Male and Female Imponderables--The way of the wise

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TRISTAN

Friday, August 4, 2006 9:45 PM

Yet again, the struggle to understand the Imponderables of the human species continues...

Last thread:
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=2&t=22778&m=354062#354062

Enjoy yourselves this weekend! I will try to post every now and then, but my costuming is going to take up most of my weekend.

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MSG

Friday, August 4, 2006 9:46 PM

first first first..I am first!

I choose to rise instead of fall- U2

TRISTAN

Friday, August 4, 2006 9:48 PM

Oooh, pretty dancer!

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PENGUIN

Friday, August 4, 2006 9:55 PM

thread...needs...testosterone...

BSCPANTHERFAN

Friday, August 4, 2006 10:46 PM

(lugs in large vat of Testosterone, giving gutteral grunts al la Tim Taylor)

Does that help?

Hey Tristan, if you get a sec and have one of those accounts where you can upload stuff, you have my permission to show off my bald pictures for the FFF.net community. I leave it to your discretion whether you put them here or in the Forsaken threads. Have fun finishing up the costuming.

So who is he?
He's my husband.
Well who in the damn galaxy ain't!

FUTUREMRSFILLION

Friday, August 4, 2006 10:47 PM

Ooooh I love pictures! Post them Tristan! Post Post Post.

one of the Forsaken TM

PENGUIN

Friday, August 4, 2006 10:50 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by BSCPantherfan:
(lugs in large vat of Testosterone, giving gutteral grunts al la Tim Taylor)

Does that help?

Much better!

TEACHDAIRE

Friday, August 4, 2006 10:54 PM

Time for some contreversial opinions.

Love sucks.

Discuss...

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FUTUREMRSFILLION

Friday, August 4, 2006 10:57 PM

Love doesn't suck. The things the people that we love is what sucks. And we still love them. That sucks more.

one of the Forsaken TM

TEACHDAIRE

Friday, August 4, 2006 11:01 PM

Nope. Don't see it myself.

Probably cos I don't love anyone. I gave up on those kinds of deep feelings. They onlyu cause pain.

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BSCPANTHERFAN

Friday, August 4, 2006 11:14 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by FutureMrsFIllion:
Ooooh I love pictures! Post them Tristan! Post Post Post.

one of the Forsaken TM

Just remember, I really do have hair. Just not in those pictures.

So who is he?
He's my husband.
Well who in the damn galaxy ain't!

DAYVE

Friday, August 4, 2006 11:28 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by Penguin:
thread...needs...testosterone...

Penquin... I've been helping a friend repair a printing press today. I've busted two knuckles and strained my back... then after we got that sucker running like a top, we polished off a six pack and smoked a couple of cigars.... now we're thinking about hitting the topless joints...(ok not so much the last thing... just trying to sound all manly for ya)

FUTUREMRSFILLION

Friday, August 4, 2006 11:34 PM

Does that help Penguin?

one of the Forsaken TM

TRAVELER

Friday, August 4, 2006 11:37 PM

Pain. Of course there's pain. I didn't beleave it was true until it actually happened to me. A sledge hammer on my little toe would not have been noticed for the pain of love. But it passed. And there were good times. Bumping heads reaching for the remote at the same time. Walking into a flowershop on your own for the first time and not knowing names of the plants. I just pointed and said put that in there and some of those. Once I sent a complete arrangement of all white flowers, then I went all orange. Love is a verse traveled by country paths rather than supper highways. You stub your foot once in a while and then you feel soft grass between yor toes. Would do it again and again. Even if the pain got worse. I even sang to her. Poor Woman. I had it bad. Had to stop her from buying a stand for her microwave because I knew her sister got her one for her birthday. Did you ever try to stop a woman from buying something. Thank God it wasn't shoes.

SERYN

Friday, August 4, 2006 11:37 PM

*edited, picture removed as although it couldn't be further from the truth, my brother actually looks like a drug dealer. Scary.

PENGUIN

Friday, August 4, 2006 11:39 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by Dayve:
Penquin... I've been helping a friend repair a printing press today. I've busted two knuckles and strained my back... then after we got that sucker running like a top, we polished off a six pack and smoked a couple of cigars.... now we're thinking about hitting the topless joints...(ok not so much the last thing... just trying to sound all manly for ya)

Gee...thanks! lol

Just skip the beer, cigars, and strip joint and I'm right there with ya!

TEACHDAIRE

Friday, August 4, 2006 11:41 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by traveler:
Pain. Of course there's pain. I didn't beleave it was true until it actually happened to me. A sledge hammer on my little toe would not have been noticed for the pain of love. But it passed. And there were good times. Bumping heads reaching for the remote at the same time. Walking into a flowershop on your own for the first time and not knowing names of the plants. I just pointed and said put that in there and some of those. Once I sent a complete arrangement of all white flowers, then I went all orange. Love is a verse traveled by country paths rather than supper highways. You stub your foot once in a while and then you feel soft grass between yor toes. Would do it again and again. Even if the pain got worse. I even sang to her. Poor Woman. I had it bad. Had to stop her from buying a stand for her microwave because I knew her sister got her one for her birthday. Did you ever try to stop a woman from buying something. Thank God it wasn't shoes.

