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I was half ripped-off recently. I bought an amplifier to compliment the front and rear soundstages in my car, which was supposed to have been shipped with a cell phone antenna booster. The Amplifier came in a bent box with no antenna in sight. But, the amp works wondrously, so I don't care. However a friend of mine had been fully ripped-off once. He spent $80 on a capacitor for his audio system and then the company vanished. eBay couldn't do anything for him, so he was out $80 and still has dimming headlights whenever his subwoofers hit hard.

That's the only way to cook!

My dad wanted to go fishing, but since I'm working all day that day (10am to 6:30pm) he decided that we could do it another day. Unfortunately we can only do it on weekends and I work all weekend every weekend. It tends to be a pain in the ass and I don't plan on staying with this store after summer.

Space travel the likes of CPL's Falcon Banner Series. Closer to our time would probably be along the lines of more readily available supplies of renewable energy including wind energy much more efficient solar energy, alongside geo-thermal energy. A little further would possibly be hydrogen fuel cells becoming far more mainstream (competing with petroleum), specifically the hydrogen would be derived from water and not natural gas... meaning we need to perfect the process of hydrolysis such that we do not use fossil fuels to perform it. Additionally, finding a way to execute a successful fusion-energy reaction would grant whatever country that does it super-power status (if a super-power does it, ie USA or Russia, then they'll have the global economy in their grasp).

On the contrary, we need more laws like this! The last thing in the world that I wanted to see when walking into class at 7:45 this morning was the maintenance guy's asscrack as he cleaned the TV stand! This man redefined the term "Cram Canyon"!... Okay maybe my old VP doing a strip tease is the last thing in the world I would ever want to see, but that's beside the point.

I can get passionate at times... regardless of who is in the room. To Mark: I wish you the best on the worst of anniversaries. I almost feel selfish considering that we just celebrated the 5th anniversary of my mother's cancer diagnosis, as that is the date the surgeon used to declared her officially cured.

There are days when I'm perfectly comfortable with my physical self and there are days when I wish my virtual self would pop into reality. That isn't to say that my virtual self doesn't ever manifest itself in reality. One profound incident was the last night that I spent in my old apartment (a little more than a month ago) where my friend Melissa and I had a good banter about her softball team. The background story is that she has spent the past two years on the bench while helping her teammates keep their grades up, and the only reason she will continue to play next year is that she might get to play next year. She was defending herself while I more or less attacked her (attacked is too strong... we were joking mostly while I got the point across that she's wasting her time, especially being a Physical Therapy major) and made her realize through jokes (benchwarmer, team bitch, splinters, water girl, etc.) that there was no point in continuing to be with the team. Essentially I was on a role and I'd never been so publicly outspoken before. I think maybe it had just been incubating throughout the year, what with her taking early classes the entire year since practice was during the afternoon, and always having to turn in early. Then there are the days when I would relish the opportunity to be alone. I've mentioned before that on a few occasions I've sealed myself off from the outside world and was "myself" until someone came back. I like doing that. To answer the question, I wish the internet me was true more than the real me, more often than not.

I had a similar problem when I first got my laptop. After finagling with it and panicking, thinking I just broke my brand new $2300.00 laptop, I remembered one key thing. It's a laptop... the battery does not last forever... it needs to be plugged in... and I hate actually being blonde, LOL.

The scarier part is that I am exactly the same way. The person who posts here and at other places on the internet is the polar opposite of the person you would meet face to face if you were to come to this neck of the world. When I am in a room with someone I do not know, I am a listener. If I am in a room where I know everyone very well, I will be more talkative, but even then I avoid being social. I attribute it to being an engineer and having to study constantly, but I think I have a deeper underlying problem that I am not willing to examine in detail and repair.

Not with me in it, it isn't... but the recent additions to the thread prove otherwise. (Mark and Kev can tell me stop being so hard on myself all they want, I'm still gonna do it! I have stubborn German flowing through my veins!)

A year and half ago I was the recipient of a blow job. That sums up my sex life, therefore I consider myself to be 90% virgin even though many will say that I am still 100% virgin. I count receiving a BJ to be 10%... giving 15%, leaving 75% to be divvied up amongst other sexual activities (full intercourse, S&M, interracial, etc.).

