I am in a similar mood- I drove 5 hours to Quebec and paid $3,000 for a 1998 Intrepid (to replace my car that was smashed in my parking lot while I was sleeping). After buying it, I began driving back home and MY NEW CAR BROKE DOWN ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD AFTER AN HOUR OF DRIVING! I JUST BOUGHT IT THAT MORNING! So, I walked about 3 KMs before being picked up by a school bus (I felt like the principal in Ferris Beuller) and taken to a gas station. I waited there an hour for my parents, then had to borrow their car to get home…

This delayed me for 4 hours total. At least the garage I bought the car from towed it for free. I started out AGAIN at 9PM, this time with my parent’s car. I was pretty sleepy, and speeding a little since I wanted to get home, since I had to work at 8AM the next day and….I GET PULLED OVER FOR SPEEDING FOR THE 1ST TIME IN MY LIFE! I couldn’t cut a break. This was possibly the worst day of my life. So, I spent $3,000 on a broken car, and then got a $168 ticket. AND, I only got home at 3:30 AM…so I called in sick to work, and took the day off just to make myself feel better.

So, cheer up Matt! We all have shitty days, and we’re all pulling for ya.

Chestnuts roasted by Muppet Baby @ 10/28/2006 9:23 AM

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That settles it. Let’s hop on google maps, find a small pub in the area, and replace the Saturday Night Thread with the Saturday Night Morose Drinking Binge. And I know there’s several XErs who don’t drink, but you can cheer yourselves up by throwing bar peanuts at the drunks. Because if there are two things drunks lack, it is short-term memory and spatial awareness. You can hit them on the back of the neck with a peanut every five seconds, and you will get the exact same response every time. It’s like a reset button for booze hounds.

Chestnuts roasted by Jedoc @ 10/28/2006 10:56 AM

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Hope everything works out, Matt. Watch some crappy horror movies and “The Great Pumpkin” — if that doesn’t cheer you up, nothing will.

All of the best Halloween costumes I’ve never done are geek things that I think no one else will get. I’ve always wanted to put on a gas mask, trench coat and fedora and go as the Golden Age Sandman, but I only know like three other people in my circle of friends who would have the foggiest idea who I was supposed to be. And explaining a costume is like explaining a joke: no matter how good it is, by the time you finish the explanation, it feels lame.

Chestnuts roasted by Blake @ 10/28/2006 12:33 PM

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Matt! We love you!

Chestnuts roasted by Hey I'm Jeff @ 10/28/2006 1:33 PM

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Usually Im notn one to complain but heres just a smidgen of things that are eating away at me right now.

Ive been sick since last year and no oone knows whats wrong with me despite having seen about two dozen doctors at this point. I was told yesterday that its likely I have some sort of wasting disease (where you waste til you die) but they still have no idea what. Im down to 95 lbs and cant keep that steady to save my life (literally). I have two little girls and cannot even lift my 3mo old or take care of her much at all really. The litany of horrible things goes on and on but even as bad of a shape I am in, others are worse. My grandmother fell yesterday and cracked her head open and doesnt even know who anyone is anymore. My family lives on the opposite side of the country and Im too oweak to travel to stay with them or see them.

I was supposed to go to a Halloween party but my friends called and said it was too much trouble to bring me and they are probably right. So ah well. I just hope I can make it to the end of the year. Anything beyond that will be a great blessing indeed.

So whatever is wrong please cheer up. X-E is one of teh few highlights of my day and reading everyones posts. Atleast for a little while I can pretend nothing is realy that wrong and feel normal and OK for a bit. Thanks for that.

Many hugs.

Chestnuts roasted by kittygirl @ 10/28/2006 2:16 PM

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On second thought Kitty, they should bring the party to you. Sorta like a real life Halloween episode of some kind of sitcom. But that’s just me being me.

Chestnuts roasted by 9LINE dressed as a homicidal maniac @ 10/28/2006 2:57 PM

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Wow, this IS like a sitcom holiday special, except more Christmas than Halloween, and without the embarrassing celebrity cameos.

What we need is a Halloween miracle!

Chestnuts roasted by AKA Matt @ 10/28/2006 3:34 PM

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kittygirl, what had you been doing before you started to get sick? I once read a story in Reader’s Digest about a woman who became seriously ill, and her doctors could never figure out why. Later, when it was discovered that she had been remodelling her(very old)house, and exposure to the old materials had caused her to contract metal poisoning. I say this just so you might consider any potential causes for your illness.
As for Matt, I hope everything is okay. I know he had promised to start updating daily until Halloween, so I was surprised that he missed so many days.

Chestnuts roasted by Thomas @ 10/28/2006 3:45 PM

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I have come to cheer you all up! (or not? 0 either way I come with a gift of of a bunch of old cereal commercials!

click my name for the gift from me to you!

Chestnuts roasted by IHAQ @ 10/28/2006 4:31 PM

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My heart goes out to you, Kitty Girl. To quote Billie Joe “it’s not over til you’re underground, it’s not over before it’s too late”

Kris Roe:

I wish there was something i could say
To erase each and every page that you’ve been through
Even though its not my place to save you

I appreciate but can’t accept this thank-you note
Thats sealed with your last breath
I won’t stand aside and listen to you give up

If you’ll just hold on for one more second
Just hold on to what you have
If you’ll just hold on, just hold on
You will wake up tommorrow

These arms remain stretched out to you
Maybe someday you’ll accept them
Or maybe its too late to save a young girl’s heart that’s long stopped beating

Wake up, wake up you’ve gotta believe
Wake up, wake up you cant give up
Time keeps going on without us
Long after we’re dead and gone

Gerard Way:

Turn away…
If you could get me a drink
Of water cause my lips are chapped and faded
Call my aunt marie
Help her gather all my things
And bury me in all my favorite colors,
My sisters and my brothers, still,
I will not kiss you,

Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you…

Now turn away…
Cause I’m awful just to see
Cause all my hair’s abandoned all my body,
All my agony,
Know that I will never marry,
Baby, I’m just soggy from the chemo,
But counting down the days to go.
IT JUST AIN’T LIVING

And I just hope you know,
That if you say,
Good-bye today,
I’d ask you to be true,

Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you…

Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you…

Chestnuts roasted by To Anyone Who Has or Will Be Leaving Us Too Soon @ 10/28/2006 7:48 PM

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Sad?! A young gent with as many obviously rabid fans as you have?! Hm. Perhaps you haven’t chosen the correct liquor and drugs to remedy your situation. Temporary fixes can be wonderful, indeed.

Chestnuts roasted by PerfectPrice @ 10/31/2006 7:09 AM

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