Today, I crossed the street in the middle. I did not check both ways.
I can make rice properly, but I like white rice and my mom always buys this shit with weird legumes and stuff in it because it’s “good for you” but she makes me eat the most of it.
Yes, somehow I still live with my parents, too. I’m nigh on 23 and have been unsuccessful on the job hunt since I was 16. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? sigh
My Steam password is more complex than my Windows logon.
>>302 I think I installed Steam at the same time you posted that.
I started playing Portal on my MacBook Pro
My MacBook has neither the disk space nor the graphical power for Portal, and I’m dirt poor so I can’t afford most of the other games... yet I downloaded Steam for Mac just in case and got my free copy of Portal anyway.
Hi DQN I'm drunk again
>>305
most DQNs couldn't get a job if they were a man with a 15 inch dong at a pornographers' convention
I'm not into anime.
I only like anime when it's cute and romantic. I'm pretty macho otherwise though.
Up until just last year, the only game console I had was an old 8-bit NES, and a NES-on-a-chip Yobo FC Console.
I read everything with 20-pt fonts.
I have whistled the tune to "Hitler Has Only Got One Ball" as a passive-aggressive insult.
I have a boner.
I have fantasies of being accepted and loved unconditionally.
I can't figure out what I want to do with my life. Since nobody wil pay me for playing the odd video game and browsing the Internet, chances are slim that I will ever find a job I truly enjoy. This thought terrifies me.
With this economy, chances re slim that you'll even find a job.
http://danbooru.donmai.us/post/show/629954 made me cry.
Sometimes, instead of just using Ctrl+C to copy, I Ctrl+X then immediately Ctrl+V afterward, before continuing to paste whatever I needed to paste. Eh, the end result is the same.
I frowned when I read how inefficient is >>322's way to copy and paste. That kind of stuff just pisses me off.
I dislike touhou
I have never played touhou.
If there really was an "Everybody Loves Clonepa" show, I'd watch it religiously.
I don't find computers interesting anymore.
I leave the television on as I browse the internet so I can hear human voices and be ever-so-slightly less lonely.
I often forget if I posted in a thread before or not. I also often read a post and think that I might have posted that, but wasn't sure. Furthermore, I think I've replied to myself without realizing it once or twice.
>>332
I'm sure I've already read a post identical to this one, but can't remember where...
I often feel childish wonder and amazement at the most simple things, like the Moon, the wind, falling leaves or that anything exists at all.
>>335 That's not a lame confession, that's a desirable way to live! I'd say you're experiencing life on a better plane than most!
I kinda know where you're coming from, and I think it's cool. I don't feel wonder or amazement at those kinda things, but I do take time out to absorb the details and feel some sense of satisfaction and happiness from them.
Like today I was walking back from work all pissed-off at my co-workers when I saw a bird attempt to fly towards the raging wind, only to slowly turn itself sideways and then glide gracefully a little before doing a loop-the-loop and flying off.
All my anger was gone and I grinned the rest of the way.
>>337 I was once walking back from work all pissed-off at my co-workers when I passed two French gentlemen in the street outside my flat, I just caught a snippet of their conversation, one of them simply said "I like it!" with his French accent, and my mind flooded with his lifestory, that he had been struggling back home in France so he came to Scotland, a big move, no friends or family here, just to make a fresh start, and he has found a friend now, and also something he enjoys. He was smiling. And so was I!
I obsess far too much over trivial things, too much to enjoy trivial things.
Once, I walked back home form work really pissed-off at my co-workers, but then I turned around and went to the bar and drank twelve pabst and a shot of jack daniels and went home and threw up in the bathtub. I was still pissed off the next morning but the anger dissipated slightly after cleaning the bathtub (and throwing out the bathmat, which caught a few stray chunks).
The first check that I ever wrote was for a copy of James Joyce's Finnegans Wake.
Speaking of checks, I wrote "for gay sexual favors" in the memo field of one of my rent checks once. Next thing I know, the landlord mysteriously "lost" my check and I had to pay a late fee.
I created my high school's wikipedia page
I think I found someone I use to know 5+ years ago on the internet.
I hated them, and after getting into a fight with them I flounced out of the website forever.
If it really is them, they haven't changed at all, and I still hate them
I think >>322 and possibly >>332 might be me, but it's been so long that I can't remember.
The experience of not remembering what you wrote is a common one on anonymous BBSes. It might even be the point of the anonymous BBS.
If DQN is still around in twenty years, I'll come back here and look through the archives. I wonder if reading this post will fill me with that nagging sense of partial recognition, or if I'll just glance quickly before passing on to >>347.
Sometimes, if I really like a thread, I'll read it again.
