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Your words are what give value to this space.
Never do that again.
Yes, I am aware.
Art by: Toujours
No Contest
even if no one gets me, if i'm the only one laughing at my jokes, i won't hide myself away from life. it's uncertain and it's dirty and it's fucking exciting, and i want to be a part of all of it.
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
it's too good to waste in hiding.
toujours
February, 21, 2009 1:27 AM
heart full
Today on my way home from class, I stopped off at the petrol station for some petrol. I paid on my card which wasn’t a lot, and then as I was getting into my car, I saw an old man walking past the building. He had a red and green stripy jumper which was frayed at the ends. He was also wearing some jeans that were dirty and had holes all over.
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
I sat there and became intrigued by him because I didn’t know what he was doing, so as I sat there and watched him, he continued doing what he set out to do.
He walked past the trash cans and first picked out a cup with some drink still in it (one of the cups that you get from burger king that has coke in it). He then walked over to the next trash can and pulled out the end of a half eaten sandwich. In my shock horror, he ate it and then went to sit on the wall to drink the drink he had found.
I felt sad, I wanted to give him my last $4 that I had but I was told when I was younger that you should never give people money, you should give them something they need or can use because that way, if they had an addiction, they would not be able to use the money for their addiction. So I went into the shop and bought a chicken sandwich from their deli counter and then walked out of the building.
The guy was still sat at the wall drinking his drink so I walked up to him and asked him if he would like this sandwich. He thanked me and said that he was hungry.
I should of felt good after that, doing something for someone else but all I could think of is where his next meal will come from or where in fact he will sleep tonight.
Fimble Star
September 30, 2008 8:08 PM
(Tonight, although I am cold and my feet are sore, my belly is full.)
It helped.
Jennicula,
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
Thank you for sharing your story. Although it only appeared briefly, I was lucky enough to have caught it.
Once upon a time, for me, that was the best part of this place...having my words related back to me from another's perspective.
And it never mattered to me who said it, just that it meant something to the writer.
Blog header image by: Anima
I would like to credit the photographer and thank her for sharing her work.
something
Don't let anyone tell you how to live your life. Hold your head up high and be proud of who you are. If you've had a shitty day and you feel like people just don't want you to be happy, and when you find yourself struggling to make it through the day, just keep on believing and keep the faith. Also, from personal experience, don't push people away. When they say they want to help and that they are there for you, let them in. Believe me, I know how fucking scary that thought is, but don't shut others out.
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
paperheartxx
September 22, 2008 11:07 PM
Retro-spectacled
Sometimes, when you look back on stuff in your life, you know, the crap that makes you shake your head and say, "Holy shit, what the Hell was I thinking?" it's part of what makes you - you.
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have made small mistakes and really big, fucking scary mistakes. Would I change those mistakes and blunders?
No. Wanna know why?
Because they make me - me. They help make up the person that I am, what I've learned the hard way. Hopefully I've learned from my mistakes and have become a better person for it. And, hopefully I don't repeat those same mistakes. Although, sometimes I repeat variations of certain ones, but I'm working on that. :)
Jennicula
June 11, 2008 11:19 AM
aloft
Blazing against the sun
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
like locusts,
samaras swarm the sky
and skitter to an earthly end,
dry
like clever words.
I want to make them fly up,
flip heaven upside down
and dance across the top of hell
and sing your thoughts
to the sound of thunder
that you love so well,
rip open the littered sky
and bathe in the light
or draw across the firmament
the blanket of the night.
In only a day they have
covered the ground,
their brief flight
yielding nothing permanent
on infertile land,
a fleeting moment of swarming glory
that calls to mind our own
short story:
Diamonds and petals,
the loom and the light,
the inkdark moon, foxfire marsh,
an open, waiting hand.
Clever winged seeds
of childhood reminiscent--
and like the idiot grown-up heart,
as stubbornly indehiscent.
Weaver Girl
May 26, 2008 11:27 PM
Electric Blue
…today I saw a ulysses butterfly it was in our yard and settled to feed on our hibiscus. They really are fantastically beautiful things, the electric blue is amazing, however as they sit with their wings closed they are rather nondescript and dull. Sometimes people are like that, from the outside they seem unappealing but within there hides an amazing beauty for those lucky enough to see it. I hope you appreciate beauty in all things, and look for it perhaps where others miss it.
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
ergoproxy
April 29, 2008 4:45 AM
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL.
I read your post again and suddenly without warning memories of construction paper filled my head. I remembered all the lop-sided flowers my girls made when they were young. Bright blue, yellow and pink flowers that were cut out with blunt end scissors would fill the windows to decorate for Easter. An occasional bunny was attempted but those usually ended up looking like creatures from a horror movie. Flowers were so much easier. I can close my eyes and hear the paper being cut into petals. I can smell the Elmer’s glue squirted on in huge blobs to attach each misshapen petal to form the flowers. We had a huge arts and crafts box full of wonderful items just waiting for their imaginations to turn into something wonderful. In my mind I see my daughters, as they once were, small, blond little girls sitting on the floor surrounded by scraps of paper and other art supplies. They would create their masterpieces then proudly show each other. Oh and Lord the messes that would ensue if the glitter made an appearance. Now, the box is forgotten. I’m not really sure where it even is anymore. The few flowers so lovingly created that survived are faded and dusty and high on a shelf they sit. Time marches on, so many things get left behind.
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
Today was the first Easter I spent alone. I don’t think it really upset me until I remembered the construction paper flowers. Of course I understand that my daughters are growing up and have lives of their own. But understanding doesn’t make it any easier to accept. I miss my little girls in their frilly Easter dresses. I miss the laughter that filled the house when they found what the Easter Bunny left for them. And I miss making the damn flowers.
Elena
March 24, 2008 3:57 AM
From the corner.
I wonder if you noticed
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
all our friends playing
Some had never tried before
and the result was amazing.
Poems from the corner
from the left and right
We did our best to keep them flowing
Late into this night.
If nothing else was accomplished
I hope we made someone see
How truly beautiful and amazing
a poem can be.
Sdock10
March 13, 2008 11:36 PM
Thank You. Truly.
"This little world has grown around us, out of nothing, and it is a remarkable thing. Even the dark and dirty parts, the violent parts. Humanity will not thrive without passion."
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Redrum
March 1, 2008 3:13 AM
Uncondensed
Your words are what give value to this space.
Never do that again.
Yes, I am aware.
Character Advocacy.