Nah. Been hurt too damn much for one lifetime (I must have been really nasty in a past life). I'd rather pass on it in the future.

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TEACHDAIRE

Friday, August 4, 2006 11:41 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by traveler:
Pain. Of course there's pain. I didn't beleave it was true until it actually happened to me. A sledge hammer on my little toe would not have been noticed for the pain of love. But it passed. And there were good times. Bumping heads reaching for the remote at the same time. Walking into a flowershop on your own for the first time and not knowing names of the plants. I just pointed and said put that in there and some of those. Once I sent a complete arrangement of all white flowers, then I went all orange. Love is a verse traveled by country paths rather than supper highways. You stub your foot once in a while and then you feel soft grass between yor toes. Would do it again and again. Even if the pain got worse. I even sang to her. Poor Woman. I had it bad. Had to stop her from buying a stand for her microwave because I knew her sister got her one for her birthday. Did you ever try to stop a woman from buying something. Thank God it wasn't shoes.

Nah. Been hurt too damn much for one lifetime (I must have been really nasty in a past life). I'd rather pass on it in the future.

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PENGUIN

Saturday, August 5, 2006 12:02 AM

Shake it FMF!!!

BSCPANTHERFAN

Saturday, August 5, 2006 3:19 AM

Yes, please, with the shaking and all.

I'll be in my bunk.

So who is he?
He's my husband.
Well who in the damn galaxy ain't!

WHITEFALL

Saturday, August 5, 2006 5:12 AM

Well, I'm gonna have to go with the 'tis better to have loved and lost than to never to have loved at all' cliche. Though I admit, at 17, I havent done any of that love business in the opposite gender sense.

But still, I am well aware by this point that, as Mal sayeth about spaceships, I say about life, love is what keeps us all flying. Because it aint rational, cause thats what we all want, cause rational is boring. Gotta have love. Love of projects, love of other folk, (platonic be damned, it's still love) even if you dont go for the courtship rituals, humans run on love. Or, oftentimes the lack thereof. It's basically our motivation for everything.

Ok, that was as sappy and opinionated as I get.

Discuss.

"But, these strong women characters?"

"Why aren't you asking 100 other guys why they don't write strong women characters?" -Joss Whedon

PHOENIXROSE

Saturday, August 5, 2006 12:52 PM

Love does not suck. Losing it is what sucks. Losing love sucks a lot. But losing love would not suck if the love itself sucked. It would not suck to lose something that sucks; what sucks is losing something wonderful.
(Do I have a record now for how many times one can say "sucks" in one paragraph?)
I also agree with Whitefall that love keeps us flying. If you love nothing, you have nothing to pursue; nothing to live for.

Quote:
Originally posted by Whitefall:
Rose, Ged, lol, who was it was talking about PST:psycho sexual tension?

Well...

Can one have sexual tension over the net? Well, obviously a bit, and yet you can't really tell if there's real chemistry until meeting someone in person. Can you?
I dunno; what do y'all think?

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SPACEANJL

Saturday, August 5, 2006 1:38 PM

PR, just drive to Texas already

PHOENIXROSE

Saturday, August 5, 2006 1:41 PM

Hey, why do I have to do all the driving? That's a hell of a trip for someone making a measly $7.50 an hour.
Stupid job.

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SPACEANJL

Saturday, August 5, 2006 1:53 PM

So...make him drive then. Or meet halfway. (That would be New Mexico, right? My US geography is a bit hazy...) Mebbe there are Browncoats could offer you halfway houses.

A Firefly roadtrip.

ODDSBODSKINS

Saturday, August 5, 2006 2:09 PM

oooh they can take a laptop and the firefly boxset, and have the soundtrack on the CD player, a THEMED roadtrip xD

TRISTAN

Saturday, August 5, 2006 2:57 PM

Morning, all! Just here for a bit...need a break from sewing.

BSC, I will get those pictures up soon.

Love itself does not suck. Unrequited love, however, is the worst thing in the world. Not sure if that is what you are going through right now, but if it is, you have my understanding.

Ok, back to breakfast, then sewing once again. I will probably be back sometime today.

PR, I think meeting halfway would be good!

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WHITEFALL

Saturday, August 5, 2006 3:31 PM

I was just teasing.

Morning all. Are we pondering something? If so, I missed it.

"But, these strong women characters?"

"Why aren't you asking 100 other guys why they don't write strong women characters?" -Joss Whedon

PHOENIXROSE

Saturday, August 5, 2006 4:47 PM

Actually might be right on the border of Texas, or somewhere in the panhandle of Oklahoma. New Mexico is right next to Texas.
Actually, maybe in the corner of NM...
I don't know, I'd have to see how far it was from Loveland to Dallas.
Firefly road trip! That would be shiny! (Please hire me, Norlarco, please hire me, please!)

