Too many fresh graves, pushed up daisies, and tired beat up conversations. Distracted by the past? I thought you were beyond that…move on already. I appreciate that some of you are refraining from that condemning tone…I find your restraint to be revolutionary. Let’s attend to more important details...now, where am I again?
p.s. 1037 BC
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«Oldest ‹Older 801 – 1000 of 1847 Newer› Newest»Bye guys<3
Yes Mia, it's good to acknowledge them when they have made the effort to send a sign.
Good story Mea.
PJ
bye paperheartxx
What if the one you love is lost to you forever, does that mean you just stop loving?????
NO, of course not. You love the people who are within your grasp.
It has nothing to do with settling...it has to do with having so much love in your heart and dying to find someone to give it to.
bye, paperheartxx!
I also dream a good bit about one of my best friends who committed suicide about 20 years ago. In the dreams, she is always laughing and joking and smiling, so I've always taken that to mean that she is happy now.
Hay Mayo!
What about you, any good ghost story's, I'm sure you have a few!
We would love to know your just as normal as we are.
Everyone lets dare Mayo to tell one.
PJ
Has anybody read Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy?
I love te truck driver whos is a rain god and doesn't know it. All he knows is that it semms to rain everywhere he goes. And he has documented countless different types of rain. All rain knows is that it loves him and wants to be near him.
Wouldn't it be strange if we were all the god of something and didn't know it. I am the godess of dust. That stuff definately wants to be near me, I can't get rid of it.
Dang, sock10! Maybe we should write a song around that whole idea.
No, wait, Crosby, Stills, and Nash already did... Sorry
Sdock10, I agree with you completely.
God my spelling in that last one was crap. going too fast I guess.
MissT, I must be the goddess of bizarre situations!
I knew what you meant, Miss T!
Come on, Mayo! Share one with us!
And you too, SS!
I have to go now!
I hope Mayo responds back.
Love and hugs to all, big smile.
PJ
I see where you're coming from, Sdock10. Maybe it's how you feel about love in general; I think everyone has love to give, but once bitten, twice shy, y'know?
Villanelle, Is bizarre stuff drawn to you?
I was once mugged by a fish. When I was little a coi carp jumped out of a tank and pinched my glove out of my hand. With one swish of it's tail it was back in the tank and everyone was laughing at me.
Bye anonymous.
Everyone is leaving us. they are dropping like flies. Was it something we said.
"Love the One you're with"
I'm just being silly
Well if the truck driver was the god of rain because it rain everywhere he went, I must be the goddess of dirty old men because they won't leave me alone.
Ha! MJ are you being bothered by dirty little old men? lol.
Martha! Eek! That's the scariest one I've heard yet!
All the time and if they aren't old they are crazy and perverted.
No fish involved in my bizarre experiences, at least until now... :D
Yes, mj, that's pretty scary!
Do they have those dirty brown macs on.
Agreed, Sister Midnite....but I always try to remember that there is always someone out there that needs to feel loved. People who have it around them all the time take it for granted that everyone has that....well, that's just not true. There are so many who don't know what unconditional love means.
So no matter how many times you get burned by love, you can't be scared of the flame. It just might be the warmth that someone needs...maybe even yourself.
BOO!!!
Same here with dirty old men, haha! The most strange thing is they always approach me while I'm visiting the cemeteries (wtf?)
Sdock.
Thanks.
You just made me cry.
Dirty brown macs, not sure what you mean.
When we cannot get what we love, we must love what is within our reach.
I don't think this means you settle for second best, I think sometimes what we believe we love can blind us to what may be right there waiting for us.
There is nothing wrong with wanting the best, but if you are awaiting something that is not possible, it can stand firmly in the way of recieving what we truly need.
"So no matter how many times you get burned by love, you can't be scared of the flame"
You play, you win. You play, you lose. You play.
(quoting one of my favourite books)
villanelle, maybe that's where they like to pick up chicks ha!
When I worked in fast food I had one tell me he wanted me on tpo of his sandwich. Rcenctly i had a guy at work tell me my hair smelled nice, I hadn't washed it yet and i was all sweaty and nasty from work.
Well, I've got to leave again, darn it! I wanna come back later this evening and hear some more ghost tales!
Hope everyone has a nice evening! Oh, and don't let that creature under your bed worry you any...