I am a very pessimistic person, and with good reason. I am an engineering major, and so I absolutely CANNOT have high expectations concerning grades, as it is a known fact that a 40% on a test is probably the best in the class when the class is engineering. I go in everyday expecting it to be hell, and more often than not I find myself relieved at the outcome everyday. Likewise my job is retail, and so I can't expect much from customers since the consumer is the stupidest person known to man. Half the customers can't read a sign properly! They see only the numbers and none of the words that apply certain stipulations and that causes havoc at the register. For example, the store offers a 10 or 15% discount for opening a charge card, and so they have signs everywhere that advertise that fact. Many people come up and, after scanning everything, they ask "does that total include the 15%?" or, "and I get 15% off today, right?" No, you whore, you have to OPEN a charge to get it! [/rant] Anyway, being pessimistic is one important way for me to have any semblance of sanity at the end of each day.

Tomorrow I'm building a cold air intake for my car, and then I'm going with my sister and two of her old college friends to a concert on Long Island. Sunday I have work, but I'm going out with one of my best friends afterwards, so it might actually be a decent weekend for once

I have limited any and all attachments to immediate family members, including the dog. I have avoided attachment to ALL of my friends, and that has so far proven to be quite beneficial. My one best friend is keen on spending his time with his ball-and-chain just because she is very demanding. We (myself and his family and anyone who knows him and her) all agree that she is the worst thing that ever happened to him since he is devoted to her and she treats him like trash when he doesn't immediately spend time with her. He sees her when it is convenient for her, and there has so far been no return in his favor (besides a little horse play when her parents aren't around). By that token, he has developed a habit of seeing me only when it is convenient for him (usually late at night). I have gotten the point across to him that I will not always be around when he is available, like when I went to the Pocono's with my college friends for an extended weekend without telling him. It ended up happening that he had to leave for school before I got back from snowboarding up there, and so there were no goodbyes or "see you later" until the end of spring break. It happened again at spring break when he spent the entire damn week with that c**t and was surprised to learn that I had class before he did, since I told him as I was leaving (was in the car and ready to go). Suffice it to say I have no attachment to him, as I felt no remorse whatsoever for essentially abandoning him as he has abandoned me. Nowadays, he is more available during the day, and he has also called the c**t a bitch many times, but only to me lol. My other best friend I think I have more of an attachment to, as she had a boyfriend the past few months, which made me feel apprehensive and I felt like I should taken a chance and made her more than a best friend when I could have. They have broken it off, and I again have that chance (she has made it clear). The problem is that I have no idea what it is that I want, and have thusly avoided all confrontations of relationships beyond friendship. I will continue to do so until I have my degrees. This is noteworthy: Today the dog up and walked off. When I realized he was missing I first searched the house and the property. When he was no where to be found I alerted my mother. I then went to the car and slowly drove around the neighborhood. I found him on the street corner near my slave best friends house, and ordered him to get in the car. Sam complied and looked like he was in trouble, which he was and still is. When I got back to the house I found my mother yelling his name out of the back door, and she was in tears as he ran to her. I was confused as to why she was crying until I realized that she thought he was gone forever. It was from this event and another event almost two years ago that I drew the conclusion that attachments do not affect me immediately. I was more angry than upset with Sam for walking off. When my grandmother passed away in September of 2005, I didn't really lose my cool until I saw the open casket. It was all or nothing after that. I suppose that my attachment to someone does not affect me until loss is confirmed. With Sam, I found him within ten minutes of realizing he was gone. With my grandmother, I learned of her passing about 3-4 days before arriving at the wake, and in that time I was a little distraught, but I still remained calm. I cried when my dad first gave me the news (happened on the second day of my college career) but not NEARLY as much as when I saw her laying peacefully in the light blue casket in her favorite blue dress. I could go on with how monumental that day was, but I wont bore you all.

