We are all in some way the same. Any of us can be traced on parchment and placed over another and the outline will match, at some point. Keep turning the page until it fits just right. Call it coincidence, if you will.
I can hold you up against me and often the lines match up perfect.
The following is an excerpt from an old handwritten journal.
Yesterday I saw my reflection and waited for an answer. I stood there like an idiot, swaying and staring. It took a while, but what I found was strength and self-respect. The bags packed themselves and walked right out the door. My hand held tightly to all that really mattered, my own heart. All of my abandon had left the poor thing in a sad state, atrophied. But if I am patient and use it a little more each day it will regain its once youthful bounce. It will be fit for giving...forgiving. Forgiving.
(I needed the white noise as well.)
p.s. it is yours and no one can take it away.
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How are all of you??!!
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then "layout"
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Hello Mya.
Mya, Mya, Mya!!
-A
Amyranth, Amyranth, Amyranth!
Hi Mya
I'm good how are you?
Haha!
How've you been?
-A
I'm fine, Ergo! Good to see you!
So what kind of shizzle has been going on here lately?
amy you can do it as "add a gadget" too, to the side
I have to go get ready for bed. If I don't get some sleep, I'll never make it through another crappy day of work. :(
I feel better after hanging out here. You guys always cheer me up. :)
Have a good night everyone!
Hey, does SS ever pop in anymore?
Nite, Andrea!
Ergo, I just sent you an email.
SS hasn't been about for a while Mya
must be busy time of year.
goodnight andrea sweet dreams
amy if you find someone to make the stamp let me know!
and I added a pic to my blog now, I felt it needed a shark
got it mya
and replied
you still go on aim ever?
No, I never go on aim... Like, I never come here anymore...
I don't know, I just lost the fire, I suppose...
I do play a lot of (other) games online though.
I like this:
Yesterday I saw my reflection and waited for an answer. I stood there like an idiot, swaying and staring. It took a while, but what I found was strength and self-respect. The bags packed themselves and walked right out the door. My hand held tightly to all that really mattered, my own heart. All of my abandon had left the poor thing in a sad state, atrophied. But if I am patient and use it a little more each day it will regain its once youthful bounce. It will be fit for giving...forgiving. Forgiving.
well if you ever do I'm usually on from about an hour ago early in the week
I chat to a mate in the states nearly every day after she finishes work.
But I'm working at the high school 3 days a week now (wed thur fri) so I am not around much those days - or their US equivalent lol
I'm not really sure if I can remember my password for aim...
I'll try tomorrow, OK?
How is the rest of the gang?
And Mayo?
Ergo, since you are the great chef, I must tell you that there is one restaurant here that has the absolute best grilled lamb chops ever! With just the perfect, ever so slight amount of lemon and rosemary! They also have the best Oysters Rock!
I ate there this past Saturday night and it was sooooooooo good!
everyone seems pretty good,
cruising on with life
mayo appears ok, though gave us a riddle he hasn't seen fit to give the answer to yet
maybe a new post soon?
maybe the answer?
- YOU LISTENING MAYO!!!!!
I LOOOOOOOOOVE lamb
it's probably my favourite meant
Where's the riddle?
Tell me how you would prepare lamb chops, Ergo!
Man, I love to stumble upon deals at the super market when lamb chops are within a day or two of the expiry date. That's the only time I can afford to buy them!
Sorry for buggering off for a bit!
I just added the precious few pictures I had on my cellphone from Warped, feel free to buzz by and take a peek.
So, anyway.
That riddle, um... It was about chess. I think it was, anyway.
But what do I know?
-A
Oh I'm not sure ow, it was lastpost at 3:54 I think, but it was reposted a few times, something about a bowl of looking glass milk and having 3 faults, it was a what am i
and I love lamb chops with a greek seasoning and a greek salad.
or marinated in lemon garlic rosemary and olive oil and bbq'd
I'm heading off to bed now. It is late and my daughter starts school tomorrow.
Take care!
Here it is.
A dish full of looking glass milk
For me to lap up clean.
A taste that I acquired
During a late night dream.
I have three plain faults
For all of you to see.
Not for you to wallow in
But for which to seize.
-A
Ergo, have you ever heard of a bottled seasoning called Cavender's Greek Seasoning? It is really good, but it has a little too much pepper for my taste so I have to go light on it.
Sounds like some kind of Alice in Wonderland Trip to me! LOL!
I am no good with riddles...
I will let my daughter try and crack this one!
I don't have that one but I do have one I use here, it's by masterfoods, it's not really peppery but pretty garlicy
sweet dreams Mya
Amy I went to your blog and went - there are no pics?
then I realised it was links
*duh*
Good Night, Girls!
P.S. I LOVE Garlic!
Amy LOVE the pics!
and the comments for each one. the punk rule is universal too!
and horny dragonflies - novel!
Goodnight Mya!
Ergo, BAHAHAHHAHAA! Good one!
-A
Ergo, nothing says Warped like hot dragonfly sex.
And for the love of GOD, Do not, EVER, google Placenta! Just... DON'T!
AGH!
-A
O_O
Or Amniotic Sac.
Please. Just, don't.
>_<
-A
haha
amy I will not ask why, I don't need to know
O_o
must be off, promised I'd let my girl play Barbie, but I'm going to guide her to a spongebob game I was told about instead
see you when I can, work tomorrow
then titoring
take care
♥
See you later Ergo!
-A
actually Matt McConoughy kept the placenta and intends to bury it in the garden and plant a tree over it
because he saw an aboriginal tribe over here who had a placenta tree by a river where the ones from the tribe were always buried, and it was really healthy
also he is a bit strange...
A bit?
Hoo boy.
Hey again guys, just a quick note before I sign off for the night. Thankfully, my headache is easing a bit. Take care Ergo.
Now I am signing off for real. Goodnight Amy, sweet dreams. Goodnight everyone.
