Fuzzy Dunlop

Does everyone remember that webisode in which Christian told Vincent to go wake up Jack, that was supposed to have taken place right before The Pilot? I was just sitting here hoping they find some way to work that onto the show.

Thanks, that's what I thought originally, but then my Dad said that that spot is only for people you've actually worked with, and then I was like, "Damn, I hope they don't think I lied or something," so thanks for clearing that up.

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I think I might be retarded.

I mean, like cops and teachers and stuff who can speak to my good character.

When I'm filling out a job application, and there are separate sections for work experience and professional references, just to be clear, those professional references don't necessarily have to be someone I've worked for, right? I was kinda confused. EDIT: The reason it's in this thread is because this also has to do with the Wrigley Field job fair I mentioned.

He found him on a little raft while fishing But Jin's mom is a prostitute.

"How old is Kelly?" "Who is this?" "Mose."

I think that Ben implied it was Widmore's people who had her killed, but I've always suspected that Ben was really the one behind it, and he only did it to trick Sayid into working for him.

And also remember that Walt is one of the people Locke (as Bentham) went to see.

I apparently missed that. Thanks for not being a dick. I'm sorry.

They didn't come on the Black Rock. The Black Rock was an old pirate ship transporting slaves, I think.

Umm, yeah, I think that was explained like a million times.

When the fuck did Peter go from absorbing powers just by being near people, to only being able to absorb powers of people he touches?

Hey, I just thought of something. Where the hell is Vincent?!

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Doo-da-doo-da-doo-da-do Doo-da-doo-da-doooo-da-do Doo-da-doo-da-doooo-da-do... DOO DOO! This theme always gets stuck in my head. I haven't actually seen the show in years but the song still pops up in my crazy mind all the time. YES! I totally started singing this on a train one time when I was drunk.

Why not just say "Bless you" instead? Because he is not the Lord.

I want to know what would happen if they sailed out past the circumference of the island.

Wasn't Eloise also the name of the mouse?

I got an application in the mail today to be a Wrigley Field usher, and there's a job fair on February 7th. I know I don't have the job and there's a very good chance I won't get the job, but just being in Wrigley Field in February is going to amuse and please me.

Hot.

One time I made a latte for a customer and she said it was too creamy, and asked me if I could pour out some of the milk and pour coffee on top. I had another customer ask how we made our Cocoa Trio, and as I was describing it to her, she cut me off and asked me what chocolate sauce was. I kinda stared blankly for a second, because I was sure I must have misunderstood, but then she continued, "I know what chocolate syrup is, but what's chocolate sauce?" Then there was this whole thing: "Espresso Dopio(sp?), with an extra shot." "I'm sorry, I've never heard of that, but if you tell me what's in it, I could probably make it for you." "It's just a double shot of espresso." "Oh, okay." "With an extra shot." "So you just want a triple-shot of espresso." "Yeah, two shots with an extra shot."

Amazingly, I did the same thing like two weeks before I posted the My Brain thread, except my job wasn't high paying or 3rd shift. This was back when I was working in the cafe five days a week, and I hated it, and had asked my manager twice if I could go back to being a bookseller/cashier, but most of the cafe-workers besides me were completely unreliable and we didn't have enough payroll to hire anyone at the time. Anyways, one day I told one of my supervisors that I wasn't feeling well and I'd like to go home early, and he said he'd call the person who came in after me to see if she could come in early. An hour later I asked him if he'd called her yet, and he said "no," so I said I quit and walked out. It was pretty awesome because there was nobody else cafe-certified working until my replacement arrived four hours later. Then I came back after two days off and pulled the old George Costanza, pretend like nothing happened routine. My manager was like, "hey, Steven told me you quit," and I said, "oh, no, I just wasn't feeling good, but seriously, take me out of the cafe." I think that's how I finally realized I could do pretty much whatever I want at work. ANYWAYS, since this thread started off with a quote from a post from my thread, I guess this as good a time as any for me to give an update on my life. I have been seeing a psychologist, but I'm not taking any kind of medication. I guess I'm still pretty unsocial, but when I'm out somewhere I'm less self-conscious than I had been, and my mom got me a health club membership, which I've been taking advantage of 3-4 times a week. The exercise definitely helps. I'm sleeping better, provided I leave the TV on, or the radio at a soft volume. I no longer want to join the military, and honestly I'm kinda confused about why I ever wanted to in the first place. I know I definitely couldn't survive there. I'm hoping to go back to school next fall, and I guess that will be the real test of my recovery. Hope everything goes well for you, Matt.