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Post by Phyre Fest on Sept 10, 2014 15:17:42 GMT -5
Completely classy and professional.
After the initial email to both NCMF and Heineken, I received a response from NCMF saying "We cant confirm thats your photo, but we deleted it". Contest was already over so big deal.
So after a month of nothing I followed up with Heineken this week via e-mail since I had never heard from them after the initial e-mail. This prompted a phone call late last night from whoever is in charge of NCMF/React Presents who was furious that I was e-mailing his sponsors because Heineken's legal department was bugging him over it, lol. After some angry threats back and forth, I eventually hung up on him.
The grandmother of one of my good friends died earlier this week, and my friend has (naturally) been pretty out of it. Today she went over with her parents to her grandfather's (on her other parent's side), to find him dead on the floor.
Another friend of mine who I know has been struggling with depression and home life stuff, told me today she doesn't want to live anymore. I don't believe she's suicidal (no intent, no plans, and she said she couldn't do that to her family), but I don't really know how to help her get the help she needs. She said she'd go to therapy, but she lives with parents who don't believe that depression exists, and would criticize her harshly for even bringing it up (they completely undermine her confidence and identity as a person and are occasionally verbally abusive - actually, now that I think about it, I'd consider them to be emotionally and mentally abusive as well). She's on her parent's health insurance. She can't move out, because she makes minimum wage and that's simply not enough to live on, even without the expense of a therapist (which would still be $20 per visit if she switched to her workplace's insurance). The only person who really cares enough about her and would support her is her grandmother, who lives in a senior citizen community and wouldn't be able to take her in - aside from the fact that her depression disables her from being able to talk to her grandmother about it, because she would feel horribly guilty and responsible for causing that sort of strain and stress to the person she loves most (at least, that's how she sees it). I can talk to her and try to help her when I can, but honestly I can only take so much before I am completely energetically drained. Any advice would be appreciated.
Today has touched me tenderly. It's reminded me to count my blessings, and it's also reminded me of just how far I've climbed out of the darkness I once lived in. Take care of each other, okay?
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Today fuckin' sucks. Can't go to FarmAID because no other bartender at work will work Saturday night because it's the shittiest shift to work.
And even better my girlfriend went ahead and started "fosterin'" to beagle puppies even though I absolutely did not want them. They just keep shittin' in the house.
Today fuckin' sucks. Can't go to FarmAID because no other bartender at work will work Saturday night because it's the shittiest shift to work.
And even better my girlfriend went ahead and started "fosterin'" to beagle puppies even though I absolutely did not want them. They just keep shittin' in the house.
When my wife bartended Saturday was the money shift. Everyone wanted it and the senior staff got first dibs.
The grandmother of one of my good friends died earlier this week, and my friend has (naturally) been pretty out of it. Today she went over with her parents to her grandfather's (on her other parent's side), to find him dead on the floor.
Another friend of mine who I know has been struggling with depression and home life stuff, told me today she doesn't want to live anymore. I don't believe she's suicidal (no intent, no plans, and she said she couldn't do that to her family), but I don't really know how to help her get the help she needs. She said she'd go to therapy, but she lives with parents who don't believe that depression exists, and would criticize her harshly for even bringing it up (they completely undermine her confidence and identity as a person and are occasionally verbally abusive - actually, now that I think about it, I'd consider them to be emotionally and mentally abusive as well). She's on her parent's health insurance. She can't move out, because she makes minimum wage and that's simply not enough to live on, even without the expense of a therapist (which would still be $20 per visit if she switched to her workplace's insurance). The only person who really cares enough about her and would support her is her grandmother, who lives in a senior citizen community and wouldn't be able to take her in - aside from the fact that her depression disables her from being able to talk to her grandmother about it, because she would feel horribly guilty and responsible for causing that sort of strain and stress to the person she loves most (at least, that's how she sees it). I can talk to her and try to help her when I can, but honestly I can only take so much before I am completely energetically drained. Any advice would be appreciated.
Today has touched me tenderly. It's reminded me to count my blessings, and it's also reminded me of just how far I've climbed out of the darkness I once lived in. Take care of each other, okay?
As someone who deeply loves and cares about another person who's depression has gone so far as to almost prove fatal to themselves you have my deepest empathy & sympathy. People who suffer from SERIOUS depression can be super-frustrating to those of us who don't. Our lives are pretty shitty too but we don't give up. And that's the only advice We can offer in the face of what they are going through. "Don't give up! "It really isn't as easy as telling them to talk to the right therapist and take the right meds because their serotonin receptors are probably crippled which disables them from experiencing feelings of calm and safety.
I wished I could give you some advice. Tell this person how much you love them and how much they mean to you...a guilt trip. Tell this person (and they already know this) that everyone they know would be devastated by their loss...a guilt trip.
I don't know how to help your friend. I don't know how to help my friend. May be I got you all wrong. But I guess what I'm saying is that you are not alone. That's neither comfort or advice. I think about this person every day. I worry about them too.
I'm super duper sick. Nose is both stuffy and runny, can't stop coughing, I'm achy, and my head is killing me. Not really sure how this happened. I don't know if it's the crazy weather changes in the 4 days that I've been here or if it's all allergies because of my cousins two very hairy cats or what. But I'm miserable and feel bad that I have to fly like this...
WTF Urban Outfiters'? Who thought this was a good idea?!?!?!?
