Lonely Loneliness

OT humorous one liners 8-2-07

admin — Thu, 02 Aug 2007 00:00:00 +0000

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"Life is full of misery, loneliness, and suffering – and it’s all over much too soon." "Is sex dirty? Only if it’s done right." ~ Woody Allen — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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"Life is full of misery, loneliness, and suffering – and it’s all over much too soon." "Is sex dirty? Only if it’s done right." ~ Woody Allen —

"We are born naked, wet and hungry. From there things get worse" -Unknown — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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A Gift from Hern

admin — Sun, 18 Mar 2007 00:00:00 +0000

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does know anyboby this feeling

admin — Sat, 23 Sep 2006 00:00:00 +0000

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(((((Diana))))) We are here for you. I know this must be a very difficult time for you. Please know that I am thinking of you. It *will* get better… it just takes time! Love, MikeH

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – My dear Family; My sister died a couple of weeks ago, and i have the feeling that i blame her for that. It’s feel like she left me alone( I know that she did’t) it’s the feeling. Maby I feel this because she was the only one in the famely, who never left me. I have other sisters who i never see, they left me. I have now nobody left who is looking after me(and I mean one of sisters) I have only Albert and the childeren, but they don’t know everything. But I have you all as my family. Why is life so difficult? Why can’t nobody else try to understand what it is, a life ful with P/A and depression. I don’t think that not even Roel knows how I feel, I can tell him how i feel but I don’t know if he understand what it is. Yes he knows what it is to loose somebody, but never how it is to have P/A That makes it so difficult to tell somebody else that you don’t want this life no more. I have the feeling that the world is standing still, and that I don’t have part on it. Please don’t leave me my dear family. Love Diana

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Diana schreef: My dear Family; My sister died a couple of weeks ago, and i have the feeling that i blame her for that. It’s feel like she left me alone( I know that she did’t) it’s the feeling. Maby I feel this because she was the only one in the famely, who never left me.

Anger is part of the grieving process. After all a beloved one has actually *left* you. Many people have difficulties accepting this feeling but it’s essential not to blame yourself for it, it’s normal, healthy and temporary. I have other sisters who i never see, they left me. I have now nobody left who is looking after me(and I mean one of sisters) I have only Albert and the childeren, but they don’t know everything. But I have you all as my family.

You bet! Why is life so difficult?

Why not? There are no answers to *why*-questions. It’s just what it is and we’ll have to deal with what we get on our plates. Why can’t nobody else try to understand what it is, a life ful with P/A and depression.

To fully understand it one nees to experience it. But what’s the difference? People don’t have to understand as long as they accept that you have it. I don’t think that not even Roel knows how I feel, I can tell him how i feel but I don’t know if he understand what it is. Yes he knows what it is to loose somebody, but never how it is to have P/A That makes it so difficult to tell somebody else that you don’t want this life no more.

OTOH one doesn’t need to experience something in order to be able to *treat* it. An oncologist wouldn’t be a better doctor if he had cancer himself. I have the feeling that the world is standing still, and that I don’t have part on it.

I think most of us know this feeling and have experienced it at some point. Please don’t leave me my dear family.

I’m totally sure we will *not* leave you, Diana! Philip — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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My dear Family; My sister died a couple of weeks ago, and i have the feeling that i blame her for that. It’s feel like she left me alone( I know that she did’t) it’s the feeling.

I do know the feeling. When one of my closest friends died, I was so angry at him! I kept thinking this thought, "You were supposed to take me with you!" But the truth is this — it was his time, not mine. And the same is true with your sister – it was her time to go, and not your time to go. As long as you have us, you will not be alone. We’re here, we care, and we want you to smile again, and feel good about living. There’s an old saying, "Fake it until you make it." If you act as if you feel better, often times you will actually feel better. Life won’t be perfect — it never is — but grief does soften and fade over time, and one day you will remember your sister without anger or overwhelming sadness. This is truth. Sending you warm hugs. Keep posting. Love, Deirdre — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – My dear Family; My sister died a couple of weeks ago, and i have the feeling that i blame her for that. It’s feel like she left me alone( I know that she did’t) it’s the feeling. Maby I feel this because she was the only one in the famely, who never left me. I have other sisters who i never see, they left me. I have now nobody left who is looking after me(and I mean one of sisters) I have only Albert and the childeren, but they don’t know everything. But I have you all as my family. Why is life so difficult? Why can’t nobody else try to understand what it is, a life ful with P/A and depression. I don’t think that not even Roel knows how I feel, I can tell him how i feel but I don’t know if he understand what it is. Yes he knows what it is to loose somebody, but never how it is to have P/A That makes it so difficult to tell somebody else that you don’t want this life no more. I have the feeling that the world is standing still, and that I don’t have part on it. Please don’t leave me my dear family. Love Diana

Diana, You have a part in this world. You must. You are here..you just don’t think so right now because your mind is on your unhappiness. These strange, bad feelings will pass, new ones will pop up, they will pass too…it goes like that until you heal. You do eventually heal whether you can believe that or not. The only important thing to remember is to give yourself permission to feel whatever it is you do feel..it’s something you need to feel and get out of you to work through this.. grief is a process…it’s a series of changes that eventually lead to a new normal in your life..that is the outcome..just allow the process to work, And when the pain gets bad, you know we are here and we care 24 hours a day, and we do understand panic. Love you. Sally — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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Diana, my thoughts and prayers are always with you. xxoo Anne — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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Hi, Diana, Please know we will always be here for you. I have copied and pasted 10 steps of Grieving. In your own time, please read them. Please note Stage 7. I hope this may give you some comfort… smiles, Elise Stage 1: Shock Shock is the temporary escape from reality. This is the stage that we are in during the funeral. Stage 2: Grief Express the grief we feel,whether it be in public and cry,or some go off and be by themselves. This is also okay, many people show emotions in different ways. Stage 3: Depression and Loneliness No two people grieve even the same kind of loss in the same way. This is normal and a part of good healthy grief. During this time we may say were is my God? It seems as he has forsaken me, but one day this all will pass. It may take some more time than others and this is okay. God made each one of us different and unique. Stage 4: Physical Systems of Distress Some people develop an illness, in which it is psychosomatic,which is brought on by the loss of the loved one. Stage 5: Panic Sometimes we get panicky, because we can think of nothing but our loss. We become fearful of the unknown,loss of concentration, whether it be job or personal or whatever we are involved in. the loss is taking priority over other things that we should be doing. This is normal,there is nothing abnormal about this panicky feeling at times. Stage 6: Guilt Over The Loss Sometimes we feel guilty that there might have been something else we could have done and didn’t do it. Their is normal quilt and abnormal guilt. Real quilt should not be glossed over,or repressed. It needs to be dealt with. There is difficulty separating the two. Do not be afraid to talk with someone about these feelings of quilt. Stage 7: Anger & Resentment These are normal feelings. We are humans. Resentment is unhealthy if allowed to take over. Yet it is a part of the grief process that needs to be overcome. Stage 8: Resistant To Returning Although we are back in the swing of things, we sometimes resist getting back into the swing of things. We like to stay in the comfort zone. The way things were, but we must get on to new things. Stage 9: Hope The darkness now suddenly starts to be light again. This depends upon each person. Because each person is different and although two people lose (Example)their Aunt. No two people will grieve the same way for her. Stage 10: Reality After experiencing grief,we come out different people. We are then able to help others,that are going through grief. We are ready to get on with life. This also depends on how mature each individual is and how fast a person can cope. Now we are not afraid anymore to live in this world. We are now ready to live in the world. Epilogue: Do not despair,we will get through this and get on with life. God will help us along the way. Trust him, he has not forsaken us. He has things for us to do yet. Look to him for the answer. Believe me, ask, if you do not ask he will not reveal. Pray and ask God to revel He is right there waiting for you.

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My dear Family; My sister died a couple of weeks ago, and i have the feeling that i blame her for that. It’s feel like she left me alone( I know that she did’t) it’s the feeling. Maby I feel this because she was the only one in the famely, who never left me. I have other sisters who i never see, they left me. I have now nobody left who is looking after me(and I mean one of sisters) I have only Albert and the childeren, but they don’t know everything. But I have you all as my family. Why is life so difficult? Why can’t nobody else try to understand what it is, a life ful with P/A and depression. I don’t think that not even Roel knows how I feel, I can tell him how i feel but I don’t know if he understand what it is. Yes he knows what it is to loose somebody, but never how it is to have P/A That makes it so difficult to tell somebody else that you don’t want this life no more. I have the feeling that the world is standing still, and that I don’t have part on it. Please don’t leave me my dear family. Love Diana — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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We will not leave you dear Diana. You are grieving and we are listening. love Meryl — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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Diana, I understand your feelings. I only have a couple of people in my family who I feel would never turn their backs on me and one is my grandmother, who is almost 80, and when I lose her it will be very, very hard. I also know that being angry at someone who dies for leaving you alone is perfectly normal and quite common, so don’t feel bad about that. You are not alone, though. Even though we are all thousands of miles away (except our other friends in The Netherlands and UK), we are a community and I consider everyone my friend. I will not leave as long as I have fingers to type. I think more people suffer anxiety and panic than let on. You may be surrounded by those who don’t, but outside of your circle sufferers are everywhere. Perhaps it is more of a stigma in Europe? Here, everyone I know is on meds, has been on meds, or needs to be on meds for anxiety, panic and depression. I’m not kidding. Maybe it’s a U.S. thing, I don’t know. Please don’t think we will leave you. We’re always here to help and listen (read). I feel alone a lot, too, so I really feel bad that you’re going through this. Know that I love you and am here if you need me. You can always email me, too. (((((((((((((((((((((((((Diana)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) Love, Dawn — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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Benzos and alcohol ?

admin — Sun, 21 May 2006 00:00:00 +0000

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A small amount of alcohol while taking bzd’s is not going to harm you. Just be easy on your liver and don’t drink a lot everyday. If you like to drink a lot then my advice to you would be to not drink at all. If you drink very moderately, it may even be beneficial to you. I use to have one or two carefully measured shot glasses of whiskey after work (approx. 2 oz) every day for years and suffered no ill effects. I did not drink anymore than that daily tho….hth Carl – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Now, i know it’s not a good idea to mix these 2 at same time, but the warning bottle only says may increase drowsiness, just increases effect of drug when mixed with drinks. Neither the bottle, nor the pharmacist, nor the doctor tells you the mix could be fatal. I have mixed it more than a few times, more than I should I know, but have never had any problems, other than just feeling more relaxed … Is there any consensus on this ? Is being alarmist legitimate here ? If so, why no stronger warnings ? And, what kind of half-life on these pills. I take Rivotril (Klonopin pretty much every day), and like to have a few days a week, though not necesarily every day, and sometimes, on Friday night, I may have many drinks and just get really relaxed to unwind from boredom, loneliness , stress and anxiety of the week. Please help. I have had anxiety disorder for 20 years or so, need the pills to work, and keep my job, etc… I don’t need to drink, but honest to God, like a weak human being I will readily admit that it does become a very powerful crutch or tool to relax for an anxious person. In fact, alcohol works much better than the pills, just can’t work drunk…. Thanks — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Now, i know it’s not a good idea to mix these 2 at same time, but the warning bottle only says may increase drowsiness, just increases effect of drug when mixed with drinks. Neither the bottle, nor the pharmacist, nor the doctor tells you the mix could be fatal. I have mixed it more than a few times, more than I should I know, but have never had any problems, other than just feeling more relaxed … Is there any consensus on this ? Is being alarmist legitimate here ? If so, why no stronger warnings ? And, what kind of half-life on these pills. I take Rivotril (Klonopin pretty much every day), and like to have a few days a week, though not necesarily every day, and sometimes, on Friday night, I may have many drinks and just get really relaxed to unwind from boredom, loneliness , stress and anxiety of the week. Please help. I have had anxiety disorder for 20 years or so, need the pills to work, and keep my job, etc… I don’t need to drink, but honest to God, like a weak human being I will readily admit that it does become a very powerful crutch or tool to relax for an anxious person. In fact, alcohol works much better than the pills, just can’t work drunk….

Alcohol also gives "rebound anxiety", so the more you drink today, the more anxiety you will have tomorrow. Take it from me, a recovering alcoholic, you are better off not mixing the two. Tony — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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Now, i know it’s not a good idea to mix these 2 at same time, but the warning bottle only says may increase drowsiness, just increases effect of drug when mixed with drinks. Neither the bottle, nor the pharmacist, nor the doctor tells you the mix could be fatal. I have mixed it more than a few times, more than I should I know, but have never had any problems, other than just feeling more relaxed … Is there any consensus on this ? Is being alarmist legitimate here ? If so, why no stronger warnings ? And, what kind of half-life on these pills. I take Rivotril (Klonopin pretty much every day), and like to have a few days a week, though not necesarily every day, and sometimes, on Friday night, I may have many drinks and just get really relaxed to unwind from boredom, loneliness , stress and anxiety of the week. Please help. I have had anxiety disorder for 20 years or so, need the pills to work, and keep my job, etc… I don’t need to drink, but honest to God, like a weak human being I will readily admit that it does become a very powerful crutch or tool to relax for an anxious person. In fact, alcohol works much better than the pills, just can’t work drunk…. Thanks — The charter is available at: http://readystump.algebra.com/~asapm

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Last time I mixed Valium and alcohol I had no ill effects. I felt pretty depressed afterwards but alcohol makes me that way all by itself. I guess it’s YMMV. — _TJ_

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Tragedy!

admin — Thu, 22 Dec 2005 00:00:00 +0000

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Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia wrote: > Mxsmanic wrote in > news:h3quq1p7l9304lk30u8i7cqlio3fs61gho@4ax.com: > > Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia writes: > >> Assuming he actually existed. > > It’s pretty certain that he actually existed, but that’s where the > > certainty stops. > From wikipedia: Historicity of Jesus.

Wikipedia is written by whichever bigot fought hardest in the edit wars. On politics and religion it is utterly unreliable for that reason. > Contemporary non-Christian sources > Of the secular commentators living within memory of Jesus, several are > claimed to have written material relating to Jesus – Pliny the Younger, > Josephus, Suetonius, and Tacitus.

True. > Pliny the Younger condemned Christians as easily led fools,

Not a very accurate recollection of Letters X.96. He referred to them worshipping ‘Christ as a god’. > as did the rhetorician Lucian some years later.

Likewise refers to Jesus and the Christians. > There is an obscure reference to a Jewish leader called "Chrestus" in > Suetonius.

