FOTR, December 15 for Extended TTT, and then the 16th evening for ROTK. There will only be about 100 theaters that carry this, and one will be in Salt Lake.
Something you could do to take your mind off things. Go up to Ensign Peak and take the little mile or so hike to the very top. Quiet, beautiful and usually secluded place.
Okay, this is something I would do, but go to the basement of Sam Wellers. If they'd let food in, I would have had 'Breakfast at Sams'. Well, actually, I did eat outside looking at the displays of books, and then go inside.
There is actually a lot downtown that is cool. It is fun just to watch people around the bus stops. Now they are TRAX stops, but that just means there are actually more people. I used to enjoy hanging out there when I went to the U.
[ September 05, 2003, 10:46 AM: Message edited by: Amka ]
Posted by T. Analog Kid (Member # 381) on :
<grabs T, looks longingly at him-- the way Sam looks at Frodo>
It's not exactly cool, I guess, but seeing as I've been limiting myself to handshakes with you, I thought I'd go ahead and give in...
Posted by * (Member # 4842) on :
::presents wrapped package containing one pair of wonderfully orange tights::
*grin*
Posted by Ryuko (Member # 5125) on :
(does a jig for T's amusement)
Did that help?
Posted by PSI Teleport (Member # 5545) on :
Hey T,
I talk in my sleep too, to the point of getting up and doing things that I don't remember doing. The worst thing is that when someone wakes me up, I get really irrational and refuse to admit I've been sleeping, and I turn into a jerk and start telling people they're stupid, and I've even smacked my husband once or twice. Luckily, he just thinks it's funny. Once when I was a kid, I woke up with no clothes on, and I didn't know what happened to them! I found them in the hamper, and then I vaguely remembered dreaming that I had spilled milk on myself and it was souring. I must have taken them off without waking up. Posted by Amka (Member # 690) on :
Once I apparently went into my parents room, opened their drawers and started throwing all the clothes out. My dad picked me up, put me back in bed. Then I woke up and came back into my mom and dad's room complaining that I'd had a wierd dream. They agreed.
Posted by Morbo (Member # 5309) on :
Good parrot joke, Kayla.
In the 9th grade I would sometimes get up and get dressed for school--at about 3 AM. Then I'd sit on the sofa and stare at the wall like a brainless zombie for hours. Luckily, I stopped doing that.
Posted by Dan_raven (Member # 3383) on :
My brother had the most annoying habit of any sleeptalker. In the middle of the night he would call out my name. When I would answer, sure that there was some emergency, he would mumble some reply, and then not answer me again.
I couldn't even tell what he was dreaming about. Frustrating.
Posted by celia60 (Member # 2039) on :
*chucks an orange in the general direction of utah*
there, as long as it doesn't hit you in the head, that should work.
Posted by Ryuko (Member # 5125) on :
My mom used to do that a lot. Get up at 1 AM and start getting ready for work. The whole bit, clothes, shower, and then my dad would wake up and say, "GO BACK TO BED!!" She'd wake up for real and then get back in bed. LOL...
Posted by Professor Funk (Member # 5608) on :
I've been known to wake up 3 or 4 times a night because I have to brush my teeth. And then I wonder why I always run out of toothpaste so quickly.
Posted by PSI Teleport (Member # 5545) on :
I've woken up that if I didn't eat right away, I would die of starvation. So I sleep walk into the kitchen and eat like half a loaf of bread. (Good thing I have good metabolism.)
My husband "wakes up" in the middle of the night and starts kissing me (with yucky breath!) until I start to think he's actually interested, then he rolls over and forgets he ever did it. He'd better be dreaming about me!
Posted by Professor Funk (Member # 5608) on :
Does anyone else ever wake up the morning with an extremely overactive sense of smell? This only happens early morning when I'm still half asleep and it's intense. If something is cooking, like a turkey in a crockpot or sausage, it's so strong that it makes my eyes water.
Posted by Gluttony (Member # 4814) on :
Maybe you'd feel better if you ate something.
Posted by T_Smith (Member # 3734) on :
Amka, did you just make a shameless plug for LotR's? Cool.
I took my sister out for lunch today (the silly girl had no money. Luckily, I love her). I thought that sitting and waiting for her in the High School would make me miss it, but for the first time in a long time I realized just how ugly and stupid the High School is. People are too social there, too loud and crowded, and the building is hot and has dim lights. I don't miss high school at all. I miss some friends, but oh well, high school is ugly.
Had some good food, though for lunch.
Posted by T_Smith (Member # 3734) on :
Pornography is ugly and makes me uncomfortable. When printing it up, I felt sick, sad, alone, and couldn't help but squirm and cry. I feel like I deserve to be hated, even though this isn't my fault. Porn has that effect, I guess.
If anyone has an addiction, stop. Please stop, especially if you have, or plan to have kids. Not saying that anyone here does, but this really squicks me out. So if you have any feelings for me, or people like me, don't go there, don't get addicted. You may not know what effect it has on other people.