I mean Recently.
See ya later Mia!
missT I once had a day where I ran over a frozen fish, on the road in the middle of town, and was then abused by a hearse.
Here's a totally random thought.
When you read, is the voice that you hear in your head your own?
later Mia
I hope next dirty old man who approaches me is Mick Jagger... ha!
Wow ergoprxy, how does one get abused by a hearse?
MissT:
I cannot answer that this late in the day. By this point, I'm hearing voices period. I really have no idea, but I've never thought about it either.
Later Mia. Another one bites the dust.
Did anyone else get the this blog is unavailable message just now.
"When you read, is the voice that you hear in your head your own?"
Except when I'm reading Shakespeare's sonnets, then it's Alan Rickman's voice *drools*
Hi guys!
Sorry was unexpectedly called away!
Last week I was shopping in H&M with a friend. We got to the front of the queue to pay and we were chatting away. He put his purchases on the counter and reached into his jacket to get out his wallet and put that on the counter, still chatting and not paying attention.
The assistant and I looked at each other and started to giggle. It wasn't his wallet but a lump of cheese.
On noticing the dairy delight he too started giggling and of course I enquired if was intending to pay with cheese.
When the poor girl behind the counter recovered enough she informed him that cheese was not in fact a currency accepted at that store.
You probably had to be there, I haven't laughed so much in ages. He has no idea why the cheese was in his pocket, by the way!
m.
I guess you had to leave us. I hope you'll stop by again.
Thanks for the p.s.
It was exactly what I needed.
Love to you....
Mustard, I think by the tone of tonights stories you can tell that most of us hear voices ha!
Marthajones, time to change your perfume maybe. It is attracting the wrong type altogether.
I have done this post 3 times now, this time I'm saving it !!
Yes martha I have gotten it each time I try and post
MissT no it is not my voice
and the hearse flashed his lights at me as I changed lanes to get in front of it, I was late for uni, wasn't in the procession, had just run over a fish and needed to turn ahead.
I doubt the passenger minded
Ha! Cheese gromit.
Loved the story. Must remember when I go out to take the cheese.
Ergoproxy, do you mean horse?
I hear my voice most of the time but it changes based on what I read. I sometimes hear bells too.
Ha love it ergoproxy!
Yeah, I've had dificulties posting too.
Hey everybody,
Interested party, I missed you today. Please do come back. Your lateral perspectives, enhances my lineal style of thinking.
m
Welcome back. I was wondering. If we love what is within our reach, are we then satisfied, or do we continue to seek what we really want to love.
Oh, and guys your stories about your paranormal experiences sent shivers up my spine. *brrr*
I know my this story might be a late as you all have moved on to another topic. My grandmother once visited me in my dreams, but what was so special was the timing. I was probably into me second month of chemo and feeling badly (all hair gone and agony). My dream started of with me and her just chating in her living room like we usually did. Then suddenly the room went bright and she was in a white gown and my grandfather and mom (they all died with in 6 months of one another)where standing at her side. She grabbed my arm gently and said you are going to be okay, pray the rosary, pray the rosary. I was awaken by the smell of roses and tears running down my face. I woke my husband and told him about my dream. He turned on the lights and looked at the clock -- it was 12:30 am the exact one year anniversary of her death. I knew then that I would be okay. I have been in remission for 2 years. And I have never forgotten that dream.
p.
I think the voice is mostly mine. Whenever I read Robert Rankin stuff the voice in my head develops a much broader yorkshire accent. I don't know why cos his stories are set in Brentford, London.
Sorry, by the time it let me post you'd explained the hearse!
Glad it wasn't a horse, was a bit disturbed!
wow anonymous, that is lovely. dreams are the easiest way for the spirits to appear to us.
The only dreams I don't like are the mundane ones where your dead ones are still alive and when you wake up you have to face the fact that they are gone all over again.
Yes this was a very special dream. It felt so real and felt so at peace afterwards. And she was right. I am okay!
P.
SOOOOOOO glad to hear that anonymous.
Thanks Miss Tot.
P.
It's been a pleasure to share in all your stories, guys!
Gonna try and get some sleep now. Bye!
Hey! another spooky fact. All the women on my mum's side of the family going back generations have all died in March.
Hey guys!
