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Nah, just swing by and casually drop "I'm a huge fan of your work" and then leave.
The level of subtlety is on a level with porn plots.
Should have asked for an autograph.
I imagine that's a super legacy rule in case you've got to code on the server like you're on a CSI show or something.
Mrs Rogers, you need to buy groceries too?!
It's a place where middle-aged women get together to sell their bead art and cupcakes.
Zebra Chic Vestry
Thy Biz Craves Rec
Cars By Vice Hertz
Retch, Cry, Save Biz
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So was visual studio.
Ai. Well, live and learn.
the moral of the story is that hiring is all done by liars, scoundrels and dishonest folk.
I ran into my seventh grade math teacher at a hobby shop once.
He was buying trains, I was buying D&D books.
as an intern?
does not sound legit.
#FreeScheck
#FreeSKFM
"Mrs Rogers, you have a penis and use the urinals too?!"
I wasn't actually sure until I looked up the woman I thought I'd seen and matched a really distinctive tattoo and a tweet saying "went to the funfair today". Also I didn't talk to her because I'm not a crazy person. It's interesting how different someone can look when they're not dolled up, you wouldn't have thought this woman was anything other than a regular (if pretty) woman.
In retrospect, I feel kind of bad, she flew all the way down to Florida to get away from us goddamn kids and there I was, the little fucker who wouldn't disappear.
I saw "Bitch crazy, sever" posted in a SA relationship thread and I liked it because it was blunt and simple.
They also have a Brightness adjustment slider :P
Well like, not doing it probably, but like, watching and learning and generally sitting.
Hawt
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that doesn't get properly weird until you find yourself in the same bar as your old teachers
Well yeah, we can be reasonable about this topic.
That's what the people who write shitty code at my work say
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I moved from Florida to Edinburgh to Boston back to Florida.
A Carnival in the UK.
It's most weird when your friend takes his 18yo girlfriend out to a bar (American Puritan drinking age is 21) and runs into her current high school teachers who are younger than him.
That's weird for a lot of reasons, really.
moved from one bar where a friend was hitting on classmates of our little sisters
to a bar where another friend started hitting on the teacher we had when we were 13
Then I remember I like FREEDOM
Yeah, it is.
I had a Jeopardy try out in the fall, and one of the ladies looked familiar but I couldn't place her. As part of it, they have you pretend the proctor type people are Alec Trebek with the little anecdote part and for hers she was like "My students will be like Mrs X" and I realized she was my 8th grade homeroom teacher.
Then I got called up (I was last and it didn't divide by 3, so she stayed up there with someone else so it wasn't just me standing there) and when the proctor said my name she realized it was me and hugged me. It was a bit awkward especially because we'd be in a room together with like 17 other people for over an hour and not realized it
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My very favorite part about no coding standards is that it means I don't need to write any comments. People reading my code five years from now can suck it up and figure it out themselves!
So good to see you, Pants!
Prepare to be destroyed
I will throw you off a cliff I swear to god.
hmmmmmmmmmmm
The interference completely disappeared on its own. Weirdest thing. I didn't change shit. It comes back very occasionally.
Well, you're not going to become a doctor by going to the gym.