"Don't ever pretend to be something you're not. You are who you are, and no one can change that. The people who don't like the real you are just gonna have to suck it. Don't take shit from anyone. Don't crumble. Throw a few birds, and walk on.
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
I'm still trying to do this, so maybe we can work on it together."
mustardisbetter
January 16, 2008 4:48 PM
Art by: Toujours
“I decided to stop pitying myself. Other than my eye, two things aren't paralyzed, my imagination and my memory.”
Jean-Dominique Bauby
Jean-Dominique Bauby
4,780 comments:
«Oldest ‹Older 3801 – 4000 of 4780 Newer› Newest»i've never read much t.s. eliot, but shakespeare, now...i swoon for shakespeare. having bits of his sonnet being posted tonight makes me happy. :)
Goodnight 2:49!
Anyone still here?
I have to go soon anyway - sewing to do.
♥breathe♥
:)
My apologizes 2:38.
Thank you very much for that Miranth. I appreciate it!
(And I completely agree. Poetry hurts nothing, unless the person posting it is implying as such. As nearly anything else in this world can be, turned around on us...)
goodnight all
Wowza. O_O
Thank you very much 2:53!
I do very much appreciate that, as well. I can understand how things can be taken wrong, especially here.. especially now. Again, thank you. I hope you enjoy your evening, very much 2:53.
(for real this time!) Goodnight all.
goodnight♥♥honey
:*
Thank you 2:30-:38 -
That's exactly how I feel about it. Every poem is beautiful to someone.
TJ - I usually have trouble interpreting Shakespeare somewhat due to his language and (not least) his contemporary allusions. But when I do interpret his poetry or prose correctly, I realize their genius.
goodnight my sweet
(you made me giggle)
♥♥
:)
I love Shakespeare too TJ but I prefer the plays, I also love Bernard Shaw, I have his collected plays as well as scripts of Monty Python, the goodies, Ripping Yarns and various other things
anyway I am off for my night titoring students so I'll see you next time.
take care all
night TJ Miranth anons
sweet dreams
♥xx♥
miranth, the trick to shakespeare is to listen intuitively. we already know the language. after five minutes of relaxed listening, your mind adapts to the elizabethan cadences.
but i've always liked dear old bill, ever since i first picked him off the shelf. :)
There are a lot of anons here tonight!
That's unusual, at this hour.
But I appreciate that you guys are nice anons - I hope! ;) JK
good night from me ergo, see you tomorrow. :)
i might give shaw a read!
ergo - good luck with titoring! I like his plays a lot too (that's what I meant by prose - I hope I used the term correctly!)
TJ - I will try Shakespeare again your way. I always had to read for school and it made me nervous! Also I love stories by le fanu and m r james and algernon blackwood, as well as old Roman texts, so I know I can adapt to different language 'periods' I guess I'll call them. :)
it's time for me to go, too. nice chatting with you miranth, good night to you.
and good night to bc and any lingering anons. sweet dreams everyone.
good, i'm glad you'll shakespeare another chance, miranth! good night. :)
Goodnight TJ! And sweet dreams. I enjoyed chatting with you as well :)
It seems that while our ages might differ, our interests do not!
liar, liar, pants on fire
Mayo
Truly I have nothing to give you tonight. My day passed by in a blur, never coming into focus. Hours and minutes that are gone now forever, they left no lingering memory.
I did however read something I found simple, yet beautiful and I wanted to share these words with you.
“Dreams are like the paints of a great artist. Your dreams are your paints, the world is your canvas. Believing, is the brush that converts your dreams into a masterpiece of reality.”
There was no author credited.
Mayo, let your dreams paint your life. Let them bring color into your world.
Night Mayo
Elena (I blinked but it was gone)
who's lying now 3:22?
you tell me 3:31
mayo,
today, for some reason, my mom and i were talking about what she was going to name all us girls if we had been boys. it was entertaining. :)
but what really amused me was that out of all my sisters, i was the only one who was going to be named the same regardless of my gender (i've got one of those boyish girl names). i would have had a different middle name, but that's all.
it just figures.
see, no matter what system i use -- numerology, various astrologies, runes, what have you -- i always come out the same. i am solidly who i am, through and through. even across time and space, apparently!
what would have been your name, mayo, had you been born elsewise? do you know? wouldn't it make an interesting alternate history story to explore how much difference there is in a name? if you were mayonaisina?
*grin*
so my mind likes to wander, sometimes. occupational hazard. :)
good night, mayo, and sweet dreams. may your own wanderings be productive and enjoyable ones tomorrow.
i would tell you
if i knew what you were talking about 3:36
*sighs softly* oh well
this is too confusing.
goodnite.
nite smiley
:)
OK - I thought that I didn't have anything to say except perhaps
"Mmmmmm, cheesecake :) *sigh*
Or "Power to the Meerkats!"
:D
But I do have one thing to say:
This place needs more kindness.
A *hug* for everyone! You deserve it. And I will send positive vibes this way. Though perhaps I should ask Cleo - she's better at it. :)
PS - She said Hi back to everyone!
PPS - Thanks Mayo :)
Mayo,
Howdy! I just dropped in to drop you a note and drop it like it's hawwht and....What? Nothing.
I actually came by to see how you're doing and tell you that I hope all is well in your little corner.
Mayo, take today and use it to get out all the shit that's floating around in your head. Fuck it, if it doesn't make sense. Fuck it, if it's not very pretty. Fuck it, if it doesn't rhyme. Fuck it, if it's not complete. Fuck it, if it's something you've said before, then say it again. Fuck it, if you don't know the words, just hum along to the music. Just, fuck it. Get it out and let it go.
I'm trying to take my own advice, but you know I have this thing about having a clear vision and making a point and making sense and what and all and everything, so I'm pretty sure I'll end up messing it all up...oh well, oh well, oh what the hell?
Make a mess, Mayo.
Today's messes make tomorrow's masterpieces.
Love to YOU Always,
S
p.s. Fuck it, Who can tell the difference besides you anyways?
hey sdock!
for you, mayo and anyone who needs it
and to brighten everyone's Wednesday
for all the lllllladies
*said in that really smarmy 70's DJ type voice*
Ergo,
Thanks! That rules!
Have a great night! Sleep tight and sweet dreams!
Grr...I am off to work!
thanks!
I'm having some wine and winding down after tutoring 'till 8;30 pm
hope you have a nice day!
“You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, 'Why not?'”
