Aurora313 wrote...
I've considered it several times, but with my size and stature, I physically could not join. Too short, too weak and too f*ckin' wussy.
Israel has conscription. And ladies serve there as well. I saw quite a petite girl, I guess not even 150 cm height, who carried FN MAG as her primary weapon. On top of standard rig.
So I guess it's not about height: during my training my company only had 2 guys whos height was ~ 155 cm. Ironically they were designated as crew-served weapon crew. I guess somebody at HQ had sick sense of humour.
Aurora313 wrote...
My problem is, that when I get going, I tear through work like no tomorrow. I could knock it all over in an afternoon, but at the same time, I can't seem to motivate myself to do it. When I get started, you have to physically hold me down to stop, but it's the whole getting started part that's the problem.
High inertia, I know. I guess we're from same side of fence.

Mr. Brainheart wrote...
I enjoyed that dialogue Rudy.

My pleasure.
Mr. Brainheart wrote...
'tis a nice change from all the boring stuff I have been required to read the last few days..
Bleh, don't go there. I have to dig through lot of bureacratic crap for several days now, on several languages. It seems there is conspiracy that turns all languages into amorph, unnatural set of words instead of brief, short and clear packs of information.

Read some US docs, it's just doublefacepalm, combined with doublefacepalmtable. It is increasingly hard not to refer to George Carlin, really.

Well, I guess that's final batch of my rantings, since I depleted supply of those I can translate properly.
- Chief Williams!
- Sir?
- How’s your reports are going?
- I have sabbatical DGAF…
Ashley to Liara:
- Nobody cares about your “inner self”. People care about you looking good, laughing at their jokes and NOT GETTING STUCK IN DOORWAY!
Excerpts from Mordin’s journal:
According to Shepard, one wise man said that meeting woman who understands you completely is very dangerous, because it usually results in marriage.
Being father of seven girls, Shepard, after Ashley gave birth to their eighth, gave up and named her David.
- Good morning, Commander.
- Hello, my love.
- How did you slept?
- Not enough.
Shepard on Citadel, buying new pillow. Clerk to Shepard:
- How do you sleep?
- Badly.
- No, no, I mean on your back, on your side…
- Doesn’t matter.
Liara to Ashley:
- Pride, arrogance, ignorance, laziness…
- It’s all about you, Liara!
- Wake up, Ash! This day won’t turn to shіtty one all by itself!
Ashley to Shepard:
- It’s inhuman! It’s autumn, even nature dies and you want to me to do something?!
Ashley:
- Oh, Dark powers! Hear me! Answer my call!
Sleepy Shepard:
- …and make her damn sandwich already…
Shepard to Garrus:
- Strange… why when you surrounded by clowns you doesn’t actually feel good?
Shepard comforting Liara:
- Don’t be upset because of that nonsense. After all, that nonsense is not upset because of you.
- Ashley, hear me! You have to tell them everything. Everything you ever thought about them! If they are not around – call them or leave message! Trust me, I know, I’m alcohol!
Cerberus firing squad:
- Shoot this one, this one, and that one.
- Please, don’t shoot me, I don’t want that!
- Okay, don’t shoot that one, he doesn’t want.
- Ash, you don’t feel hot in all that make-up?
Ashley to Shepard:
- What do you want from me? First hours after waking I’m quite slowpoke.
- Yeah, about first twelve hours.
Allers to Shepard:
- Good morning, commander!
- Bad morning.
- What’s wrong?
- Some people just ****** me off!
- Tell them to get lost.
- Get lost!
Liara to Shepard:
- I put all blame on me.
- I also put all blame on you.
Kelly to Shepard:
- How you feeling, Shepard?
- Fairly decent – want to run around; pour everything in napalm and burn.
Store clerk to Shepard:
- Can you look for two more credits, please? It’s seems I can’t give you change, there is some error.
- Okay, show me your two credits.
Barman to Ashley:
- What to you wish today, Chief?
- Usual stuff.
- Okay. SECURITY! Throw her out!
Ashley to Shepard:
- Hate those moments.
- When your superior enters room you're in and your face bears fresh prints from your sleeves?
Ashley to Shepard:
- Why you like Mako so much?
- Where I came from we have 4 seasons: mud, dry mud, mud, frozen mud.
- Shepard! I’ve heard to you have console…
- Well, to some extent…
- And what kind of console it is?
- If played well – about 8 inches.
- Ash, when you told me you have personal transportation I had no idea you meant broom.
- Please, understand, it’s not about you, it’s about me. I’m ideal, you – tol-lol.
Ashley to Shepard:
- Sorry I haven’t paid you a visit while you were in detention center.
- Oh, don’t worry, I had quite a company.
- Company?
- Yeah. Four cuties.
- CUTIES?!
- Aha. Walls.
- Shepard, we just don’t understand each other! Do you understand?
- No.
Harbringer to Shepard:
- Resistance is futile!
- Suck it, I brought condenser!
Modifié par Rudy Lis, 27 septembre 2012 - 02:23 .