I'm glad to hear you are in remission P! *hugs* That dream sounds like it meant alot to you, I'm really glad you had it=]
Bye dei gratia!
Sweet ghostly dreams dei gratia.
How many of us are still here, head count. It seems like we are dropping like flies at an alarming rate tonight.
Thankyou Mayo,
My beseeching did not go unheard then. A new post to distract from the old. So are we still on for Saturday ?
I'm leaving too, time to sleep!
Bonne nuit
Good night dei
Good night villanelle
Goodnight Villanelle!
Apologies,
Good evening all, I'm not stopping, had a very bad day.
See you on the morrow.
TTFN
Bye villanelle. good night and sweet dreams.
Actually, I'm off too. It's not far off 1:00 am so it's beddybyes for me.
Well said, Sdock10. I love all of you guys, does that count?
When I said once bitten/twice shy, I was only talking about the 'being in love' kind of love. Been there, done that, don't particularly care to try again. It's not that my expectations are too high, it's just that everyone I know lives somewhere too far away. :(
Y'all can laugh if you want, but I'm intrigued by the idea of soulmates. If such a concept exists, I was fortunate enough to find mine some years ago. Even though it would never have worked out (he lives half a country away from me), I have really good memories. Maybe one day I'll meet someone else who makes me feel that way, but if not?
"I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone".
Like a lot of you have already said, this song hit me right in the heart. I was feeling pretty low the first time I heard it, and it made me think, wow, there's someone else out there who feels the same way I do! And then I came here, and met you guys, and found out that there are more of us (who feel like this) than I ever dreamed was possible.
I'm still a little disappointed that the guy who sang those words with such passion may not really believe in them, but whatev. ^^-
Bye GS, sorry to hear your day was bad. I hope tomorrow is better.
Good night miss t and Gn have sweet dreams.
Sister Midnite.
It seems like you took the words right out of my mouth. I've never felt "love" love. I'm only 15, so I have lots of time to experience it.
But, when I came here, I was thinking to myself exactly what you were thinking. We all must be here for a reason. We have to be.
I'm still a little disappointed that the guy who sang those words with such passion may not really believe in them, but whatev.
I am disappointed as well. But it is his life he is leading, he makes his own choices, some good, some bad.
Sweet dreams Miss T, and GS!
<3
Sister Midnite, I understand completely where you are coming from and don't think that I don't get cynical. I have my moments...if nothing else I'm damn sure spastic.
This place sure has been good for me and I'm so glad that I've met such great people here....and of course you know how I feel about you, co-capt midnite. This blog lights us when you come in. Now if we can just get S&V20 back....I hope she knows how much she is missed.
Thanks, PaperHeartxx.
The reason we came here became OUR reason. :)
Aww, thank you, Sdock10. *HUGZ* Dr. Nut, I look for your posts every day, because your words make me believe again.
I'm headed for home now, back later everyone!
I shell return in 30.
Exactly sister midnite!
Byee<3
Byee Martha!<3
Hey everyone!
How are you all today?
Hey Entropy!
I'm just ducky! How are you?
=]
(i don't even know what ducky means)
I too believe people come into your lives for a reason.
And in soulmates, though they may not be lovers. A person you connect to in a deep meaningful way, that transcends normal relationships.
If it is a lover, then that is a bonus, but I don't think that is what everyone needs. There is a fated pattern to our lives, but we may stray and it is up to us to decipher the signs leading us back to our destiny. Some find it and some fail.. that is the challenge
ugarLoveman's back
ducky = you've gone quackers
( oh dear I crack myself up)
Lmfao wow, you complete me Entropy:P
You crack me up as well:P
Hmm.. I don't quite get Lovemans new blog..
Ergo, that was brilliant!
ok smack me down and call me speedbump, but why are some names in blue and some in purple?
(on the blog page, not the post comment one)
You've gone quackers paperheart?
Haha. I'm good.
Wow, loveman is back,hm.
Huh??
:S
Ergo- the purple means you clicked on their name at one point.
Was the 'huh?' to me me PH?
:)
oh I thought it would be something really obvious !
anyway i'll check in a bit on and off in a while, have to go do some work
bye !
Bye Ergo!
Bye Ergo!
hello everybody how are you all today. my eyes hurt from catching up. i have not been in here for 24hours which was not good laugh so much went one
#8
Haha no entropy! It was at ergoproxy with the purple and blue thing.