I love to dream, I look forward to night time so I can go to sleep as I know I'll dream. It probably helps that a rarely have bad dreams. I believe that mostly your dreams are your mind sorting through all the stimuli you've had during the day, pulling them up in a way that is determined by your state of mind, you interpret based on your general emotional state , if you will. I think I have come to a fairly solid understanding of myself. My interpretations are on the whole are surreal and disjointed, but on the whole entertaining. I have a recurring, disturbing element however I have come to recognise what it points to, so rather than concern it points me to a facet I have been neglecting.
I do often think an analyst would have a field day on my dreams, if I could even begin to recount them!
So wishing you insight, well-being, self assurance and strength
much love EP xx
SS
“Really great people make you feel that you, too, can become great.”
You know it always helps to look at another and think "gee, I really admire what they do" but even better is to look at another, think that and then add "I want to do that too" It's one thing to be noticed, but entirely another to inspire. I inspirational people can be found in so many places, not always in the limelight, but very often working tirelessly to be the best in their field, to make the most difference they can. The old lady that supplies coffee and cake to tired firefighters in a bushfire, the widow who works in the thrift store, volunteering her time for a charity she believes in, the student who sits and helps another instead of joining her friends, the man who mows the lawn of an elderly neighbour. So many little deeds that help to make the world a place to be proud of. You had on your blog the now famous phrase "pay it forward" but to be the one who makes that first step is to be the little pebble who's effect ripples out, widening and affecting a larger and larger group of people. It shouldn't matter to that first person if they are ever recognised, it's done just because it's the nice, right thing to do.
Hoping you can be an inspiration, the little push that gains momentum and may your actions lead to even greater things than you may ever be aware of
(you too mayo, and all of us)
lotsa love EP xx
*George Bernard Shaw
**Mark Twain
HI wendy (I'll answer your email as soon as I can!)
HI PP
HI fasc
HI kass
waves to PJ and PH
goodnight blogbelieve, see you in my morning
♥xx♥
everyone,
and now I've written it, I chose that quote for SS, but the feeling behind it I hope could be read by anyone, so if anyone takes anything from it, be that first little pebble, you might be the only one who can be, don't waste the opportunity, you will never regret it
Pebble In The Water
Drop a pebble in the water,
just a splash, and it’s gone;
But there's half a hundred ripples
circling on and on and on,
Spreading, spreading from the center,
flowing on out to sea.
And there is no way of telling
where the end is going to be.
Drop a pebble in the water;
in a minute you will forget,
But there's little waves a-flowing
and there's ripples circling yet,
And those little waves a-flowing
to a great big wave have grown;
You've disturbed a mighty river
just by dropping in a stone.
Drop an unkind or careless word:
in a minute it is gone;
But there's half a hundred ripples
circling on and on and on,
They keep spreading, spreading,
spreading from the center as they go,
And there is no way to stop them,
once you've started the flow.
Drop an unkind or careless word:
in a minute you forget;
But there's little waves a-flowing,
and there's ripples circling yet.
And perhaps in some sad heart
a mighty wave of tears you've stirred,
And disturbed a life that was happy
where you dropped that unkind word.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness:
just a flash and it is gone;
But there is half a hundred ripples
circling on and on and on,
Bearing hope and joy and comfort
on each splashing, dashing wave,
Till you wouldn't believe the volume
of the one kind word you gave.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness:
in a minute you will forget;
But there's gladness still a-swelling,
and there's joy circling yet.
And you've rolled a wave of comfort
whose sweet music can be heard,
Over miles and miles of water
just by dropping one kind word.
author unknown-
hi there mayo!!
hope you are doing just fine!
SS you too my friend!
goodnight ergo and miranth.
good morning solly and anyone else arriving soon.
hey i have just come back from the supermarket and i browsed through today's Kerrang whilst there.
anyway there is a little question piece with Bert McCracken and they ask him his favourite joke! and it's the same favourite joke as my favourite joke!! i was like WOW!
it's the one involving a little boy, his naked mother, a supposed accident by the boy's father with an axe, and the use of the word c**t!!
yes i am vile but hey Bert loves it too!
have a good day everyone!
nice words anon 9.00.
and very appropriate also!
bye guys!
"Today"
Today is the greatest
Day I've ever known
Can't live for tomorrow,
Tomorrow's much too long
I'll burn my eyes out
Before I get out
I wanted more
Than life could ever grant me
Bored by the chore
Of saving face
Today is the greatest
Day I've never known
Can't wait for tomorrow
I might not have that long
I'll tear my heart out
Before I get out
Pink ribbon scars
That never forget
I tried so hard
To cleanse these regrets
My angel wings
Were bruised and restrained
My belly stings
Today is
Today is
Today is
The greatest day
I want to turn you on
I want to turn you on
I want to turn you on
I want to turn you
Today is the greatest
Today is the greatest day
Today is the greatest day
That I have ever really known
___________________________
Don't know why but it just seems like a Smashing Pumpkins kinda day.
Quotes and lyrics. Might as well be on the fucking porch.
Mayo and S(S)S, today I have Leonard Cohen for both of you. Just words. On a day like today, to me anyway, there is nothing finer to share than Leonard Cohen.
Over on the porch we are doing poetry, lyrics, original and by others; quotes, pretty much anything. You know how we're all into that stuff over there. Well, as it always does, it has me feeling the whole word-love so hard, and so, who else to leave here, with you, than Mr. Cohen? Because to me, he's truly the lord of song.
Here are some words from his "Tower Of Song." he spoke this at his acceptance speech into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. It is a little bit how I feel here, at this blog sometimes.
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying my rent every day
Oh in the tower of song
...
I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the great beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the tower of song
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they don't let a woman kill you
Not in the tower of song
...
I see you standing on the other side
I don't know how the river got so wide
I loved you baby, way back when
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
Well never have to lose it again
Now I bid you farewell, I dont know when I'll be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But you'll be hearing from me baby, long after I'm gone
I'll be speaking to you sweetly
From a window in the tower of song
Too right, isn't it?
There is another really beautiful piece he's written, but you know I'll get bitched at if I post anything more here that either rhymes, scans, alludes, evokes, or has any artistic merit because, you know, I'm one of them.
It's a shame because the piece I'm putting there is really gorgeous and it's actually about reading poetry.
Mayo and S(S)S, have a beautiful autumn day. You are both my friends and I miss you. :D
Anyone who wants to share some beautiful poetry, lyrics, art, anything, please come by. The more we get, the happier we are. ^_^
Have a great day!
