NationStates Jolt Archive

Why does the easy always turn into the difficult? The light socket in the laundry room was bad. It is held in place by two screws, and then there are a couple of screws to connect the wires to the terminals. Get out the ladder and screwdrivers then climb ladder, unscrew the two screws, pull old socket down, and disconnect wires. (Yes, the switch was off.)

Go to connect wires to new socket and holler for wife to get flashlight. Connect wires to new socket and the fun starts. I can’t get the screws that hold the socket in place to line up. I try everything then realize I have to knock out two plugs to use the inner holes, as the outer holes won’t line up with the screw holes in the electrical box in the ceiling.

Disconnect wires, climb down, go to garage, knock out holes, climb ladder, connect wires, and fight for 20 minutes to get the holes in the socket to line up with the screw holes in the electrical box. Yea, got one screw started and the white wire pops of the terminal. Damn! Remove screw, reattach white wire, and fight another 15 minutes to get the screws through the light socket and into the holes in the box. Arms are now tired, legs are now tired, and I am frustrated.

Time to rest. Go to office, get out beer, and write a post on NS about the O’Reilly vs. Letterman thing. About 10 minutes later, head back to laundry room, climb ladder, and bingo; the holes line up and I’m done in about 2 minutes. Climb down from ladder, fold it up, turn on light switch and …..Viola…it works.

Why isn’t life simple? Why the hell wouldn’t the screws line up the first time? Sometime I’ll tell you the story of the toilet. A simple 30-minute job turned into an eight hour, five trips to the hardware store job. Why isn’t life simple?

So, what is your sad story?
:(

Hey, look at it this way: at least it turned on in the end.

One (sort-of) word: NullPointerException :mad: :mad:

Well, something very hard that could've been easy was learning Arabic.

I'm still learning, but when I first started learning I thought I was an idiot. I almost gave up, but it turned out that the program sucked. Now, I'm learning the language so easily.

Such an easy language made hard.

I have two sad stories that everyone is sick of hearing. One is about having to watch a very pedestrian singer butcher the role that should have been mine, and the other is realising that I will probably never meet any guy who is attracted to me. I thought I had, I really thought I had. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid TC!

With a name like Terrorist Cakes, she has to be good!

I have two sad stories that everyone is sick of hearing. One is about having to watch a very pedestrian singer butcher the role that should have been mine, and the other is realising that I will probably never meet any guy who is attracted to me. I thought I had, I really thought I had. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid TC!

:fluffle: There are millions of other men out there and you will meet another one who will be attracted to you. Here, have a cookie. ;)

Here, have a cookie. ;)

I'll take it if she doesn't want it...

I'd tell you, but I'm in no mood to depress people. Though I may hang around and thieve some cookies >.> <.<

I'll take it if she doesn't want it...

No, I definately want it. Although I probably shouldn't take it, since I ate six cupcakes last night, out of sheer misery. That's what happens when your friend tells you several horrid things about the guy you like, and then drags you out to a party. (I'm not fat, I swear!)

:fluffle: There are millions of other men out there and you will meet another one who will be attracted to you. Here, have a cookie. ;)

I can dream, but seventeen years of lonliness has banished all my hope. Thanks for the cookie. :(

I can dream, but seventeen years of lonliness has banished all my hope. Thanks for the cookie. :(
A girl like you should not stay
Lonely for so
Long. It's the
Men at fault here,
Rather than
You.

My story is that after a day of boredom fuelled by illness, I return to nationstates. Sad indeed.

My sad story? My faithful Black & Decker coffeemaker died last night. I had to bring a filter-cup full of fresh-ground beans across the street to a kind neighbour to brew up a dozen cups or so - which I then ferried back over here in a plastic jug.

I tried fussing with the dear old thing for a while this morning, then relented and replaced it with this:

http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j315/crashcow/NSG/maker.jpg

I'm happily drinking some fresh hot joe right now, while I type this.

My story is that after a day of boredom fuelled by illness, I return to nationstates. Sad indeed.

Fass! What? Is the apocalypse coming?