Sugarplum: thank you for the congrats. I hope you're well? Hugs and kisses to you *smothers with sloppy kisses* and yeah, I miss Killer. I'm pathetic :p
Miss T: my English chum, thank you for the congrats too. You are a sweetheart *hugs* I hope you have a wonderful week.
Night!
Goodnight BC! Enjoy your sleep!
-A
There is a familiar growl, laced with a soft purr, at my feet. Lear is slightly awake, and wondering where the party has gone. His stretches lend to the isometric, and he strolls confidently off to bed.
I stifle a yawn. A slow, lazy extension of my own arms and legs reminds me of the late hour. Again.
Collecting the few glasses, I meander out to the kitchen, where a cool breeze wafts in from the screened patio. The air is slightly salty, and I can hear the drowsy lapping of the lake that borders on the back edge of the property.
The chill in the late hour is refreshing, enough to make me want to climb into my quilted blankets with a good book.
Elena's left her books on the kitchen table, along with a long cold cup of coffee. J forgot to put her Oreos in the fridge too.
Double Stuf. Ergo will be jealous.
Andrea's work shoes by the back door are moved to the front. BC has left her bathroom renovation catalogs on the hutch in the main hallway, I'll slip those into her little mailbox.
I can hear a warm drone coming from L's room upstairs, the television or the radio. A quick stroll down the wooden framed hall reveals slow, quiet breaths from most rooms.
Some are still and achingly silent. Dust on the doorknob.
Stopping at the stairs that lead to the third floor, I can see a warm yellow glow, like a slice of lemon meringue pie.
There is only the barest sound of scratching, as if it were a sharp tip on paper. The occasional intake of breath reveals another person fighting off sleep unsuccessfully.
I stifle a final yawn and make my way down the carpeted stairs in the dim light.
Above me, a creak, and the door to the upstairs room glides shut.
I smile softly to myself.
"Goodnight Lovelies, Mayo, and SS."
Then, I remember.
I check the screened patio, but it is dim. Cold. Nobody has been here.
I sigh and think to myself "Oh well. Maybe tomorrow."
Goodnight House.
Goodnight Lovelies.
Goodnight Lear, and Mayo and SS and all the rest.
Rest.
-A
Amy that is beautiful
really beautiful
♥
And, to you as well.
The little plastic plates, as usual, got on my last nerve.
The room was too fucking crowded and I was the elephant.
Small talk, I hate that shit.
in limbo. well join the club
hiya Mayo
I am the walrus?
hope you find your place
and hi anon, Club Limbo huh? Does it have a spa?
Morning, Mayo
I was going to put an exclamation point up there but it's too fucking early for excitment and shit.
HI sdock
How are you?
how's tuesday looking?
what's the storm doing?
haha few questions for you
good morning.
it always makes me jump a little to see mayo's name in the comments. he does like to sneak up one, doesn't he?
Mayo,
You made me 'have a sad' this morning. :(
I don't know. Ask the unicorn. ^_~
Morning everyone!
Hey ya Ergo,
How was Tuesday night? How are ya?
I'm sleepy. Like really sleepy.
Tuesday is looking to be aggravating, but maybe I'm wrong.
Ummm I just caught a quick glimpse of the storm and it's supposed to move across Florida at 2am on Wednesday, so I dunno. I know there will still be lots of rain and wind. We'll just have to keep a very close eye on it today.
Hey Smoke, Hey TJ
Again, no !'s because it's too damn early.
'morning, smoke.
'morning, sdock.
when are you guys planning on leaving?
Tomorrow morning sometime, I think TJ.
Morning Solly, Ergo and TJ!
I have not had my coffee yet.
Grrrrr.
were the little plastic plates those type that are really not big enough to actually hold anything substantial?
Then after you do eat a couple of the pretentious morsels lain out in a feng shui approved arrangement that you were able to fit onto the ridiculously undersized tablewear you have to balance the empty plate while holding a drink in the other hand because you cannot find anywhere to put the empty plate that doesn't look like it's part of the decor.
And you are unsure as to whether it is the done thing to go back and get more on the same plate,as that will make you look as though you haven't been fed for a week as the other guests appear to survive on air or if you should use a new plate,
Thus contributing to the destruction of the environment which is probably what the host is passionate about, if they aren't boasting about the new renovations they are doing or planning, or how absolutely brilliant their children are.
You smile politely and nod as you catch a snippet of conversation that seems to have been directed at you, all the while wishing the earth would swallow you up and take you to anywhere that would have to be more enjoyable than where you are right now?
or is that just me?
hi smoke hi TJ!
well sdock
tuesday night is quite chilly, it's 8:30 pm and I had a lovely dinner of chilli with rice, sour cream cheese and avocado
I'm not really tired yet, and Dr G medical examiner just started
how are you smoke and TJ
Ergo,
I think you just described it perfectly.
I always end up wandering around looking for an empty place to sit and there is none. So, I have to hold the plate and the cup and somehow manage to eat. Not with a fork, but with my fingers. Try to find what looks like a friendly crowd but nothing about these people is familiar and right now they all make me want to stab them in the eye with my plastic fork.
And am I the only one who gets their plate all fixed up, a glass of whatever, a fork, but somehow can't remember to get a fucking napkin?
Tomorrow morning sometime, I think TJ.
well, i know you guys will be careful -- but geez! be careful! :)
ergo, hi, neat to see you now, huh? i keep thinking about the plates, too.
mayo (are you lurking?), sometimes i get hooked the weirdest details of what you say.
myself, i always find a spot and then inhabit it like i was planyed there by god.
sdock no you are not the only one.
and plastic knives never cut, plastic fork appear to have no forking abilities at all and the plates are designed to be unable to be balanced on any part of your body without tipping alarmingly with any attempt at food removal.
planted.
more coffee is necessary, clearly.
Oh, and here is the best part, when you're going through the litte food line, being herded through there like cattle, I always manage to drop a meatball or glob of something on the table cloth.
Plop! It drops and rolls.
Maybe no one saw that.