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BSCPANTHERFAN

Saturday, August 5, 2006 5:43 PM

I, too, have done the unrequited bit. I pined over this for several years. I would ask her out every once in a while, and just when I was ready to leave it and move on, she would call me, we would go out, and I would be back in my holding pattern. I was young and naive, and I really hate her now, not for using me for free food, concert tickets, etc., but for wasting time that I could have spent with someone who cared about me. That is time I won't get back, and I hope that kharma kicks her in the head for it.

Wow, I feel better now.

So who is he?
He's my husband.
Well who in the damn galaxy ain't!

WHITEFALL

Saturday, August 5, 2006 6:48 PM

Dang BSC, that's awful. Not for anything direct, like you said, but that's... all I can say is, it's sad. People should know themselves better than that, imo.

Stupid love, has to be so hit n' miss.

"But, these strong women characters?"

"Why aren't you asking 100 other guys why they don't write strong women characters?" -Joss Whedon

SERYN

Saturday, August 5, 2006 11:28 PM

I have to disagree with some of you. On occaision, love does indeed suck, and suck big time.

I did spend ten minutes typing out the reasons that i think love is not all that great, but i read it back, it was overlong, whiny sounding and ultimetly pointless.

basically, in past relationships i've been mistreated, ignored, used and had my head well and truly messed with, but i'd rather cope with them than with love.
And as for having loved and lost - i'm sure it works for grand storybook romances, but not real life, better to not know what your missing unless you've a chance to experience a little of the good along with the bad. And how often does that happen?

so you can have song lyrics instead.

'Sex and love are not a game,
a game is something you can win,
maybe something kind of fun,
love is just a bloodsport.'

(very funky song, by the sneakerpimps - wasn't exactly what i was trying to say, but it was the only quote i could remember off the top of my head!)

I sound very vitriolic, but i have sore seized up shoulders from sewing - i'd almost agree to a neck rub they're that sore, so its making me grumpy.

grrr!

TEACHDAIRE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 12:21 AM

If you're going to get into song lyrics, here's a good idea of what I'm on about...

Your cruel device
Your blood, like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill

I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains

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NVGHOSTRIDER

Sunday, August 6, 2006 12:41 AM

Again, just dropping in. Gonna try and catch up in a sec.

SERYN

Sunday, August 6, 2006 12:48 AM

hello NVG! I think we were basically dicussing love - does it suck or is it all you need?

and is it better to have loved and lost?

basically, a nice little positive discussion on that fabulous emotion that more often than not makes you feel like some psycho five year old has ripped out your heart thrown it in the biggest muddiest puddle it could find then taken great delight in jumping up and down on it for all its worth.

that little outburst should give you some small indication of which side of the debate i'm on.

and more recentlyly i think its developing on to a 'find the most appropriate song lyrics you can' competition.

Have fun dearie!

NVGHOSTRIDER

Sunday, August 6, 2006 1:00 AM

Love sucks only if you let it. I guess.
Most of the negative things were from women who probably didn't care a whole lot anyways so it really doesn't hurt much here down the road.

Appropriate song lyrics.

I try to make you love me
You try to find a spark
But the falme that burned
Has somehow turned
To smoke rings in the dark

-Gary Allan

Love y'all. 'Night.

TRISTAN

Sunday, August 6, 2006 2:18 AM

TD, great choice of lyrics to sum up your philosophy. I am also a fan of Alice Cooper.

Just popping back in to say hello. 2nd Browncoat almost finished...wife's skirt-done...time for dinner.

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ODDSBODSKINS

Sunday, August 6, 2006 4:07 AM

Well, before i start, just to say, apologies to all, this is likely to be an unwarranted rant, and i really don't know any of you well enough to feel justified in imposing so. However, what i'm really after is an outside, unbiased opinion, and you all seem more then capable of intelligent, calm opinions, so hopefully it's the right crowd. So to speak.

So, the story runs: i've been at a club with some mates, as they're closing up and asking people to leave, a lass catches my arm and asks me to take her to bed, straight up. my automatic response is to say that that's very flattering, but she was really quite drunk and i would feel i was taking advantage (some scene setting here, i'm a lonely guy, in spite of my high opinion of my looks and persona, i've been single and looking for someone to share my life with for the last two years, not to mention, bordering on clinically sexually frustrated at this juncture) regardless, she kinda latched on, and said she felt terribly guilty since I'd said that, and a conversation caried on in this theme, she was saying she really just wanted to meet someone on her wavelength, I was bantering as per, me being me. The impression i got as that she was really quite lonely, and was looking for a way out of that more then anything else. So I was, I admit, tempted, so to speak. However, she stopped on the way out of the club to speak to a friend, i wandered on, my intention was to wait just outside, then stroll over and ask if she was still interested in having that wavelength tuesday, with champagne and cake. Was about to do just this when the mates I was with called me over, made my excuses and wandered after her, but she had latched onto another bloke and before I could catch up they'd run off a fair distance.

my querie's, the points i'm interested in opinions on, are A: in the first place, was i honourable or cowardly? At the end of the day she was determined and forthright in what she was after, and she seemed exactly my type (aside from being very drunk, she was polite, well-spoken and well dressed, beside the obvious, she didn't seem slutty in the slightest, and she gave the impression of being free-spirited and opinionated) so, was i being honourable, or was i chickening out of what could have been a good thing for both myself and her.

and secondly, by backing down, and not following to still ask if she was interested in that tuesday. was i abandoning her to whatever may be (probably nothing worse then crap drunken sex and an awkward morning after, but still) or was i, as i'm inclined to believe, doing no more then exemplifying the cowardice i'm coming more and more to see in myself.

anyway, a long-winded ramble which only mentions about half of what's meandering through my head, but all i feel like putting into typ. opinions would be welcome, because i really could use a point of view which is unbiased.

