• i tried to make a little something

    From roach@21:1/5 to All on Mon Jul 25 13:01:52 2022
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to roach on Mon Jul 25 19:24:57 2022
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...

    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through the narrow gates
    of life into a yutz.

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to roach on Mon Jul 25 19:38:17 2022
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through the narrow
    gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

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  • From %@21:1/5 to roach on Mon Jul 25 20:31:17 2022
    On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something. >>>
    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through the narrow
    gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's
    interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to All on Mon Jul 25 20:44:39 2022
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through the narrow
    gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's
    interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

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  • From %@21:1/5 to roach on Mon Jul 25 20:46:59 2022
    On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through the narrow
    gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's
    interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 26 09:24:45 2022
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through the narrow
    gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's
    interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

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  • From %@21:1/5 to roach on Tue Jul 26 10:19:30 2022
    On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through the narrow
    gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's
    interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 26 10:22:02 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through the
    narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's
    interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain

    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to roach on Tue Jul 26 10:22:28 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through the
    narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's
    interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From roach@21:1/5 to roach on Tue Jul 26 10:49:41 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:29 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>> but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through the
    narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's
    interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt

    but some things, i totally disagree with you. like when you said as if you were a TEACHER, about learning the word "quip" and how it made you so smart, like you were playing with a child, but there are reasons we know the words we do and reject the ones
    we don't, and as we continue learning, picking and choosing as we go along, (unless i had better sources, and i could consequently take them all, but you don't see fit to help me with that, maybe you are not qualified) and is that how you spend your
    time, what you are doing with your life here on earth, i guess you don't take your life and how you spend your time very seriously if you just sit around making quips with people, i didn't even really know exactly what one was because i knew it wasn't
    something i enjoyed, and not how i chose to spend my time or interact with other human beings. i had better things to say, or conversely, nothing at all. and if you say well, ha ha, you have nothing left now, i most certainly do, but i didn't feel like
    sharing them, such as when i read the 5-7-5 verse yesterday in another group i found before you brought me here, i read it over and over and over, it was like a dog worrying a bone, an expression i just learned, peeling back layer after layer after layer
    after layer of understanding.

    and when i am healthy and fit and able to read, my mind doesn't even waste time, i read the books i want and go straight for the ultimate spiritual comprehension, and keep going and don't look back. too bad you weren't around and i could have explained
    it all to you in those isolated times i did when i was hypomanic. i blew everyone else away when i was doing that. in princeton, with my mother, my friends and at the jewish center study group of men on the weekend. at the university of chicago. and a
    lot of it, i even kept to myself at other times, like pasadena in my apartment, and it was just personal experiences reading, experiences now rotting in the precious winds, but if you had been there, i could have explained it, or like the virginia woolf
    class, and dropped out, because i didn't think it was fair, to get so very little back from the teacher and class, and be the only real giver. why should my mother be working so hard and slaving so much and sacrificing for herself in order to pay for me
    to give it all away for free and get nothing in return?

    maybe you'd be interested in helping me get there again so i can do that some more, and share it with you, because i think you deserve it. maybe you already see it all, too, but i can't tell online. but i'd be surprised if we see exactly the same things,
    i'd be pretty shocked, each person has his own unique perspectives, although apparently we think a lot of the same bullsh*t, too, as we share in usenet, as well, garbage fit for the sewers, as check said.

    otherwise, i don't really give a sh*t.

    i can just as well sit here and do nothing. we're all going to die anyway.

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From roach@21:1/5 to roach on Tue Jul 26 10:51:08 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:49:42 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:29 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>> On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>> but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through
    the narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's
    interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt
    but some things, i totally disagree with you. like when you said as if you were a TEACHER, about learning the word "quip" and how it made you so smart, like you were playing with a child, but there are reasons we know the words we do and reject the
    ones we don't, and as we continue learning, picking and choosing as we go along, (unless i had better sources, and i could consequently take them all, but you don't see fit to help me with that, maybe you are not qualified) and is that how you spend your
    time, what you are doing with your life here on earth, i guess you don't take your life and how you spend your time very seriously if you just sit around making quips with people, i didn't even really know exactly what one was because i knew it wasn't
    something i enjoyed, and not how i chose to spend my time or interact with other human beings. i had better things to say, or conversely, nothing at all. and if you say well, ha ha, you have nothing left now, i most certainly do, but i didn't feel like
    sharing them, such as when i read the 5-7-5 verse yesterday in another group i found before you brought me here, i read it over and over and over, it was like a dog worrying a bone, an expression i just learned, peeling back layer after layer after layer
    after layer of understanding.

    and when i am healthy and fit and able to read, my mind doesn't even waste time, i read the books i want and go straight for the ultimate spiritual comprehension, and keep going and don't look back. too bad you weren't around and i could have explained
    it all to you in those isolated times i did when i was hypomanic. i blew everyone else away when i was doing that. in princeton, with my mother, my friends and at the jewish center study group of men on the weekend. at the university of chicago. and a
    lot of it, i even kept to myself at other times, like pasadena in my apartment, and it was just personal experiences reading, experiences now rotting in the precious winds, but if you had been there, i could have explained it, or like the virginia woolf
    class, and dropped out, because i didn't think it was fair, to get so very little back from the teacher and class, and be the only real giver. why should my mother be working so hard and slaving so much and sacrificing for herself in order to pay for me
    to give it all away for free and get nothing in return?

    maybe you'd be interested in helping me get there again so i can do that some more, and share it with you, because i think you deserve it. maybe you already see it all, too, but i can't tell online. but i'd be surprised if we see exactly the same
    things, i'd be pretty shocked, each person has his own unique perspectives, although apparently we think a lot of the same bullsh*t, too, as we share in usenet, as well, garbage fit for the sewers, as check said.

    otherwise, i don't really give a sh*t.

    i can just as well sit here and do nothing. we're all going to die anyway.

    sorry poor editing i see an extraneous and....

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
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    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From %@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 26 11:06:54 2022
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    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From roach@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 26 12:11:08 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:44:13 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 11:38 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:36:55 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:07:01 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 10:51 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:49:42 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:29 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>> On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through
    the narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist'
    s interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt
    but some things, i totally disagree with you. like when you said as if you were a TEACHER, about learning the word "quip" and how it made you so smart, like you were playing with a child, but there are reasons we know the words we do and reject
    the ones we don't, and as we continue learning, picking and choosing as we go along, (unless i had better sources, and i could consequently take them all, but you don't see fit to help me with that, maybe you are not qualified) and is that how you spend
    your time, what you are doing with your life here on earth, i guess you don't take your life and how you spend your time very seriously if you just sit around making quips with people, i didn't even really know exactly what one was because i knew it wasn'
    t something i enjoyed, and not how i chose to spend my time or interact with other human beings. i had better things to say, or conversely, nothing at all. and if you say well, ha ha, you have nothing left now, i most certainly do, but i didn't feel like
    sharing them, such as when i read the 5-7-5 verse yesterday in another group i found before you brought me here, i read it over and over and over, it was like a dog worrying a bone, an expression i just learned, peeling back layer after layer after layer
    after layer of understanding.

    and when i am healthy and fit and able to read, my mind doesn't even waste time, i read the books i want and go straight for the ultimate spiritual comprehension, and keep going and don't look back. too bad you weren't around and i could have
    explained it all to you in those isolated times i did when i was hypomanic. i blew everyone else away when i was doing that. in princeton, with my mother, my friends and at the jewish center study group of men on the weekend. at the university of chicago.
    and a lot of it, i even kept to myself at other times, like pasadena in my apartment, and it was just personal experiences reading, experiences now rotting in the precious winds, but if you had been there, i could have explained it, or like the virginia
    woolf class, and dropped out, because i didn't think it was fair, to get so very little back from the teacher and class, and be the only real giver. why should my mother be working so hard and slaving so much and sacrificing for herself in order to pay
    for me to give it all away for free and get nothing in return?

    maybe you'd be interested in helping me get there again so i can do that some more, and share it with you, because i think you deserve it. maybe you already see it all, too, but i can't tell online. but i'd be surprised if we see exactly the same
    things, i'd be pretty shocked, each person has his own unique perspectives, although apparently we think a lot of the same bullsh*t, too, as we share in usenet, as well, garbage fit for the sewers, as check said.

    otherwise, i don't really give a sh*t.

    i can just as well sit here and do nothing. we're all going to die anyway.

    sorry poor editing i see an extraneous and....

    i'll die after i see this calf get borned
    speedily

    sorry there is a fine line between being peppy and being obnoxious, but i'm getting pissed off. :(

    this isn't what i want to be doing with my life.

    don't

    i'm not

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From roach@21:1/5 to roach on Tue Jul 26 11:38:06 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:36:55 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:07:01 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 10:51 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:49:42 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:29 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>> On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>> but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink. >>>>>>>>>>>>
    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through
    the narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's
    interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt
    but some things, i totally disagree with you. like when you said as if you were a TEACHER, about learning the word "quip" and how it made you so smart, like you were playing with a child, but there are reasons we know the words we do and reject
    the ones we don't, and as we continue learning, picking and choosing as we go along, (unless i had better sources, and i could consequently take them all, but you don't see fit to help me with that, maybe you are not qualified) and is that how you spend
    your time, what you are doing with your life here on earth, i guess you don't take your life and how you spend your time very seriously if you just sit around making quips with people, i didn't even really know exactly what one was because i knew it wasn'
    t something i enjoyed, and not how i chose to spend my time or interact with other human beings. i had better things to say, or conversely, nothing at all. and if you say well, ha ha, you have nothing left now, i most certainly do, but i didn't feel like
    sharing them, such as when i read the 5-7-5 verse yesterday in another group i found before you brought me here, i read it over and over and over, it was like a dog worrying a bone, an expression i just learned, peeling back layer after layer after layer
    after layer of understanding.

    and when i am healthy and fit and able to read, my mind doesn't even waste time, i read the books i want and go straight for the ultimate spiritual comprehension, and keep going and don't look back. too bad you weren't around and i could have
    explained it all to you in those isolated times i did when i was hypomanic. i blew everyone else away when i was doing that. in princeton, with my mother, my friends and at the jewish center study group of men on the weekend. at the university of chicago.
    and a lot of it, i even kept to myself at other times, like pasadena in my apartment, and it was just personal experiences reading, experiences now rotting in the precious winds, but if you had been there, i could have explained it, or like the virginia
    woolf class, and dropped out, because i didn't think it was fair, to get so very little back from the teacher and class, and be the only real giver. why should my mother be working so hard and slaving so much and sacrificing for herself in order to pay
    for me to give it all away for free and get nothing in return?

    maybe you'd be interested in helping me get there again so i can do that some more, and share it with you, because i think you deserve it. maybe you already see it all, too, but i can't tell online. but i'd be surprised if we see exactly the same
    things, i'd be pretty shocked, each person has his own unique perspectives, although apparently we think a lot of the same bullsh*t, too, as we share in usenet, as well, garbage fit for the sewers, as check said.

    otherwise, i don't really give a sh*t.

    i can just as well sit here and do nothing. we're all going to die anyway.

    sorry poor editing i see an extraneous and....

    i'll die after i see this calf get borned
    speedily

    sorry there is a fine line between being peppy and being obnoxious, but i'm getting pissed off. :(

    this isn't what i want to be doing with my life.

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From roach@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 26 11:36:54 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:07:01 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 10:51 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:49:42 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:29 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>> On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>> but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?"

    if it's even a question in the first place.

