but GOD I'm tired today.I hate being tired at work. :(
Are you serious, ozone?Yes, I'm serious. Humorman has already received a warning via PQ. I won't say more…
Be nice guys. :)
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Is kyupol in loooooooooooove, or are ya just being crazy again?
No I'm not in love.
And I'm not crazy either.
This angel I'm talking about… her time is almost up on this planet because the physical body only lasts between 70-140 years. And her physical body is infected by a lethal disease.
When she leaves this planet, there's gonna be a demon who is set to take all of her remaining material wealth. As if material wealth can be brought to hell…
In other news… my pageviews for MAG-ISA skyrocketed after I started translating Combatron [Space Warrior]. Its a collab project with a friend of mine thats why the art in the comic pages are a completely different style than my own.
Combatron had a circulation of hundreds of thousands back in the 80s-90s when it was a comic. So I know that almost everyone in the Philippines knows who Combatron is. Its fans who were kids back then are all grown up now and are in the workforce.
So yeah. I feel a bit nervous because C[SW] might not live up to expectations. lol
Love is wonderful and that's what I usually get from the angels at my shoulder.(the spirit of my maternal grandfather who was joined by my grandmother ten years ago) It is when they want the same conditions they demanded in life that I get upset. Once they learn those are no longer applicable to their new existence they are so comforting and helpful.
So believing in a spiritual world is even possible for an atheist. So with this kyupol I'm with you. May your angel give you the blessings and comfort mine have given me.
Remember when people who talked to themselves were just crazy rather than rude for talking on cell phones in public?
I prefer the companionship of schizophrenics to cell phone junkies. Their conversations have content where the great majority of cell phone conversations are inane. lol!
I jsut got pegged for a few extra days of work which is nice because my wife just told me that we have $30,000 worth of credit card debt. She also admitted that she should have listened to me because I've been warning her about this for eight years. At one point I gave her a paymetn schedule. She didn't listen to Cassandra, but then no one ever did.
It's usually best in a long term relationship if one of the partners is weak at grasping financial realities he [or she] admits it and then keeps those pea picking paws away from the income flow and money management.
At the time that the revelation hit me I was watching British Television's Chef shows wherein the protagonist finally admitted to his wife that he was "Stupid about money."
Similarly it was driven home to me that I was the financially daft one in our marriage. I admitted to my wife that I was stupid about money and have kept my hands off the finances ever since. As a consequence we are doing much MUCH better now financially.
It's usually best in a long term relationship if one of the partners is weak at grasping financial realities he [or she] admits it and then keeps those pea picking paws away from the income flow and money management.I guess that'd be me if I ever marry. I spend whatever I have in my pocket almost instantly… so generally I have nothing in it.
At the time that the revelation hit me I was watching British Television's Chef shows wherein the protagonist finally admitted to his wife that he was "Stupid about money."
Similarly it was driven home to me that I was the financially daft one in our marriage. I admitted to my wife that I was stupid about money and have kept my hands off the finances ever since. As a consequence we are doing much MUCH better now financially.
It's usually best in a long term relationship if one of the partners is weak at grasping financial realities he [or she] admits it and then keeps those pea picking paws away from the income flow and money management.
At the time that the revelation hit me I was watching British Television's Chef shows wherein the protagonist finally admitted to his wife that he was "Stupid about money."
Similarly it was driven home to me that I was the financially daft one in our marriage. I admitted to my wife that I was stupid about money and have kept my hands off the finances ever since. As a consequence we are doing much MUCH better now financially.
Irony: at the beginning of the relationship I was the irresponsible one, but my wife convinced me to cut up my credit cards and stop racking up the debt. Now she's proven to be much worse despite my warnings. I learned my lesson. If I don't have the money I don't spend it. She gets upset when I spend my money whenever I get it. Yet she is spending thousands we don't have. If we had the money and then spent all of it, IMHO that would be much better than spending what we do not have.
I feel like a kid again. I'm watching Tom and Jerry on my TV.