PHOENIXROSE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 4:15 AM

Sorry, I can't be very unbiased on the subject of acting like a drunken slut; I think it's disgusting. I think you were quite honorable to say you didn't want to take advantage, smart to consider asking for something a little more pleasant, and lucky that you didn't end up trying to date a drunken slut. Just because she didn't seem slutty, she acted completely slutty. And that's terrible. Maybe you should have asked if she was interested in a wavelength a little later, but I doubt she would have said yes, or remembered she said yes, or given you a real phone number or whatever else. I feel your frustration, but I've never thought a cheap and trite roll in the hay was a way to solve anything. It would probably be more likely to increase the actual underlying frustration than actually help anything.
I think you did the right thing, and she obviously didn't care that you were acting like you gave a damn. That's her being stupid, not you.

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ODDSBODSKINS

Sunday, August 6, 2006 4:22 AM

except that it was me who wandered on without saying a word, because of my fondess for the appropriate dramatic moment, i'm a sucker for trying to go with that kinda thing.

as for being a drunken slut, i honestly feel she was more lonely then anything else, because right now that's a frustration i can really identify with.

sorry, i asked for opinions and here i'm slating them, just trying to get a little more exposition (selfish i know, c'est la vie)

MAGDALENA

Sunday, August 6, 2006 7:18 AM

Can I just say that you are probably right about her being lonely and trying to fill her need to be close to someone by confusing sex with emotional closeness. Having said that you absolutely did the honourable thing and I love you all the more for it!

The fact that you seemed to start to connect and that led you to consider a more sober and appropriate opportunity to get to know one another says a whole lot about you! What an awesome guy you are! The fact that 2 seconds later she was off with someone else says how determined she was to have sex, which shows little self-esteem, and little self-control, and potentially (since you say she just spoke with some of her friends just before disappearing into the gloom with 'something-in-trousers') very easily influenced by peer-group pressure to follow through on her initial intention, I think you were well out of it. Her friends at this stage should have acted as friends and taken her home and looked after her best interests... not you!

I have made the mistake (way back in my bohemian-drama-student-who-had-a great-body-days... as I remember it) of having a one-night-stand. I say mistake because although I believe in embracing your experiences and learning from them, it is not something I have ever been tempted to repeat as it left me more frustrated and lacking in self-esteem than I could ever have imagined... and I had, at least, met the guy before and spent the entire evening with him before going back to his place.

It is insane that there are so many awesome guys like you looking for wonderful women, and vice versa - believe me... my friends and I would all be thrilled to meet someone like youself in the right time, geographic location, chronological experience and emotional circumstances (I suspect you're another of the way too young for me brigade...) - but that is the way it is when you really know yourself, who you are and what you want from life and love! When you do find that you have someone in your life you will know it was worth the wait! (or so they tell me!)

(Hmmmm... was that a ramble or a rant?)

What I want to say is DO NOT regret your actions. You are both honourable and romantic and there are no end of lovely, genuine women who will LOVE that - don't waste your experiences on the 'desperate and dateless'. Getting involved with someone that needy and insecure would probably have led to something messy, heartbreaking and difficult to walk away from for a genuine guy like yourself!

All power to you Oddbodkins!! Much love from the other side of the world - 'New Melbourne' - Magdalena x x x

P.S. If you ever start reading my posts on 'BDH fantasy's which I (embarassingly) share from time to time, you'll know that being clinically sexually frustrated is not limited to good looking men like yoursef! It's much better to be that (CSF) than a drunken slut or the person who takes advantage of one though! Mwaaah - Magda x x

"I love my Captain!"

PHOENIXROSE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 7:26 AM

Magdalena states my opinion better than I do sometimes

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MAGDALENA

Sunday, August 6, 2006 7:30 AM

OK - spookiness again!! I just said that to someone about your post the other day. We were discussing my latest fascination with Mary Magdalene and I mentioned your wonderful sense of empowerment and how you'd explained the 'godess' element of Mary's pull on my life far better than I could have!!

I really love posting when you're around too!!

Mwaaah - Magda x x x

"I love my Captain!"

PHOENIXROSE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 7:48 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by magdalena:
OK - spookiness again!! I just said that to someone about your post the other day. We were discussing my latest fascination with Mary Magdalene and I mentioned your wonderful sense of empowerment and how you'd explained the 'godess' element of Mary's pull on my life far better than I could have!!

Awwwwww, shiny!

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WHITEFALL

Sunday, August 6, 2006 7:50 AM

Well, odds, I'd say you did the right thing, you dont deserve to get involved in something like that, and it's good of you to avoid the temptation for the seconds she gave ya before changing targets. Crazy.

