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My good friend (who has offered to put me up while I sort out my eviction shit) couldn't get into a bar tonight. He argued with the bouncer, then scribbled all over the walls, and I pissed in the enterance. Then we went to another bar and drank more beer. Just thought I'd share...

Anything you want me to tell about picking a first aid course or in general?

So I'm working working the other day, on the first of my two jobs (not the one with autistic kids), and some eldery lady came up and asked me for directions. I didn't know the building and she didn't know the street name so I apologised and said I couldn't help. She turns around to ask a taxi parked at a red light, trips on the curb and smashes her face into the window pretty hard. I go to see if she's ok but she's standing and her husband is doing the do before I even get close so I go back to my job. I'm in a soft mood and feeling bad for her (she's standing but looks hurt and her husband is holding her) so i figure when I get done with what I'm doing, I'll fuck off and find the place she was looking for. I turn to look again and she's collapsed on the street corner with her husband freaking out. I'm not first on the scene, before I can do anything some lady who seemed to be a trained nurse has calmly turned her on her side and is asking the relevant questions. The turning thing is not something I would of known to do at all. Reflecting on it, it occurred to me that knowing these things is something that I will find usefull on a regular basis. For instance in the last 3 months I can think of four situations I've been in where it would of helped if I had known first aid. (there have probably been more that have slipped my memory). Plus I work with Autistic kids. Them little nigga's is always fucking themselves up. Anyone done one? Discuss. *typo

Lens you tard, I would of thought at the ripe old age of 30 you would of realised the difference between bond money and rent money. Rent is paid monthly . The other thing involved is I havn't paid utilities. Mainly because they havn't approached me with proper figures and as of last week they gave me a rough estimate (estimate? :shakehead: ) for the past 3 months. There was also some arguing about what I'll pay for. I don't use the phone so I didn't want to pay for it. They are trying to say I should atleast pay rental fees. That and 2 or 3 petty arguments, including one right at the start where things got pretty out of hand over who was taking what room (I insisted on a self contained flat out the back and people seem still bitter), is the whole story.

Been there done that. It is possible but the rent will be jacked up. Fuck that shit.

Not good friends, we lived in a uni dorm together for over a year. But I was normally busy with my life outside of college. So we didn't spend alot of time together

ofcourse its not as simple as that. But we were all good vibes until the bday weekend, then they hit me with this shit. I hadn't paid my bond money, I was under the impression that since things were going smooth they just weren't too fussed (we had planned to sort a few house things out that just never got done) and since I had other shit on and they weren't saying anything about it, I was doing my other shit. Next thing I know they are giving me 5 days to notice to get my money in, which I did (in a trust account). Apparently it was cash or nothing? I smell borderline extorsion. *there is more to it as well. You know how sticky these things get (no homo)

Long story, but basically its over bond money. I put it into a trust account for them (that's what your meant to do. Over here it's the governments provision for those who don't want their hundreds of dollars jacked) and they said they want it in cash so they are giving me like 5 days notice. Underlying this is the fact that I didn't go to one the* of peoples 21st Birthdays. Dumb Cunts. Discuss. p.s. I'm getting like 5 days notice.

I don't know about games. But after almost a year of using nothing but public bathrooms I now tend to hold my junk like its a manual revolver to prevent unwanted splash back. * That's right, I hold my dick like I hold my gun.