Bye Ergo!
Hey FS!!
Hey fimble, how's it going besides the eyes burning?
Haha, ok, just making sure PH.
Haha okay entropy!=]
hello everyone!
after a long, fun day up in the city (did anyone else get tua #2 today? ^.^), i came home, sit down to catch up,
and it's dark out,
and raining,
and cold...
and what are you all doing?
telling ghost stories!
:O
thanks.
*turns on every light in the place*
Awwh tourjours! It was really fun!=]
*hugs*
Hey toujours!
I was thinking about TUA, but I got off work kinda late and didn't want to bother,I will probable get it tomorrow though.
How is it?
i get really spooked out by ghost stories. i get goosebumps and my ickle hairs stand up and back of my kneck. anyhoot they are good to read. oooooohhhhhhhhhhh
thanks, paperheartxx! *huggles*
entropy, i don't know! D:
i haven't had a chance to read it because i've been trying to catch up! lol
it's laying right here, staring at me.
can a comic book chastise?
I love that "ickle hairs." Mind if I borrow that term in the real world?
Haha FS, I know! Some of them were real hair raisers!
I am going to cry! lol I cannot keep up with 2 missed days of posting!
Awwh magic pie, its okay! nothing really drastic happened!
*hugs*
Aw, magic.
I'm sorry.
I'm off for the night guys! Sweet dreams to all!
Goodnight Mayo,
Goodnight everyone
<3
Goodnight Paperheart!
Sleep well.
Goodnight Paperheartxx!
So, Mayo, is it just us for a bit?
What did you think of today's banter? Anything strike a nerve or make you laugh? People let you into a personal part of their lives, very easily and very open.
Care to play truth or dare with the late crowd?
Hi everybody
So love man is talking about us.
Hands up anyone who thinks Mayo should chose the next topic of conversation?
*raises hand* It's his idea, after all. What do you say, Mayo?
**************
Personally, though, I've been enjoying the ghost stories.
Hi everybody
So love man is talking about us.
First Mayo, now Love Man. Seriously, they just can't get enough of us ;)
Yes, Mayo can choose the next topic if he wishes. I'll play.
I, too, enjoyed the ghost stories :)
Love Woman has issues with us as well.
I don't think I've ever read Love Woman's blog.
We're e famous. Does that mean i get my own brigade of fan girls. I could cause a lot of chaos if i did.
i could rule the e world.
OK, ok I'll fangirl for you:
Martha - U R the BeSt in te whorld. LIke, ohMIgod! Can I stand by U?
Hahaha. i will need a name for my little group of fan girls. Got any suggestion
Hey Martha!
Haha, e-famous.
Loveman sucks, he really does.
Thanks for the re-assurance, Ladies! I did read about some of the craziness but I couldn't get past half the page.
Jonesin for Martha?
Mayo, they have left your blog for Loveman's blog.
I'm glad to see that I'm not the only with issues...and that Loveman hasn't lost the knack for crypticness.
Hello jen entropy and rw.
I love that one Jen you can be my #1. When I'm away you can lead the fangirls. I'll even let you use them to reak havok on your enemies.
Oooh goody! Do I need to drop a few IQ points and forget how to spell - or can I just hang?
When we cannot get what we love, we must love what is within our reach.
"Tell me just how dangerous is second best? You've settled for less, and I'm sure you'll settle again."
ILU ADAM.
Sister Midnite, are we the same person? That line "I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone" meant so much to me when I first heard it that I sort of adopted it as my anthem. I felt like, Wow, someone else feels the same way about not settling, not finding "completion in convention." (Your words, Mayo.) Imagine my surprise when the writer of those lyrics turned out to be a shuddering mess of neediness and desperation.
Spooky story coming up, guys, if you still don't mind. ^_^ It's kind of a long one. Just have to take the doggies out and have my "evening lunch" and then I'll type that bad boy up. ^_^
Beautiful stories so far, you guys. ^_^
p.s. Love Man is getting stunningly easy to understand. She's basically saying "Look at all the fankiddies thinking they're gonna save Gerard Way at his fake blog! STUPID PEOPLE!"
I wonder how Love Man would feel if I revealed a thing or two. ^_^
You can just hang. i will need some who can help me make my plans for world domination.