Ok, it's late at night, and I'm gonna tell you all a story, cause like odds said, i'm feeling selfish.

Me and parties. Now that i've found folk I like to spend time with, and I get the impression they like having me around (not to mention people i've never met giving me the benefit of the doubt and liking me even though i've never met them), I really really enjoy parties. And then I leave, and I have this, the post-party slump. Maybe it was just this party which consisted of two couples (of ladies i love dearly and gents almost as much) to third wheel on, and some other lady folk i know who... urgh, they make me laugh, they're so wonderful, but they always seem awkward to me, and then some folk i just met. And dangit, I love them all, (screw not know what love is n all that jazz) it just makes me happy to spend time with them all, and it's so great, then I leave, and everything sorta sucks after. Urgh.

So, on the love them all thing, hey I just read Siddhartha, i'm in that mode, but still, they all dont mind me being there, and we get along, and it's great, and yet I either feel empty after or just get ahead and feel empty during. I hate being a teen.

But there's some love, though I'd call it unrequited, love is good.

And Rose, Magdalena, you guys.... well, , you guys are so cool.

This has been a late night rambling (TM), disregard at your own disgression.

"But, these strong women characters?"

"Why aren't you asking 100 other guys why they don't write strong women characters?" -Joss Whedon

TRAVELER

Sunday, August 6, 2006 8:07 AM

Oddsbodskins:

Phoenixrose and Magdalena are right on the money.
There was a reason that night ended that way.
Because inside you knew the right thing to do and did it. You may have doubts but your actions and your instincts were correct. You let her go and that was the correct thing to do.

A won't judge if she was a slut or not.

But drunk is drunk. And she was not running on all cylinders.

A friend of mine picked up a drunk woman in a bar and before he got her home she passed out.

He had to search her purse to find out where she lived and had to carry to her door.

Not fun.

Even if the woman you met made it through the night she probably would have woke up the next day and asked "Who the hell are you?"

So your instincts took you in the right direction. You just didn't wonder off by chance.
You were doing the proper thing.

And to continue this thread I'll just repeat myself and say love is worth it. Breaking up hurts. But that is because the real thing is so good.

MAGDALENA

Sunday, August 6, 2006 8:35 AM

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Originally posted in part by Whitefall:
And Rose, Magdalena, you guys.... well, , you guys are so cool.

Awww... Thank you Whitefall! The feeling is mutual!

I love this community! You guys are all like family to me and who can you turn to if not your family! Never appologise for sharing and asking for opinions and support!

I actually know what you mean as I can get that "I was looking forward to this night, the fun, the belonging, the potential to meet new people... and now I'm home, alone... again...*sigh*... maybe a little tipsy, maybe not... But, anyway.... alone"

It's not just the alone factor - it's the sense that everyone else seems to fall into relationships easily, but there doesn't seem to be anyone in the 'verse that I'm even remotely interested in who hasn't either a)already been taken (and once I see a ring on that finger I don't go anywhere near there!!) b)already turned me down when I asked them out on a date, c) moving to a 3rd world country to devote himself to orphans (yes - this actually happened!) or d) gay or way too young or way too old, or way too desperate or in a coma...

(OK I haven't fallen for anyone in a coma lately... but you get the bleakness idea!)

Not that I'm saying things are this desperate for you at all - just that it is not odd. We look forward to the weekend and it's ensuing parties all week and suddenly they're over - and you are not any further along in your life or even in your dreams than you secretly, deep, deep down hoped you might be and there's that Monday morning again and the promise of 5 more days of work, routine, meetings and non-social commitments to be met...

I worked in the theatre for most of my first 28 years of life, and I often felt a sense of grief after a play ended. We met, rehearsed, drank wine, had parties, performed, got changed in communal dressing rooms, met one another's significant others... basicly got as close as one platonically can in the space of a few weeks - then nada... zip... nothing.

We'd all absorb ourselves with the next audition, rehearsal, production social scene and not have time to keep in touch until the next time we worked together. It took me a long time to get used to this and get my head around the roller-coaster! What I'm saying is - I understand, and it's not unusual - you are certainly not alone in this sensation. There are millions of people going home from parties each night and feeling something similar! You only need to worry if you are going home with a SO and still feeling let down...

Now that would be much worse!!

"I love my Captain!"

ODDSBODSKINS

Sunday, August 6, 2006 12:08 PM

hehe, thanks for the words bodies, s'nice to know i was being all of the above, whether i knew it myself or not

Aye, got to agree with magdalena whitefall, the let-down you feel after parties and weekends is perfectly natural, because all your secret hopes'n'dreams concerning them and what may/may not happen haven't come to pass. It's something you come to terms with and get used to, and given a few years it even stops bothering you (see me? still young, not so bothered on that score these days, it comes to pass ^^ ) well, okay maybe in my case that's just dour acceptance that it's not worth worrying over, so maybe better just play life by ear and take parties for what they are, good time to have a laugh with your mates (get wretchedly drunk, make a great many wildly innapropriate jokes, insult the bouncer by accident and find yourself looking for another club/water and a kebab at four in the morning, not that i'd know about any of that, being the honest, upstanding wholesome guy i am) but yeah, that stops stinging in fairly short order, and all is well in the 'verse again ^^

SMARTBUTDUMBBLONDE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 2:28 PM

Hey all, I just got back from sleeping at my friends after the last ever Munkyfest, and I am so tired, but it was awesome!! I just wrote about it in my log, so go check it out. I missed out the bad bits though.