Calaf / Spooky anon, I am putting one for you, too, with updated links. ^_^
Why do you come here since you'r so convinced Mayo comes to visit you on the porch?
The people who matter don't want you here, but obviously, you don't care.
The people who matter don't want you here, but obviously, you don't care.
The people who matter? The people who matter?
Oh my. That is quite funny.
♥good morning♥
(i am never without it)
:)
I don't think they come to the porch. That is, in fact, why I visit them over here: to say good morning and to share at least something.
And you're right: I don't care. I had only hoped that laying low for a while and that the group of us bringing our brand of fun somewhere else would make you "anons" stop stinking up Mayo's. That was really all I had in mind.
Oh, I can't take another heartache
Though you say you're my friend
I'm at my wits end
You say your love is bonafide
But that don't coincide
With the things that you're doing
When I ask you to be nice
You say you gotta be
Cruel to be kind, in the right measure
Cruel to be kind, it's a very good sign
Cruel to be kind, means that I love you
Baby, you gotta be cruel to be kind
Well, I do my best to understand dear
But you still mystify, and I wanna know why
I pick myself up off the ground
And have you knock me back down
Again and again
And when I ask you to explain
You say you gotta be
Cruel to be kind, in the right measure
Cruel to be kind, it's a very good sign
Cruel to be kind, means that I love you
Baby, you gotta be cruel to be kind
Well, I do my best to understand dear
But you still mystify, and I wanna know why
I pick myself up off the ground
And have you knock me back down
Again and again
And when I ask you to explain
You say you gotta be
Cruel to be kind, in the right measure
Cruel to be kind, it's a very good sign
Cruel to be kind, means that I love you
Baby, you gotta be cruel to be kind
Boy,that song brings me back! Dancing in my room, in front of the mirror.I was in junior back then, and l thought i was a dancing queen! LOL!
That was when an album was really an album! Damned that makes me feel old! I had an record player, an eight track player and now a cd player!
so obvious the porkies are posting the poetry and lyrics as anons now.
*sigh*
:)
good ♥♥ morning
STOP POSTING STUPID LYRICS AND POETRY AND QUOTES, PLS!
kthx
bai
it is
♥♥
:)
They are doing it to piss Amy off. Ignore it and theyll go away
Amy, please come in here and clean thisup.
for you
♥
:)
I posted lyrics and didn't do it to piss anyone off.
They are doing it to piss Amy off. Ignore it and theyll go away
October 15, 2008 11:53 AM
Amy doesn't care.She's not even here!
Hi elena, I love the smashing pumkins. I posted some smashing pumkin lyrics over at DM. How are you today? I'ts cold where i am, so i'm staying in today!
always ♥
(and you always make mine so fizzy)
:)
By the way anon,i really don't think amy would care. You also should't put words in her mouth either.I don't think she would appreciate that :)
If only Mayo would tell everyone who he wants to run the blog, all of this shit would stop.
It should be clear to him that Amy is the best choice because she's the only one who cares enough about the blog to try and fix it.
STOP POSTING STUPID LYRICS AND POETRY AND QUOTES, PLS!
Mayo has indicated he appreciates the poetry that is written on his blog by displaying it on his front page. For all you know, you may be removing a great source of pleasure from the owner of this blog by taking it upon yourself to try and censor the content of the comments.
If only Mayo would tell everyone who he wants to run the blog, all of this shit would stop.
I don't think mayo minds. He posts poems too. Mayo run this blog.
Go back to your porch, pls.
STOP POSTING STUPID LYRICS AND POETRY AND QUOTES, PLS!
What would you like to see posted?
It should be clear to him that Amy is the best choice because she's the only one who cares enough about the blog to try and fix it.
Some people cared enough to leave. They wanted to try and spare Mayo from having to read the barrage of unpleasant comments that were being directed at them relentlessly. Sadly, it didn't work, but their selflessness has not gone unnoticed.
Some people cared enough to leave. They wanted to try and spare Mayo from having to read the barrage of unpleasant comments
Yes alot of them did leave, and since they left, thats all i see is a barrage of unpleasent comments.How can you explain that?
What would you like to see posted?
I think the more appropriate question would be, what would Amy like to see posted?
Hey TS
I'm at work and it's rainy and sorta cold here. A good day to curl up with a book and a cup of tea.
I don't think Mayo wants anybody to run his blog. It's his blog. I would think he would appreciate the commenters here showing a little respect and kindness. Not making fun of or intentionally insulting others might be a good way to do that.
I don't think Mayo gives a flying fuck.
Yes it is elena! I'm still in my pjs drinking coffee.
12:23
An even better question
What would you like Amy to post at her own blog? Apparently she is not allowed to post her thoughts there.
What can Amy post at her blog?
It doesn't matter what people posts.Someone will just copy and paste it, which i think is wrong :(
♥click♥
:)
I am a new anon to this conversation, but I feel moved to comment on the topic.
My opinion is that the true target of the attacks isn't the people who so "selflessly" left, it's the blog itself, as should be obvious since the attacks haven't ended.
There are people who come here to comment anonymously because they can be petty and acrimonious without constraint. To my way of thinking, these commenters are not the true members of this online community, as by their very actions in posting those comments they set themselves outside the community you have built here, and can therefore be ignored to the best of your abilities.
Cling to what is true here, Lovelies and Bloggers, because what you have is very special.
People know when they post something controversial on their blog it will get copied and pasted here.
Don't even pretend to be that naïve, Amy "defender anon".
♥
The only "true" thing I see here is that certain lovelies can't stand other lovelies.
The only "true" thing I see here is that certain lovelies can't stand other lovelies.
That might be true, but it is the anons that try to rub it in and speak for people when they are not even here. They speak for people and just make it worse. It's like they are trying to egg it on.
12:36 (first)
Since some left, the attacks aren't so bad. I understand that you're trying to be kind but you must have missed the details. Most of the attacks were personal and only regular bloggers who have been around a long time would know the buttons to push.
:)
you are so sweet, my sweet
♥♥
"Anonymous said...
The only "true" thing I see here is that certain lovelies can't stand other lovelies."
Exactly! They can't pretend to get along when no one will bend.
Twisted, the anons are blues. Get a clue already.
Twisted, the anons are blues. Get a clue already.
October 15, 2008 12:44
I don't really care i would rather stay clueless! I guess you are a regular ?