Or Christus — the spelling is unimportant, as Tertullian tells us. If this does not refer to Jesus — the only person named Christ in Roman records who is documented as a source of dissention in Roman synagogues at that date, then no-one knows what it means. > Surviving manuscripts of Tacitus (in a passage in the Annals > written c. 115 CE), summarise popular opinion about Jesus, but do not > demonstrate access to any independent source of information.

This is a clever falsification of what Tacitus wrote. Tacitus does not say that he is summarising popular opinion. He merely states what he states. The idea that ancient writers footnoted themselves is curious, but of course wrong. > However, there was no mention of these passages by early Christian writers, in the > case of Tacitus nothing being noted about Christianity until the > ‘translation’ by Sulpicius Severus.

Since Tertullian quotes Pliny, this is mistaken. Sulpicius Severus has access to more of Tacitus than we do. > The most substantial non-Christian source is Josephus. Both John the Baptist > and James the Just are also documented in Josephus. The only record that > unambiguously mentions Jesus himself is that of Josephus. However, its > authenticity is still greatly debated.

There are two mentions; the long one has clearly suffered damage, the short one is universally considered genuine. > Josephus > Main article: Josephus on Jesus

I know for a fact, from personal experience, that this article is being edited by people who (a) do not know what the scholarship is and (b) are determined that the article shall not include anything from scholarship they have not read themselves unless it serves to attack the authenticity of the text. > Many Christians use a passage from Josephus as evidence that the Bible is > not the only contemporary document proclaiming the truth of their faith > and its history (such as the Resurrection of Jesus as Christ, who was > executed at the suggestion of Jewish leaders, and won many converts). > However, John Dominic Crossan and K. H. Rengstorff have noted that the > passage has many internal indicators that seem to be inconsistent with > the rest of Josephus’ writing and with what is known about Josephus, > leading them to think that part or all of the passage may have been > forged.

The general consensus today for the long passage is ‘genuine but corrupt.’ All the best, Roger Pearse

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Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia wrote: – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Mxsmanic wrote in > news:h3quq1p7l9304lk30u8i7cqlio3fs61gho@4ax.com: >>Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia writes: >>>Assuming he actually existed. >>It’s pretty certain that he actually existed, but that’s where the >>certainty stops. > From wikipedia: Historicity of Jesus. > Contemporary non-Christian sources > Of the secular commentators living within memory of Jesus, several are > claimed to have written material relating to Jesus – Pliny the Younger, > Josephus, Suetonius, and Tacitus. Pliny the Younger condemned Christians > as easily led fools, as did the rhetorician Lucian some years later. > There is an obscure reference to a Jewish leader called "Chrestus" in > Suetonius. Surviving manuscripts of Tacitus (in a passage in the Annals > written c. 115 CE), summarise popular opinion about Jesus, but do not > demonstrate access to any independent source of information. However, > there was no mention of these passages by early Christian writers, in the > case of Tacitus nothing being noted about Christianity until the > ‘translation’ by Sulpicius Severus. The most substantial non-Christian > source is Josephus. Both John the Baptist and James the Just are also > documented in Josephus. The only record that unambiguously mentions Jesus > himself is that of Josephus. However, its authenticity is still greatly > debated. > Josephus > Main article: Josephus on Jesus > Many Christians use a passage from Josephus as evidence that the Bible is > not the only contemporary document proclaiming the truth of their faith > and its history (such as the Resurrection of Jesus as Christ, who was > executed at the suggestion of Jewish leaders, and won many converts). > However, John Dominic Crossan and K. H. Rengstorff have noted that the > passage has many internal indicators that seem to be inconsistent with > the rest of Josephus’ writing and with what is known about Josephus, > leading them to think that part or all of the passage may have been > forged.

I believe the correct euphemism is "interpolation". HTH, August Pamplona — I’m convinced that the universe has been created by someone with a particularly vile sense of humor. I would like to propose a theory of "intelligent malicious asshole design." – Antares on a.s.s. a.a. # 1811 apatriot #20 Eater of smut Proud member of the reality-based community. The address in this message’s ‘From’ field, in accordance with individual.net’s TOS, is real. However, almost all messages reaching this address are deleted without human intervention. In other words, if you e-mail me there, I will not receive your message. To make sure that e-mail messages actually reach me, make sure that my e-mail address is not hot.

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void * wrote: > "LisatheSequel" wrote in message news :domfqs$miu$1 @ newsreader3.netcologne.de… >>Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia wrote: >>>Hardpan wrote in news :s54sq11rv43mqn64o57i18egvsj125trcj @ 4ax.com: >>>>Jesus was born some time in March, by most accounts, but no one source can say what day. >>> Assuming he actually existed. >>He existed. The Cathedral (Dome) in my town has his underwear in a glass case. > So…what brand does he wear?

Before BVD, there was IXP

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -void * wrote: > "LisatheSequel" wrote in message > news:domfqs$miu$1@newsreader3.netcologne.de… >>Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia wrote: >>>Hardpan wrote in >>>news:s54sq11rv43mqn64o57i18egvsj125trcj@4ax.com: >>>>Jesus was born some time in March, by most accounts, but no one source >>>>can say what day. >>> Assuming he actually existed. >>He existed. The Cathedral (Dome) in my town has his underwear in a glass >>case. > So…what brand does he wear?

IHS.

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Antares writes: > Yeah, that’s the major distinction I make as well. There’s only work > or vacation. Anything else is pretty much irrelevant. Christmas, > Thanksgiving, Halloween, New Year’s, etc. — they can call it whatever > they want, as long as I don’t have to come to work.

Exactly. > The reason I make this distinction is simple. > Vacations are when I do things I want to do. > Holidays are when I do things others want me to do.

I had not thought of it that way before, but you have a point. That’s also a good argument in favor of spending holidays alone. — Transpose mxsmanic and gmail to reach me by e-mail.

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tariq.1.ra…@spamgourmet.com writes: > those of you who have been supportive, thank you. it helps one go thru > a day that is hyped to be one of merriment and love.

I pity those who feel merriment and love only one day a year. — Transpose mxsmanic and gmail to reach me by e-mail.

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Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia writes: > Assuming he actually existed.

It’s pretty certain that he actually existed, but that’s where the certainty stops. I wonder what people will say about Joseph Smith 2000 years from now. — Transpose mxsmanic and gmail to reach me by e-mail.

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Mxsmanic wrote in news:h3quq1p7l9304lk30u8i7cqlio3fs61gho@4ax.com: > Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia writes: >> Assuming he actually existed. > It’s pretty certain that he actually existed, but that’s where the > certainty stops.

From wikipedia: Historicity of Jesus. Contemporary non-Christian sources Of the secular commentators living within memory of Jesus, several are claimed to have written material relating to Jesus – Pliny the Younger, Josephus, Suetonius, and Tacitus. Pliny the Younger condemned Christians as easily led fools, as did the rhetorician Lucian some years later. There is an obscure reference to a Jewish leader called "Chrestus" in Suetonius. Surviving manuscripts of Tacitus (in a passage in the Annals written c. 115 CE), summarise popular opinion about Jesus, but do not demonstrate access to any independent source of information. However, there was no mention of these passages by early Christian writers, in the case of Tacitus nothing being noted about Christianity until the ‘translation’ by Sulpicius Severus. The most substantial non-Christian source is Josephus. Both John the Baptist and James the Just are also documented in Josephus. The only record that unambiguously mentions Jesus himself is that of Josephus. However, its authenticity is still greatly debated. Josephus Main article: Josephus on Jesus Many Christians use a passage from Josephus as evidence that the Bible is not the only contemporary document proclaiming the truth of their faith and its history (such as the Resurrection of Jesus as Christ, who was executed at the suggestion of Jewish leaders, and won many converts). However, John Dominic Crossan and K. H. Rengstorff have noted that the passage has many internal indicators that seem to be inconsistent with the rest of Josephus’ writing and with what is known about Josephus, leading them to think that part or all of the passage may have been forged.

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Hardpan wrote in news:s54sq11rv43mqn64o57i18egvsj125trcj@4ax.com: > Jesus was born some time in March, by most accounts, but no one source > can say what day.

Assuming he actually existed. — As for the pastor, after four days of listening to science experts dismantling the case for intelligent design, he was unimpressed. "They’re babblers," said the pastor, the Rev. Jim Grove, who leads a 40-member independent Baptist church outside of Dover. "The more Ph.D.’s you get, it seems like the further away from God you get." (NY Times, 10-2-05)

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Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia wrote: > Hardpan wrote in > news:s54sq11rv43mqn64o57i18egvsj125trcj@4ax.com: >>Jesus was born some time in March, by most accounts, but no one source >>can say what day. > Assuming he actually existed.

He existed. The Cathedral (Dome) in my town has his underwear in a glass case.

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LisatheSequel wrote in news:domfqs$miu$1 @newsreader3.netcologne.de: – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia wrote: >> Hardpan wrote in >> news:s54sq11rv43mqn64o57i18egvsj125trcj@4ax.com: >>>Jesus was born some time in March, by most accounts, but no one source >>>can say what day. >> Assuming he actually existed. > He existed. The Cathedral (Dome) in my town has his > underwear in a glass case.

Good enough for me. — As for the pastor, after four days of listening to science experts dismantling the case for intelligent design, he was unimpressed. "They’re babblers," said the pastor, the Rev. Jim Grove, who leads a 40-member independent Baptist church outside of Dover. "The more Ph.D.’s you get, it seems like the further away from God you get." (NY Times, 10-2-05)

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tariq.1.ra…@spamgourmet.com wrote: > x-no-archive: yes > it will be extraordinarily quiet. nobody visits. nobody to visit. i > will cook a couple lonely meals and eat them in my apt. no presents to > give and none to get.

Can you really feel that bad? You’d wouldn’t be posting. You’d probably have already commited suicide! Not to worry. Remember that it’s even worse feeling lonely in the midst of a crowd. You’re happier than you realize. =)

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"LisatheSequel" wrote in message

news:domfqs$miu$1@newsreader3.netcologne.de… > Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia wrote: >> Hardpan wrote in >> news:s54sq11rv43mqn64o57i18egvsj125trcj@4ax.com: >>>Jesus was born some time in March, by most accounts, but no one source >>>can say what day. >> Assuming he actually existed. > He existed. The Cathedral (Dome) in my town has his underwear in a glass > case.

So…what brand does he wear?

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Mickey wrote: > My 6 titted bitch chewed up by cell phone charger. Now, I am cut off > from all the 2 titted bitches, and everyone else for that matter. > Fucking jealous bitches! > -M

I wake up in the morning and I feel the pain in my head If its rest I need I’d rather be dead No destinations in this life I live No expectations I just drift and drift and drift

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tariq.1.ra…@spamgourmet.com wrote in news:1135432263.585433.99710 @g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com: > x-no-archive: yes > it will be extraordinarily quiet. nobody visits. nobody to visit. i > will cook a couple lonely meals and eat them in my apt. no presents to > give and none to get.

Me too, Brussels sprouts potatoes and bacon and a couple of dvd’s I rented. No fancy dinners, no family, actually…one called today but couldn’t be called back. So it’s me and the videos. Maybe some ghosts will visit me when "the sixth sense" is on tv… that would be fun. A poltergeist or something at Christmas, I’m sick anyway, got a cold and have fever. So merry christmas to you all. (including NYC NYXXX)

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In article <1135432263.585433.99…@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com>, tariq.1.ra…@spamgourmet.com says… > x-no-archive: yes >it will be extraordinarily quiet. nobody visits. nobody to visit. i >will cook a couple lonely meals and eat them in my apt. no presents to >give and none to get.

It is a day just like any other. It is even not even Jesus’ birthday. The date I get for it, is 3rd February, which is more likely, placing him as an Aquarian. Anyway it’s a good time to clean the place up, for me anyway. Or try to at least… What I like to do, is to help bring about the demise of Christianity as we know it, and the same with the Jews and Muslims too – give everyone a short sharp shock of truthfulness and reality. Clear the cobwebs that has gathered over centuries of muddled beliefs that these have. (Perhaps it’s my job to be ‘the cleaner’ to help clean the world, so that it will be a better place to live in?) To show a universal unified understanding of the universe in which we live – in which everyone goes through the same process of living and dying, and no one gets preferential treatment over each other. We are all the same, no matter what skin colour, what possessions or money you had, what experiences you’ve been through, and what belief system, etc you hold dear. We still go through the exit door (death) the same as everybody else does – to the other side as we change from one dimension to another. Loneliness is another illusion to realise – that we are connected with other people, and to realise that new connections can be made. It is up to yourself to make the changes so that you won’t be so lonely any more. Harvey

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In article , hard…@yahoo.com says… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->On Sat, 24 Dec 2005 21:46:00 +0000 (UTC), k…@ing.notin.aus (Your >Name Here=Harvey) wrote: >>In article <1135432263.585433.99…@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com>, >>tariq.1.ra…@spamgourmet.com says… >>> x-no-archive: yes >>>it will be extraordinarily quiet. nobody visits. nobody to visit. i >>>will cook a couple lonely meals and eat them in my apt. no presents to >>>give and none to get. >>It is a day just like any other. >>It is even not even Jesus’ birthday. The date I get for it, is 3rd February, >>which is more likely, placing him as an Aquarian. >This is partly true. >Jesus was born some time in March, by most accounts, but no one source >can say what day. >The Church moved it to the Winter Solstice time period to draw pagans >into the Catholic Religion. >>Anyway it’s a good time to clean the place up, for me anyway. >>Or try to at least… >>What I like to do, is to help bring about the demise of Christianity >>as we know it, and the same with the Jews and Muslims too – give everyone >>a short sharp shock of truthfulness and reality. >Good luck doing that. >More then enough religious people would gladly kill you for touching >their beliefs and they would sleep soundly at night after doing so.

Yeah, well – man has to learn that to kill and murder people for any reason is simply to live without peace. Their beliefs won’t die, if it is sound. If they kill for their beliefs, it shows how unsound their beliefs are. >Better to dwell upon political affairs were one can do some good, and >let the church-dwellers do as they please, within reason, of course

Religion is political. It always was, and always will be. >>Clear the cobwebs that has gathered over centuries of muddled beliefs >>that these have. (Perhaps it’s my job to be ‘the cleaner’ to help clean >>the world, so that it will be a better place to live in?) >You wont be cleaning anything my friend. Man needs to believe that his >essence wont die forever, when his body does.

