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Post by tarantella on Apr 11, 2010 6:12:01 GMT
I wonder if this thread feels the similarly towards me as I do towards it. Like, I think that the wolfboard has a persona, you know? A distinctive character, its own sort of life. Is it wrong of me to anthropomorphize an individual forum thread? I'm just looking for love on a lonely, empty world wide web, and this thread is giving me such a lovely comfort that is being denied me by the flesh-and-blood anthropomorphs in my life.
Kate Bush warned against it, and she is of course all-knowing so I should probably feel bad or guilty or something, but I choose in this moment to believe that there's nothing wrong with feeling a certain fondness for a collection of computer code.
I turn to my computer, and spend my evenings with it like a friend...
Fuck. Damn you, Kate Bush.
No, I don't mean it. I love you, KT.
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Post by tarantella on Apr 11, 2010 6:13:57 GMT
I think this probably means that I should leave. Fare thee well, wolfboard. I hope we feed you enough and that you get plenty of sunshine and exercise. You are a beloved offspring.
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Post by Lemon Bloody Cola on Apr 11, 2010 22:18:28 GMT
^ don't leave Tara, you're a valued contributor who I think we'd all miss. See, even the forum's resident professional PC-baiting arch chauvinist!
I get what yo sayin' about personifying, I think I once (with my usual modesty..) dubbed myself the living manifestation of Wolfboard.. a bit like Dream, Death, Delirium in Neil Gaiman's Sandman.
That Bush song being written pre-internet makes her a goddamn prophet in my eyes.
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Post by husbandwifeheroin on Apr 11, 2010 22:24:48 GMT
Josh is getting an exalt for mentioning The Sandman.
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Post by tarantella on Apr 11, 2010 23:38:02 GMT
^ don't leave Tara, you're a valued contributor who I think we'd all miss. See, even the forum's resident professional PC-baiting arch chauvinist! I get what yo sayin' about personifying, I think I once (with my usual modesty..) dubbed myself the living manifestation of Wolfboard.. a bit like Dream, Death, Delirium in Neil Gaiman's Sandman. That Bush song being written pre-internet makes her a goddamn prophet in my eyes. Aw. Thanks, Josh. I didn't mean leave forever, just discontinue my intoxicated posting. Good thing I did, too. I've been known to spontaneously confess love for random passersby when less than sober, but I think this was the first time I declared my love for "a collection of computer code." Just watch, next time it'll be a sofa. Weirdly enough, I dreamed last night that I was Neil Gaiman's daughter. We attended a Victorian-themed party at a wolfboarder's house, where 'Wuthering Heights' was playing from a gramophone. I'm not actually making this up.
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Post by izzyplastic on Apr 12, 2010 3:21:13 GMT
there's some very strange people here.
i love it.
i luckily avoided my computer last night because i was fricking wasted. so much so, when we hit "the" nightclub here in Yinchuan, China, I ended up getting onto the stage that's there for dancers. they were like "WHITE GUY!!! YEAAAAAAH!!!"
the stage is a semi circle raised to around head height. it goes out into a semi circle of a dance floor...it's pretty tight actually, but there's a long run of stage before you're out on it, like a walkway that's hidden unless you're viewing straight down the front.
I started a run up and did a powerslide out to the main part. hell yeah i felt like a rock star! popped the Michael Jackson moves at one point too. flicking up onto my toes and all that hoo ha.
i think i'm still drunk.
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Post by jay on Apr 12, 2010 13:23:44 GMT
^ would've loved to see that, ahahaha.
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Post by Lanuit on Apr 12, 2010 14:29:01 GMT
I need to stop turning up for work drunk on Sunday mornings. Luckily it's only a shit part time job whilst I'm at college but it didn't exactly look good the other week when I was talking to the store manager and I made a joke about sleeping with his Mother infront of about 10 customers.
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Post by mimicry on Apr 13, 2010 6:37:48 GMT
hello this thread, hello
buzz buzz buzz this is my brain buzz buzz
I am really happy I am not near anyone IRL right now because I would just talk to them about how my brain is feeling, like racing everywhere. I don't even want to do work I just want to focus on the hum hum hum of my brain working even though it's not doing anything (that is, anything beneficial to my GPA this second, which is what I care about)
I've been dying to tell someone about this awful hideous dress that's been hanging in the costume shop for weeks, now. It's a very off brand Gothic Lolita dress but ugh, it's a complete trainwreck and totally ita. The laces don't match and there's a not quite matching giant headbow pinned to it. I want to find its owner and tell them that they should have saved their money and get at least some fan + friend. I was thinking about trying it on and making it my new facebook default, "needs moa brandu, desu ne?" but then I thought about brandu = Brando and then CONTENDER LOLITA and geezy peasy I should take a nap or something
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Post by jay on Apr 22, 2010 2:36:23 GMT
not me but a friend to another friend on facebook this evening/early morning:
just gti home in a bad way, hav u watche lost? i love gravey!!! YUMMMMY P>S r u stil wrkin at welinrbgh? psssedftgyhuiop[] laur sys haya!!! XXXXX also mova fucka have u been si k recenty mw tooooooo xxxaswxdftghujikxolp[]
love it.
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Post by Rhiflect on Apr 22, 2010 19:29:31 GMT
HAHAH, that is truly beautiful.
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Post by allison on Apr 23, 2010 5:21:06 GMT
i'm drunk, what. i wonder what the percentage of deleted posts is in here? i'm gonna prolly delete this later. keep face, allison, keep face.
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Post by tarantella on May 18, 2010 6:47:01 GMT
Hello, babies! I love you. I post too much in this thread, don't I? Sigh.
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Post by tarantella on May 18, 2010 6:48:04 GMT
P.S. I promise I'm not an alcoholic. Edit: That sounds rather like denial, doesn't it? Well, I don't suppose there's much I can do to rectify that now, so I'll just leave it and hope your opinions of me have not tarnished.
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Post by admin on May 18, 2010 15:49:02 GMT
Weirdly enough, I dreamed last night that I was Neil Gaiman's daughter. We attended a Victorian-themed party at a wolfboarder's house, where 'Wuthering Heights' was playing from a gramophone. I'm not actually making this up. I dreamt about Neil Gaiman recently. He cut my hair, and then we had sex. It was great. Cheerio, Michael. xxx
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Post by jay on May 19, 2010 22:51:52 GMT
I'M DRUNK AND I FEEL GREAAAAAT WOOOOOOOOOO
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Post by Rhiflect on May 29, 2010 22:01:36 GMT
heloo fwolfboard i went yto the graveyard with my cousin! SHH! hi love you xxxxxxx
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Post by verocs on May 30, 2010 0:45:55 GMT
im back from my friend's bday party and dont want to sleep. i got a bit drunk and i felt great then i started crying and walked home form her place to mine tearful. importnat thig about booze - it will not change your general mood.
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Post by Rhiflect on May 30, 2010 1:21:07 GMT
OOPS, sorry about the above. I had to look after a guy two years abouve me....weeeeirddd! still a bit drunk soz
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Post by verocs on May 30, 2010 1:27:42 GMT
can i go with you to the graveyard?
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