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[Loud Whispers]

look at this fucking animal

Woah. This is a rare moment, a time when the upper boards went there first.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=102629.msg3033415#msg3033415

[10ebbor10]

look at this fucking animal

Woah. This is a rare moment, a time when the upper boards went there first.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=102629.msg3033415#msg3033415

1. The animal in question doesn't appear to be procreating
2. The lower boards were even earlier I believe. ((Summon Ghostly Lungfish of Eek))

[Loud Whispers]

look at this fucking animal

Woah. This is a rare moment, a time when the upper boards went there first.

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=102629.msg3033415#msg3033415

1. The animal in question doesn't appear to be procreating
2. The lower boards were even earlier I believe. ((Summon Ghostly Lungfish of Eek))

2007

[OREOSOME]

I'm WTFing right now because we are now on the frontlines of a new breed of spambot. Also panicking and warning other internet communities.

[Slayerhero90]

I'm WTFing right now because we are now on the frontlines of a new breed of spambot. Also panicking and warning other internet communities.

?

[OREOSOME]

I'm WTFing right now because we are now on the frontlines of a new breed of spambot. Also panicking and warning other internet communities.

?

This one.

[Loud Whispers]

I'm WTFing right now because we are now on the frontlines of a new breed of spambot. Also panicking and warning other internet communities.

?

It makes sense, it uses grammar, is often constructive and posts in Bay12 dialect that's so appropriate, it even gets board specific mannerisms and speech patterns correct.

Now either someone REALLY wants to tap into the Bay12 demographic audience (lol), or they're using new bots that are capable of re-using old posts from other forums or even bay12 on its own in context appropriate occasions. I say so because I've seen the latter, but it could be other things like hooman controllers.

[Dutchling]

For some reason I suddenly have 23 DOTA keys in my Steam inventory.

[Nadaka]

For some reason I suddenly have 23 DOTA keys in my Steam inventory.

Did you gift a bunch to people who never redeemed them?

[Flying Dice]

I'm WTFing right now because we are now on the frontlines of a new breed of spambot. Also panicking and warning other internet communities.

?

It makes sense, it uses grammar, is often constructive and posts in Bay12 dialect that's so appropriate, it even gets board specific mannerisms and speech patterns correct.

Now either someone REALLY wants to tap into the Bay12 demographic audience (lol), or they're using new bots that are capable of re-using old posts from other forums or even bay12 on its own in context appropriate occasions. I say so because I've seen the latter, but it could be other things like hooman controllers.

Spambots making useful, relevant posts? Mission. Fucking. Accomplished.

[Slayerhero90]

Wait. What if there were grammarbots specifically designed to correct people's grammar and nothing else.

[OREOSOME]

Wait. What if there were grammarbots specifically designed to correct people's grammar and nothing else.

Yes. Hell yes.

[Loud Whispers]

Spambots making useful, relevant posts? Mission. Fucking. Accomplished.

Possibly dispensing computer viruses and phishing in the process.

[Hanslanda]

So. I'm just WTFing at myself for no real reason right now.

I'm smart. And I know I'm smart. I'm not like, VERY smart, or even really smarter than most people. I'm just a wee bit above average. A little tiny bit. But all the time, I find myself thinking, "Why the fuck am I so fucking stupid?" God damn, all the time. I'm apparently smart enough to know I'm a total fucking idiot.

I'm so tightly in control of myself, all the time. It's hideously bad for me. I never do the things I want to because I'm so inhibited I... Can't. I just can't. I'm physically unable. But I still find myself doing shit that I don't want to do and that I choose not to do. So. I'm in control of myself, but not in control of myself at all. What the fuck? Why can't I just be one way or the other? Why can't I hit on a pretty woman, but I can fucking blow my money on stupid shit?

I don't really have self-esteem issues anymore. I know I'm worth something, that I'm a good person, that I'm smart and rather good looking, or at least not bad looking. But still I find myself in situations like this. I'm fucking stupid half the time. I apparently can't get a date. I do bad things, like drugs and shit. And right now, the only worthy thing about is me is that I'm NOT getting high because court order, and I have a job. So. I don't have self-esteem issues but I still am plagued by moments where I hate myself utterly.

I have no real aspirations. I want nothing. Just. Nothing. I'd like to have a date sometime, but I just. Don't really care about it anymore. I want to be a writer, but I just don't fucking care. Why should I bother? What's the point? I could join the military, but again, what's the point? Better myself, yada yada yada. Why? It's not going to make me happy. It's not going to make me enjoy my life. I'm burnt out. I can't muster enthusiasm for anything at all. Not a single thing. I get up in the mornings because I absolutely have to. Why? Because my body won't let me just quit.

I keep going through my life because as the Daleks say, "I cannot self terminate." I'm too strong to kill myself and too weak to live a life worth living.

That's all I got. I just wanted to get that off my chest.

[Xantalos]

I go through that as well. The reason I've found to keep on going (apart from some souls to tide me over) is looking for that purpose. Many people look all their lives and never find it. Others want to look, but don't realize they have to. It's good at least that you recognize that you lack a purpose, for with that knowledge of a lack comes the knowledge that a purpose must be found.
Keep on going; something'll turn up. And remember: the little things count.