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from Calgary, AB is reading Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy SeriesApril 30, 2012 - 9:56pm
No you won't.
You'll start it, and feel real passionate about it. Then you'll cause a scene about it in front of distant relatives with ties to people who could have offered you a step up in this cruel world. You'll continue believing in your cause though the real reasons you started it in the first place start to fester under the surface. Your need for attention, your curly hair, your pet frog that was missing a leg. Whatever. You'll realize the thread is just a mask you hide behind because you don't want to face life's real problems. Like that mess on the floor of the refrigerator. You know the one. No one else is going to clean it for you. Eventually you stop being involved in social circles. You focus only on the thread. You focus so hard you forget the whole point and the thread crumbles around you. Next thing you know you're sitting alone, stealing a second hand satellite signal and watching reruns of the short lived "For Better Or For Worse" cartoon at four in the morning over a pint of Cherry Garcia, and Doc Joe slides in and takes your thread for a ride. But if you never know, you won't be hurt.
Typewriter Demigod
from London is reading "White Noise" by DeLilo, "Moby-Dick" by Hermann Mellivile and "Uylsses" by JoyceMay 1, 2012 - 11:47am
I'm not discouraged, Meat.
You gave me your best shot, and you failed.
My world is through kaliedescopic lenses. What may be horrifying and morbid for you, may be cute to me, and something that highly disturbs me may be a daily occourence for you. The thing is, is that I'm a tough stone to crack. I honsetly don't give a fuck about what most people think, so...
Matt Attack
from Richmond, Va. is reading As I Lay Dying, William FaulknerMay 1, 2012 - 2:00pm
There is no God and you are his prophet. LOL
There is a difference between confidence and arrogance, one should be torn down, the other should be built up, just my thing though. Ego is a fragile thing, especially for authors and without it, nothing gets done.
Utah
from Fort Worth, TX is reading Lonesome Dove by Larry McMurtryMay 1, 2012 - 5:39pm
Joe, I have reflected on Alien's comment and I have this to say:
There are those who tell you it is better to receive your...recreational experiences...from an enthusiastic amateur rather than a pro. So I will ask you this: would you rather an enthusiastic amateur pack your parachute, or a pro?
aliensoul77
from a cold distant star is reading the writing on the wall.May 1, 2012 - 6:06pm
I think I would be too grossed out thinking of all the parachutes this pro has packed, I mean they literally could have packed hundreds of parachutes and after awhile, those parachutes don't pull out like they used to.
averydoll
from Kentucky is reading Lisey's Story by Stephen KingMay 1, 2012 - 6:08pm
To which I will add, just because you do something a lot does not necessarily make you a pro. Because you have to wonder, are they really striving to improve their technique there?
aliensoul77
from a cold distant star is reading the writing on the wall.May 1, 2012 - 6:18pm
More likely to survive or get money for rent. If your hooker's baby is crying in the other room, can you still keep it up? Now there's a good question.
Dwayne
from Lexington, Ky. is reading Strangers in the Land by Stant Litore.May 1, 2012 - 8:33pm
How about, "Are you that guy? Every place on earth from the atheist club meeting, the church meeting, the hospital, the Burger King, all of them have that guy. Are you that guy? Because I don't need that guy."
Grigori Black
from US is reading Hannibal RisingMay 2, 2012 - 8:18am
I honsetly don't give a fuck about what most people think, so...
Funny, most of the people who really don't give a fuck are too busy doing something else to be bothered to keep telling people they don't give a fuck or explain how little of a fuck they actually give.
So... anybody else bored out of their skull right now?
Grigori Black
from US is reading Hannibal RisingMay 2, 2012 - 8:35am
Yeah, I'm ready to stab myself in the neck with a pen. Whoever they got to voice these Defense Security Service briefs should be shot. Only 70+ hours to go. Blarg.
Utah
from Fort Worth, TX is reading Lonesome Dove by Larry McMurtryMay 2, 2012 - 8:46am
<---- gives a fuck. Like, pathologically. I'm a sucker for approval.
Just say you like me. That you think I'm a genius. That you want to have my children because I am a model of genetic perfection. That's really all I ask.
Aside from that, I really don't give a fuck either. But I'd be happy to take one. Not necessarily indiscriminately. I'm actually pretty choosy. It's something I give a fuck about.
Utah
from Fort Worth, TX is reading Lonesome Dove by Larry McMurtryMay 2, 2012 - 9:06am
Dammit, I am a neurotic mass of contradictions.
I'm actually Woody Allen. True story. Except I'm not a pedophile. I stopped being Woody Allen after the split with Diane Keaton (seriously, Mia Farrow? Even Woody Allen couldn't be Woody Allen during the Mia Farrow years.).
damn, that sucks
Wooohoooo I have the last post.....for now.
NEVER
Bullshit Typo. Bullshit!
typo? that's not me. This is typo.
I started this thread, and dammit I will finish it.
No you won't.
You'll start it, and feel real passionate about it. Then you'll cause a scene about it in front of distant relatives with ties to people who could have offered you a step up in this cruel world. You'll continue believing in your cause though the real reasons you started it in the first place start to fester under the surface. Your need for attention, your curly hair, your pet frog that was missing a leg. Whatever. You'll realize the thread is just a mask you hide behind because you don't want to face life's real problems. Like that mess on the floor of the refrigerator. You know the one. No one else is going to clean it for you. Eventually you stop being involved in social circles. You focus only on the thread. You focus so hard you forget the whole point and the thread crumbles around you. Next thing you know you're sitting alone, stealing a second hand satellite signal and watching reruns of the short lived "For Better Or For Worse" cartoon at four in the morning over a pint of Cherry Garcia, and Doc Joe slides in and takes your thread for a ride. But if you never know, you won't be hurt.