My sad story? My faithful Black & Decker coffeemaker died last night. I had to bring a filter-cup full of fresh-ground beans across the street to a kind neighbour to brew up a dozen cups or so - which I then ferried back over here in a plastic jug.

Coffee from a machine is the bigger sadness there.

I can dream, but seventeen years of lonliness has banished all my hope. Thanks for the cookie. :(

You mean you're only seventeen and you've given up??

Fass! What? Is the apocalypse coming?

Here's hoping.

My story is that after a day of boredom fuelled by illness, I return to nationstates. Sad indeed.

I find it extremely difficult to believe you're Fass. He would capitalise properly, for a start.

the other is realising that I will probably never meet any guy who is attracted to me.

That's how I feel, except I'm happy about it. I don't want anyone to feel attracted to me.

No, I definately want it. Although I probably shouldn't take it, since I ate six cupcakes last night, out of sheer misery. That's what happens when your friend tells you several horrid things about the guy you like, and then drags you out to a party. (I'm not fat, I swear!)

lol, that attitude makes me think you see yourself as fat.

Coffee from a machine is the bigger sadness there.

As opposed to what, Fass? Wringing hot water and coffeegrounds through a cheesecloth held over a coffee cup?

A girl like you should not stay
Lonely for so
Long. It's the
Men at fault here,
Rather than
You.

lol, that poetry thread is going to have you write in poems all the time :P

I find it extremely difficult to believe you're Fass. He would capitalise properly, for a start.

Can the insolence. I never capitalised nationstates, seeing as the word should have been two words from the get go. Any semblance of grammatical accuracy would thus be futile.

You mean you're only seventeen and you've given up??

Only seventeen? That's a long time to go without a guy showing some kind of interest in me. And I'm not giving up, because I never do. I just found out that the guy I like is a total jerk, and, as that is not enough to put me off, also that he thinks he loves his ex, whom he cheated on, etc, etc. Maybe I should have taken him seriously when he called me a "waste of skin," and said my only purpose in life was to keep him amused. Like I said, Stupid, Stupid, Stupid TC!

As opposed to what, Fass? Wringing hot water and coffeegrounds through a cheesecloth held over a coffee cup?

Do you not understand?Neither do I

As opposed to what, Fass? Wringing hot water and coffeegrounds through a cheesecloth held over a coffee cup?

Well, grinding it yourself and putting it directly into the water is what I had in mind. You haven't had coffee until you've had a mouthful of sedimented grounds.

Can the insolence. I never capitalised nationstates, seeing as the word should have been two words from the get go. Any semblance of grammatical accuracy would thus be futile.

Yeah, you're not convincing me. Your name is too obvious as well, and you're trying to make a grand entrance, which isn't really Fass.

I'll reserve judgement for now.

Only seventeen? That's a long time to go without a guy showing some kind of interest in me. And I'm not giving up, because I never do. I just found out that the guy I like is a total jerk, and, as that is not enough to put me off, also that he thinks he loves his ex, whom he cheated on, etc, etc. Maybe I should have taken him seriously when he called me a "waste of skin," and said my only purpose in life was to keep him amused. Like I said, Stupid, Stupid, Stupid TC!

Don't worry about it. Flirt your head off and you'll get someone.

People like that you're going to see 2 years from now working at a McDonalds.

Do you not understand?Neither do I

Apparently not.

1) coffee beans.

2) ?

3) cup of coffee.

There's usually some form of instrumentality at work between 1) and 3). What else is there, telekinesis? Wishful thinking? What?

Elucidate. This is coffee, not state secrets.

lol, that poetry thread is going to have you write in poems all the time :P
A poem being
What it is, I'll
Agree on this. I'd rather not
Spam this up,
Nevertheless.

Well, grinding it yourself and putting it directly into the water is what I had in mind. You haven't had coffee until you've had a mouthful of sedimented grounds.

I grind it myself. There's nothing shameful or scandalous about using an auto-drip.