Many anons have been here for a long time. I suspect some tried to join in and were treated badly, therefore they hold a grudge.
I don't really care i would rather stay clueless!
Ignorance is bliss.
I guess you are a regular ?
Yea
Ask those anons who treated them bad. That should be fun.
I guess you are a regular ?
Yea
Doubt it. Don't you know the rules? Regulars posing as anons never admit to posing as anons.
Duh.
Many anons have been here for a long time. I suspect some tried to join in and were treated badly, therefore they hold a grudge.
October 15, 2008 12:50 PM
Well i'm really sorry about that, but sometimes it is better to let a grudge go.It's not good for anyone. If i held on to every bad thing that has been said about me or has been done to me, i would be a very sad person indeed. but i put a smile on my face everyday and choose to be happy.
12:42, what you say might be fact, and some of those that persist in posting negative comments may very well be individuals who also have accounts, but I maintain that what is core about "Blog Believe" are the connections and community that exist here.
I believe it is up to each individual who posts here, whether they have an account or not, to maintain a sense of personal responsibility, and behave accordingly. Those that do not can thus be disregarded, for they are proving themselves to be outside the purpose of this blog, which, as I have come to understand it, is one of fellowship.
This blog is truly a unique spot. Do not let go of it easily.
Let me ask you this, 12:58. Do you think it is up to the bloggers here to decide what is or is not appropriate for other bloggers to post?
12:54 thanks for making my point for me.
1:01 I'm not who you wanted but I don't think that's fair. It's not fair to belittle other bloggers either.
Anonymous said...
Let me ask you this, 12:58. Do you think it is up to the bloggers here to decide what is or is not appropriate for other bloggers to post?
I'm not 12:58 but I believe it's only up to Mayo. His blog, his rules. Now if only he would grow a pair and say that signed in....
I'm not expecting Mayo to grow a pair anytime soon.
when mayo asked anons to stop posting porn, it stopped immediately. (yeah i thought that was kind of weird too)
if mayo asked for the attacks to stop they probably would.
he won't ask for the attacks to stop, he loves the drama.
mayo is so desperate to please. it would do him good to stand his ground once in a while and say what he thinks, regardless of whether or not it pisses people off.
Mayo actually had to delete the porn posts before they stopped. He also said it was only because he couldn't allow plagiarism and sexual harassment on his blog -- and this was only after somebody pointed out that fanfic was being copied and pasted without the consent of the writers which was probably against Blogger's rules.
It should't be up to him to say anything. I think it is up to us to now right from wrong.
now= know
unlikely twisted sister when you don't even know now from know.
I beat you to it! I knew you were going to go there! :)
Yea, Mayo let the porn posting go on way longer that he should.
He also said it was only because he couldn't allow plagiarism and sexual harassment on his blog
So he's cool with harassment as long as it's not sexual harassment?
^than
in other words, he asked for the porn to stop to cover his own ass, not because it was upsetting a lot of his lovelies and was even being written about some of the lovelies. sounds about right.
So he's cool with harassment as long as it's not sexual harassment?
I'd say you're exactly right on that one. And he probably wouldn't have done anything about the sexual harassment and plagiarism if he hadn't been afraid the blog would get deleted.
Helluva guy, that Mayo.
1:01, I certainly do not think that. In fact, those that have been making suggestions about the manner in which this blog ought to be "run" are behaving very foolishly, in my opinion.
This blog is the product of a single writer, and is therefore owned by him. That it has become a community is a remarkable thing, but it is not a democracy, with guidelines to be set by the majority. All who post comments here, myself included, are guests of Mayonaise. This should never be forgotten. Assuming otherwise, assuming one has the authority to determine the flow of this community is, as I said before, foolish, and to be quite honest, arrogant.
Please, all who post here, regardless the name or lack therof you post under, mind your manners. Doing so here, in an online community, will serve you well in every other facet of your lives.
Thank you for the conversation.
If you read Amy's comments on her own blog you will see she doesn't have an answer for anybody to the question of WHY she singled out only five or six people for her Fix. Some people can post their lyrics, poetry and play games (Elena is obviously allowed ), but the 'Porchies' are not. She doesn't deny it. Amy said her problem was that it interrupted her blog conversations and she thought it was rude. An anon came in the other night and interrupted her conversation and she deemed that OK and then was quick to add that she didn't know who it was. The more important thing was that she did know who it WASN'T.
I also thought Mayo liked the poetry, questions, games and other comments. But Amy said it bothered her. No one can reason with that. It's her 'feeling' and obviously, her 'feeling' is the only one that matters.
All who post comments here, myself included, are guests of Mayonaise. This should never be forgotten. Assuming otherwise, assuming one has the authority to determine the flow of this community is, as I said before, foolish, and to be quite honest, arrogant.
Watch out. Them's fightin' words to Elena. Don't you know that Mayo said the blog belonged to everyone?
1:21
I don't think this obsession you have with Amy and her fix is healthy. Let it go. Stop going to blog. Stop reading what's written there if it upsets you so much. Move on.
Watch out. Them's fightin' words to Elena. Don't you know that Mayo said the blog belonged to everyone?
October 15, 2008 1:23 PM
Again with putting words in someones mouth. Do you not have words of you own?
there is no reasoning with people here. emotion rules.
This blog is the product of a single writer, and is therefore owned by him. That it has become a community is a remarkable thing, but it is not a democracy, with guidelines to be set by the majority. All who post comments here, myself included, are guests of Mayonaise. This should never be forgotten. Assuming otherwise, assuming one has the authority to determine the flow of this community is, as I said before, foolish, and to be quite honest, arrogant.
Well said, Anon. Thank you.
If you want to cast a vision that will send your team in the
right direction for the long haul, you must do it with logic and
emotion. It's not an either/or situation. You must have both.
Anonymous said...
This is an excerpt from an interview that appeared in Metal Hammer in January '06. It's kind of long, so bear with me.
You know when you tell the girls in the crowd not to flash their tits at bands who ask them to? (to Gerard)
"Yeah."
Well, do you ever feel a bit of a tit doing that?
"I don't know what you mean."
Do you ever feel a bit pious?
"Yeah, I know what you mean," he says. "And I do worry about being pious, sure. But it's also important to me to say those kind of things. It's important to me, to us, that our audience know that they don't have to act in that stupid way that some rock bands want them to. They don't have to act like that. And, more than that, we don't want them to act that way."
