Earlier this week I was talking to a girl who lives in a 6 person all-female flat. She asked me the split in my mixed flat and I said 10 boys and 6 girls.
Her: I could never share a bathroom with that many guys. I bet they leave the toilet seat up all the time.
Which is what made me think about this. I've heard a lot of girls make a fuss over this before.
Why shouldn't they leave it up? Why do girls expect them to put it down for them? It takes us a second to put the seat down before we use it. And it's just as much a chore for them to put it up as it is for us to put it down. Why shouldn't girls be expected to put the toilet seat up for the guys? Especially with a boy/girl ratio such as in my flat where we're outnumbered!
Either the boys have to put it down - so they have to put it up before they use it and then down again after.
Or the girls have to put it up - so they have to put it down before they use it and up when they finish.
Or! Everyone just puts it where they need it. So depending on who used it before you, you either have to do nothing at all, or you have to move it once. And then it's pretty much equal. And really, it's not that big a deal to put the seat down before you take a piss.
So what's all the fuss about boys leaving the seat up?!
If a friend cracks a corny joke, do you force yourself to laugh politely? What about if it's your boss or teacher? Do you get annoyed if someone else pretends to be amused? Submitted By |
I'm the one cracking the corny joke!
Many countries require all citizens to fulfill a mandatory period of service in the armed forces. Do you agree or disagree with this policy? Do you think the current recruitment system creates or sustains socioeconomic inequality? Submitted By |
Not necessarily in the armed forces, but I do think all people should have to fulfill a period of some sort of community or social service. Whether this be the army or not. There should be a certain amount of choice as to what particular type of service someone goes into. It means everyone is giving something back into society.
What's the best pick-up line you ever heard (or tried)? What's the worst? If you're instantly attracted to someone, will a stupid pick-up line dampen your interest? Submitted By |
Hmm... I find chat up lines hilarious to read/hear but I would never use them except when joking. Anyway, I love a lot of cheesy pickup lines.
Best I can think of right now: Your clothes would look fantastic in a crumpled heap by my bed tomorrow morning.
Don't have a worst. The worse they are, the better they are, hahahaha. But I guess a really overused one like "did it hurt?" "what?" "when you fell from heaven"
I don't like being right at the front because I feel much too close but I also don't like being at the back. I have difficulty seeing and I feel a bit removed from the class. I prefer to be near the front, but at least a row or 2 back, and then to the side a little. I don't like being smack in the middle. I basically like to get a good view of the teacher, the board, etc without being too close or too much right in the middle of the class.
I have difficulty focusing if I'm not interested. I begin to doze very easily. If I'm no at all interested, it's possible I won't know what the class was about.
I met her yesterday with a flip sign that said "SNOWY" on one side (because of our endless argument over the name of Tintin's dog (Milou - but Snowy in the English translation) and "THE GAME! You lose" on the other side. We went to Pizza hut where she sat and held the sign up at everyone that walked by the window, and also flashed it at everyone else in the restaurant.
We spent the day today walking about Norwich (we went to the Castle and the Cathedral and ate lunch and stuff) which was gnereally awesome. But mostly we...
Made a series of pictures depicting the story of how a little Steelsings Newbie wrote an awful hopeful profile and a crazy mentor was so horrified by it that she tracked down the newbie and turned up, knocking on their door to make them fix it.
The Story:
Here is a cute and innocent little Steelsings Newbie. She was writing a hopeful character to join the Steelsing roleplay:
Here is a terrifying mentor. She eats Mary-Sues for breakfast. She was very un-impressed with the profile:
( Story is continued under cut. Click for the most ridiculous story ever. (has 10 more story-pictures) )
I actually found this question quite... ambiguous. Though I realised what it means: would I prefer to camp in the woods or stay at a luxury hotel. Of course, saying "the weekend camping in the woods or at a luxury hotel" makes it sound like you're either camping in the woods or camping at a luxury hotel. Would you rather camp in the woods or at the hotel?
So, my answer: I'd rather camp in the woods. Luxury hotels make me nervous...
2. Why do these questions always have to have all this extra junk in them to complicate them? What on earth has the magic genie got to do with any part of the question. The question is asking what you'd eat in a day if calories weren't an issue. It doesn't need some crazy back up story line about genies. It's like that question that asked what your faveourite baseball player was except the question first went on to talkabout covens of vampires for about 3 sentences before it got to the point (which was hidden somewhere in the mumbo jumbo).
