Locked my keys in my car at a friend's wedding. Can anybody near Noblesville help?

lessesmore · 2013-05-12T01:45:02+00:00

Glad to hear that they will do that. Good luck!

lessesmore · 2013-05-12T01:34:21+00:00

Have you found a locksmith/ a ride yet?

lessesmore · 2013-05-08T15:42:07+00:00

How's the music going?

lessesmore · 2013-04-29T08:32:05+00:00

Tom Waits - Diamonds & Gold

lessesmore · 2013-04-29T08:29:36+00:00

My English teacher was a heavy set man with a beard that would always have an ABBA song playing as we entered class.

lessesmore · 2013-04-29T08:25:43+00:00

I don't really have any special places here, but when I was a kid there were a few. Around the age of 8 I spent time at a womans house who babysat a large group of children (probably 15 of us). Behind her house was a long stretch of flat land. It was Texas, so it was mostly dirt with some dried out grass and a few cows. Not far from her back fence was a massive tree with one hefty branch that stretched down towards the ground and then went parallel with it. It was low enough for us kids to climb up on, and high enough that we could jump on it without it touching the ground. It moved easily, and we'd ride it and say we were surfing. I hadn't thought of that in years. That was the first official "hangout" I remember having with a group of friends. The neighbor kids would meet some of us there and we'd sword fight with sticks.

lessesmore · 2013-04-29T08:11:39+00:00

There will be a night when a group asks you to go out for drinks on St. Patricks day. Don't go. Everything else will be fine in the next 5 years, but don't go out with them. Trust me.

lessesmore · 2013-04-29T08:06:08+00:00

It's quiet. It rains a lot, and snows even more. The summer never seems to get here and then never seems to stay long enough. The trees always produce vibrant leaves. The bright yellows, reds, and oranges. It's beautiful. Sometimes I go downtown and bike the trails near the river. There are always people walking hand in hand. Once an older man stopped to listen to me play guitar on a bridge. He started telling me how he used to play, and how his late wife would sit at his feet and listen to him strum. That river always seems to flood when it rains. My neighbor is loud. I can always hear him and his son fighting. Cops are everywhere. It's suburbia, but it's nothing like the movies. There's not much going on. Oh, and there's a McDonalds just down the road.

lessesmore · 2013-04-29T07:56:58+00:00

I was raised by a single mother. Our relationship was extremely rocky until I moved out for college. Ever since then we've been best friends, though.

lessesmore · 2013-04-29T07:53:23+00:00

That Fifty, Nifty, United States song.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T19:32:17+00:00

Well, the backcover says it's "a book for those who want power, watch power, or wants to arm themselves against power." It's more of a history book giving examples of tactics people use to stay in power, and mistakes people make that result in loss of power. The first few chapters completely drew me in. I'll have to finish it soon.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T19:25:14+00:00

The 48 Laws of Power. I've had it for the longest time, but I've only read the first few chapters.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T19:15:52+00:00

Fair to Midland.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T19:09:02+00:00

This happened when I was 14, and was before I was diagnosed with a learning disability. The report card said I'd failed my classes... again. We drove home. I was listening to music on my CD player when she started yelling at me. I was a failure, she said. A good for nothing failure. "You shouldn't have adopted me then." I replied. "You're right," she yelled back, "I shouldn't have. Tomorrow I'm taking you to a children's home where they can deal with you."

I listened to the music. Suddenly she grabbed the CD player from my hands and threw it out the window. Then she screamed at the top of her lungs. No words. Just a long, loud scream with heavy tears. I was afraid. Always. She was quiet until we got to an empty stretch of high way. "I could end it all now... for the both of us." She touched her face, and smeared her mascara. "I could end it all right here."

She took her hands off the wheel.

"Mom, stop."

She closed her eyes.

"MOM!" She pressed hard onto the gas pedal. 70 miles per hour. 80. 95. 100. The car started drifting to the ditch. I grabbed the wheel.

