Well that thought did occur to me, but I'm more pleased that the problem is now fixed.

An epiphany is a cause for celebration not despair. Rejoice! \o/

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ARBEITSLOS UND SPASS DABEI

Actually, once I'm past the initial frustration I crack out the turntable and let off steam to some phat phat beats.



Who da man? Who da man? Who da man?

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i heard the voice of god in my head so i grabbed a rock in a fashionista way

So I e-mail the person with all the problems......


"Automatic Out of Office reply"


I swear they're doing this on purpose to me.

Email professor of bat biomechanics to ask if he has any work for an interested first year. Receive reply two minutes later saying 'no, too many people are interested in bats 'cos they're rad as strawberry float, ask again near summer'.

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strawberry floating bitches left and right my dick is ambidextrous

I'm beginning to get a weirded out.

I keep bumping into a customer I served at SpecSavers in December. You can bet your bottom dollar that I'll see her in some form everywhere I go. In the past 8 days I have met her 6 times. I go to the doctors; she's there. I go to McDonald's; she's there. I've just got the bus into town, and guess who was waiting at the bus stop! When we had our first encounter outside work we laughed that she was a professional stalker, but since then its gotten beyond a joke. Two days ago, Saturday, she was sitting in a café that I walked past. I saw her, but didn't say anything. Two hours later she walks into the same shop as me, to buy the exact same thing. So bloody weird.

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Most of those times it appears to be you going to the same places as her. Maybe you're the stalker.

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"Danny Duberstein is good at two things. That's Math, and strawberry floatin'."

Is she fit?

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I believe in Peter.

You should get freaky with her.

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New master race build guide | Budget HTPC build

Ask her out SE

She's not bad looking, quite attractive, but 4 foot tall. I'm no giant myself, but she's so small you could dunk her in your tea.



When we see each other now we try to out-do each others explanations, persuading each other that the other one is a stalker. It really has got to the point where I'm running out of things to say.

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Have you got her number yet?

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I believe in Peter.

If we're worried about constantly bumping into each other, with the niggling fear of a stalker in our minds, am I really going to go out of my way to ask her for her number? I may as well be stalking her by that point!

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aka the point where you stop being lame weirdoes and say hey this is fun wanna be friends

y/y

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Throw ya dick at her like a shuriken mayne.

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Unless she really is stalking you it's got to be some mad crazy chain of coincidences, which means it'll stop happening sooner or later, which means you should ask for her number or risk never seeing her again. You guys could have fun together - do it

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I believe in Peter.

We are quite friendly, yeah. It is good natured natter when we see each other. Maybe we should be friends? It is a rather queer way of meeting people mind.

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I suppose so. I don't know her particularly well, couldn't hurt to get to know her a bit more.

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Ask her where she's from

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I believe in Peter.

Just see if she wants to go for a drink and see how it goes not talking about stalking?

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