    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink. >>>>>>>>>>>>
    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow through the
    narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one artist's
    interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt
    but some things, i totally disagree with you. like when you said as if you were a TEACHER, about learning the word "quip" and how it made you so smart, like you were playing with a child, but there are reasons we know the words we do and reject the
    ones we don't, and as we continue learning, picking and choosing as we go along, (unless i had better sources, and i could consequently take them all, but you don't see fit to help me with that, maybe you are not qualified) and is that how you spend your
    time, what you are doing with your life here on earth, i guess you don't take your life and how you spend your time very seriously if you just sit around making quips with people, i didn't even really know exactly what one was because i knew it wasn't
    something i enjoyed, and not how i chose to spend my time or interact with other human beings. i had better things to say, or conversely, nothing at all. and if you say well, ha ha, you have nothing left now, i most certainly do, but i didn't feel like
    sharing them, such as when i read the 5-7-5 verse yesterday in another group i found before you brought me here, i read it over and over and over, it was like a dog worrying a bone, an expression i just learned, peeling back layer after layer after layer
    after layer of understanding.

    and when i am healthy and fit and able to read, my mind doesn't even waste time, i read the books i want and go straight for the ultimate spiritual comprehension, and keep going and don't look back. too bad you weren't around and i could have
    explained it all to you in those isolated times i did when i was hypomanic. i blew everyone else away when i was doing that. in princeton, with my mother, my friends and at the jewish center study group of men on the weekend. at the university of chicago.
    and a lot of it, i even kept to myself at other times, like pasadena in my apartment, and it was just personal experiences reading, experiences now rotting in the precious winds, but if you had been there, i could have explained it, or like the virginia
    woolf class, and dropped out, because i didn't think it was fair, to get so very little back from the teacher and class, and be the only real giver. why should my mother be working so hard and slaving so much and sacrificing for herself in order to pay
    for me to give it all away for free and get nothing in return?

    maybe you'd be interested in helping me get there again so i can do that some more, and share it with you, because i think you deserve it. maybe you already see it all, too, but i can't tell online. but i'd be surprised if we see exactly the same
    things, i'd be pretty shocked, each person has his own unique perspectives, although apparently we think a lot of the same bullsh*t, too, as we share in usenet, as well, garbage fit for the sewers, as check said.

    otherwise, i don't really give a sh*t.

    i can just as well sit here and do nothing. we're all going to die anyway.

    sorry poor editing i see an extraneous and....

    i'll die after i see this calf get borned

    speedily

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From %@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 26 11:44:06 2022
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    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From %@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 26 18:25:54 2022
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    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From roach@21:1/5 to roach on Tue Jul 26 18:16:49 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 12:11:09 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:44:13 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 11:38 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:36:55 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:07:01 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 10:51 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:49:42 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:29 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>> On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though.

    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    if it's even a question in the first place. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow
    through the narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one
    artist's interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt
    but some things, i totally disagree with you. like when you said as if you were a TEACHER, about learning the word "quip" and how it made you so smart, like you were playing with a child, but there are reasons we know the words we do and reject
    the ones we don't, and as we continue learning, picking and choosing as we go along, (unless i had better sources, and i could consequently take them all, but you don't see fit to help me with that, maybe you are not qualified) and is that how you spend
    your time, what you are doing with your life here on earth, i guess you don't take your life and how you spend your time very seriously if you just sit around making quips with people, i didn't even really know exactly what one was because i knew it wasn'
    t something i enjoyed, and not how i chose to spend my time or interact with other human beings. i had better things to say, or conversely, nothing at all. and if you say well, ha ha, you have nothing left now, i most certainly do, but i didn't feel like
    sharing them, such as when i read the 5-7-5 verse yesterday in another group i found before you brought me here, i read it over and over and over, it was like a dog worrying a bone, an expression i just learned, peeling back layer after layer after layer
    after layer of understanding.

    and when i am healthy and fit and able to read, my mind doesn't even waste time, i read the books i want and go straight for the ultimate spiritual comprehension, and keep going and don't look back. too bad you weren't around and i could have
    explained it all to you in those isolated times i did when i was hypomanic. i blew everyone else away when i was doing that. in princeton, with my mother, my friends and at the jewish center study group of men on the weekend. at the university of chicago.
    and a lot of it, i even kept to myself at other times, like pasadena in my apartment, and it was just personal experiences reading, experiences now rotting in the precious winds, but if you had been there, i could have explained it, or like the virginia
    woolf class, and dropped out, because i didn't think it was fair, to get so very little back from the teacher and class, and be the only real giver. why should my mother be working so hard and slaving so much and sacrificing for herself in order to pay
    for me to give it all away for free and get nothing in return?

    maybe you'd be interested in helping me get there again so i can do that some more, and share it with you, because i think you deserve it. maybe you already see it all, too, but i can't tell online. but i'd be surprised if we see exactly the
    same things, i'd be pretty shocked, each person has his own unique perspectives, although apparently we think a lot of the same bullsh*t, too, as we share in usenet, as well, garbage fit for the sewers, as check said.

    otherwise, i don't really give a sh*t.

    i can just as well sit here and do nothing. we're all going to die anyway.

    sorry poor editing i see an extraneous and....

    i'll die after i see this calf get borned
    speedily

    sorry there is a fine line between being peppy and being obnoxious, but i'm getting pissed off. :(

    this isn't what i want to be doing with my life.

    don't
    i'm not

    i meant it's like it's happening to me...through my passivity. and then following along...

    i didn't mean anything insulting. that would be supremely "outrageous." :)

    (ps the main thing is sinking into my couch. it's driving me mad. i need to move........?)

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From roach@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 26 18:50:41 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 6:26:01 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 6:16 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 12:11:09 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:44:13 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 11:38 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:36:55 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:07:01 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 10:51 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:49:42 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:29 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-(

    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    if it's even a question in the first place. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow
    through the narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one
    artist's interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any

    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt
    but some things, i totally disagree with you. like when you said as if you were a TEACHER, about learning the word "quip" and how it made you so smart, like you were playing with a child, but there are reasons we know the words we do and
    reject the ones we don't, and as we continue learning, picking and choosing as we go along, (unless i had better sources, and i could consequently take them all, but you don't see fit to help me with that, maybe you are not qualified) and is that how you
    spend your time, what you are doing with your life here on earth, i guess you don't take your life and how you spend your time very seriously if you just sit around making quips with people, i didn't even really know exactly what one was because i knew
    it wasn't something i enjoyed, and not how i chose to spend my time or interact with other human beings. i had better things to say, or conversely, nothing at all. and if you say well, ha ha, you have nothing left now, i most certainly do, but i didn't
    feel like sharing them, such as when i read the 5-7-5 verse yesterday in another group i found before you brought me here, i read it over and over and over, it was like a dog worrying a bone, an expression i just learned, peeling back layer after layer
    after layer after layer of understanding.

    and when i am healthy and fit and able to read, my mind doesn't even waste time, i read the books i want and go straight for the ultimate spiritual comprehension, and keep going and don't look back. too bad you weren't around and i could have
    explained it all to you in those isolated times i did when i was hypomanic. i blew everyone else away when i was doing that. in princeton, with my mother, my friends and at the jewish center study group of men on the weekend. at the university of chicago.
    and a lot of it, i even kept to myself at other times, like pasadena in my apartment, and it was just personal experiences reading, experiences now rotting in the precious winds, but if you had been there, i could have explained it, or like the virginia
    woolf class, and dropped out, because i didn't think it was fair, to get so very little back from the teacher and class, and be the only real giver. why should my mother be working so hard and slaving so much and sacrificing for herself in order to pay
    for me to give it all away for free and get nothing in return?

    maybe you'd be interested in helping me get there again so i can do that some more, and share it with you, because i think you deserve it. maybe you already see it all, too, but i can't tell online. but i'd be surprised if we see exactly the
    same things, i'd be pretty shocked, each person has his own unique perspectives, although apparently we think a lot of the same bullsh*t, too, as we share in usenet, as well, garbage fit for the sewers, as check said.

    otherwise, i don't really give a sh*t.

    i can just as well sit here and do nothing. we're all going to die anyway.

    sorry poor editing i see an extraneous and....

    i'll die after i see this calf get borned
    speedily

    sorry there is a fine line between being peppy and being obnoxious, but i'm getting pissed off. :(

    this isn't what i want to be doing with my life.

    don't
    i'm not

    i meant it's like it's happening to me...through my passivity. and then following along...

    i didn't mean anything insulting. that would be supremely "outrageous." :)

    (ps the main thing is sinking into my couch. it's driving me mad. i need to move........?)

    move

    how can i, i'm not real, remember?

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From %@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 26 19:24:51 2022
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  • From roach@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 26 19:47:01 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 7:24:59 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 6:50 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 6:26:01 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 6:16 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 12:11:09 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:44:13 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 11:38 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:36:55 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:07:01 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 10:51 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:49:42 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:29 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-( >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    if it's even a question in the first place. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    time to change my mind somehow...
    i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow
    through the narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one
    artist's interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any >>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt
    but some things, i totally disagree with you. like when you said as if you were a TEACHER, about learning the word "quip" and how it made you so smart, like you were playing with a child, but there are reasons we know the words we do and
    reject the ones we don't, and as we continue learning, picking and choosing as we go along, (unless i had better sources, and i could consequently take them all, but you don't see fit to help me with that, maybe you are not qualified) and is that how you
    spend your time, what you are doing with your life here on earth, i guess you don't take your life and how you spend your time very seriously if you just sit around making quips with people, i didn't even really know exactly what one was because i knew
    it wasn't something i enjoyed, and not how i chose to spend my time or interact with other human beings. i had better things to say, or conversely, nothing at all. and if you say well, ha ha, you have nothing left now, i most certainly do, but i didn't
    feel like sharing them, such as when i read the 5-7-5 verse yesterday in another group i found before you brought me here, i read it over and over and over, it was like a dog worrying a bone, an expression i just learned, peeling back layer after layer
    after layer after layer of understanding.

    and when i am healthy and fit and able to read, my mind doesn't even waste time, i read the books i want and go straight for the ultimate spiritual comprehension, and keep going and don't look back. too bad you weren't around and i could
    have explained it all to you in those isolated times i did when i was hypomanic. i blew everyone else away when i was doing that. in princeton, with my mother, my friends and at the jewish center study group of men on the weekend. at the university of
    chicago. and a lot of it, i even kept to myself at other times, like pasadena in my apartment, and it was just personal experiences reading, experiences now rotting in the precious winds, but if you had been there, i could have explained it, or like the
    virginia woolf class, and dropped out, because i didn't think it was fair, to get so very little back from the teacher and class, and be the only real giver. why should my mother be working so hard and slaving so much and sacrificing for herself in order
    to pay for me to give it all away for free and get nothing in return?

    maybe you'd be interested in helping me get there again so i can do that some more, and share it with you, because i think you deserve it. maybe you already see it all, too, but i can't tell online. but i'd be surprised if we see exactly the
    same things, i'd be pretty shocked, each person has his own unique perspectives, although apparently we think a lot of the same bullsh*t, too, as we share in usenet, as well, garbage fit for the sewers, as check said.

    otherwise, i don't really give a sh*t.

    i can just as well sit here and do nothing. we're all going to die anyway.

    sorry poor editing i see an extraneous and....

    i'll die after i see this calf get borned
    speedily

    sorry there is a fine line between being peppy and being obnoxious, but i'm getting pissed off. :(

    this isn't what i want to be doing with my life.

    don't
    i'm not

    i meant it's like it's happening to me...through my passivity. and then following along...

    i didn't mean anything insulting. that would be supremely "outrageous." :)

    (ps the main thing is sinking into my couch. it's driving me mad. i need to move........?)

    move

    how can i, i'm not real, remember?

    ok then don't move

    i'm sorry. i was being somewhat sarcastic. it's just...you're so abrasive at times, it *seems*...like you're trying to show off to other people reading about how little you care for me and it's as if you are flaunting how unsympathetic you really are to
    my disabilities when i am crying out for moral support, and not just to you, after THIRTY YEARS of leading me on, let's just round up.

    there's a big difference between BEGGING for a friend, (and more, in its due time...you can come in the morning, and if you are nice and decent, i have a queen size bed...since you're such a big boy...that could be one reason), when you've had no other
    choice than to be your own friend year after year, and are f*cking so sick of yourself and need to share, but have inordinate difficulties finding the right people, and telling the woman whom you met for a brief moment that the only thing you want from
    her is sex, and possibly even for her to bear your children, to comfort you, and through a public medium, no less, as if all she is for you is a sex object and baby machine.