If you were to ask the girls in your audience to flash their tits at you, how many of them do you think would comply?
Frank Iero smiles and says, "I don't know. I guess there would be some of them that would do that. Just because we asked them to."
"Yeah, I think some would," says Mikey Way.
But Gerard Way has thought of something. And this something, for him, is worth believing in.
"Sure, there'd be those that would do that. We don't have complete control over the audience, and neither do we want complete control over the audience. But what I do want is to be able to relate to at least some parts of our audience. So while there are people out there who will get their tits out simply because I ask them to -- there are also those that'd be really disappointed that I did ask them to. And it's those people that I'm interested in."
October 15, 2008 8:22 AM
Anonymous Anonymous said...
But it's okay to tell young girls to simulate orgasm...
And it's perfectly fine to associate with a band who makes a practice of humiliating their fans...
And this guy's idea of a "perfect match" is a woman whose main talent is flashing her crotch onstage.
The hypocrisy is mind-boggling.
October 15, 2008 8:24 AM
Anonymous Anonymous said...
How do you know when Gerard Way is lying?
His lips move.
October 15, 2008 8:26 AM
Anonymous Anonymous said...
so let me get this straight. gerard can't relate to girls who flash their tits, just the ones who flash their crotch.
umkay.
October 15, 2008 8:39 AM
Anonymous Anonymous said...
"So while there are people out there who will get their tits out simply because I ask them to -- there are also those that'd be really disappointed that I did ask them to. And it's those people that I'm interested in."
So does that mean Gerard is interested in us, as in the people bitching on this blog? LMAO. He certainly fooled me.
October 15, 2008 9:29 AM
Watch out. Them's fightin' words to Elena. Don't you know that Mayo said the blog belonged to everyone?
okay anon you made me giggle. I'm a lover not a fighter.
Anonymous said...
Mayo doesn't police this blog or ever tell anyone what they should or shouldn't talk about here.
Why should one of the visitors (and yes, all of you are just visitors, like it or not) dictate what goes on here?
October 3, 2008 9:21 PM
Elena said...
9:12 beg to differ with you.
Mayonaise is for you to share, for everyone. It became more your home than mine, and that is amazing.
POSTED BY MAYONAISE AT WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 14, 2007
YEAH, IT BELONGS TO EVERYONE. WE ARE NOT VISITORS. WE ALL BELONG HERE. WE ALL NEED TO RESPECT EACH OTHER AND PLAY NICE.
October 3, 2008 9:39 PM
9:12 was a typo. It was directed at 9:21. And as you can see, I am not putting words in anyone's mouth. They're right there for you to read.
Blogger Amyranth said...
What bothers me is when the posts are nothing but blather. Posting as TV characters, posting poetry constantly, especially when it's randomly inserted into a conversation, posting song lyrics when nobody's discussing songs. Stuff like that.
That's where I think there is a lack of respect. I've lurked many times on the blog, with nothing of worth to say. So I don't say anything.
THIS IS THE POINT. THIS IS WHAT CERTAIN PEOPLE DON'T GET.
if Amyranth singled out a group of people it's because THEY were the ones posting BLATHER.
Oh and I stand by what I said. This place belongs to all of us. Even if Mayo's name is on the lease. We all need to be respectful of each other.
if Amyranth singled out a group of people it's because THEY were the ones posting BLATHER.
October 15, 2008 1:52 PM
One mans blather is another mans treasure ♥
Thank you Elena.
The BLATHER is disrespectful. That is why Amyranth singled out the ones that she did.
All who post comments here, myself included, are guests of Mayonaise. This should never be forgotten.
So why aren't you arguing with this, Elena? Same sentiment.
Oh, I guess it's up to Amyranth to decide what's blather and what isn't.
I've seen anons come in here when she was on ripping a certain group of people to shreds. That doesn't seem to interrupt her conversation. In fact I've seen her agree with a few of them.
So I guess Amyranth does decide what is 'blather' and what isn't after all.
Dead blog. Anyone want to talk about potatoes?
Okay here's the thing...
Everyone has a right to be here. But being respectful of the others around you seems to be a problem for some. Patience seems to be a forgotten art. If someone is playing a game or posting something you don't like why not just let them have their fun? Yeah, I can see if it goes on too long it can be a problem. That is where the respect needs to come in. Those posting need to realize that what they are doing, if it goes on too long, is bothering others. Patience and moderation. Getting along with others. No one can have their own way all the time and think that's right. Try to see things from others perspective.
All amy has to do is read back and see what's going on here during the day. Her #1 fans, telling everyone to go back to the porch or sign in! (Which i find so funny) Why hasn't she told them to back off? I think she likes the situation as it is now.She talks about people who bully, but if they bully for her,that's fine.
I like potatoes. Scalloped ones are my favorite.
One time I ate a whole casserole dish of scalloped potatoes all by myself. It gave me a tummy-ache. :(
I like potatoe milkshakes.
I like potato pancakes.
May Your Stuffing Be Tasty
May your stuffing be tasty
May your turkey plump,
May your potatoes and gravy
Have nary a lump.
Sorry about the poem...but it has potatoes!
Good afternoon/evening/night Mayo, SS, Elena, Ergo, Miranth, Amy (who isn't on this page; but, with all the talk about her I feel as though she's with us!), TJ, FASC, Sdock; various anons, watchers and lurkers; all blatherers, blabblers and those who just like to chat ;)
in the land o'blogbelieve!
How are you all today? Happy, well and planning to do ~ or have done ~ something constructive today!
Ohhh....chocolate whipped cream and strawberries!!!! For me? I wonder who could have left them. Thank you, oh so mysterious anon! ;)
*leaves freshly baked blackberry cobbler (with whipped cream on top, of course) for mysterious anon*
Amy: I hope you're recovering from the 'oven going boom' incident. I'm happy to hear you still have your eyebrows!
Miranth: We're still playing phone tag! One of us should stay still (with a fully charged battery) long enough to be tagged by the other! Give Cleo a big HELLO back!
Sweetcheeks: How are you feeling? Did you get out a bit today?
Ergo: *smoooooooch and ah~owllll*
;)
For your reading pleasure and/or pondering consideration today:
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Bee and Jupiter
an Aesop Fable
A BEE from Mount Hymettus, the queen of the hive, ascended to
Olympus to present Jupiter some honey fresh from her combs.