Rugbug: I was on cafepress! I decided on the Curse.. one and the herring one, as I figured out that due to exchange rates at the moment, they only costed £10 each, so I was like what the hell! I would have come back on, but I am beginning to think that the stars and plants have to be perfectly aligned for me to get on this darned site!

Names: I like mine fine, and I don't have a middle name, but if i could pick one, I would choose Lena, after my Italian Grandmother, I love that name. People always try to call me Katie, no matter how many times I tell them: ITS KATE!!!, and I hate that. There was a girl in primary school called Katie who was always nasty to me, so, its not good.

Whitefall, what is your first name? because I keep wanting to call you Steve.

Hamsters. I hate hamsters, they are so creepy, and a hamster bit me once. I have had baaad experiences with hamsters. I kind of accindentally killed a friends hamster when I was 7, and she never found out it was my fault, so, lets not go there!

I tells ya, lack of love is what sucks. twas good last night thou, the guy, Matt, I worte about in by log was flirting with me, which was nice because even if he was 20, he was really sweet and funny. Also, I was waiting for my friend to come out of the portaloo, and this guy, must have been about 25, 26 came up to me, all smooth, and goes: soo, how old are you then?
Me: 16 (Thats a lie, not for another 2 months)
Guy: *look of shock and embarrassment* No way!
and beats a hasty retreat. that was funny.

Odds: you did the right thing and acted like the perfect gentlemen. Honourable is good. Like (was it PR or Magdalena?) said, clearly all she wanted was to get into someones pants, and if you ask me, then that is most definatley slutty.

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MAGDALENA

Sunday, August 6, 2006 2:36 PM

Hi 'Smart Blonde'

Welcome home - I'm just checking in before I go to bed cox I start work in a few hours and I'm already sleep deprived

Sounds like the fest you went to was well worth it... I LOL when you said that the guy beat a hasty retreat at the '16' thing!!

Enjoy your posting! 'night - Magda x x x

"I love my Captain!"

MSG

Sunday, August 6, 2006 2:39 PM

morning...I think:) Well I hate to be the bright cheery one again and all, but if loved sucked for you, then it wasn't love...'cause love is really great!
Traveler- laughed so hard at the trying to stop her from buying something...and you're right if it had been shoes you might have been scarred for life.

I love parties:) One thing I've had work really well is different rooms with different movies on. That way people can wander in to the movie that suits them. Or you can do the MT3K thing and have everyone make snotty comments about bad B movies...gives people something to do that can be interactive or not and also allows those who might be less social to enjoy without uncomfortable silence

I choose to rise instead of fall- U2

PHOENIXROSE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 2:46 PM

Oh, Kate, I understand completely. My name is Rose. My birth certificate says Rose. Rose is not short for something. My full name is not Rosie or Rosalyn or Rosemary or Roseanne or Rosamund or any other form you could possibly come up with and yet there has been a constant stream of people in my life who can't believe it isn't short for something, or have given me a "nickname" that is longer than my real name! It drives... me... crazy!
Ok, heh, trite little name rant over now.

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Sunday, August 6, 2006 2:48 PM

Morning Ms G!

Glad to catch you just before I went to bed! Enjoy your Sunday - mine was nice - not too busy and spent just enough time with my nieces/nephew to enjoy them without getting "too much of a good thing" ...

If you're around Gorgeous PR - goodnight to you too! No double postings today... must be losing my touch!

Mwaaah - Magdalena x x x

{edit} coz I did just double post!!! I was a bit slow and distracted though... but I love that we're on opposite sides of the 'verse but Phoenix Rose (& I love the name Rose and will just add Gorgeous on one side and Phoenix... well in the middle ) and I have posted simultaneusly yet agin!! Mwaaah - must be 'coz we're both fire signs then When's your birthday GPR? - Magda x x

"I love my Captain!"

MSG

Sunday, August 6, 2006 2:50 PM

My sister has that nickname problem. She's really named Margaret, but so is my mom and our aunt, so she goes by Margi ( pronounced M-ar-gee) and no one ever gets it right:)

My sister Cathy ( always Cathy never Catherine) same thing as you Kate...always trying to get people to stop making her name something it isn't.

I choose to rise instead of fall- U2

ODDSBODSKINS

Sunday, August 6, 2006 2:54 PM

arg, never realised that was such a common problem, have horrible problems with 'sam'

seems people just about want to see my birth certificate before they'll believe it isn't an abbreviation >.<
used to get so frustrated always being 'samuel' or similar, but eventually reached the conclusion it doesn't matter so much what people call me, least they're still on speaking terms with me but yes, used to find it very annoying, all sympathy to those similarily caught.

