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6481
« on: May 11, 2015, 09:59:00 PM »
Will any of these Jupiter sized planets ever matter to anyone for any reason ever?
It's not like they're habitable and we are a long way off from Gas Mining them Mass Effect 2 style
Here's a neat question. What if we find a jovian that consists of mostly oxygen?
6482
« on: May 11, 2015, 09:54:15 PM »
FUCK THOSE PIXELS ARE FUCKING SEXY.
6483
« on: May 11, 2015, 09:51:41 PM »
You can't win no matter what you do either way anyway, in regards to being vegan or meat eater. Plants have nervous systems, plants feel pain, plants, even have short term memory. You're still killing something to survive either way.
Second, you remove the meat industry. Now let's look at the meat industry. Cooped up critters. Altering breeds to yield more meat or have more weight and grinding the dead ones up and putting them into feed for the others. Not pleasant. Also, extremely unhealthy for us because of the tampering done to what was originally just meat.
If veganism became a big deal, some other asshole company out there would abuse it. They already do. GMO crops, altered plants, chemical sprays on farms, desicating crops ect ect.
I'm not one for killing or damaging anything as much as I can. But sometimes you can't not do it. The best you can do is be respectful and appreciative that something died to extend your life. Appreciate that loss, but do it not out of joy or for sport. Just be respectful and mindful is all.
Either way you can't win these days. Everything's already modified and altered to shit anyway.
6484
« on: May 11, 2015, 01:04:05 PM »
I don't know if it's because i'm a teenager or some shit, but I can eat a fuck ton of food and nothing happens, I don't get sick or fat.
Yeah that's normal for a teenager. I've eaten 17 slices of pizza and didn't gain a single pound.
There's a thing called metabolism. Some people have fast ones. Some people have slow ones. Make sure not to ride in good standing on your metabolism when you're young, because over time it will change. There used to be a little skinny fuck in my highschool. Athletic. Fast metabolism. Liked teasing all the fat kids. But ate more than the fat kids. I said something to him one time. "Give it a few years." His metabolism has since slowed. But his eating habits didn't. He's overweight now.
6485
« on: May 11, 2015, 12:56:06 PM »
Nothing. Two cups of coffee so far.
6486
« on: May 11, 2015, 12:32:09 AM »
Before that vase was smashed into a million pieces
wrap it up guys. BC's here.
No, see, he may have a an oceanside mansion. But he won't be laughing if a tsunami shows up! Now you can all be thankful that none of you live close to the ocean. And BC can buy a liferaft.
6487
« on: May 10, 2015, 04:08:32 PM »
the pistol in the first halo
what were they fucking thinking
They weren't, but it was a pretty beautiful accident they made.
Pre auto-update H2 dual pistols were quietly the most overpowered thing in the entire Halo series, but nobody notices them anymore.
My favorite shit to use in Halo 2. Dual pistols. That fire rate was off the damn charts.
6488
« on: May 10, 2015, 11:41:49 AM »
I think we should take sticks and tie them to fat people's heads. Dangle the most appealing food source to them on the end of the stick. Everybody knows fat people don't have the strength to move their arms above the horizon line. That way all the fat people chase their food and get exercise.
And for the crafty ones, you strap a bomb in with the head band. If a smart fat person figures out a way to get their food and removes it, they explode. If another fat person steals their food, they explode, thus setting off the secondary fat person as well.
6489
« on: May 10, 2015, 11:34:06 AM »
I wouldn't mind. Although what I would say without slippin' down into something depressive I don't know.
Say it. Open the floodgates!
Studying myself and what makes me tick. Don't like the answers. May not be able to change them. I don't believe I'm a decent person, to the point that I don't like myself. In fact I hate myself. Which is why I do what I do. All this work that I do, is done because I think I owe something. And it's never enough. Whatever I do, I'm never satisfied with it, never satisfied with what I've done. It's never enough to me. I could do things better for the people around me.
And, while I have a quaint disliking of people, and avoid them as much as I can, I am cripplingly on my own. I think all the friends I've ever had in my life weren't friends. They were acquaintances. People that were other outsiders like me. Similar people group together. So I latched onto them to cope as I went along. But they're only ever passerby.
I'm not opposed to the idea of having any sort of partner. A close friend or somebody more than that. But, I believe it won't ever happen. I stare at people and I can pick out how they work. Their words, the way they speak, their mannerisims. I can tell they wouldn't get along with me over time. Finding another person out here who is in any way like me is mathematically shit in terms of statistics.