Yeah, you're not convincing me.

http://www.freesmileys.org/emo/sad021.gif

Your name is too obvious as well, and you're trying to make a grand entrance, which isn't really Fass.

With Baguetten I endured weeks of annoying telegrams of "Are you really Fass? Really, really?" This time around, I'll save myself the time from having to deal with it.

I'll reserve judgement for now.

I shan't be holding my breath for your approval. Not that you should have thought anything else.

I grind it myself. There's nothing shameful or scandalous about using an auto-drip.

I can see why it would be easy to think so, I do, alas, I cannot share the sentiment.

Yeah, you're not convincing me. Your name is too obvious as well, and you're trying to make a grand entrance, which isn't really Fass.

I'll reserve judgement for now.

We need to test him somehow. Anybody know all of Fass's political beliefs well enough to do it?

So, what is your sad story?
:(

I guess it's sad that I used to get nauseous around people. Now I don't, although they're still kind of scary. I'm glad that I don't now, anyway, and I'm glad that no one has ever been attracted to me.:)

http://www.freesmileys.org/emo/sad021.gif
A smiley, too. You really must be ill.

With Baguetten I endured weeks of annoying telegrams of "Are you really Fass? Really, really?" This time around, I'll save myself the time from having to deal with it.
You're naive if you think that won't happen with a name like this. In fact, I expect it will happen more, as even the most stupid of posters can see a link between the two names.

I shan't be holding my breath for your approval. Not that you should have thought anything else.
I know you crave it really.

We need to test him somehow. Anybody know all of Fass's political beliefs well enough to do it?

Shag men, don't kill, hate God. Pretty simple.

Shag men, don't kill, hate God. Pretty simple.

It's hard to hate something that doesn't exist, but you're pretty much right about the rest of it. Guillotine for the Swedish royal family excluded, of course.

As opposed to what, Fass? Wringing hot water and coffeegrounds through a cheesecloth held over a coffee cup?

Real coffee. Put grounds in a metal pot, add water, boil over campfire, pour into cup with great caution, drink, choke on grounds.

A smiley, too. You really must be ill.

I'm just waiting for Sowibi and WYTYG to show up, because I know it annoys them when I use that particular smiley.

You're naive if you think that won't happen with a name like this. In fact, I expect it will happen more, as even the most stupid of posters can see a link between the two names.

Perchance, but it's worth wagering on.

I know you crave it really.

I don't recall the things you claim to know as being consequential.

We need to test him somehow. Anybody know all of Fass's political beliefs well enough to do it?

The real Fass thinks GWB is the second best US President. Ronal Reagan, he says is #1.

ok heres my sad story.

it was the second week of august this year. i had gone into town to do laundry. as i was leaing walmart, i realized that while it was dry in town, it was raining like hell on the mountain--time for me to get home while i could.

it was raining on the highway and raining even harder on the tiny twisty road i take to get to the bridge over the rio grande. my house is at the end of a one mile long dirt "road". i quickly realized that there was no way i would make it down the road to my house, i would be stuck somewhere on that one mile of mud.

smart girl that i am, i turned around in someones driveway well before i got to the floody part of the twisty road that i was on (the part where the west side is steep hill and the east side is the irrigation ditch, no guard rails, no shoulders). as soon as i turned around i realized that i had a flat tire. i pulled into the next yard up, keeping the car out of their actual drive in case they came home while i was there. there are no hills behind this house. this was not the floody part of the road.

after a while i realized i was in a spot where the water was flowing. i tried to move the car up a bit out of the water. the car wouldnt move.

it rained like hell until i had to be rescued by a kind man in a truck. my car was flooded up to the middle of the driver's side door.

one month later, the insurance company decided that the car was totalled.

duh.

i always wondered how people are stupid enough to get caught in a flash flood. now i know.

--snipping is caring--
i always wondered how people are stupid enough to get caught in a flash flood. now i know.

Bummer. I hope the insurance company is covering it.

ok heres my sad story.

Here are five cookies for you. Oh, and a glass of milk. :fluffle: Did you ever consider moving to a place that has paved roads, or using a horse for transportation?

