Nightmare Girl

[Sandy_Fox]

Why do I feel as if I've stumbled into a combination slumber party, sex toy demonstration and Dr. Seuss diction class?

*Wanders off looking for a Bluey/English dictionary...and a compass*

Don't forget to lubricate your mind with large quantities of alcohol before trying to read the Bluey/English dictionary. Just a friendly warning because the cover says something about: Warning - Exploding Nipples!

 

[damppanties]

Hellow, Jennywizzle. *smushyhug*
Loverly to sees yas. Drop by anytime. Especially if you want to pick on Dampy.

Why me?

That's good. It's also good that my love covers your way, too, or else I could be peeved about this:


*taps foot*
What did you think it was? The Scrunchy Eyebrows Thread?!

Scrunchy? Scrunchy?? *eyebrow*

You just start too many threads, is all. I was looking for the other one.

 

[jomar]

Why do I feel as if I've stumbled into a combination slumber party, sex toy demonstration and Dr. Seuss diction class?

*Wanders off looking for a Bluey/English dictionary...and a compass*

Beer?

 

[TE999]

Don't forget to lubricate your mind with large quantities of alcohol before trying to read the Bluey/English dictionary. Just a friendly warning because the cover says something about: Warning - Exploding Nipples!

I have a 12 pack of Sam's Winter Lager, a roll of duct tape and a welders mask.

That should do it...now where's that dictionary?

 

[damppanties]

I have a 12 pack of Sam's Winter Lager, a roll of duct tape and a welders mask.

That should do it...now where's that dictionary?

Prolly buried somewhere, coughing and messaging me.

 

[TE999]

Prolly buried somewhere, coughing and messaging me.

Aren't you the lucky one.

 

[bluebell]

<loveliness>

I think the thought of you having Nightmare Girl in your head put it in my head, too. If you ever want some Aimee Mann mp3s, just ask (not that I'm shoving music on you. I don't do that).
And also, Jen hugs are nice.

Why me?

Scrunchy? Scrunchy?? *eyebrow*

You just start too many threads, is all. I was looking for the other one.

1. Because we all want to be you. And we're damn jealous about it.
2. Yes, scrunchy. It was the best word I could come up with. Not like you don't scrunch. You so scrunch. Especially when you don't have the foggiest idea what I'm talking about. Your eyebrows scrunch like mini-blinds.
3. Nuh-uh. You're just backpedaling now. It's too late. The insult is out there.

Prolly buried somewhere, coughing and messaging me.

How did you know?
*cough*
for real

 

[shereads]

Your sig picture is grand.
(As are most things related to you.

Why must every conversation be about my breasts?

 

[damppanties]

1. Because we all want to be you. And we're damn jealous about it.
2. Yes, scrunchy. It was the best word I could come up with. Not like you don't scrunch. You so scrunch. Especially when you don't have the foggiest idea what I'm talking about. Your eyebrows scrunch like mini-blinds.
3. Nuh-uh. You're just backpedaling now. It's too late. The insult is out there.


How did you know?
*cough*
for real

1. pfft.
2. Hehe. That's funny.
3. It's not backpedaling. It's more like explaining the insult.

Antaryami is a good hindi word you could learn. You should look into it.

 

[bluebell]

Beer?

What does this even mean?

Why must every conversation be about my breasts?

Biological imperative. Sorry.

Antaryami is a good hindi word you could learn. You should look into it.

I would, if I knew a Hyderabadi who would tell me what it meant. I was called a ladki last weekend. I'm still trying to figure that one out. Girl, I think? Urdu?

 

[trysail]

<snip>

I guess the real problem is not the doing. It's that question that always follows me around. When stuff like this happens. For years it's woven steady, sturdy fibers into my mind. Inroads.

Why the fuck do you like me at all?

And I keep thinking that I'll be able to get free of it. Gently disintegrate it with love, use patience to work the small, determined knots out of their strongholds.
Maybe one set of hands isn't enough, but maybe I just can't even get near another set to ask them for help.

-end-

Remaining thoughts:
Maybe no one can. Maybe it's an everyone problem. But it's only a problem if you know you're blocking yourself off, or being blocked. If you're not aware, you can't be close to other people, and so you don't run into this problem. But maybe there are some who only hit into the problem by crashing into someone else and realizing it's not completely real yet.
We can't be completely real for everyone, most times, but when we find people who make us want to be completely real I think the self-sabotaging starts. Because something inside convinces us that we're not worthy.

I'm not saying this right at all.

Here is my example.
You can either clean a floor passably and be content, or you can clean a floor superbly, get in all the corners and crannies, and know that every obstacle was tackled in the cleaning of that floor. If you like cleaning the floor superbly, cleaning it passably is gonna annoy the fuck out of you.
I can't explain it any better. It probably doesn't make sense to begin with.