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From roach@21:1/5 to All on Tue Jul 26 21:03:41 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 7:47 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 7:24:59 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 6:50 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 6:26:01 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 6:16 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 12:11:09 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:44:13 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 11:38 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:36:55 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:07:01 AM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-26 10:51 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:49:42 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:29 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-( >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    if it's even a question in the first place. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow
    through the narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one
    artist's interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt
    but some things, i totally disagree with you. like when you said as if you were a TEACHER, about learning the word "quip" and how it made you so smart, like you were playing with a child, but there are reasons we know the words we do and
    reject the ones we don't, and as we continue learning, picking and choosing as we go along, (unless i had better sources, and i could consequently take them all, but you don't see fit to help me with that, maybe you are not qualified) and is that how you
    spend your time, what you are doing with your life here on earth, i guess you don't take your life and how you spend your time very seriously if you just sit around making quips with people, i didn't even really know exactly what one was because i knew
    it wasn't something i enjoyed, and not how i chose to spend my time or interact with other human beings. i had better things to say, or conversely, nothing at all. and if you say well, ha ha, you have nothing left now, i most certainly do, but i didn't
    feel like sharing them, such as when i read the 5-7-5 verse yesterday in another group i found before you brought me here, i read it over and over and over, it was like a dog worrying a bone, an expression i just learned, peeling back layer after layer
    after layer after layer of understanding.

    and when i am healthy and fit and able to read, my mind doesn't even waste time, i read the books i want and go straight for the ultimate spiritual comprehension, and keep going and don't look back. too bad you weren't around and i could
    have explained it all to you in those isolated times i did when i was hypomanic. i blew everyone else away when i was doing that. in princeton, with my mother, my friends and at the jewish center study group of men on the weekend. at the university of
    chicago. and a lot of it, i even kept to myself at other times, like pasadena in my apartment, and it was just personal experiences reading, experiences now rotting in the precious winds, but if you had been there, i could have explained it, or like the
    virginia woolf class, and dropped out, because i didn't think it was fair, to get so very little back from the teacher and class, and be the only real giver. why should my mother be working so hard and slaving so much and sacrificing for herself in order
    to pay for me to give it all away for free and get nothing in return?

    maybe you'd be interested in helping me get there again so i can do that some more, and share it with you, because i think you deserve it. maybe you already see it all, too, but i can't tell online. but i'd be surprised if we see exactly
    the same things, i'd be pretty shocked, each person has his own unique perspectives, although apparently we think a lot of the same bullsh*t, too, as we share in usenet, as well, garbage fit for the sewers, as check said.

    otherwise, i don't really give a sh*t.

    i can just as well sit here and do nothing. we're all going to die anyway.

    sorry poor editing i see an extraneous and....

    i'll die after i see this calf get borned
    speedily

    sorry there is a fine line between being peppy and being obnoxious, but i'm getting pissed off. :(

    this isn't what i want to be doing with my life.

    don't
    i'm not

    i meant it's like it's happening to me...through my passivity. and then following along...

    i didn't mean anything insulting. that would be supremely "outrageous." :)

    (ps the main thing is sinking into my couch. it's driving me mad. i need to move........?)

    move

    how can i, i'm not real, remember?

    ok then don't move

    i'm sorry. i was being somewhat sarcastic. it's just...you're so abrasive at times, it *seems*...like you're trying to show off to other people reading about how little you care for me and it's as if you are flaunting how unsympathetic you really are
    to my disabilities when i am crying out for moral support, and not just to you, after THIRTY YEARS of leading me on, let's just round up.

    there's a big difference between BEGGING for a friend, (and more, in its due time...you can come in the morning, and if you are nice and decent, i have a queen size bed...since you're such a big boy...that could be one reason), when you've had no
    other choice than to be your own friend year after year, and are f*cking so sick of yourself and need to share, but have inordinate difficulties finding the right people, and telling the woman whom you met for a brief moment that the only thing you want
    from her is sex, and possibly even for her to bear your children, to comfort you, and through a public medium, no less, as if all she is for you is a sex object and baby machine.

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care worker

    you have no idea what you are

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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  • From roach@21:1/5 to All on Wed Jul 27 10:09:02 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 7:47 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 7:24:59 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 6:50 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 6:26:01 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 6:16 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 12:11:09 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:44:13 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 11:38 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:36:55 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:07:01 AM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-26 10:51 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:49:42 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:29 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-( >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    if it's even a question in the first place. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow
    through the narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one
    artist's interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt
    but some things, i totally disagree with you. like when you said as if you were a TEACHER, about learning the word "quip" and how it made you so smart, like you were playing with a child, but there are reasons we know the words we do and
    reject the ones we don't, and as we continue learning, picking and choosing as we go along, (unless i had better sources, and i could consequently take them all, but you don't see fit to help me with that, maybe you are not qualified) and is that how you
    spend your time, what you are doing with your life here on earth, i guess you don't take your life and how you spend your time very seriously if you just sit around making quips with people, i didn't even really know exactly what one was because i knew
    it wasn't something i enjoyed, and not how i chose to spend my time or interact with other human beings. i had better things to say, or conversely, nothing at all. and if you say well, ha ha, you have nothing left now, i most certainly do, but i didn't
    feel like sharing them, such as when i read the 5-7-5 verse yesterday in another group i found before you brought me here, i read it over and over and over, it was like a dog worrying a bone, an expression i just learned, peeling back layer after layer
    after layer after layer of understanding.

    and when i am healthy and fit and able to read, my mind doesn't even waste time, i read the books i want and go straight for the ultimate spiritual comprehension, and keep going and don't look back. too bad you weren't around and i could
    have explained it all to you in those isolated times i did when i was hypomanic. i blew everyone else away when i was doing that. in princeton, with my mother, my friends and at the jewish center study group of men on the weekend. at the university of
    chicago. and a lot of it, i even kept to myself at other times, like pasadena in my apartment, and it was just personal experiences reading, experiences now rotting in the precious winds, but if you had been there, i could have explained it, or like the
    virginia woolf class, and dropped out, because i didn't think it was fair, to get so very little back from the teacher and class, and be the only real giver. why should my mother be working so hard and slaving so much and sacrificing for herself in order
    to pay for me to give it all away for free and get nothing in return?

    maybe you'd be interested in helping me get there again so i can do that some more, and share it with you, because i think you deserve it. maybe you already see it all, too, but i can't tell online. but i'd be surprised if we see exactly
    the same things, i'd be pretty shocked, each person has his own unique perspectives, although apparently we think a lot of the same bullsh*t, too, as we share in usenet, as well, garbage fit for the sewers, as check said.

    otherwise, i don't really give a sh*t.

    i can just as well sit here and do nothing. we're all going to die anyway.

    sorry poor editing i see an extraneous and....

    i'll die after i see this calf get borned
    speedily

    sorry there is a fine line between being peppy and being obnoxious, but i'm getting pissed off. :(

    this isn't what i want to be doing with my life.

    don't
    i'm not

    i meant it's like it's happening to me...through my passivity. and then following along...

    i didn't mean anything insulting. that would be supremely "outrageous." :)

    (ps the main thing is sinking into my couch. it's driving me mad. i need to move........?)

    move

    how can i, i'm not real, remember?

    ok then don't move

    i'm sorry. i was being somewhat sarcastic. it's just...you're so abrasive at times, it *seems*...like you're trying to show off to other people reading about how little you care for me and it's as if you are flaunting how unsympathetic you really are
    to my disabilities when i am crying out for moral support, and not just to you, after THIRTY YEARS of leading me on, let's just round up.

    there's a big difference between BEGGING for a friend, (and more, in its due time...you can come in the morning, and if you are nice and decent, i have a queen size bed...since you're such a big boy...that could be one reason), when you've had no
    other choice than to be your own friend year after year, and are f*cking so sick of yourself and need to share, but have inordinate difficulties finding the right people, and telling the woman whom you met for a brief moment that the only thing you want
    from her is sex, and possibly even for her to bear your children, to comfort you, and through a public medium, no less, as if all she is for you is a sex object and baby machine.

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care worker

    what would they do

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  • From vallor@21:1/5 to roach on Wed Jul 27 17:39:03 2022
    On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care worker

    what would they do

    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care.

    --
    -v

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to roach on Wed Jul 27 11:34:35 2022
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 11:33:58 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote:
    On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care.

    --
    -v
    what would they do

    in general, i mean. just generally, how do they provide supportive care

    just the headlines of what they do

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to vallor on Wed Jul 27 11:33:57 2022
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote:
    On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care.

    --
    -v

    what would they do

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  • From Creon@21:1/5 to roach4994@gmail.com on Wed Jul 27 23:03:21 2022
    In <053ba6f1-672e-419f-bf0d-eb14bd72156fn@googlegroups.com>, roach <roach4994@gmail.com> wrote:

    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 11:33:58 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote:
    On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care
    worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care.

    --
    -v
    what would they do

    in general, i mean. just generally, how do they provide supportive care

    just the headlines of what they do

    Man, if only there were a worldwide database where someone could make
    inquiries and get definite answers to questions like "what is a supportive
    care worker?".

    --
    -Creon

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to All on Thu Jul 28 08:07:24 2022
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:02:52 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 4:04:04 PM UTC-7, Creon wrote:
    In <053ba6f1-672e-419f...@googlegroups.com>, roach
    <roac...@gmail.com> wrote:

    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 11:33:58 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote:
    On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care >>>>>>> worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care.

    --
    -v
    what would they do

    in general, i mean. just generally, how do they provide supportive care >>>
    just the headlines of what they do
    Man, if only there were a worldwide database where someone could make
    inquiries and get definite answers to questions like "what is a supportive
    care worker?".

    --
    -Creon

    is that what % has to help clean out his dirty asshole


    if you canโ€™t stop eating ass are you considered a crack addict

    no , you're a hungry jack

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to Creon on Thu Jul 28 07:43:47 2022
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 4:04:04 PM UTC-7, Creon wrote:
    In <053ba6f1-672e-419f...@googlegroups.com>, roach
    <roac...@gmail.com> wrote:

    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 11:33:58 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote:
    On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care
    worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care.

    --
    -v
    what would they do

    in general, i mean. just generally, how do they provide supportive care

    just the headlines of what they do
    Man, if only there were a worldwide database where someone could make inquiries and get definite answers to questions like "what is a supportive care worker?".

    --
    -Creon

    is that what % has to help clean out his dirty asshole

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  • From %@21:1/5 to roach on Thu Jul 28 11:02:45 2022
    roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 4:04:04 PM UTC-7, Creon wrote:
    In <053ba6f1-672e-419f...@googlegroups.com>, roach
    <roac...@gmail.com> wrote:

    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 11:33:58 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote:
    On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care
    worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care.

