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Post by Ryosuke on Aug 1, 2006 22:06:14 GMT -5
I think I must've committed some hideous crime in my previous life, so that karma does not allow me to have an interesting and fulfilling job. |
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Post by samplestiltskin on Aug 2, 2006 11:45:33 GMT -5
I am not sure any job stays interesting and fulfilling for long. Intelligent people are not meant to survive in this system. Drones are ideal for their purposes. At least that's what I tell myself to de-bunk my unhealthy theory that I am actually an alien and that is why I don't feel at home on this planet.
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Post by luke on Aug 25, 2006 1:08:20 GMT -5
I can't remember what it's like to be 18.
15 I can remember. I knew everything, my parents were naive and didn't understand, and I was almost permanently erect.
21 is easy, I had a good grasp on the world and oh shit, it was time to ditch the fake ID.
18? I have no idea. Part of me wants to say that I was some horny little jackass who didn't know shit, but that's so false. Because I can remember being 15 and just about as "wise" as I am today. I'm willing to bet that at 18 I was as attuned to reality as I am today, and perhaps even a bit more enthusiastic and talented. But I don't know, because I can't fucking remember.
18 I remember only in flashes. A year that started off with a near complete loss of faith in women, that culminated in me getting kicked out of the house and then starting college off to a real motherfucking bang.
I'd been on these boards for a full year by then. I was a better writer, and more freshly well read. I was a jackass and a shit-talker. I was violent and insecure. I was passive and secure. My mind was all over the fucking place, but I couldn't even tell you where the fucking place was. I'm lost on 18.
I'd like to know where my perception was, and what went through my mind. Who was I?
19's not much better.
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Post by luke on Aug 25, 2006 1:15:39 GMT -5
Y'know that minx angelaweeps threatened to meet up with me one day soon. Her and the ol' jackass.
But she also threatened to post some more, and that didn't happen at all. So who knows.
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Post by samplestiltskin on Aug 25, 2006 13:07:51 GMT -5
There is an alarming gap in my memory too, from like... 1990 to 2005. Don't think I missed much. But yeah. Wish I knew.
Is Sweet even still alive? I think I've seen Weeps much more recently. One of those brief tease posts that got us all excited. Weren't they living in NO? Wonder where the hell they ended up.
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Post by samplestiltskin on Aug 31, 2006 10:43:21 GMT -5
Happy birthday ryo! Drinks on me.
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Post by sisyphus on Aug 31, 2006 12:04:31 GMT -5
happy birthday!
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Post by samplestiltskin on Sept 6, 2006 9:58:16 GMT -5
the state of my "monday" existence
it's wednesday
which functions as my monday, seeing as
my monday consisted of getting stranded in kansas
sitting on the side of the road
with my paranoid schizophrenic friend
waiting for someone to give us a ride somewhere
friend speaks at length
even endlessly
of how he knows/has met each person who passes by
(i took what seemed like thousands of hits of rejection sitting on the side of the road for three hours like that)
until i thought perhaps the best treatment for my poor friend's affliction
might be to crush his head with a large rock.
now it's wednesday
i'm sunburned
and very grouchy
back at work
but damn this vanilla almond tea is pretty tasty.
the end.
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Post by phil on Sept 6, 2006 10:21:38 GMT -5
"On The Road"
By Samples ... ;D
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Post by samplestiltskin on Sept 6, 2006 10:56:46 GMT -5
After finally getting towed into town and having many many hours to waste while waiting to be rescued by my mother, we visited a graveyard, where I found:  and also, this weird statue of a saint with his foot resting on a SKULL of all things. Sorry, my digicam sucks, you can't really see it.  |
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Post by phil on Sept 6, 2006 11:29:47 GMT -5
HÉ ! WHAT do you think they put exactly in that tomb ...  |
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Post by Ryosuke on Sept 6, 2006 19:43:04 GMT -5
Yikes, I missed the birthday wishes from samples and sisyphus! This is way late, but thanks girls!  |
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Post by sisyphus on Sept 6, 2006 23:38:22 GMT -5
I think I must've committed some hideous crime in my previous life, so that karma does not allow me to have an interesting and fulfilling job. le sigh. i hear you. |
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Post by samplestiltskin on Sept 7, 2006 9:04:43 GMT -5
I don't know what I did to get stuck in office work, but it must have been bad.
Had the bloodcurdling experience of butting heads with the older generation yesterday at work. My office is very small, only five people work here. I am far and away the youngest (as usual....) and since I just started, I try to jump in on conversations and stuff. Well, this is a bad idea. Apparently, since I am young, I am still stupid and ignorant and idealistic, knowing nothing of what the real world is really like. All this just for answering a question put to me about how I feel about hunting. So tired of being treated as "the office kid" who still has so much to learn about life, namely how to become complacent, closed-minded and teach my children how to shoot animals they aren't even going to eat.
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Post by Meursault on Oct 22, 2006 15:41:51 GMT -5
Happy Birthday Paul and D! ;D
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