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MDG, I checked out that show company you wrote about in another thread, and Damn! No wonder you're always looking for a better job. I would be too if I spent that much on shoes. Yikes. And they're ugly too!
Too much stuff to paint, only problem when signing up to a tournie that was three months away (now one and a half) and the garden snails outside have more painted figures than me.
Other than that slightly ticked off by the supreme courts ruling today, would have liked to claim for my charges from a few years back.
Its not a massive distaster though as I hadn't started anything yet, so nothing lost really.
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"That's not an Ork, its a girl.." - Last words of High General Daran Ul'tharem, battle of Ursha VII.
Two White Horses (Ipswich Town and Denver Broncos Supporter)
Sometime i wish there were things like clubs or stuff at school where i can meet people who have the same intererests as me. No love for sci-fi nerds here.
-to many points to bother to count.
mattyrm wrote:i like the idea of a woman with a lobster claw for a hand touching my nuts. :-)
Wondering why certain posters on Dakka can flame all day and make personal attacks and not get a warning but I put up posts that MIGHT be flame baiting and they get deleted.
Guess certain people writing biased, hate filled reviews can do anything they want.
--The whole concept of government granted and government regulated 'permits' and the accompanying government mandate for government approved firearms 'training' prior to being blessed by government with the privilege to carry arms in a government approved and regulated manner, flies directly in the face of the fundamental right to keep and bear arms.
“The Constitution is not an instrument for the government to restrain the people, it is an instrument for the people to restrain the government.”
Tried to put my neighbors dog who'd gotten lose agin in their back yard,
bastard tried to maul me. Stopped when he realized it was me, and he didn't break the skin, but damn it hurts like a cast iron bitch!
well, i'm still out of a job. this sucks. if my aunt and uncle hadn't kicked me out i wouldn't have had to leave the first one to move to the other side of the city.
I just got back from seeing Ninja Assassin. If you've seen any of the ads or the trailer, you know exactly what to expect. Lots of hot Ninja-on-Ninja action, gallons of blood and little or no plot. If you walk out of that movie disappointed, it's you're own fault.
It's cold and wet outside. It's nearly summer, dammit, and it's still pissing with rain.
People are like dice, a certain Frenchman said that. You throw yourself in the direction of your own choosing. People are free because they can do that. Everyone's circumstances are different, but no matter how small the choice, at the very least, you can throw yourself. It's not chance or fate. It's the choice you made.
so i've been looking for steady work in my town since june, and it has sucked
last week though, i had an interview, it went well, and i passed the drug test
i've told i'll hear something by the weekend........weekend comes to an end, but its ok, buddy of mine works there and says the higher ups were out, i should hear by monday.
monday comes and goes, still no word, i'm getting the feeling i'm going to have to start hitting up the few sinkholes left around town i have tried at....
today, no more then 20 minutes after i get up....i get the call
boys and girls, i start with training tomorrow, i once again have a job.
greenskin lynn wrote:so i've been looking for steady work in my town since june, and it has sucked
last week though, i had an interview, it went well, and i passed the drug test
i've told i'll hear something by the weekend........weekend comes to an end, but its ok, buddy of mine works there and says the higher ups were out, i should hear by monday.
monday comes and goes, still no word, i'm getting the feeling i'm going to have to start hitting up the few sinkholes left around town i have tried at....
today, no more then 20 minutes after i get up....i get the call
boys and girls, i start with training tomorrow, i once again have a job.
What kind of job is it?
Did you have the thought that you wouldn't pass the drug test?
What's on my mind?
I feel like watching competitive StarCraft players of Korea...though YouTube is blocked at work...
I always find the announcers yelling "GG!!!" funny as hell...
This is a little story about four people named Everybody, Somebody, Anybody, and Nobody.
There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it.
Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it.
Somebody got angry about that because it was Everybody's job.
Everybody thought that Anybody could do it, but Nobody realized that Everybody wouldn't do it.
It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have done.
nice one, I'm glad it all worked out well for you.
The poor man really has a stake in the country. The rich man hasn't; he can go away to New Guinea in a yacht. The poor have sometimes objected to being governed badly; the rich have always objected to being governed at all
We love our superheroes because they refuse to give up on us. We can analyze them out of existence, kill them, ban them, mock them, and still they return, patiently reminding us of who we are and what we wish we could be.
"the play's the thing wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king,