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Who the fuck uses a term like "zombie Jesus," anyway?



[Edited on Oct 07, 2004 10:44PM]

I totally just showed Ashley your SB sets. Hahahaha. You are FUCKING HOT. Asshole. I miss you.

I am an atypical woman. I do not, not have I ever, had a friend who's sole purpose was to put me down & be a pain in my ass. Women like that aren't friends, and I wouldn't allow them to speak to me. Period!
The only person who I measure myself up to is me!! If I'm not happy with where I am, I do not bother to compare myself with another person. Because only I can change where I am in my life. Comparing my life to someone else's is totally futile. No one has the "perfect" life. I sometimes catch myself thinking maybe I'd be better off if I had a more "normal" life, like some people I know. Then I realize that I am not like them & never will be. That's what makes me who I am. So, maybe in a sense, I see everyone else as the catalyst in my life, in a group. But not in a negative way. It's a fact that we all have different paths to follow in this thing we call a life & neither is better. They are simply different from each other. You already know all of this, based on your Zen references....
I don't like to argue much, but I do respect others' opinions, even if I disagree. Like you said, I haven't lived their life, therefore, I cannot know what has led them to their own belief(s)! I have learned a lot from hearing about other people's experiences. I enjoy many discussions for that reason. I also enjoy discussions with people who understand my views & agree with most of them. Okay, I'm done with that line of thought...
Thanks for provoking me into thinking about these things. It helps me reaffirm my own sense of self!

thats a great article i like that he pointed out that superman is batman's archenemy thats so true

Alcohol, lack of sleep and caffeine all tend to help me write more (and sometimes better).

And you know how you wish your parents kept your operating manual. I wish mine had kept -- and extended -- my warranty. Sometimes I really think I'm a defective girl.

You're hot.

Did you get your chocolate, you big fucking woman?

Goodbye attitude! I'm sorry I was a bit on the dumbass-side last night. Pay no attention to me when I get that way...just tell me nice things and throw in a couple "I heart you's" and we're good.

I totally spent $50 in books last night and it was good. And I finished Diary last night; yeah. It kind of sucked.

I'm going to go out of my mind soon, because they're still building that house across the street from me, and I'm trying to write, but the goddamn jack-hammering is KILLING ME. I need ear-plugs...or sound-proof walls and windows, whatever's more accessible. God.

I miss you.

Oh my god! You're on the Tour page!

Go down to where it lists Twelve Reasons. You're the little avatar for the SB blurb.

(Psst. Hey. I miss you. Are you sick of hearing that yet?)

First, I think I know what you mean. I had this really long paragraph where I explained that, but then I read it and realized I shouldn't try to be philosophical when I haven't had much sleep. So you're just getting an "I know what you mean" for now.

Second, I am definitely going to talk to the faculty advisor on Monday. She's always good at giving guidance and helping people with situations like this. The guy is actually one strike away from losing his job. Something like this would have to go into mediation, I'm sure, but it could potentially cost him his job. The only problem is the editor-in-chief already approached me about taking this asshat's place if he ever gets fired, so feasibly this guy could try to come back with that. This isn't about that, though, and I have a number of emails and witnesses to prove it. At the very least the guy needs some sensitivity classes. And maybe a cold dose of reality.

Anyway, thanks for the support. I really do appreciate it.

By the way, did you know that (supposedly) many well-known writers have written for WWN at some point just to escape the mundanity of their jobs? Shoot, I think it might be kind of fun to write a Batboy story. I mean, come on, there's truth in journalism right there!

I am weak! I have caved! I am commenting!

I don't know if I even told you this already, but I liked (a lot) that you seemed to be pretty happy when I was around--aside from the whole murderous plague thing going on. So...that was good. I wish you seemed happier all around, though. I can't do that miserable-bastard stuff anymore.

I miss you. Can't you win the lottery or something?

I miss you.

awww
adorable!!!

Can I quote you on that? I rather like the description. Of course, it sucks that you feel that way, so you definitely have my condolences there. Of course, you ALSO have prez2, so you only have my slight condolences. (What can I say? I agree with everyone else that she's a hot one. )

Nothing like non-related facts to keep me interested. That's pretty cool.

How are you feeling today?

I can imagine.

The most important thing, though, is that you are getting better.

And hey, here are some more. They're sterile.

You're the hugest dork ever.

How many more days?