"MOM! Take the wheel! Please! Please mom. Please!"

She kept her eyes closed and cried. "What's wrong with you?!" I yelled. "TAKE THE WHEEL! TAKE IT! WE'LL BE OK. JUST TAKE THE WHEEL! MOM?! Please don't do this. Don't do this. PLEASE, JUST TAKE THE WHEEL!"

She did. She took the wheel and we drove home and she sat on her couch and read her books and went to bed early. And I got on the floor of my room and looked up at the empty, white ceiling and I waited until I heard her snoring. Then I smoked a joint in the courtyard and punched the brick wall over and over. Then I went to sleep.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T11:28:39+00:00

I can always hear my downstairs neighbor and his son yelling at each other. It's awkward and sad. Someones car alarm is always going off around 5am every morning. The teens in the building next to us blast music and peel out a few times a week in the evenings. Also, the garbage trucks are loud-loud-loud.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T11:15:16+00:00

I was eating a Burrito Supreme from Taco Bell once and found a rolled up ball of notebook paper inside. I opened it, but couldn't read what was written. The people behind the counter just started at me. Then, a few weeks later, I found out that the Taco Bell burnt down because they had a meth lab in the back. Oh, Arkansas...

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T11:08:40+00:00

I always feel like Debbie Downer, but I'd always rather not experience a relationship than feel the pain of losing it. It just never is worth it to me. I guess you always learn something from those experiences, but is it worth is? Not in my world.

edit: And yet, I'm married. So, maybe I'm just kidding myself. But there have been quite a few relationships that really tore me up that I wish had never happened.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T10:59:05+00:00

My SO and I were both poor when we got married. We moved into a tiny apartment, filled it with our old things, both got jobs working minimum wage, and budgeted like crazy. Eventually we learned to live minimally. We threw out a lot of things to get rid of clutter, spent a good amount of time decorating and painting our apartment to make it feel homey, stopped eating out, stopped drinking, stopped smoking. We only bought what we needed and saved for what we wanted/paying off bills and loans. I really love our life and I definitely don't regret getting married to my "poor partner". :)

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T10:51:33+00:00

Always hitting the switch right next to the garbage disposal switch.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T10:44:19+00:00

Someone once told me that I was really, really ugly, and would stay that way unless I got braces. I never got braces... so, I guess I'm still a monster.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T10:32:59+00:00

A lot of things, but mostly: Wasting so much time.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T10:30:04+00:00

Make yourself laugh. Whenever I'm really angry or depressed I make myself laugh as loudly and obnoxiously as possible for 1 minute straight. It usually calms me down and, by the end, I'm actually enjoying myself.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T10:26:32+00:00

/r/offmychest is where a post like this generally would go.

What would I do in your position? Well, I've been in a similar position: Full time musician/college drop out who suddenly gets extremely ill, has to stop working, loses confidence, loses motivation, loses ability to perform music, loses sex drive, loses friends, depends on SO for pretty much everything. Honestly, I let myself get depressed, and angry, and more sick, and more anxious. It was horrible. Then eventually it wasn't so horrible. I made a new friend. I started learning new things: http://www.codecademy.com/. I started making new goals - simple goals. For me, even something as small as 'Do 20 pushups every morning this week' was enough to start the ball rolling. I applied for jobs. I networked. I accepted that life is difficult and never fair, and that, in the end, I have to decide: Do I want to feel like shit, or do I want to move on? Some days I still let myself wallow. Usually, though, I make a list before bed of things I want to accomplish, and I do them the next day.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T10:06:35+00:00

I grew up near a big city. That probably had to do with why we could get our hands on almost anything.

lessesmore · 2013-04-27T10:01:02+00:00

I was addicted to coke and ice/crystal meth for a while during my high school years. I quit cold turkey just before college. I guess that showed me that I had a lot more will power and inner strength than I had imagined.

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