The unofficial bad day thread.

[Trefle]

Yow. I hope you find your reason to not be emotionally disconnected, Trefle. I know that feeling.

Thanks I'll be happy.

I was having a reasonably decent day so far. Then I checked my twitter feed and found this, from a Let's Player I follow.

http://fatuglyorslutty.com/ (ignore the non-indicative name, this isn't a "rate the person's looks" site.)

Before the site Zano: After reading just the first entry Zano: As a gamer and a human being, I'm sad that this site has to exist to serve as a chronicle to how many people never got the smack in the head they needed. =\

Now this is...what. D: D<
Of course, the question just begs; HOW OLD ARE THEY AND WHAT SORT OF DISAPPOINTMENT THEY HAD GOD. And now I'm capsy.
...Is this the worst of (gaming) humanity?

[Freemage]

*grumbles*

I'm going to miss work on Wednesday. My great aunt died. I spent about $130 on clothes/shoes for myself and Morgan so that we can go to the funeral. I do not make enough money for this shit. When I die, I demand everyone to wear normal clothes. Don't spend money on my dead ass. D< YOU GUYS REMEMBER THAT IF YOU END UP ATTENDING MY FUNERAL. THAT SHIT'S GONNA BE CASUAL AS FUCK.
DON'T YOU DARE WEAR FORMAL ATTIRE OR I WILL
FUCKING
HAUNT YOU.

For reference, in one day's wages, I make $64 before taxes. So I spent over two days' worth of money and I'm losing a day. For someone who isn't even going to know that I'm there. Bah.

I'm going for Dad. She was his aunt. I knew her, too, but we weren't that close, so I probably wouldn't be going if not for him.

And to top it all off, I have to acknowledge that I'm being a brat, because here I am whining about buying cute new clothes when someone else had to die to give me the excuse. Gragh.

Eh, frankly, what you're really doing is complaining about the living, who put such silly stress on the ceremony rather than on comforting one another, which is what a funeral should be all about. Not saying ratty jeans and t-shirt, but any solid dark colors and modest cut should suffice.

At least, for most folks' funerals. I keep trying to get the wife to sign off on making mine a nudist occasion. She's resisting that. And the spring-loaded coffin, too.

[Valerie]

I hope it doesn't happen for a long time,, but am I invited to your funeral?

[Lia S]

At least, for most folks' funerals. I keep trying to get the wife to sign off on making mine a nudist occasion. She's resisting that. And the spring-loaded coffin, too.

Great minds think alike? I have a rule for my funeral: "attend not wearing anything black, or attend naked" (one can still wear something black while naked, socks for example). I also insist on a cardboard coffin and that crayons be handed out, you can figure out what those will be for.

[Adrishiana]

I went to a funeral for a classmate when I was in high school where the family was very insistent on bright colors - the louder, the better.

My brother wore a Hawaiian shirt.

(The classmate herself was buried in jeans and a t-shirt.)

[Captain LeBubbles]

I'm not even going to be buried in a coffin. I want to be chucked off a cliff somewhere or something. (Okay, maybe not literally, but there's a culture I heard about in Asia that will place their dead on mountaintops so that scavengers can come along and nibble at them, and that's kinda what I wanna do. Sounds a bit morbid, but the way I see it, putting yourself in a box is just removing yourself from the natural cycle of life. Separating your remains- that you're not using anymore anyway- from the planet that nurtured you for however long you were alive. Kinda selfish, really. At least, that's how I see it.)

Also, I hate funerals because they're depressing, so when I die, everyone's gonna have a party (there better be streamers) and talk about how awesome I am. And eat pie and ice cream floats.

(Shoes optional.)

@Adri: Sounds pretty neat- I'm guessing the classmate in question was a particularly lively person?

[Artemisia]

On the weekend just before Halloween of 1991, I lost a friend in a car accident. He died about a week later, in fact. The funeral was horrific. I remember my friend as a bawdy individual, but his family went through this over the top Christian funeral and acted like he was some kind of saint.

I never admitted to anyone that he has to have been the only guy I've ever actually been attracted to. IT took me a year before I could even cope with his death.

[Adrishiana]

@Adri: Sounds pretty neat- I'm guessing the classmate in question was a particularly lively person?

She was, and it's not unusual for (somewhat) brighter colors to be worn to the funeral of a younger person anyway (although I daresay the mourners were more casually dressed than usual all the same). Her death was also unexpected enough that I think her family may not have had time to debate, "Well, maybe we should do it the way she would want... no, we should go traditional. No, wait... (etc.)" if they were inclined to do so in the first place.

Artemisia: Yikes. D:

[Zanosuke Kurosaki]

I'm not even going to be buried in a coffin. I want to be chucked off a cliff somewhere or something. (Okay, maybe not literally, but there's a culture I heard about in Asia that will place their dead on mountaintops so that scavengers can come along and nibble at them, and that's kinda what I wanna do. Sounds a bit morbid, but the way I see it, putting yourself in a box is just removing yourself from the natural cycle of life. Separating your remains- that you're not using anymore anyway- from the planet that nurtured you for however long you were alive. Kinda selfish, really. At least, that's how I see it.)

Also, I hate funerals because they're depressing, so when I die, everyone's gonna have a party (there better be streamers) and talk about how awesome I am. And eat pie and ice cream floats.

