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That's not whining; being kicked out of your home with nowhere to go is a legitimate gripe if I ever heard one. And what about your money? Is he giving it back at least or do you think he's scamming you out of two month's rent?
Thankfully he wrote me a check for the full amount. We'll see if it bounces. It did cross my mind that it's a scam but I'm fairly sure it ain't. I think he just got paranoid or read the chatlog from last night concerning whether cum turns into jello haha. I'm gonna email him under a fake name and see if he's trying to rent the apt. I'm fine but it was a pretty unpleasant morning.
Whaaaaaaa is this I missed?
Hahah but earnestly, I am sorry behb :/ Pretty shitty thing to have happen to ya.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
On a lighter note, my newfangled homelessness gave me the opportunity to listen to a library hobo take the loudest and smelliest dump of all time. Dude was going for the gold and he got it.
Feeling pretty low right now. Made the mistake of texting the girl I was once enamored with and she responded with some pretty hurtful things. Needless to say she is out of my life for good now. This year has proven to be the worst yet for my romantic pursuits. I need to make some changes in how I approach this in the future.
I need to make some changes in how I approach this in the future.
First up, don't ever try to rekindle things that did not work out in the past. Don't even go near that shit. Don't call it, poke it, text it, instagram it, or especially screw it. NEVER WORKS.
Feeling pretty low right now. Made the mistake of texting the girl I was once enamored with and she responded with some pretty hurtful things. Needless to say she is out of my life for good now. This year has proven to be the worst yet for my romantic pursuits. I need to make some changes in how I approach this in the future.
I think many of us have made that mistake. Almost never a good idea but I get the temptation and have also given in to it. If she was already thinking hurtful shit about ya then I doubt she would've made for a very nice partner. Let the shame fade and then move on to Craigslist. Maybe you'll see me on there and we can bang.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
I understand you probably don't know what it is like to have ppl that wanna visit you. hugs for you
Well, you do make it easier to drive through Asheville without stopping when I'm in North Carolina next month. Thanks!
Hehe you know I'm kidding. Abra has already mentioned comin to hang in Asheville for a night/going to a show once I move there. You are I GUESS invited too. But I won't be there next month :/ not moving til February I think.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
I need to make some changes in how I approach this in the future.
First up, don't ever try to rekindle things that did not work out in the past. Don't even go near that shit. Don't call it, poke it, text it, instagram it, or especially screw it. NEVER WORKS.
Normally I am 100% on board with this, but I held out some hope that we could remain friends. Of course, fool me twice...shame on me. Needless to say we are severed now. On to greener pastures.
Well, you do make it easier to drive through Asheville without stopping when I'm in North Carolina next month. Thanks!
When will you be in NC? Anywhere near Charlotte?
We're driving through NC to the coast the day after Christmas to attend a family function for a few days then heading back. I don't really know the route but I don't think it takes us through Charlotte.
We're driving through NC to the coast the day after Christmas to attend a family function for a few days then heading back. I don't really know the route but I don't think it takes us through Charlotte.
My biological father passed away last night. Honestly, I am fine. I haven't seen or talked to him since 8th grade (1998) with very minimal Facebook contact in the past couple of years.
I am putting this in the GRR thread, because it seemed like the right place- not because I am too grr-y. I don't really consider him my father- my stepfather filled that role many years ago. I feel less sad and more.. off.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
My biological father passed away last night. Honestly, I am fine. I haven't seen or talked to him since 8th grade (1998) with very minimal Facebook contact in the past couple of years.
I am putting this in the GRR thread, because it seemed like the right place- not because I am too grr-y. I don't really consider him my father- my stepfather filled that role many years ago. I feel less sad and more.. off.
My husband was in a similar position. Man that basically only supplied the sperm died. You feel nothing, but yet you feel conflicted because you feel nothing.
My husband was in a similar position. Man that basically only supplied the sperm died. You feel nothing, but yet you feel conflicted because you feel nothing.
Sorry for your not loss, none the less.