This is already true, without any help from God whatsoever. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->You wont change that fact in your lifetime or the next or the next. >>To show a universal unified understanding of the universe in which we live – >>in which everyone goes through the same process of living and dying, >>and no one gets preferential treatment over each other. >Bullshit. Live isn’t fair and lots of people get preferential >treatment in life. >After that, who can say? >>We are all the same, >>no matter what skin colour, what possessions or money you had, what >>experiences you’ve been through, and what belief system, etc you hold dear. >>We still go through the exit door (death) the same as everybody else does – >>to the other side as we change from one dimension to another. >And you can prove this beyond doubt, can you?

This is provable in logic – and so why not in life? Life follows logic, and reason. There is a reason for everything. And those who follow God, throw out reason altogether. Harvey – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->>Loneliness is another illusion to realise – that we are connected with >>other people, and to realise that new connections can be made. >>It is up to yourself to make the changes so that you won’t be so lonely >>any more. >Many of the people here cannot or will not do that for various reasons >know only to themselves. >Loneliness is a state of mind, that comes from within, not from >without.

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Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia wrote: > Mickey wrote in news:XDIqf.57744$lh.54495 > @tornado.ohiordc.rr.com: >>My 6 titted bitch chewed up by cell phone charger. Now, I am cut off >>from all the 2 titted bitches, and everyone else for that matter. >>Fucking jealous bitches! >>-M > I think the phrase "titted bitches" is marking a new nadir for A.S.S.

Do you think if I used 2 legged and 4 legged that would raise the level? -M

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Mickey wrote in news:7IXqf.58058$lh.41565 @tornado.ohiordc.rr.com: – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia wrote: >> Mickey wrote in news:XDIqf.57744$lh.54495 >> @tornado.ohiordc.rr.com: >>>My 6 titted bitch chewed up by cell phone charger. Now, I am cut off >>>from all the 2 titted bitches, and everyone else for that matter. >>>Fucking jealous bitches! >>>-M >> I think the phrase "titted bitches" is marking a new nadir for A.S.S. > Do you think if I used 2 legged and 4 legged that would raise the level? > -M

Placental versus marsupial might sink it. — As for the pastor, after four days of listening to science experts dismantling the case for intelligent design, he was unimpressed. "They’re babblers," said the pastor, the Rev. Jim Grove, who leads a 40- member independent Baptist church outside of Dover. "The more Ph.D.’s you get, it seems like the further away from God you get." (NY Times, 10-2- 05)

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tariq.1.ra…@spamgourmet.com writes: > it will be extraordinarily quiet. nobody visits. nobody to visit. i > will cook a couple lonely meals and eat them in my apt. no presents to > give and none to get.

It’s a day like any other. To me, there are only days when I must work, and days when I don’t have to work. I don’t make any other distinctions. Since I don’t like to receive visitors and nobody wants to visit me, and since I always eat meals identically in my apartment, and since I have neither presents to give nor presents to get, Christmas is no different from any other day. The only thing I can imagine that might make a distinction for me is that so many places are closed on Christmas Day, but since that day is a Sunday this year, a lot of places would be closed, anyway. And I usually don’t go anywhere between Friday evening and Monday morning. — Transpose mxsmanic and gmail to reach me by e-mail.

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So come here and talk with other people who might be in the same boat.

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You could volunteer at the homeless shelter or a suicide hotline. — As for the pastor, after four days of listening to science experts dismantling the case for intelligent design, he was unimpressed. "They’re babblers," said the pastor, the Rev. Jim Grove, who leads a 40-member independent Baptist church outside of Dover. "The more Ph.D.’s you get, it seems like the further away from God you get." (NY Times, 10-2-05)

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news:1135432263.585433.99710@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com… > x-no-archive: yes > it will be extraordinarily quiet. nobody visits. nobody to visit. i > will cook a couple lonely meals and eat them in my apt. no presents to > give and none to get.

Well anyway… "Happy Christmas" from me Pervus

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My 6 titted bitch chewed up by cell phone charger. Now, I am cut off from all the 2 titted bitches, and everyone else for that matter. Fucking jealous bitches! -M

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Mickey wrote in news:XDIqf.57744$lh.54495 @tornado.ohiordc.rr.com: > My 6 titted bitch chewed up by cell phone charger. Now, I am cut off > from all the 2 titted bitches, and everyone else for that matter. > Fucking jealous bitches! > -M

I think the phrase "titted bitches" is marking a new nadir for A.S.S. — As for the pastor, after four days of listening to science experts dismantling the case for intelligent design, he was unimpressed. "They’re babblers," said the pastor, the Rev. Jim Grove, who leads a 40-member independent Baptist church outside of Dover. "The more Ph.D.’s you get, it seems like the further away from God you get." (NY Times, 10-2-05)

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Why are we lonely?

admin — Sun, 13 Nov 2005 00:00:00 +0000

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Life has many important lessons for us, and loneliness is one of them. It is a very important lesson – what loneliness means to each one of us. Some people do have big egos or are ruled by their intelligence – others just feel, using their spirit and awareness – and others by other means? We all function differently, have different attitudes and beliefs. Loneliness isn’t the only thing we have in common, there are bound to be groups/types of people we all fall into. Understanding the type of person you are, will help you understand your life better. Harvey In article <8b2151$3p…@nnrp1.deja.com>, leole…@my-deja.com says… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Our loneliness didn’t create by other people that we blame on other > people for our loneliness. I’m sure that this is the case of > almost everyone here. If we honestly open our mind and heart to > ask a question why the so loneliness, we realize that we create our > loneliness. Why we create our loneliness? Because we only care > for ourselve. We are so egoistic that we only care for our body. > We only want to satisfy what our body need. We are like a child. > Our ego separate us. Ego is a disease. Ego is thing we want that > we really don’t need which we try to get it all the time that. > Ego never never satisfy us. >Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/ >Before you buy.

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DaYsLeePeR wrote in message <38d63aaf.6359…@news.edgeworld.net>… >On Sun, 19 Mar 2000 07:55:16 GMT, leole…@my-deja.com wrote: >> Our loneliness didn’t create by other people that we blame on other >> people for our loneliness. I’m sure that this is the case of >> almost everyone here. If we honestly open our mind and heart to >> ask a question why the so loneliness, we realize that we create our >> loneliness. Why we create our loneliness? Because we only care >> for ourselve. We are so egoistic that we only care for our body. >> We only want to satisfy what our body need. We are like a child. >> Our ego separate us. Ego is a disease. Ego is thing we want that >> we really don’t need which we try to get it all the time that. >> Ego never never satisfy us.

I think ego is a word… and just like many abstract words, it’s over-used and often abused… love, truth, god – abstract words that people use to dream, avoid, live, die, give, take, and kill for… but I don’t think words and abstract ideas are not to blame… if you use ego in the Freudian sense (if he actually did coin the term), then libido is the word defining only caring for the body… ego is caring for the self, an identity one strives to create and nurture… id would be the thoughtless selfish aspect of the Freudian trilogy… the third component would be superego, or social conscience… interesting that the ego, when deemed super, cares for not just the one identity but for the identity and nurturing of the species and beyond… but then, I’m not much into Freud’s thoughts or word… the word I’d choose to associate with the roots of isolation or loneliness would be fear… intellectual fear, to be more specific… it can also be termed as insecurity… giving it too much power and control over thought and action leads to failure which leads to loss of confidence and eventually lower self-esteem… from my perspective though, it would be wrong to blame fear… for fear, like anything, is only as good or bad as what one does with it… when one chooses to think about fear too much one creates a loop of insecurity… and then one might no longer see it was a choice… some might not see what I am saying for this reason… that’s a catch-22… if one does not find a way out of the thought loop, it becomes reality and a self-fulfilling negative life… that is the internal view… socially it translates into barriers of thoughts… expectations that lead to disappointments… prejudices that lead to ignorance and conflicts… misunderstandings that lead to mistakes and worse… as I see it, the root is spending too much time giving too much energy to fearful thoughts… and not enough time or energy focused on love and hope… but most of all, inaction… standing (or sitting) still and thinking for too long… the habit becomes a way of life… and the thought loop shows no way out… there’s some theory to ponder… reach out of your thoughts, share them in words and also by putting them into action… acknowledge fears, but trust hope and love and give hope and love, not fear… at every moment in time you have a choice… at least two paths… one path is motivated by fear… the other motivated by love… it is always, whether you consciouly know it or not, your choice… >I strongly dissagree with this statement because it’s too >generalised. It may

hold true for some, but not all. >My loneliness isn’t caused by others, or myself. It’s caused by the >hours I work, the fact that I cannot see my daughter more than twice >a month,

and the fact that I now live 300km away from all my friends. >I am merely a victim of circumstance, and not of other people.

behind my often analytical words are feelings without ends… heights unimagined and bottomless pits… in the deepest of the pits is an experience similar to the one you describe… the words allow me detach from the physical enough to explore the experience and resolve the feelings… sometimes it’s much more challenging than it may appear… so I sigh deeply here and offer a *HUG* last year I was in a city that was hell for me for many reasons, least being I knew no one there… I worked more than 90 hours a week on average and was torn from my family… I set a goal to save enough to move on… it meant sacrificing the whole year… but I did… now I am accepting the loss of family (the most challenging part that may never be completely resolved) and living in a place much healthier for me… healing inside allows me to start reaching out again… and life goes on with renewed hope… I hope you find a way to change your circumstance… >If I had a life, I wouldn’t know what to feed it.

whatever you like that makes you feel good and harms no one honest love, ric if a heart beats in a forest and nobody hears it . . . .

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OB wrote: > Chris M wrote: > > It sometimes feels easier to just remain lonely than to > > make the effort to try and do something about it (see ‘How soon is now?’ > > by The Smiths). > "So you stand on your ownAnd you leave on your own > And you go home, and you cry, and you want to die…" > (possibly misquoted, I have the tape somewhere but can’t be bothered to > check)

Yep.. that’s the one… though I think the Love Spit Love cover is better than the Smiths’ original (oo.. heresy). > My reading is that this song is about someone who *does* make the effort, by > (e.g.) going out to a club in the hope that he will meet "someone", but > doesn’t know how to go about it once he is there. I am sure some here can > identify. I can.

I thought it was about the Teletubbies but I may have just been confused. I can identify with this, although given that I’m not exactly a clubbing person I find it applies more to the whole of my life than anything specific (jumps around waving daffodils)

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>blame on other >> people for our loneliness.

How true, the reason for my loneliness is due to being hurt by people, not all people but a selective few, so I built a wall around myself to prevent being hurt, I just do not allow people to close to me , so therefore create my own lonliness

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Chris M wrote: > It sometimes feels easier to just remain lonely than to > make the effort to try and do something about it (see ‘How soon is now?’ > by The Smiths).

"So you stand on your ownAnd you leave on your own And you go home, and you cry, and you want to die…" (possibly misquoted, I have the tape somewhere but can’t be bothered to check) My reading is that this song is about someone who *does* make the effort, by (e.g.) going out to a club in the hope that he will meet "someone", but doesn’t know how to go about it once he is there. I am sure some here can identify. I can.

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On Sun, 19 Mar 2000 07:55:16 GMT, leole…@my-deja.com wrote: > Our loneliness didn’t create by other people that we blame on other > people for our loneliness. I’m sure that this is the case of > almost everyone here. If we honestly open our mind and heart to > ask a question why the so loneliness, we realize that we create our > loneliness. Why we create our loneliness? Because we only care > for ourselve. We are so egoistic that we only care for our body. > We only want to satisfy what our body need. We are like a child. > Our ego separate us. Ego is a disease. Ego is thing we want that > we really don’t need which we try to get it all the time that. > Ego never never satisfy us.

I strongly dissagree with this statement because it’s too generalised. It may hold true for some, but not all. My loneliness isn’t caused by others, or myself. It’s caused by the hours I work, the fact that I cannot see my daughter more than twice a month, and the fact that I now live 300km away from all my friends. I am merely a victim of circumstance, and not of other people. _________________________________________________ If I had a life, I wouldn’t know what to feed it.

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In article <20000319152712.02501.00003…@ng-ce1.aol.com>, d…@aol.com (D2u2) writes: >Subject: Re: Why are we lonely? >From: d…@aol.com (D2u2) >Date: 19 Mar 2000 20:27:12 GMT >>blame on other >>> people for our loneliness. >How true, the reason for my loneliness is due to being hurt by people, not >all >people but a selective few, so I built a wall around myself to prevent being >hurt, I just do not allow people to close to me , so therefore create my own >lonliness

Yes…I think that most lonely people have that wall for various reasons, and it is sometimes very difficult to bring the wall down and risk the same pain that caused us to build it. But….we should always try to be chipping away at it, so that one day it will crumble. At least, that’s what I try to do…though at times the progress I have made is lost and the wall gets reinforced….but we have to keep hoping and keep trying or there is no chance for us to rid ourselves of this loneliness. No….it’s not easy….but it can be done. Smiles, Gina http://hometown.aol.com//lawdawga/HomePpage.html *Visit ASLFAQ’s FAQ Page* http://members.aol.com/aslfaq

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Our loneliness didn’t create by other people that we blame on other people for our loneliness. I’m sure that this is the case of almost everyone here. If we honestly open our mind and heart to ask a question why the so loneliness, we realize that we create our loneliness. Why we create our loneliness? Because we only care for ourselve. We are so egoistic that we only care for our body. We only want to satisfy what our body need. We are like a child. Our ego separate us. Ego is a disease. Ego is thing we want that we really don’t need which we try to get it all the time that. Ego never never satisfy us. Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/ Before you buy.

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leole…@my-deja.com wrote: > Our loneliness didn’t create by other people that we blame on other > people for our loneliness.

The feeling of loneliness or shyness can be the result of many things, external or internal. It sometimes feels easier to just remain lonely than to make the effort to try and do something about it (see ‘How soon is now?’ by The Smiths). > I’m sure that this is the case of > almost everyone here. If we honestly open our mind and heart to > ask a question why the so loneliness, we realize that we create our > loneliness.

I don’t think we create it. We just let it continue.

