Curse

Retribution X · Aug 06, 2006, 12:26 AM // 00:26

Quote:

Originally Posted by d4nowar

Aren't you like 13? or was it 15? Either way...

15 (B/day on 21st). I literally CANNOT stand little kids.

I hate people who cannot use english in the english districts.

Calan The Powerful · Aug 06, 2006, 01:04 AM // 01:04

idiots

Bane of Worlds · Aug 06, 2006, 02:42 AM // 02:42

ppl who curse others in other languages

Hidden in the Mist · Aug 06, 2006, 07:41 AM // 07:41

People who live in America that can't speak any ENGLISH!!

Mera Regila · Aug 06, 2006, 08:19 AM // 08:19

What's with this hostility to people under 14? If there was meant to be an age requirement, Guild Wars would enforce it more clearly. I'm OK with people who are under 14, or ANYONE for that matter, as long as they're mature and not being complete jerks.

If I meet someone who's not a complete jerk, and is mature, IDK if he's five stinkin years old, but he's decent.

fiery · Aug 06, 2006, 08:33 AM // 08:33

I now present the, The Hate List Part 1.

# Some housecleaning hatred:

* The almost Bush-like exaggerations of glass and surface cleaners that claim to be "streak-free"
* The way stuff always sticks to the broom
* The way one tends to notice certain problems developing, but it's not "worth it" to take care of it at a given moment (i.e., the interior of one's refrigerator is growing steadily more disgusting)

# The smell of guinea pigs in winter
# The fact that literally every patient who comes into the office takes note of how quickly time is moving
# The amount of time I waste in front of the computer
# Comcast Broadband Internet
# When some crappy ISP goes into the registry in order to make the rather outlandish claim that Internet Explorer is "provided by" them, when in fact it comes with Windows
# Anything on my computer that makes it look like I'm one of those people who doesn't know how to use a computer
# The way that every new program that installs has to make its own stupid folder on the Start menu, and in order to justify it, they have to put in a bunch of junk icons like "Readme" and "Uninstall," when if they didn't suck so much, they could just put the one icon in the root of the Programs folder and let you live your life!
# Advertising
# All those who are attempting to colonize my mind
# The soundtrack to my life at Grumish Chiropractic
# The fact that if a doctor's office is going to play jazz, they have to play crappy, tacky jazz, like remixes of the song "All-Star"
# Being a non-profit enterprise
# Making decisions
# Hidden-camera shows other than "Trigger Happy TV"
# Most reality shows produced on a low budget by cable networks
# The fine verbal distinctions surrounding the word "date"
# Compromising my desire
# Patriotic displays, especially in church
# Finding flags in my yard
# The awkwardness surrounding the process of throwing away a cheap mini-flag
# The fact that so many people are able to ignore the clear connection between patriotism and the glorification of war (see, for example, "The Star-Spangled Banner")
# The fact that conservatives, by their very nature, do not "fight fair" in discussions
# Writing a brief academic paper on the first weekend after I finished up classes for the summer, because I don't know what else I'm supposed to do for fun
# The strain of acting like I don't care that Richard and Tara finished Mario 64 before I did
# The cloud that hangs over my composition of web page material after one of my readers asked to be removed from my mailing list because I tempted him to be too cynical
# Being interrogated
# Being in a conversation in which I know for a fact that everything I say is going to be wrong
# Working full time
# Getting the song "Ironic" in my head, then dissecting its lyrics. Here are the results:

* More "ironic" than rain on your wedding day would be if your wedding day was beautiful, but your proposed spouse was cheating on you a half hour before the ceremony, meaning that your marriage, accompanied by a good omen, is likely doomed from the start
* More "ironic" than a no smoking sign on your cigarette break would be going to the designated smoking area for your smoking break, pulling out a cigarette, and lacking a lighter
* Getting a free ride when you've already paid is actually pretty ironic in my opinion. I can't improve on that one very much. The same goes for "meeting the man of your dreams, then meeting his beautiful wife" -- okay, maybe we could improve on it with by adding, "when up to that point you thought you were a heterosexual male"
* The part about the old man turning 98, winning the lottery, and dying the next day is not ironic on its own. It is only ironic if she specifies one of two situations:
1. The old man has played the lottery every day of his adult life
2. The old man lived a life of grinding poverty
* The part about the man in the plane crash doesn't make much sense to me, due to its ambiguity. Does "Now isn't this nice?" mean that he thinks flying is a pleasant experience? This can't possibly be the case, since he would know for a fact that the plane was crashing, which is always at very least an awkward situation. And in any case, his quarrel was never with the comfort level of flying, but with its perceived unsafe character. If he's saying "Well, turns out I was right," then I don't think the situation is ironic. In reality, flying is the safest way to travel, so it would be ironic if he had avoided flying all this time, only to find out that it was in fact a safe and comfortable way to travel. This would be too boring for inclusion in a song, however.
* Finally, more "ironic" than not taking good advice is taking good, even impeccable advice and failing nonetheless due to factors beyond anyone's control.
* My songwriting career is probably going to end up going nowhere