Do not look on my forums with woe
I am not there – though I did not go
I am within each and every member
Who joined from January to December
I am the love you feel for eachother
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When my threads and posts are bare
I am the memories that you share
I am not this empty board
I am the friendships that have soared.
Do not cry for an abandoned thread
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Someone: So what are you going to study?
Me: English Language
Them: So... that's like creative writing and stuff right?
Me: No. That's called Creative Writing. This is English Language. It's English... language. Um.. I'm studying the language... of English
Them: But you already speak English right? Isn't that for foreigners
Me: No.. Um. I'm studying it.. not learning to speak it.
Them: Oh right! Literature!
Me: No, that's English Literature. I'm doing English Language
Them: So.. what's that then?
Me: WORDS AND STUFF!
...I thought the name of the course was pretty self explanitory. This conversation has happened SO MANY TIMES. Almost as many times as the one that goes "So.. English? You're going to be a teacher then I guess because there's nothing else you can do with an English degree is there?"
Because though it stands for Laugh Out Loud, people tend to use it to mean "I almost smiled" or "I found this vaguely amusing" or "I actually didn't see anything funny at all but I just typed LOL for the hell of it" or sometimes "I couldn't think of anything better to say" or even "I now just automatically type "LOL" between every other word."
Please only use this to indicate that you have ACTUALLY laughed out loud. Otherwise I would like to suggest WSABDAL (Was Slightly Amused But Didn't Actually Laugh). If this doesn't fit your needs, you might like to try CTOATTH (Couldn't Think Of Anything To Type Here) or JFUTS (Just Filling Up Typing Space).
The same goes for ROFL, LMAO and PMSL. Also, typing ROFL while actually rolling on the floor laughing could be difficult. And if you pissed yourself laughing - I don't want to know.
My forums are old
My threads, they creak
And no one comes to take a peek
To see what’s written anymore
My posts are old
And now they bore
This poor old forum’s
Past its prime
My members just don’t have the time
I’m old and slow
Of that I know
But still I hope it’s not too late
Still I’m trying to update
But one day soon I’ll breathe a sigh
And tell my members not to cry
As I say my last goodbye
And go to the place where forums die.
And the best piece of advice? From Silvia:
"Put on suncream"
Whoops.
I got back from Berlin today - it was an amazing trip including Silvia, Sarah, Petra and Josie. And me.
The first thing that happened was that Josie and I had arranged to meet at the gate for the plane - we had booked on the same flight without even realising. I arrived at the gate and tried to find her (more difficult because we haven't met in person before). The plane began boarding and I still hadn't found her - I was peering into everyone's eyes. I worry that either she's going to miss the plane (she's very late by now) or that she's actually there somewhere and we haven't recognised eachother (very embarrassing!). I see a pair of legs racing down the ramp towards the gate. Josie came sprinting right past the gate and then back ("EMMA!"). She recognised me quickly ("I was looking for an eccentrically dressed blonde girl") - she had got stuck in customs with her american passport and had also had bus troubles. We couldn't get seats next to eachother on the plane - so we both took a nap on the flight.
Silvia met us at the airport with a wonderful sign saying "My sign beats Gecko's anyday". Sadly, I hadn't actually created a sign in the end. We went back to her flat where there was a Petrabunny and a Sarah and brunch which was very lovely, especially for Josie maybe because her breakfast had just been some juice at the airport.
I had made beaded bracelets for people saying "Berlin 2009" - because most of the letters in 'Berlin' were symmetrical, Petra didn't immediately realise she was holding hers upside down - "Gecko, you've written '2009' upside down!". I turned it over for her.
Petra had knitted things for everyone (I got a killer rabbit [from Monty Python] called Runaway) and Silvia had made very pretty greetings cards and evelopes.
Someone (Silvia? Since it was her writing) had made a list of places to / things to do in Berlin. We visited various things like the Brandenburg Gate and the Holocaust Memorial and where the wall used to be that separated East Berlin and West Berlin. Silvia gave us a guided tour and knew a lot about all of it.
Josie, Petra and I stayed at a hostel in a room with a man who snored extremely loudly. He sounded sort of like a motorcycle. The hostel was mostly nice though it was vaguely concerning that when we asked for the key to room 8 they gave it to us without checking we actually stayed there (the lady at the desk had not previously seen us). The room had a cool floor that looked like roads and it had green walls.