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"NYC XYZ" wrote in news:1131993823.932250.166320@g44g2000cwa.googlegroups.com: – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> notmeno wrote: >> I bet you guys are something like me. extremely shy and reseverved >> most of the time. > No, not me no. =) >> Sit back and play Chess and beat idiots most of the time. > Wish I could play more chess! I’m not into playing strangers, though. > I don’t know…but chess is one of those games I like against > friends…perhaps ’cause it’s so "aggressive"…! > And no, I don’t beat idiots ’cause I don’t play them to begin with. >> Try to >> find out if there are any real challenges left in this world.. > ROTFLMAO — try love! As in Erich Fromm’s understanding outlined in > "Art of Loving"…and, while you’re at it, Zen meditation and > enlightenment, a la Fromm’s "Zen and Psychoanalysis"…and then > Krishnamurti’s often-enigmatic "Think on These Things" and > "Commentaries on Living" series. > Nothing speaks to ignorance so much as boredom and world-weariness > (not a dig, mind you; just saying). >> Spend >> Thousands of dollars on comic collections like I do and try not to be >> around people because they IRritate us? > Ah, comic books! I’d love to get back into that again — except other > activities like kayaking and parachuting and horseback-riding and > tennis and golf and piano practice and bicycling and skiing (the legal > kind) and dining out eat up most of my money! >> But although we are a special breed we do need some human contact >> once in a while so we form relationships and generally they dont work >> out. > Depends on what we do with them — there are no victims, only > volunteers. >> I bet that an overwhelming number of lonely people are only >> children. I >> am one. > In a sense, yes, they’re children because they are "immature" — they > don’t know how to be by themselves and need constant attention (that > they simmer away in isolation doesn’t mean that they don’t need > constant attention). >> I have a very large Dog his name is Duke and he is my Current >> FAmily. > I’d like a dog. But I can’t stand dog hairs and poop! Luckily, there > are people. =) >> I am rich and do not have to work, in the usual sense. > That’s your first problem. >> I am >> writing my novel….. > On usenet? =) >> Dont be so Lonely my dear. come and see >> us…………………………… David > "Loneliness" doesn’t exist.

Sometimes I wonder if you’re just here to pi.. off some people. (Correct me if I’m wrong) And that’s just because YOU HAVE BEEN IN THE ARMY, right? And some sergeant kick your butt, but LITTLE you is still whining over it, So you’re going to do the same because little you is still mad about the sergeant issue. It’s all so easy like, haha, I got some arguments! Like little weapons to scare off easily impressed ones, while you and I know that he’s probably going to loose HIS money sooner or later, because he falls in love with the "wrong woman" or has "friends" or maybe his own "ignorance" that will get him into a life where money will haunt him into his lonely hours, like a Scrooge at Christmas. But he also may be lucky with money, when having the right intentions on using it. Not when he’s spending his time playing chess against "idiots" like myself who were taught chess by their fathers and still have a hard time playing a decent game. Now I am sad, being reminded by myself that I’m actually living in a military system. I better watch Bruce Almighty on TV now.

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Ethan wrote: > Sometimes I wonder if you’re just here to pi.. off some people. (Correct > me if I’m wrong)

You are. But how to correct you? > And that’s just because YOU HAVE BEEN IN THE ARMY, right? And some > sergeant kick your butt, but LITTLE you is still whining over it, So > you’re going to do the same because little you is still mad about the > sergeant issue.

???? > It’s all so easy like, haha, I got some arguments! Like little weapons > to scare off easily impressed ones, while you and I know that he’s > probably going to loose HIS money sooner or later, because he falls in > love with the "wrong woman" or has "friends" or maybe his own > "ignorance" that will get him into a life where money will haunt him > into his lonely hours, like a Scrooge at Christmas.

???? > But he also may be lucky with money, when having the right intentions on > using it. Not when he’s spending his time playing chess against > "idiots" like myself who were taught chess by their fathers and still > have a hard time playing a decent game.

???? > Now I am sad, being reminded by myself that I’m actually living in a > military system. > I better watch Bruce Almighty on TV now.

No, that’s your problem right there. TV. Why would you want to be brainwashed by toxic anesthesia? Try Bergman’s "Seventh Seal" instead.

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notmeno wrote: > I bet you guys are something like me. extremely shy and reseverved most of > the time.

No, not me no. =) > Sit back and play Chess and beat idiots most of the time.

Wish I could play more chess! I’m not into playing strangers, though. I don’t know…but chess is one of those games I like against friends…perhaps ’cause it’s so "aggressive"…! And no, I don’t beat idiots ’cause I don’t play them to begin with. > Try to > find out if there are any real challenges left in this world..

ROTFLMAO — try love! As in Erich Fromm’s understanding outlined in "Art of Loving"…and, while you’re at it, Zen meditation and enlightenment, a la Fromm’s "Zen and Psychoanalysis"…and then Krishnamurti’s often-enigmatic "Think on These Things" and "Commentaries on Living" series. Nothing speaks to ignorance so much as boredom and world-weariness (not a dig, mind you; just saying). > Spend > Thousands of dollars on comic collections like I do and try not to be around > people because they IRritate us?

Ah, comic books! I’d love to get back into that again — except other activities like kayaking and parachuting and horseback-riding and tennis and golf and piano practice and bicycling and skiing (the legal kind) and dining out eat up most of my money! > But although we are a special breed we do need some human contact once in a > while so we form relationships and generally they dont work out.

Depends on what we do with them — there are no victims, only volunteers. > I bet that an overwhelming number of lonely people are only children. I > am one.

In a sense, yes, they’re children because they are "immature" — they don’t know how to be by themselves and need constant attention (that they simmer away in isolation doesn’t mean that they don’t need constant attention). > I have a very large Dog his name is Duke and he is my Current > FAmily.

I’d like a dog. But I can’t stand dog hairs and poop! Luckily, there are people. =) > I am rich and do not have to work, in the usual sense.

That’s your first problem. > I am > writing my novel…..

On usenet? =) > Dont be so Lonely my dear. come and see > us…………………………… David

"Loneliness" doesn’t exist.

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In article <6IBdf.496743$tl2.177036@pd7tw3no>, frontierd…@yahoo.com says… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->I bet you guys are something like me. extremely shy and reseverved most of >the time. Sit back and play Chess and beat idiots most of the time. Try to >find out if there are any real challenges left in this world.. Spend >Thousands of dollars on comic collections like I do and try not to be around >people because they IRritate us? >But although we are a special breed we do need some human contact once in a >while so we form relationships and generally they dont work out. > I bet that an overwhelming number of lonely people are only children. I >am one. > I have a very large Dog his name is Duke and he is my Current >FAmily. I am rich and do not have to work, in the usual sense. I am >writing my novel….. > Dont be so Lonely my dear. come and see >us…………………………… David

Being lonely and isolated from the rest – does give you some advantages as such, although you may not regard them as such. You should know this as a writer – being able to be an observer, you can notice things more and see effects down the line, or timeline. Being ‘rich’ can give you an advantage too, if you use it wisely. I would guess you can use it to end your loneliness and probably have? In any number of ways you like to… And if you regard yourself as some intellectual – why not solve the problem of loneliness (and many other problems) in this world? It is only because it is highly focused on materialism and wealth – that it is in the mess it is in. Also how ‘power’ is used and abused. Harvey

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I bet you guys are something like me. extremely shy and reseverved most of the time. Sit back and play Chess and beat idiots most of the time. Try to find out if there are any real challenges left in this world.. Spend Thousands of dollars on comic collections like I do and try not to be around people because they IRritate us? But although we are a special breed we do need some human contact once in a while so we form relationships and generally they dont work out. I bet that an overwhelming number of lonely people are only children. I am one. I have a very large Dog his name is Duke and he is my Current FAmily. I am rich and do not have to work, in the usual sense. I am writing my novel….. Dont be so Lonely my dear. come and see us…………………………… David

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I challenge your theory. We are lonely by choice, whether it be subconcious or not. We are lonely because we are afraid. We are afraid of trusting, hurting, being abused etc. I am an intelligent extrovert. This does not mean I am not lonely. I am not rich, nor do I wish to be so. I know money can’t buy my happiness. I am not impressed by flowers. I am impressed by the honesty and sincerity of people in general. Though that is a very rare quality to find these days. You will find most comedians are very lonely depressed people. There is no blueprint for a lonely person. Wealth, beauty or intelligence doesn’t make you feel any less lonely. — Charm "notmeno" wrote in message

news:6IBdf.496743$tl2.177036@pd7tw3no… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->I bet you guys are something like me. extremely shy and reseverved most of >the time. Sit back and play Chess and beat idiots most of the time. Try to >find out if there are any real challenges left in this world.. Spend >Thousands of dollars on comic collections like I do and try not to be >around people because they IRritate us? > But although we are a special breed we do need some human contact once in > a while so we form relationships and generally they dont work out. > I bet that an overwhelming number of lonely people are only children. I > am one. > I have a very large Dog his name is Duke and he is my Current > FAmily. I am rich and do not have to work, in the usual sense. I am > writing my novel….. > Dont be so Lonely my dear. come and see > us…………………………… David

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Adaping to "fall-back" time.

admin — Mon, 31 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -"paneon" (paneon@sdf_dot_lonestar.org) writes: >> >> > One of the benefits of living in a sub-tropical climate? No day-light >> >> > savings… >> >> But bundles of tornados, and dictators… >> > No tornados here, but we did have 20 years under the iron fist of Sir > Joh. >> > Not a good sign when your ex-premier dies, and newspapers around the > world >> > praise the death of a "notoriously corrupt neocon despot". All (mostly) >> > before my time thankfully… >> Elected despots never are labelled dictators, of course. >> Well…not all of them are really elected. Just look at Bush…and keep >> your eyes on the spring elections in Canada, too! think our Premier must >> already be bidding on Bush’s rigged election puters….;-) > Well – the way things were here was that the rural electorates had a vastly > greater weighting than the cities. (No technology fudging required.)

Hm. Never had thought of that one….Might come to that, I guess. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->> >> > (Oh yes – William Willet is the tart you’re looking for. ) >> >> Really???? Oh wow! Someone who answers and does not *only* give a > link!:) >> > Aw shucks – if I just give a link that I’ve dug up, what’s the point of >> > posting at all? It’s a bit like giving a present without wrapping it > nicely. >> It’s wose in my view…Poeple here are here cause of loneliness where the >> ng then is sort of a hope for converstions and at least cyber >> socializing. Where then giving a link and nothign else is like telling >> someone "Hey, wanna be friends?" and the other ing nothing, handing you a >> business card that is not even theirs;-):) > Hmm… the other thing I’ve never quite understood is *why* some people make > their initial tell-all ‘Hi – I’m really lonely’ post – and then vanish off > the landscape of a.s.l. > I mean… Why? We’re not that horrible to the new folken in town, are we?

Through the years, I saw some of those be posted by regulars pretending they were newcomers, for a few of those posts. Then for the rest, I think maybe poeple are so used to havgn no answer at all that they forget to follow up and see if anyone ever replied here…. Or mayeb they had a moment of finding themself able to post soemthign to then feel more down and not up to replyng to the replies…. Go figure…. > > >> – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->> >> Hi ya, Pan!:) >> >> How ya been? >> >> Read somehwere that you were in a down mood a while ago…Hope it is >> >> picking up already, and that those lovely wowie trees (how >> >> fantasticklelish!) are not making your spring fever too heavy to > bear… >> > Well… I seem to chug along on my depression cycle for 3 or so weeks – > and >> > then get too miserable to do anything much for a week, let alone to post > to >> > a.s.l. >> Fleh. Sounds dreadful, and must be heavy to know it is a cycle and comes >> back each x weeks…. >> Is there anythign that ever allowed the cycle to be broken? Spaced btween >> phases? >> Like maybe tickling you under the arms…?;-) >> Or filling your socks with jell-o at night, to see your face in the >> morning as you try and put them on?;-):) >> Or how about forcing yourself to wear one bron shoe and one black shoe (or >> a blue and a white running shoe)? Maybe that coudl work to break the bad >> spell in making people stop you all the tie to tell you your shoes don’t >> match? Just breaking the rotiner and the cycle in its tracks, ya know…. >> (Just tryign gauchely to make you giggle of course, nd not to make fun of >> an affliction, hope you (and whoever woudl read this) kknow that!:)) > Well – the various jello and sock plans wouldn’t work. Hate to sound too > much like a sterotypical Aussie – but one of the bad things about graduating > from university is that I have to learn how to wear shoes again.

Whatever for??? I work in runnign shoes myself…. Not to > mention the necessary evils of needing to have my hair cut on a more regular > than annual basis.