    --
    -v
    what would they do

    in general, i mean. just generally, how do they provide supportive care

    just the headlines of what they do
    Man, if only there were a worldwide database where someone could make
    inquiries and get definite answers to questions like "what is a supportive >> care worker?".

    --
    -Creon

    is that what % has to help clean out his dirty asshole


    if you canโ€™t stop eating ass are you considered a crack addict

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to All on Thu Jul 28 08:01:56 2022
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 7:47 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 7:24:59 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 6:50 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 6:26:01 PM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 6:16 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 12:11:09 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:44:13 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    On 2022-07-26 11:38 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:36:55 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 11:07:01 AM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-26 10:51 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:49:42 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:29 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:22:04 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>> On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 10:19:37 AM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-26 9:24 a.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:47:06 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 8:44 p.m., roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 8:31:24 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On 2022-07-25 7:38 p.m., roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 7:24:58 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Monday, July 25, 2022 at 1:01:54 PM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    but i screwed it up.

    the things weren't glued down permanently, and they were attracted to the sticky part of the hovering tape, and i was slow aiming it, so they got applied totally f*cked up. (pm*u*m)

    fortunately, i was able to fix most of it through pulling it off, i got so lucky. but then in *re*applying it...one thing was on an angle, when it was supposed to be straight. i wasn't attentive and careful enough.

    it looked awful. i didn't know what to do for a while, and was terribly upset.

    so eventually, i added another one, on the other side, opposite, which i was so fortunate, i just HAPPENED to have another ONE from the same set of things, matching/similar.

    i don't think it really fixed it, though. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i kept looking at it, like, these should be level...and thinking, what would it MEAN? to be diagonal like that???

    but i'm drawing a blank.

    i mean, actually, after today's writing, i can kind of think of something.

    it's about ME! ha ha. what a joke. :-( >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    but that really begs the question, who is "ME?" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    if it's even a question in the first place. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i could use a drink, like they say. but i don't drink.

    time to change my mind somehow... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> i also messed up something i wrote, but i couldn't cross it out, that would look bad, so i tried to make the best of it, and write it with the error which regrettably changed my prose for the worse.

    what am i supposed to do? i can't help it. i've been so traumatized and abused by my destiny (never even believed in that before, don't really know what to believe in anymore, if anything) i've turned from a sharp-shooting arrow
    through the narrow gates of life into a yutz.

    and who could ever love a yutz?

    it's too depressing to even try to improve my physique, because i am not merely an object, that is demeaning to personhood and gifted mind. (relative to the rest of the population)(of earth)

    but i really don't want to be a junky. it's nothing towards which to aspire. it's a pathetic, lonesome, broken life.

    i wish my pre-destined soulmate loved me and wanted to come meet me again, and reinvigorate my hopeless heart.....before he dies, and before i sink further into the waters of oblivion. :(

    i just want what everybody else has, mostly, in my peer group. and i've suffered more than one could ever even imagine, other than concentration camps, and the like, although my intellectual brother said the videos were merely one
    artist's interpretation.

    on the other hand, he thinks covid is inane, whereas i keep hearing of people, again and again, at the perimeters of my immediate little circle, who have, well, died.

    maybe it's my location. :-(

    some romance.

    and there ya have ya

    trying to scramble my mind ?

    i can't answer and you wouldn't understand me any >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    i think you do this on purpose, i almost always understood you in private

    no you didn't you always asked me to explain
    sometimes maybe

    or some things i think i figured out later, how you weren't being a dick

    when you said stay / move...
    i hope , giving you the benefit of the doubt
    but some things, i totally disagree with you. like when you said as if you were a TEACHER, about learning the word "quip" and how it made you so smart, like you were playing with a child, but there are reasons we know the words we do and
    reject the ones we don't, and as we continue learning, picking and choosing as we go along, (unless i had better sources, and i could consequently take them all, but you don't see fit to help me with that, maybe you are not qualified) and is that how you
    spend your time, what you are doing with your life here on earth, i guess you don't take your life and how you spend your time very seriously if you just sit around making quips with people, i didn't even really know exactly what one was because i knew
    it wasn't something i enjoyed, and not how i chose to spend my time or interact with other human beings. i had better things to say, or conversely, nothing at all. and if you say well, ha ha, you have nothing left now, i most certainly do, but i didn't
    feel like sharing them, such as when i read the 5-7-5 verse yesterday in another group i found before you brought me here, i read it over and over and over, it was like a dog worrying a bone, an expression i just learned, peeling back layer after layer
    after layer after layer of understanding.

    and when i am healthy and fit and able to read, my mind doesn't even waste time, i read the books i want and go straight for the ultimate spiritual comprehension, and keep going and don't look back. too bad you weren't around and i could
    have explained it all to you in those isolated times i did when i was hypomanic. i blew everyone else away when i was doing that. in princeton, with my mother, my friends and at the jewish center study group of men on the weekend. at the university of
    chicago. and a lot of it, i even kept to myself at other times, like pasadena in my apartment, and it was just personal experiences reading, experiences now rotting in the precious winds, but if you had been there, i could have explained it, or like the
    virginia woolf class, and dropped out, because i didn't think it was fair, to get so very little back from the teacher and class, and be the only real giver. why should my mother be working so hard and slaving so much and sacrificing for herself in order
    to pay for me to give it all away for free and get nothing in return?

    maybe you'd be interested in helping me get there again so i can do that some more, and share it with you, because i think you deserve it. maybe you already see it all, too, but i can't tell online. but i'd be surprised if we see exactly
    the same things, i'd be pretty shocked, each person has his own unique perspectives, although apparently we think a lot of the same bullsh*t, too, as we share in usenet, as well, garbage fit for the sewers, as check said.

    otherwise, i don't really give a sh*t.

    i can just as well sit here and do nothing. we're all going to die anyway.

    sorry poor editing i see an extraneous and....

    i'll die after i see this calf get borned
    speedily

    sorry there is a fine line between being peppy and being obnoxious, but i'm getting pissed off. :(

    this isn't what i want to be doing with my life.

    don't
    i'm not

    i meant it's like it's happening to me...through my passivity. and then following along...

    i didn't mean anything insulting. that would be supremely "outrageous." :)

    (ps the main thing is sinking into my couch. it's driving me mad. i need to move........?)

    move

    how can i, i'm not real, remember?

    ok then don't move

    i'm sorry. i was being somewhat sarcastic. it's just...you're so abrasive at times, it *seems*...like you're trying to show off to other people reading about how little you care for me and it's as if you are flaunting how unsympathetic you really are
    to my disabilities when i am crying out for moral support, and not just to you, after THIRTY YEARS of leading me on, let's just round up.

    there's a big difference between BEGGING for a friend, (and more, in its due time...you can come in the morning, and if you are nice and decent, i have a queen size bed...since you're such a big boy...that could be one reason), when you've had no
    other choice than to be your own friend year after year, and are f*cking so sick of yourself and need to share, but have inordinate difficulties finding the right people, and telling the woman whom you met for a brief moment that the only thing you want
    from her is sex, and possibly even for her to bear your children, to comfort you, and through a public medium, no less, as if all she is for you is a sex object and baby machine.

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care worker

    how did you get supportive care worker out of asking for a real life friend

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  • From roach@21:1/5 to roach on Thu Jul 28 10:04:43 2022
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:07:26 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:02:52 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 4:04:04 PM UTC-7, Creon wrote:
    In <053ba6f1-672e-419f...@googlegroups.com>, roach
    <roac...@gmail.com> wrote:

    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 11:33:58 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote:
    On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care >>>>>>> worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care.

    --
    -v
    what would they do

    in general, i mean. just generally, how do they provide supportive care

    just the headlines of what they do
    Man, if only there were a worldwide database where someone could make >> inquiries and get definite answers to questions like "what is a supportive
    care worker?".

    --
    -Creon

    is that what % has to help clean out his dirty asshole


    if you canโ€™t stop eating ass are you considered a crack addict
    no , you're a hungry jack

    even if it is all about ME, SOWhat!?!??!?

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to roach on Sat Aug 6 18:40:38 2022
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 10:04:44 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:07:26 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:02:52 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 4:04:04 PM UTC-7, Creon wrote:
    In <053ba6f1-672e-419f...@googlegroups.com>, roach
    <roac...@gmail.com> wrote:

    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 11:33:58 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote: >>>>> On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care >>>>>>> worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care. >>>>>
    --
    -v
    what would they do

    in general, i mean. just generally, how do they provide supportive care

    just the headlines of what they do
    Man, if only there were a worldwide database where someone could make >> inquiries and get definite answers to questions like "what is a supportive
    care worker?".

    --
    -Creon

    is that what % has to help clean out his dirty asshole


    if you canโ€™t stop eating ass are you considered a crack addict
    no , you're a hungry jack
    even if it is all about ME, SOWhat!?!??!?

    well, i couldn't get out today, no cabs, so i'll run errands next week.

    i've finally figured out what it is, btw. and this is just the beginning.

    drum roll, please.... ;-)

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 19:37:42 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 6:40:39 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 10:04:44 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:07:26 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:02:52 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 4:04:04 PM UTC-7, Creon wrote:
    In <053ba6f1-672e-419f...@googlegroups.com>, roach
    <roac...@gmail.com> wrote:

    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 11:33:58 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>> On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote: >>>>> On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care >>>>>>> worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care. >>>>>
    --
    -v
    what would they do

    in general, i mean. just generally, how do they provide supportive care

    just the headlines of what they do
    Man, if only there were a worldwide database where someone could make
    inquiries and get definite answers to questions like "what is a supportive
    care worker?".

    --
    -Creon

    is that what % has to help clean out his dirty asshole


    if you canโ€™t stop eating ass are you considered a crack addict
    no , you're a hungry jack
    even if it is all about ME, SOWhat!?!??!?
    well, i couldn't get out today, no cabs, so i'll run errands next week.

    i've finally figured out what it is, btw. and this is just the beginning.

    drum roll, please.... ;-)

    my lyft credits were wiped out, and i forgot to pay, so i couldn't get it.

    hey, guess what? i finally got an obamaphone. it's not set up yet, i need help from the new trustee, i don't really want one, it's just because the world is forcing me to have one to keep up, i can barely get around. i'm not using it for anything other
    than basic needs, and like i said, i mean, i even RESENT that i have to have one, you know, when they first came out, there were reports on cbs (i think it was), about mobile phones, and people growing brain tumors behind their ears. so it is for this
    reason i chose to make use of my basic need rights.

    IF, for some reason, i come to find that i ENJOY having a cellphone, and LIKE IT, and WANT ONE, like to take photos or well, really use it as a way to stay organized, you know, with all the contacts, just sort of the way people do nowadays, never are
    without their phones....well, see, I just don't like that. I don't think it's healthy. (to finish the thought, I will then buy an iPhone like everyone else, and join the modern world, but I just don't like where it's going.)

    I really only got one because it's SO HARD to get around, and humiliating, always having to ask for help from the establishment, to call for my ride service once I am out. And the second reason, is because we live in perilous times, with climate change,
    fires, evacuations, people keeping a packed bag with essentials in case of emergency by their doors, I feel I MUST have one for basic safety and self-preservation. So again, Obamacare. I mean, IF I NEEDED IT LIKE THAT, that would just be a disaster, and
    I desperately HOPE and PRAY I NEVER HAVE TO. Or if I am ever well enough to travel again, to visit my family. :-////

    Anyway, I am just so wary of the phone. People like them more than sex. They are ruining the art of conversation, human relations, and even the human body. A young woman in the laundromat (did I say this, I forget), was talking with me about her phone,
    and I was asking questions, and she told me about and showed me her pinky finger. She said, see, this is what is happening to "all of us," meaning the younger generation, for whom the phone is like a new appendage. It was literally bent in, in a
    depression, and around, from where the phone rests and nestles in the joint.