Can I make you a srteet team martha?
Mwhahahaha! I can tell you that word domination involves monkeys.
Yes, the more the merrier. What do you guys want to do first. World domination or jest messing with people.
I know theres a unicorn out there that needs to be taken care of.
Kapunua,
It's really sad because I was just sitting here thinking that now Loveman just sounds like a bitter bitch.
Monkeys i love monkeys.
Kapunua, you just revealed "Love Man"'s identity by revealing that "he" is a "she". Have you realized what you have done? ^_^
Hello jen entropy and rw.
Hi Martha :)
^Sorry that ws late. I just got out of the shower.
Love Man does suck. For one thing, I do not trust her.
Love Man would surprise you. Why wouldn't I blow the whistle? Because even though she's a smug little thing with a bad grasp on language and spelling, she's still telling the truth about G-Way and I think that it needs to be told, that's all.
Okay, I'm gonna type up my spooky story once I'm done with my cereal, hang on!
Where are my manners? Hello once again everyone. ^_^
That is true Kapunua, but at this point, she could be turning on us. We may never know. It is beginning to sound like it from reading her current blog.
Haha BC, Hey!
How is it going today?
Yeah Kapunua.....BEWARE the wrath of Loveman...oooohhhhh!
Imagine my surprise when the writer of those lyrics turned out to be a shuddering mess of neediness and desperation.
Whe Gerard speaks, it often comes across to me not so much as someone stating a deeply-held belief, but rather as someone who desperately hopes that if they say it loud enough, often enough, and with enough conviction then that will make it true.
Don't worry about love man jonesin for Martha will protect you. you don't want to mess with my fan girls.
they'll choke a bitch.
Hey, Jenn, mj, entropy, everybody!
How is everyone?
Hi star. I'm fine and you.
Hey star!
I'm doing good,you?
RW...agree
Yeah, Jonesin for Martha girls will sic flying monkeys on their asses!
I think when Gerard speaks, it is that he desperately wants to believe it but can't.
if they say it loud enough, often enough, and with enough conviction then that will make it true.
actually, that's called creative visualization, and it's quite effective.
I'm good. Taking a break from packing. We're moving from a one bedroom apartment to a two bedroom. I was surprised because they are usually hard to come by, but I found out that the previous renter died... in the apartment. How appropriate is that for this evening?!
Nothing to lose is a path you can choose and it feels just right at the time.
Then one day you awake with a fear you can't shake,
you're an actor forgetting your lines.
You were a star when you started,
so bright eyed and ready but now you just can't seem to shine.
Nothing to lose is a path that you choose and it feels just right at the time.
But can you still remember your very first kiss
or the future you hoped for when we were still kids?
Stay young, stay young.
There are constants like gravity, heartbreak and shame,
you can never out-run them,
they're part of your name like lessons you learn from a past you can't change,
stay young, stay young for a lifetime of paying dues and ruthless reviews,
yeah it's hard not to end up a cynic
when everyone's too scared to walk in your shoes
but can work up the nerve to be critics.
Oh, can you still remember your very first kiss
or the future you hoped for when we were still kids?
Stay young, stay young - no, don't lose you heart.
Don't lose your soul. Don't give up control.
It's the business end of a loaded gun, facing tomorrows of black,
useless lungs with nothing but lies left on tips of our tongues,
stay young, stay young! Oh can you still remember your very first kiss
or the future you hoped for when we were still kids
trying to keep up our innocence in this fucked up world?
Stay young, stay young, stay young...
"I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone"
It's sad, because I don't think he's ever really believed that.
actually, that's called creative visualization, and it's quite effective.
But only if you believe it.
Interesting that you mentioned this, as I had wondered if this is something he might have gotten from a therapist.
It's sad, because I don't think he's ever really believed that.
but he believed in it enough at one point to write that, and the others believed enough along with him to create a song that made all of us believe in it.
that's powerful.
maybe we just need to return the favor? i mean, who hasn't lost belief in themselves at one point or another in their lives?
Toujours, you said it better than I ever could have.
maybe we just need to return the favor? i mean, who hasn't lost belief in themselves at one point or another in their lives?
At one point or another, yes. But perpetually, with only the odd moment of self-confidence?