There too, only the time of the interview maybe? Buy a wig, perhaps? One that has a fresh cut trim look to it, where you remove it for the first day of work.:) But kidding aside, while it sounds awful. once poeple are in the grove, most of them find it quite okay suddenly when they switch camps from student to worker. Feels odd a while, then it passes. Besides, again, after a short moment, people go back to chosing whatever they feel best with. Here anyway, the days of firing someone cause of their clthes or haorcut/hairdo are gone They just invent new reasons to pretend it is not cause fo the shoes nor haircut;-) But if oen keeps clear of any other reason they oudl tag on them, they can pull it off;-) Easier though to just buy shoes and get a haircut, of course:) > – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> *shudder* > >> > (I really struggle with my communication skills because a fairly large >> > portion of my vocabulary is made up of the ‘dog-noises’, or in other > words, >> > the noises that me and my dog use to ‘talk’ to each other. >> Immmrrrmmeerrfarf…Nooopnooooop… >> (means: "Tell me about it. Sigh") >> Waaah!!! Wherwerhhh???:):) >> (I know!!! Wanna play fetch??:):)) >> (wags tongue):);-) > Mmph! > ("Get out of bed and feed me!") > Grmph! > ("You’re late home! Where’s my dinner?") > Umph, umph, umph! > ("Excellent cooking! That was great!") > There is a strange logic in our language. Note the common suffix in the > food-related sentence structure, and the different prefices used in as > situationally appropriate. The rest of our inter-species dialogue is sadly a > bit more difficult to transcribe… >> My family >> > understands us – but it means I really find it difficult to express > myself >> > to outsiders in an understandable verbal manner – let alone in written > form. >> > The problem is – I end up feeling really awful because the only way I > know >> > to sympathise to other people’s problems when they talk about them on > a.s.l. >> > is by making a funny whimpering noise that is perfectly understandable > to my >> > dog, but extremely difficult to translate into english for those that > don’t >> > speak canine. Which in a round-about way stops me posting here when I’m > in a >> > down mood.) >> Thing about asl is that it being a support ng, it can use some peole >> to cheer up and offer support to, not just poeple offerign it. So many are >> apparently here only o offer support, be nice and let them feel useful in >> such moments! Make dog mnoises, and let them from there scratch your ear >> and get you back in the ball game. >> Me thinks maybe when you fee down, you feel like your words donlt say what >> you feel or mean to express, cause they sure read fine all the >> time….Must be that you feel they donlt read as *you* meant then. Or >> maybe that you think they donlt read okay cause you feel not too good, >> where then your judgement on what you write makes you think it is not so >> good…. >> Either that or you fear being as boring and avoided as me in a loneliness >> suport ng when you’re down;-) >> But take my word, as mispelt as it may be: no one can write worse than me! > (Miss Pants?) > Well, yes… I suppose I am fairly terrified of been considered boring, and > I suppose also the whole "I miss phred" vibes coming through lately have > been a bit disheartening to the less eloquent (i.e. me) people in a.s.l. >> (There goes my brain creating again. Yesterday driving back from work, I >> wanted to hear My Sherona. Felt like that. But I forgot to turn on the >> radio, doh. Just did and guess what is playing? No. not Louie louie louie >> louah. My sherona, silly!!:)) >> >> For some reason, Nestor, my pc, refuses do do a cut and paste ths > morning. >> >> I will try and go check the link later then. >> > Nestor? My computer’s called soma. >> Why? > Back in the days when I had the time to dabble in linux, I had to christen > the unsanctified beast for various reasons, and ’soma’ was the first thing > that came to mind. Oddly enough, it actually makes a strange sort of sense > if you’re into Aldous Huxley… > > "If we could sniff or swallow something that would, for five or six hours > each day, abolish our solitude as individuals, atone us with our fellows in > a glowing exaltation of affection and make life in all its aspects seem not > only worth living, but divinely beautiful and significant, and if this > heavenly, world-transfiguring drug were of such a kind that we could wake up > next morning with a clear head and an undamaged constitution-then, it seems > to me, all our problems (and not merely the one small problem of discovering > a novel pleasure) would be wholly solved and earth would become paradise." > > Of course – he wasn’t considering posting on usenet when he wrote this, but > I still think it’s surprisingly relevent. > >> Should I have given it a female name >> > then? >> Not necessarily. Depends. >> I call mine Nestor cause suddenly yesterday, its name came to me after >> waiting to find one for it for 4 years. My last one became fanous: it was >> called "Puter" and its name is now all over cyberland. >> Nestor fots my pc cause it is at my service, even if some would say it is >> old. Since it has slow downs at times, it’s a bi like an old servant with >> rhumatisms and arthritis that some day can not do the steps…. >> But it is a good noble puter, worthy of the name Nestor. >> It says though it is not sure it likes how the sound resembles "Next >> store"…. >> I had told my new car hat for a change, I;d have to find it a female name. >> Note that my last car was named Bazoo by me, Renard by Ollie, cause all my >> older cars I also had called Bazoos. (Bazoo in Quebecer means an old >> beaten wreck that still rolls.) >> Bazoo does not qwuite fit my new car, even if it i a

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> >> > One of the benefits of living in a sub-tropical climate? No day-light > >> > savings… > >> But bundles of tornados, and dictators… > > No tornados here, but we did have 20 years under the iron fist of Sir Joh. > > Not a good sign when your ex-premier dies, and newspapers around the world > > praise the death of a "notoriously corrupt neocon despot". All (mostly) > > before my time thankfully… > Elected despots never are labelled dictators, of course. > Well…not all of them are really elected. Just look at Bush…and keep > your eyes on the spring elections in Canada, too! think our Premier must > already be bidding on Bush’s rigged election puters….;-)

Well – the way things were here was that the rural electorates had a vastly greater weighting than the cities. (No technology fudging required.) – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> >> > (Oh yes – William Willet is the tart you’re looking for. ) > >> Really???? Oh wow! Someone who answers and does not *only* give a link!:) > > Aw shucks – if I just give a link that I’ve dug up, what’s the point of > > posting at all? It’s a bit like giving a present without wrapping it nicely. > It’s wose in my view…Poeple here are here cause of loneliness where the > ng then is sort of a hope for converstions and at least cyber > socializing. Where then giving a link and nothign else is like telling > someone "Hey, wanna be friends?" and the other ing nothing, handing you a > business card that is not even theirs;-):)

Hmm… the other thing I’ve never quite understood is *why* some people make their initial tell-all ‘Hi – I’m really lonely’ post – and then vanish off the landscape of a.s.l. I mean… Why? We’re not that horrible to the new folken in town, are we? – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> >> Hi ya, Pan!:) > >> How ya been? > >> Read somehwere that you were in a down mood a while ago…Hope it is > >> picking up already, and that those lovely wowie trees (how > >> fantasticklelish!) are not making your spring fever too heavy to bear… > > Well… I seem to chug along on my depression cycle for 3 or so weeks – and > > then get too miserable to do anything much for a week, let alone to post to > > a.s.l. > Fleh. Sounds dreadful, and must be heavy to know it is a cycle and comes > back each x weeks…. > Is there anythign that ever allowed the cycle to be broken? Spaced btween > phases? > Like maybe tickling you under the arms…?;-) > Or filling your socks with jell-o at night, to see your face in the > morning as you try and put them on?;-):) > Or how about forcing yourself to wear one bron shoe and one black shoe (or > a blue and a white running shoe)? Maybe that coudl work to break the bad > spell in making people stop you all the tie to tell you your shoes don’t > match? Just breaking the rotiner and the cycle in its tracks, ya know…. > (Just tryign gauchely to make you giggle of course, nd not to make fun of > an affliction, hope you (and whoever woudl read this) kknow that!:))

Well – the various jello and sock plans wouldn’t work. Hate to sound too much like a sterotypical Aussie – but one of the bad things about graduating from university is that I have to learn how to wear shoes again. Not to mention the necessary evils of needing to have my hair cut on a more regular than annual basis. *shudder* > > (I really struggle with my communication skills because a fairly large > > portion of my vocabulary is made up of the ‘dog-noises’, or in other words, > > the noises that me and my dog use to ‘talk’ to each other. > Immmrrrmmeerrfarf…Nooopnooooop… > (means: "Tell me about it. Sigh") > Waaah!!! Wherwerhhh???:):) > (I know!!! Wanna play fetch??:):)) > (wags tongue):);-)

Mmph! ("Get out of bed and feed me!") Grmph! ("You’re late home! Where’s my dinner?") Umph, umph, umph! ("Excellent cooking! That was great!") There is a strange logic in our language. Note the common suffix in the food-related sentence structure, and the different prefices used in as situationally appropriate. The rest of our inter-species dialogue is sadly a bit more difficult to transcribe… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> My family > > understands us – but it means I really find it difficult to express myself > > to outsiders in an understandable verbal manner – let alone in written form. > > The problem is – I end up feeling really awful because the only way I know > > to sympathise to other people’s problems when they talk about them on a.s.l. > > is by making a funny whimpering noise that is perfectly understandable to my > > dog, but extremely difficult to translate into english for those that don’t > > speak canine. Which in a round-about way stops me posting here when I’m in a > > down mood.) > Thing about asl is that it being a support ng, it can use some peole > to cheer up and offer support to, not just poeple offerign it. So many are > apparently here only o offer support, be nice and let them feel useful in > such moments! Make dog mnoises, and let them from there scratch your ear > and get you back in the ball game. > Me thinks maybe when you fee down, you feel like your words donlt say what > you feel or mean to express, cause they sure read fine all the > time….Must be that you feel they donlt read as *you* meant then. Or > maybe that you think they donlt read okay cause you feel not too good, > where then your judgement on what you write makes you think it is not so > good…. > Either that or you fear being as boring and avoided as me in a loneliness > suport ng when you’re down;-) > But take my word, as mispelt as it may be: no one can write worse than me!

(Miss Pants?) Well, yes… I suppose I am fairly terrified of been considered boring, and I suppose also the whole "I miss phred" vibes coming through lately have been a bit disheartening to the less eloquent (i.e. me) people in a.s.l. > (There goes my brain creating again. Yesterday driving back from work, I > wanted to hear My Sherona. Felt like that. But I forgot to turn on the > radio, doh. Just did and guess what is playing? No. not Louie louie louie > louah. My sherona, silly!!:)) > >> For some reason, Nestor, my pc, refuses do do a cut and paste ths morning. > >> I will try and go check the link later then. > > Nestor? My computer’s called soma. > Why?

Back in the days when I had the time to dabble in linux, I had to christen the unsanctified beast for various reasons, and ’soma’ was the first thing that came to mind. Oddly enough, it actually makes a strange sort of sense if you’re into Aldous Huxley… "If we could sniff or swallow something that would, for five or six hours each day, abolish our solitude as individuals, atone us with our fellows in a glowing exaltation of affection and make life in all its aspects seem not only worth living, but divinely beautiful and significant, and if this heavenly, world-transfiguring drug were of such a kind that we could wake up next morning with a clear head and an undamaged constitution-then, it seems to me, all our problems (and not merely the one small problem of discovering a novel pleasure) would be wholly solved and earth would become paradise." Of course – he wasn’t considering posting on usenet when he wrote this, but I still think it’s surprisingly relevent. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Should I have given it a female name > > then? > Not necessarily. Depends. > I call mine Nestor cause suddenly yesterday, its name came to me after > waiting to find one for it for 4 years. My last one became fanous: it was > called "Puter" and its name is now all over cyberland. > Nestor fots my pc cause it is at my service, even if some would say it is > old. Since it has slow downs at times, it’s a bi like an old servant with > rhumatisms and arthritis that some day can not do the steps…. > But it is a good noble puter, worthy of the name Nestor. > It says though it is not sure it likes how the sound resembles "Next > store"…. > I had told my new car hat for a change, I;d have to find it a female name. > Note that my last car was named Bazoo by me, Renard by Ollie, cause all my > older cars I also had called Bazoos. (Bazoo in Quebecer means an old > beaten wreck that still rolls.) > Bazoo does not qwuite fit my new car, even if it i a new used car, as it > is only 3-4 years old compared to my last Bazoo, Renard, which was 3 when > I got it, but lived with me until its age 17. > How about your dog? Maybe he knows what your puter’s real name is?

No – he’s a television addict. There’s too much effort involved in computing for that pup to show much of an interest. (-paneon)

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -"paneon" (paneon@sdf_dot_lonestar.org) writes: >> >> What an odd custom, this time change each fall and spring. >> >> When everyoen will be smart enough to elt poeple put in their hours at > the >> >> time they wish, they will be able to decide to leave when it is light > and >> >> come back when it is light or do both in the dark, as they please… >> >> In the meantime, try and tell two old canine buddies to "hold it" ill > you >> >> ge home, and that onono, you did not arrive late and forget them, its > the >> >> clock that is set back on hour…. >> >> Just be careful where you step as you so try…. >> >> It suddenly was pictch dark, by the time I was halfway home. So much >> >> traffic today….Nothign special in town, just the time change, and the >> >> entire traffic is jammed. Probably red lights that were not set back > one >> >> hour in their faulty programming, here and there… >> >> I wonder how often that happened on a Halloween night, just so that the >> >> few kids that still go door to door are in greater danger of being hit > by >> >> cars as they cross streets… >> >> At least, parents will be happy that they go to bed ""earlier"" than > the >> >> clock says, and that teachers will be the ones facing the kids who ate > so >> >> much sugar on a Monday…and Tuesday and…. >> >> Best wishes to all the teachers who have to deal with 30 some hyper >> >> kids all week, while their own inner clock just can’t believe there > still >> >> is one more hour before the schoolday ends… >> >> It is as dark as full night here by now…2 minutes to seven P.M. >> >> Who IS the tart that started this setting entire populations off?;-) >> > One of the benefits of living in a sub-tropical climate? No day-light >> > savings… >> But bundles of tornados, and dictators… > No tornados here, but we did have 20 years under the iron fist of Sir Joh. > Not a good sign when your ex-premier dies, and newspapers around the world > praise the death of a "notoriously corrupt neocon despot". All (mostly) > before my time thankfully…

Elected despots never are labelled dictators, of course. Well…not all of them are really elected. Just look at Bush…and keep your eyes on the spring elections in Canada, too! think our Premier must already be bidding on Bush’s rigged election puters….;-) >> > (Oh yes – William Willet is the tart you’re looking for. ) >> Really???? Oh wow! Someone who answers and does not *only* give a link!:) > Aw shucks – if I just give a link that I’ve dug up, what’s the point of > posting at all? It’s a bit like giving a present without wrapping it nicely.

It’s wose in my view…Poeple here are here cause of loneliness where the ng then is sort of a hope for converstions and at least cyber socializing. Where then giving a link and nothign else is like telling someone "Hey, wanna be friends?" and the other ing nothing, handing you a business card that is not even theirs;-):) > > >> >> Hi ya, Pan!:) >> How ya been? >> Read somehwere that you were in a down mood a while ago…Hope it is >> picking up already, and that those lovely wowie trees (how >> fantasticklelish!) are not making your spring fever too heavy to bear… > Well… I seem to chug along on my depression cycle for 3 or so weeks – and > then get too miserable to do anything much for a week, let alone to post to > a.s.l.

Fleh. Sounds dreadful, and must be heavy to know it is a cycle and comes back each x weeks…. Is there anythign that ever allowed the cycle to be broken? Spaced btween phases? Like maybe tickling you under the arms…?;-) Or filling your socks with jell-o at night, to see your face in the morning as you try and put them on?;-):) Or how about forcing yourself to wear one bron shoe and one black shoe (or a blue and a white running shoe)? Maybe that coudl work to break the bad spell in making people stop you all the tie to tell you your shoes don’t match? Just breaking the rotiner and the cycle in its tracks, ya know…. (Just tryign gauchely to make you giggle of course, nd not to make fun of an affliction, hope you (and whoever woudl read this) kknow that!:)) > > (I really struggle with my communication skills because a fairly large > portion of my vocabulary is made up of the ‘dog-noises’, or in other words, > the noises that me and my dog use to ‘talk’ to each other.

Immmrrrmmeerrfarf…Nooopnooooop… (means: "Tell me about it. Sigh") Waaah!!! Wherwerhhh???:):) (I know!!! Wanna play fetch??:):)) (wags tongue):);-) My family > understands us – but it means I really find it difficult to express myself > to outsiders in an understandable verbal manner – let alone in written form. > The problem is – I end up feeling really awful because the only way I know > to sympathise to other people’s problems when they talk about them on a.s.l. > is by making a funny whimpering noise that is perfectly understandable to my > dog, but extremely difficult to translate into english for those that don’t > speak canine. Which in a round-about way stops me posting here when I’m in a > down mood.)