SMARTBUTDUMBBLONDE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 2:56 PM

Its so annoyinng, isnt it? My IT teacher in year 8 called me katie everytime she took the register for the whole year, and I told her every single time!

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MAGDALENA

Sunday, August 6, 2006 3:02 PM

Hi ... I am going to bed... honestly - it's just that I was doing target practice with Oddbodkins on another thread and the gunpowder got me kind of hyped-up - and then all of you get on line just when I gotta go...

I keep popping in to just check that I haven't missed something... bit like a two year old that...

My name - Meredith - used t be abbreiviated to Mary by some at Primary School but I got very cross one day and I think the teacher took it to heart. Also had Mez (depends on who's calling me that, whether I mind or not), Mem (OK, by some) Mare (NO, NO, NO!!!!!) and even Mert (did not like that one!) I like Meredith so call me Meredith ... or I guess you guys call me Magdalena or Magda....

Definitely need sleep now...

Maybe just one more target......

"I love my Captain!"

PHOENIXROSE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 3:06 PM

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Originally posted by magdalena:
When's your birthday GPR? - Magda x x

I'm a winter solstice baby! Born on Yule six hours before the beginning of Capricorn. I think that rocks so hard, especially because I was overdue.
Forgive me if I missed it; you must have just had or are having a birthday if you're a Leo.
Well, sleep well

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Sunday, August 6, 2006 3:10 PM

mwaaah - good night Darlin' girl... my birthday's this Friday... then about 8 people have their birthday in the following week!

Must have been all those early Christmas parties back in November...

Oh, and I'm a winter baby too... Winter here! Now! Though clearly not the solctice or anything cool like that!

Good night!! I mean it this time!!

"I love my Captain!"

SMARTBUTDUMBBLONDE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 3:26 PM

woah, magda! Happy birthday for friday! I shall be sending you celebratory birthday vibes!!

My eyes are going all funny because I painted my nails bright metallic blue for the munkyfest yesterday, and now they are whizzing all over the keyboard making little blue blurs that are making head implode!
I also have little cartoons all up my arm where matt drew on me!

Edit: Have to go now.... maybe I shall be on in a few hours and a gazillion posts, maybe not, we shall have to see...

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PHOENIXROSE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 3:39 PM

I also have to go to bed. Brain... fuzzy...

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Sunday, August 6, 2006 3:40 PM

Oddboskins, clearly she had her own agenda for the night, albeit psychologically dysfunctional. If a lady latches on to you as such and is keen on you bedding her, that should be an immediate red flag as to her promiscuity and her character. If you're looking for something meaningful as far as a relationship goes, she most likely would not have been the one you'd want to share your life with. Also, she might have saved you a peck of trouble, as far as STD's are concerned, by going with that other guy.

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PENGUIN

Sunday, August 6, 2006 4:00 PM

Sorry...Whitefall can't be named Steve...That's my name and I don't want to share!

OK...I'll share!

I've always been Steve...or Steven Paul if I was in trouble with mom! Steven is just too formal to be me.

There are three boys in my family, and all three were born in November. The Iowa winters do get cold!

BSCPANTHERFAN

Sunday, August 6, 2006 4:32 PM

I'll echo Ged here Oddsbodskins. If she makes a habit of doing that at the end of the night, she's probably picked up something in her travels. And if she hasn't, she may wake up with regret and take legal action against you for "taking advantage" while she was drunk.

I never could do the barhopping scene to look for people. If I was out like that, I was already with people I knew, because there are plenty of wackos and predators of both sexes out there, looking to make a quick score of one kind or another. I want to be someone special, not just another notch on the bedpost.

So who is he?
He's my husband.
Well who in the damn galaxy ain't!

ODDSBODSKINS

Sunday, August 6, 2006 4:49 PM

well yes indeed, but as i said earlier i didn't get the impression she was in a habit of doing it (i used to work in a pub, i'm currently working as a phsyciatric nurse, human disfunction is something of a specialty ) not so much the grounds i was looking for outside opinion on, but thanks for the cheerful thoughts and affirmation ^^

WHITEFALL

Sunday, August 6, 2006 5:58 PM

Nah, I be not a Steve. Conor, actually. Frankly, I like it, except for the millions of people who will spell it wrong. Just cause my spelling is different than everyone else in ireland doesnt mean people who've never seen the name before should spell it wrong. Oh well.

Well nice to know I didnt invent that alone-after-party thing. It's times like that that I realize just what "hanging out" (something I've never done outside of waiting for rehearsal to start) does for people. Keeps them in contact, keeps them spending time with one another. Clever people.

And lol, I can sympathize with the cast party after-slump. There's a girl in my troupe who is so pasionate about all this camraderie, that at half the cast parties we have she breaks down in tears over the joy/sadness of the end of the show. Really kind of inspiring.

"But, these strong women characters?"

"Why aren't you asking 100 other guys why they don't write strong women characters?" -Joss Whedon

DESKTOPHIPPIE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 6:06 PM

Hey, Whitefall. You spelt your name wrong.