Or...I watch everyone else and they are moving through the line with ease and I can never manage to get the tongs to pick up the food and transfer it to my plate.
TJ the typo fairy got you! :)
I usually stay to the outside too, until I find someone I know, hopefully. Otherwise I just kind of hover and try to remain inconspicuous and avoid people. Worst is when everyone else seems to know each other, I feel totally uncomfortable, at mixed gatherings I usually end up with the guys. "Women" talk is not my thing
haha
I'd rather it on the cloth instead of me, I never ever wear white lol
I try to hide out too, but I can feel the glaring eyeballs piercing through my flesh. And the whispers are magnified 1000 times and sound like screams.
"Isn't she so and so? No, she's the other one. You're thinking about her sister. Oh, yeah. She never did get married, did she? No, I don't think so. Never had any kids either. Is she still working at the same place? Yeah, I think so. Do you know what I heard? What? I heard that she is back living at home again. Really? Yeah, apparently her boyfriend dumped her. What? I didn't even know she had a boyfriend."
Motherfuckers, I CAN HEAR YOU!!!!!!!
i can chat with anyone, but it takes me forever to warm up, and just when i've hit my stride, it's time to go.
timing's off.
toujours, many are like yourself.
you will find that people who like to talk alot, mainly say things of little value anyway.
yep. timing's always off. :/
I don't like small talk either. Not good at it. Ask me something meaningful (I may or may not give you a truthful answer) and I'm fine with that. Small talk makes me nervous. Go figure. My husband on the other hand has it down to an art form.
We went to a Chicago Bulls game one time in Atlanta. By the end of the game he was sharing snacks with a couple he was sitting beside. He talks to people like he's known them for years. It's really quite fascinating to watch sometimes.
Goober.
it's easier to say things of little value, 7:01. no one wants to hear what you really have to say, i've found.
Made him a damn fine car salesman. Bwah!
Big Goober.
some may, some may not... but then, you may never know who is really listening
TJ,
People only hear what they want to hear. People will come in my office and say "Can I ask you a question?" And I know right then and there, they don't want to hear the right answer. They want me to tell them some bullshit.
Frustrates me.
Smoke is telling the truth about her hubby. He can talk to anyone. A N Y O N E! Sometimes I am envious of that.
it would be of great comfort, 7:07, to think that there was someone who is interested in what one has to say. to be really heard, that would be a rare gift.
sdock, that's why you've got to be good at just telling people what they think you're going to say anyway. saves so much time in the long run.
Welp, have a great day everyone!
Mayo,
Wanna take a ride wit me? Yes, wit me? To Orlando? Ohhh, come on!
SS,
Miss you like whoah! Hope you are doing okay!
Later peeps!
Mayo,
Gotta head out to work. Yeah, those fuckers will start looking for me if I'm not there bright eyed and bushy tailed at 8 am.
Since you are neither here nor there, I am going to leave you with something I wrote a few weeks back.
Hanging Out On The Corner of No and Where
That's where you'll find me
Would you like to sit with me?
We can wait together
I have no idea what it is that we are waiting for, but surely we will know it when we see it. I hope we both don't see a different "it" at the same time. Your it may be the right one and I will be thinking mine is and I will go the wrong way and be lost as fuck. Not that I know where I am going anyways. I mean how is it that I ended up here?
And if I know where I am, am I really lost?
We can totally people watch too. Strange characters, these inhabitants of this place. Or maybe, I'm just the one who doesn't fit in. Maybe I should trim the edges a bit and make all the pieces fit. I could get used to it here.
And besides....
Who wants to be on the corner of some and where anyways?
Hope you find the place where you need to be, Mayo. God knows I'm still looking for it.
Love to YOU Always,
S
p.s. The voices that I hear are usually the ones in my head.
i'll be needing to go soon, too (which is why i'm trying to scarf down the bagel i just heated up).
bye sdock, bye smoke. have a good day.
bye smoke and sdock
have a good day
you too TJ - remember to chew
I can talk once I feel comfortable, but I've gotten into the habit of forcing myself to say hello to people, it does get easier.
anon is that "the empty vessel makes the most noise"? it's often true unfortunately, but sometimes a good listener brings out the best in someone, I think I'm a good listener mostly, I am actually interested in people, I think that helps. If your goal is to put your points across all the time, you can overlook people who may have important things to say. Suppose that's one reason why I was a popular teacher.
anyhoo I've written enough
goodnight Mayo, see you aren't the only one, and you are somewhere , you're here. And it's a pretty nice spot
much love EP xx
SS missing you, and hoping you're well lotsa love EP xx
goodnight blogbelieve I'm off to work tomorrow so I'll be in when I can
♥xx♥
and now the bagel's et, the coffee's drunk, and it's time to get dressed and go. i feel sorry for the first few callers today -- they will be my guinea pigs, poor things.
have a good day blogbelieve.
mayo, sorry to hear that the party was unsatisfactory. sometimes they're fun, sometimes they're not.
(ok, maybe most the time they're not. i don't actually get the purpose of parties, usually.)
thanks for the conversation, anon 7:07, ergo, sdock, and smoke.
must dash.
have a good day, mayo.
bye.
It's so much safer to have your back in the corner, and just let everyone do their thing.
At least I think so.
Good morning, everyone. :)
You smile politely and nod as you catch a snippet of conversation that seems to have been directed at you, all the while wishing the earth would swallow you up and take you to anywhere that would have to be more enjoyable than where you are right now?
Nope. Not just you. :)
Goodmorning all!
Hi Socky, Smoke, TJ, Anon(s)!
Night Ergo!
Mayo,
Nice to see you, kind of =(
Have you ever tried doing a round of the room, then after politely making your apologies, zoom off leaving dust in your wake. It may get you home faster from the next one.
*advice of the professional avoider*
Anon@10:47am yesterday,
Thanks for the WW correction.
Wanton Wonka? Hmm, it just sounds Oompa Loompa x-rated.