Thing about asl is that it being a support ng, it can use some peole to cheer up and offer support to, not just poeple offerign it. So many are apparently here only o offer support, be nice and let them feel useful in such moments! Make dog mnoises, and let them from there scratch your ear and get you back in the ball game. Me thinks maybe when you fee down, you feel like your words donlt say what you feel or mean to express, cause they sure read fine all the time….Must be that you feel they donlt read as *you* meant then. Or maybe that you think they donlt read okay cause you feel not too good, where then your judgement on what you write makes you think it is not so good…. Either that or you fear being as boring and avoided as me in a loneliness suport ng when you’re down;-) But take my word, as mispelt as it may be: no one can write worse than me! (There goes my brain creating again. Yesterday driving back from work, I wanted to hear My Sherona. Felt like that. But I forgot to turn on the radio, doh. Just did and guess what is playing? No. not Louie louie louie louah. My sherona, silly!!:)) >> >> For some reason, Nestor, my pc, refuses do do a cut and paste ths morning. >> I will try and go check the link later then. > Nestor? My computer’s called soma.

Why? Should I have given it a female name > then?

Not necessarily. Depends. I call mine Nestor cause suddenly yesterday, its name came to me after waiting to find one for it for 4 years. My last one became fanous: it was called "Puter" and its name is now all over cyberland. Nestor fots my pc cause it is at my service, even if some would say it is old. Since it has slow downs at times, it’s a bi like an old servant with rhumatisms and arthritis that some day can not do the steps…. But it is a good noble puter, worthy of the name Nestor. It says though it is not sure it likes how the sound resembles "Next store"…. I had told my new car hat for a change, I;d have to find it a female name. Note that my last car was named Bazoo by me, Renard by Ollie, cause all my older cars I also had called Bazoos. (Bazoo in Quebecer means an old beaten wreck that still rolls.) Bazoo does not qwuite fit my new car, even if it i a new used car, as it is only 3-4 years old compared to my last Bazoo, Renard, which was 3 when I got it, but lived with me until its age 17. How about your dog? Maybe he knows what your puter’s real name is? —

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> >> What an odd custom, this time change each fall and spring. > >> When everyoen will be smart enough to elt poeple put in their hours at the > >> time they wish, they will be able to decide to leave when it is light and > >> come back when it is light or do both in the dark, as they please… > >> In the meantime, try and tell two old canine buddies to "hold it" ill you > >> ge home, and that onono, you did not arrive late and forget them, its the > >> clock that is set back on hour…. > >> Just be careful where you step as you so try…. > >> It suddenly was pictch dark, by the time I was halfway home. So much > >> traffic today….Nothign special in town, just the time change, and the > >> entire traffic is jammed. Probably red lights that were not set back one > >> hour in their faulty programming, here and there… > >> I wonder how often that happened on a Halloween night, just so that the > >> few kids that still go door to door are in greater danger of being hit by > >> cars as they cross streets… > >> At least, parents will be happy that they go to bed ""earlier"" than the > >> clock says, and that teachers will be the ones facing the kids who ate so > >> much sugar on a Monday…and Tuesday and…. > >> Best wishes to all the teachers who have to deal with 30 some hyper > >> kids all week, while their own inner clock just can’t believe there still > >> is one more hour before the schoolday ends… > >> It is as dark as full night here by now…2 minutes to seven P.M. > >> Who IS the tart that started this setting entire populations off?;-) > > One of the benefits of living in a sub-tropical climate? No day-light > > savings… > But bundles of tornados, and dictators…

No tornados here, but we did have 20 years under the iron fist of Sir Joh. Not a good sign when your ex-premier dies, and newspapers around the world praise the death of a "notoriously corrupt neocon despot". All (mostly) before my time thankfully… > > (Oh yes – William Willet is the tart you’re looking for. ) > Really???? Oh wow! Someone who answers and does not *only* give a link!:)

Aw shucks – if I just give a link that I’ve dug up, what’s the point of posting at all? It’s a bit like giving a present without wrapping it nicely. > Hi ya, Pan!:) > How ya been? > Read somehwere that you were in a down mood a while ago…Hope it is > picking up already, and that those lovely wowie trees (how > fantasticklelish!) are not making your spring fever too heavy to bear…

Well… I seem to chug along on my depression cycle for 3 or so weeks – and then get too miserable to do anything much for a week, let alone to post to a.s.l. (I really struggle with my communication skills because a fairly large portion of my vocabulary is made up of the ‘dog-noises’, or in other words, the noises that me and my dog use to ‘talk’ to each other. My family understands us – but it means I really find it difficult to express myself to outsiders in an understandable verbal manner – let alone in written form. The problem is – I end up feeling really awful because the only way I know to sympathise to other people’s problems when they talk about them on a.s.l. is by making a funny whimpering noise that is perfectly understandable to my dog, but extremely difficult to translate into english for those that don’t speak canine. Which in a round-about way stops me posting here when I’m in a down mood.) > For some reason, Nestor, my pc, refuses do do a cut and paste ths morning. > I will try and go check the link later then.

Nestor? My computer’s called soma. Should I have given it a female name then? (-paneon)

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -"paneon" (paneon@sdf_dot_lonestar.org) writes: >> What an odd custom, this time change each fall and spring. >> When everyoen will be smart enough to elt poeple put in their hours at the >> time they wish, they will be able to decide to leave when it is light and >> come back when it is light or do both in the dark, as they please… >> In the meantime, try and tell two old canine buddies to "hold it" ill you >> ge home, and that onono, you did not arrive late and forget them, its the >> clock that is set back on hour…. >> Just be careful where you step as you so try…. >> It suddenly was pictch dark, by the time I was halfway home. So much >> traffic today….Nothign special in town, just the time change, and the >> entire traffic is jammed. Probably red lights that were not set back one >> hour in their faulty programming, here and there… >> I wonder how often that happened on a Halloween night, just so that the >> few kids that still go door to door are in greater danger of being hit by >> cars as they cross streets… >> At least, parents will be happy that they go to bed ""earlier"" than the >> clock says, and that teachers will be the ones facing the kids who ate so >> much sugar on a Monday…and Tuesday and…. >> Best wishes to all the teachers who have to deal with 30 some hyper >> kids all week, while their own inner clock just can’t believe there still >> is one more hour before the schoolday ends… >> It is as dark as full night here by now…2 minutes to seven P.M. >> Who IS the tart that started this setting entire populations off?;-) > One of the benefits of living in a sub-tropical climate? No day-light > savings…

But bundles of tornados, and dictators… > (Oh yes – William Willet is the tart you’re looking for. )

Really???? Oh wow! Someone who answers and does not *only* give a link!:) Hi ya, Pan!:) How ya been? Read somehwere that you were in a down mood a while ago…Hope it is picking up already, and that those lovely wowie trees (how fantasticklelish!) are not making your spring fever too heavy to bear… For some reason, Nestor, my pc, refuses do do a cut and paste ths morning. I will try and go check the link later then. C > http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Willett > (-paneon)

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What an odd custom, this time change each fall and spring. When everyoen will be smart enough to elt poeple put in their hours at the time they wish, they will be able to decide to leave when it is light and come back when it is light or do both in the dark, as they please… In the meantime, try and tell two old canine buddies to "hold it" ill you ge home, and that onono, you did not arrive late and forget them, its the clock that is set back on hour…. Just be careful where you step as you so try…. It suddenly was pictch dark, by the time I was halfway home. So much traffic today….Nothign special in town, just the time change, and the entire traffic is jammed. Probably red lights that were not set back one hour in their faulty programming, here and there… I wonder how often that happened on a Halloween night, just so that the few kids that still go door to door are in greater danger of being hit by cars as they cross streets… At least, parents will be happy that they go to bed ""earlier"" than the clock says, and that teachers will be the ones facing the kids who ate so much sugar on a Monday…and Tuesday and…. Best wishes to all the teachers who have to deal with 30 some hyper kids all week, while their own inner clock just can’t believe there still is one more hour before the schoolday ends… It is as dark as full night here by now…2 minutes to seven P.M. Who IS the tart that started this setting entire populations off?;-) —

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> What an odd custom, this time change each fall and spring. > When everyoen will be smart enough to elt poeple put in their hours at the > time they wish, they will be able to decide to leave when it is light and > come back when it is light or do both in the dark, as they please… > In the meantime, try and tell two old canine buddies to "hold it" ill you > ge home, and that onono, you did not arrive late and forget them, its the > clock that is set back on hour…. > Just be careful where you step as you so try…. > It suddenly was pictch dark, by the time I was halfway home. So much > traffic today….Nothign special in town, just the time change, and the > entire traffic is jammed. Probably red lights that were not set back one > hour in their faulty programming, here and there… > I wonder how often that happened on a Halloween night, just so that the > few kids that still go door to door are in greater danger of being hit by > cars as they cross streets… > At least, parents will be happy that they go to bed ""earlier"" than the > clock says, and that teachers will be the ones facing the kids who ate so > much sugar on a Monday…and Tuesday and…. > Best wishes to all the teachers who have to deal with 30 some hyper > kids all week, while their own inner clock just can’t believe there still > is one more hour before the schoolday ends… > It is as dark as full night here by now…2 minutes to seven P.M. > Who IS the tart that started this setting entire populations off?;-)

One of the benefits of living in a sub-tropical climate? No day-light savings… (Oh yes – William Willet is the tart you’re looking for. ) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Willett (-paneon)

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Midnight Mass

admin — Wed, 26 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000

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The best of all possible worms on 27/10/2005 1:08 pm wrote: >> Loneliness is the privilege of the leisured. I wish I had time to be >> lonely, or to discover that I’m not. > Well, that’s been answered for me. Mum died in hospital at 2pm last > night, local time.

Condolences. From your previous emails I thought there would be more time. I hope it was what they call "peaceful" in the end… I mean painless for her. I’m really sorry to hear that this has happened, no matter how expected it was. Or how prepared you thought you were. I can’t help you with any of this I’m afraid, because I’m one of these people who doesn’t feel very much or very deeply, mostly. I’ve not really had to cope with the death of a loved one. So I’ll leave all that to others who know their stuff. All I can say is, I’m sorry. *** I was having a day of leisure today too and spent it all afternoon with my mum, dad and brother. Partly because I could and because I like them a fair amount, but generally because it was necessary to pick up a china cat. You’re right about mums like that. My mum’s mummish mantra is "As long as you’re all happy, and "settled". "Settled". like we need to be put in position and set in stone, a place for everything and everything in its place. She’s great though, and so’s dad. No matter, or more likely because of, how "comically" [IMO] incensed they get over the government, and GWB, and kids today, and how I’m being treated and how my brother’s getting on alone. It seems to be an extension of how protective they’ve been over the years about me and the others; stifling as it’s felt at times in the past, I’d miss it. I’ll stop rambling. I had a good day today. Sorry to hear yours was at the other end of the scale.

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"The best of all possible worms" (nevilemo…@yahoo.com) writes: > The best of all possible worms wrote: >> Loneliness is the privilege of the leisured. I wish I had time to be >> lonely, or to discover that I’m not. > Well, that’s been answered for me. Mum died in hospital at 2pm last > night, local time.

…………………………… I am not at work today either… F cleaning, F the cold and rain……. Infinite hug…………………………….. ……………………….~~OB~~…. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> I am not at work today. I care how pissed off this will make people, > but only slightly. > Mostly, I’m like my Dad. We maintain, for this reason, a cautious, > embarrassed, ceremonious non-relationship. We have the same voice, > stature, eyebrows, neuroses, egotistical blind-spots, and predatory > tastes in women. We’re too alike to be at ease together. The genes I > got from my mother are the ones that occasionally complicate and > paralyse the smooth running of the resulting "life" I’ve apparently > had. I’ve gone through it seeing people look surprised: "But what does > your mother think? Doesn’t she mind?" when I’m recounting my latest > stupidity or self-destructive eccentricity. "She doesn’t mind. She only > " (this part always comes out kind of apologetic) "wants me to be > ‘happy’". Mothers like that are apparently rare. I seem to have > inherited this odd, mild preference for seeing people happy rather than > the reverse, coupled with the baseless and rather childish conviction > that everyone is his own best judge of what makes him happy, but it’s > (fortunately) a recessive gene, easily swamped by more urgent > requirements such as sex. Still, it complicates things occasionally. > I’ve been scrupulous about not passing it on. It doesn’t really fit in > with society, or with anything, really. As she didn’t. > Mostly, what persists (me, three sisters, offspring thereof) is an > obstinate, dogged insistence on not trimming feelings to the allowed > categories supplied by novels and soaps: expressed, frequently, in > refusing to talk or say anything, rather than say something simple and > inadequate. And an extremely subtle sense of the humorous absurdity of > just about everything, rarely glimpsed and rarely on cue with the > conversation.

Some of the ast part e thins you still have to find to be your dad;s indluence…;-) But what do I know……. My heart still is stopped right now…..ears falling down my cheeks…. Tried till exaustion, dear friend…So did your mom…….. > She collected objects, some of which were objets, some just whimsical > acquisitions. These were arranged in the same kind of instinctive > furnishing plan that drives my new stepdaughter to line up all her toys > into fortress walls around her bedroom floor. How they were arranged > was a difficult language like that of bees: a dead one, now. The > objects will be scattered around various charity shops in South-east > England. They will keep their patina of nicotine, their unscrubbed, > reassuring, sticky belovedness, for a long time. My mother belonged to > the last generation of people who enjoyed smoking and insisted on doing > so in public, without apology. I shall probably stop now: there’s no > one left on this earth I could enjoy a cigarette "with".

………………………. > She sang too loud in church, or later, wherever communal singing was > called for, and dared to go out dressed in canary yellow dungarees. > This at least is a common attribute of mothers: the embarrassingly > loud, out of date warbling. It seems to develop as naturally as > lactation, friends say. But she never went off key.

That too the you take from your dad;-)……;-) Like me, she also > wanted to explore and be different and out of date, and didn’t care > whether a bird glimpsed in or a feather picked up under a hedge was > collectable or fit to be conversed or written about: nobody but her was > allowed to decide what should interest her. Whoever empties her flat > will find a lot of feathers, a lot of pebbles, a lot of stuff which > wasn’t meant to concern anyone else.

