Well, I'm [bleep]ing pissed. My Dad took my door off it's [bleep]ing hinges because I didn't hear him knocking on the front door. Only problem is, I'm on the second floor and usually playing video games. If I'm on the second floor playing video games, I'm not going to hear him knocking whether the bedroom door is there or not. Of course, as usual, attempting to use reason yielded no results.

 

It's supposed to be my "punishment for not hearing him", but when I explained that I wouldn't have heard anyway, it became my "punishment for playing too many video games."

He took off your door because you didn't hear him knocking? :unsure:

Maybe he should just take a key when he goes out, or not lock the doors.

Maybe he should just take a key when he goes out.

He does. Christ I hate him right now.

Conflict is not the solution. Go buy a doorbell and get it installed so it doesn't happen again. Surely you can't miss a doorbell being rung several times.

 

im teh peacemaekr!

I rely on my dog to bark at door-knockers, in able to be kicked from my video-game slumber.

Maybe he should just take a key when he goes out.

He does. Christ I hate him right now.

So...Why didn't he just unlock the door?

You're all thinking of logical solutions. In this battle with Dad (who I've renamed Gamera), he will hear none of it.

Be a pro and get a camera installed next to your front door, with the monitor in your room.

 

Today, I washed dishes at my job. Saw quite a few of my friends eat there before going to the homecoming dance. Really wished I could've gone. :sad:

You're all thinking of logical solutions. In this battle with Dad (who I've renamed Gamera), he will hear none of it.

Why didn't Gamera hire a firing squad to fire at a tree, knocking it down, landing on the house, and giving him an alternate doorway?

You're all thinking of logical solutions. In this battle with Dad (who I've renamed Gamera), he will hear none of it.

Why didn't Gamera hire a firing squad to fire at a tree, knocking it down, landing on the house, and giving him an alternate doorway?

Or go rent a tank and bust through the front door?

Now that you say that, I can just picture the Wile E. Coyote series of attempts to get inside.

Me and my friends were attempting to think of what the most sophisticated person alive would be like.

So far, we have concluded that he's named James, has a butler named Jeeves, has an English accent, listens to light jazz, drinks tea (with one sugar, 2 cream), wears a monocle and a white and black suit, has a wife named Emily, and can speak Latin. He may or may not have a PhD.

Me and my friends were attempting to think of what the most sophisticated person alive would be like.

So far, we have concluded that he's named James, has a butler named Jeeves, has an English accent, listens to light jazz, drinks tea (with one sugar, 2 cream), wears a monocle and a white and black suit, has a wife named Emily, and can speak Latin. He may or may not have a PhD.

Dos Equis guy?

Speaking of tests, next Wednesday I do my driving test. (Going forward and backward through 5 cones, then driving around the block.) I can't choke.

Easiest test ever. I'm so jealous. I wish mine was like that.

 

How is yours?

We actually have to drive around town, and on the freeway depending where you're taking it.

Me and my friends were attempting to think of what the most sophisticated person alive would be like.

So far, we have concluded that he's named James, has a butler named Jeeves, has an English accent, listens to light jazz, drinks tea (with one sugar, 2 cream), wears a monocle and a white and black suit, has a wife named Emily, and can speak Latin. He may or may not have a PhD.

Dos Equis guy?

Something like that.

He would have to have a PhD.

Alright. So, current qualities:

 

Name: James

Is married to Emily

Short white hair and beard

Wears a top-hat (Only when outdoors, of course)

Carries a cane

Wears a black and white suit.

Has a monocle

About 6 feet tall

Writes poetry

Has a PhD

Speaks multiple languages, including Latin

Has a butler named Jeeves

Listens to Jazz

Takes one sugar in his tea, with 2 creams

Writes poetry

Hobbies include reading and studying philosophy

A black and white suit? No pics no proof.

The most sophisticated guy alive is Lord Rupert Everton, a shipping merchant who raises fancy dogs.

 

yup

He would have a family crest, which he would display whenever possible.

He'd have a Rolls Royce, but he wouldn't drive it, oh no.

And he'd have a chauffeur. With one of those teensy pencil moustaches.

And it's a soft 'J', you kinda roll it with your tongue. And extend the 'ay'.

Jaaaaaaames.

 

Chilli Con Carne Pie is awesome.

The most sophisticated guy alive is Lord Rupert Everton, a shipping merchant who raises fancy dogs.

 

yup

I see no monocle. IMPOSTOR!

Alright. So, current qualities:

 

Name: James

Is married to Emily

Short white hair and beard

Wears a top-hat (Only when outdoors, of course)

Carries a cane

Wears a black and white suit.

Has a monocle

About 6 feet tall

Writes poetry

Has a PhD

Speaks multiple languages, including Latin

Has a butler named Jeeves

Listens to Jazz

Takes one sugar in his tea, with 2 creams

Writes poetry

Hobbies include reading and studying philosophy

 

wait what? How'd you figure me out so... well ? o.O

 

 

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Today was just another day.

Alright. So, current qualities:

 

Name: James

Is married to Emily

Short white hair and beard

Wears a top-hat (Only when outdoors, of course)

Carries a cane

Wears a black and white suit.

Has a monocle

About 6 feet tall

Writes poetry

Has a PhD

Speaks multiple languages, including Latin

Has a butler named Jeeves

Listens to Jazz

Takes one sugar in his tea, with 2 creams

Writes poetry

Hobbies include reading and studying philosophy

 

wait what? How'd you figure me out so... well ? o.O

 

 

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Today was just another day.

Rob, you also put that he writes poetry twice.

 

OT: My day at work was fine I guess, it got busy for a little while. A girl threw up all over table 41, which is the biggest table we have (well, actually, 41 is a combination of three tables), and the smell was lingering while the party of 25 was eating there. They didn't complain so whatever. My feet hurt. We hired a new hostess, she's nice, outgoing, and good looking. Good with kids I suppose, since she deals with them all the time. Aaaaaand I'm rambling.

It is so funny when people forgot they have certain people on facebook/any social networking site. One of the crew called out today but forgot I was one of his facebook friends. On his facebook, he wrote "Played hookey at work today LOL". I commented "You better be here in 15 minutes or you have no job LOL - your manager". 10 minutes later he showed up. Still wrote the kid up. Got an interview lined up with a factory and a data-center tomorrow and the day after.

It is so funny when people forgot they have certain people on facebook/any social networking site. One of the crew called out today but forgot I was one of his facebook friends. On his facebook, he wrote "Played hookey at work today LOL". I commented "You better be here in 15 minutes or you have no job LOL - your manager". 10 minutes later he showed up. Still wrote the kid up. Got an interview lined up with a factory and a data-center tomorrow and the day after.

Lol'd. He should feel dumb anyways for posting something like that on Facebook, where anyone can read it and judge him for it.

 

OT: Boring. I slept from 5:30 to 5:30, got out of the shower too late to go out to dinner with the family, and spent the day/night on the computer. Pretty bad day, to be honest, but I got most of the sleep back that I lost over the past few weeks. I've got no homework this weekend, not even long-term stuff, and Monday off, so I plan to read, play piano, and maybe go see "The Town". I found the sheet music for a bunch of Scott Joplin stuff in my dad's collection, so I'll be sight-reading that to get my hands back in shape.