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Ah, Velvet...

Where would my sanity lay, if not for you.

And what would be Velvet if not for Osaze's rhythms and scouling vocals.

Thursday never comes fast enough, and the night never lasts long enough.

Of course you were going to say that, this is why you and I often disagree.

I love this question because it points out the nature of perception. The man's action itself was selfish because his motivations were his own. He could not bare the thought of his friends dieing so he killed himself leaving his friends to deal with the loss of him. Also I am of the school of thought that says any action is selfish because it must be motivated by self to be carried out. We could argue this of course... However to the observer of the mans actions he is a hero for selflessly diving on the grenade to spare his friends lives. We can't imagine what was going on in his head, all we see is he saved his friends lives.

What this says to me is the truth of any matter depends on the perception of those who view it and their proximity to it's source. People are uncomfortable with multiple truths but I see no reason to exclude this possibility.

Something is going on!?

Why the hell did no one tell me!?

the tick is heeeelarious!

Foolishly so. In the episode "The Tick vs. The Tick" in first season, I laughed pretty hard. They walk up to this doorman who insists that Arthur not be admitted to the superhero club because he's just a sidekick. Tick thinks about it for a moment and says "I see, spelling America with a K, are you?" And then shrugs and goes in, leaving Arthur outside.

I lost it. Fucking brilliant.

Yah,

Anytime I really go wandering, I find great places.

I just need to get out more. This weekend has been all about home renovations. It should be all done by Tuesday or so, then back to wandering and what not.

actually, i left the car in winnipeg...i can get a little more for it in the west...i'm selling it for $16,900.00...thanks though

Meh, a minor obsession is ok.

So long as you know where to draw the line. Sometimes it is also harder to try and explain a seeming obsession to someone else, as they weren't there for the experience that you had with the person.

It's funny. It's more of a challenge than an obsession, really. I mean, how am I going to obsess over something I have no way of controlling? I've searched here and there when I've found opportunity (like when I was working for Rogers and had access to their phone bank) but I've otherwise kept myself unconcerned.

And it's not like I'm going to ignore those I otherwise meet. Besides. She may very well be married by now. I find it unlikely, but anything's possible.

aah! exactly...that's how it starts....