Today I got the novel I have been working on printed out. All 188 pages. Hopefully I'll get is published this summer. If not, no big deal. I was writing it to occupy my time. I'll keep trying just so I will have something to do.
Irony: at the beginning of the relationship I was the irresponsible one, but my wife convinced me to cut up my credit cards and stop racking up the debt. Now she's proven to be much worse despite my warnings. I learned my lesson. If I don't have the money I don't spend it. She gets upset when I spend my money whenever I get it. Yet she is spending thousands we don't have. If we had the money and then spent all of it, IMHO that would be much better than spending what we do not have.
Women really like to shop. I think it's a result of some weird instinct and psychological need. I spend a lot of time window shopping or scoping out the latest biggest baddest thing I want but rarely go out and buy it. Debt is so scary.
It's usually best in a long term relationship if one of the partners is weak at grasping financial realities he [or she] admits it and then keeps those pea picking paws away from the income flow and money management.
At the time that the revelation hit me I was watching British Television's Chef shows wherein the protagonist finally admitted to his wife that he was "Stupid about money."
Similarly it was driven home to me that I was the financially daft one in our marriage. I admitted to my wife that I was stupid about money and have kept my hands off the finances ever since. As a consequence we are doing much MUCH better now financially.
I think I'll probably have to work out some 50/50 agreement there. I'm great at saving money and keeping it banked, but absolutely terrible at things like investing. I've never been one to keep track of the number exactly, I just keep the amount I know I can spend safely and never spend more than that, I'm better at just finding the cheapest option and at making more money go in than comes out.
I feel incredibly lazy. For the last two days, I've done nothing but sit around and watch anime. I get the feeling that if I had a shop set up, I'd be in there working, but I don't. It's been so long since I sat around and did nothing for any extended period of time that I actually find myself almost panicking about the thought that I'm not doing something I should be.
Crocty is calling me names and Ochi is throwing hypocritical statements at me. Mafia brings out the worst in people.
It's like a miniature TD!
I like how some new guy is joining the "I hate humorman" bandwagon even though he's hardly played the game. Perhaps I should give him the business, seeing how he is seeking it.
What are you rambling on about again?
You're not funny at all. Just to let you know :P
How was I trying to be funny? I don't even know you.
Since when did I become the most hated person on this site?
Don't worry Kyupol pretty much outmatches everyone for that title, and he actually believes the mumbo-jumbo he posts.
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I've been really slacking on gym time, but aunt flo wont leave me alone and my mid-may allergys are here too. I have slimmed down though as my pants are way looser than before.
Awright next week i'll go every day no matter what >[
Crocty is calling me names and Ochi is throwing hypocritical statements at me. Mafia brings out the worst in people.
It's like a miniature TD!
I like how some new guy is joining the "I hate humorman" bandwagon even though he's hardly played the game. Perhaps I should give him the business, seeing how he is seeking it.
What are you rambling on about again?
You're not funny at all. Just to let you know :P
How was I trying to be funny? I don't even know you.
Since when did I become the most hated person on this site?
Oh psshhh. How can't you know me!?! I post everywhere (well, except a few places) And technically, nobody knows me on here.
I'll introduce myself real quick. I'm Ryu. :3
Oh, and I never said I hated you. Ozone told us to play nice, sooooo yeaah :)
You're alright in my book, by the way. I just had to say something about your name :P
But anywho, I met this pretty cool girl on the bus ride home from the field trip. We both like the same bands, and same songs. It was crazy. I talked to a bunch of new girls, and got a lot of new friends. And lots of complements about my eyes. It was a good day :3
This morning the wife gave me a surprise order. Spring has sprung with a vengeance where I live in the deep south of the United States and plants are growing like crazy. She pointed out that the jasmine plants, which are more than head tall now, have been putting out creeping runners all over the place and actually pulling their own plant mass body towards the ground.
"Attend to that," said the queen of the house.
"Yes dear," I replied with a barely audible sigh attached to my voice. I hate gardening!
