Everett's posts with tag: cat
(05:30:35 PM) me: know what I think I need to become?
(05:30:51 PM) Cat: what's that?
(05:30:54 PM) Cat: the messiah?
(05:30:56 PM) me: when I grow up, next week, or otherwise
(05:31:05 PM) me: I should be an extremist
(05:31:32 PM) me: I can't figure out what kind I should be, so I guess I'll be an all-around, general purpose sort of extremist
(05:31:32 PM) Cat: islamic or otherwise?
(05:31:36 PM) Cat: gotcha
(05:32:16 PM) me: or maybe I'll be the first agnostic extremist!
(05:32:25 PM) Cat: NICE.
(05:32:34 PM) me: YES. I'VE FOUND MY PLACE.
(05:32:40 PM) Cat: i think so
(05:33:22 PM) me: fuckers. already 230+ matches on Google.
(05:33:44 PM) Cat: damn it
(05:33:46 PM) me: guess I have no choice but to post this and let my greatness raise it up to the top.
(05:34:24 PM) Cat: sounds like a(n extreme) plan
Because I'm too lazy to recount this in a more manageable, blog-friendly format, you get the raw IM-age. (03:45:57 PM) me: [blah blah... basically, I mention I'm heading out for gas](03:57:26 PM) Cat: aww (03:57:26 PM) me : queueing for petrol, chap(03:57:28 PM) Cat: keep safe!(03:57:49 PM) me: :)(03:59:44 PM) Cat: queueing for gas still?(06:30:20 PM) me: oh, no (06:30:23 PM) me: well(06:30:27 PM) me: when you IMed me that, I was(06:30:43 PM) me: err, perhaps.(06:31:56 PM) me: so I went and got gas and sat in line for 20-some minutes (06:32:12 PM) me: which wasn't all that bad because I had the good sense to bring my Nintendo DS with me :D (06:32:35 PM) me: so I get to the pump and I start fdslkjgnlkfdnelskrhnserlkhn panicking because I couldn't find my wallet (06:32:56 PM) me: I call work and ask Mary if she could check my cubicle and she says it's not there (06:33:05 PM) Cat: *gasp* (06:33:07 PM) Cat: where was it? (06:33:07 PM) me: and I'm going apeshit (sort of) looking for it(06:33:10 PM) Cat: right(06:33:14 PM) me: so I give up and I'm about to leave(06:33:26 PM) me: I go to put my hand on the inside door handle to close it (06:33:33 PM) me: and I had wedged it in there(06:33:37 PM) Cat: whew(06:33:38 PM) me: yeah(06:33:43 PM) me: oh yeah, but get this (06:33:45 PM) Cat: i freaked out and thought i'd left my laptop on my roof (06:33:50 PM) me: :P(06:33:51 PM) Cat: but it was in my trunk(06:33:51 PM) me: errr(06:33:53 PM) me: wrong face (06:33:54 PM) me: :O(06:33:56 PM) Cat: no, i'm being serious(06:33:56 PM) Cat: yeah(06:33:59 PM) me: muscle memory :)(06:34:02 PM) Cat: scared the hell out of me on the way back from class (06:34:04 PM) Cat: LOL (06:36:15 PM) me: I enter the mall the normal way and drive up to the station and find I have to go around the block the other way (06:36:21 PM) me: so I'm going around the other way(06:36:22 PM) me: driving(06:36:35 PM) me: and there's this LOUD fucking bang RIGHT NEXT TO ME (06:36:50 PM) me: I mean, make-your-ears-ring-for-minutes loud (06:37:09 PM) me: momentary-deafness-loud(06:37:37 PM) Cat: whoa(06:37:41 PM) Cat: what from?(06:37:42 PM) me: and I feel this warmth down the right side ass of my pants(06:37:46 PM) me: not pee, mind you (06:37:52 PM) Cat: coke? (06:37:53 PM) me: cuz that would come from somewhere else(06:37:56 PM) me: EXACTLY(06:37:56 PM) Cat: lmao(06:38:00 PM) Cat: damn, that sucks(06:38:09 PM) me: my smart ass left one in since the night before (06:38:10 PM) me: IDK?(06:38:11 PM) me: err(06:38:12 PM) me: lol(06:38:16 PM) me: muscle memory again(06:38:18 PM) me: *IKR (06:38:19 PM) me: ?(06:38:21 PM) Cat: HA(06:38:40 PM) me: yeah, so that sucked much ass too (06:38:50 PM) me: and startled the shit out of me, naturally! (06:38:53 PM) Cat: ha!