And again, I don't believe it'll ever happen because I think I'll just go until I die. I think I'll just end up living on my own, doing my thing. And the real reason, the main one, is that I don't believe I should have that. I don't believe I should ever have that because I'm not a decent person.
If there's one thing you can say to me that goes in one ear, and out the other, it's that I'm supposedly a decent person. Even knowing that I know how I think doesn't stop it.
Why do you dislike yourself? You have to have quite a few reasons. >.>
But we seem to have similar problems, it sounds like.
I don't know. I can't pin it down. The sort of dull grey state I'm in right now leaves my head clear. And even with that I can't figure it out. The only theory or semblance of an idea I have is that I've been around so many people over time that didn't like me, that I started believing what they said. But that wouldn't leave that deep of a mark.
I can't answer it because I can ask myself questions and get answers. They're a different kind of answer. It's something that has a concreteness to it. Like it's set in stone. I ponder why I hate myself and all I ever get is that I just do. I just don't like myself. As soon as I get into any form of trouble I attack myself. Which is what keeps me up on my feet, which is what's been keeping me moving for years.
That's why I don't think I can change it. I've only gotten this far because I've hated myself. Hating myself, telling myself that I'm a piece of shit is what makes me act in the way I do for the people around me and it's what pushes me through my problems or ailments. The hate that I feel towards myself is what drives me.
Which is why I think I'm not a decent person. Take that hate away and the drive goes with it. Which means I'd be selfish.
Yeah, I can't really relate to that point, since I don't really dislike myself. :/
Doesn't matter anyway. I'm not going to live a long enough life to figure it out anyway. Iffy heart, fucked lungs, cancer tendencies in my genes? Not even counting the hostile environment and the physical strain I consistently work with, I'd put money down that within the next 10 years something will happen.
Some things you can change, and some things you can't. This is one of those mysteries I don't think I'll be able to put together.
Yeah...
I don't really know what to say aside from the fact that you'll find peace one way or another.
Who or whatever comes to say hello to me, I don't mind. You never know. I might get lucky. It could actually be somebody I could get along with. Or I just might drop on the spot one day. Who knows. Take a gamble and a coin flip and we'll see how far I can make it.
6490
« on: May 10, 2015, 11:27:28 AM »
I wouldn't mind. Although what I would say without slippin' down into something depressive I don't know.
Say it. Open the floodgates!
Studying myself and what makes me tick. Don't like the answers. May not be able to change them. I don't believe I'm a decent person, to the point that I don't like myself. In fact I hate myself. Which is why I do what I do. All this work that I do, is done because I think I owe something. And it's never enough. Whatever I do, I'm never satisfied with it, never satisfied with what I've done. It's never enough to me. I could do things better for the people around me.
And, while I have a quaint disliking of people, and avoid them as much as I can, I am cripplingly on my own. I think all the friends I've ever had in my life weren't friends. They were acquaintances. People that were other outsiders like me. Similar people group together. So I latched onto them to cope as I went along. But they're only ever passerby.
I'm not opposed to the idea of having any sort of partner. A close friend or somebody more than that. But, I believe it won't ever happen. I stare at people and I can pick out how they work. Their words, the way they speak, their mannerisims. I can tell they wouldn't get along with me over time. Finding another person out here who is in any way like me is mathematically shit in terms of statistics.
And again, I don't believe it'll ever happen because I think I'll just go until I die. I think I'll just end up living on my own, doing my thing. And the real reason, the main one, is that I don't believe I should have that. I don't believe I should ever have that because I'm not a decent person.
If there's one thing you can say to me that goes in one ear, and out the other, it's that I'm supposedly a decent person. Even knowing that I know how I think doesn't stop it.
Why do you dislike yourself? You have to have quite a few reasons. >.>
But we seem to have similar problems, it sounds like.
I don't know. I can't pin it down. The sort of dull grey state I'm in right now leaves my head clear. And even with that I can't figure it out. The only theory or semblance of an idea I have is that I've been around so many people over time that didn't like me, that I started believing what they said. But that wouldn't leave that deep of a mark.
I can't answer it because I can ask myself questions and get answers. They're a different kind of answer. It's something that has a concreteness to it. Like it's set in stone. I ponder why I hate myself and all I ever get is that I just do. I just don't like myself. As soon as I get into any form of trouble I attack myself. Which is what keeps me up on my feet, which is what's been keeping me moving for years.