Wonton Wonka on the other hand sounds indigestable O_o
*thinks should stop trying Wonka as well*
Now. Trap inspection time!
*rubs hands in anticipation*
O_O
*seems surprisingly empty*
*although there is evidence of escape assistance!*
>_<
This may sound funny, but maybe not. I don't know.
Being around people, whether at a party or some function, maybe a reunion, becomes increasingly difficult for some reason. Maybe this happens to everyone, maybe it only happens to the "weird" people, I'm not sure.
But, I'm always the weirdest person in my head and in the room. Put me with some clowns from the circus. Put me with the 11 foot tall man or the three headed, three year old or the person with 28 toes on their left foot, I'm the one who is "weird." And I'm beginning to think it's more of a self-fullfilling prophecy or something, not sure.
But, that doesn't make it any easier when you're too afraid to make eye-contact, or you're afraid you're not smiling enough or the right way, but if you're over in a corner somewhere eating really shitty food you know they paid too much for, minding your own, and just thinking, you look out of place, and you're right back where you started.
Silence is sometimes the best medicine.
And now I'm rambling, and this is me stopping.
Later. :)
Hi there Mustard!
Yep, that works, too!
*pitifully helpless*
Oh please, helpful anon.
Where could you be this morning?
I do believe I heard a wee helpless kitty meow under there
Could you please have a look for me?
*lovingly caresses a Mark 1 Instant Door Doodacky behind back in one hand; crosses fingers of the other*
*resumes innocent wide-eyed appearance*
Um, I meant your corner comment, not the idea that you're weird. >_<
You aren't weird.
Take that for what it's worth despite being from someone who thinks they're a possum! ;)
OMG. I'm on a dumb roll this morning >_<
My 8:39 was meant for Mustard!
I really should make tracks out of here before I cause mass blog confusion, small children start crying for their mothers, and the world implodes!
No. I'm not being dramatic today at all ;)
Oh yes, and Amy, if I could package up our never ending supply of rain, and send it to you, I would! >_<
I miss the sunshine =(
Have a great day everyone. =)
*expects SS's elusive ass, and several others, to be velcroed there later*
Mayo, if you are neither here, nor there, then where the heck are you. Unless you are everywhere.
I really hope you find your way back where you belong.
You know what, Mayo? Eff that. Take me with you next time and we'll sit together. M'kay? Remember how I told you that I'd make you laugh? Yep, we'll laugh all mothereffin' night. Now, I know that you won't actually take me with you but in your head. Like when you start to feel all awkward and weird, just think about how I'd poke you in the ribs and snicker. Then laugh out loud and when someone asks you what you are laughing at, just say, "Oh nothing, just thinking about something funny my friend said."
Later dude. ^_^
*comes in a bit late - tardiness due to horrible headache*
Good morning/afternoon/night Mayo, SS, Possum, Mustard, Ergo, TJ, Sdock, Smoke, everyone I missed; various anons, watchers and lurkers; small talkers and idle chatters in the land o'blog believe!
How are you all today/tonight? Happy, well and feelin' good, I hope!
I have not properly caught up (due to aformentioned headache); but, I did see Sparkle made an appearance last night. I miss my little lambkin niece!!! *blows kisses to Sparkle*
Mayo is neither here nor there now? Welcome to LIMBO! Mayo, can you take my headache with you. I wish it were neither here nor there!
Possum: Thank you so much!!! It is nice to know that you still read those stories/quotes I post (and don't get annoyed by them).
Pssst.....what's with all these (fun) traps? ;)
Amy: Sorry to hear you didn't get the high paying job. :(
Well, I'm sure an even better one will come along soon!!!
Sdock and Smoke: If ya'll are still planning to go to Florida; be careful and be prepared! It's no fun driving through a Tropical Storm and/or a few inches of water on the roads. Make sure those cell phones are charged!
For reading and pondering consideration today:
(Dedicated to my favorite Possum)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Begin Again
by: Collin McCarty
One of the best things we can do in our lives is this:
Begin again.
Begin to see yourself as you were
When you were the happiest and strongest you've ever been.
Begin to remember what worked for you
(and what worked against you),
And try to capture the magic again.
Begin to remember how natural it was when you were a child ~ To live a lifetime each day.
Begin to forget the baggage you have carried with you
For years:
The problems that don't matter anymore,
The tears that cried themselves away,
And the worries that are going to wash away
On the shore of tomorrow's new beginnings.
Tomorrow tells us it will be here every new day of our lives;
And if we will be wise,
We will turn away from the problems of the past
And give the future ~ and ourselves ~ a chance
To become the best of friends.
Sometimes all it takes is a wish in the heart to let yourself...
Begin again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I hope you all have a day of happy, new beginnings!
*also wishing this headache of mine has a happy ending - soon*
Hugs and Love,
~Namaste~
6/Wendy
Hi PJ, Lucy, PPU, FangBang, Detroit Anon, NJ Anon and Entropy!
Hey Wendy, I am still around, still trying to keep up with blogbelieve. Thanks for remembering me. Hope you feel better soon. :)
What we do in life echoes in eternity
And now we are Free. I will see you again... but not yet... Not yet!
Good afternoon everyone.
Have a lovely day, and stay safe.
Solly, Splash, Fimble, Mayo, Self, anyone else who feels like the elephant in the room:
Do you know how much time, energy and happiness we would all save for ourselves if we quit worrying what other people were thinking and saying about us? Maybe they aren't thinking and saying those things at all. Solly, maybe they are not whispering that you are a failure. Maybe instead they are actually glad that you got out of a bad situation and can start over. Self, maybe they are not staring at you and wondering why you look the way you do and how anyone can stand to look at you. Maybe they are thinking, "I wonder if someone's going to pick up that manuscript?" Maybe they are wishing us luck, maybe they are happy for us. Maybe they like us?
And if they don't, maybe we shouldn't worry what they think anyway, because we are not going to change their minds and are only going to waste our time?
