There's still a difference between noticing the cookie jar being lighter from one day to the next and actually having a video of someone with their hand inside it.
I like to think it's more like the refusal would be equivalent to the US insisting that they DIDN'T invade the Middle East, and that it was all just "Anti-US" propaganda and lies. I don't care what China's reasons are. The fact that they got getting caught doing it but are schizophrenically denying it is the part that bothers me.
I don't remember seeing a propaganda video that the US released showing a script kiddie application they were using to hack a Chinese university.
I just wish I could have been a part of the days when your intentions were plainly written down on paper, signed, and then sent to the entity in question.
I understand that. All of it. I really do. I want the absolute best (per my criteria) female partner I can get too. I wouldn't be completely opposed to children as some point myself. I just get shunted into "cynical mode" when I talk to these 24-26 year olds and read their profiles and realize that they're not looking for a boyfriend/husband/father and they're just looking for the sperm with which to generate their children and the paycheck with which to feed them. I mean, sure, that's biology, but I think there's supposed to be some illusion of, well, personality or something on top of that.
On the topic of sports, the most frustrating thing is that I LIKE playing sports. I enjoy playing soccer. I enjoy running around with a frisbee. I love the feeling of competition and being worn out after giving your all. I don't enjoy watching others play, especially when those others are 'roided up superhumans who are getting paid millions to stand around and look like they're giving their all. They're doing their job; nothing more, and I have no interest in watching someone do their job. In STL, you're looked at as some sort of social pariah if you're not a frothing-at-the-mouth Cardinals fan. The only thing worse is despising professional sports in general.
You'd THINK that the eagerness to be athletic would trump the eagerness to passively observe others do it like some kind of vegetable. The ones I've tried explaining this to some of the "sports fans" I've dated, they don't get it, and then it never lasts long after that. So don't sweat the inability to be athletic yourself: It won't count for much.
Yeah, I don't know what they were thinking. Maybe they found someone else. Maybe I'm not as eloquent as I think I am. Who knows? Your date sounds like he was a classy classy gentleman. It's events like that which cause me to wonder about the others of my gender sometimes.
At any rate, I'll give OKC a shot and see what happens. Thanks for the recommendation.
I'm 27, so I'm in the 24-30 year old range, and I'm still already seeing the 'babycrazy' signs setting in. The trick is that most of my friends' friends are already married and having kids. I could always ask though. They might know someone.
I've had several women 'wink' at me out of the blue. At that point, I've waited about a day, crafted a well thought out email asking about hobbies and showing interest, and talking about myself a little as well, while at the same time not getting too wordy or talking about creepy things, only to never get a response back.
Personally, I'm thrilled when they make the first move. Just not when they're twice my size, ten years older than me, and have three kids. Your post makes me wonder if I should give up on Match and try OKC at this point.
Well, scientists, yes. I understand that bit. The 'some' I was referring to was the layman who's not actually looked at data, and doesn't really have any personal interest in the matter.
- I want someone, right or wrong, to start a family with now now NOW NOW NOWNOWNOW.
- He must be making at least above median salary for a professional in the area.
- His hobbies must exactly parallel my own.
- He must be as much a dogmatized zealot as I am.
- He must be athletically built and be "smart, witty, and able to surprise me". (this is usually in conjunction with three or more of the other wants as well).
- "I want a man who knows what he wants." I've actually seen it spelled out that plainly, and all I can think to say is "no, no you don't"I still don't know what it means, because women who have said that have absolutely come to hate me for expressing my expectations honestly.
- HE MUST LOVE BASEBALL AS MUCH AS I DO. (note, this means watching professional baseball, not actually PLAYING a sport. No, that would be interesting and show some character of the person.)
My wants:
- I want someone technically minded that I can communicate with, on even a simple level. I don't expect the person to be able to read circuit diagrams or understand packet captures, but PLEASE at least understand to check to make sure the mouse is plugged in before complaining that "it's broken".
- I would prefer someone who can read and speak at a level above that of an eighth grade junior high school student.