That's why I don't think I can change it. I've only gotten this far because I've hated myself. Hating myself, telling myself that I'm a piece of shit is what makes me act in the way I do for the people around me and it's what pushes me through my problems or ailments. The hate that I feel towards myself is what drives me.
Which is why I think I'm not a decent person. Take that hate away and the drive goes with it. Which means I'd be selfish.
Yeah, I can't really relate to that point, since I don't really dislike myself. :/
Doesn't matter anyway. I'm not going to live a long enough life to figure it out anyway. Iffy heart, fucked lungs, cancer tendencies in my genes? Not even counting the hostile environment and the physical strain I consistently work with, I'd put money down that within the next 10 years something will happen. Some things you can change, and some things you can't. This is one of those mysteries I don't think I'll be able to put together.
6491
« on: May 10, 2015, 11:07:31 AM »
I wouldn't mind. Although what I would say without slippin' down into something depressive I don't know.
Say it. Open the floodgates!
Studying myself and what makes me tick. Don't like the answers. May not be able to change them. I don't believe I'm a decent person, to the point that I don't like myself. In fact I hate myself. Which is why I do what I do. All this work that I do, is done because I think I owe something. And it's never enough. Whatever I do, I'm never satisfied with it, never satisfied with what I've done. It's never enough to me. I could do things better for the people around me.
And, while I have a quaint disliking of people, and avoid them as much as I can, I am cripplingly on my own. I think all the friends I've ever had in my life weren't friends. They were acquaintances. People that were other outsiders like me. Similar people group together. So I latched onto them to cope as I went along. But they're only ever passerby.
I'm not opposed to the idea of having any sort of partner. A close friend or somebody more than that. But, I believe it won't ever happen. I stare at people and I can pick out how they work. Their words, the way they speak, their mannerisims. I can tell they wouldn't get along with me over time. Finding another person out here who is in any way like me is mathematically shit in terms of statistics.
And again, I don't believe it'll ever happen because I think I'll just go until I die. I think I'll just end up living on my own, doing my thing. And the real reason, the main one, is that I don't believe I should have that. I don't believe I should ever have that because I'm not a decent person.
If there's one thing you can say to me that goes in one ear, and out the other, it's that I'm supposedly a decent person. Even knowing that I know how I think doesn't stop it.
Why do you dislike yourself? You have to have quite a few reasons. >.>
But we seem to have similar problems, it sounds like.
I don't know. I can't pin it down. The sort of dull grey state I'm in right now leaves my head clear. And even with that I can't figure it out. The only theory or semblance of an idea I have is that I've been around so many people over time that didn't like me, that I started believing what they said. But that wouldn't leave that deep of a mark. I can't answer it because I can ask myself questions and get answers. They're a different kind of answer. It's something that has a concreteness to it. Like it's set in stone. I ponder why I hate myself and all I ever get is that I just do. I just don't like myself. As soon as I get into any form of trouble I attack myself. Which is what keeps me up on my feet, which is what's been keeping me moving for years. That's why I don't think I can change it. I've only gotten this far because I've hated myself. Hating myself, telling myself that I'm a piece of shit is what makes me act in the way I do for the people around me and it's what pushes me through my problems or ailments. The hate that I feel towards myself is what drives me. Which is why I think I'm not a decent person. Take that hate away and the drive goes with it. Which means I'd be selfish.
6492
« on: May 10, 2015, 10:52:36 AM »
I wouldn't mind. Although what I would say without slippin' down into something depressive I don't know.
Say it. Open the floodgates!
Studying myself and what makes me tick. Don't like the answers. May not be able to change them. I don't believe I'm a decent person, to the point that I don't like myself. In fact I hate myself. Which is why I do what I do. All this work that I do, is done because I think I owe something. And it's never enough. Whatever I do, I'm never satisfied with it, never satisfied with what I've done. It's never enough to me. I could do things better for the people around me. And, while I have a quaint disliking of people, and avoid them as much as I can, I am cripplingly on my own. I think all the friends I've ever had in my life weren't friends. They were acquaintances. People that were other outsiders like me. Similar people group together. So I latched onto them to cope as I went along. But they're only ever passerby. I'm not opposed to the idea of having any sort of partner. A close friend or somebody more than that. But, I believe it won't ever happen. I stare at people and I can pick out how they work. Their words, the way they speak, their mannerisims. I can tell they wouldn't get along with me over time. Finding another person out here who is in any way like me is mathematically shit in terms of statistics. And again, I don't believe it'll ever happen because I think I'll just go until I die. I think I'll just end up living on my own, doing my thing. And the real reason, the main one, is that I don't believe I should have that. I don't believe I should ever have that because I'm not a decent person. If there's one thing you can say to me that goes in one ear, and out the other, it's that I'm supposedly a decent person. Even knowing that I know how I think doesn't stop it.