This is, of course, easier said than done.
The elephant in the room (also elephant in the living room, elephant in the parlor, elephant in the corner, elephant on the dinner table, elephant in the kitchen, and horse in the corner) is an English idiom for an obvious truth that is being ignored or goes unaddressed. It is based on the idea that an elephant in a room would be impossible to overlook, thus people in the room who pretend the elephant isn't there appear foolish and inappropriately fearful.
Mayonaise said...
And, to you as well.
The little plastic plates, as usual, got on my last nerve.
The room was too fucking crowded and I was the elephant.
Small talk, I hate that shit.
Sorry to hear you hate small talk. Just remember that sometimes small talk is all a person can do. Sometimes there is just too much that can't be said, too much that can't be addressed without pain. At moments like this small talk allows the person to still feel they are part of the group. It may sound meaningless yet it makes the person still feel a part of the group. It makes you feel less alone. It helps you for a second forget.
☺
*pokes her head in*
Mornin' everyone!
Mayonaise, nice to see you come down the stairs for a few minutes!
(Snuck by for a glass of water, huh?)
Last time I went to a large gathering of people, I wasn't the Elephant, I was the Unwedded Woman, and I had to actually HIDE upstairs in the bathroom with the kids that were painting nails for the wedding because every time I turned around, his family would ask us when we were getting married.
So maybe I wasn't so much the Elephant, as I was the tiger that's supposed to jump through the flaming hoop.
Smoke and Solly, if I don't see you both again today, Fer Fuck's Sake BE CAREFUL on your trip! Don't be ashamed to turn around and go back home if the weather gets worse.
Have a good time though, and bring back pictures!
What's everyone else doing today?
-A
All I can say is that sometimes I like to be the one in the corner that people overlook. I dont have that problem these days. I stay away from places that attract attention if I dont feel like socializing.I could be shopping in a store and have complete strangers talk to me when in reality I dont want to talk. I am always polite. I am strange sometimes like that. Dont want to come out of my head.
Dont you ever feel like that? (to whoever wrote the elephant story)
I used to be the elephant in the parlor so many years ago.
Unfortunately and fortunately (depends on how it is looked at) I dont have that problem anymore.
If I see an "elephant" in the corner, I talk to them.
Have a fantabulous day everyone!
Dude, man, I just saw Tropic Thunder. It was as hilarious as I'd heard it would be.
will someone go check and see if toujours is ok? She sounded upset in her blog.
Aside from the movie, here are some things i'd like to add.
Dude, I need to find me a guy with eyes like RDJ. I'm not talking about the silly blue contacts, but I mean the whole dark, dramatic look thing. Eyes like that make me want to hit it with the fist of an angry god.
The best parts of the movie were his random one-or-two liners that made everyone else go O_o.
I agree with whoever said that "Satan's Alley" needs to be a real movie. ;)
So Okay, here's a weird thing. I'm putting this on the table, okay, I wouldn't mind some opinions. It's weird; bear with me. Here we go.
I might have mentioned that I've been seeing the same set of letters on license plates everywhere, and they spell out the publishing company to which i just sent my manuscript. Oddly, since I sent that bitch out, I have not seen that name on any license plates. But, it has been replaced with another word, and this one disturbs me. Everywhere I go, everytime I go out, without fail, at least twice in one trip, I see EGG on a license plate. Everywhere. EGG. Constantly. No more publishing company. (Which was odd enough in itself; there are, as far as I know, a handful of three letter publishing companies, but I only kept seeing this one. And believe me, I looked for the others.)
So EGG has been following me around, or actually I have been following it, since I always seem to be behind it. And in the last week another funny thing has happened, and I didn't really pay much attention to it because it's just a fannish thing. A few times I've seen plates with the letters as follows: CGB. CGB Spender was Cigarette Smoking Man's initials on X Files. He was played by William B Davis.
Today in the parking lot, I parked behind an EGG license plate. On my way home, I was behind this dude in a truck. His vanity plate read DAVIS. I thought that was kinda funny. We both turned onto the same road and he pulled over to the right lane and pointed out his window like he was trying to indicate something. He was pointing to the car that had been in front of him but was now in front of me, a maroon mini van. The dude was probably not pointing out the minivan to me, but it sure seemed like enough of a weird occurrence that I was curious.
Willing to follow the White Rabbit to a point, I shrugged and pulled up behind the maroon minivan. I have to tell you that even I was surprised to see that its license plate read "EGG."
Man, wtf. WTF? WTMFF?
Now I know that there is some kind of mental disorder where you see signs and connections in everything. I realize that this is a form of OCD and I know i have OCD. you you gotta admit that's kind of weird and might make anyone spit-take. Right?
If I see an "elephant" in the corner, I talk to them.
Anonymous, you deserve an award. :) This might just be me, but it's nice to know that there are people out there who do that, who are still able to see. Which makes me think: If all of the "elephants" saw each other and we all recognized it and did just as you do, we wouldn't be "elephants." We'd all be friends. Thank you for what you do.
I have to go catch up better, because there was some more stuff I saw that I think I wanted to respond to.
I thought I had more to say, but alas, I think you all have it covered!
FIMBLE STAR:
I'm really glad to see you back here. And what you said was true, so we have to make the best of what we have, and do really awesome shit with it. ;) ♥
...This is, of course, easier said than done.
Yep, unfortunately so. :)
Mayo:
I didn't say much this morning, and I know this might not be much anyway, but here goes.
I know we're all just words on a screen. We're that to you, and we're that to each other. But, better than the words are the hearts behind them. So, when you read about how we've all been that elephant at least once in our lives, know that it's not just the words telling you that. It's the person behind them, and when you remember that, you'll remember that you aren't alone in your feelings.
I'm pretty sure that made sense, at least for me it did. :) Later, dude.
I too have been the elephant in the room and it's not a pleasant experience.
No one knows what to say so they fill the awkward silence with small talk. It's a defense mechanism for them because, let's face it, it takes a shit load of courage to tell the Emperor that he's fucking naked.