    Btw, the laptop isn't great, either. I mean, I am sitting on the couch and sinking into it, and disintegrating my discs, and shrinking. I have to fix it somehow. I LEARNED the proper sitting position for the computer as a child, but I haven't listened,
    and now I am paying the insidious consequences, the worst of it being psychological trauma of having gone from a bit of a tall person, into a not even tall at all person. And still shrinking....I just....get up and down so much, I just don't see as how I
    can do that in the closet. I just bought a little independent table to try and set up, and use a chair, and sit at it near my couch, facing the tv, but I haven't put it together yet. I had to table the househelp for a while, because the new variant is
    taking its toll on me, I can sense it in the air, and it hurts my nerves a little, and using the over the counter home remedy % recommended. And some people have more a tendency to carry than others. I just need to stay away from him, and others, and am
    anxiously awaiting the fall vaccine. There is a big difference in the residents and the workers, and it's really scary. You all know what I am talking about, and I am not making this shit up. It's science, it's culture, it's environments, it's virology,
    it's ethnology, it's education and class and just intuitive knowledge, like HOW to wash your hands, upon asking for it to be done, or sanitizer (I'm not kidding. You think this is absurd, right? I would have thought so, too. But no. I watch, nervously,
    and I see, I mean, the incredible difference in how attentive the hand movements are, around, in being thorough, or rather, not at all well, it's like, wow, and the differences amongst peoples are just..."vast") has nothing to do with prejudice. The
    kinds of masks people are wearing, or none at all. The last worker who was here for the telephone line, and wanted to look at the jack, I said they are all around the house, I took one look, with no mask to boot, he stood there talking to me, I was
    masked, and the phone was working again, so I was just like, forget it, and discouraged him from pursuing it then, and then after I was in excruciating pain for a couple days. It all adds up.

    My hearing is better than the lowest tone on the test for humans, according to the test, possibly different standards than back east, I don't know, same as IQ, I totally question it. My eyes were sharp better than 20/20 until after turning 50, and now,
    it's scary, I mean, I can't see (reading). And it SUCKS, because I go back and forth and back and forth, between computer and TV screen, like with tennis on, when there is a good play, it catches my ear, and I look, because I like watching the good plays,
    in between hanging out online or writing, or same with a good movie, or news, whatever it is. I have to have the reading on for computer, and I have to take them off to see the TV. But I don't need the reading glasses all the time. I guess maybe
    sometimes my eyes are tired, and other times, not. Which is a bit of a kindling of hope for me, because eyes have lots of muscles, and I think, I am in severe entropy. maybe if I get HEALTHY, physically fit, the reading vision will improve. I know it did
    last time, but this seems different, like it's old age and not reversible. But maybe I can fix it? I don't have high hopes, but maybe somewhat? At least improve it. I mean, it's bad. But anyway, back to everything else, it's just depressing, because in
    Princeton, I was just an average person.This place is just....well, the TV just said dog shit. Lol.

    Someone had his thinking hat on when he said go back to Princeton all those years ago. It's just....I never really felt like I totally fit in....and secondly. the notion of abandoning my pursuit of the man who took my genitals after I had become chaste,
    and I was psychotic, and thought he knew me, and had called for me to come down (the balcony), at his show, and then took to the public air waves to communicate with me, at woodstock, on mtv, and then on his albums, winning grammys and an academy award,
    etc...., all while I am suffering in a living hell, and he SAID he loved me, seemed preposterous, and still does, and we're almost out of time.

    But I don't know him well enough to know what his true intentions are. There was a poem in poetry about a rose in a Bible, about the writer knowing there were two people who belonged together, I thought it meant Marc and me.

    I am suspicious he is trying to prove a point about Jews, how we all love each other and look out for each other, and even if he never comes back, that I would go back to Marc, like I made some mistake, or Bob didn't even give a shit about if we were
    ever together or not, or what, and it's disgusting. This whole thing is fucking inhumane, as if women's reproduction is wrong, and it's solely the provenance of a woman to ask the man, when the man is supposed to ask the woman, and honor her, and provide
    for her and the children, and she raises them, with his help and guidance, and/or mutual input.

    And I was a healthy woman, or could have been, there was no reason not to, but it was crazy at the Kabbalah center, like mob psychology, and I was on Ionomin as well, and it just accelerated, into mania and ultimately psychosis, and they turned it into
    something....unhealthy. And they did it to ME, and MY BODY, and MY MIND, and MY LIFE.

    and quite frankly, I don't even know if I am the sole victim of this crime against humanity or not.

    You think I am exaggerating? You think you can stand on some intellectual high ground and blow this off? (not you (ykwya), the rest of you). Live my life. Please, I throw open the doors and give you a good spank to get going. I laugh at you. I hope you
    make it. Good luck.

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 20:06:31 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 7:37:43 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 6:40:39 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 10:04:44 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:07:26 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:02:52 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 4:04:04 PM UTC-7, Creon wrote:
    In <053ba6f1-672e-419f...@googlegroups.com>, roach
    <roac...@gmail.com> wrote:

    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 11:33:58 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>> On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote: >>>>> On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote:

    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care
    worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care. >>>>>
    --
    -v
    what would they do

    in general, i mean. just generally, how do they provide supportive care

    just the headlines of what they do
    Man, if only there were a worldwide database where someone could make
    inquiries and get definite answers to questions like "what is a supportive
    care worker?".

    --
    -Creon

    is that what % has to help clean out his dirty asshole


    if you canโ€™t stop eating ass are you considered a crack addict
    no , you're a hungry jack
    even if it is all about ME, SOWhat!?!??!?
    well, i couldn't get out today, no cabs, so i'll run errands next week.

    i've finally figured out what it is, btw. and this is just the beginning.

    drum roll, please.... ;-)
    my lyft credits were wiped out, and i forgot to pay, so i couldn't get it.

    hey, guess what? i finally got an obamaphone. it's not set up yet, i need help from the new trustee, i don't really want one, it's just because the world is forcing me to have one to keep up, i can barely get around. i'm not using it for anything other
    than basic needs, and like i said, i mean, i even RESENT that i have to have one, you know, when they first came out, there were reports on cbs (i think it was), about mobile phones, and people growing brain tumors behind their ears. so it is for this
    reason i chose to make use of my basic need rights.

    IF, for some reason, i come to find that i ENJOY having a cellphone, and LIKE IT, and WANT ONE, like to take photos or well, really use it as a way to stay organized, you know, with all the contacts, just sort of the way people do nowadays, never are
    without their phones....well, see, I just don't like that. I don't think it's healthy. (to finish the thought, I will then buy an iPhone like everyone else, and join the modern world, but I just don't like where it's going.)

    I really only got one because it's SO HARD to get around, and humiliating, always having to ask for help from the establishment, to call for my ride service once I am out. And the second reason, is because we live in perilous times, with climate change,
    fires, evacuations, people keeping a packed bag with essentials in case of emergency by their doors, I feel I MUST have one for basic safety and self-preservation. So again, Obamacare. I mean, IF I NEEDED IT LIKE THAT, that would just be a disaster, and
    I desperately HOPE and PRAY I NEVER HAVE TO. Or if I am ever well enough to travel again, to visit my family. :-////

    Anyway, I am just so wary of the phone. People like them more than sex. They are ruining the art of conversation, human relations, and even the human body. A young woman in the laundromat (did I say this, I forget), was talking with me about her phone,
    and I was asking questions, and she told me about and showed me her pinky finger. She said, see, this is what is happening to "all of us," meaning the younger generation, for whom the phone is like a new appendage. It was literally bent in, in a
    depression, and around, from where the phone rests and nestles in the joint.

    Btw, the laptop isn't great, either. I mean, I am sitting on the couch and sinking into it, and disintegrating my discs, and shrinking. I have to fix it somehow. I LEARNED the proper sitting position for the computer as a child, but I haven't listened,
    and now I am paying the insidious consequences, the worst of it being psychological trauma of having gone from a bit of a tall person, into a not even tall at all person. And still shrinking....I just....get up and down so much, I just don't see as how I
    can do that in the closet. I just bought a little independent table to try and set up, and use a chair, and sit at it near my couch, facing the tv, but I haven't put it together yet. I had to table the househelp for a while, because the new variant is
    taking its toll on me, I can sense it in the air, and it hurts my nerves a little, and using the over the counter home remedy % recommended. And some people have more a tendency to carry than others. I just need to stay away from him, and others, and am
    anxiously awaiting the fall vaccine. There is a big difference in the residents and the workers, and it's really scary. You all know what I am talking about, and I am not making this shit up. It's science, it's culture, it's environments, it's virology,
    it's ethnology, it's education and class and just intuitive knowledge, like HOW to wash your hands, upon asking for it to be done, or sanitizer (I'm not kidding. You think this is absurd, right? I would have thought so, too. But no. I watch, nervously,
    and I see, I mean, the incredible difference in how attentive the hand movements are, around, in being thorough, or rather, not at all well, it's like, wow, and the differences amongst peoples are just..."vast") has nothing to do with prejudice. The
    kinds of masks people are wearing, or none at all. The last worker who was here for the telephone line, and wanted to look at the jack, I said they are all around the house, I took one look, with no mask to boot, he stood there talking to me, I was
    masked, and the phone was working again, so I was just like, forget it, and discouraged him from pursuing it then, and then after I was in excruciating pain for a couple days. It all adds up.

    My hearing is better than the lowest tone on the test for humans, according to the test, possibly different standards than back east, I don't know, same as IQ, I totally question it. My eyes were sharp better than 20/20 until after turning 50, and now,
    it's scary, I mean, I can't see (reading). And it SUCKS, because I go back and forth and back and forth, between computer and TV screen, like with tennis on, when there is a good play, it catches my ear, and I look, because I like watching the good plays,
    in between hanging out online or writing, or same with a good movie, or news, whatever it is. I have to have the reading on for computer, and I have to take them off to see the TV. But I don't need the reading glasses all the time. I guess maybe
    sometimes my eyes are tired, and other times, not. Which is a bit of a kindling of hope for me, because eyes have lots of muscles, and I think, I am in severe entropy. maybe if I get HEALTHY, physically fit, the reading vision will improve. I know it did
    last time, but this seems different, like it's old age and not reversible. But maybe I can fix it? I don't have high hopes, but maybe somewhat? At least improve it. I mean, it's bad. But anyway, back to everything else, it's just depressing, because in
    Princeton, I was just an average person.This place is just....well, the TV just said dog shit. Lol.

    Someone had his thinking hat on when he said go back to Princeton all those years ago. It's just....I never really felt like I totally fit in....and secondly. the notion of abandoning my pursuit of the man who took my genitals after I had become chaste,
    and I was psychotic, and thought he knew me, and had called for me to come down (the balcony), at his show, and then took to the public air waves to communicate with me, at woodstock, on mtv, and then on his albums, winning grammys and an academy award,
    etc...., all while I am suffering in a living hell, and he SAID he loved me, seemed preposterous, and still does, and we're almost out of time.

    But I don't know him well enough to know what his true intentions are. There was a poem in poetry about a rose in a Bible, about the writer knowing there were two people who belonged together, I thought it meant Marc and me.