6493
« on: May 10, 2015, 10:34:33 AM »
I wouldn't mind. Although what I would say without slippin' down into something depressive I don't know.
6494
« on: May 10, 2015, 10:24:19 AM »
Things in the way. They needed to be out of the way.
6495
« on: May 10, 2015, 10:22:12 AM »
TFW I made this thread on this site ages ago.
6496
« on: May 10, 2015, 03:43:24 AM »
Pulsing a SAW in Halo 4.
Short 2/3 round bursts keeps the reticule accurate and tight as a sniper scope. You could snipe with the automatic weapon across maps and kill players in a second or two.
6497
« on: May 10, 2015, 03:40:09 AM »
10 bucks says if we stuck her in a dark room she'd look like a feminine version of Verb's profile picture.
6498
« on: May 10, 2015, 03:38:32 AM »
i mean if driver-less cars are perfected then that's already every one that drivers a vehicle for living out of a job.
And everybody's richer for it. Labour can be reshuffled into more productive parts of the economy, but even if that is unfeasible (due to further or concurrent automation in other sectors) the cost of transportation will still plummet.
Driving is fun you robot shill.
lolno
Not when you're constantly stuck behind retards who love driving 5-10 miles below the speed limit.
That's why you pass them.
If they're driving 5 to 10 below the speed limit then you're probably doing 20-30 below the speed limit so you don't hit them.
DRIVE FASTER YOU FUCK.
It's not so easy to do that when most of the roads are one lane, or the other lanes are hogged by the exact same people going 5-10 miles below the limit.
And no, I go as fast as they're going when I'm forced to be stuck behind one of them. I hang back a good distance though so I won't collide into them if they suddenly decelerate (slow drivers tend to be awful drivers from my experiences).
One lane. You know what to do comms. You need to go over them. If you can't go around them, you have to go over them.
Really though. I don't blame ya. Three types of drivers. Defensive drivers. Offensive drivers. And shitty drivers. Most are shitty. I drive slow but luckily I fit into the category of defensive. Speed limit on highways is 100 and I do 80-90. Pull over and drive on the side of the road to let other folks pass.
I drive slow by nature because when you're doing 100 on gravel roads you can't stop for critters who decide to pop out on the road. I've been stuck behind slow drivers before though. Good lord. Going slower than me is an achievment. It's illegal, actually.
Yeah, I used to be an offensive driver, but then I had to deal with several offensive drivers (it was an unpleasant experience), so now I drive more defensively. Like, I usually drive around 10 miles above the limit, but if there's anyone who wants to go ahead of me, I try my best to pull over and let them through. Same thing on the freeways, but I go more 15-20 miles above the limit. I'm so hardcore.
TFW you're a defensive driver while driving a 25 foot long 7 foot wide box. Can't afford to be an offensive driver when I could plow throw several cars like a tank without stopping. But at the same time, I love it. Niggas be giving you space on the roads cause they know you could run them over.
6499
« on: May 10, 2015, 03:33:38 AM »
Got to third place on the leaderboard as Scotland.
My finest moments were consuming Hitler, and somebody who was playing as Steam went up like a little bitch and punctured me with one of those green spikey orbs. Steam tried to eat all my small bits but got fucked up and trapped by me.
Take that Gaben you fat fuck.
SCOTLAND WINS AGAIN.
6500
« on: May 10, 2015, 01:37:23 AM »
i mean if driver-less cars are perfected then that's already every one that drivers a vehicle for living out of a job.
And everybody's richer for it. Labour can be reshuffled into more productive parts of the economy, but even if that is unfeasible (due to further or concurrent automation in other sectors) the cost of transportation will still plummet.
Driving is fun you robot shill.
lolno
Not when you're constantly stuck behind retards who love driving 5-10 miles below the speed limit.
That's why you pass them.