………… > She fabulated about her past, like everyone in the family. I’ve > forgotten most of mine and don’t pretend that what I remember is other > than hopeful fiction with dabs of reality here and there: like her, I > have no coherent "childhood" left to talk about. In her fabulations, > the borders between truth and fiction were constantly shifting: she > didn’t really respect fiction as a category. She wanted to have lived > something more novelesque than memory allowed or supplied: in the end > she did, in her imagination, which people were only allowed to peer > into obliquely on odd occasions.

………………….. > She missed out on the kind of relationships which reconcile people to > social conformity and inflate their self-esteem. In the end, it didn’t > matter: the payback was that there was, finally, no-one around asking > or bribing her to be other than herself, a form of company with which > she was truculently content a lot of the time. I don’t have to > extricate what was really her from what was just habitual polite > deception. It was all really her, and it’s all gone.

……………. There are no words when the most important one of our vocabulary leaves: "mom……….." …I am so so so so so so sorry…………….:( Yet so so so so glad you could go spend time with her and have those moments together…That *she* could too!!! As "a" mo I can say this" it is kayof our kids cry and sob.Yes, we want them to be happy. But not repressed and not carruying the sobs forever inside, exactly *cause* we wat them to be happy! And so say, sir… Your fear of making a child that would bring such sentiments in the world for resembling your mom…. Perhaps you can re-evaluate it…. For the sentiments seem more than just noble, and what this world could use more of…… Like she was the product in part of her own parents genes, she is in yours…. Like she is part of every single cell you are…. -With or without child…. Your mind must be everywhere…… ……………………………………………. so so so s so so so so sorry, OB….:(…………….. ……………………………………………….. …………………………………………. …………………………………………………….. ………………………….. Chloe —

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The best of all possible worms wrote: > Loneliness is the privilege of the leisured. I wish I had time to be > lonely, or to discover that I’m not.

Well, that’s been answered for me. Mum died in hospital at 2pm last night, local time. I am not at work today. I care how pissed off this will make people, but only slightly. Mostly, I’m like my Dad. We maintain, for this reason, a cautious, embarrassed, ceremonious non-relationship. We have the same voice, stature, eyebrows, neuroses, egotistical blind-spots, and predatory tastes in women. We’re too alike to be at ease together. The genes I got from my mother are the ones that occasionally complicate and paralyse the smooth running of the resulting "life" I’ve apparently had. I’ve gone through it seeing people look surprised: "But what does your mother think? Doesn’t she mind?" when I’m recounting my latest stupidity or self-destructive eccentricity. "She doesn’t mind. She only " (this part always comes out kind of apologetic) "wants me to be ‘happy’". Mothers like that are apparently rare. I seem to have inherited this odd, mild preference for seeing people happy rather than the reverse, coupled with the baseless and rather childish conviction that everyone is his own best judge of what makes him happy, but it’s (fortunately) a recessive gene, easily swamped by more urgent requirements such as sex. Still, it complicates things occasionally. I’ve been scrupulous about not passing it on. It doesn’t really fit in with society, or with anything, really. As she didn’t. Mostly, what persists (me, three sisters, offspring thereof) is an obstinate, dogged insistence on not trimming feelings to the allowed categories supplied by novels and soaps: expressed, frequently, in refusing to talk or say anything, rather than say something simple and inadequate. And an extremely subtle sense of the humorous absurdity of just about everything, rarely glimpsed and rarely on cue with the conversation. She collected objects, some of which were objets, some just whimsical acquisitions. These were arranged in the same kind of instinctive furnishing plan that drives my new stepdaughter to line up all her toys into fortress walls around her bedroom floor. How they were arranged was a difficult language like that of bees: a dead one, now. The objects will be scattered around various charity shops in South-east England. They will keep their patina of nicotine, their unscrubbed, reassuring, sticky belovedness, for a long time. My mother belonged to the last generation of people who enjoyed smoking and insisted on doing so in public, without apology. I shall probably stop now: there’s no one left on this earth I could enjoy a cigarette "with". She sang too loud in church, or later, wherever communal singing was called for, and dared to go out dressed in canary yellow dungarees. This at least is a common attribute of mothers: the embarrassingly loud, out of date warbling. It seems to develop as naturally as lactation, friends say. But she never went off key. Like me, she also wanted to explore and be different and out of date, and didn’t care whether a bird glimpsed in or a feather picked up under a hedge was collectable or fit to be conversed or written about: nobody but her was allowed to decide what should interest her. Whoever empties her flat will find a lot of feathers, a lot of pebbles, a lot of stuff which wasn’t meant to concern anyone else. She fabulated about her past, like everyone in the family. I’ve forgotten most of mine and don’t pretend that what I remember is other than hopeful fiction with dabs of reality here and there: like her, I have no coherent "childhood" left to talk about. In her fabulations, the borders between truth and fiction were constantly shifting: she didn’t really respect fiction as a category. She wanted to have lived something more novelesque than memory allowed or supplied: in the end she did, in her imagination, which people were only allowed to peer into obliquely on odd occasions. She missed out on the kind of relationships which reconcile people to social conformity and inflate their self-esteem. In the end, it didn’t matter: the payback was that there was, finally, no-one around asking or bribing her to be other than herself, a form of company with which she was truculently content a lot of the time. I don’t have to extricate what was really her from what was just habitual polite deception. It was all really her, and it’s all gone.

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You are soundlessly flashed out of sleep and, with a slight stumbling sense of tinsel and presents, drugged downstairs and into your wellies. Then into the overstuffed with muttering family car, and off to participate in the ritual. Half way through which you get bored, lose your faith, and have the notion of entertaining yourself. Vaguely wicked things occur between your surprised hands. Then the ritual gets fainter, dribbles and sighs into a vague melchisedech; a doll is shown your unwiped lips, you are bundled back to your Home, crawl back into bed and die. Night time then was always all about Ritual. In Barcelona airport, at a certain hour of night, everyone in the single open overnight cafeteria simultaneously gets out a notepad and paper and starts writing. I saw it. A lady I quite liked the look of also came and sat at my table. It was nice being married and not having to say or try anything. I love all that, always did. The not sleeping, the coffee, the wandering out into the taxi bay for a smoke, the exclusiveness of the not sleeping set all painstakingly ignoring one another under the oasis lights in the terminal corner. By that witching writing hour I’d also got through, bar the last chapter, an interesting sex ‘n’ shagging book by a high-class Barcelona callgirl, smugly empowered by opening her legs into an alternative dimension of yachts and clothes. Of course the book did not do justice to its blurb ("the hidden world of…") but what book ever does these days? bloody blurbs. It did remind me, though, that there are people around who live (according to their lights, which in her case were Habitat) all the time, not just in occasional terrified crannies behind work’s back. I spend my time re-evaluating why I hate my job. At the moment, I consider that the vermilion flycatcher on the phone wires outside represents all wisdom, but amiable as it is, it’s not giving much away. It just sits there, darts around and looks infuriatingly halcyon. I have made a new friend. She is a virgin on a bus. She is dark-haired and has a kind of "I live in a large country house" air about her. Perfect skin, though inappropriately white for the time of year. She appears to be a ventriloquist, since she comes with a glove puppet dummy that looks like a young Mozart. On her head there is a crown so big that if it were made of anything but cardboard it would probably shorten her neck by several inches. She also comes on a kind of silvery mounting, maybe intended to represent a throne. She would probably look kind of stuck-up if it weren’t for the crown and the throne which have the effect of dwarfing her and making her more fragile and well, quite nice and approachable. She is the "Virgen del Cisne", and appears to be a big hit round here. Lucio, who was president around the time I arrived, is currently in jail in Quito. He’d been doing the Dad’s army thing, prodding Ecuador with sinously curling arrows, first from Peru and then from Colombia. The Colombia visit was less than smart, since he had managed to piss off the FARC while in office, and they dumped a fatwa on him, hence Quito and jail. "I’m safer here," he muttered on being shown his cell. Unfortunately, there’s no legal justification for his being in jail beyond a trumped-up treason charge based on his having said, while on tour in the USA, that he was still the President and that people should worship him accordingly (he’s cute like that). There are nine other charges, inc. "being a crap President" and "getting a Peruvian journalist killed", but those require the existence of a Supreme Court to be heard, and Ecuador ain’t got no Supreme Court at the moment. Instead, there is a TV show called "Looking Around for the Ideal Supreme Court" which discusses candidates for the Supreme-Court-to-fill-the-empty-building in a manner disturbingly reminiscent of a Miss World contest (seeing prospective members of the judiciary parading in swimsuits appears to be a very real prospect, way things are going.) The new president, Palacio, is staking everything on a plebiscite intended to allow the setting-up of a "constituent assembly". The idea, as far as I can make out, would be to replace the current democratically elected and universally despised Congress (which is blocking the motion, allowing Palacio to play the enviable role of People’s Representative against the Corrupt Politicians, a corrupt politician’s dream) with something more "of the People". No-one seems too sure how this would work. One "source" said that the Assembly would be only 50% elected, with the other 50% made up of "representatives of civil society", ie thugs of one sort or another. How this would help, I don’t know. The other day I turned on the TV news and watched in stupefaction as what appeared to be a professional TV camera crew (if it was amateur video, it was unusually well done) filmed the lynching of an presumed uxoricide in Esmeraldas. The guy was cornered by a crowd, tried to escape by jumping into a river, was met at the other side by more village folk, dragged out, beaten with sticks, and pushed back into the water half-dead. There was a close-up of a rock hitting the floating head, instantly staining the surrounding water a deeper red. The face of the (female) rock-thrower, moments before, had been pixelised out. Then the (probably dead) body was dragged naked through the streets. The newscaster’s comments were moralistic and gloating: there was no suggestion that perhaps it would have been better to have had, say, a trial first. Put this together with the baying crowds currently marching through Quito and Wirekill, and you’ve got where Ecuador seems to be going right now. Living in a country where a fragile democracy and the rule of law are breaking down before your eyes, to be replaced with stampeding mobs, is quite exhilarating: add to this the current foreign investment exodus, and the fact that we are running out of electricity, and it starts to get troubling. (It’s just been discovered that Ecuador’s generating capacity is inadequate to deal with demand, and that fixing this would require huge investment and hydro dam-building projects which would take 15 years to complete, even assuming someone had the cash. Hence, the country which is about to launch an ad campaign in the US selling itself as an eco-tourists’ paradise is hurriedly dragging in offshore floating generators that have already led to massive air and sea contamination around the Wirekill coastline, "don’t have babies" TV ads, etc. You also get ads all day advising you not to put warm food in the fridge, not to leave lights on. etc. The Wirekill council is planning to phase out street lighting, thus assuring the city its continued reputation as a thieves’ paradise. It’s still a happening place, all told.) I am still pretending to teach Eng Lit and feeling like I’m in freefall, as doing this job for another year is ruled out for mental health reasons, and there’s no alternative yet visible. There is a parrot in my street/alley, a couple of doors away from a shop. I suspect it of being a macaw. When you go to shops in Ecuador, you can’t actually go inside, since they are all fronted by iron bars: you stand in front of them and say "a ver" ("Let’s see") in a plaintive voice, repeating as necessary until someone appears. Then you ask for what you want and they invent a price according to how tall you are and shove whatever at you through the bars. Well, this putative macaw passes the time by saying "a ver" in about sixteen times as many tones of voice, from exasperated to ghostly and sinister to impishly gleeful, as the canniest human impressionist could invent. It also chatters away in what would sound like perfect Spanish, if only you could make out a single word: the syllabification is random, but the intonation is so exactly that of a scolding, rabbitting housewife making her kids’ lives permanently miserable that it’s quite eerie. You only have to relax slightly and your mind will fit words to the tune quite readily: I suspect the Apostles had a parrot like that (cept they pretended it was a pigeon, for reasons best known to themselves). Anyway, this parrot is the soundtrack to my guilty afternoons spent wishing I either did not have work to do, or had done it. I do not have Seven Habits. I do not have Seven Habits, yet I have a wife and stepkids. Is this allowed? Loneliness is the privilege of the leisured. I wish I had time to be lonely, or to discover that I’m not.

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Ironic — lonely / not lonely

admin — Sat, 22 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000

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It is amazing how things turn out — the people of this ng are wonderful. Thank you for all your help and feedback. I’ve saved your responses to reply to later. I have been thinking of loneliness – and how it applies when one is suddenly *not* lonely. I have had the fortune to meet people here and really enjoy the correspondence. As a result, my mood has perked up, and oddly has perked up my social life a bit. In the past week, 4 of the days have been with friends — I am just totally not used to not being alone. I would attribute this to the good people here, I have genuinely felt *less* depressed – not depressed at all, actually. This is the first time in many months that I have had such close interaction with anyone. Perhaps this is showing in my mood irl. Two female friends that I have just resumed getting to know have complimented me on my personality. This is truly a first, and perhaps I am radiating happiness for the first time.. I don’t know what it is. I don’t really know what to do — I am so un-used to not having tons of free time to mope and beat myself down… I just want to thank you all for your support.

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It warms my heart to hear you say that. Focus on the good things, that is always a good way of staying cheery — Charm "nonessential" wrote in message

news:1130010111.739503.191320@z14g2000cwz.googlegroups.com… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> It is amazing how things turn out — the people of this ng are > wonderful. Thank you for all your help and feedback. I’ve saved your > responses to reply to later. > I have been thinking of loneliness – and how it applies when one is > suddenly *not* lonely. I have had the fortune to meet people here and > really enjoy the correspondence. > As a result, my mood has perked up, and oddly has perked up my social > life a bit. In the past week, 4 of the days have been with friends — > I am just totally not used to not being alone. > I would attribute this to the good people here, I have genuinely felt > *less* depressed – not depressed at all, actually. This is the first > time in many months that I have had such close interaction with anyone. > Perhaps this is showing in my mood irl. Two female friends that I > have just resumed getting to know have complimented me on my > personality. This is truly a first, and perhaps I am radiating > happiness for the first time.. I don’t know what it is. I don’t really > know what to do — I am so un-used to not having tons of free time to > mope and beat myself down… I just want to thank you all for your > support.

