No, I 'aten't dead', at least not technically, but things remain (or rather, increase) dire and I don't have any patience any more for asinine behavior
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Hmph. But that picture still promotes the idea that all gay men are smoking hot and look like Dolce Gabbana models. As a friend of a proudly bearish gay male couple, I object to this stereotype!
Ah, you have to explore the rest of the site--bellatrysMarch 28 2009, 22:27:47 UTC
Click on the sidebar links to the other "Lurid Digs" categories, starting with "Bathroom Abominations" and work your way through - plenty of bears there!
I am seriously not going to be responsible for any beverage inhalation incidents, though. View the Rubber Duckie Bathroom and its proud creator in situ, or the Horned-God-Wannabe Wiccan Dude in his Den of Iniquity, at your own peril--
Oh, to hell with the housework!deiseachMarch 29 2009, 20:09:41 UTC
If I had that cutie reclining in a chair at home, I too would be much too busy jumping his bones to worry about the overflowing drawers :-)
And the state of the gaff is only what mine *would* look like if I didn't get a prodding of conscience to occasionally go mad and clean - just did some dusting/clearing out bagfuls of rubbish from drawers recently, am still glowing with virtue after scrubbing out bathroom from top to bottom and am gloomily anticipating when it will stay fine enough to get on with washing the kitchen (because that will entail pulling out presses, cooker, etc. and washing behind them and under them and walls and - ack!).
I've been using that damp weather excuse myself...bellatrysMarch 31 2009, 22:33:59 UTC
...of course, then if there *is* a rare nice weekend, it's *too* nice to waste doing housework!
If I had that cutie reclining in a chair at home, I too would be much too busy jumping his bones to worry about the overflowing drawers :-)
My only concern is that it could become problematic if: 1) getting frisky knocked stuff down - buried in books whilst horsing around *is* an occupational hazard - or 2) it became otherwise distracting - make-out session interrupted as one or the other participants notices first-edition-of-some-rare-book, or goes "OOOH! you have an accordion! Can I try it?" which, you know, what with the "Woo!Shiny!" mentality of so many fen *could* happen and kill the mood...
Otherwise, well - *I* wouldn't call those digs particularly lurid! (The ones with the stuffed animals, or the mural of the owner over the bedboard, OTOH...)
That first link--LOL!! My only comment: this goes for women too. You should see my apartment sometimes. :D
Hmm, wonder if my little brother (age 11) would be interested in the second link. Some Adult Supervision Required, of course, given the HCl. I love the bit where they tear the penny apart like it's a wrapper for a chocolate coin, though!
Short update on my life: I've managed to move back to Canada at last (!!!yay!!!). Did some work for a friend, who bought me a plane ticket in partial payment. Have somewhere to stay here, too. Still looking for work; have hopes job market may be a little better here on Vancouver Island. Oh, and the most important part: I may get to meet sajia sometime this spring. *waves*
It's probably way TMI, but my first thought wasbellatrysMarch 28 2009, 22:33:17 UTC
"What's so wrong with *that* living room? That's not really so much clutter, it's mostly books, and there's no visible hairballs or mold..."
Hmm, wonder if my little brother (age 11) would be interested in the second link.
I don't know if your folks would be keen on allowing the HCl, but he might get a kick out of showing it to his friends, and it might make a good Science Fair project as well - do up enough for everyone to tear a coin, or dress it up as a stage-magic trick, maybe.
Short update on my life: I've managed to move back to Canada at last (!!!yay!!!).
Good luck with all that (hums bars of "Northwest Passage") and youse gals try not to destroy anything [important] out there, you hear?
Re: It's probably way TMI, but my first thought wasnenya_kanadkaMarch 29 2009, 00:46:49 UTC
Well, yeah, my first thought was, "Oh, he just needs more space for all his things!" It wasn't dirty exactly, just cluttered....
Ooh, yeah, the coin thing might make a good demo for science class. I did forward the link to both my parents and younger sibs, so they have it now if they want to try it out, or just look at the vid and go, "Ooooh." :D
Northwest Passage! *shakes fist at you* That will be in my head all night!
Usually the advantage is to the internet...bellatrysApril 2 2009, 00:35:02 UTC
because - unlike RL - I can talk back on the internet! Which is a really good thing, so far as I'm concerned.
But when there's just so much stupid - a veritable Augean Stables of stupid - and so much of it from one's own side as well, there comes a point when you either turn into the Ghost in the Machine trying to deal with Someone Is Wrong On The Internet, or you say "Screw it, I'm going to play Tetris for an hour and go to bed, wake me if they start the Revolution" because there's just too many Fires of Stupidity for one person to stamp on...