Bummer. I hope the insurance company is covering it.

i was astounded when the insurance paid me full value for my car. i was able to replace it with the current model of the same car and not be out any extra money except that now i have 5 years to pay it off instead of 3.

has it started snowing in sweden yet? we had some snow in northern new mexico 2 days ago.

I'm just waiting for Sowibi and WYTYG to show up, because I know it annoys them when I use that particular smiley.
Ah, but no, in fact I consider that smiley your most endearing quality.
I even stole it and called it "Sad Smiley Fass" in my bookmarks, so there.

Seriously though - I go a way for a couple days and come back to Fass posting again? And to think I sent you a sappy Farewell TG not even 2 months ago. Next time there will be none of that, buster.

i was astounded when the insurance paid me full value for my car. i was able to replace it with the current model of the same car and not be out any extra money except that now i have 5 years to pay it off instead of 3.

Yay! I am assuming that the extended credit is better. Falsely so?

has it started snowing in sweden yet? we had some snow in northern new mexico 2 days ago.

In the north and middle parts of the country, it has. I live a bit more to the South and have been spared so far. It's expected to snow here tomorrow and early next week, though.

Here are five cookies for you. Oh, and a glass of milk. :fluffle: Did you ever consider moving to a place that has paved roads, or using a horse for transportation?

thank you!

roads are so overrated. when you live on a paved road you never spin out in the mud. your vehicle never looks like a refugee from a chevy truck commercial.

Ah, but no, in fact I consider that smiley your most endearing quality. I even stole it and called it "Sad Smiley Fass" in my bookmarks, so there.

Now who's trying to withdraw an elk this time, missy?

Seriously though - I go a way for a couple days and come back to Fass posting again? And to think I sent you a sappy Farewell TG not even 2 months ago. Next time there will be none of that, buster.

Suits you right, since I never said I'd be gone forever. Just until I had less time constraints. Those have not changed, but I am ill and it's either this or wallowing in self-pity. I'd like to see if I can combine the two.

Now who's trying to withdraw an elk this time, missy?
...

I have no idea what you just said.



it's either this or wallowing in self-pity. I'd like to see if I can combine the two.
Oh, I'm confident in your abilities in that regard. :p

Yay! I am assuming that the extended credit is better. Falsely so?



In the north and middle parts of the country, it has. I live a bit more to the South and have been spared so far. It's expected to snow here tomorrow and early next week, though.

its.... similar... we're glad to not have to pay money out of pocket just to get back on the road again.

I have no idea what you just said

*ponders if it's worth it reminding you of the elk image in the football thread and opening that can of worms just to run the reference home*

Oh, I'm confident in your abilities in that regard. :p

As well I am.

its.... similar... we're glad to not have to pay money out of pocket just to get back on the road again.

Roads are overrated. My car was in the shop this entire week and I rediscovered the joys of public transport... aww, shoot, I couldn't write it with a straight face, but, then again, what else is new?

*ponders if it's worth it reminding you of the elk image in the football thread and opening that can of worms just to run the reference home*

Aha. Turns out I knew what you were talking about after all. The comparison doesn't hold up, though, because I can't for the life of me remember when I would ever have said anything bad about that heartbreaking smiley.

I do, however, much appreciate your long overdue official admission of your football slip-up. :p

Aha. Turns out I knew what you were talking about after all. The comparison doesn't hold up, though, because I can't for the life of me remember when I would ever have said anything bad about that heartbreaking smiley.

I do, however, much appreciate your long overdue official admission of your football slip-up. :p

See, that's why the comparison is oh, so apt. I am as much at fault in the case of the elk as you are in the case of the sad smiley. Think about it.

See, that's why the comparison is oh, so apt. I am as much at fault in the case of the elk as you are in the case of the sad smiley. Think about it.

I did. And look what I remembered: Now who's trying to withdraw an elk this time, missy? :p *pats*

Goodnight now. Hope you'll feel better soon, if only to keep you from whining at us.