On the next morning, Josie, Petra and I went at 8am to the Reichstag Building where we lined up for 20 minutes or so to go inside (as opposed to the 4 hours or so that we would have had to wait had we gone later). Josie got in trouble with security for her empty coffee cup which had some garbage in it and a lid on. She thought the security lady was asking if there was anything in it and told her it was empty ("No! Open it up and show me!" and then "Take out the rubbish and show me!"). We then walked up the exit by mistake (since it only said in faint writing on the floor in German that it was exit only). We only realised at the top. There was a very impressive view of Berlin.
We met with Silvia and Sarah and went to a museum that had these audio things that you listen to that gives you information. We did the highlights tour where it directs you to the particularly interesting stuff and tells you about it. We also walked around for a bit after - you could put in the number of what you were looking at and it would give information. At one point, I decided to put in a random number to see what it said. I was looking at Silvia as I did this. It said "The formal, column like woman in front of you is known as the Berlin Goddess".
The Berlin Goddess:
We also went to the German equivalent of Harods where Petra compared rabbit meat prices and also to a chocolate place that had amazing chocolate statue things of various things such as Brandenburg Gate.
We also had a picnic by the river and played a game where you had a clue and then had to guess what crime had been committed. Silvia misheard Josie saying "he learned his lesson" as "he learned to salsa". This led to the story of a guy who created a robot to get his ransom money but it began to salsa instead.
Josie ran away and left us and then Sarah did too. I mean, they went home. Petra and Silvia and I went to the lake. It was a very hot day and the sand was burny. The water was cool and had some cold and some warm currents mixing about. There was also a water slide out in the lake which was cool. The water had so much algae that it looked opaque green and I had a coating of slime later. The sand under the water was black which was interesting. Petra and I both failed to follow Silvia's suncream advice - we both got badly burned. It's very painful but we're pretending it's not so that Silvia can't say "I told you so". Problem is, she might read this... it's totally not painful.
Petra then went home and I went back to the Hostel. I even managed to find my way to the aiport in the morning and i hardly got lost at all. The flight home was very uneventful. Except that my foot hurt - I got a bite on my ankle which is strangely painful. Extremely painful when anything (such as my boots) touches it. It made walking hard.
I've been coming up with ideas of what to put on my sign as I meet Josie (also known as Nicole) at the gate in Gtansted to fly to Berlin
My first thought was "I'm a young Gecko, looking for an attractive Josie. I like long walks on the beach and watching the sunset"
Then I went for the poetry choice:
Oh Josie my dearest
I want you nearest
So meet me at the gate
And don't make me wait
Attempt 2 (my current favourite):
Oh Nicole
I think you stole
My heart and kept it
and now it's septic
Also, you know how when you get off a plane, there's always a group of people standing about with signs, waiting to meet the people who have just come through customs? But you never see the people who are coming off the plane with signs. Well, I'm going to have one. It's going to say "My sign is better than your sign." Or maybe I'll think of something better.
For information: Josie and I will be arriving at 9:10 (Berlin time) so you guys (you know who you are) had better meet us. Or at least one of you! Because we don't know where to go after getting off the plane! I say 'we' - Josie might know. I don't! And you'd better have a damn good sign!
2. I've never stayed away from [my parents'] home for more than 5 weeks.
3. I have never been clubbing.
Imagine you manage a coven of baseball-playing vampires. The Cullen family is really strong this year and you want to bring in a ringer. Which currently active MLB baseball player do you sire? Submitted By |
* Coven of baseball-playing vampires: wtf. I'm sorry but... wtf. That is all I can say. Can you even picture this? I just want to make bat jokes.
* Cullen family
* Ringer: I'm not sure if this is some vampire reference or a baseball term...
* MLB (something to do with baseball?
* Sire: Well I certainly can't sire a currently active player. Since to sire is.. to make babies!
You've outdone yourself this time, LJ. Well done.
Why Is It That Some People Capitalise Every Single Word When They Are Typing? I Have Seen This In The Comments On Youtube And Also On Many Other Forums. It Makes Me Read What They Are Saying As Though It Is A Title To Something. I've Just Discovered It's A Real Pain To Hit Shift For The First Letter Of Every Word. Why Do People Do It? Do They Think It Is Correct? Do They Do This When Writing With A Pen? Haven't They Noticed That Most People Don't Do This? I Feel As Though I Am Announcing Something When I'm Typing Like This.
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