    I am suspicious he is trying to prove a point about Jews, how we all love each other and look out for each other, and even if he never comes back, that I would go back to Marc, like I made some mistake, or Bob didn't even give a shit about if we were
    ever together or not, or what, and it's disgusting. This whole thing is fucking inhumane, as if women's reproduction is wrong, and it's solely the provenance of a woman to ask the man, when the man is supposed to ask the woman, and honor her, and provide
    for her and the children, and she raises them, with his help and guidance, and/or mutual input.

    And I was a healthy woman, or could have been, there was no reason not to, but it was crazy at the Kabbalah center, like mob psychology, and I was on Ionomin as well, and it just accelerated, into mania and ultimately psychosis, and they turned it into
    something....unhealthy. And they did it to ME, and MY BODY, and MY MIND, and MY LIFE.

    and quite frankly, I don't even know if I am the sole victim of this crime against humanity or not.

    You think I am exaggerating? You think you can stand on some intellectual high ground and blow this off? (not you (ykwya), the rest of you). Live my life. Please, I throw open the doors and give you a good spank to get going. I laugh at you. I hope you
    make it. Good luck.

    btw, i liked the poem when i thought, maybe it was a coincidence, and truly written by jim, and having it remind me of marc, and our true love romance, as best friends, and he was going to introduce me to bob, i thought...or rather, just felt like i knew
    inside, there was no time to think, until he left to go back to the midwest for pesach (passover), and i was back home alone, left to think it all over, everything i had learned and knew, etc...and then i thought, maybe even if it was from bob, maybe he
    meant himself and me, or maybe it was about marc knowing, after inquiring, and seeing my reaction, eventually, shortly thereafter, never mind, it's between us, at least for now, i don't think i would ever tell it all without his permission, our
    friendship, and reconciliation, because he was my nice jewish boyfriend, and i never had that in princeton, or anywhere else, not even in israel with tal, that wasn't nice, that was all dark and intense and of an animal nature, not that i didn't love him,
    or still don't, as part of my past, but nobody ever liked me like that before, the way a boy is supposed to like a girl, and so quite frankly, i'm not even interested in telling the internet about it, other than what just comes out naturally, anyway,
    about marc knowing, and how it all unfolded at the center, that i was for bob, that we belonged together, meaning talking about what the poem could have been about in the context....blackpooljimmy saying he would be my friend, my going there, then he
    posting that poem about his mother's bible and the rose, and they belonged together, and like i said, the way he said bob sent him there.

    but if it was by bob, about marc and me, i don't think that is his place to decide for me who my only option in life is going to be, like he sings, you dance with whom they tell you to or you don't dance at all, and he tells black rider to go back and
    home and leave his wife alone, and then dental river from poetry, aka black rider, stopped talking with me in private email, and when hi and i were writing poetry online, he got jealous, and that was the end of pastor corey, and i lost one of the very
    few friends i had, he is literally doing to me what he did with his own son, jacob, a la shelton, NDH, it's with a c, and also online, but that's always specious, i looked once, and it said jacob dylan from a high school yearbook, but i saw mine said
    rachel baker at one point, so who knows, but anyway, blackballing him, trying to keep him out of the music business, and now he's trying to alienate me from the world at large, build his world around me, violating all my rights to privacy and anonymity,
    all i'm saying is it's just sick, i don't know anyone, i've never even have a full real relationship with a boyfriend, bob says he's my husband, and he's not here, is he going to try and prove some insane point that it was real even if he never comes
    back?

    i know this doesn't make any sense either, but if he doesn't come back soon, i will fucking KILL HIM. i will TORTURE HIS SOUL IN THE BOWELS OF HELL FOR ALL ETERNITY IF THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE DOESN'T GET BACK HERE SOON.

    AND HE IS FUCKING WITH EVERYBODY, HE WAS VERY NICE TO ME IN PRIVATE. AND HE'S EVEN PLAYING GAMES ON HIS ALBUMS, BUT I DON'T EVEN FEEL LIKE SAYING, TO REDEEM HIM. HE DOESN'T DESERVE IT.

    HE IS A FUCKING PUSSY, AND HE SPRAINED MY ANKLE, AND I STILL DON'T KNOW WHY, AND I WANT TO KILL HIM AND I WANT HIM TO GET BACK HERE IMMEDIATELY. AND THEN I WILL FORGIVE HIM, AND LET HIM EXPLAIN HIMSELF, AS BEST HE CAN, THIS IS CALLING UPON AN IMMENSE
    EFFORT TO TELL MYSELF THAT I NEED TO GIVE HIM A CHANCE.

    IT'S JUST, HOW FORGIVING AND PATIENT AND UNDERSTANDING CAN A WOMAN BE EXPECTED TO *BE*!?!??!??!?!?!?!??!?! AND GIVING UP OR MOVING ON IS *NOT* AN OPTION WHEN IT'S ABOUT SAVING YOUR FUCKING *SOUL*.

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 20:31:08 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 8:22:51 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 8:06:32 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 7:37:43 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 6:40:39 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 10:04:44 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:07:26 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:02:52 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 4:04:04 PM UTC-7, Creon wrote:
    In <053ba6f1-672e-419f...@googlegroups.com>, roach
    <roac...@gmail.com> wrote:

    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 11:33:58 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote:
    On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote: >>>>>
    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>
    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care
    worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care.

    --
    -v
    what would they do

    in general, i mean. just generally, how do they provide supportive care

    just the headlines of what they do
    Man, if only there were a worldwide database where someone could make
    inquiries and get definite answers to questions like "what is a supportive
    care worker?".

    --
    -Creon

    is that what % has to help clean out his dirty asshole


    if you canโ€™t stop eating ass are you considered a crack addict
    no , you're a hungry jack
    even if it is all about ME, SOWhat!?!??!?
    well, i couldn't get out today, no cabs, so i'll run errands next week.

    i've finally figured out what it is, btw. and this is just the beginning.

    drum roll, please.... ;-)
    my lyft credits were wiped out, and i forgot to pay, so i couldn't get it.

    hey, guess what? i finally got an obamaphone. it's not set up yet, i need help from the new trustee, i don't really want one, it's just because the world is forcing me to have one to keep up, i can barely get around. i'm not using it for anything
    other than basic needs, and like i said, i mean, i even RESENT that i have to have one, you know, when they first came out, there were reports on cbs (i think it was), about mobile phones, and people growing brain tumors behind their ears. so it is for
    this reason i chose to make use of my basic need rights.

    IF, for some reason, i come to find that i ENJOY having a cellphone, and LIKE IT, and WANT ONE, like to take photos or well, really use it as a way to stay organized, you know, with all the contacts, just sort of the way people do nowadays, never
    are without their phones....well, see, I just don't like that. I don't think it's healthy. (to finish the thought, I will then buy an iPhone like everyone else, and join the modern world, but I just don't like where it's going.)

    I really only got one because it's SO HARD to get around, and humiliating, always having to ask for help from the establishment, to call for my ride service once I am out. And the second reason, is because we live in perilous times, with climate
    change, fires, evacuations, people keeping a packed bag with essentials in case of emergency by their doors, I feel I MUST have one for basic safety and self-preservation. So again, Obamacare. I mean, IF I NEEDED IT LIKE THAT, that would just be a
    disaster, and I desperately HOPE and PRAY I NEVER HAVE TO. Or if I am ever well enough to travel again, to visit my family. :-////

    Anyway, I am just so wary of the phone. People like them more than sex. They are ruining the art of conversation, human relations, and even the human body. A young woman in the laundromat (did I say this, I forget), was talking with me about her
    phone, and I was asking questions, and she told me about and showed me her pinky finger. She said, see, this is what is happening to "all of us," meaning the younger generation, for whom the phone is like a new appendage. It was literally bent in, in a
    depression, and around, from where the phone rests and nestles in the joint.

    Btw, the laptop isn't great, either. I mean, I am sitting on the couch and sinking into it, and disintegrating my discs, and shrinking. I have to fix it somehow. I LEARNED the proper sitting position for the computer as a child, but I haven't
    listened, and now I am paying the insidious consequences, the worst of it being psychological trauma of having gone from a bit of a tall person, into a not even tall at all person. And still shrinking....I just....get up and down so much, I just don't
    see as how I can do that in the closet. I just bought a little independent table to try and set up, and use a chair, and sit at it near my couch, facing the tv, but I haven't put it together yet. I had to table the househelp for a while, because the new
    variant is taking its toll on me, I can sense it in the air, and it hurts my nerves a little, and using the over the counter home remedy % recommended. And some people have more a tendency to carry than others. I just need to stay away from him, and
    others, and am anxiously awaiting the fall vaccine. There is a big difference in the residents and the workers, and it's really scary. You all know what I am talking about, and I am not making this shit up. It's science, it's culture, it's environments,
    it's virology, it's ethnology, it's education and class and just intuitive knowledge, like HOW to wash your hands, upon asking for it to be done, or sanitizer (I'm not kidding. You think this is absurd, right? I would have thought so, too. But no. I
    watch, nervously, and I see, I mean, the incredible difference in how attentive the hand movements are, around, in being thorough, or rather, not at all well, it's like, wow, and the differences amongst peoples are just..."vast") has nothing to do with
    prejudice. The kinds of masks people are wearing, or none at all. The last worker who was here for the telephone line, and wanted to look at the jack, I said they are all around the house, I took one look, with no mask to boot, he stood there talking to
    me, I was masked, and the phone was working again, so I was just like, forget it, and discouraged him from pursuing it then, and then after I was in excruciating pain for a couple days. It all adds up.

    My hearing is better than the lowest tone on the test for humans, according to the test, possibly different standards than back east, I don't know, same as IQ, I totally question it. My eyes were sharp better than 20/20 until after turning 50, and
    now, it's scary, I mean, I can't see (reading). And it SUCKS, because I go back and forth and back and forth, between computer and TV screen, like with tennis on, when there is a good play, it catches my ear, and I look, because I like watching the good
    plays, in between hanging out online or writing, or same with a good movie, or news, whatever it is. I have to have the reading on for computer, and I have to take them off to see the TV. But I don't need the reading glasses all the time. I guess maybe
    sometimes my eyes are tired, and other times, not. Which is a bit of a kindling of hope for me, because eyes have lots of muscles, and I think, I am in severe entropy. maybe if I get HEALTHY, physically fit, the reading vision will improve. I know it did
    last time, but this seems different, like it's old age and not reversible. But maybe I can fix it? I don't have high hopes, but maybe somewhat? At least improve it. I mean, it's bad. But anyway, back to everything else, it's just depressing, because in
    Princeton, I was just an average person.This place is just....well, the TV just said dog shit. Lol.

    Someone had his thinking hat on when he said go back to Princeton all those years ago. It's just....I never really felt like I totally fit in....and secondly. the notion of abandoning my pursuit of the man who took my genitals after I had become
    chaste, and I was psychotic, and thought he knew me, and had called for me to come down (the balcony), at his show, and then took to the public air waves to communicate with me, at woodstock, on mtv, and then on his albums, winning grammys and an academy
    award, etc...., all while I am suffering in a living hell, and he SAID he loved me, seemed preposterous, and still does, and we're almost out of time.

    But I don't know him well enough to know what his true intentions are. There was a poem in poetry about a rose in a Bible, about the writer knowing there were two people who belonged together, I thought it meant Marc and me.

    I am suspicious he is trying to prove a point about Jews, how we all love each other and look out for each other, and even if he never comes back, that I would go back to Marc, like I made some mistake, or Bob didn't even give a shit about if we
    were ever together or not, or what, and it's disgusting. This whole thing is fucking inhumane, as if women's reproduction is wrong, and it's solely the provenance of a woman to ask the man, when the man is supposed to ask the woman, and honor her, and
    provide for her and the children, and she raises them, with his help and guidance, and/or mutual input.