Well, how about everyone has to dress up like clowns, and your body (in a coffin), gets shot from a cannon into the ocean? Or perhaps a live volcano. How's that for a lively, interesting sort of funeral? </silliness>

Art: Huh. We've got something in common there, then. Sorry for your friend.

[Captain LeBubbles]

I'm not even going to be buried in a coffin. I want to be chucked off a cliff somewhere or something. (Okay, maybe not literally, but there's a culture I heard about in Asia that will place their dead on mountaintops so that scavengers can come along and nibble at them, and that's kinda what I wanna do. Sounds a bit morbid, but the way I see it, putting yourself in a box is just removing yourself from the natural cycle of life. Separating your remains- that you're not using anymore anyway- from the planet that nurtured you for however long you were alive. Kinda selfish, really. At least, that's how I see it.)

Also, I hate funerals because they're depressing, so when I die, everyone's gonna have a party (there better be streamers) and talk about how awesome I am. And eat pie and ice cream floats.

Well, how about everyone has to dress up like clowns, and your body (in a coffin), gets shot from a cannon into the ocean? Or perhaps a live volcano. How's that for a lively, interesting sort of funeral? </silliness>

Art: Huh. We've got something in common there, then. Sorry for your friend.

No clowns, clowns are creepy. Wouldn't mind the volcano, though, that sounds fun, but the real idea is that my body continues to be part of Earth's natural cycle (as opposed to just existing along with it or being destroyed purposefully) so maybe not.

[Zanosuke Kurosaki]

No no no, like clowns, not as clowns. Bright, cheery colors, silly make-up, shoes that make squashy/fart noises when stepped on. Those kind of things. Clowns are number #3 on my list of "get out the firearms!"

[Valerie]

I want to be cremated. You should have seen the look on Dad's face when I told him that. It was like I shot his dog or something.
Our family is Catholic, and we all use the same funeral home and we all get buried in the same cemetery and yadda yadda.

'Course, if there are any organs and whatever that can be used, I want those taken out first. I ain't gonna need 'em.
I thought about donating it to medical students or whatever it is that "to science" means, but my older sister's grandpa did that. You have the memorial, then you get the remains back two years later for the actual funeral bit. I don't want anyone to have to mourn me twice.

'Cause let's be honest, I'm pretty great and people are going to mourn hard enough the first time around.

[Captain LeBubbles]

I want to be cremated. You should have seen the look on Dad's face when I told him that. It was like I shot his dog or something.
Our family is Catholic, and we all use the same funeral home and we all get buried in the same cemetery and yadda yadda.

'Course, if there are any organs and whatever that can be used, I want those taken out first. I ain't gonna need 'em.
I thought about donating it to medical students or whatever it is that "to science" means, but my older sister's grandpa did that. You have the memorial, then you get the remains back two years late for the actual funeral bit. I don't want anyone to have to mourn me twice.

'Cause let's be honest, I'm pretty great and people are going to mourn hard enough the first time around.

I'd like to donate my organs and anybody who wants 'em is welcome to 'em, but there's a pretty good chance they won't be usable (thanks a lot, mom's DNA. *shakes fist*)

I honestly don't care what gets done with my body after I'm gone (I won't need it anymore, as I'll be sleeping on fluffy clouds at the time), as long as some use is got out of it as much as possible, even if that use is to feed the next generation of creepy-crawlies.

[Valerie]

Prepare for whininess over silly things!

My birthday presents, aside from the air conditioner Dad got us, were pretty bleh, but that's just par for the course (and mostly just me being a spoiled, entitled brat). My grandma gave me a necklace that I told her a few days ago I didn't really like, but she also gave me a check for $35 that I can deposit on the first. My mom gave me a body lotion set (because I'm a girl and should like lotion, I guess, even though I have never once asked anyone for lotion) and a bunch of coupons, despite the fact that I never have time to coupon anymore, but a few of them were decent. She did get me a shirt that I kind of like. But presents from Mom feel a little bittersweet, anyway, for reasons that have been explained many times.

The problem is that I'm not actually that close to most of the people that feel obligated to get me presents, so they have zero idea what I like, or give me things that they think I might have liked when I was like 14. Like, that shirt Mom got me this year, I would have loved the fuck out of that about seven years ago. Now it's just kind of cool and will probably be a pain to wash.

...Seriously, why do people give girls lotion and body wash and stuff as presents? Do we smell bad? =/

I made a joke one year at Christmas because I had gotten a lot of feminine things as presents. I was implying that people gave us (my cousin and me) body wash/lotion because we were dirty, makeup to cover our ugly faces, and jewelry to take attention away from the face because the makeup didn't work. I didn't get any of those things for a couple years after that. Maybe I should make that joke again.

But hey, $35. That will offset the cost of buying my little sister's present (her birthday was the day before mine; she turned 13) and still give me... $3. Which I spent on that shake I bought earlier. So at least I broke even. XD

Maybe I can sell the necklace and lotion set...

[LookingIn]

Valerie, welcome to the age of crappy presents if you get them at all...after 21 it's just another day of the year as your last milestone was already met and now you just check off the years as they go by.

The good news is that any crappy presents can be reciprocated with as crappy or crappier presents until the people get the idea and either just give you money or ask you what you really want.