Posted by celia60 (Member # 2039) on :
Baby steps, dear. And I'm standing right behind you, not letting you walk back down the ladder.
Posted by T. Analog Kid (Member # 381) on :
(((T_Smith)))
Posted by Ryuko (Member # 5125) on :
What if it's a hatrack addiction? I'm torn between two loyalties.
Also: (((((((Nate))))))) Good luck. Be strong. We're all behind you.
[ September 05, 2003, 04:10 PM: Message edited by: Ryuko ]
Posted by Toni (Member # 5620) on :
::makes exception and actually hugs Nathan::
Posted by saxon75 (Member # 4589) on :
(((((Nathan)))))
Hang in there, buddy.
Posted by T_Smith (Member # 3734) on :
Ryuko, I was actually exclusively talking about a porn/sex addiction.
Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :
((((T))))
No doubt. It's almost scary to me how much the prophet yells at the guys every six months dur ng the Priesthood session of Conference, because that means its a big problem. You're not alone in this, but that doesn't mean it isn't real and a problem. *hug*
Posted by Toretha (Member # 2233) on :
((((((T)))))
as for the doing things in your sleep-sticker goddess once wrote mom a mini-essay note about some writer and how he had integrity, even though he was a bigot, the denied ever having written it the next day
Posted by Ryuko (Member # 5125) on :
I assumed so, T, but I was trying to fulfill my obligation to amuse you.
(Failed)
Posted by Amka (Member # 690) on :
Hey, Nathan. If you ever need something, you know you can come over here and veg in the evenings. Don't need to wait for a scheduled LAN party if you feel the need to shoot things.
Posted by Vána (Member # 3262) on :
*big hugs to T*
I know you're strong - I know you'll be fine. I hope it doesn't take too long to get there.
Posted by rivka (Member # 4859) on :
Eep! I can't be funny under pressure!
But I can do this ((((((((((Nathan))))))))))
Posted by Annie (Member # 295) on :
This is my favorite good-mood-maker
Posted by Dragon (Member # 3670) on :
((((((((((Nathan)))))))))) Posted by xnera (Member # 187) on :
{{{{Nathan}}}}
Want to laugh? Read some Richard Lederer. Especially The World According to Student Bloopers. I've read it many times, and it never fails to reduce me to massive giggles.
Posted by ak (Member # 90) on :
<<<<<T>>>>>>
Posted by Leonide (Member # 4157) on :
Nathan, drop me a line sometime. Email's in my profile. I went through almost this same thing a few years ago before my parents got separated. The worst part of our respective situations is that we, the children, both "found out" our fathers. The tragedy is that we had to be the ones to decide what to do about it.
Posted by kwsni (Member # 1831) on :
::hugs bro::
I dunno what you're doing tonight, but i hope it goes as well as it can.
Ni!
Posted by Da_Goat (Member # 5529) on :
Here's a full-proof method to feeling good:
First, do you want to get happy quickly, or slowly? If slowly, please scroll down to The Slow Way. If you're one of those that want to be happy quickly (or at least quicker), please read on.
The Fast Way
1st: Listen to Led Zepplin's "Stairway to Heaven." During the relatively short period of time, this song will catapult you into a variety of different emotions, so you won't feel obligated to feel any of them again.
2nd: Go to the store and get a "Monster" Energy Drink (trust me, Monster doesn't have anything on Red Bull) for a great, artificial adrenaline rush.
3rd: Do something fulfilling. Write a poem, clean your house, do more homework than you were assigned, etc. And, while you do this, listen to a fast-paced classical artist, if you can find one. If not, listen to a fast-paced rock instrumental, maybe something by Dream Theater.
4th: Read a Roald Dahl or Douglas Adams book. They're silly enough to make you laugh.
The Slow Way
1st: Listen to "The Odyssey" by Symphony X. This will do everything that Stairway to Heave does, but moreso.
2nd: Go exercise. I find playing basketball to be the best exercise to get an adrenaline rush from.
Do steps 3 and 4 in The Fast Way.
If you really want to be giggly, mix the two methods and do them all more than once (except for drinking a Monster. One is quite enough.)
Well, that works for me, anyway.
Posted by Zotto! (Member # 4689) on :
So this morning I woke up, jumped out of bed, tripped over my guitars, and fell over.
It's really more pathetic than amusing, but I'll do whatever it takes to bring good cheer back to T_Smith: Revolutionary Cool Guy.
(((Nate))) Hang in there, buddy.
Posted by Zotto! (Member # 4689) on :
Y'know, my best friend IRL is named Nathan, and my last name is Orbe-Smith. Weeeeeeeird connections abound. Or pretty meaningless ones, take your pick. Posted by celia60 (Member # 2039) on :
(((Nathan)))
Posted by T_Smith (Member # 3734) on :
For those concerned:
After I got home from trying to get my car set up, and posting about it, my mom informed me that my dad had to go on a scout campout since he's in the bishopric. I can't tell if I'm relieved or ticked off because of that.