Exactamente. (and thank you)
Obviously I am stalking his FB page and someone wrote this:
A dear friend, Bill Wolters was found dead on his boat last night. I'm in shock. Overjoyed our conversations on law, politics, religion. music, arts, culture, nature...everything under the sun. He adored his family and shared proud stories of his children and ex wife. He was a Humanist. We were getting together with another friend this week for dinner and a scrabble game. May your Soul rest in peace Bill Wolters
Umm.. what? Interesting way to show his adoration. I'm surprised his friends even knew he had kids.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
My biological father passed away last night. Honestly, I am fine. I haven't seen or talked to him since 8th grade (1998) with very minimal Facebook contact in the past couple of years.
I am putting this in the GRR thread, because it seemed like the right place- not because I am too grr-y. I don't really consider him my father- my stepfather filled that role many years ago. I feel less sad and more.. off.
I can relate on the biological dad v. stepdad, absences by both and all the weirdness that comes in there. It's certainly a situation that pulls you in a lot of different directions especially when you don't have many people that have gone through similar territory.
My husband was in a similar position. Man that basically only supplied the sperm died. You feel nothing, but yet you feel conflicted because you feel nothing.
Sorry for your not loss, none the less.
Exactamente. (and thank you)
Obviously I am stalking his FB page and someone wrote this:
A dear friend, Bill Wolters was found dead on his boat last night. I'm in shock. Overjoyed our conversations on law, politics, religion. music, arts, culture, nature...everything under the sun. He adored his family and shared proud stories of his children and ex wife. He was a Humanist. We were getting together with another friend this week for dinner and a scrabble game. May your Soul rest in peace Bill Wolters
Umm.. what? Interesting way to show his adoration. I'm surprised his friends even knew he had kids.
The complete bull shit they can come up with and print after someone dies never ceases to amaze me.
My husband was in a similar position. Man that basically only supplied the sperm died. You feel nothing, but yet you feel conflicted because you feel nothing.
Sorry for your not loss, none the less.
Exactamente. (and thank you)
Obviously I am stalking his FB page and someone wrote this:
A dear friend, Bill Wolters was found dead on his boat last night. I'm in shock. Overjoyed our conversations on law, politics, religion. music, arts, culture, nature...everything under the sun. He adored his family and shared proud stories of his children and ex wife. He was a Humanist. We were getting together with another friend this week for dinner and a scrabble game. May your Soul rest in peace Bill Wolters
Umm.. what? Interesting way to show his adoration. I'm surprised his friends even knew he had kids.
like many others mentioned here, i also was in the same situation with my father when he passed away two years ago. i hadn't seen him in almost 10 years. i did go to the funeral for my grandmother, who i was still in contact with. it was weird and sad at the same time. mostly b/c i felt in a way he was already dead to me, since he was not really around.
i used to be mad at my dad, but i realized he wasn't a bad person. some people just aren't meant to be parents and i think that was him. he and my stepmom were married for 21 years and never had any children of their own.
I came home last night to find my wife shaking and throwing up uncontrollably. Her temperature was 105.3. I threw her and two sleeping babies in the car for a fun filled visit to the ER after midnight. Midnight is like the witching hour in ER's. I know. I used to hang out in one at the hospital beside my old house. I was never sick, I just loved the stories. I digress though.
2 hours. 3 rooms. 4 nurses. That's how long it took to get an IV in. 2 hours. 2 doctors. That's how long after it took for them to diagnose her.
The fucked up part? They didn't. We're on our way to the family doctor today to find out what's wrong. It shouldn't take 6 hours and the pain of going though an IV over and over again when they don't really have a clue as to what's wrong with you.
This GRRR is brought to you by my hatred for hospitals.
I came home last night to find my wife shaking and throwing up uncontrollably. Her temperature was 105.3. I threw her and two sleeping babies in the car for a fun filled visit to the ER after midnight. Midnight is like the witching hour in ER's. I know. I used to hang out in one at the hospital beside my old house. I was never sick, I just loved the stories. I digress though.