(06:38:54 PM) Cat: i bet(06:39:01 PM) me: I mean, I recoiled and everything(06:39:03 PM) Cat: "hmm, what was that bang and this warm wet feeling on my ass(06:39:05 PM) Cat: lol(06:39:08 PM) Cat: err, leg(06:39:13 PM) me: WHILE I WAS DRIVING ON tHis MAin FUCKiNG strEEEt(06:39:19 PM) Cat: ha(06:39:24 PM) me: fortunately, no other cars were really close (06:39:26 PM) me: but anyhow(06:39:28 PM) me: that sucked(06:39:31 PM) me: then was the gas (06:39:32 PM) Cat: i bet! (06:39:35 PM) me: then I braved Publix(06:39:38 PM) Cat: aww(06:39:41 PM) Cat: all wet?(06:39:45 PM) me: just a little (06:39:50 PM) me: most of it dried pretty quickly(06:39:54 PM) me: or soaked into my seat(06:40:31 PM) me: and of course, at publix, the water cupboard was bare(06:40:39 PM) me: as was the ice, but I mainly wanted water (06:40:47 PM) me: so I ended up buying $40 in assorted vittles (06:40:54 PM) me: a word I don't get to use nearly enough(06:40:59 PM) me: or maybe -- just don't think to!(06:41:12 PM) Cat: indeed!(06:41:13 PM) Cat: vittles for all!(06:41:19 PM) me: and all for vittles! (06:41:27 PM) Cat: vittles are vital! (06:41:37 PM) me: millions of vittles! vittles for me!(06:41:44 PM) Cat: vittles come from a can(06:41:48 PM) Cat: they were put there by a man(06:42:09 PM) me: damn that man, for the times I don't have a canopener handy(06:42:26 PM) Cat: that's okay(06:42:31 PM) Cat: i hear they're coming in bags sometimes(06:42:35 PM) me: more worried about freshness over conveneience...(06:42:46 PM) me: (or a word spelled somewhat like that) (06:42:50 PM) Cat: lol (06:42:54 PM) Cat: ya, exactly (06:43:12 PM) me: I, for one, welcome our bagged-vittle overlords(06:43:24 PM) Cat: i, for two, do as well(06:43:31 PM) me: hooah!
[If this won't play for you, grab the codec or try the uncompressed version.] Umm, so yeah. Maybe I'm odd, but one of the biggest impressions that Boston left on me came from the escalator at the Arlington T station. I couldn't place precisely why it gave me such a weird feeling, but looking upward as I ascended, it just felt REALLY REALLY WEIRD, kind of like I was flying or the world was tilted or something. (Note: I wasn't on anything but an escalator.) It wasn't until later that the cause of this feeling occurred to me. As you approach the escalator, the grout lines between the wall tiles are parallel to the ground, as they usually are. And as you ascend the escalator, THEY ARE PARALLEL TO THE INCLINE OF ESCALATOR. And then, when you get to the top, they go back to being parallel with the ground. Very weird. I never imagined that such a simple detail could provide such an odd experience.
[If the size is too much for you to handle, try the compressed version.] Umm, so yeah. Maybe I'm odd, but one of the biggest impressions that Boston left on me came from the escalator at the Arlington T station. I couldn't place precisely why it gave me such a weird feeling, but looking upward as I ascended, it just felt REALLY REALLY WEIRD, kind of like I was flying or the world was tilted or something. (Note: I wasn't on anything but an escalator.) It wasn't until later that the cause of this feeling occurred to me. As you approach the escalator, the grout lines between the wall tiles are parallel to the ground, as they usually are. And as you ascend the escalator, THEY ARE PARALLEL TO THE INCLINE OF ESCALATOR. And then, when you get to the top, they go back to being parallel with the ground. Very weird. I never imagined that such a simple detail could provide such an odd experience.
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