- At the risk of being superficial, I would prefer to not be able to wear her jeans and they be baggy.
And I'm not even stereotyping, I mean, I am, but this is literally how it is. Half of them appear to be looking for at immediate meal ticket/family man, and the other half are looking for the male lead from their favorite romantic comedy. I just want someone who will at least nod, smile, and pretend to care when I'm talking to them about my day, who can figure out how to change the remote batteries on her own, and who isn't cutting off the circulation to my legs when she's on top. If those are huge demands, then I guess I'm just an misogynistic, judgmental asshole.
My big realization was that, due to societal norms, there's maybe 1% of the female population out there that fits my criteria. That's one of the reasons why I stopped going to bars for women and started trying the online thing. I figured I could expose myself to a larger pool of candidates. I should have guessed that there was a very specific type of people that have to resort to such measures.
The aggressive, self-confident girl of XKCD is _not_ looking for love online.
True, but she's not looking for love in bars either. She would have already found hers long ago.
You wouldn't buy a car that wouldn't start because it couldn't connect to Honda's authentication server to make sure that you didn't install an unauthorized air filter, would you?
How about a toaster that didn't function out of the box until you completed repairs on it? How about a keyboard that half the keys randomly cut out on?
But no, you manage to try to argue that anyone who complains about defective products is scum. Fantastic. Troll on, good sir. And, of course, by 'troll on, good sir', I mean please drive your car into a wall and die, fag.
I was the annoying kid who loved learning up until about 5th grade. That was when I got told that i didn't exist, DARE replaced science class, and I had to talk my English teacher into letting me do a book report on The Fellowship of the Ring, because she thought it was too long. Also got the shit kicked out of me for years for being such a 'nerd'.
Proudly a C student after that little experience. Never stopped being a nerd (and proud of it) though. Just turned toward things that interested me, rather than what was being taught to me in classes.
For now. I see some insane catch-all "Corporate Ethics Law" being one natural extension of implementing such a system in the schools. The kids grow up one day, and they won't know any different. You might accuse me of tin-foil hatting for saying such a thing. I'd like to accuse myself of the same, but on the other hand, I laughed at people years ago when they talked about using schools as a means of forcing kids into a subservient working-class mindset by making them constantly fear the whip.
You know. That's terrifying, in a very unintended way. A nice calm, quiet, draconian 1984 looks pleasant compared with some kind of surrealist madhouse like Brazil, but right, that's where we're headed.
"Don't fight it son. Confess quickly! If you hold out too long you could jeopardize your credit rating."
I wish I hadn't posted already so I could mod you up. This is one of the reasons why I reluctantly play online games. I've been playing Killing Floor a lot lately in an openly hosted server online and there's about a 80% chance that anyone who joins that isn't a member of the core group of people I play with just drags the overall effectiveness of the group down sharply. We typically get "forgets god mode is off" guy, "gladly accepts the money I throw at and then immediately disconnects" guy, and my personal favorite, "doesn't understand how choke points work and blames us for it" guy. It's infuriating, and I mean, I can get around it by just pretending the person isn't playing the game. I can always NOT try to bail out 'xxxDarkSepiroth6969xxx' when I see him connect and then be a jackass as described above, but if I do that, what's the point of playing an online game to begin with?
I hit a few bugs in the original Fallouts, sure, but I think Fallout 3 was far more glitchy for me. I also really liked Ultima 7, in spite of the fact that sneezing in real life at an unexpected time would result in a unwinnable situation. If the game is good enough, I will be more willing to overlook that it's glitchy. Broken scripts are annoying, but at least you can usually save in preparation for them. Spots on the terrain you can get trapped inside of with no way to escape (Fallout 3) is not.
Did your friend have the patch for Fallout 2? I'm pretty sure that resolved the boxing ring issue, though I'm not 100% sure.
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This is horrifying and yet believable, all at the same time.
Touche.
But... but... but... the change, man! It's come!
Eh? The same one that the person I replied to was referring to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Middle_East
Okay, I guess you got me there. Jesus, I had forgotten about that. I'm actually kind of ashamed.