Jupiter, delighted with the offering of honey, promised to give
whatever she should ask. She therefore besought him, saying,
"Give me, I pray thee, a sting, that if any mortal shall approach
to take my honey, I may kill him." Jupiter was much displeased,
for he loved the race of man, but could not refuse the request
because of his promise. He thus answered the Bee: "You shall
have your request, but it will be at the peril of your own life.
For if you use your sting, it shall remain in the wound you make,
and then you will die from the loss of it."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I love Aesop! I don't particulary like bees. Especially those kamikaze bees! You know, the ones that fly at you, full speed, and won't give up until they strike you and knock themselves out. Yes, I could do without them!
Enjoy your afternoon/evening, everyone. Watch out for those bees!
Hugs and Love,
~Namaste~
6/Wendy
Hi PJ, MissT, Black Jacket, Professor Anon, Pixie and Emily!
O_O Potatoe Milkshakes????
I think I might like those less than I like the kamikaze bees!
Have fun everyone!
*blows kisses to blogbelieve*
No one can have their own way all the time and think that's right.
They posted during the day and were having fun. Most of the people complaining were on at night. You are one of the only ones who is on both, so who would be "getting their own way" if there was censorship?
Besides. Maybe it's just me but to me, it was only on rare occasions that the quoting and games went on for a long time.
Some of you people are making it seem like the porchies were on here every single day for twelve hours doing nothing but playing games. That's nonsense. Most of the time they were just talking like the rest of you do.
There is a lot of exaggeration going on here when you all point to their "lack of respect".....
If Amyranth's Fix was to "fix" things, why did she single out Kapunua about losing her job? That already happened. How is pointing it out going to fix anything? That post was done with malice.
"Here's something else to ponder. Why would you discuss things, or even provide information that you can be used to harass you and possibly make your life unhappy?
This is the internet, darlings. Regardless of who you are, you should never provide information, or allow access to information that anyone can use to identify you offline. Ever. Period."
Unfortunately, it was the OPS who posted Sdock's private email which contained her last name.
I bet it was the OPs who got K fired as well. I don't think random anons would be that vindictive and everyone knows what a loose canon OPJ is.
endless speculation is endless
Amy's comments about posting personal information was just downright bitchy. She wanted to make it clear who she was talking about and you can't deny the underlying sarcasm in the word "darlings".
It doesn't matter who did it.
This is a question I've asked myself a lot. Before anything to "fix" anything even got posted. I think I was asking myself this question even as I was posting here what was happening at work.
"Why am I posting this here? Why am I leaving the journal open? Why am I putting this information out here?"
Everytime I ask that question, the answer surprises me. Because I'm pretty sure I did it on purpose.
I think I wanted the evil, gross people to know I was onto them. I am fairly certain I wanted my ex boss to know that I thought he was being a coward. I think I wanted it to get out how afraid that girl was and how angry I was.
I was so unhappy at work in those last few months, so I really believe that I was purposely tempting fate.
The result was a thousand times more intense than I ever thought, and even as I was surprised, I also wasn't.
Not a day goes by that I'm not thankful I don't have to be at that place anymore. Every day I wake up and to this day, months later, I heave a huge sigh of relief that I don't have to go there anymore. I wake myself up from nightmares in which I have to go back to that place and look one more time at my ex boss's arrogant face. Then I wake up and I realize it was a nightmare and I'm so happy.
Watch me actually get accepted into alternative medical school. Watch me actually finish the doctorate degree. Can you imagine? If I am a doctor someday, it will be because of this blog. That's how important this place is.
Anyways, I really think that's the answer to that question.
Now, I am going to go enjoy some blather. ^_^
Congratulations on your ability to make lemonade, Kapunua. I admire your strength and your optimism.
SS is at OPJ's blog. So to everyone who thinks he doesn't talk to her. Pthththt!
Jesus Christ, anon, is that shit-stirring necessary? Why not yell Nyah nyah nyah na boo boo while you're at it?
HAA HA HA HAA HA OHH i cant help it HAA HA HA ..Im sorry. HAA HA HA HAAAAAAA. Tears are running down my face LOPL!
I'm tired of people thinking he doesn't treasure OPJ. He does. There is a connection.
LOPL=LOL HAAAAA HAA HAAA Ohhh HAAAAA
Best laugh i had all day!
It's him. Trust me. And that is the only blog he has ever visited. So get over it. AND he has gone there before.
You know this to be true through your supr sekrit bloggr powahs! LOPL!! ;D
stoppppp HAAA HAAAAApleeese stop HOOOOHAAAAAAAA
You don't need powers to figure out that it's him. She asked him a question in her poem that she wrote for him and he answered it ON HER BLOG. So back off.
You can laugh all you want. You sound like a child. It's him. But if you want to keep telling yourself it's not.... be my guest. You are the one who is wrong and you look like a fool.
My cousin's son, aged 22, was killed in a road traffic accident today.
I have just spoken to my cousin and her husband, two of the nicest and best people you can meet.
What a fucking conversation that was. His body is on it's way home and they will be able to see him approx 3am. He was their baby boy.
You people, regulars and anons, should get some perspective here. There are worse ways you could be spending an afternoon and evening!
HAAAAAAAAAA I said stop no more HOOOOWEEEEEEI cant take it WHAAAAHAAAAA!
To call us a child after posting a comment that has pthththt in it is hilarious.
So sorry anon. So young.
You just never know. I don't know what i would do if that happened to me. I don't think i would be strong enough to handle that.
wow kapu really thinks shes talking to mayo over at the porch hahahaha
Hi TS
Yes, it is awful.He was just on way home from work. It really is so unfair. Scum can live on and on yet good people go.
His parents are in shock and that will last a long time. In a way I believe shock is a protective mechanism because it will help protect them, somewhat, from the actual awfulness of what a lifetime of reality will be.
good morning
9am anon, thanks
4:05 that is really tragic, devastating for a family, I hope they have friends and family who can help them cope
Bless them, i know it wont be easy.I have a son about that age and it breaks my heart that this has happened. That post really touched me as a mother.I'm sitting here trying to type though my tears.I get emotional when they are so young because they are just starting their lives. I am truly sorry.
Thank you Ergo. Thankfully they have a large immediate and extended family and will have lots of support.
They were what appeared to be an ideal family, all healthy, well educated, good jobs, etc. Who knew what fate had waiting for them today?
Hi everyone.
Anon, I am so so sorry to hear about your family's loss. That is heartbreaking. 22 is no age. It does seem unfair that scum live on while good people die, I have asked myself why that should be many many times and got no answer.