Here's hoping you have some real friends who aren't afraid to cut through all the bullshit. If not, perhaps you need to find some new ones.
^Also easier said than done, finding those real friends. I've got one or two. I thought I had a hell of a lot more, then when I lost my job a handful of those went, "Jules who?"
So, none of this is easy, and you're ever really sure who's who until you're getting shot at from all sides and you see who is really at your back.
And another thing.
I guess I should be embarrassed for knowing this, but I am such a fangirl that I know no shame and I feel it needs to be addressed.
Today is Cloud Strife's birthday! WHOOP WHOOP! "Not to be rude or anything, but could you go do someone else?"
hi there everyone!!
i am back! knackered and dirty (you knew it) with another shit load of washing, mainly wet!!
camping trip was fun but we had no pitch site for our tent so ended up sharing with my friends!! bless em! so 4 adults, 5 kids in an 8 man tent on a meffing slope in the rain!! fucking bastard rain!!
camping and rain = shit!!
camping = knackered adults and kids!
camping with no electricity = curly hair ....bad curly hair!!
nature = noisy as fuck at 5 am!! (those fucking birds!!) oh and the blustering wind and rain!!
cleaners of toilet block (next to our tent) at 5.15am are c**ts for talking really loudly and slamming down the toilet seats!!
communal showers = not what i wanna be doing on my holiday!!
my 6 yr old bursting for a piss at 6.22am just as i'd managed to doze back off after the toilet block cleaners and the birds, wind and rain = totally typical!
so yes it was super!!!!!!!
missed you all!
hope you all are fine!
MAYO!!!
hey i hate the plastic plates too! i can cope with small talk providing i have had enough alcohol!! i'm pretty much fine then! not that that is the answer but it works for me in such situations!!
take care mayo. i smile whenever i see your name in blue! just really nice to read you. you aren't alone you know!!
SS i guess you are still MIA?
well i can still smell you lurking so if you read this take good care my friend and *hugs* yeh?!
haven't caught up on anything else cos the bloke's phone wasn't getting a signal! but i caught something elena was saying about Gerard and long!! Hmmmm ....... elena!! no i saw it and i am totally for Frank without facial hair! and GW, i like his hair whatever except for the growing out pudding bowl effect around teenagers era! blondie still freaks me, just too clean! so yeh probably mid length to long haired!!
oh so important!!
love to you all!
hiya K!!
Any time a person has trouble it is then you will know who your "real" friends are. thats why I am cautious as to whom I call my friend. Acquaintances are different than true friends.
Be very selective as to who you call "friends". If they are good friends hold on to them tightly, they are hard to come by.
Hey FASC! It is Cloud's birthday. ;)
Oh man, you have a lot of guts going camping. Dang! I don't think I have the nerve to sleep among the bugs. ^_^
Anon, too right.
Glad to hear you had a great time Fasc! sarcastic, yes but friendly sarcasm. It sucks to go camping in the rain. You survived and thats a good thing.
Yes, on occasion.
But by elephant, I meant uncomfortably obvious, not reclusive.
hello K and anon!
K i pictured you as a bit of a camper actually??!
not my bag really. i loved it as a kid but then everything is fun when you are a kid. and now i will only do it for my kids!!
Still, small talk is better than uncomfortable silence. Or platitudes. I fucking hate platitudes.
I got that, thanks 4:50.
Damn, I am always slow.
4:31 PM,
I appreciate your ability to rephrase the situation so eloquently and with such ease.
As fulfilling as it can be, your life experience must undeniably leave you, at times, quite exhausted.
And, I am full up on "those who shall call me out", thanks.
Oh yes, well the elephant in the room. I guess that's what I was talking about earlier in the day. You feel like everyone's thinking it and not saying it (regardless of what "it" is. Solly mentioned her "it," I know what my "it" is, etc.)
Logically you know it's a waste of time to worry about "it," yet you still can't get it off your mind. And meanwhile it's possible that the other people in the room aren't even thinking about your "it." Maybe they're thinking about their "it." Maybe they think they are the elephant. You know?
FASC, camping is something that I would love to love, but my fear of parasites is what holds me back. Ticks, mosquitoes, sand fleas. Anything that's gonna suck! ^_^
Anonymous said...
Still, small talk is better than uncomfortable silence. Or platitudes. I fucking hate platitudes.
August 19, 2008 5:00 PM
Not always true, not in my opinion. Sometimes I dont want to talk, not even small talk. Sometimes silence can be a welcomed friend. Depends on my mood. That is why I will stay away from the social functions if I feel that way.
No one appreciates platitudes.
As fulfilling as it can be, your life experience must undeniably leave you, at times, quite exhausted.
And, I am full up on "those who shall call me out", thanks.
August 19, 2008 5:01 PM
Life in general leaves me and others exhausted at times. It is part of life.
You dont start a sentence with "and".
gotta go guys!! just dropped into say i was back!!
seeya K and anon(s).
seeya mayo and SS and all of blogbelieve!
*hugs* to all!
has anyone checked on toujours yet?
Actually, it is quite acceptable to begin a sentence with a conjunction these days. It is often used for dramatic effect.
Later, FASC! Good to read ya!
5:11, no one really adheres to that rule anymore; it's kinda outdated. Even authors do that now. Live on the edge! ;)
If they are good friends hold on to them tightly, they are hard to come by.
Heed that, because it is so true.
Well, fucking damn, FASC! I missed you by a few, but welcome back!
Forgive me: reading back it looks like two anons maybe know each other or something and are trying to talk. Backing off now!
No it is not. Check with any college english professor, oh wait dont bother. I work with many.
Although it may be more acceptable these days, it is not proper gramatical form.
I like elephants.
click me
♥
someone is being very picky
I do mustardisbetter.
I have some very good friends that have been around forever. I often wonder how they put up with me, but I am grateful that they do.
Apostrophe?
Comma?