So after that, my friend called and invited me up to play Ultimate Frisbee. I realized that even though I am pretty skinny, I am pretty out of shape. We then went and got ice cream. After that, it was our plan to go up to one of the girls house and watch a movie. I took my friend Alex. We were going up the hill when my car suddenly went slow, putted around a bit, and died in the exact same place my old car did once.
And thats where I met some of the most decent people in a long tine. First, the wife/mother came out, asking if we needed help and that her husband was a mechanic. She also asked if we wanted some pizza, that was on the way. Her husband came out, she gave us the phone, her husband took a look at it, told me I could leave it over night here, and to come back in the morning and he'll help me out.
My friend called our friends. They invited us in the house, and like I said before, they are some decent human beings. I'm going to have to do something nice for them. The girls never did show up to their house, so we (me, my friend, and 2 other guys) went to Alex's house.
We played smash brothers melee until 3 o clock in the morning and fell asleep on his couch.
Went back up to the guys house, he said that it was probably a gas filter problem, or that it could be we are low on gas and we were on a steep hill. We put some gas in it, and it started back up. The thing is, is that the gas gauge didn't hit E yet. Sure, it was close to, but hey...
Anyway, looks like I have to wait until my next day off.
Posted by Ryuko (Member # 5125) on :
(((((Nate)))))
Don't know if that's good or bad, but at the very least, you got pizza and a reaffirmation of the kindness of strangers.
Posted by odouls268 (Member # 2145) on :
poop.
admit it.
poop is a funny word.
POOP.
Posted by celia60 (Member # 2039) on :
you should really stop driving on that street.
Posted by T_Smith (Member # 3734) on :
Someday I'll take a picture of that street, and photoshop the little invisable demons that attack my car in the picture.
Posted by Toni (Member # 5620) on :
(Nevermind. )
[ September 07, 2003, 02:49 AM: Message edited by: Toni ]
Posted by Jon Boy (Member # 4284) on :
When going uphill, gas gauges actually read a little higher, and when going downhill, they read lower. (At least, that's the way it works on my car, because the gauge is in the back end of the tank, which is where it would be on your car, too.) Also, I had another car where one-quarter actually meant empty because the gauge was off.
Posted by Amka (Member # 690) on :
Wanna hear a horror "I ran out of gas" story?
Ask Kat. She is a witness to my stupidity. Oh, this should go in the stupidity thread, except no one was actually endangered by it.
So first, I get a ticket in the BYU parking lot. Then I got "Lost In Provooohh", a place that we all know is out of this world. When I finally made my way back to the road that will get me onto the freeway, I know I'm running low on gas. But I have, apparently, 1/8 of a tank left. I figure I stop at the gas station that is just before the freeway onramp, which happened to be the only one that I knew the location of.
At the intersection just before the gas station, the car dies. It is out of gas. For just a few moments, I think I can coast it there (it is downhill), but then I realize the breaks are really not working well without the engine working, the hill has a decent gradient, and there is a sharp turn I have to make to get into the gas station, so I pulled over. Katie gets out. I get out. With door open, I have a vague feeling something is missing. I check in the car. Have my purse, my cell phone... everything is A-Okay. Lock and shut the door. Ooops, it was the lights I left on. Go to open car to turn the lights off, and find that it was my keys that I'd left in the car.
Quick summary: The car is without gas, the headlights are on, and the keys are locked in the car. Oh, and I got a parking ticket too.
Oh, and this was right after an OSC signing, which is why I had Katerina with me. Still sorry I got you home so late, Katie.
But we had a very good friend who drove up from Salt Lake, an hour long drive, to bring a gas can and open the car.
Posted by fugu13 (Member # 2859) on :
Amka: you have power assisted brakes. They still work fine without the engine, you just need to press harder to get them to work.
Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :
Amka, I had a great time that day, and I think it is a wonderful story. I totally didn't mind, and it actually made me feel better about some of the things I do when I'm not paying attention.
Two years later, in remembering the event, I had actually forgotten about running out of gas. It was the first time I had met OSC, and I was so dizzy with hero-worship I honestly hardly noticed what was going on around me. What, we're stopped? We're walking home? Really? Oh, I'm fine. *wanders dreamily into traffic* Posted by Amka (Member # 690) on :
Actually, the upshot of it WAS the hour we got to gab.
fugu - husband said the breaks should have worked too. And I've coasted other power steering and break cars too, but something else must have been wrong. Low on fluid, maybe. When the brake pedal is hitting the floor and you are barely slowing down, and it takes all of your strength to stop with the parking brake, it isn't a good idea to continue down a hill that gets only steeper.
[ September 08, 2003, 11:35 AM: Message edited by: Amka ]
Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :
*hug* Thanks for the link. I had such a good time that day. It was so much fun!
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Thanks.
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I'm torn between two loyalties.![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
((((((((((Nathan))))))))))
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