    And I was a healthy woman, or could have been, there was no reason not to, but it was crazy at the Kabbalah center, like mob psychology, and I was on Ionomin as well, and it just accelerated, into mania and ultimately psychosis, and they turned it
    into something....unhealthy. And they did it to ME, and MY BODY, and MY MIND, and MY LIFE.

    and quite frankly, I don't even know if I am the sole victim of this crime against humanity or not.

    You think I am exaggerating? You think you can stand on some intellectual high ground and blow this off? (not you (ykwya), the rest of you). Live my life. Please, I throw open the doors and give you a good spank to get going. I laugh at you. I hope
    you make it. Good luck.
    btw, i liked the poem when i thought, maybe it was a coincidence, and truly written by jim, and having it remind me of marc, and our true love romance, as best friends, and he was going to introduce me to bob, i thought...or rather, just felt like i
    knew inside, there was no time to think, until he left to go back to the midwest for pesach (passover), and i was back home alone, left to think it all over, everything i had learned and knew, etc...and then i thought, maybe even if it was from bob,
    maybe he meant himself and me, or maybe it was about marc knowing, after inquiring, and seeing my reaction, eventually, shortly thereafter, never mind, it's between us, at least for now, i don't think i would ever tell it all without his permission, our
    friendship, and reconciliation, because he was my nice jewish boyfriend, and i never had that in princeton, or anywhere else, not even in israel with tal, that wasn't nice, that was all dark and intense and of an animal nature, not that i didn't love him,
    or still don't, as part of my past, but nobody ever liked me like that before, the way a boy is supposed to like a girl, and so quite frankly, i'm not even interested in telling the internet about it, other than what just comes out naturally, anyway,
    about marc knowing, and how it all unfolded at the center, that i was for bob, that we belonged together, meaning talking about what the poem could have been about in the context....blackpooljimmy saying he would be my friend, my going there, then he
    posting that poem about his mother's bible and the rose, and they belonged together, and like i said, the way he said bob sent him there.

    but if it was by bob, about marc and me, i don't think that is his place to decide for me who my only option in life is going to be, like he sings, you dance with whom they tell you to or you don't dance at all, and he tells black rider to go back
    and home and leave his wife alone, and then dental river from poetry, aka black rider, stopped talking with me in private email, and when hi and i were writing poetry online, he got jealous, and that was the end of pastor corey, and i lost one of the
    very few friends i had, he is literally doing to me what he did with his own son, jacob, a la shelton, NDH, it's with a c, and also online, but that's always specious, i looked once, and it said jacob dylan from a high school yearbook, but i saw mine
    said rachel baker at one point, so who knows, but anyway, blackballing him, trying to keep him out of the music business, and now he's trying to alienate me from the world at large, build his world around me, violating all my rights to privacy and
    anonymity, all i'm saying is it's just sick, i don't know anyone, i've never even have a full real relationship with a boyfriend, bob says he's my husband, and he's not here, is he going to try and prove some insane point that it was real even if he
    never comes back?

    i know this doesn't make any sense either, but if he doesn't come back soon, i will fucking KILL HIM. i will TORTURE HIS SOUL IN THE BOWELS OF HELL FOR ALL ETERNITY IF THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE DOESN'T GET BACK HERE SOON.

    AND HE IS FUCKING WITH EVERYBODY, HE WAS VERY NICE TO ME IN PRIVATE. AND HE'S EVEN PLAYING GAMES ON HIS ALBUMS, BUT I DON'T EVEN FEEL LIKE SAYING, TO REDEEM HIM. HE DOESN'T DESERVE IT.

    HE IS A FUCKING PUSSY, AND HE SPRAINED MY ANKLE, AND I STILL DON'T KNOW WHY, AND I WANT TO KILL HIM AND I WANT HIM TO GET BACK HERE IMMEDIATELY. AND THEN I WILL FORGIVE HIM, AND LET HIM EXPLAIN HIMSELF, AS BEST HE CAN, THIS IS CALLING UPON AN IMMENSE
    EFFORT TO TELL MYSELF THAT I NEED TO GIVE HIM A CHANCE.

    IT'S JUST, HOW FORGIVING AND PATIENT AND UNDERSTANDING CAN A WOMAN BE EXPECTED TO *BE*!?!??!??!?!?!?!??!?! AND GIVING UP OR MOVING ON IS *NOT* AN OPTION WHEN IT'S ABOUT SAVING YOUR FUCKING *SOUL*.
    H. and i were like that a bit in princeton, but i was way way way happier (and healthier) when i met and was with marc, so we had a million times more fun, and it was in a very special context, i thought, where i felt like i had found my people and my
    place.

    but it didn't last long.

    and then it was over.

    but i never got over it.

    anyone?

    anyone?

    bueller?

    bueller?

    voo...doo...voodoo economics?

    bob, why are you trying to humiliate me?

    i'm right here, you stupid idiot. don't pretend like you don't know.

    religious cult murder.

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: fsxNet Usenet Gateway (21:1/5)
  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 20:22:49 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 8:06:32 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 7:37:43 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 6:40:39 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 10:04:44 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:07:26 AM UTC-7, roach wrote:
    On Thursday, July 28, 2022 at 8:02:52 AM UTC-7, % wrote:
    roach wrote:
    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 4:04:04 PM UTC-7, Creon wrote:
    In <053ba6f1-672e-419f...@googlegroups.com>, roach
    <roac...@gmail.com> wrote:

    On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 11:33:58 AM UTC-7, roach wrote: >>>> On Wednesday, July 27, 2022 at 10:39:05 AM UTC-7, vallor wrote:
    On Wed, 27 Jul 2022 10:09:02 -0700 (PDT), roach wrote:

    On Tuesday, July 26, 2022 at 8:50:39 PM UTC-7, % wrote: >>>>>
    i haven't known you for 30 years and i'm not a supportive care
    worker

    what would they do
    I'm not sure, but I think they would provide supportive care.

    --
    -v
    what would they do

    in general, i mean. just generally, how do they provide supportive care

    just the headlines of what they do
    Man, if only there were a worldwide database where someone could make
    inquiries and get definite answers to questions like "what is a supportive
    care worker?".

    --
    -Creon

    is that what % has to help clean out his dirty asshole


    if you canโ€™t stop eating ass are you considered a crack addict
    no , you're a hungry jack
    even if it is all about ME, SOWhat!?!??!?
    well, i couldn't get out today, no cabs, so i'll run errands next week.

    i've finally figured out what it is, btw. and this is just the beginning.

    drum roll, please.... ;-)
    my lyft credits were wiped out, and i forgot to pay, so i couldn't get it.

    hey, guess what? i finally got an obamaphone. it's not set up yet, i need help from the new trustee, i don't really want one, it's just because the world is forcing me to have one to keep up, i can barely get around. i'm not using it for anything
    other than basic needs, and like i said, i mean, i even RESENT that i have to have one, you know, when they first came out, there were reports on cbs (i think it was), about mobile phones, and people growing brain tumors behind their ears. so it is for
    this reason i chose to make use of my basic need rights.

    IF, for some reason, i come to find that i ENJOY having a cellphone, and LIKE IT, and WANT ONE, like to take photos or well, really use it as a way to stay organized, you know, with all the contacts, just sort of the way people do nowadays, never are
    without their phones....well, see, I just don't like that. I don't think it's healthy. (to finish the thought, I will then buy an iPhone like everyone else, and join the modern world, but I just don't like where it's going.)

    I really only got one because it's SO HARD to get around, and humiliating, always having to ask for help from the establishment, to call for my ride service once I am out. And the second reason, is because we live in perilous times, with climate
    change, fires, evacuations, people keeping a packed bag with essentials in case of emergency by their doors, I feel I MUST have one for basic safety and self-preservation. So again, Obamacare. I mean, IF I NEEDED IT LIKE THAT, that would just be a
    disaster, and I desperately HOPE and PRAY I NEVER HAVE TO. Or if I am ever well enough to travel again, to visit my family. :-////

    Anyway, I am just so wary of the phone. People like them more than sex. They are ruining the art of conversation, human relations, and even the human body. A young woman in the laundromat (did I say this, I forget), was talking with me about her
    phone, and I was asking questions, and she told me about and showed me her pinky finger. She said, see, this is what is happening to "all of us," meaning the younger generation, for whom the phone is like a new appendage. It was literally bent in, in a
    depression, and around, from where the phone rests and nestles in the joint.

    Btw, the laptop isn't great, either. I mean, I am sitting on the couch and sinking into it, and disintegrating my discs, and shrinking. I have to fix it somehow. I LEARNED the proper sitting position for the computer as a child, but I haven't
    listened, and now I am paying the insidious consequences, the worst of it being psychological trauma of having gone from a bit of a tall person, into a not even tall at all person. And still shrinking....I just....get up and down so much, I just don't
    see as how I can do that in the closet. I just bought a little independent table to try and set up, and use a chair, and sit at it near my couch, facing the tv, but I haven't put it together yet. I had to table the househelp for a while, because the new
    variant is taking its toll on me, I can sense it in the air, and it hurts my nerves a little, and using the over the counter home remedy % recommended. And some people have more a tendency to carry than others. I just need to stay away from him, and
    others, and am anxiously awaiting the fall vaccine. There is a big difference in the residents and the workers, and it's really scary. You all know what I am talking about, and I am not making this shit up. It's science, it's culture, it's environments,
    it's virology, it's ethnology, it's education and class and just intuitive knowledge, like HOW to wash your hands, upon asking for it to be done, or sanitizer (I'm not kidding. You think this is absurd, right? I would have thought so, too. But no. I
    watch, nervously, and I see, I mean, the incredible difference in how attentive the hand movements are, around, in being thorough, or rather, not at all well, it's like, wow, and the differences amongst peoples are just..."vast") has nothing to do with
    prejudice. The kinds of masks people are wearing, or none at all. The last worker who was here for the telephone line, and wanted to look at the jack, I said they are all around the house, I took one look, with no mask to boot, he stood there talking to
    me, I was masked, and the phone was working again, so I was just like, forget it, and discouraged him from pursuing it then, and then after I was in excruciating pain for a couple days. It all adds up.

    My hearing is better than the lowest tone on the test for humans, according to the test, possibly different standards than back east, I don't know, same as IQ, I totally question it. My eyes were sharp better than 20/20 until after turning 50, and
    now, it's scary, I mean, I can't see (reading). And it SUCKS, because I go back and forth and back and forth, between computer and TV screen, like with tennis on, when there is a good play, it catches my ear, and I look, because I like watching the good
    plays, in between hanging out online or writing, or same with a good movie, or news, whatever it is. I have to have the reading on for computer, and I have to take them off to see the TV. But I don't need the reading glasses all the time. I guess maybe
    sometimes my eyes are tired, and other times, not. Which is a bit of a kindling of hope for me, because eyes have lots of muscles, and I think, I am in severe entropy. maybe if I get HEALTHY, physically fit, the reading vision will improve. I know it did
    last time, but this seems different, like it's old age and not reversible. But maybe I can fix it? I don't have high hopes, but maybe somewhat? At least improve it. I mean, it's bad. But anyway, back to everything else, it's just depressing, because in
    Princeton, I was just an average person.This place is just....well, the TV just said dog shit. Lol.

    Someone had his thinking hat on when he said go back to Princeton all those years ago. It's just....I never really felt like I totally fit in....and secondly. the notion of abandoning my pursuit of the man who took my genitals after I had become
    chaste, and I was psychotic, and thought he knew me, and had called for me to come down (the balcony), at his show, and then took to the public air waves to communicate with me, at woodstock, on mtv, and then on his albums, winning grammys and an academy
    award, etc...., all while I am suffering in a living hell, and he SAID he loved me, seemed preposterous, and still does, and we're almost out of time.