# That last mega-entry probably could have been another essay on its own and represents a lost opportunity to balance out the "heavy" article on Lacan that was published concurrently with it
# Crappy second-rate Christian schools that take themselves so seriously that it seems like their most urgent task is to ruin the only things that made their school halfway worthwhile
# The prospect of another long "debate" leading up to a potential war in Iran
# The fact that my cynicism literally cannot keep up with the Bush administration
# When my watch breaks
# When there is no work to do at work, and I am too proud (or something) to feel like spending a day just sitting there, even though I need the money
# Long-winded hate list entries
# The duct tape on my phone
# Cheap inkjet printers
# Especially when said printers provide no way to clear their memory, so that if you try to cancel a print job, you end up with page after page of utter nonsense
# Workers who complain constantly about the mistakes of others while making nothing but mistakes themselves
# Overly defensive people
# The thought that a particular piece of advice might not pan out
# Any official Olivet activity
# The fact that Olivet has degenerated into a self-perpetuating institution with no clear sense of mission other than increasing the number of those affiliated with it
# The fact that I'd better get into a good grad program quick, because Olivet is probably going to implode within the next few years
# When my loving roommate thinks I'm an idiot for being generous
# Dandelions
# Not knowing for sure how to spell that last one
# My abject Internet addiction
# Still feeling like a jackass for talking about Jesus
# The fact that I feel guilty for lacking what is traditionally called "passion" or "ambition" on the job front
# The thought of having to bother with getting another job
# Anyone who thinks it looks cool to do a speech immediately after landing on an aircraft carrier
# How fascinating I am to my cat while I'm trying to take a nap
# Being awakened on a Saturday morning by Mystery Science Theater 3000 at 8:00 AM
# Boring periods of my life
# Not being in a state of emotional upheaval
# Having a concrete and attainable goal for my life
# Feeling like I actually need to work for money and thus being inwardly constrained from taking advantage of my job's "unlimited time off" features
# The high cost of speeding tickets
# When conservative Christians overestimate the degree to which their opinions "offend" people, which is a subset of when conservative Christians overestimate their importance in general
# When I sometimes overestimate the degree to which my opinions "offend" conservative Christians
# Having to work so hard to control my obviously incorrect attitude that I already know everything
# I really don't have much else to hate at this point.
# When my cat tries to eat me
# When it's my own fault for having forgotten to feed her
# The towel in the bathroom that has never been fully dry
# The maintenance issues connected with hardwood floors
# Being claimed as a dependent by the parents with whom I have not lived for over a year
# As opposed to my other parents
# The use of female suffering as a plot device
# Falling asleep involuntarily
# My current lack of a time machine
# The justification of the means by the ends
# The distance separating me from my one true love: Robb Schunemann
# The thought of what my house would look like if I didn't have someone else dedicated to decorating it for me -- maybe a cot in the corner, a TV tray as a kitchen table, the heat turned down to 43 degrees, raw tuna for dinner every night, a pile of books fashioned into a makeshift desk
# Not knowing whether to answer the traditional "conversation starter" questions sincerely or not
# Oversympathizing with movie characters involved in "impossible love" situations
# The fact that some people cannot be convinced
# When people make empty objections that I have oversimplified things, while offering no positive content to back that up
# Basically, talking to lazy people
# The Pennsylvania Turnpike
# The worry attendant on not caring as much anymore
# The thought of having to actually pay my own money for education
# The relentless discipline necessary to keep up with a subscription to The New Yorker
# Not taking Lent seriously enough to give my "sacrifice" more than a half effort
# The continued use of the horrible song "All-Star" by Smashmouth in advertising
# The effectiveness of Bush's propaganda
# The sore throat that probably results more from my singing at the top of my lungs for hours in the car than from hanging around with pack-a-day smokers for several days
# Being unable to verify whether the following are my coinages:

* "Celibate buddies"
* "You suck as a person"

# The fact that it doesn't seem "worth it" to achieve my desires
# Marriage
# The thought of what life at Olivet will be like next year
# The fact that the greatest possible pleasure is martyrdom
# Not looking closely enough at the application deadline for a full-tuition scholarship
# My cat's evident depression
# People who only ever think about whether they're going to get in trouble
# People who take Ayn Rand really seriously
# People who buy the lies, and defend them against anyone who will listen
# Sloppily done liturgy
# When the person I hate is right
# Seeing awkward screen names suddenly appear
# The temptation to be really legalistic about a regulation I set up for myself
# Losing track of time
# Driving
# How my truck stalls at weird times
# The huge number of unread books I own
# Noticing how often I repeat myself on this stupid thing
# Having accepted that war in Iraq is a foregone conclusion
# Not only the massive death such a war will involve, but also the fact that hypothetical discussion of said war has cut off anything like rational discussion of domestic policy for at least six months
# People who think that income inequality needs to get higher and higher, for the sake of the economy