But only if you believe it.
well, that's where the repetition comes into play. my favorite quote on the subject:
"Affirmations? That's where you lie to yourself until it's true."
-Linda Moakes
"Affirmations? That's where you lie to yourself until it's true."
I don't think this is the only path to self-confidence. It works for a lot of people, I'm sure, but possibly not everyone.
"I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone"
I think he wants to believe it. But walking this world alone can be very scary if you don't know how to already do it.
It seems as if he was trying to step out and be bold, (I think I can, I think I can) when inside he just wasn't ready for the jump.
But perpetually, with only the odd moment of self-confidence?
unfortunately, that describes how i feel about myself all too well, so it's possible.
resurrected wreck, i'm sorry i keep throwing your words back at you -- i feel like i'm beginning to sound like a bulldog, and that is most certainly not my intent.
feel free to call me an opinionated bitch, ok? :)
It seems as if he was trying to step out and be bold, (I think I can, I think I can) when inside he just wasn't ready for the jump.
I agree.
I believe he has it in him to really live by those words. He just hasn't figured out how yet.
are you guys trying to say that loveman is that little misspelling bitch eliza.
Yes, I think he's on his way, just not there yet. Is anybody?
resurrected wreck, i'm sorry i keep throwing your words back at you -- i feel like i'm beginning to sound like a bulldog, and that is most certainly not my intent.
feel free to call me an opinionated bitch, ok? :)
Lol. No worries :) Actually, I was beginning to think that maybe I was being too argumentative.
I bet Loveman has been smug because of all the hospital shit.
Anonymous - I don't know. Has anybody asked Love Man for hair cut tips?
I think those words are more a rebuttal to something said to him. i'll show you I can be alone and I don't need anyone is another way that it could be taken.
Wonder if people are too hard on Love Man. Now I want to IM him/her.
Anonymous - go for it and report back.
HELLS no, Love Man is not Eliza.
But walking this world alone can be very scary if you don't know how to already do it.
that's so very true, as i am discovering for myself.
everytime i really listen to those lyrics, the thing that pops up in my head is, "ok, but how?"
if i don't know how to do to it, why should i expect anyone else to know either?
it's actually quite comforting to see others bumbling at it like i am!
Anyway.
Okay, so here's my spooky story! I have to start with a few details. I've got about fifty or so cousins, it's a huge family. But on my father's side, I was my grandmother's last grandchild, and also her favorite. She died when I was around 9 months old or so, maybe a bit older (because apparently I was talking at the time and had asked about it--but then I began talking early and often and have not stopped for a breath since.) Anyway, I remember her funeral. I surprised my parents many years ago when I described what Grandma had been wearing at her wake, even down to the shawl she had on. I have a looooong memory. Another weird detail is that I've grown up to look exactly like her.
The other detail I need to tell you is that since I was a kid up until around college or a little after, I walked in my sleep. I still talk in my sleep--and laugh, and punch and kick and dance and apparently rollerblade at one point--but I used to be a walker. (My relationship with sleep has always been weird. G-Way thinks it was rough at the Paramour? Try dreaming ghosts all the time! It's part of why "Sleep" is one of my favorite songs by them.) My Mom would wake up in the small hours and find me babbling in the middle of the kitchen floor. I had been told that Grandma had gone to heaven and I remember I thought that heaven was the moon, so I used to talk to the moon thinking she was in there. (I have never claimed to be stable.)
Anyway, so she died in '73 or so. In '75 I was three (don't bother doing the math; I'll be 35 next week,) and my parents had decided that we were going to take a family trip to Disneyworld. They made all the reservations and got the plane tickets. I don't recall that I was excited, because I'm not sure I fully understood what "vacation" meant or what an airplane would be like or what Disneyworld was, but my parents were really psyched for all of us to go.
Then, about a week before the trip was supposed to happen, my Mom found me in the kitchen again, sitting on the floor and babbling. She asked me who I was talking to and I told her I was talking to Grandma. This of course freaked her out, but my Mom and Da are pretty open to things like this, so she just asked me what Grandma had to say. I told her, "Grandma says not to go. She said the plane is going to fall out of the sky." Those, she says, were my exact words: "The plane is going to fall out of the sky."
Well of course both of my parents got freaked out about this and they started to consider maybe canceling this trip, even though they would have lost the money etc. It pretty much sucked because they'd been looking forward to it, but I would insist: Grandma said no.
