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Every worker no matter their occupation has a right to strike. Whether your employer is a business man or the government, they are taking hours of your life away and giving you money in return. To me, if you are not able to negotiate your wage, you are at best an indentured servant and at worst a slave.

I love generalizations.

Yeah, I've been done with Spring semester since the first week of May. I work as summer IT help at a local school district which includes anything from moving computers between schools (basically the manual labor stuff) to in-depth tech support. He's the network administrator there and I get $10/hr which is a pretty plush job compared to my friends that flip burgers for $7.50. Some days, like today, I download computer images on all the computers in a lab. Meanwhile, I browse forums and play Runescape while they "cook".

I remember lurking (before I registered) and reading through some massive topic on circumcision. I distinctly remember sitting in Chemistry in high school while I was doing it. I can still remember some avatars and sigs of people who posted in it like Shadowfax's Lion King avatar or whatever that was. Weiiiird photographic memory, I know. That's one of my earliest memories of TIF.

FINALLY the work week is over and, since my father is my boss, I asked him for a half day today so I can run to the cities to buy him a Father's Day present. Thankfully he was all for it. I'm taking my gal with me and we'll make an afternoon of it. Life is good :^_^:

I just listened to that album last night! Such a classic. Here's something on the other end of the spectrum, I haven't listened to metal in a looooooong time.

I'll give that less than four days.

Tomorrow I'm going to go to Wal Mart while I'm getting my oil changed (at Wal Mart) to buy a card and then I will mail it to a random person across the country. No return address, no name, no money, just a nice card with a nice little message inside to make someone's day hopefully. I know it's cheesy but I could care less, it's going to be really fun.

I don't know the entire situation, so I don't want to advise you to do anything. I'm just telling you the things I've done to get myself through tough times. If I wanted to move on, I would stop talking to the girl. Like I said, it is going to suck completely, probably for a long time. But it will pass.

I said this earlier in the thread, but couples that have a serious relationship (which is what it sounds like it was in your case) have troubles remaining friends after a breakup. The feelings you have for her are probably not friendship feelings at this point if I'm reading you correctly. If you want to become friends with her in the true definition of the word, I think you need to spend some time away from her. There is an analogy I've always lived by when it comes to relationships and goes something like this: Ending a relationship is like getting cut with a knife. It can happen one of two ways. On one hand, you can use a sharp knife that cuts deeply and painfully. Despite how badly it hurts, it is a clean cut and with the correct care, it will slowly heal. On the other hand, you can use a rusty dull knife that still cuts just as deeply and painfully as the sharp knife. In this instance, though, you do not treat your cut well. It isn't bandaged or cared for at all. It gets infected, festers, and remains painful for much, much longer than a clean cut would. I'm sure you can guess which decision is which at this point. The moral of the story? It [bleep]ing hurts to get broken up with, sometimes for a very long time--I've been there myself--and it's something you'll always carry with you, just like a scar. Learn from it and move on. If the relationship is really meant to work, it will work itself out. Time and space are your best friends. Use them to better yourself and you'll come out better than you started. Wow. I just rambled. :unsure:

Machine Head was there when I saw it and they put on a good live show. Be prepared for multiple circle pits if you're standing in the crowd.

We had the absolute worst allergy season this spring and I only got a tiny bit stuffed up which leads me to believe I am very slightly allergic to something. Other than that I am allergic to nothing.

I went a couple years back when Slipknot and Disturbed were headlining and it was alright. Nothing fantastic, but I'm sure venue has a lot to do with how much fun it is.

ftfy I would never use that smiley, but thanks ;)

It seems unusually civil for such a debate. Look on the bright side though - at least Sarah Palin isn't there. No kidding but Bachmann is just as bad. They seem like they're trying to gain some steam as a party instead of as individual candidates.

The Republican debate tonight is disappointing. I'm not even sure they have a fighting chance in '12 unless someone REALLY steps up.

Okay so with the big FEMA mess up during Katrina it was decided that Geroge Bush hates black people. So does this mean that Barack Obama hates white people?

It just depends on what the couple was like while they were dating. I've seen a lot of my friends remain close friends after breaking up. Exactly. The more serious, the less likely friendship will be easy or comfortable.

The more you mull things over in the head, the more unclear they become. It never helps to think hard about these situations.

It's a lazy jazz day. That was a bad pun.

I really don't think a couple that has had a serious and extended relationship can be "friends". Sure, they can be civil and mature about not being in a relationship, but from my experiences it just doesn't work being friends after you've been seriously involved. I'm not trying to give any advice with that statement, just an observation.

Wait....what did he just say? New Bright Eyes is the [cabbage].

Hahaha, spittin' the truth. The age group tells all.

I use it on a daily basis to communicate with professors and I also use it to keep in contact with people that don't use Facebook like relatives. I do not communicate with my peers via email as they all have cell phones and use Facebook.