translating hangeul to english just so we can verify what a phrase meant? nope let's give this user a name, definitely doesn't exist
translating english to hangeul just so we can verify that's what the phrase meant? yup let's give this user the same exact characters they put on the kr textbox before!
thanks google
Arty: "If Lyv was a drink, I imagine she'd taste like vodka and skittles"
Well, now I am.......moderately pissed off. Just got off the phone with my mom. She didn't call me on purpose, but when I called back to see what was up, she shared the info that some fuckhead broke into the house. Ain't that lovely? Took the tv, a puzzle ring that separates into five parts and is probably as old as I am, and a bowl of change that my mom keeps her ungodly amounts of spare change in. My cat is ok, and as far as she knows at the moment, nothing else was taken. They did mess with her mattress to check for money and rifled through her dresser though.
Did I mention I'm pissed? Because I am. I am very much, in a nigh consuming manner pissed off.
I was just there literally yesterday. I could have done something. Called the police, drawn some blood, bashed a head, been a deterrent through mere existence of the fact there was someone in the house! Instead, I'm on the other side of the city, napping, watching videos, writing and looking for a job.
I'm not even pissed about the stuff that was stolen. No chromecast, and cable has been cut off in the house for months. The ring? Only just found out my mom still had it. The change? Yeah, have fun with a whole fifty bucks in loose change at best. I'm pissed that someone was in the space my mother currently calls home. A place where she probably felt safe before all this. She might try to blow it off and just decide to drill some screws into the back window so the fuckhead can't get back in, but what if they try to get back in anyways? What if she's in the house at the time? What if she gets hurt?
Most of all, I'm pissed that there's fuck all I can do about it in my current position with my current resources except whine on the internet about it like any other stereotypical millenial.
Post by Calendrea Hughes on Dec 6, 2016 11:10:23 GMT -5
That feeling when a sister you haven't heard from in years breaks her silence to dredge up ancient history from her martyred imagination to let you know she wants nothing to do with you ever again.
Then you remember she was an emotionaly abusive piece of shit anyway.
My roommate's logic is so fucking childish and flawed.
Okay, so our apartment's been sorta trashy for a long time and it's mainly because I'm the only one who cleans it, while he dirties it up and doesn't put in his fair share of getting things done. I can dig the whole 'I work days, so I come home tired' thing, but on weekends, you could always put in like an hour or even less to just clean up a room full of trash or just take the trash bags we've had laying around out to the dumpster. I went on strike to see how far he'd let it go because I got simply tired of my work going unnoticed. We've had gnats flying around our kitchen with a 1 year old closeby.
Well, his ex comes back and she's jobless but she's living with us. He makes a rule saying she's got to pull her fair share of weight around here, which basically means being his maid. Trash, watching their son, cleaning and cooking, the whole nine yards. Meanwhile, this is being said by a man who hasn't washed his laundry in fucking months and doesn't wash his son's laundry either. I don't wash his laundry, but I do wash my own and his son's because I care about his son not smelling like piss like he's done so often in the past.
What I'm venting/raging about is why a grown adult - a bill-paying, child-bearing, job-working adult - cannot clean up after himself, take care of himself sufficiently, and has to rely on others to do so like a ten year old child. I don't rise up and speak against him for it because I can't actually do so with his son around - I get very fucking angry about the topic of his disgusting life and I'd rather not yell in front of a child - but it's just seriously fucking tiring to hear him create excuses about her pulling her weight so he can continue to lay around. He also blames a lot of the trash on me, despite me being the only one who's cleaned the house thoroughly and consistently for the past 6 months, typically without recognition outside of 'oh hey, I didn't step on my trash today'.
"Most of that is Patrick's fault for not taking out the trash."
HOW THE ACTUAL FUCK IS IT MY FAULT WHEN I GO TO WORK SHORTLY AFTER YOU ACTUALLY COME HOME AND YOU STAY UP HALF THE NIGHT ANYHOW. YOU CAN TAKE THE BAGS OF TRASH OUT YOUR FUCKING SELF YOU TWAT. YOU FUCKING DEGENERATE TRASH.
Follow your dreams, unless they end at a wall or mass murder scene.
tmw the drama you picked to watch while doing art uses a main music piece from another drama you liked 6 years ago so now it just keeps evoking memories from the old drama
SBS you fucking cheapskate and stop recycling music from other dramas, especially from dramas aired by other channels...
especially if they were super popular cuz you're just blatantly freeloading on established popularity.
Arty: "If Lyv was a drink, I imagine she'd taste like vodka and skittles"
Someone please tell me what eldritch deity I sold my soul to that I won a game: * playing support * supporting a Miss Fortune that had teleport and ghost * where the adc went afk for most of the game post laning phase * where I earned an S- in riot's rather random champion mastery grading system
These pieces all fit together somehow, but fucked if I know how without the dread god or the sleeping squid-dragon's intervention.