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Charm wrote: > It warms my heart to hear you say that. > Focus on the good things, that is always a good way of staying cheery > — > Charm

It’s true – a mode of thinking I haven’t much practice with yet but it helps when you are around people you like and trust. I have been helped somewhat by getting out of the house a bit more and making some concrete plans for each day. — nonessential

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In article <1130016585.757701.199…@g47g2000cwa.googlegroups.com>, dawdler_tw…@yahoo.com says… – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text ->Charm wrote: >> It warms my heart to hear you say that. >> Focus on the good things, that is always a good way of staying cheery >> — >> Charm >It’s true – a mode of thinking I haven’t much practice with yet but it >helps when you are around people you like and trust. I have been >helped somewhat by getting out of the house a bit more and making some >concrete plans for each day. >– >nonessential

The best thing we can give to the world and to others, is ourself. And that is appreciated in kind. Good company. Harvey

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New job

admin — Sat, 22 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000

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I started my new job this week. Overall, it’s been a stressful experience. There’s a ton of stuff to learn, and I have extreme doubts about my ability to catch up in a reasonable amount of time. I’m getting the impression that the job was intended for someone who has twice as much experience as I do; perhaps they overestimate me? I might have oversold myself on the job interview. I’m scrambling to catch up but it’s not going well. Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not uncommon). On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, loneliness, and so forth.

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Antares wrote: > I started my new job this week. Overall, it’s been a stressful > experience. There’s a ton of stuff to learn, and I have extreme > doubts about my ability to catch up in a reasonable amount of time. > I’m getting the impression that the job was intended for someone who > has twice as much experience as I do; perhaps they overestimate me? I > might have oversold myself on the job interview. I’m scrambling to > catch up but it’s not going well. > Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not > uncommon). > On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very > little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, > loneliness, and so forth.

I know it’s not going to help to say "stop stressing" but I’m gonna say it anyway. I”ll bet that within the month (if not within a day) you’re back here posting about how you don’t know what you were so anxious about (or you never even mention it again). ‘grats on the job an’ all. Some people might not have had the balls to carry it off like you apparently did. Do you ever stop to appreciate what you are capable of? – Michaela

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congratulations on your new job. I’m sure you will do well once you get settled in. —

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Antares wrote: > I started my new job this week. Overall, it’s been a stressful > experience. There’s a ton of stuff to learn, and I have extreme doubts > about my ability to catch up in a reasonable amount of time. I’m > getting the impression that the job was intended for someone who has > twice as much experience as I do; perhaps they overestimate me? I > might have oversold myself on the job interview. I’m scrambling to > catch up but it’s not going well. > Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not > uncommon). > On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very > little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, > loneliness, and so forth.

Congratulations on the job.

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Michaela wrote: > Antares wrote: > > I started my new job this week. Overall, it’s been a stressful > > experience. There’s a ton of stuff to learn, and I have extreme > > doubts about my ability to catch up in a reasonable amount of time. > > I’m getting the impression that the job was intended for someone who > > has twice as much experience as I do; perhaps they overestimate me? I > > might have oversold myself on the job interview. I’m scrambling to > > catch up but it’s not going well. > > Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not > > uncommon). > > On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very > > little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, > > loneliness, and so forth. > I know it’s not going to help to say "stop stressing" but I’m gonna > say it anyway.

Yeah, I’m trying. It’s a pretty stressful situation, though. I’m going to have to work weekends for the foreseeable future. > I”ll bet that within the month (if not within a day) you’re back > here posting about how you don’t know what you were so anxious > about (or you never even mention it again).

Hopefully. Thanks for the vote of confidence. > ‘grats on the job an’ all. Some people might not have had the balls > to carry it off like you apparently did. > Do you ever stop to appreciate what you are capable of?

Getting a job seems pretty basic to me. It’s something like the minimum requirement for self-esteem (for a single person, anyway). As such, I don’t really see it as an extraordinary achievement.

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Visi Caulk Mah Pnats wrote: – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Antares wrote: > > I started my new job this week. Overall, it’s been a stressful > > experience. There’s a ton of stuff to learn, and I have extreme > > doubts about my ability to catch up in a reasonable amount of time. > > I’m getting the impression that the job was intended for someone who > > has twice as much experience as I do; perhaps they overestimate me? I > > might have oversold myself on the job interview. I’m scrambling to > > catch up but it’s not going well. > > Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not > > uncommon). > > On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very > > little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, > > loneliness, and so forth. > congratulations on your new job. > I’m sure you will do well once you get settled in.

Thanks.

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"Antares" wrote in news:1129973024.916821.11300 @g49g2000cwa.googlegroups.com: > I started my new job this week. Overall, it’s been a stressful > experience. There’s a ton of stuff to learn, and I have extreme doubts > about my ability to catch up in a reasonable amount of time. I’m > getting the impression that the job was intended for someone who has > twice as much experience as I do; perhaps they overestimate me? I > might have oversold myself on the job interview. I’m scrambling to > catch up but it’s not going well. > Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not > uncommon). > On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very > little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, > loneliness, and so forth.

The first few weeks in any new position of responsibility feel that way to me. Best advice I can give is to check your ego at the door and don’t be afraid to ask lots of "stupid questions" and be caught making mistakes.

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Antares wrote: > Michaela wrote: >> Do you ever stop to appreciate what you are capable of? > Getting a job seems pretty basic to me. It’s something like the > minimum requirement for self-esteem (for a single person, anyway).

I dunno. Mebbe even for a married person. As > such, I don’t really see it as an extraordinary achievement.

You truly don’t realise that there are millions and millions of people out there who’d be drooling at the opportunities and skills you’ve got? You’ve never considered that another person with great dating skills might take those skills for granted but never have the courage to do what you’ve just done? You seem to have taken this new job thing so easily. For some it’d be a traumatic change. – Michaela

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Michaela wrote: > Antares wrote: > > Michaela wrote: > >> Do you ever stop to appreciate what you are capable of? > > Getting a job seems pretty basic to me. It’s something like the > > minimum requirement for self-esteem (for a single person, anyway).

[snip] > You truly don’t realise that there are millions and millions of > people out there who’d be drooling at the opportunities and > skills you’ve got?

Sure, I realize it. It’s just that I’m not a big happiness relativist. Many of the people who drool over my job are probably happier than I am. As the Mambo Master pointed out a while ago, our brains are built in such a way that we become accustomed to virtually every situation after a while. > You’ve never considered that another person with great dating > skills might take those skills for granted but never have the > courage to do what you’ve just done?

It’s not really courage. I was raised in a middle class family, went to college, went to grad school, got a job. A relatively painless route. If I’d had to work my way up from being a McDonald’s cashier, say, that would have entailed genuine courage. That’s why I admire people who are self-made: they’ve had to work their way up from nothing. > You seem to have taken this new job thing so easily. For some > it’d be a traumatic change.

To some extent, it was. It’s no picnic having to move. But that trauma has been overshadowed by the stress of not knowing whether I’d be able to get through the first 1-2 months without being fired. Anyway, in response to your overall point – yes, I could probably stand to be more appreciative of my situation, and I probably will, when (or rather if) my stress levels diminish. Then I’ll be back on a.s.s whining about not having a girlfriend.

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Antares wrote: > Michaela wrote: > > Antares wrote: > > > Michaela wrote: > > >> Do you ever stop to appreciate what you are capable of? > > > Getting a job seems pretty basic to me. It’s something like the > > > minimum requirement for self-esteem (for a single person, anyway). > [snip] > > You truly don’t realise that there are millions and millions of > > people out there who’d be drooling at the opportunities and > > skills you’ve got? > Sure, I realize it. It’s just that I’m not a big happiness > relativist. Many of the people who drool over my job are probably > happier than I am. As the Mambo Master pointed out a while ago, our > brains are built in such a way that we become accustomed to virtually > every situation after a while.

yeah I wonder about that too. I am accustomed to the line of work I do but people remind me that it really is a dream for a lot of people that I am living. > > You’ve never considered that another person with great dating > > skills might take those skills for granted but never have the > > courage to do what you’ve just done? > It’s not really courage. I was raised in a middle class family, went > to college, went to grad school, got a job. A relatively painless > route. If I’d had to work my way up from being a McDonald’s cashier, > say, that would have entailed genuine courage. That’s why I admire > people who are self-made: they’ve had to work their way up from > nothing.

you didn’t have to work for your education? > > You seem to have taken this new job thing so easily. For some > > it’d be a traumatic change. > To some extent, it was. It’s no picnic having to move. But that > trauma has been overshadowed by the stress of not knowing whether I’d > be able to get through the first 1-2 months without being fired.

yes, I feel like that too on every job! > Anyway, in response to your overall point – yes, I could probably > stand to be more appreciative of my situation, and I probably will, > when (or rather if) my stress levels diminish. Then I’ll be back on > a.s.s whining about not having a girlfriend.

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"Antares" wrote in news:1130100586.273909.204840@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com: > That’s why I admire > people who are self-made: they’ve had to work their way up from > nothing.

In a way I’ve come to admire people like Eisenhower, who although not really very interesting people, are able to ‘get things done’. — As for the pastor, after four days of listening to science experts dismantling the case for intelligent design, he was unimpressed. "They’re babblers," said the pastor, the Rev. Jim Grove, who leads a 40-member independent Baptist church outside of Dover. "The more Ph.D.’s you get, it seems like the further away from God you get." (NY Times, 10-2-05)

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Mad Mambo Master of Macedonia wrote: > "Antares" wrote in > news:1130100586.273909.204840@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com: > > That’s why I admire > > people who are self-made: they’ve had to work their way up from > > nothing. > In a way I’ve come to admire people like Eisenhower, who although not > really very interesting people, are able to ‘get things done’.

I imagine that’d be a plus after being in an environment full of incompetent assholes who do nothing but talk all day. Not that that’s necessarily where you’re coming from.

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Antares wrote: > Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not > uncommon). > On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very > little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, > loneliness, and so forth.

I’d say throw yourself into the job. And by this, I mean, engulf your free time with nothing but work related material. It sounds like you are in a pivotal point in your life where you are short on hobbies, and long on needs to fill voids in your life. I don’t know what line of work you are in and you are working crazy hours, but do as much as you can outside of work to catch up with the others. Wind down every night with 2 to 3 hours of reflection on what transpired during the day or use that time to get an edge on material that will be covered the next day. And while comparing yourself to others as some kind of litmus test is inevitable in this situation, try not to dwell on it too much. Don’t just strive to be average or to simply avoid being looked upon as the slowest. Concentrate on what you need to know to get your job done and accept that your learn at a different pace than others.

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Antares wrote: > I started my new job this week. Overall, it’s been a stressful > experience. There’s a ton of stuff to learn, and I have extreme doubts > about my ability to catch up in a reasonable amount of time. I’m > getting the impression that the job was intended for someone who has > twice as much experience as I do; perhaps they overestimate me? I > might have oversold myself on the job interview. I’m scrambling to > catch up but it’s not going well. > Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not > uncommon). > On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very > little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, > loneliness, and so forth.

Wooo! That sounds awesome. — Operated by a naked and petrified Natalie Portman with hot grits stuffed down her panties. (-August Pamplona, 2005) —— http://sinmonkey.com/assgallery/

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Dolores wrote: > Antares wrote: > > I started my new job this week. Overall, it’s been a stressful > > experience. There’s a ton of stuff to learn, and I have extreme doubts > > about my ability to catch up in a reasonable amount of time. I’m > > getting the impression that the job was intended for someone who has > > twice as much experience as I do; perhaps they overestimate me? I > > might have oversold myself on the job interview. I’m scrambling to > > catch up but it’s not going well. > > Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not > > uncommon). > > On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very > > little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, > > loneliness, and so forth. > Wooo! That sounds awesome.

Yup. Desensitization due to slavery really rocks.

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Antares wrote: > Dolores wrote: >>Antares wrote: >>>I started my new job this week. Overall, it’s been a stressful >>>experience. There’s a ton of stuff to learn, and I have extreme doubts >>>about my ability to catch up in a reasonable amount of time. I’m >>>getting the impression that the job was intended for someone who has >>>twice as much experience as I do; perhaps they overestimate me? I >>>might have oversold myself on the job interview. I’m scrambling to >>>catch up but it’s not going well. >>>Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not >>>uncommon). >>>On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very >>>little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, >>>loneliness, and so forth. >>Wooo! That sounds awesome. > Yup. Desensitization due to slavery really rocks.

Stressful experiences make you stronger (or insane), and having a job that pushes you to improve yourself also makes you stronger, and having a job at all is a Good Thing. — why? Morals is about having the right to do everything you’re strong enough to do, or not. – Frank, french philosophy student

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Dolores wrote: > Antares wrote: > > Dolores wrote: > >>Antares wrote: > >>>I started my new job this week. Overall, it’s been a stressful > >>>experience. There’s a ton of stuff to learn, and I have extreme doubts > >>>about my ability to catch up in a reasonable amount of time. I’m > >>>getting the impression that the job was intended for someone who has > >>>twice as much experience as I do; perhaps they overestimate me? I > >>>might have oversold myself on the job interview. I’m scrambling to > >>>catch up but it’s not going well. > >>>Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not > >>>uncommon). > >>>On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very > >>>little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, > >>>loneliness, and so forth. > >>Wooo! That sounds awesome. > > Yup. Desensitization due to slavery really rocks. > Stressful experiences make you stronger (or insane) and having a job > that pushes you to improve yourself also makes you stronger, and having > a job at all is a Good Thing.

"Gosh, you’re an upbeat lady!" –Bill Murray, Groundhog Day

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Antares wrote: > Dolores wrote: >>Antares wrote: >>>Dolores wrote: >>>>Antares wrote: >>>>>I started my new job this week. Overall, it’s been a stressful >>>>>experience. There’s a ton of stuff to learn, and I have extreme doubts >>>>>about my ability to catch up in a reasonable amount of time. I’m >>>>>getting the impression that the job was intended for someone who has >>>>>twice as much experience as I do; perhaps they overestimate me? I >>>>>might have oversold myself on the job interview. I’m scrambling to >>>>>catch up but it’s not going well. >>>>>Also, it’s a start-up, so they work insane hours (9am-9pm is not >>>>>uncommon). >>>>>On the plus side, the work stuff is so stressful that I have very >>>>>little time for depressing thoughts about shyness, love-shyness, >>>>>loneliness, and so forth. >>>>Wooo! That sounds awesome. >>>Yup. Desensitization due to slavery really rocks. >>Stressful experiences make you stronger (or insane) and having a job >>that pushes you to improve yourself also makes you stronger, and having >>a job at all is a Good Thing. > "Gosh, you’re an upbeat lady!" > –Bill Murray, Groundhog Day

hahahaha! Or else insane. — why? Morals is about having the right to do everything you’re strong enough to do, or not. – Frank, french philosophy student