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There's not enough bitching

Started by Dracos, October 23, 2004, 03:02:08 PM

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Brian

...that sucks. :(  I'm sorry, Panda.
I handle other fanfic authors Nanoha-style.  Grit those teeth!  C&C incoming!
Prepare to be befriended!

~exploding tag~

Anastasia

Can you talk about it any detail now? I mean...from the way you framed it, it sounds like something minor being blown up.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Brian

I don't know why, but I just got a spontaneous attack of crippling depression.

There's not even a reason for it.



Sometimes I hate whatever parts of me make me feel.

Especially the part that makes me hate.
I handle other fanfic authors Nanoha-style.  Grit those teeth!  C&C incoming!
Prepare to be befriended!

~exploding tag~

Brian

Still depressed--  Even woke up that way.  It was strange, I had a dream (which I remembered some of), where I felt vague amusement about things, but I woke up and my depression immediately returned.  Even meditating and trying to force myself into emotional shutdown didn't block out the depression.

Tried going to work and ignoring it, but sat at my desk for an hour feeling more miserable with each passing second.


...am home again now.  Going back to bed; maybe I'll get to dream about feeling something more positive again. >_<
I handle other fanfic authors Nanoha-style.  Grit those teeth!  C&C incoming!
Prepare to be befriended!

~exploding tag~

Jon

I've had days like that. Here's hoping you find some joy soon.

Music-chan

Cy didn't get the job he was hoping to get.

Silver lining: The chef likes him and offered him a lower-ranked position.
Bad side: It pays less than he earns now.

Back to the ol' job hunt.  I'm also putting in apps places because at least the gov't will know I'm trying to get another job. Life is kind of up in the air right now.
The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.

Arakawa

Toronto Transit Commission is going to pot these days. Used to be I could budget about forty minutes to get to work (getting out to match the bus schedule) and an hour to get back. Now for the same commute I need to budget more like a full hour in the morning and -- today I took an hour and a half getting back. Some kind of scheduling snafu on the subway. Last week there was a day with *two* snafus -- someone felt sick at St. George and something caught on fire in St. Clair West station, both events happening simultaneously.

Ironically, today I was stuck in one of the new Rocket trains and the doorman was passing the time by repeatedly opening and closing its doors, the whole thing reminding me uncomfortably of scary stories I've read about that time MUNI Metro's fancy new signaling system went haywire in San Francisco.

(On the plus side, the new subway train was *shiny* and I was entertained by the computer-generated announcer voice repeatedly warning us to stand clear of doors, not to mention Hong Kong-style blinkenlights on the subway map.)
That the dead tree with its scattered fruit, a thousand times may live....

---

Man was made for Joy & Woe / And when this we rightly know / Thro the World we safely go / Joy & Woe are woven fine / A Clothing for the soul divine / Under every grief & pine / Runs a joy with silken twine
(from Wm. Blake)

Brian

#2077
Wake up to inbox with nearly 50 e-mails saying, "Where's 'Sympathy'?  It's coming back, right?"

Ugh.  Not sure what to do.  Re-write, remove the most (personally) uplifting and optimistic parts?  Re-write, ignore some comments and try and write something that selfishly satisfies (evidently) just me?

No good answers.


Edit: Okay, compromise wins again.
I handle other fanfic authors Nanoha-style.  Grit those teeth!  C&C incoming!
Prepare to be befriended!

~exploding tag~

Yuthirin

So apparently a train derailed on the track I'm on. Freight. Yay.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Gonna be stuck there awhile, eh?

Maybe they'll pay for a cab if you're lucky.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

That's shorthand for that you're fucked, isn't it?
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

Half an hour late. Not terrible. Almost to the theater.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

I hate drive by virus attempts. It's gotten to the point where I run Firefox in a sandbox since I'm sick of this shit.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

AVG + Chrome = relative safety.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?