A couple of hours later, not only are the runners pulled free of the grass and the body mass of the three jasmine groups standing upright again but I have re-staked and tied everything off so that it will STAY upright. Plus I wove all the runners across to one another so that all three masses are now mutually attached to one another and will eventually create thick and massive covered arches of vines between themselves. It already looks pretty cool and should look fantastic in a few more years.
So, is it a job well done so that the wife will be happy with the husband? Bwahahahahahahaha! That's NOT the way that this works! Anyway, mission accomplished in MY estimation. I went in the house and broiled myself a steak as a reward.
I think I have spring fever. I've been feeling mopey all week, crying at any mention of romance. I was reading the advice column (which I don't ever read) in Reader's Digest and saw a letter from a man who was trying to convince his beloved that she was beautiful. I teared up and had to avoid talking to anyone until I read enough silly anecdotes to dry my eyes.
Then I was watching a show on TLC about the "science of sex." They talked about brain activity of falling in love (not lust, though they talked about that too). These couples were talking about being in love, and I started to get depressed. Then they talked about kissing and the brain sending the same chemicals triggered by certain drugs (LSD? I can't remember). I turned to my sister and said, "Maybe I should do drugs."
If you haven't kissed anyone by my age, is there really any hope? Maybe at 18 or even 20 it would be cute, but now I'm pretty pathetic. Even if there were decent eligible people in my part of the world, I'd probably fall into my "Eek! Single Guy!" mode, lose my voice, and find somewhere to hide. My friends are just as single as me but completely into being strong, independent woman. You know, the "who needs men?" (but heterosexual) type. They used to make fun of me for having crushes, being tongue-tied around men, etc. I don't know. I guess I am silly. I believe in true love. I want to be courted (does that happen anymore?). Even if it did, I'm sure that sort of thing is reserved for pretty girls. Sigh.
Damn springtime. Damn TV.
Usedbooks I won't give advice in this area but I will note something interesting. As should come as no surprise I, among many of the rest of us posting on these DD forum boards, have had recourse in the past to mood altering medications for depression or anxiety or bipolar disorder.
I noticed that when I was on Effexor for a while my entire personality changed and thus did my outlook on life. It was very interesting to no longer be me on legal prescription medication. I eventually, however, weaned myself off the stuff simply because I got tired of no longer being ME anymore. Still, it has been very useful to be able to compare and contrast the two personalities and struggle to take the best from BOTH Charleyhorses and try to merge them together on my own . . . with some success, I might add. In other words, I am now also not quite the original pre-medication Charleyhorse.
Some of us need chemical help from the medical world from time to time to help us see the world in a little different way and, hopefully, cope in a better way with life's inevitable slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. I may go back on the stuff some day, or it's more modern and – one supposes – more effective breakthrough equivalent.
Just some food for thought. Do with it what you will.
Thanks, but I'd rather avoid chemical influences. I don't even use caffeine except as a rare treat. A relative of mine was on something as a teen, and it helped him a lot, but I don't think I need anything like that (plus it is expensive). I just get girlishly weepy now and then but never anything that inhibits my daily life.
I'm a little sad I never had a chance at romance, but I sort of like the daydreaming and the thought that maybe someday, I'll meet a guy as pathetic as me, and it'll be a beautiful love story. I like being a hopeless romantic. I channel it into fiction. (After my little cry session, I actually found some inspiration that broke a two-month spell of writer's block.)
Feels good to vent, though. I need a diary.
Blogs are supposed to be good for that. You can actually lock them down so that no one but yourself can read it. But I found that without outside interaction I wasn't motivated to keep one updated.I've tried keeping journals, diaries and blogs but none last for more than a handful of entries. Interesting things don't happen enough. The one I kept the longest was more of an inner musings thing than life events. Those were actually more depressing than therapeutic. I wanted to write about love and adventure but all I had to write about was homework and family…
It's always something, isn't it?
:spin:
Then I kept one that was entirely fictitious. That was fun. Oh, and a dream journal. I thought I'd keep up with that one. It was really fun for a while, but then my dreams became bland (like one where I spent the whole dream looking for a light bulb to replace one that burned out or another dream where I was waiting for a bus).
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