It ended up not being their decision anyway. A few days before we were supposed to go, I came down with a fever of 105. I actually remember this, too; I remember sleeping in my parents' bed; I remember that I didn't feel sick or anything, but I knew I was and I hated it, I hated the fuss. I clearly remember my Mom talking on the phone in their bedroom, talking to the doctor. I remember them canceling the trip. I don't recall that I was upset about it at all.
This was the returning flight that we were supposed to be on.
The other really eerie thing is that my brother--whom I had not met and wouldn't even be aware of until another five years--was also supposed to have been on that flight. I don't remember why he didn't make his trip either, but obviously he didn't. It would have been one hell of a thing, my Da seeing his son who would have been almost a stranger to him at that time (his ex wife was such a villain,) and me even finding out that I had siblings and then, well, the rest of what happened.
That's my spooky story; that was me, the little seer. I actually kind of have a ton of personal stories like that; almost all of them involve disasters, none of them are ever really nice. Big families always have a lot of death in them; my paternal grandfather said that after my baby cousin Christina died of leukemia. He said that you have to expect people to be dying all the time at all ages when you have that many people in two generations. (After Christina died, years after, there were phone calls from her. But that's a completely different story as well.)
I hope I didn't freak you guys out too badly, but judging by the stuff you guys wrote, your own stories, I haven't! Because yours are just as spooky as mine. ^_^
toujours - everybody bumbles. Some just hide it better than others.
Jennicula said...
I think when Gerard speaks, it is that he desperately wants to believe it but can't.
He's trying. You can hear it in his voice when he sings live. I heard it when he was here in Calgary in May.
That's all we can really ask for, isn't it? That he's at least trying to walk his talk?
-Amyranth
It gets easier. At least that's what I've found. But it does often involve a radical change in your way of thinking.
Ha. Told her people are assuming she's Eliza.
Went
' Oh yes. I go down on the guys with my lovely mullet. Helps me get enough money to shave off the sideburns.'
Listen, if Loveman is someone who got their heart broken then I feel for them. If they are speaking on behalf of someone who got their heart broken and is sick and/or dying, then I still feel for them. But just spit the shit out already and move on. If they are out to bring him down, then by GOD do it. If he is the shittiest person on the face of the earth and we shouldn't bother with saving him, then at least tell everyone why. This bullshit game of "I know someting you don't know" and you all are too blind and stupid to figure it out is old and tired.
I am doing wonderfully swell todaty, entropy. How about you? ^_^
resurrected wreck said...
Actually, I was beginning to think that maybe I was being too argumentative.
hehehe -- i think we were both the good kind of argumentative!
MarthaJones said...
I think those words are more a rebuttal to something said to him. i'll show you I can be alone and I don't need anyone is another way that it could be taken.
that's very insightful. i hadn't thought of it that way before. you've given me something new to mull over!
if not eliza then is loveman "Kat"
Listen, if Loveman is someone who got their heart broken then I feel for them. If they are speaking on behalf of someone who got their heart broken and is sick and/or dying, then I still feel for them. But just spit the shit out already and move on. If they are out to bring him down, then by GOD do it. If he is the shittiest person on the face of the earth and we shouldn't bother with saving him, then at least tell everyone why. This bullshit game of "I know someting you don't know" and you all are too blind and stupid to figure it out is old and tired.
QFT. For the whole thing. I didn't want this to get lost in the mix.
I don't think it's Kat. She explains that, that is a close friend of hers and she makes the hospital visits often.
Who knows. Someone else IM. I suck with words.
Kapunua - excellent story. It gave me the heebie-jeebies! You showed me your and I'll show you mine.
Anonymous - haha thanks for getting back. Mullet and sideburns are quite a visual.
No, she's not "Kat" either. Tch! Who cares anymore? We've most of us got him figured out anyway. He's a screw up, we feel bad about that. He's a sell out and he uses people. We don't feel quite so bad.* Love Man isn't giving us anything new.
*Speaking for myself here.
Maybe she already has gotten the bullshit out? I mean, honestly--what has she dangled in front?
One of the first people to have the shit to explain of Gerard's tactics.
Shitting on her just shows Gerard's level. Totally see more fans commenting more of helping him though.
Doubt she wants 'help'. Still.
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