There's still a difference between noticing the cookie jar being lighter from one day to the next and actually having a video of someone with their hand inside it.
I like to think it's more like the refusal would be equivalent to the US insisting that they DIDN'T invade the Middle East, and that it was all just "Anti-US" propaganda and lies. I don't care what China's reasons are. The fact that they got getting caught doing it but are schizophrenically denying it is the part that bothers me.
I don't remember seeing a propaganda video that the US released showing a script kiddie application they were using to hack a Chinese university.
I just wish I could have been a part of the days when your intentions were plainly written down on paper, signed, and then sent to the entity in question.
Just man up and own it. For fuck's sake, it's just getting painful.
I understand that. All of it. I really do. I want the absolute best (per my criteria) female partner I can get too. I wouldn't be completely opposed to children as some point myself. I just get shunted into "cynical mode" when I talk to these 24-26 year olds and read their profiles and realize that they're not looking for a boyfriend/husband/father and they're just looking for the sperm with which to generate their children and the paycheck with which to feed them. I mean, sure, that's biology, but I think there's supposed to be some illusion of, well, personality or something on top of that.
On the topic of sports, the most frustrating thing is that I LIKE playing sports. I enjoy playing soccer. I enjoy running around with a frisbee. I love the feeling of competition and being worn out after giving your all. I don't enjoy watching others play, especially when those others are 'roided up superhumans who are getting paid millions to stand around and look like they're giving their all. They're doing their job; nothing more, and I have no interest in watching someone do their job. In STL, you're looked at as some sort of social pariah if you're not a frothing-at-the-mouth Cardinals fan. The only thing worse is despising professional sports in general.
You'd THINK that the eagerness to be athletic would trump the eagerness to passively observe others do it like some kind of vegetable. The ones I've tried explaining this to some of the "sports fans" I've dated, they don't get it, and then it never lasts long after that. So don't sweat the inability to be athletic yourself: It won't count for much.
Yeah, I don't know what they were thinking. Maybe they found someone else. Maybe I'm not as eloquent as I think I am. Who knows? Your date sounds like he was a classy classy gentleman. It's events like that which cause me to wonder about the others of my gender sometimes.
At any rate, I'll give OKC a shot and see what happens. Thanks for the recommendation.
I'm 27, so I'm in the 24-30 year old range, and I'm still already seeing the 'babycrazy' signs setting in. The trick is that most of my friends' friends are already married and having kids. I could always ask though. They might know someone.
I've had several women 'wink' at me out of the blue. At that point, I've waited about a day, crafted a well thought out email asking about hobbies and showing interest, and talking about myself a little as well, while at the same time not getting too wordy or talking about creepy things, only to never get a response back.
Personally, I'm thrilled when they make the first move. Just not when they're twice my size, ten years older than me, and have three kids. Your post makes me wonder if I should give up on Match and try OKC at this point.
Well, scientists, yes. I understand that bit. The 'some' I was referring to was the layman who's not actually looked at data, and doesn't really have any personal interest in the matter.
Indeed. It's equivalent to religion for some. Still don't understand why.
Women wants:
- I want someone, right or wrong, to start a family with now now NOW NOW NOWNOWNOW.
- He must be making at least above median salary for a professional in the area.
- His hobbies must exactly parallel my own.
- He must be as much a dogmatized zealot as I am.
- He must be athletically built and be "smart, witty, and able to surprise me". (this is usually in conjunction with three or more of the other wants as well).
- "I want a man who knows what he wants." I've actually seen it spelled out that plainly, and all I can think to say is "no, no you don't"I still don't know what it means, because women who have said that have absolutely come to hate me for expressing my expectations honestly.
- HE MUST LOVE BASEBALL AS MUCH AS I DO. (note, this means watching professional baseball, not actually PLAYING a sport. No, that would be interesting and show some character of the person.)
My wants:
- I want someone technically minded that I can communicate with, on even a simple level. I don't expect the person to be able to read circuit diagrams or understand packet captures, but PLEASE at least understand to check to make sure the mouse is plugged in before complaining that "it's broken".