2 hours. 3 rooms. 4 nurses. That's how long it took to get an IV in. 2 hours. 2 doctors. That's how long after it took for them to diagnose her.
The fucked up part? They didn't. We're on our way to the family doctor today to find out what's wrong. It shouldn't take 6 hours and the pain of going though an IV over and over again when they don't really have a clue as to what's wrong with you.
This GRRR is brought to you by my hatred for hospitals.
That's awful. I hope they figure out what's wrong.
I came home last night to find my wife shaking and throwing up uncontrollably. Her temperature was 105.3. I threw her and two sleeping babies in the car for a fun filled visit to the ER after midnight. Midnight is like the witching hour in ER's. I know. I used to hang out in one at the hospital beside my old house. I was never sick, I just loved the stories. I digress though.
2 hours. 3 rooms. 4 nurses. That's how long it took to get an IV in. 2 hours. 2 doctors. That's how long after it took for them to diagnose her.
The fucked up part? They didn't. We're on our way to the family doctor today to find out what's wrong. It shouldn't take 6 hours and the pain of going though an IV over and over again when they don't really have a clue as to what's wrong with you.
This GRRR is brought to you by my hatred for hospitals.
Hoping things look better soon and they figure out what is needed to treat her. Sending thoughts your way. Hospitals suck.
I came home last night to find my wife shaking and throwing up uncontrollably. Her temperature was 105.3. I threw her and two sleeping babies in the car for a fun filled visit to the ER after midnight. Midnight is like the witching hour in ER's. I know. I used to hang out in one at the hospital beside my old house. I was never sick, I just loved the stories. I digress though.
2 hours. 3 rooms. 4 nurses. That's how long it took to get an IV in. 2 hours. 2 doctors. That's how long after it took for them to diagnose her.
The fucked up part? They didn't. We're on our way to the family doctor today to find out what's wrong. It shouldn't take 6 hours and the pain of going though an IV over and over again when they don't really have a clue as to what's wrong with you.
This GRRR is brought to you by my hatred for hospitals.
Oh man. That is rough stuff especially with the boys along for the ride. Hope they figure out what is going on today.
I came home last night to find my wife shaking and throwing up uncontrollably. Her temperature was 105.3. I threw her and two sleeping babies in the car for a fun filled visit to the ER after midnight. Midnight is like the witching hour in ER's. I know. I used to hang out in one at the hospital beside my old house. I was never sick, I just loved the stories. I digress though.
2 hours. 3 rooms. 4 nurses. That's how long it took to get an IV in. 2 hours. 2 doctors. That's how long after it took for them to diagnose her.
The fucked up part? They didn't. We're on our way to the family doctor today to find out what's wrong. It shouldn't take 6 hours and the pain of going though an IV over and over again when they don't really have a clue as to what's wrong with you.
This GRRR is brought to you by my hatred for hospitals.
Damn I hope they get this figured out real soon and she is on the mend.
Hospital ERs are only good for gun shot wounds to the gut.
I came home last night to find my wife shaking and throwing up uncontrollably. Her temperature was 105.3. I threw her and two sleeping babies in the car for a fun filled visit to the ER after midnight. Midnight is like the witching hour in ER's. I know. I used to hang out in one at the hospital beside my old house. I was never sick, I just loved the stories. I digress though.
2 hours. 3 rooms. 4 nurses. That's how long it took to get an IV in. 2 hours. 2 doctors. That's how long after it took for them to diagnose her.
The fucked up part? They didn't. We're on our way to the family doctor today to find out what's wrong. It shouldn't take 6 hours and the pain of going though an IV over and over again when they don't really have a clue as to what's wrong with you.
This GRRR is brought to you by my hatred for hospitals.
This reminds me of an article someone posted on Facebook recently. (It may have been o'neil?) It's pretty scary to hear things like this.
I'll be sending lots of positive thoughts your way and hoping that they figure out what is wrong with your wife and get her fixed up as quickly as possible.