Me mum drilled these words into my brain with such effectiveness that I shall ne'er forget them:

"This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man."

Act I,
Scene iii,
Line 78.

Hamlet
-Ol' Billy Shakespeare (of course)

I have no regret from having lived by that credo. In order to receive and enjoy the affection and respect of those from whom one wishes to receive affection and respect, all that is necessary is to grant them the same. It is far easier to live with an "inner scoreboard" than to waste time worrying about the opinion of others. Be gentle with yourself.

"If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything."

Samuel L. Clemens ( "Mark Twain," of course )
The Tragedy of Pudd'nhead Wilson And the Comedy Those Extraordinary Twins
Hartford, Connecticut. 1894

 

[jomar]

Why do I feel as if I've stumbled into a combination slumber party, sex toy demonstration and Dr. Seuss diction class?

*Wanders off looking for a Bluey/English dictionary...and a compass*

Beer?

I have a 12 pack of Sam's Winter Lager, a roll of duct tape and a welders mask.

That should do it...now where's that dictionary?

What does this even mean?

If you have to ask...

 

[damppanties]

I was called a ladki last weekend. I'm still trying to figure that one out. Girl, I think? Urdu?

Yep.

See, you're getting it.

 

[bluebell]

If you have to ask...

http://bestsmileys.com/poking/2.gif

Fine, fine. I will just allow the opportunity pass to get you all back for saying (essentially) that I am incomprehensible. I'll be all giving and shit.
*hexes your insides, and possibly your nostrils*

Yep.

See, you're getting it.

Yes, but both of our brains just exploded.
Pop Tarts are done.

 

[jomar]

http://bestsmileys.com/poking/2.gif

Fine, fine. I will just allow the opportunity pass to get you all back for saying (essentially) that I am incomprehensible. I'll be all giving and shit.
*hexes your insides, and possibly your nostrils*

Not the nostrils!

You're not incomprehensible, you're indie FM to top 40 ears.

 

[Sandy_Fox]

http://bestsmileys.com/poking/2.gif

Not the nostrils!

You're not incomprehensible, you're indie FM to top 40 ears.

I hope she buys your explanation, dude! You are dealing with a person who has a "poke with a stick" smilie and I bet you a "ladki" that she has a Lorna Bobbit "not so smilie" waiting in the wings!

 

[jomar]

I hope she buys your explanation, dude! You are dealing with a person who has a "poke with a stick" smilie and I bet you a "ladki" that she has a Lorna Bobbit "not so smilie" waiting in the wings!

I certainly hope to never see such a thing!

 

[bluebell]

Trysail, I you, ya know.

-----

You're not incomprehensible, you're indie FM to top 40 ears.

Okay, I kinda believe you.
Kinda.

*cues Nellie McKay's Won't U Please B Nice*

I certainly hope to never see such a thing!

I would never EVER show such a thing to my Jo. *cuddles you*

 

[jomar]

...
Okay, I kinda believe you.
Kinda.

*cues Nellie McKay's Won't U Please B Nice*

I am and I shall and you just be you.

I would never EVER show such a thing to my Jo. *cuddles you*

*snuggles n snogs*

 

[bluebell]

Momentum - Aimee Mann

Oh, for the sake of momentum
I've allowed my fears to get larger than life
And it's brought me to my current agendum
Whereupon I deny fulfillment has yet to arrive

And I know life is getting shorter
I can't bring myself to set the scene
Even when it's approaching torture
I've got my routine

Oh, for the sake of momentum
Even though I agree with that stuff about seizing the day
But I hate to think of effort expended
All those minutes and days and hours
I've frittered away.

And I know life is getting shorter
I can't bring myself to set the scene
Even when it's approaching torture
I've got my routine

But I can't confront the doubts I have
I can't admit that maybe the past was bad
And so, for the sake of momentum
I'm condemning the future to death
So it can match the past.

----

I would post a video but the only one with good sound quality is an anime series and the sight of it with this song deeply disturbs me. Bah.

 

[trysail]

Momentum - Aimee Mann...

Nice— I think I have a sense of what is being expressed ( I'm never 100% certain about these things as I have always been a bit of the literary dullard ).

I've seen lots and lots of people trapped by the past, caught up in tradition and values— fighting for a culture and belief system destined to be cast upon the ashbin of history— all the while suffering from an gnawing anxiety that the effort is doomed to failure.

These are powerful lines:
And I know life is getting shorter
I can't bring myself to set the scene
Even when it's approaching torture
I've got my routine

Oh, for the sake of momentum
Even though I agree with that stuff about seizing the day
But I hate to think of effort expended
All those minutes and days and hours
I've frittered away.


"All good Southerners know the only causes worth fighting for are losing ones."