This is quite true. I should note that I have no business in posting in this thread (90% virgin here), but I think that no matter how you look at it, physical appearance is and will always be a motivating factor in a relationship. You simply can't look at someone who is physically unappealing to you, be disgusted with any suggestive looks they send your way, and still create and maintain a healthy and loving partnership with them. I say partnership since relationship can still pertain to friendship, and friendship is still wholly possible. Sure, after a while the physical barriers will come down as the other person is sweet and treats you right, earning your trust and winning your heart, but physical appearance is really what draws your attention in the first place before they open their mouth and swoon you or drive you away.

What's more interesting is that we males have yet one more brain in (or I suppose on) our bodies... *looks down and smiles* Oh yeah! LMAO j/k! I have lived in only two places. I was born in a hospital in Boynton Beach, Florida, but lived in Boca Raton (Boca did not have a suitable hospital at the time of my birth in 1987) until summer of 1996, when I was nine. My dad's job was transferred to New Jersey, so we had to move to where I am now. Presently, I live in Pomona, New Jersey (20 minutes outside of Atlantic City) during the fall and spring semesters. During the winter and summer months I live with my parents in North Jersey. BTW, I found out recently that we technically lived in an area called West Boca, but since West Boca is not an official town that would appear on maps or in official records, our mailing address was Boca Raton. Supposedly some townspeople in the area have been trying to have West Boca recognized as an entity separate from Boca Raton, which requires forming a town council of some sort and all that jazz. Suffice it to say, you will not find West Boca on a map of the east coast of South Florida for quite some time.

Interesting... I might have to dig out my old wireless gaming access point and get onto Live...

It's bad, and I say go wild! Although to be fair, Krista created the thread... the original subject just happened be have to do with me. If she wants to then she can edit the title to have something do with picking on Kev

Lindt milk chocolate wafers were kissed by angels.

Everytime I see it I just want to punch the girl in the face for sassing. Don't sweat it, that just means you're ready to go! LOL j/k

I'd hit it. What, too forward? LOL I'm just ribbing you. So far I am the only one in this thread who has to be shameful of his/her looks... but I don't care enough haha.

Which do you believe to be more effective in forcing a child to listen and obey their parents... a time out or a brain duster? Honestly, if I ever have children who misbehave, you can be sure that will be sent into the yard to cut their own switch. I'm appalled at the number of parents who let their children get away with murder at my store. The ones that hold on to mommy and have her drag them through the store on their heelies, the ones who whine and cry until they get the toy they want, the ones who test their parents' patience by being disobedient, and the ones who test my patience by rolling around on the satanic heelies and by playing with the buttons on the pin pads at every counter. When one of them dares to stare at me, I scowl at them. As for censoring, you can't beat it. Sirius satellite radio touts their music programming that has no censoring and no commercials... which isn't completely true. Most of their channels are censorless and all have commercials. SR-1 (Sirius Hit's 1) censors "god" in Fall Out Boy's, "This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race." Meanwhile every channel has a plug for Sirius in some way. I know, that's not as bad as ten minutes of car ads and dentist ads on terrestrial radio, but it gets annoying to hear the jocks talk about the Sirius S50, or the discounts you can get for adding a new radio to your 'scrip for Father's Day, or for the holidays. The day that censorship is obliterated is the day that Blink 182's song that goes "Shit piss f**K c**t cocksucker motherf**ker tits fart turd n' twat, I f**ked your mom!" is played, unadulterated, on terrestrial radio during evening rush hour.

Well, my engine and I haven't been getting along lately. I get 15 mpg from an engine that is supposed to give me 20mpg... and the thing rattles like marbles in a tin can, shakin' all about when it runs cold... old age I suppose (hey, 95,000 miles is just broken in!) I guess I should rephrase what I said earlier into, "I'm surprised that some men do something called 'exfoliate'." IDK, if someone told me that they were exfoliating, I would probably turn a whiter shade of pale and say, "I didn't need to know that!" Doesn't help that I have no idea what "exfoliate" means. Yes, Kev, this is plug at you! Haha.

The hard science nerd in me is roaring with laughter! Haha, I've always wanted to take a brick of pure potassium and lob it into a fresh-water lake! But I'd probably get hurt lol.