Youand your family just make sure that you are there for each other and talk about the good times you had, make each other smile with memories.
Never stop talking.
Carrie said:
Sudden influx of family talky talking in my face, so I gotta sign off. I say play nice, full stop. See, I know from Miss T if I say period, she thinks of something else. :)
And I'm on it now, so no one fuck with me today *pulls mean face*
Hee hee!
I know I couldn't handle it and I'm horrified whenever I learn that someone else has to try to handle something like that. It's unfathomable.
And you are right; someone always has it worse.
The truth is that we are all currently here, or there, posting poetry or bitching about poetry or whatever, because we are none of us starving, dying, or grieving.
Anonymous said...
It's him. Trust me. And that is the only blog he has ever visited. So get over it. AND he has gone there before.
October 15, 2008 4:01 PM
Lie. He has been to another's blog. More than once.
that is good anon
it'll be a hard time
was it the fault of another driver? (alcohol, drugs or speeding etc) if so many parents find comfort and purpose in joining or contacting charities created to try and combat and raise awareness, begun by parents in the same situations
Actually, I think it's OPJ writing anon comments to herself so she can pretend her precious SS is writing to her at her blog. OPJ is probably the anon at 3:52 and 3:59.
So transparent. It's quite sad, really.
Fimmy, if you read this.
I'm glad you had a safe trip. Is it raining in Manchester?
Hello Miss T and Kapunua
No Ergo, he was travelling as a passenger going to work. Road conditions were bad as there was an oil spill but no road warnings. It was an unnecessary accident. Driver was killed too.
This will sound weird but as a family we are quite close to dead people, we don't see them though!, and I know that once they pass the shock, anger, hopeless and acceptance stages they will have some comfort.
Anonymous said...
Actually, I think it's OPJ writing anon comments to herself so she can pretend her precious SS is writing to her at her blog. OPJ is probably the anon at 3:52 and 3:59.
So transparent. It's quite sad, really.
October 15, 2008 4:53 PM
J doesn't have to make up anon comments to herself. Why don't you go take a look at the porch and see who's been posting to herself since 10:49 this morning?
Hi anon 4:05.
I hope you can take some comfort in your closeness to the dead. You have to take comfort in whatever you can at a time like this.
I hate reading about these kinds of accidents. Such a pointless end to life.
Just so sad.
My thoughts go out to you and your family and the family of the driver too.
it's quite sad how a porkie can't face the truth!
Lol, anon. Your idiocy makes for high entertainment.
it's quite sad that someone spends the majority of their time criticizing others when they can improve their own lives.
Thought you were talking about Mayo and K before. Many apologies.
so any nice anon that visits J's blog is automatically SS.
deluded much?
*rolls eyes*
i could say the same thing about you how you really think she writes anon comments to herslef. the only person stupid enough for that is kapu she always talks to herself all day cos she has no friends.
Anonymous Anonymous said...
SS is at OPJ's blog. So to everyone who thinks he doesn't talk to her. Pthththt!
October 15, 2008 3:52 PM
so any nice anon that visits J's blog is automatically SS.
deluded much?
*rolls eyes*
aw a poor porkie who doesn't like the idea of SS talking to anyone but the suck ups!!
You don't need powers to figure out that it's him. She asked him a question in her poem that she wrote for him and he answered it ON HER BLOG.
How do you know she wrote that poem for him? I thought she wrote it for L.
could you stop it please anons?
other anon, that is so sad,
Do you have people erect roadside crosses over there?
they do that here and I think it acts as a reminder to drive as safely as possible to many drivers, seeing that tragic reminder as they pass.
I know they do for me
but there are 2 anons who commented at J's blog. I suppose the other anon is Mayo.
LOL
It's odd how fixated you are, anon, on Kapunua, and how well you think you know the intimate details of her life, like how many friends she has.
you dont need to be einstein to know shes a loner. look how many hours a day she is on the computer, probably 8
I'm not J or SS but it seems to me that the way the anon speaks to J is very friendly, like he is familiar with her, the way you are with a good friend. The comment also reads as if it is referencing a previous conversation or a private joke between the two of them. Perhaps one they might have shared in person?
guys i am in and out!
anon i am so sorry about the death of your friend's son at such a young age.
truly awful!
my thoughts are with them and you. we all count our blessings it's not us, but in a way thank god we don't know the future.
hi ergo, K, miss T, TS, nice anons etc etc.
miss T! great result for us tonight with the footie yeah!!
take some pain killers for your tummy pain my friend. i hate those full stops!!^_~
but i miss them when they don't arrive on time!!!
gotta fly!
love to you all!
SS is at OPJ's blog. So to everyone who thinks he doesn't talk to her. Pthththt!
If that's how you behave, even if it was him (which we all know it wasn't) I doubt he would ever post anything at your blog J.
I don't know 5:11. Seeing that you "know" her so well means you must be here constantly to study her habits.
You are accusing her of the very same thing you appear to do.
Unfortunately not, Ergo but it sounds like a really good idea. There will probably be flowers for a while but that's it.
He lived and died about 400 miles from his parents' house. At least they won't pass it regularly although I'm sure they will visit the spot in time.
It is tragic. I am not there unfortunately. I can only pray and send best thoughts until I see them at Christmas.
They used to hide all Santa presents in our house and would come over to wrap them on Christmas Eve. It was always good fun. I would write Christmas Cards to him and brothers and sign them as Santa. He used to be delighted and show his card off to all visitors.
Simpler times!
i noticed how often she is on the comp and that means i "study" her?
oh I meant to say Hi missT
I'm getting ready for work and forgot before my shower, sorry
She asked him a question in her poem that she wrote for him and he answered it ON HER BLOG.
What question?
I don't see a question or an answer. Can someone please explain.
I'm not a mean anon, I just can't see what you're talking about.
She actually said it herself....
Blogger Kapunua said...
Haha! You showed up! How wonderful. :) I wish I could see you in blue and that you had a blog of your own. Yes, very intriguing, when it sounds like you might actually be someone I know! Except that I don't really know that many people. Hmm.
I'm glad you are delighted because I always get that little jump when you show up; it's so funny and I'm so lame.
Now I'm going to wonder for the rest of the day. :)
4:49 PM, October 15, 2008
it's memories like that which will be treasures now anon.
I see so many crosses, some I knew, some I didn't but it all reminds us of how brief life can be and how instantly it can change.
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