Lonely Loneliness

Adaping to "fall-back" time.

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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… > <Aldous Huxley quote> > "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." > </Aldous Huxley quote> > 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… <Aldous Huxley quote> "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." </Aldous Huxley quote> 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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