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You'd guess right. I just downloaded a documentary + parts of videos and live performances... It's a bit too Richard Oaks centered for me, but still he does a good job of playing the tunes that Bernard Buttler actually wrote... yeah, and the fact that he had to get permission from his parents because he was still in what would be highschool is fairly cool and or shamefull however you prefer to look at it.

(If it were me, I would say it was cool as hell)... but thats me.

Yeah, I had to realize I wasn't living in the 6th cen. B.C. Fundamentalism isn't just for Christians any more.

That's hawt. I'll never look at My Little Pony the same way....

I loved Eternal Sunshine.... Now I'm going to put Party Monster on the laptop, put it in bed w/ me, and dream that I'm a fabulous NYC club kid circa early 90's who's "addicted to glamour, not drugs." I totally missed Marilyn Manson's character the first time around.

Haven't seen it. A bit dubious about giving Disney any more of my money. Anyway, my recent conversion is much less about spirituality than simply trying to find a way to achieve a balance. I have been an atheist since 16, Science being my only religion, and I still feel that logic is superior to any sort of mysticism. But it is also evidenced by Science that meditation and some degree of faith can greatly improve mental and physical health. Now the question is, can I actually have faith if it is simply for health, and not a deeper feeling of spirituality. As for the saving lives thing, I was indoctrinated by an activist mother to feel wrongly privileged to live comfortably while much of the world barely gets by. Been feeling guilty about that since I was little.
BTW HoldenCauldfield just formed a new Liberal Politics Group and invited me in told me to spread the word. Word is spread.

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oh also, 30 pounds would be about 45 dollars.

As far as AS goes, the whole "extreme male" characterization doesn't really have to do with aggression as it does with the inability to interpret and regulate emotions. It is more typically for us to be despondent and passive, preferring to avoid any kind of interaction that we don't know how to deal with rather than deal with it violently unless your personal space is violated. The more I think about it, the gorilla comparison does make sense, not that autistic people should be thought of like gorillas, but that our place in social situations can seem as alien as that of a gorilla in a zoo.

what you need, my friend, is the "like, ohmigod its the 80's popculture box set"!

it has 7 CDs with at least 20 songs per CD!!! i just borrowed it from a friend of mine and it has everything...well, except Modern English...there is not melting the world with this set but anything else you might possibly conceive is there!

I just have to say BrookLynne, that THAT is a hilarious photo!

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Heh! I love your witty comment on my journal not being 'angsty' enough for the emotional hormone charged disillusioned clients of this website.

GOOD!

S'about time I stopped whinging myself....I'm too old to do the grunge/goth emotional soap opera thing.

Got things to do, worlds to save....

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I'm not sure how to take your epiphany of loner-ness. Is it a good thing?

A rake can be used a weapon

I saw a live concert of theirs in high school on MTV, but I don't know if it's the one you're referring to. At any rate, Einar Orn was being a jackass and upstaging Bjork. I read that they made their debut on Icelandic TV with her being very pregnant and her eyebrows shaven off. I wish I could have seen it. My husband saw the Sugarcubes/New Order/PIL tour in Boston, and said that Einar gave the audience a gigantic lecture about 'the lack of punctuality of your countrymen'. He also apparently has a book of poetry called Shit Heap. What a hoot.

You've done the eye surgery too?

You know, I'm glad delete_yourself reminded me of my nads!!!

I'd love that Post-it. I'd stick it on my nads if I could!

No i'm not in the military, best decision of mylife, if I were i'd be dead by now. I just learn to fight like I am Special Forces, maybe join the UN or some other NGO that needs tough motherfuckers to defend against Fascist Bastards that our country sponsors. I will never be Rummy's bitch. I haven't heard that track, I'll surf for it. Gotta get out of here now. Damn I'm possessed by this place.

I thought I had Asperger's before I realized I was just pretending to. I feel for those who feel alienated from the Human race. I have been there.
For people with ADD, it can be very seductive to think you can never belong. The pain is like having someone keeping to tell you that you can never succeed. Defeat it. You can.
Songs of a Gorilla Ntation is on my TODO list

Dude, do you have a picture of the clock?!? Not only was I called Woodstock, but I had this little tv thingy that played "rain drops keep falling on my head" so that was my favorite song as a child. I need to go on ebay and see if I can find one!

Haha, I might have stopped by there accidentally today. I'm at the Queen St. Backpackers (on Fort st.) now, but I leave tomorrow evening to go north....I looked for the Hare Krishna place but it was closed today.

Walking away from yourself, Candy, you will see your future.

I always feel weird.. what I'm driving is truly irrelevant.

Thanks for the Holy Mountain DVD tips.. it's so hard to decide.

Don Cherry rocks my world...

And god, sweet god, I want the Tingler... it's like sex man.. oh yeah..

So, you asked whether I "lament that porn is sorta not-loving-the-whole-person, that it's shallow? Or is it something more repressive?"
You know, that's very well put, the former. I do lament that! But I also feel like -- I don't know, like there's something more repressed going on with me... At some point I must have learned not to discuss sex or anything relating in any way to sex in front of "polite company."

I once did some work casting a non-porn (stupid comedy thing) for some guys who were actually making, selling and distributing porn (in the San Fernando Valley, of course), and that was... odd! I kept thinking... "how can you people do this? Do your parents know?" Not that I didn't walk home with samples from their phenomenally well-stocked warehouse, cuz I did. And these guys WERE shallow. Incredibly shallow. Their sense of humor was generally on par with that of the average 14-year-old.

But... I don't know whether I'm really answering your question or if I can.

I think I'm just... painfully American when it comes to pornography. It's like my superego kicks in with a vengeance when I even consider pornography, like there are angry nuns in my head just waiting for an excuse to whip out the pain sticks. But it really depends on whom I'm with. I can joke about sex or pornography with guys my own age to no end. But it's rare that I can do the same around women, and anyone younger than 24 or older than 60. Go figure.

I think MacBastard put it best when he read my last journal entry and responded with "YOU REPRESSED SADSACK!" (Love that guy. He's painfully funny.) I don't think I'm really all that repressed or I wouldn't be here. But I definitely have some very repressing bones in my body. I wouldn't tell just anyone about SG or my membership in it, for example.

Here's a thought I'm sure you've heard, tho: I think shame is an incredibly important, and useful thing. Shame is not just a defining aspect of the human experience, it also makes so many things so much more pleasurable. Some things wouldn't be nearly as fun to "get away with" if they weren't shameful, or considered shameful by authority figures. For example, I firmly believe in the legalization (and regulation) of all drugs with the exception of pot. Because if pot were legal, it wouldn't be half as much fun to smoke it on the rare occasion that I do!

So... I dunno. Does that help?

Peace