Question [Solved] What happened to the Lounge, Writing Prompts. ect. ?

How horrid! Grunting is the human signal for: "I am alive!"

 

Back when I wore a uniform, I used to have to do this horrible screaming grunt to complete my pullups. My fellow jarheads laughed themselves silly, but it worked for me. Don't know that I could or would do that among strangers though.

 

Iain, I can't see your last name without getting this song stuck in my head:

 

Well, it's a pen-name, but google tends to agree with you. As a horror writer though, it's not an unwelcome association.

That sounds horrible, doesn't it?

 

Nothing to add really. Just have a minute to kill. But as everyone else seems to be here. People do the oddest things, don't they?

It's art if I you say it is.

 

I don't have a problem with it, it rolls off the tongue very well.

 

I don't know why, but I kinda feel dirty after writing how damn good Chicken McNuggets are. Well at least I can say I have written a seductive spiel about deep fried chicken chunks from a fast food place. I sure hope I never do that again.

I will resist you, you box of salty greasy chicken like things of tastiness.

 

Think there is any chicken in there?

I prefer Popeye's, or better yet Raising Canes

 

Nope, I was just helping out a fellow forumite (or what ever the hell we call ourselves here, community members?) who was looking for a long drawn out spiel on how good chicken nuggets taste. So naturally I obliged.

 

Worst. Day. Ever.

Me and my husband bought a condo this past October, kay? And it came with a washer/dryer combo machine. Well, it sucks. Takes 2-5 hours to dry and most of the time requires two cycles to completely dry. We couldn't even dry our king comforter in it. Had to take it to his parent's house and use theirs.

Well, it crapped out on Sunday. While part of us was like, "Oh shit, that's a lot of money to replace it," another part of us was like, "Yes, now we can get machines we actually like." So we picked out two machines yesterday, set for delivery today. Also, the laundry room is very small. Five feet by four feet roughly (with a water heater in the corner). And we were also using this room for our litter boxes (only room in the house with tile floor). So we were going to stack the units, running an extension cord to the dryer plug and using an extra long vent.

Well, every single thing that could go wrong went wrong. As soon as the installers showed up, they told me that 1) the units weren't going to fit stacked and 2) the cord and vent aren't long enough to reach. They brought the washing machine up and showed me why it wouldn't fit. We have a metal drip pan attached to the floor, so we only have a small area to work with. The stacking kit extends a good four inches behind the washer, which is space we didn't have unless we somehow cut the front of the drip pan. So I said fine, don't stack them. So then they went to put the washing machine in place... And THAT didn't fit. It hung a good inch over, apparently because of the tubes in the back. So now we HAVE to cut the drip pan.

Fuck. Alright. Connect the dryer at least and we'll do the washer once we get the pan cut. So they move the washer out and the dryer in and... guess what? It doesn't fit either. With the dryer vent in place, it sticks out too far to get the washing machine in. (Plus, we needed an extra piece to even connect the dryer vent.)

So now we HAVE to stack them! But they still don't fit!!!! Even if we cut the front off the drip pan, the washer with the stacking kit will extend another four inches past where the old unit was. Then, considering the extra space needed for the dryer vent in the back, that's ANOTHER four inches. If we even managed to do all of that, it would be blocking half of the doorway and we wouldn't be able to open the machine doors.

So now I have an unhooked dryer in my laundry room. A washing machine in my living room. A soaking bag of clothes in my bedroom closet. And no fuggin idea what I'm going to do now. Return the units and go back to a shitty two in one unit, I guess.

 

@Lea`Brooks I don't think that is the worst day ever. You have your health, and a loving husband. At best you have an irritating speed bump in this thing we call life. There is somebody out there that would trade places with you in a heart beat, because they have never had such luxuries as a washer and dryer. Let alone a condo. Be thankful you can complain about such things. If your dryer exploded and your condo was missing a wall then it would be on the worst days list.
Then again I must just be a bad citizen of this fair nation, because I am grateful to have a roof over my head. So be thankful for what you have, and laugh off the moments when things don't pan out the way you want. Cause more often than you think shit goes south and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it, but accept that it happens and move on with your day. If you can't then you become bitter, I know cause I have been there. It is not a fun place to be. So cheer up, at least you still have many good things in your life.

 

I appreciate the effort, but I don't appreciate it when people tell me or others not to complain. "People would kill to have your life!" That may be true, but it doesn't mean I'm not allowed to be unhappy with aspects of it. It doesn't mean I'm not allowed to voice my agitation. I am thankful for what I have. But I also have the right to bitch when I'm pissed off, and I don't think anyone has the right to tell me I can't or shouldn't do that.

So sorry I'm not Miss Bubblegum Dew Drops all the time. Sorry I'm not smiling because I have to spend hundreds of dollars that I don't have. Sorry I'm not brushing it off that it went wrong. Sorry I'm not dancing with excitement at the idea of returning what I just bought, in turn spending even more money that I don't have. Sorry I'm human and don't just see glitter and fortune in every fucked up situation.

 

Okay, now I want to write about a character called Miss Bubblegum Dew Drops.

And yes it sucks when things go zonk and basically eat your hard earned money. Roof tiles kicked off last year, five years ahead of schedule. Darn Canadian winds. And it does get irritating when people say look on the bright side. When you just want to say - get lost, I'm not done being angry yet.

 

damn thats more than i weigh lol

 

very true. I didn't even know about the debate thread tbh

 

It was 4 PM by the time Miss Bubblegum Dew Drops swung the van onto the corner of Chestnut and First, the vehicle's loudspeakers screaming out calliope sounds distorted by a blown speaker. Kids saw her right away and took off at sprints, chasing the van as it rounded three corners of the park and found a shady spot beneath a tall tree with hanging branches that hid it from the prying eyes of homeowners.

"Come along, kiddies," Miss Bubblegum Dew Drops said, throwing the van into park and fumbling for the taser under her seat. "I've got your treats right here."

 

Okay, yours is morbid lol. I was thinking more along the lines of the long lost mistress of Willy Wonka

 

That would work too. Maybe a long lost mistress of Willy Wonka who, while cavorting with him in the candy factory, ate something that turned her into a dew drop. Only now she's all better and has a taser...

 

@Cave Troll
I didn't realize you live in the U.S. Think fast. Hillary Clinton- good or bad?

 

(Passes you some vodka) Here, you need it after today...

 

I can relate. And no I am not going to share my tale of pissed off, cause it would take way too bloody long. Long story short my life has been a living hell for the past 3 years. So trust me I can relate. I hear one more person say 'it gets better', and their ass will become the focal point of all of my rage. It's fine that you're pissed off, be as pissed off as you like. Besides it looks like if I hadn't said a darn thing you would not have given somebody an inspirational character name. So let it all out, seems you have a knack for inspiring others with your angry musings. I am sorry I said anything, and I hope you will forgive me for doing so. Thanks and my sincerest apologies. Now I am going to slip away from being in reality.

 

Oh how that woman would look good in orange behind bars. I mean Arizona is a tiny island in the south Pacific, and no idea who this Hillary Clinton you speak of.

 

You mean Australia, right?