quote:Originally posted by Thorn Davis: It was like he turned round to me and said "Why can't you be more like your brother?" and I turned my face to the wall, fighting back the tears.
I lol'd.
but herbs, that's quite
I've been a bit mean recently really haven't i. A well respected tmo lothario recently told me I was too 'acidic'. It seems only yesterday I was leading a pitchfork rebellion against thorn for the same crime. How the tables have turned. How, indeed.
Maybe we need an amnesty.
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quote:Originally posted by herbs: I daren't interact on any level other than 'fatuous' with ben or Dr B, as I fear their withering intellectual superiority.
Ha! That never put me off. Day after day I'd wade into debates brandishing half-formed arguments, crass generalisations and near total ignorance in the hope that somehow, like a million monkeys hammering away at a typewriter, I'd accidentally produce something that would elevate me to the top tier of the forum's intellectuals. A wretched and warped approach to social interaction.
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I'm sure it'll pick up when I've had a couple of drinks. People still hanging around. God, it's like waiting for your parents to leave on a two week holiday.
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I've been hitting the booze a fair bit recently. Trying to drink a little less, which only really means living like a freaking hermit, because I can't socialise without getting drunk.
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I don't really get, like, wasted any more like I used to, but I pretty much drink a glass of wine everyday. Three years ago I was running four hangovers a week. Now I don't even get four a month. I'd be well up for spending the afternoon in the pub with this other guy, but I'm not getting a good vibe off him - he's moved into the 'other' room so he can hear if the phones are ringing.
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it's not a problem or anything, I mean, I like getting drunk. It's just I hit it quite hard for a couple of weeks, and after slinging back half a bottle of vodka at about 5am on saturday morning I thought it was time to maybe have a couple of weeks off getting shitfaced. Sadly I'm definitely going to get ruined tomorrow night. But apart from that I have nothing in the diary until the 20th.
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The last chance I had to get fucked up was friday, and I wasted it going to see Jonathan Fucking Richman. Maybe that's why I loathe him so much?
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I watched The Thin Man again last night. The amount of drinking they do in that film is just amazing. William Powell is constantly sozzled, and Myrna Loy just keeps right up with him. He even gets up, in the middle of the night, out of bed, just to have a drink! They have a drinks trolley in every room.
This was 1934, so Prohibition hadn't come to an end that long ago, and the two of them just get wankered, the whole time. He's supposed to be a detective, but as he himself says, the murder case is just getting in the way of his drinking.
Just thought I'd share that with you thirsty folk.
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Louche
Carved TMO on her clit just to make you feel bad
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I'm slowly sliding into a genteel kind of suburban middle class alcoholism that is just about wine in the garden all the time. I'll be dead of chirrosis by the time I am forty. I don't know why I bothered packing in smoking.
All I ever do on here is get leery over the boys, like some wrinkle-cleavaged Mrs Robinson, all smudged lipstick and slurred comeons.
I'm not sure what I used to do on here, though I think Ben said something flattering to me once that I held inside of me, in a little tiny happy place, and revisited on a regular basis.
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Congratulations Thorn and others who've found themselves career success recently. My job keeps me off TMO for the most part, but this thread has made me laugh.
Louche: I've heard reports of the Rangers fans' invasion in Manchester. They're affecting Stockport too, with local food supplies being ravished by the blue locusts. Incredible scenes indeed.
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I was married to a near-teetotaller (i.e. apart from the occasional sip of wine) for twenty years. You'd think that would mean that there was a permanent designated driver in the house and I could get bladdered every night, but in fact it just meant that I only had the occasional sip of wine myself... and the occasional massive binge.
Very dull, but I'm kind of glad because it must've saved a fortune over the years, and possibly left me in better health. Possibly.
Alcoholism must be fucking rife in this country though. They have three aisles of booze in our local Tesco's, and they're always crowded. It's got to be at least a bottle of wine a night for a lot of people. Not to mention a couple of refreshing G&Ts when you get in. Pints at lunchtime seem to have pretty much disappeared these days though, going by the last six or seven places I've worked at.
quote:Originally posted by dang65: Pints at lunchtime seem to have pretty much disappeared these days though, going by the last six or seven places I've worked at.
Yeah, whattup with that? At the very first real job I had (admittedly, journalism) the point of lunchtime was to cram as many pints down your gullet as possible (usually three). After that though people were a bit suspicious if, on the monthly trip to the pub, you ordered alcohol rather than coke and they were aghast if you went for a second drink. I just don't understand why people are so unwilling to partake in this tiny but meaningful act of rebellion against their masters.
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Hmmm... have just had a call from a language recruiter, discussing a job in Madrid as a kind of all-round manager, pay between €30K-40K.
Madrid is fantastic. But I think I'd hate the job again, though I'm not sure on this one. They want a native English. They want a translator. Want someone "mature", someone to help with more senior management decisions and help out with some HR decisions, as well as project managing.
I've told them I might be interested, and was quite blasé about it ("I'd only go and work for them if I actually liked the people, and they paid me enough") (obvious, really, I suppose), but, well, it's risky innit.
I might continue to be really upfront about it ("I do have tons of experience and background that you would benefit from massively, but I'm not particularly interested to be honest, you're going to really have to sell it to me"), just to see what happens.