I did. And look what I remembered: :p *pats*

As usual, you leave me unimpeded.

Goodnight now. Hope you'll feel better soon, if only to keep you from whining at us.

Thank you. I've already had the maximum dosage of ibuprofen for today and I still feel like crap, so don't count your weasels.

Thank you. I've already had the maximum dosage of ibuprofen for today and I still feel like crap, so don't count your weasels.

What's wrong with you, then?

erm.... my life consists of taking the easy route.....

Anyhoo, on a brighter note, I got a university offer. Despite only submitting my form on the 10th, I have a conditional offer to read history at UEA. Not great, but at least its insurance.:)

What's wrong with you, then?

Plenty of things, but for this affliction, I find an audio example serves best. (http://goto.glocalnet.net/fass1/cold.mp3)

Plenty of things, but for this affliction, I find an audio example serves best. (http://goto.glocalnet.net/fass1/cold.mp3)

I was actually going to give you the benefit of the doubt after seeing your Skype name, but I'm glad you still felt the need to prove it.

Don't let all these people falling over themselves to welcome you back go to your head, though.

Glad to see you back.

I was actually going to give you the benefit of the doubt after seeing your Skype name, but I'm glad you still felt the need to prove it.

It will hopefully make the telegrams stop. Already had two. :\

Don't let all these people falling over themselves to welcome you back go to your head, though.

As long as they give it.

Glad to see you back.

Aww. Now, let's let this thread get back on track.

It will hopefully make the telegrams stop. Already had two. :\
I'm curious as to what people would expect you to say if you were faking it. "Yeah, I'm trying to show you're all gullible idiots, don't tell anyone."

As long as they give it.
Now, now. You've only been back an hour; you don't want to get yourself deleted again.

Aww. Now, let's let this thread get back on track.
That's as good as it gets from me. I shall say it only once.

The thread can resume complaining about life again as soon as it so desires.

Only seventeen? That's a long time to go without a guy showing some kind of interest in me.

Emo much? Some people have real problems you know.

Emo much? Some people have real problems you know.

Problems are relative. Hers are equally as relevant as yours.

I just got back from the gym. The funny (and kind of pathetic) thing is that not only do I lift the weights, but as soon as I stop pulling on them, (it's the kind of weight machine with a bar that you pull down) they left my feet mostly off the ground, and that's with only 12 pounds (lowest possible for that machine.)

I also wish that I could weigh enough to give blood, but I don't. I weighed myself at the gym, too, and I only weigh about 105 pounds.:(

I also wish that I could weigh enough to give blood, but I don't. I weighed myself at the gym, too, and I only weigh about 105 pounds.:(

I used to give blood. It's not all it's cracked up to be, and it doesn't make you a better person.

Problems are relative. Hers are equally as relevant as yours.

I never said I have real problems. I said some people do. I have no real problems and I appreciate it.

I never said I have real problems. I said some people do. I have no real problems and I appreciate it.

Then this thread should be of no service to such a happy-go-lucky person such as yourself. Off we see you go, now?

I used to give blood. It's not all it's cracked up to be, and it doesn't make you a better person.

I know, but I'd like to weigh enough to have the option if I wanted to give blood. When I hear people at my school talking about giving blood, and I talk to them about it, people seem shocked when they find out that I don't weigh enough, because there's a minimum weight requirement of 110 and I guess that doesn't affect too many people at my school who are old enough to give blood.

I know, but I'd like to weigh enough to have the option if I wanted to give blood. When I hear people at my school talking about giving blood, and I talk to them about it, people seem shocked when they find out that I don't weigh enough, because there's a minimum weight requirement of 110 and I guess that doesn't affect too many people at my school who are old enough to give blood.

Peer pressure. Oh, the teen angst. You can console yourself with the fact that most blood drives are homophobic and you can use that as an excuse for not giving blood. Now, that would make you a better person.

Peer pressure. Oh, the teen angst. You can console yourself with the fact that most blood drives are homophobic and you can use that as an excuse for not giving blood. Now, that would make you a better person.

