The not happy thread

She was a nutter and you picked her up anyway?

 

It wasn't deliberate. On a packed train, it was hard to avoid her, and her inane babbling on about things and giving me advice.

 

Dante, reading your post about insane women and then seeing Bill Bailey's pic for your avatar, makes me crack up big time! LOL! Nutters can be great inspiration for your writing... so there is a plus side to all of it.

Now as for me, I'd just like to say:

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the stress is killing me... I don't know if we are going to have enough time to get it all done...

 

It sounds kind of childish, but because of the snow I missed the three revision sessions before my Maths exam. AHHHH!

 

God, I feel your pain. Without fail, if we have a crazy person come into my store, they come straight to me and won't go away. Once, I had to hide in the manager's office after a guy followed me around for 40 minutes or so, and then when he finally left and I came out, he came back in. When I left for the night, my manager (he's an MMA fighter, pretty big guy) scoured the parking lot to make sure the guy wasn't still out there and then walked me to my car.

I know we're not in the same situation, but I echo your sentiments. I'm like two baby steps away from a complete breakdown.

 

Are you a scary normal bride, Heather?

 

LOL sadly, my stress is not even really wedding related. I'm nervous about the wedding, but it's work stress that is really pushing me over the edge. Ugh.

 

Half past seven on a weekend and I'm tired out. I haven't a clue how or why.

 

It's ok darl, we can have a mental breakdown together. I'm not far off having one.

 

I want snow! I WANT SNOW!

GIVE ME MORE SNOW!

 

The last time I had snow in my place was in 1994, when I was a five-year-old lad. Never had snow since.

 

Now, this is going to sound petty as hell:

I have the 'soul' of a Romantic, the mind of an Existentialist, and the body of a fundamentalist Christian. This leads to all kinds of 'hilarious' situations.

 

How does one have the body of a fundamentalist Christian (not that a romantic soul/existentialist mind is any easier to understand)?

Are you using body as a metaphor, or talking sobriety/virginity here?

 

A metaphor. I feel physically uplifted by Christian music, and likewise tend to have a strong 'sense' of the divine. I'm an atheist, though, and don't believe in any higher power. It's something that can be compared to the instincts Freud assigned to the Id. I feel that my default ideological position, had I not been blessed by an immensely liberal upbringing, would have been that of some high-ranking minister. For example, the concept of transcending the body through faith is extremely attractive to me. Likewise monogomy is an entrancing concept to me, despite the fact my views on it range from neutral to unfavorable when I apply reason to the concept.

By a romantic soul, I mean that I have a natural flair for creating Romantic ideas (even though I think they're a load of rubbish) and found it far easier to understand Romanticism than ideas of a similar era. It just 'clicked'. I would have been one of the legion Romantics had I been born a century or two earlier.

Finally, by an Existential mind I mean that I always believe myself to have a choice in any matter, and that's a conclusion I reached through reasoning and reading of existential works. Likewise for many more complicated ideas.

As the modern world is not built for such paradoxes, sticky situations tend to arise around the way those three ideologies collide and react.

 

Bad day.

 

I have this issue with trying to depress myself. I managed to find a website about this company that takes pictures to commemorate stillborn children. I'm reading their "Stories" section, and about to cry. I'm dumb.

 

I just want to sleep again. It isn't even 5pm yet, and I could just drift away quite happily. I'm forcing myself to listen to DragonForce to stay awake.

 

I don't want to do homework and I really really don't want to go to work which is making me miss my brother's soccer game that I really really really want to go to

 

@ Dante= Wow, that must be very bad then.

@ Yellow= That sucks. Maybe you can get someone to take a videocamera over to film your brother's soccer game?

 

I don't know who...our camera is too crappy to do that

 

Oh.

Hmmm...

But there MUST be a way. Maybe get a friend of yours to do it with their digital camera/videocamera?

 

Just try not to pay attention and the time will go much quicker, or so I've found.

 

I am unhappy because I have to log off now and I know it will be awhile before I can come back and visit. This week is going to be quite busy for me at work.

 

I'll miss you, Chim-Chim Charoo.

 

Thank you, Hidden. It is nice to know you are missed.