stupid first world problems you're dealing with

I'm in a bad fucking mood. It all started out with some dick commenting on a mix I did for a TV commercial which put me a bad light. Fuck.

You'll just have to trust in Karma to unleash a terrible revenge upon him.

thats shitty squee. do you fancy being a featured artist on my radio show next month? i'm feeling your tracks.

Dårligt is ripe for world domination.

I went to a thing at Cafe Oto that was David Toop and Evan Parker playing field recordings from the 60s of trad african music, which was lush.

BUT

I'll just paste what I was saying in chat:

oh christ, I just remembered there was a fucking infuriating pretentious american prick to my left

lol

edit: dlo is nice though? Or did you just mean it looked like him?

  On 9/28/2017 at 8:51 PM, MDM Chaos said:

thats shitty squee. do you fancy being a featured artist on my radio show next month? i'm feeling your tracks.

PM sent ;D

I hate dealing with the public directly or with any oral communication. Any verbal communication I'd rather do strictly by text, email, or messaging. I'd probably be better off without vocal chords. And I wish I could be a hermit 24/7.

I'm probably borderline autistic or have Ass Burgers or something. But this has been bugging me in the back of my mind for eternity.

^ me too. You're not alone lol.

think it's a watmm prerequisite. i for one love the fact that people make websites for ordering things without talking to no-one at all. socialising without being social. etc. forums 4 lyf. fuyck you real life

spiral: cafe oto is a strange entity. on one hand, never go there, you will become one of them. on the other hand, how will they become one of us without it?

/thinking face

they might already have done a collectivized Graham Bond by putting their magic on you

  On 9/29/2017 at 1:27 AM, hello spiral said:

 

I went to a thing at Cafe Oto that was David Toop and Evan Parker playing field recordings from the 60s of trad african music, which was lush.

 

 

envious face

Dropped my new phone about two feet and it's so cracked it feels like it's gonna cut my fingers. Fucks sake.

Had to suffer through a pseudo intellectual douche bag last night. Kept drinking so I wouldn't say anything rude. Hung over as fuuuuuck right now.

What's the litmus test for pseudo intellectual douchbaggery? Like, when are you crossing the line? 

He kept asking me shit that I didn't know anything about just to hear me say "yeah, I don't know, man" and then mansplain the fuck out of it.

  On 9/29/2017 at 11:36 PM, Braintree said:

He kept asking me shit that I didn't know anything about just to hear me say "yeah, I don't know, man" and then mansplain the fuck out of it.

  On 9/29/2017 at 8:03 PM, cwmbrancity said:

 

  On 9/29/2017 at 1:27 AM, hello spiral said:

 

I went to a thing at Cafe Oto that was David Toop and Evan Parker playing field recordings from the 60s of trad african music, which was lush.

 

 

 

envious face

This track was the highlight. Went up to Toop in the interval, politely demanded to see the LP. Took a pic. Got home, dloaded LP, uploaded track:

What happened to CHATMM?

it is now Dicksword.

When I was brushing my teeth tonight a really big house centipede ran across the room and went into my dirty laundry, and I couldn't get it to come back out.

I feel almost nauseous, but not quite.  Not sure why, and not sure that description makes any sense whatsoever.  I just don't know how else to describe this subtly unpleasant sensation.  Hopefully it's not the beginning stages of tonight's charcuterie plate preparing its revenge.

Half way through jury service, boring as fuck. So high tech that you have to phone after 5pm each night to see if you're required the next day. I'm not on Monday so I have to work. The problem is I'm enjoying the book I take with me so I won't be able to carry on reading for hours until at least Tuesday.

You had to phone them? I was told if I was needed when I left each day. Sucks, man.

Not that this affects me personally, but this ISA from TSB is depressing:

  Quote

 

What is the interest rate?

 

Interest rate with bonus

(includes a fixed bonus of 0.25% for the first 12 months)

0.30% AER/Tax Free (variable)
Interest rate without bonus (applicable after 12 months)
0.05% AER/Tax Free (variable)

You'll earn interest on balances of £1 or more. Interest is calculated each day and paid once a year on the 31st March.

What would the estimated balance be after 12 and 24 months based on a £1,000 deposit?

Based on a £1,000 deposit, with no withdrawals made from the account, and variable interest rates remaining the same:

Year 1

 

Initial deposit
£1,000
Interest earned at 0.30% AER/Tax Free  (includes a bonus of 0.25% for the first 12 months)
£3
Estimated balance after 12 months
£1,003

Year 2

 

Interest earned at 0.05% AER/tax Free (variable)
£0.50
Estimated balance after 24 months
£1,003.50

This is an example only and doesn't take into account your individual circumstances.

So, you can save all that money for a year...and earn £1. And then, on that £1, earn 0.05%. I mean, how do they offer this with a straight face, and a tone that suggests I'm getting a really great rate? Two years to earn £3.50! Banks man, fucking hell

(my ISA is with the Coventry, whose interest rate is kinda crud but way better than this shit) (also if you don't save money, please start. Always good to have some tucked away somewhere!)

Save $/£. And Join a commie credit union/building society 4 real.