I have heard that about the blood drives. That sounds very unfair of them.

Then this thread should be of no service to such a happy-go-lucky person such as yourself. Off we see you go, now?

I don't really think any of NationStates is "of service" to me. "Happy-go-lucky" is hardly how I'd describe myself, but I think I'll take your advice and leave the thread after this post.

@Terrorist Cakes - sorry for being harsh, but it irks me somewhat when people make a big deal out of small problems. Just imagine what it's like for seventeen year olds in parts of the developing world, with all the shit they have. I don't know if that will console you or not, just trying to give some perspective.

I have heard that about the blood drives. That sounds very unfair of them.

See, you're already coming along fighting the heterosexist orthodoxy just splendidly! :)

See, you're already coming along fighting the hetero orthodoxy just splendidly! :)

:)

I do hate it how in psychology after spending a while learning about what guys want in girls and what girls want in guys according to evolutionary psychology, and then when someone asks about homosexuality, the teacher acts like he was trying to avoid talking about it at all. And then when I asked after class about people who aren't attracted to people of either sex, he suggested that it's probably a hormone imbalance. That made me kind of angry, because I don't think that there's anything wrong with me.:(

:)

I do hate it how in psychology after spending a while learning about what guys want in girls and what girls want in guys according to evolutionary psychology, and then when someone asks about homosexuality, the teacher acts like he was trying to avoid talking about it at all. And then when I asked after class about people who aren't attracted to people of either sex, he suggested that it's probably a hormone imbalance. That made me kind of angry, because I don't think that there's anything wrong with me.:(

There is nothing wrong with you. Everything is wrong with your teacher, and people like him.

So, what is your sad story? I've had similar aggravation lately!

The other day I was trying to figure out why my site wasn't making sales well enough, even though it looks good and has stuff people are interested in buying...

On a fluke, I noticed that, in IE, the SSL Lock on the shopping cart was going away right about as the page finished loading. So it wasn't looking like a secure connection. Obviously that's no good for sales, since without the lock it looks phishy, plus if someone has their security settings turned up it blasts a warning about "secure and insecure elements" at the user!

After driving away the mental images of money flying away, I think, "no problem from a technological standpoint, that just means there's an image coming from the regular part of the site (http). I'll just switch it for one from the https area and I'll be all set." That should be about a 3-minute job if that.

So I find the offending image and change the code to pull it from the proper location.
And it...doesn't!

After about an hour of fighting with the thing I realize that stupid Dreamweaver hadn't updated the timestamp on the fixed file, so when I uploaded the fix, the server was just ignoring it since it "thought" it was just an exact copy of the same old file!! GRRRRR

Once I forced it to change the timestamp, it worked as it should have all along.

It definitely qualifies for the "it should have been simple!" category!

There is nothing wrong with you. Everything is wrong with your teacher, and people like him.

Thank you. :)

He's a good teacher most of the time, but that time I was really upset. I was almost crying.

Thank you. :)

He's a good teacher most of the time, but that time I was really upset. I was almost crying.

Part of growing up is learning how to make them cry. Have hope - it really does get a lot easier the older you get.

Part of growing up is learning how to make them cry. Have hope - it really does get a lot easier the older you get.

Good, I have something to look forward to now. Although I really am enjoying school now. Now that I'm a junior and I've met all the P.E. and other requirements, I can focus on academic classes and take two science classes.:)

Good, I have something to look forward to now. Although I really am enjoying school now. Now that I'm a junior and I've met all the P.E. and other requirements, I can focus on academic classes and take two science classes.:)

Good, but don't neglect the humanities. They have their rewards as well.

Good, but don't neglect the humanities. They have their rewards as well.

That's true.

I'm taking Latin, and I really love it. I'm debating over whether to take statistics, art history, anatomy and physiology, or chorus next year. I'm leaning towards statistics at this point, although taking two math classes in addition to two sciences could be stressful. Although, I probably won't take chorus again, since it made my shyness around people even worse. I'm glad I don't get nauseous whenever I'm around people any more.:)

That's true.