I have a lot of friends who either go to Kent or are now alumni so this has been all over my newsfeed today. It's craziness. No idea why they would do this.....
I will never shop at that store again. FUCK THAT SHIT.
Same here. What the hell were they thinking?
Simple. Get people talking. Publicity. There's no way they thought this (or some of the other stunts they pull) would go by without people flipping out. Just done to stir up some controversy..
Post by burberry142 on Sept 18, 2014 8:20:08 GMT -5
this isn't so much of a grrrr per se, but there's no "GD, I Hate Myself" thread
i was driving home last night around midnight and popped around the curve of an old country road and saw something in the road. i didn't swerve in time and was going too fast to stop, and at the last second it turned its head and looked right at me. it was an owl. i ran over an owl. i have no idea why it was there or why it didn't fly and i've gone over whether i could have swerved in time or not a million times in my head. i'm just sick about it; i cannot get over it. i love animals, and i especially love owls. they're so awesome.
that poor, sweet creature. i took it out of the road so it wouldn't be mutilated. it was so fucking beautiful. i hate everything. i hate roads and cars and humanity and myself.
I was so excited to see Pumpkin Spice coffee creamer at the store so I bought it. Put it in my coffee this morning only to discover it's apparently loaded with enough cinnamon to make my tongue swell slightly. My fault for not checking beforehand (even though I can eat some things with small amounts of cinnamon and it won't bother me), but still GRRRR. First world problem, indeed.
this isn't so much of a grrrr per se, but there's no "GD, I Hate Myself" thread
i was driving home last night around midnight and popped around the curve of an old country road and saw something in the road. i didn't swerve in time and was going too fast to stop, and at the last second it turned its head and looked right at me. it was an owl. i ran over an owl. i have no idea why it was there or why it didn't fly and i've gone over whether i could have swerved in time or not a million times in my head. i'm just sick about it; i cannot get over it. i love animals, and i especially love owls. they're so awesome.
that poor, sweet creature. i took it out of the road so it wouldn't be mutilated. it was so fucking beautiful. i hate everything. i hate roads and cars and humanity and myself.
Oh that is tough and I totally get it. My first week driving I hit a squirrel and cried. My only offer of condolence is that maybe this owl was already badly injured, which is why he wasn't able to fly away.
My ex bf is an idiot. I went with him to get that thing signed for his truck, thinking that'd be the last time of ever have to see him again. Officially nothing tying us together.
No. He brought the wrong paper to be notorized, so now we have to go back and sign the right paper. I really don't like having to see him. Shit is awkward as fuck..
My ex bf is an idiot. I went with him to get that thing signed for his truck, thinking that'd be the last time of ever have to see him again. Officially nothing tying us together.
No. He brought the wrong paper to be notorized, so now we have to go back and sign the right paper. I really don't like having to see him. Shit is awkward as fuck..
Just have sex with him, that will solve everything.
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My ex bf is an idiot. I went with him to get that thing signed for his truck, thinking that'd be the last time of ever have to see him again. Officially nothing tying us together.
No. He brought the wrong paper to be notorized, so now we have to go back and sign the right paper. I really don't like having to see him. Shit is awkward as fuck..
Just have sex with him, that will solve everything.
My ex bf is an idiot. I went with him to get that thing signed for his truck, thinking that'd be the last time of ever have to see him again. Officially nothing tying us together.
No. He brought the wrong paper to be notorized, so now we have to go back and sign the right paper. I really don't like having to see him. Shit is awkward as fuck..
Just have sex with him, that will solve everything.
5.5/four tet, daphni b2b floating points, avalon emerson 5.12/neil young 5.19/mannequin pussy 5.21/serpentwithfeet 5.25/hozier 6.12-16/bonnaroo 6.28/goose 6.29/goose 9.17/the national + the war on drugs 9.23/sigur ros 9.27-29/making time 10.17/air
this isn't so much of a grrrr per se, but there's no "GD, I Hate Myself" thread
i was driving home last night around midnight and popped around the curve of an old country road and saw something in the road. i didn't swerve in time and was going too fast to stop, and at the last second it turned its head and looked right at me. it was an owl. i ran over an owl. i have no idea why it was there or why it didn't fly and i've gone over whether i could have swerved in time or not a million times in my head. i'm just sick about it; i cannot get over it. i love animals, and i especially love owls. they're so awesome.
that poor, sweet creature. i took it out of the road so it wouldn't be mutilated. it was so fucking beautiful. i hate everything. i hate roads and cars and humanity and myself.
Oh Nooo! I hit a family or raccoons a few months ago. I was hysterical. Screaming and crying. If I hit an owl. Shit. Peace be with you.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
I realize that a lot of fraternities have bad qualities and do bad things. The worst thing to ever happen to fraternities was that stupid TFM website that encourages kids to act stupid and come into college expecting it to be like Animal House. I know some idiots in fraternities, but I also know some of the nicest guys who are brothers in fraternities. I hate that people now label anyone in a fraternity as a bad guy when really it is a just small percentage of idiots.
I realize that a lot of fraternities have bad qualities and do bad things. The worst thing to ever happen to fraternities was that stupid TFM website that encourages kids to act stupid and come into college expecting it to be like Animal House. I know some idiots in fraternities, but I also know some of the nicest guys who are brothers in fraternities. I hate that people now label anyone in a fraternity as a bad guy when really it is a just small percentage of idiots.
It is very different from school to school I think, but in larger schools like the University of Arizona the idiots make up more than a small percentage.