    But I don't know him well enough to know what his true intentions are. There was a poem in poetry about a rose in a Bible, about the writer knowing there were two people who belonged together, I thought it meant Marc and me.

    I am suspicious he is trying to prove a point about Jews, how we all love each other and look out for each other, and even if he never comes back, that I would go back to Marc, like I made some mistake, or Bob didn't even give a shit about if we were
    ever together or not, or what, and it's disgusting. This whole thing is fucking inhumane, as if women's reproduction is wrong, and it's solely the provenance of a woman to ask the man, when the man is supposed to ask the woman, and honor her, and provide
    for her and the children, and she raises them, with his help and guidance, and/or mutual input.

    And I was a healthy woman, or could have been, there was no reason not to, but it was crazy at the Kabbalah center, like mob psychology, and I was on Ionomin as well, and it just accelerated, into mania and ultimately psychosis, and they turned it
    into something....unhealthy. And they did it to ME, and MY BODY, and MY MIND, and MY LIFE.

    and quite frankly, I don't even know if I am the sole victim of this crime against humanity or not.

    You think I am exaggerating? You think you can stand on some intellectual high ground and blow this off? (not you (ykwya), the rest of you). Live my life. Please, I throw open the doors and give you a good spank to get going. I laugh at you. I hope
    you make it. Good luck.
    btw, i liked the poem when i thought, maybe it was a coincidence, and truly written by jim, and having it remind me of marc, and our true love romance, as best friends, and he was going to introduce me to bob, i thought...or rather, just felt like i
    knew inside, there was no time to think, until he left to go back to the midwest for pesach (passover), and i was back home alone, left to think it all over, everything i had learned and knew, etc...and then i thought, maybe even if it was from bob,
    maybe he meant himself and me, or maybe it was about marc knowing, after inquiring, and seeing my reaction, eventually, shortly thereafter, never mind, it's between us, at least for now, i don't think i would ever tell it all without his permission, our
    friendship, and reconciliation, because he was my nice jewish boyfriend, and i never had that in princeton, or anywhere else, not even in israel with tal, that wasn't nice, that was all dark and intense and of an animal nature, not that i didn't love him,
    or still don't, as part of my past, but nobody ever liked me like that before, the way a boy is supposed to like a girl, and so quite frankly, i'm not even interested in telling the internet about it, other than what just comes out naturally, anyway,
    about marc knowing, and how it all unfolded at the center, that i was for bob, that we belonged together, meaning talking about what the poem could have been about in the context....blackpooljimmy saying he would be my friend, my going there, then he
    posting that poem about his mother's bible and the rose, and they belonged together, and like i said, the way he said bob sent him there.

    but if it was by bob, about marc and me, i don't think that is his place to decide for me who my only option in life is going to be, like he sings, you dance with whom they tell you to or you don't dance at all, and he tells black rider to go back and
    home and leave his wife alone, and then dental river from poetry, aka black rider, stopped talking with me in private email, and when hi and i were writing poetry online, he got jealous, and that was the end of pastor corey, and i lost one of the very
    few friends i had, he is literally doing to me what he did with his own son, jacob, a la shelton, NDH, it's with a c, and also online, but that's always specious, i looked once, and it said jacob dylan from a high school yearbook, but i saw mine said
    rachel baker at one point, so who knows, but anyway, blackballing him, trying to keep him out of the music business, and now he's trying to alienate me from the world at large, build his world around me, violating all my rights to privacy and anonymity,
    all i'm saying is it's just sick, i don't know anyone, i've never even have a full real relationship with a boyfriend, bob says he's my husband, and he's not here, is he going to try and prove some insane point that it was real even if he never comes
    back?

    i know this doesn't make any sense either, but if he doesn't come back soon, i will fucking KILL HIM. i will TORTURE HIS SOUL IN THE BOWELS OF HELL FOR ALL ETERNITY IF THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE DOESN'T GET BACK HERE SOON.

    AND HE IS FUCKING WITH EVERYBODY, HE WAS VERY NICE TO ME IN PRIVATE. AND HE'S EVEN PLAYING GAMES ON HIS ALBUMS, BUT I DON'T EVEN FEEL LIKE SAYING, TO REDEEM HIM. HE DOESN'T DESERVE IT.

    HE IS A FUCKING PUSSY, AND HE SPRAINED MY ANKLE, AND I STILL DON'T KNOW WHY, AND I WANT TO KILL HIM AND I WANT HIM TO GET BACK HERE IMMEDIATELY. AND THEN I WILL FORGIVE HIM, AND LET HIM EXPLAIN HIMSELF, AS BEST HE CAN, THIS IS CALLING UPON AN IMMENSE
    EFFORT TO TELL MYSELF THAT I NEED TO GIVE HIM A CHANCE.

    IT'S JUST, HOW FORGIVING AND PATIENT AND UNDERSTANDING CAN A WOMAN BE EXPECTED TO *BE*!?!??!??!?!?!?!??!?! AND GIVING UP OR MOVING ON IS *NOT* AN OPTION WHEN IT'S ABOUT SAVING YOUR FUCKING *SOUL*.

    H. and i were like that a bit in princeton, but i was way way way happier (and healthier) when i met and was with marc, so we had a million times more fun, and it was in a very special context, i thought, where i felt like i had found my people and my
    place.

    but it didn't last long.

    and then it was over.

    but i never got over it.

    anyone?

    anyone?

    bueller?

    bueller?

    voo...doo...voodoo economics?

    bob, why are you trying to humiliate me?

    i'm right here, you stupid idiot. don't pretend like you don't know.

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to All on Sat Aug 6 21:17:17 2022
    well, saul and david is on jltv tonight. i don't know what it is, because right now it's about shriner's hospital for children to help the poor nice little children. and then there will be a commercial for veterans, and they want you to give money to
    help all the poor nice injured people who went to go kill lots of other people.

    it's all good.

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 21:18:49 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:17:18 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    well, saul and david is on jltv tonight. i don't know what it is, because right now it's about shriner's hospital for children to help the poor nice little children. and then there will be a commercial for veterans, and they want you to give money to
    help all the poor nice injured people who went to go kill lots of other people.

    it's all good.

    wow, it's from a 1964 MOVIE from hollywood i guess. but the resolution and picture is really poor, so forget it.

    just thought i'd mention it......

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 21:19:32 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:18:50 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:17:18 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    well, saul and david is on jltv tonight. i don't know what it is, because right now it's about shriner's hospital for children to help the poor nice little children. and then there will be a commercial for veterans, and they want you to give money to
    help all the poor nice injured people who went to go kill lots of other people.

    it's all good.
    wow, it's from a 1964 MOVIE from hollywood i guess. but the resolution and picture is really poor, so forget it.

    just thought i'd mention it......

    i thought maybe it would be animation for kids or something.

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 21:20:53 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:19:33 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:18:50 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:17:18 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    well, saul and david is on jltv tonight. i don't know what it is, because right now it's about shriner's hospital for children to help the poor nice little children. and then there will be a commercial for veterans, and they want you to give money
    to help all the poor nice injured people who went to go kill lots of other people.

    it's all good.
    wow, it's from a 1964 MOVIE from hollywood i guess. but the resolution and picture is really poor, so forget it.

    just thought i'd mention it......
    i thought maybe it would be animation for kids or something.

    resolution and picture aside, it doesn't look good at all. looks dumb.

    i saw such a good animation once, about moses in egypt, and his egyptian brother, a prince.

    that one was actually gripping. very well done, and kids would love it, too.

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 21:43:29 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:39:04 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    i wonder if dirty stinky george sulzbach ever killed anybody.

    he probably cut off his own rotted foreskin before sending me a picture of his mutilated multi-colored gigantic hairless cock.

    and then he sent me a picture of another man's gigantic curved cock as well, as if i wouldn't be able to tell the difference, and know which one was his. ;-)

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to All on Sat Aug 6 21:39:03 2022
    i wonder if dirty stinky george sulzbach ever killed anybody.

    he probably cut off his own rotted foreskin before sending me a picture of his mutilated multi-colored gigantic hairless cock.

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 21:45:14 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:43:53 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:43:30 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:39:04 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    i wonder if dirty stinky george sulzbach ever killed anybody.

    he probably cut off his own rotted foreskin before sending me a picture of his mutilated multi-colored gigantic hairless cock.
    and then he sent me a picture of another man's gigantic curved cock as well, as if i wouldn't be able to tell the difference, and know which one was his. ;-)
    i was so grossed out i almost threw up!!!!!!

    it wasn't even jewish.

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 21:44:22 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:43:53 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:43:30 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:39:04 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    i wonder if dirty stinky george sulzbach ever killed anybody.

    he probably cut off his own rotted foreskin before sending me a picture of his mutilated multi-colored gigantic hairless cock.
    and then he sent me a picture of another man's gigantic curved cock as well, as if i wouldn't be able to tell the difference, and know which one was his. ;-)
    i was so grossed out i almost threw up!!!!!!

    and that's a fact.

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 21:48:25 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:45:15 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:43:53 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:43:30 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:39:04 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    i wonder if dirty stinky george sulzbach ever killed anybody.

    he probably cut off his own rotted foreskin before sending me a picture of his mutilated multi-colored gigantic hairless cock.
    and then he sent me a picture of another man's gigantic curved cock as well, as if i wouldn't be able to tell the difference, and know which one was his. ;-)
    i was so grossed out i almost threw up!!!!!!
    it wasn't even jewish.

    property of israel. ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 21:52:00 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:48:26 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:45:15 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:43:53 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:43:30 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:39:04 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    i wonder if dirty stinky george sulzbach ever killed anybody.

    he probably cut off his own rotted foreskin before sending me a picture of his mutilated multi-colored gigantic hairless cock.
    and then he sent me a picture of another man's gigantic curved cock as well, as if i wouldn't be able to tell the difference, and know which one was his. ;-)
    i was so grossed out i almost threw up!!!!!!
    it wasn't even jewish.
    property of israel. ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ

    btw, israel would like to thank the united states for the financial backing to help fund their creation of the patriot missile defense system. it's coming in rather usefully right now.

    from caesaria, etc...

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 22:17:42 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:52:01 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:48:26 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:45:15 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:43:53 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:43:30 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:39:04 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    i wonder if dirty stinky george sulzbach ever killed anybody.

    he probably cut off his own rotted foreskin before sending me a picture of his mutilated multi-colored gigantic hairless cock.
    and then he sent me a picture of another man's gigantic curved cock as well, as if i wouldn't be able to tell the difference, and know which one was his. ;-)
    i was so grossed out i almost threw up!!!!!!
    it wasn't even jewish.
    property of israel. ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ
    btw, israel would like to thank the united states for the financial backing to help fund their creation of the patriot missile defense system. it's coming in rather usefully right now.

    from caesaria, etc...

    or was that just the iron dome?

    well, they are thanking the us right now.

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  • From Rachel@21:1/5 to Rachel on Sat Aug 6 23:41:43 2022
    On Saturday, August 6, 2022 at 9:17:18 PM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:
    well, saul and david is on jltv tonight. i don't know what it is, because right now it's about shriner's hospital for children to help the poor nice little children. and then there will be a commercial for veterans, and they want you to give money to
    help all the poor nice injured people who went to go kill lots of other people.

    it's all good.

    i actually just saw a really good youtube commercial for st. jude, it was about emmanuel, the one-eyed football player.

    i've always liked st. jude.

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