Return of the Revenge of the Son of Saying Hi to Josiah!

[Josiah]

Hi! I'm in my apartment and the internet is working. Now I've got four days of job training/orientation (not really looking forward to that) followed by a week or so of touring (should be fun) before I start work. In the mean time I'll post when I can but it could be a couple weeks before things totally settle down. PV updates should all be good though (although Friday's might be a little late).

[Cheezdude]

Hi.

I just got banned from another forum. I dunno why, they didn't tell me.

[Simsmagic]

Hi.

I just got banned from another forum. I dunno why, they didn't tell me.

...
Do you have any thoughts of why it might of happened?

[Isaac]

Hello, everyone.

I've just had some minor surgery on my shoulder to remove a potential melanoma cancer mole. My shoulder is extremely sore and now has three stitches where the mole was removed. But that's really the least of my worries right now... Within the next ten days, the stitches shall be removed and... the results from the mole pathology tests will come back. I'm really hoping that it's negative, and if it's not, then perhaps we caught it early enough to keep watch over it... I'm a little scared, but I'm trying not to think about it too much. Anyway, I just thought I'd let you guys know, in case I happen to disappear for a bit. Thanks for listening. ~ Artemis

[Giga-Gar]

wow. first your lung and now cancer. god really hates you

[Josiah]

Hi!

Gee, that's real nice Gar.

Good luck Artemis, let us know what happens.

[Cheezdude]

Yeah, Good luck. I hope you come out alright.

[shauni]

wow. first your lung and now cancer. god really hates you

That is the worst comment i've had the misfortune to read. You should be ashamed of yourself.

[shauni]

I know its a double post, but what I orignaly intended to post here, i didn't want mixed with my above comment. It would have taken away from its content with its light hearted nature.

I was sent a very funny e-mail from a friend today convening why women take so long in the bathroom. I thought I'd share it with you. It's VERY funny.

Why girls take so long in public toilets

When you need to visit a public loo there is invariably a line of women waiting, you smile politely and take your place in the line, it finally gets to your turn, you check for feet under the cubicle doors.

Every cubicle is occupied.

But eventually a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the cubicle.

You get in to find the door wont lock. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long and you are about to wet your pants! The dispenser for the modern "seat covers" is handy, but empty. You would hang your bag on the door hook if there was one, but there isn't so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, yank down your pants and assume "the position".

In this position your ageing, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You would love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold "the position". To take your mind off your trembling thighs for a moment you reach for the toilet paper dispenser and your worst nightmare it's empty, the toilet roll dispenser is empty.

You hover looking around in the hope there's a new roll behind you no such luck. Your thighs start to shake more. Then you remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday the one that's still in your handbag, which is now burning your neck & shoulders with the weight.

So you contort your arm into a very unnatural position and start to fumble around in the deep dark depths of your handbag for that small crumpled used tissue no bigger than your thumbnail.

Someone pushes your cubicle door and because the latch doesn't work the door hits your head, which is bent forward from you holding your bag around your neck while you are rummaging for that used tissue, the door takes you by surprise and you start to lose your balance and topple backwards.

"Occupied!" you scream, as you reach to push the door shut and drop the precious, tiny, crumpled tissue you had only just managed to retrieve with your index finger into an 'unknown' puddle on the floor. If that isn't enough you lose your balance altogether, or just give up and... sit down ... directly onto the TOILET SEAT. Yes, - it's wet! You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your thighs and bottom have made contact with every imaginable germ & life form that lives on the uncovered seat.

By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of cold water like a fire hose into the bowl which causes a spray of fine mist that completely covers your bum and runs downs your legs along with all the various life forms and down into your dishevelled pants which have now dropped to your ankles with your hems soaking up that puddle from the floor.

The flush seems to suck everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too.

At this point you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe your self with a piece of gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks.

You cannot figure out how to operate the tap, so run your hands underneath it grateful for the two drops of water there and around the basin itself.

You go to the towel dispenser past the line of women still waiting, where of course there are no paper towels so you more onto the hand-blower, which yes you've guessed it that doesn't work either!

You're no longer able to smile politely to the women, but there's an unspoken understanding between you all. A kind soul at the very end of the line of women points out that you have a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. Where was that when you NEEDED IT??? You yank the paper from your shoe, plonk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, "Here, you just might need this".

As you exit you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used and left the men's. Annoyed, he asks, "What took you so long, and why is your handbag hanging around your neck?"

This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with public loos. It also helps explain to the men why it really does take us women so long and it also answers that commonly asked question why do women always go to the loos in pairs?

It's so your friend can hold the door, hang onto your bag and pass you tissue under the door!

[PoikSpirit]

Heh. Nice story.

Oi. Gar, that was a bit extreme. I know (or at least hope) you mean it in jest, but how you said it was really... ah, mean isn't quite strong enough, and neither is rude. I wish I didn't have a word retrieval disorder.

So, 'til Thursday, I'm going to be in Virginia. Right now I'm going to watch Psyche, so when I get back, if I have time before we head out, I'll help revive some of the games.

[Isaac]

Hello.

It's all right. I'll be sure to tell you the results.

[Simsmagic]

Hi there. Simsmagic here to bring you news you don't care about.

1. Holy Crap! Super Smash Bros. Brawl actually has a storyline!

2. Gar, that was stupid and unnecessary.

3. Hope you fell better soon Artemis.

5. Doodleshark's logged on.

[Stevenson]

wow. first your lung and now cancer. god really hates you

Can we get an official warning in aisle three? Official warning in aisle three, please.

Anyway...

School's coming around, soon. Way too soon. Blerg....

[Shadowman]

2. Gar, that was stupid and unnecessary.

If Blastotoise can do it, so can I.

[PoikSpirit]

Oi. Don't even mention school. Please.