- I would prefer someone who can read and speak at a level above that of an eighth grade junior high school student.
- At the risk of being superficial, I would prefer to not be able to wear her jeans and they be baggy.
And I'm not even stereotyping, I mean, I am, but this is literally how it is. Half of them appear to be looking for at immediate meal ticket/family man, and the other half are looking for the male lead from their favorite romantic comedy. I just want someone who will at least nod, smile, and pretend to care when I'm talking to them about my day, who can figure out how to change the remote batteries on her own, and who isn't cutting off the circulation to my legs when she's on top. If those are huge demands, then I guess I'm just an misogynistic, judgmental asshole.
My big realization was that, due to societal norms, there's maybe 1% of the female population out there that fits my criteria. That's one of the reasons why I stopped going to bars for women and started trying the online thing. I figured I could expose myself to a larger pool of candidates. I should have guessed that there was a very specific type of people that have to resort to such measures.
The aggressive, self-confident girl of XKCD is _not_ looking for love online.
True, but she's not looking for love in bars either. She would have already found hers long ago.
Makes a great dry erase surface too. There's a special place in hell for the bastards that put it in baby formula.
You wouldn't buy a car that wouldn't start because it couldn't connect to Honda's authentication server to make sure that you didn't install an unauthorized air filter, would you?
How about a toaster that didn't function out of the box until you completed repairs on it?
How about a keyboard that half the keys randomly cut out on?
But no, you manage to try to argue that anyone who complains about defective products is scum. Fantastic. Troll on, good sir. And, of course, by 'troll on, good sir', I mean please drive your car into a wall and die, fag.
I was the annoying kid who loved learning up until about 5th grade. That was when I got told that i didn't exist, DARE replaced science class, and I had to talk my English teacher into letting me do a book report on The Fellowship of the Ring, because she thought it was too long. Also got the shit kicked out of me for years for being such a 'nerd'.
Proudly a C student after that little experience. Never stopped being a nerd (and proud of it) though. Just turned toward things that interested me, rather than what was being taught to me in classes.
For now. I see some insane catch-all "Corporate Ethics Law" being one natural extension of implementing such a system in the schools. The kids grow up one day, and they won't know any different. You might accuse me of tin-foil hatting for saying such a thing. I'd like to accuse myself of the same, but on the other hand, I laughed at people years ago when they talked about using schools as a means of forcing kids into a subservient working-class mindset by making them constantly fear the whip.
You know. That's terrifying, in a very unintended way. A nice calm, quiet, draconian 1984 looks pleasant compared with some kind of surrealist madhouse like Brazil, but right, that's where we're headed.
"Don't fight it son. Confess quickly! If you hold out too long you could jeopardize your credit rating."
I wish I hadn't posted already so I could mod you up. This is one of the reasons why I reluctantly play online games. I've been playing Killing Floor a lot lately in an openly hosted server online and there's about a 80% chance that anyone who joins that isn't a member of the core group of people I play with just drags the overall effectiveness of the group down sharply. We typically get "forgets god mode is off" guy, "gladly accepts the money I throw at and then immediately disconnects" guy, and my personal favorite, "doesn't understand how choke points work and blames us for it" guy. It's infuriating, and I mean, I can get around it by just pretending the person isn't playing the game. I can always NOT try to bail out 'xxxDarkSepiroth6969xxx' when I see him connect and then be a jackass as described above, but if I do that, what's the point of playing an online game to begin with?
That doesn't help your argument. Movies are overpriced.
I hit a few bugs in the original Fallouts, sure, but I think Fallout 3 was far more glitchy for me. I also really liked Ultima 7, in spite of the fact that sneezing in real life at an unexpected time would result in a unwinnable situation. If the game is good enough, I will be more willing to overlook that it's glitchy. Broken scripts are annoying, but at least you can usually save in preparation for them. Spots on the terrain you can get trapped inside of with no way to escape (Fallout 3) is not.
Did your friend have the patch for Fallout 2? I'm pretty sure that resolved the boxing ring issue, though I'm not 100% sure.