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I AM VERY ANGRY AT THE MOMENT AND I DON'T KNOW WHY. I'D BLAME HORMONES, BUT I'M A BLOKE AND SURELY IT DOESN'T WORK LIKE THAT. WHAT'S MOST FRUSTRATING IS I HAVE NO-ONE TO LASH OUT AT AS NO-ONE HAS DONE ANYTHING WRONG. WHY, WHY, WHY. WHY AM I SO ANGRY. WHY THE DESIRE TO PICK A FIGHT.
SEXUALLY REPRESSED PURITANICAL FREAKS FREAKING OUT OVER JANET JACKSON'S NIPPLE AND SNOW PENISES ARE RUINING THIS COUNTRY WITH THEIR CATECHISM OF FEAR AND GREED AND XENOPHOBIA
MY THROAT IS SORE! I THINK I'M COMING DOWN WITH A COLD. WHY WHY WHY. AND! TESCOS IS SOLD OUT OF THE REALLY BIG TINS OF CELEBRATIONS! CHRISTMAS WON'T BE THE SAME WITHOUT THE REALLY BIG TIN OF CELEBRATIONS! STOP HOGGING ALL THE SWEETS YOU PIGGIES! LEAVE SOME FOR ME!
KEEP CALM. THERE'S NO NEED TO PANIC. MOVE SLOWLY AND CALMLY TOWARDS THE EXITS WITHOUT PANIC. DO NOT LOSE YOUR HEAD AND START A STAMPEDE. KEEP CALM... AAAAAARGGGGGH OOOOH OW DON'T OW OW OW
THE DAMN THING IN THE DAMN PO REQUEST SOFTWARE WON'T LET ME SELECT THE THINGY FOR "ENGINEERING"!
THE LIGHTING INSTALLATION CHANGE ORDER TURNED OUT TO BE $19,000! MY BOSS IS GONNA KILL ME!
THE HOT DRUMMER BOY WON'T KISS ME ANYMORE BECAUSE AN EX CAME BACK INTO HIS LIFE!
OF COURSE, HE HAD TO BE THE VERY FIRST GUY I'M INTERESTED IN AFTER WRENCHING MY HEART AND DUMPING MY EX FIVE MONTHS AGO FOR BEING HUNG UP ON HIS EX. STUPID BOYS.
ONE OF MY CATS DIED AND I'M SAD. HE WAS HIT BY A CAR ON FRIDAY NIGHT OR SATURDAY AND I JUST FOUND OUT. I WAS REALLY HOPING THAT HE'D JUST WANDERED OFF AND FOUND A NEW FAMILY OR SOMETHING BUT NO.
YEAH WELL FUCK YOU TOO. I DIDN'T ASK FOR YOU TO COME OVER WAVING YOUR TINY LITTLE FISTS LIKE SOME STUPID PARODY OF 1800'S GENTLEMAN'S BOXING. YOU WANT SOME OF THIS. DO YOU. DO YOU. DO YOU. I DIDN'T THINK SO. SOMEBODY HAD BETTER HOLD ME BACK RIGHT NOW AND TELL ME THAT IT'S NOT WORTH IT, BECAUSE I SWEAR. I'M LIKE A FUCKING COILED SPRING, AND YOU'RE ABOUT TO BRING SEVEN SHADES OF THE APOCOLYPSE DOWN ON YOU SORRY, ABOUT TO BE DESTROYED ASS.
HOLY LIVING FUCK, MY BIKE LOCK ATE MY KEY AND I HAD TO LEAVE MY BIKE MILES FROM HERE AND TAKE AN EXPENSIVE CAB RIDE HOME!
NOW I HAVE TO HOPE IT'S NOT STOLEN OVERNIGHT, THEN GO BACK WITH A HACKSAW IN MY BACKPACK TO FREE IT! I FULLY ANTICIPATE BEING SET UPON BY COPS WHILE SAWING MY LOCK!
I MUST SHOUT IN THIS THREAD BECAUSE IN REAL LIFE I HAVE COMPLETELY LOST MY VOICE AND CAN ONLY WHISPER AND IT IS STARTING TO PISS ME THE FUCK RIGHT OFF.
PERHAPS I CAN BRING THIS THREAD TO WORK TOMORROW AND HAVE IT SHOUT AT FOUR YEAR OLDS FOR ME SINCE I DON'T KNOW IF I'LL BE UP TO TASK.
NOT THAT I REALLY SHOUT AT THEM, BUT SOMETIMES YOU'VE GOT TO RAISE YOUR VOICE TO GET THEIR ATTENTION.