Fonaplats
victim of incest
[daylong jump-start that nome]
Hi niggas,
Dis ya boy Fonapole or Poleplats. I painted a house today. It looks like shit but I did a better job than the drunk mexican did who couldn't figure out how to use his paint sprayer and lost 2 gallons squirting it allover the floor. My regular job is kind of on hold at the moment. I went in 1 day this week and have called off everyday since. Im not fired because their computers are easily compromised and my 8 points is only 4 now. In other news my break up with Chell is not going very smooth. She still loves me and wont let me go. I called the cops on her yesterday for throwing stuff and being mean. Chell is super pissed at me for having a new girlfriend. I can understand her point of view but I honestly didnt see much point in trying anymore. Now Chell is being super nice and doing all those things I bugged her about for months in hopes of winning me back. My new girlfriend has to spend the weekend with her husband taking their kids to the zoo. It's a big fucking mess. And to top it all off I am spending my night at my deceased aunt's house watching her tragically autistic 36 year old son who can not care for himself at all. He is a big big boy and can sometimes be a real handful. One time he threw me through a door so hard it bowed the whole wall out. Im hoping a big bag of drugs can be enough to keep him somewhat calm tonight but he jumps and yells and claps his hands and screams and smears his poo on the walls and sometimes just runs around naked. But he is my cousin and I love him. The plan was to get him in a group home on Tuesday but when my Dad and uncle got him there they found that the staff consistent of 2 pregnant women and the plan was quickly abandoned for fear he would take all their lives. I may be exaggerating a bit but the fact is someone needs to be able to jump on his back and wrestle him down if he starts literally throwing shit into the fan. To make up for my lack on income lately I have been flipping a house with a buddy of mine who is paying me $20 under the table (for now). Last weekend we gutted an entire 3 bedroom house leaving only the ceiling and walls. Today I put a coat of paint on everything except the kitchen and bathroom which I had wished I would have left the toilet in. Tomorrow I hope to put a second coat on everything and get the painting to 90% done. Chell doesn't want me living in the apartment while I am seeing another woman but the housing market is a vicious one and I am pretty damn broke lately. Also she needs me for financial reasons so today I just moved my stuff into my office. Actually she threw/dumped it in there for me. My credit score went down because I forgot to pay on a credit card and I can't remember my login to pay it as I took my stimi-check gaming computer to my mom's house so Chell wouldn't throw it out the window. Chell gave the cops my bong after I had called them on her. They thought it was pretty nice and gave it back to me. I have no idea what I am doing anymore and I really can't believe I gone fucked shit up in such true space nigga fashion. In Chell's words I'm "fucking scandalous" I tried getting a job making diesel engines for the Duramax diesel trucks but it turns out I get paid more working my crappy job I sort of still have now. Hopefully something else will come up for me soon as I could really use a few more dollars an hour and im trying to get it before the unemployment benefits run out and there will be 200 mother fuckers trying to get every minimum wage job there is. I really don't know what else there is to do anymore. I'm just trying to take all this one day at a time. Really hoping spending sometime with a violent grown man who screams a bunch will allow me to think clearly. I miss you guys and just wanted to let you know I'm still alive and kickin'. Hope to make fun of you all soon. xoxo
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Good job fona, my girlfriend and I are in more of a domestic partnership situation with the occasional angry sex and supportive hug. This is the best thing for you to grow as a person. Foreword moves m8
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I liked the premise of the show "catfish" but hated the personalities of the hosts but liked how they dug a little deeper than television usually does to draw profiles of the characters involved and what they have in common.
I think what we all have in common is we are all fucked and connected through our maladjustments and malafaptive coping mechanisms.
I think it's beautiful that Lanny and frala are living a life together and also very funny.
We're all beautiful people coalescing on this star feeling angry, scared and alone attempting to forge a connection with our own humanity by yelling into the vast void. Niggas in space is almost the perfect name; I remember the fateful thread that spawned it, I suggested some joke names after but Lanny already had this name picked out.
This medium is like many others but can seem less accessible due to its format, climate, NAME and other indexing concerns but it shares many similarities with others.
I would normally characterize myself as white trash but the inclusionary language of this medium makes me rethink my assumed ethnicity. I really hope nobody actually reads this whole stupid thread, I'm really high and it lost focus and is now somewhere in the ether. I wish I had a good ether connect. That's pretty fucking white actually, I don't think a black person has ever done ether. I just think of Michael Caine off "the cider house rules" which is a good movie I should watch. I really like John Irving books, I think when I'm old is when I'm going to spend so much time reading and writing. These days I'm too busy working hard for a meager wage.
Anyways, sorry for this thread, I love you all, thank you Lanny for making this website it's a truly altruistic thing to maintain and I am headhunting for a think tank to ensure niggasinspace sees itself well into the 22nd century, right up to the end of the world. Good night
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we demand alt accounts be treated as individual users and that ban histories aren't "rolled over" into other accounts you assume belong to the same person
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Hey ya’ll I’ve missed some of ya😁, but I had to get serious and take care of business.
Well, first thing, my husband and I are getting a dissolution and it’s amicable. Not gonna go on about it, let’s just say I can’t take being yelled at any more. He never touched me though, just yelled.
We both have a new place. I sold my house and got a 2 bed, 2 bath apartment in the burbs, and I really like it. I’m tired of owning and putting all my extra money into the house, I wanna travel when I get extra money! Plus I don’t need a whole house for just me, too much to tend to.
I’ve also lost close to 50 lbs. I had really packed it on when I was on gabapentin, I went off, and the pounds came off easily. Wish I hadn’t stayed on it for 3 years. I have 12 to go to get to my goal.
So this is the old lady you’ve come to know.
Hope most of ya are well.
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I'm not here to cause any problems, but I think Doug has passed away. I live in his neighborhood and saw police activity at his apartment when I got home from work yesterday. There were two cop cars, two EMS vehicles, a crime scene van and an animal control truck. I checked this site to see if he has been actively posting and I see his last post was on Saturday. His cat has come up for adoption on the local animal center's site. Neighbors reported via Nextdoor that they believe someone on his floor did pass away and that someone on a gurney was rolled out and put into the crime scene van. I tried calling the medical examiner this morning to get some information. I gave them his address and name and they put me on hold to check with the investigators and they came back and said the investigators can not share any information since I am not next of kin. Essentially I got no answer from them, but from what it sounded like, there is an active investigation involving him. I have no absolute confirmation of this death, but all of this information has lead me to believe he has passed. If any confirmation becomes available to me, I will update.
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Penis inspection day was one of my favorite days of school every year. My favorite part was I got to see everyone elses peter or they'd try to hide it and because I'm me i'm walking around with this modest size erection like showing people, the gym teacher would put the palm of his hand around the shaft and lightly tug once, when he would tug me i would flex as hard as I couold and he'd smile cuz he could feel it.
I think this is now called child molestation, not sure. I wrote a letter to the middle school about it after i graduated. Not sure if they cared. Everyone knew this was happening, it was part of like the sit and reach or doing the pacer and the whole like presidential fitness thing.
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