Re: Usually the advantage is to the internet...shininghalfApril 2 2009, 05:48:44 UTC
And sometimes I'm just not in the mood, myself. (I admit I can have a fragile ego; sometimes it's not worth being called an idiot, even by an idiot...)
Thanks, and yes, I do remember you, you posted on the werewolf-pseudo-Viking-slash discussion, tho' I can't remember (sorry!) if we've crossed threads in other forums (forae?) before...
Imagining Force-throttling them helps, sometimes, for a while, and so does consoling myself with the empty moral victory of how lucky they are that I'm an ethical person because I could *totally* wreck their entire network if I felt like it whenever I manage to escape, b/c they're too stupid to even have backups let alone any kind of security procedures...
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I am seriously not going to be responsible for any beverage inhalation incidents, though. View the Rubber Duckie Bathroom and its proud creator in situ, or the Horned-God-Wannabe Wiccan Dude in his Den of Iniquity, at your own peril--
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And the state of the gaff is only what mine *would* look like if I didn't get a prodding of conscience to occasionally go mad and clean - just did some dusting/clearing out bagfuls of rubbish from drawers recently, am still glowing with virtue after scrubbing out bathroom from top to bottom and am gloomily anticipating when it will stay fine enough to get on with washing the kitchen (because that will entail pulling out presses, cooker, etc. and washing behind them and under them and walls and - ack!).
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If I had that cutie reclining in a chair at home, I too would be much too busy jumping his bones to worry about the overflowing drawers :-)
My only concern is that it could become problematic if:
1) getting frisky knocked stuff down - buried in books whilst horsing around *is* an occupational hazard - or 2) it became otherwise distracting - make-out session interrupted as one or the other participants notices first-edition-of-some-rare-book, or goes "OOOH! you have an accordion! Can I try it?" which, you know, what with the "Woo!Shiny!" mentality of so many fen *could* happen and kill the mood...
Otherwise, well - *I* wouldn't call those digs particularly lurid! (The ones with the stuffed animals, or the mural of the owner over the bedboard, OTOH...)
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That first link--LOL!! My only comment: this goes for women too. You should see my apartment sometimes. :D
Hmm, wonder if my little brother (age 11) would be interested in the second link. Some Adult Supervision Required, of course, given the HCl. I love the bit where they tear the penny apart like it's a wrapper for a chocolate coin, though!
Short update on my life: I've managed to move back to Canada at last (!!!yay!!!). Did some work for a friend, who bought me a plane ticket in partial payment. Have somewhere to stay here, too. Still looking for work; have hopes job market may be a little better here on Vancouver Island. Oh, and the most important part: I may get to meet sajia sometime this spring. *waves*
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Hmm, wonder if my little brother (age 11) would be interested in the second link.
I don't know if your folks would be keen on allowing the HCl, but he might get a kick out of showing it to his friends, and it might make a good Science Fair project as well - do up enough for everyone to tear a coin, or dress it up as a stage-magic trick, maybe.
Short update on my life: I've managed to move back to Canada at last (!!!yay!!!).
Good luck with all that (hums bars of "Northwest Passage") and youse gals try not to destroy anything [important] out there, you hear?
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Ooh, yeah, the coin thing might make a good demo for science class. I did forward the link to both my parents and younger sibs, so they have it now if they want to try it out, or just look at the vid and go, "Ooooh." :D
Northwest Passage! *shakes fist at you* That will be in my head all night!
*scurries off to pick up roommate from work*
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And sometimes internet stupid is just not worth the trouble, indeed. ^_^;;
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But when there's just so much stupid - a veritable Augean Stables of stupid - and so much of it from one's own side as well, there comes a point when you either turn into the Ghost in the Machine trying to deal with Someone Is Wrong On The Internet, or you say "Screw it, I'm going to play Tetris for an hour and go to bed, wake me if they start the Revolution" because there's just too many Fires of Stupidity for one person to stamp on...
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(I don't know if your remember my nom des internets or not. I've commented here a couple of times, but I only recently got a livejournal of my own.)
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Imagining Force-throttling them helps, sometimes, for a while, and so does consoling myself with the empty moral victory of how lucky they are that I'm an ethical person because I could *totally* wreck their entire network if I felt like it whenever I manage to escape, b/c they're too stupid to even have backups let alone any kind of security procedures...
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