If they're driving 5 to 10 below the speed limit then you're probably doing 20-30 below the speed limit so you don't hit them.
DRIVE FASTER YOU FUCK.
It's not so easy to do that when most of the roads are one lane, or the other lanes are hogged by the exact same people going 5-10 miles below the limit.
And no, I go as fast as they're going when I'm forced to be stuck behind one of them. I hang back a good distance though so I won't collide into them if they suddenly decelerate (slow drivers tend to be awful drivers from my experiences).
One lane. You know what to do comms. You need to go over them. If you can't go around them, you have to go over them. Really though. I don't blame ya. Three types of drivers. Defensive drivers. Offensive drivers. And shitty drivers. Most are shitty. I drive slow but luckily I fit into the category of defensive. Speed limit on highways is 100 and I do 80-90. Pull over and drive on the side of the road to let other folks pass. I drive slow by nature because when you're doing 100 on gravel roads you can't stop for critters who decide to pop out on the road. I've been stuck behind slow drivers before though. Good lord. Going slower than me is an achievment. It's illegal, actually.
6501
« on: May 10, 2015, 01:25:41 AM »
i mean if driver-less cars are perfected then that's already every one that drivers a vehicle for living out of a job.
And everybody's richer for it. Labour can be reshuffled into more productive parts of the economy, but even if that is unfeasible (due to further or concurrent automation in other sectors) the cost of transportation will still plummet.
Driving is fun you robot shill.
lolno
Not when you're constantly stuck behind retards who love driving 5-10 miles below the speed limit.
That's why you pass them. If they're driving 5 to 10 below the speed limit then you're probably doing 20-30 below the speed limit so you don't hit them. DRIVE FASTER YOU FUCK.
6502
« on: May 10, 2015, 12:34:15 AM »
You're literally Lonepaul tier anti-America.
>defending produce consisting of high fructose corn syrup and MSG
I'm not, but okay.
America isn't the only country that packs food with shit either. Basically every country does.
Lol I don't care. I just like hating on America.
Bruh, making shit up to hate on the US is worse than lonepaul tier. He at least made an effort to have his ramblings somewhat based of fact.
Well to be fair he's not wrong. MSG, palm oil, high fructose corn starch, extra sugar or synthetic sugar, "zero" calorie shit. Canada has it in everything. So the states would too since the two countries are such close partners. This particular avenue is not made up. They dump MSG into almost everything.
6503
« on: May 09, 2015, 10:30:15 PM »
Was I prepared to pause at a spacing error and some grammar errors that made me backtrack on your post? No. I never asked for this.
6504
« on: May 09, 2015, 09:46:00 PM »
I couldn't finish an american burger...
American burgers consist of pure lard of MSG. High Fructose corn syrup is what the "veggies" are made of.
No, pizza is their vegetable. The school system says so. All the pizza sauce counts as a serving of fruit for the day.
6505
« on: May 09, 2015, 07:24:30 PM »
It wasn't authentic american food then.
You forgot canned MSG.
Damn, you're right.
But I do think that I saw several 2-liter bottles of High Fructose Corn Syrup. Dammit Murica!
What about their fruits and vegtables section? Did they have any pizzas?
6506
« on: May 09, 2015, 07:21:32 PM »
It wasn't authentic american food then.
You forgot canned MSG.
6507
« on: May 09, 2015, 07:15:45 PM »
Frontyard, from left to right:
that's a sidewalk...
I think I see a little strip of grass.
That property would belong to the bank next door. Not my grass, man.
Wow... I'm starting a kickstarter to get you some fucking grass, man.
Also! That stop sign is the four way stop where I got nailed by a truck last last year. Good times.
6508
« on: May 09, 2015, 07:10:39 PM »
Frontyard, from left to right:
that's a sidewalk...
I think I see a little strip of grass.
That property would belong to the bank next door. Not my grass, man.
Wow... I'm starting a kickstarter to get you some fucking grass, man.
But muh backyard has grass, man. It even has tiger lillies.
6509
« on: May 09, 2015, 07:06:08 PM »
Frontyard, from left to right:
that's a sidewalk...
I think I see a little strip of grass.
That property would belong to the bank next door. Not my grass, man.
6510
« on: May 09, 2015, 07:02:00 PM »
Frontyard, from left to right:
that's a sidewalk...
Which so happens to be the extent of my front yard. That sidewalk is technically my property. If people slip and die on it I've got to pay for it.
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