Wow. I almost decided to shoot myself after your post, Meat.
For me, the mess in the refrigerator is a hole in the bathroom floor.
I'm not discouraged, Meat.
You gave me your best shot, and you failed.
My world is through kaliedescopic lenses. What may be horrifying and morbid for you, may be cute to me, and something that highly disturbs me may be a daily occourence for you. The thing is, is that I'm a tough stone to crack. I honsetly don't give a fuck about what most people think, so...
yes.
Someone want to explain to me what the hell
Oh forget it.
Side note:
I started a novel, 60 pages in currently. Everyone seems to like it. Woot
"Everyone seems to like it."
If you'd like, I can probably fix that for you.
But, Typey, did you at least enjoy your potato salad?
Bwhahahaha! I'm sure you could.
I've always sort of felt like God put me on Earth to keep everyone's ego in check.
Whenever anyone starts to feel confident, I'll be there!
There is no God and you are his prophet. LOL
There is a difference between confidence and arrogance, one should be torn down, the other should be built up, just my thing though. Ego is a fragile thing, especially for authors and without it, nothing gets done.
Exactly.
Pump up the arrogance!
No, I'm pretty sure the world needs me to take it down a notch.
See there, you were trying to tempt me, Devil, but i'm doing the Lord's work.
EDIT - the silent treatment
Started to feel sort of insignificant, didn't you?
You're welcome.
No, I just figured you had stuff like work to do.
Silly assumption.
You know what they say about people who make silly assumptions, right?
I am now in Florence, Italy.
They're freakin' awesome!
Doc cut my rhythm, all the way from Italy.
I like random thoughts.
Eat spaghetti, I hear its good. Also get laid without paying for it.
Joe, I have reflected on Alien's comment and I have this to say:
There are those who tell you it is better to receive your...recreational experiences...from an enthusiastic amateur rather than a pro. So I will ask you this: would you rather an enthusiastic amateur pack your parachute, or a pro?
Amateur. I haven't paid for a professional in a dog's age.
is "pack your parachute" an innuendo?
If so, I'd prefer to pack the amateur's, tyvm, but I'd like a pro to pack mine,
If actually, then I want to do it myself.
I think I would be too grossed out thinking of all the parachutes this pro has packed, I mean they literally could have packed hundreds of parachutes and after awhile, those parachutes don't pull out like they used to.
To which I will add, just because you do something a lot does not necessarily make you a pro. Because you have to wonder, are they really striving to improve their technique there?
More likely to survive or get money for rent. If your hooker's baby is crying in the other room, can you still keep it up? Now there's a good question.
"If your hooker's baby is crying in the other room, can you still keep it up? Now there's a good question."
That IS a good question, and one I would like added to most job applications. I think that would tell me more than "What are your five year goals".
How about, "Are you that guy? Every place on earth from the atheist club meeting, the church meeting, the hospital, the Burger King, all of them have that guy. Are you that guy? Because I don't need that guy."
My favorite interview question: Working here is a lot like being on meth. Know what I mean?
Yes. I mean, no! I mean.... what?
This reminds me, I have some Breaking Bad to catch up on.
Here is a random thought.
I'm afraid of being too nice in real life so, periodically I am a dick to people for no good reason.
I don't care about that.
It's Derby weekend, guys!
No?
Manchester City played Manchester United on Monday. That was the derby.
Oh wait, you mean some hillbilly boxcar thing.
Dumb.
Funny, most of the people who really don't give a fuck are too busy doing something else to be bothered to keep telling people they don't give a fuck or explain how little of a fuck they actually give.
So... anybody else bored out of their skull right now?
@Black, What? I wasn't paying attention. What are you talking about?
I need to find a craft essay on outlining but can't find shit.
Yeah, I'm ready to stab myself in the neck with a pen. Whoever they got to voice these Defense Security Service briefs should be shot. Only 70+ hours to go. Blarg.
<---- gives a fuck. Like, pathologically. I'm a sucker for approval.
Just say you like me. That you think I'm a genius. That you want to have my children because I am a model of genetic perfection. That's really all I ask.
Aside from that, I really don't give a fuck either. But I'd be happy to take one. Not necessarily indiscriminately. I'm actually pretty choosy. It's something I give a fuck about.
If you're a defender of anything, I'd say you're pre-disposed to giving (and occasionally getting) a fuck about something.
Dammit, I am a neurotic mass of contradictions.
I'm actually Woody Allen. True story. Except I'm not a pedophile. I stopped being Woody Allen after the split with Diane Keaton (seriously, Mia Farrow? Even Woody Allen couldn't be Woody Allen during the Mia Farrow years.).
"Oh wait, you mean some hillbilly boxcar thing."
Seriously? No, the Kentucky Derby. You know, horses? Mint juleps? Hats?
The fucking Derby.
I don't like horse people despite my mother being one and having a few myself growing up. Also, I don't like gambling.
They're just so damn stuck up. Mostly the girls who showed English.
@Utah, you wouldn't be a writer without being a walking contradiction.
A derby is a hat.