i have been struggling with the fact that my life has become mundane. i wonder, again, if it isn't the case that life IS, in fact, lived in the details. i am lonely, yet not alone. the irony does not escape me.
i wish i had something pithy to insert here, alas.
i called 1-800-got junk. that's all i got.
i'm speechless. that rarely happens to me.
attack_macaque:
On the other end of the extreme, I feel a terrific urge to scream. I'm starting to understand why teachers always seem so stressed out. 
i was scheduled to go to barbados today. unfortunately the state of the world economy caused my friends to move back to the big divot on the prairies that is my home town. i switched out my plans and went to california in december. that trip is but a distant memory on the other side of the seemingly innumerable days of winter i have survived...
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kundalini:
Every body is different.
Barbados?
Fantastic.
Damn economy. I blame Americans.
Canadian SGs are quite beautiful down to the last one. It must be all the cool air.
Barbados?
Fantastic.
Damn economy. I blame Americans.
Canadian SGs are quite beautiful down to the last one. It must be all the cool air.
i've been thinking about hope. having "it" can be a mixed blessing.
yesterday, at work, i snapped. i experienced an accumulation of stress, pain, petty indifference, et al. and i allowed myself to be tipped over the edge, onto the slippery slope. then, instead of calling a time out, i lost it.
fortunately, as i got cranked up and started to yell, i heard the little voice in my head and stopped. "no need to blow my...
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fortunately, as i got cranked up and started to yell, i heard the little voice in my head and stopped. "no need to blow my...
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i have never been big on exercise. it's a long story.
fortunately i am a relatively healthy and skinny by nature (this of course means i am in the 'doesn't eat when stressed' category, not the 'eats potatoes in any form when stressed' category.)
this has been my winter of discontent with regard to snow shoveling, and last weekend my body hit the tipping point...
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fortunately i am a relatively healthy and skinny by nature (this of course means i am in the 'doesn't eat when stressed' category, not the 'eats potatoes in any form when stressed' category.)
this has been my winter of discontent with regard to snow shoveling, and last weekend my body hit the tipping point...
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attack_macaque:
I'm not big in exercise either. Unfortunately, I am one of those in the "eat when stressed" crowd, which is probably one of the main reasons I'm about 100 pounds overweight. 
One of the compromises I've had to make with myself in order to remain at least somewhat sane is that there are certain philosophical alleys that, once I find myself going down them, I immediately turn around and walk back from whence I came, so I don't get jumped by something nasty that I really don't want to face. Having an overactive mind is not always a good thing.
Yes, I have seen that light at the end of the tunnel. It's way off in the distance, but nonetheless I'm pretty sure it's not a train. Which means it's either daylight, or the tunnel is on fire.
One of the compromises I've had to make with myself in order to remain at least somewhat sane is that there are certain philosophical alleys that, once I find myself going down them, I immediately turn around and walk back from whence I came, so I don't get jumped by something nasty that I really don't want to face. Having an overactive mind is not always a good thing.
Yes, I have seen that light at the end of the tunnel. It's way off in the distance, but nonetheless I'm pretty sure it's not a train. Which means it's either daylight, or the tunnel is on fire.
kundalini:
I exercise to stay sane. Most people in my profession drink. I throw weights around and beat the heavy bag hanging in my basement. It's a great stress reliever. And it allows me to work off the calories of all of the dark chocolate I consume.
i have always been interested in time, and its passage. we have no real reason to believe that the future will resemble the past, but most us go to bed each night "knowing" that the sun will rise in the 'morrow.
it is only in retrospect that we understand how particular moments are inexorably important. i have pictures in my head of scenes, like a...
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it is only in retrospect that we understand how particular moments are inexorably important. i have pictures in my head of scenes, like a...
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attack_macaque:
Time is a weird, unsettling thing. My memories of the past, even the relatively recent past, seem almost to belong to somebody else. Even the really big moments in my life have faded almost to nothing. When I'm in the process of experiencing something in the present, the passage of time seems slow, but after reflecting on the things I've experienced it seems like time flies by quickly. (Not sure if that makes sense the way I expressed it...)
As for the future, I'm one of those who takes it for granted that there will be a tomorrow. I have a hard time dealing with the idea that my life will eventually end - not so much the idea that I might no longer exist, but the question of what it will be like to experience death, and what will happen to my consciousness after death. Do we go on to an afterlife, get reincarnated, relive our lives (or some alternative version of our lives), or do we just wander around in some state of limbo? I've thought about this a lot. Yes, I'm a bit neurotic...
As for the future, I'm one of those who takes it for granted that there will be a tomorrow. I have a hard time dealing with the idea that my life will eventually end - not so much the idea that I might no longer exist, but the question of what it will be like to experience death, and what will happen to my consciousness after death. Do we go on to an afterlife, get reincarnated, relive our lives (or some alternative version of our lives), or do we just wander around in some state of limbo? I've thought about this a lot.
Yes, I'm a bit neurotic...i went to a play. it was the glass menagerie. i fell asleep.
s_eldorado:
Oh dear! That good, huh?
attack_macaque:
I once saw a porno called "The Ass Menagerie." Probably not as boring as the play. Probably more anal, too.