Dude, if you're going to split hairs over grammar, syntax and all of that, and blow your own horn about the many college professors you know etc., you might want to attend the mote in thine own eye, you smell what I'm stepping in? It's called an apostrophe.
Ah Kapunua,
Not the first time we met on the same page.
Err, beam, that is. The other person is the one with the mote.
That's what I get for trying to quote the Bible, LOL.
5:27, are you a frequent nice anon that I know?
...or maybe someone is trying to level someone
Hello, Jules!
Hello to all of the Anons!
I find it hard not to start a sentence with 'but' or 'and,' because sometimes I want to breathe when I read. :)
Otherwise, I feel like my sentence is too long.
Check with any college english professor, oh wait dont bother.
Now that was a prime example of improper grammar: the run-on sentence. Tsk, tsk.
Heya Splash, whoop whoop!
Well technically, that's where you'd use a semi-colon or somet, but honestly, who wants to get technical on a blog where people are being conversational and all? Shoots, sometimes I even dare to end my sentence or a clause with a preposition! The nerve!
Basic grammar/syntax/spelling skillz are always to be rejoiced at (there I go again!) BUT! For someone who doesn't bother with apostrophes to try to school everyone else on what is or is not formally correct? TEH LULZ.
The grammar critic and the anon @ 4:31 are not the same.
See you later blogbelieve.
I have taken many a creative writing course in college and none of my professors would bat an eyelash over a sentence that begins with a conjunction. They would, however, go medieval on somebody's ass over a run-on sentence. :P
good morning k anon mustard
having my coffee
hope everyone is well?
I'm also guilty of getting colon-happy, I know, LOL. ;)
And I like dashes.
I rarely use semi-colons, 'cause, let's be honest, I have fuck-all of an idea as to where they should properly be placed.
And commas pretty much save the life of my sentences sometimes.
ENG 101 is in session, yhus? ;)
Yes we are one.4:31 and grammar anon is me. The last time I looked we are.
If I live any closer to the edge will I fall off and if I do where will I land?
I was reading yesterday that people have invented punctuation marks, such as a question mark combined with an exclaimation mark, or comma, to be used when you want to show both emotions or in the middle of a sentence.
The grammar critic and the anon @ 4:31 are not the same.
This is true, but how did you know that?
Hello, Ergo!
Goodbye, Anonymous!
I don't know why you would lie, 5:38, but you are not me.
Hiya Ergo!
I'm also guilty of getting colon-happy, I know, LOL. ;)
O_o
Wow. I'm like, physically restraining myself from going there. ;)
A semi-colon is one of my faves. Once I learned where it went, I found that I could not do without it. The same goes for the long dash--you see me use it all the time--I don't know how I lived without it. :D
The semi-colon is a good friend. It is exactly what it looks like: Somewhere between a period and a comma. You use it to join two independent clauses; it is not as final as a period, but it is not as transitive as a comma.
And it's cute. ^_^
Although I am not the one who said it, it is obvious.
4:31 has a way with words that grammar critic anon hasn't displayed.
I do that sometimes, Ergo. I really only mess around with punctuation like that when I'm being humorous or snarky. For example, I think that grammar vitally important when you are being formal, BUT!! when you are just goofing off, you can play with it a little.
One thing that peeves me is when people are dead serious and they use ellipses do demonstrate the... the DRAMA of what they are trying... trying so hard... to express.
DUH! You already effing know wtf you are going to say! Don't force us to hear your dramatic pause and *GASP!* intake of breath! We're not reading a script!
Gah!
Why would I lie? I have nothing to gain from lying. Never did. You can believe what you want.
MIB made a comment about one of the lines I put in there.
I am 5:07 as well. Are you going to claim that also?
Have fun amongst yourselves
mustard simplest way
comma - short pause
semi-colon - short to medium pause
colon - longer pause (usually accompanied by a change in the sentence)
period - complete stop
I remember that I went to school with this one girl, and we were total best frienemies. When I met her at the end of 11th grade I thought she was some kind of genius because she took her time when she spoke. As the years wore on I realized it was because she had a hard time reasoning and being logical. I am not saying that to be nasty or whatever, and she wasn't disabled in any way. She just thought really, ridiculously slowly and it took a long time for the most obvious things to dawn on her.
Anyway, she had this speech habit that, after a year or so of knowing her, drove me right around the goddamn bend. She would start almost every sentence with the words, "I think that..." and then she would trail off for about three years while she tried to formulate into words what she thought. Only when she did say a bunch of words in a row, she would run them all together so that her sentence would sound like:
"Ithin'dat...
...
...
...it'sokayto....
...
...
...yaknow..."
And eventually she would get to a point but by then the subject would have changed.
Drove me mad!
Well, I am off to brush up on my grammar.
It's been real.
My best to all of you.
Anonymous said...
Although I am not the one who said it, it is obvious.
4:31 has a way with words that grammar critic anon hasn't displayed.
August 19, 2008 5:43 PM
You are annoyed because i have different facets. People can and do have many different facets.
You know, different sides when needed. One is professional and business like. One is just me relating to people. Oh, get this there is also a playful side of me too.
(You didnt like the fact that you couldnt figure it our right away).
Gee, doesnt that make me human as the rest of us.
Have a fantabulous evening!
well there is the question mark exclamation mark is called and interrobang ( pantented - Martin Speckter 1962)
and the question mark comma/ exclamation comma (patented - Leonard Storch and Ernst Van Haagen 1992)
But the semi-colon isn't just about the timing of the pause; rather it connects two strongly related clauses in a way that a comma can't. You don't pause longer for a semi-colon; it has to do with the relation of the clauses and the surrounding words. Often it can take the place of a conjunction. It is actually more similar in style to the colon than it is to the comma: The colon introduces an idea, and the semi-colon connects two ideas.
Interrobang! I like the sound of that!
I was not 5:07, but I was 5:35. I won't argue with you over something so unimportant, although I do think my writing style speaks for itself.