I'm taking Latin, and I really love it. I'm debating over whether to take statistics, art history, anatomy and physiology, or chorus next year. I'm leaning towards statistics at this point, although taking two math classes in addition to two sciences could be stressful. Although, I probably won't take chorus again, since it made my shyness around people even worse. I'm glad I don't get nauseous whenever I'm around people any more.:)

Huzzah! I'm a bit biased in favour of anatomy and physiology, but statistics is very valuable, indeed. I could stand to be a lot better at it than I am.

Huzzah! I'm a bit biased in favour of anatomy and physiology, but statistics is very valuable, indeed. I could stand to be a lot better at it than I am.

I'll be in calculus, biology, and physics (all Advanced Placement) next year, too. That should be fun. I'm having fun in AP Chemistry this year, but Physics Honors is pretty easy so far. I love being able to take six college-level courses this year, since last year I wasn't really challenged at all. I'm happy now.

I bake. I bake a lot. I bake a lot of stuff that normal people just buy, like cookies, and bread, and crackers, and hotpockets.

I have this one freaking recipe for sandwich bread that has been dogging me for about 2 years, so today (since everything else was working out great) I tried it again, it mixed perfectly, it rose like it was supposed to, it baked like I have never been able to get it to bake before, so pretty, tap on the top, that perfect hollow sound that bread is supposed to have when it's fully baked and fresh, the crust didn't burn this time, it smelled like heaven, I go to dump it out on the rack.....and :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :(

the top fell off, and it crumbled into a thousand peices.

I forgot to grease the freaking loaf pan. :(

Oh, well, now I can use it for bread crumbs right? :p

Lights and sockets don't like you...

I have two sad stories that everyone is sick of hearing. One is about having to watch a very pedestrian singer butcher the role that should have been mine, and the other is realising that I will probably never meet any guy who is attracted to me. I thought I had, I really thought I had. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid TC!

I'm sure you will TC. You are such a great woman that I'm sure there must be a man somewhere near you with taste enough to find you attractive. <hug>
I'm single again too. :( But I'll bet we'll both find someone soon.:cool:

Why does the easy always turn into the difficult? The light socket in the laundry room was bad. It is held in place by two screws, and then there are a couple of screws to connect the wires to the terminals. Get out the ladder and screwdrivers then climb ladder, unscrew the two screws, pull old socket down, and disconnect wires. (Yes, the switch was off.)

Go to connect wires to new socket and holler for wife to get flashlight. Connect wires to new socket and the fun starts. I can’t get the screws that hold the socket in place to line up. I try everything then realize I have to knock out two plugs to use the inner holes, as the outer holes won’t line up with the screw holes in the electrical box in the ceiling.

Disconnect wires, climb down, go to garage, knock out holes, climb ladder, connect wires, and fight for 20 minutes to get the holes in the socket to line up with the screw holes in the electrical box. Yea, got one screw started and the white wire pops of the terminal. Damn! Remove screw, reattach white wire, and fight another 15 minutes to get the screws through the light socket and into the holes in the box. Arms are now tired, legs are now tired, and I am frustrated.

Time to rest. Go to office, get out beer, and write a post on NS about the O’Reilly vs. Letterman thing. About 10 minutes later, head back to laundry room, climb ladder, and bingo; the holes line up and I’m done in about 2 minutes. Climb down from ladder, fold it up, turn on light switch and …..Viola…it works.

Why isn’t life simple? Why the hell wouldn’t the screws line up the first time? Sometime I’ll tell you the story of the toilet. A simple 30-minute job turned into an eight hour, five trips to the hardware store job. Why isn’t life simple?

So, what is your sad story?
:(
Reading your story I was waiting for you to mention tired arms (wasn't disappointed!) for working overhead really is, well, tiring. :D

Look at the good part of your sad story. You had a task, encountered problems, solved them, and accomplished your task. Doesn't sound too bad to me. Mission accomplished (no pun!) and it works.

My sad story would be that my problems might also revolve about loose screws that need fixing - but the job ain't done with tired arms.