Right now, I'm reading some threads that I read months ago.
I remember some of the bad threads and memes I started on DQN, even though I posted them anonymously.
I still, still get irrationally angry and butthurt when websites like Yahoo or Google or commercials for Walmart come on that advertise "back to school!". I fucking hate school, it's only the beginning of August, don't remind me that I'll be back there in a couple weeks, I don't want to think of that place.
God I'm still 9 years old.
I have no friends. I feel sad. I don't know what to do.
I like a girl that won't talk to me and probably has a boyfriend.
I sometimes save good threads on DQN to my hard drive so I can read them again and again or when I have no internet access
There's a girl I like, and I think she definitely likes me back, she invited me at her place, we sat close for all day but I didn't even touch her. Geez.
I thought I'd have a cup of filter coffee before I started drawing, but now I'm too jittery to concentrate.
I felt so smart when I figured out why Miku's colors are black and teal.
I googled why Miku's colours are black and teal but couldn't find anything
I took LSD to aid me in my 3D modelling coursework for uni
>>358 It mimics the colors of the DX7, Yamaha's most successful product so far. (See http://www.electricdruid.net/images/interface/larger/YamahaDX7.jpg . Compare this picture to that panel on her sleeve.)
>>360 We all should have been informed about this with the introductory Elitist Superstructure New Old Member materials, but they got lost in the mail.
(confession: I was the mailman)
I've had a string of crappy roommates that I barely knew / only thought I knew, and after graduating am considering living completely fucking alone for at least a year or so. Loneliness isn't really my problem, it's the only cure I know.
Today I smashed my penis over my laptop's keyboard.
I went through my phone's contact list to find someone to brag to about the amazing sex I had last night, but I came here instead
My meatballs were too hot in my mouth so I tried to cool them down by opening my mouth and breathing out, and they fell out on to my shirt.
I still watch Yumeiro Patissiere.
Sometimes in the post your captcha thread, I use the captcha of the previous thread I posted in.
At least five girls wanted to get to at least know me so far, and I pushed all of them away because I assumed they wanted to hurt me.
I posted a lame confessional on the unhappy things thread because I was too lazy to dig this thread up.
>>369, you were right to do so.
A woman's a two-face, worrisome thing that will lead you to sing emo crap in the night.
I like the taste of menstrual blood.
>>371 I know this to be true for a fact because it's what I do and have been doing since she stopped talking to me.
I accidentally posted something in the wrong thread, but I don't think anyone will notice.
I'm a panda.
Sometimes, if I'm posting in the captcha thread and I don't like my captcha, I'll refresh it once or twice. I usually only do it when the captcha is a real word, though (recently, I got hose).
Oh, and I feel kind of bad about making this post, because it means the cool captcha I got (unshulk) will go to waste.
I'm so afraid of failure that it's causing some 'minor' suicidal ideation.
I have an imaginary boyfriend.
The only thing keeping me alive anymore is my wish to make someone else happy.
I had class in a room on the fourth floor today, and somebody had left the window open. For the whole of the tutorial, all I could think about was rushing up to that window and throwing myself out.
>>380 Well, take comfort knowing that you always make me happy EVERY time you post here
>>299 I like to fuck crossdressers. We should totally hang out!
I haven't found DQN hilarious ever since it shifted from "we pretend to be Japanese emoticons and AA characters in a never ending soap-opera" to "we talk about our lives, sometimes with a Japanese emoticon next to our sentences". I can't relate to you guys at all.
Whenever I see bad text-boards I like to go to the best old threads they have and bump them all to the front page instantly making it slightly better.
I like reading about videogames more than playing them.
When I think DQN is not hilarious anymore, I blame myself for not appreciating it. Reading >>385 mildly uplifted me, but mildly saddened me, too.
I find DQN mildly uplifting on occasion. Was it ever hilarious? I wouldn't know.
>>385
I haven't found DQN hilarious since reading that srs post.
>>388
I often find watching people play video games skillfully is far less frustrating than playing them poorly myself.
It's very important that I talk to a woman about something but I don't know how to go about it at all or really even how I should contact her or what to say so as a result I do nothing
Pure torture
I have a pretty good singing voice, but I don't count it as a quality of mine because I think that it's more or less useless.
( ﾟ -ﾟ) I really like singing, but then I'm afraid that I actually don't have a good singing voice, and I'm too ashamed to sing in my own time even if it's just my family around me, so I only end up singing when I go to church.
I wish I were a voice actor (and not to sound conceited, but I do have the voice for it). Unfortunately I'm not likely to ever pursue it because I have a pretty realistic idea of the work and the pay, not as long as computer science and networking are steady and pay out the wazoo.
I sometimes take the Internet too seriously.