Well, on that note, I am going to go for a shizzower. Later, guys! ^_^
bye anons have a great evening and tomorrow
I hate people who go up at the end of every sentence (?)
like it's a question (?)
and it's so common today (?)
especially in teenagers (?)
so you feel you need to answer them (?)
even though there is no real answer to give (?)
You said before. "Live on the edge"
Dont worry so much about the form. Things are more acceptable today.
All of a sudden you revert back to using proper grammar.
Oooh, ergo! I had to refresh the page. The lady I used to work for did that. Everything she stated was a question? I think she thought it made her sound polite? And non confrontational? She could tell somebody off? In that tone of voice?
Oh dude.
5:55, you're silly. You were the one with ants in your pants over someone beginning a sentence with a conjunction, but your own grammar and syntax were off the charts. You know, the whole overplayed pot and kettle thingie thing.
Anyway, you're silly and I think you've been here being silly before, because I seem to recognize this particular brand of silliness.
Well, you have fun with that.
Later dudes! ^_^
Anon @ 5:50, have a good evening. :)
Bye, Jules! Talk to you later!
4:31 you are correct. I apolgize for my mistake. I am the grammar anon for lack of a better description. I thought you were trying to be a mean anon.
Please accept my apolgies. I thank you. If you choose not to there is nothing more I can do or say.
I am switching between three different pages and trying to write. Too many things at once.
See, it does make me human after all. I told you I am. (most days)
K that's why I said "simplest"
It's the easiest way to introduce the ideas to kids, and the pause is not necessarily in speech or reading, but in the train of thought.
Once they get the general idea with the help of a lot of examples you can go into the more technical side
bye all I'm off to work, have a good night
Bye, Ergo! Have a great day at work!
apolgize=apologize
This song is in my head and I want it to be in somebody else's. Just because. :)
Interesting New dating Rules
Old rule: Your mate must meet all the criteria on your "must-have list."
New rule: A "must-have list" looks great on paper, but paper won't keep you warm at night.
You can check off the attributes you want — appearance, background, education, career, salary — but unless you're building your lover in a lab, you're missing out. Of course, you should have standards and not settle for a two-packs-a-day smoker who doesn't want kids when you're allergic to smoke and eager to start a family. But settling for nothing less than perfection is unrealistic. "Wish lists are a classic recipe for unsuccessful dating," says Fleming. "They're too limiting and don't allow for chemistry, which is more intangible and valuable." Try to be flexible, especially when it comes to physical or material attributes like someone's height, salary, or hair color. After all, just because someone's 6'2", blonde, or makes six figures doesn't mean he or she will make you happy, so do yourself a favor and treat your ideal-mate wish list as just one factor in deciding who's right for you.
Hi Everyone!
Solly's home and her shoulder fucking hurts like a little bitch. WTF?
*waves really hard*
No!! Listen to me...I am the anon that always tells the truth!
OOOOOOOhhhh What a lie!!!!
Hiya Mustard!
Mayo, I think that's what I was getting at earlier when I said I felt like everyone was whispering and pointing and talking about me in the room, but oh well, I figure that's just my own insecurity talking.
Crucify
Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my somach, I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Ive been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Just what God needs, one more victim
Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains
Got a kick for a dog, beggin for love
Gotta have my sufferingso that I can have my cross
I know a cat named easter, he says will you ever learn
Youre just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird
Ive been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start my own religion
Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains
Please be
Save me
I cry
Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Where are those angels when you need them
Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains
I've been singing this fucking song all fucking day since all the talk of elephants in the room and whatnot.
Foot on the pedal never ever false metal
Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job's ain't a job it's a damn good time
City to city I'm running my rhymes
On location touring around the nation
Beastie Boys always on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable
I do what I do best because I'm illing and able
Ain't no faking your money I'm taking
Going coast to coast watching all the girlies shaking
While you're at the job working nine to five
The Beastie Boys at the Garden cold kickin' it live
No sleep till..
Another place another train
Another bottle in the brain
Another girl another fight
Another drive all night
Our manager's crazy he always smokes dust
He's got his own room at the back of the bus
Tour around the world you rock around the clock
Plane to hotel girls on the jock
We're thrashing hotels like it's going out of style
Gettin'paid along the way cause it's worth your while
Four on the floor Adrock's out the door
MCA's in the back because he's skeezin' with a whore
We got a safe in the trunk with money in a stack
With dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back
white boys' got more rhymes
No sleep till..
No.. Sleep.. Till Brooklyn
No.. Sleep.. Till Brooklyn
Ain't seen the light since we started this band
So MCA get on the mic my man
Born and bred Brooklyn the USA
They call me Adam Yauch but I'm MCA
Like a lemon to a lime a lime to a lemon
I sip the def ale with all the fly women
Got limos arena the TV shows
Autograph pictures and classy hos
Step off homes get out of my way
Taxing little girlies form here to LA
Waking up before I get to sleep
Cause I'll be rocking this party eight days a week
No sleep till..
No.. Sleep.. Till Brooklyn
No.. Sleep.. Till Brooklyn
No.. (no) Sleep.. (sleep) Till Brooklyn (brooklyn)
No.. (no) Sleep.. (sleep) Till Brooklyn (yeah)
Beastie Boiz!
Great song. :)
Hello everyone.
whoop whoop
Where did everyone go? I don't smell, I promise.
Also, I'm terribly excited that I said "colon-happy" in Mayo's presence. >.<
*bets we won't see the use of ellipses anymore ;)*
FIM!!!
Hello slash.
How are you tonight, apart from a wee bit whiffy.
I'm here.
I can see that.
So where is there?
You know, here.
I saw you back there! But, no you're here, so I'll tell you again.
Great song!
Fim,
I'm not up to much. Are you still going to the show tomorrow, or do you know yet?
*now you're here
Fimble Fucking Star,
I am trying to ring you. Why won't you take my calls?
Oh, do you mean "here" as in "here?"
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