I'm just waiting for Sowibi and WYTYG to show up, because I know it annoys them when I use that particular smiley.

Too bad Witt-Witt got here before me.. umm, how about I send you an excited "ZOMG WTF is it really u?!!" TG as revenge? Although that dreadfully wonderful audio might even have arisen the tiniest shred of pity with me.. who knows.

Uh, my sad story would be that I successfully broke my laptop 4 months ago, promptly sent it in for repair and had to activate all of my bitching powers to get the company to give me a different laptop for the time they'll still need to fix it and ship it here today. That's 4 fucking months to change the screen of a simple laptop! I am severly aggrevated.

I guess it's sad that I used to get nauseous around people. Now I don't, although they're still kind of scary. I'm glad that I don't now, anyway, and I'm glad that no one has ever been attracted to me.:)

I still think you'll change your mind eventually. Even if not I hope you'll keep in touch.

I still think you'll change your mind eventually. Even if not I hope you'll keep in touch.

At this point, I don't think I'll change my mind. But of course I'll keep in touch!

Roommates.
I moved out, but now my ex-roommates have no utilities. So they're homesteading at my house.

:)

I do hate it how in psychology after spending a while learning about what guys want in girls and what girls want in guys according to evolutionary psychology, and then when someone asks about homosexuality, the teacher acts like he was trying to avoid talking about it at all. And then when I asked after class about people who aren't attracted to people of either sex, he suggested that it's probably a hormone imbalance. That made me kind of angry, because I don't think that there's anything wrong with me.:(


There isnt anything "wrong" with you and there wont be anything wrong with you as long as you stay true to what you feel AND what you dont feel. Dont let anybody push you into a box you cant fit into simply because they say fitting in the box is normal. It is alright to be yourself and not apologise to anyone for being yourself. You are Chandelier* and can never be anyone else. All others are already taken. OK?:p





* Actually you probably have a different real identity than Chandelier but you know what I meant;)

There isnt anything "wrong" with you and there wont be anything wrong with you as long as you stay true to what you feel AND what you dont feel. Dont let anybody push you into a box you cant fit into simply because they say fitting in the box is normal. It is alright to be yourself and not apologise to anyone for being yourself. You are Chandelier* and can never be anyone else. All others are already taken. OK?:p





* Actually you probably have a different real identity than Chandelier but you know what I meant;)

OK. Yeah, I know what you mean. Thanks. :)

Why does the easy always turn into the difficult? The light socket in the laundry room was bad. It is held in place by two screws, and then there are a couple of screws to connect the wires to the terminals. Get out the ladder and screwdrivers then climb ladder, unscrew the two screws, pull old socket down, and disconnect wires. (Yes, the switch was off.)

Go to connect wires to new socket and holler for wife to get flashlight. Connect wires to new socket and the fun starts. I can’t get the screws that hold the socket in place to line up. I try everything then realize I have to knock out two plugs to use the inner holes, as the outer holes won’t line up with the screw holes in the electrical box in the ceiling.

Disconnect wires, climb down, go to garage, knock out holes, climb ladder, connect wires, and fight for 20 minutes to get the holes in the socket to line up with the screw holes in the electrical box. Yea, got one screw started and the white wire pops of the terminal. Damn! Remove screw, reattach white wire, and fight another 15 minutes to get the screws through the light socket and into the holes in the box. Arms are now tired, legs are now tired, and I am frustrated.

Time to rest. Go to office, get out beer, and write a post on NS about the O’Reilly vs. Letterman thing. About 10 minutes later, head back to laundry room, climb ladder, and bingo; the holes line up and I’m done in about 2 minutes. Climb down from ladder, fold it up, turn on light switch and …..Viola…it works.

Why isn’t life simple? Why the hell wouldn’t the screws line up the first time? Sometime I’ll tell you the story of the toilet. A simple 30-minute job turned into an eight hour, five trips to the hardware store job. Why isn’t life simple?

So, what is your sad story?
:(

life has always been hard.