*runs away very very quickly*

It's a good name. It means "Strong as a Wolf".

WHITEFALL

Sunday, August 6, 2006 8:01 PM

Grrr, hate you hippy!!!!

Just kidding.

That's ironic, as I have no upper body strength to speak of... oh well. And for all that I'm at least half if not more irish, and so's my name, and I've not got a bit of American blood in me, because of my american accent and not being red haired (my entire extended uk/irish family, not a redhead among them) or green eyed or whatever, no one believes me, or... rather they sorta shrug it off. Apparently I'm not the cool kind of irish. Then again, as far as being irish i'm from the North, so i guess i'm british. Silly nationalities.

"But, these strong women characters?"

"Why aren't you asking 100 other guys why they don't write strong women characters?" -Joss Whedon

WHITEFALL

Sunday, August 6, 2006 11:02 PM

Ugh. Sorry for doubly posting, but I got a new topic to rant about: college.

So, mi madre won this free consultation from an education advisory grp, and we just did it... and while the guy was disturbingly likable and human, and I realize it is in his best interest to get me freaked out about the whole thing and make me feel I need help, but damnit, now I'm freaked out.

So I've got the remaining couple weeks of summer where I should be doing a billion different things (and worse, i'll probably do them) like finding colleges to apply to, writing down essay questions, etc, and i've got to get letters of recommendation, tons of forms, etc, and overall, i just feel like crap atm, that life is coming apart at the seems, and it makes me wish I just had regular summer homework. Gorram it, I hate being a teen.

Someone tell me that applying to college isnt the busiest time one can ever go through.... please?

"But, these strong women characters?"

"Why aren't you asking 100 other guys why they don't write strong women characters?" -Joss Whedon

TEACHDAIRE

Sunday, August 6, 2006 11:43 PM

It wasn't for me. I went to uni as a mature student. I was a chef and wanted to get into hotel management at the time. I just called the uni to see if they had any places, called the local education board to see if they'd pay for me, filled in 2 forms, and was starting less than 2 weeks later.

heh heh heh...

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WHITEFALL

Monday, August 7, 2006 2:57 AM

grrrr... teachdaire, you're mean.

This whole thing is rediculous. I'm gonna spend around 20% of my life in school... urgh. Seems like only a little while ago that my list of reasons why I sucked was because I was leaving my summer homework too late, and becuase I hadnt done much writing this summer, and I should do something more constructive than a play. Now, it's great, it's like I'm behind on everything even though the school year hasnt started, and.... bleh. Stupid advisor people. They're like vultures, picking the flesh off the dead, rotting carcass that is the college admissions system.

"But, these strong women characters?"

"Why aren't you asking 100 other guys why they don't write strong women characters?" -Joss Whedon

DANCINGNEKO

Monday, August 7, 2006 5:19 AM

*hugs Whitefall* *hands Whitefall a mug of hot chocolate* *rubs back*

Okay Whitefall, breathe deep....and exhale slowly. As a teacher who works with high-schoolers, here are some thoughts/suggestions:

College application isn't the busiest time of life. It is a busy time, since you need to have a lot of things done if you plan/want to go to college/university next school year. *raises hand* Wait, stop, don't freak yet. First you need to decide if you are going to college/university or junior college/community college. (The requirements differ greatly.)

Now, if you are definitely going to college/university next year:
1) decide on a handful of schools you like based on your current idea of what you want to be when you're a "grown up"
2) find out what their requirements for entry are (what does your G.P.A. have to look like, what standardized test they prefer and what the minimum scores are, when they start accepting applications, etc.)
3) talk to your career counselor/school counselor to help you figure out what you do have and what you need to do
4) start recording deadlines on your calendar (you might want to pad the dates a bit earlier so you can make sure test applications get there early/on time, and collge applications and essays have some time for tweaking
5) if you need financial aid for college, you should start looking around for scholarships, grants, and loans

You're right, Whitefall, the educational advisor who you and your mom met with is trying to sell you something. Just know that things are not as bad as they seem.

Two websites that I know of that talks about college-prep stuff (and scholarship stuff) is makingitcount.com and fastwebmail.com -- I don't work for them, but I've looked at their stuff before and it might be a start for you.

*hugs Whitefall once more* I realize it's overwhelming, but it's not the end of your life, nor will it kill you if you make mistakes. At the very worst, you might have to spend a semester or a year at a junior/community college (where tuition tends to be much cheaper).

WHITEFALL

Monday, August 7, 2006 6:24 AM

to the dancing anime cat lady.

Thanks. Needed that. That, and talkin' long n hard about it with my sister (who chose her college on the strength of which one gave her an enormous scholarship, but still) that it isnt as nasty as it seems.

Grr. Stupid sales folk. With their plural 'we' being all inclusive. Eh, I might avail myself of their trade (never before has college advisory sounded so dirty) on the subject of SAT essays (25 minutes is a ) but other than that, I'm gonna continue on as i've been doing, and if when school rolls around i'm as absurdly busy as I supposedly will be, then so be it. It's not being busy i have a problem with, it's business interfering with my break time, if that makes sense.

Eh, the guy told me some helpful things to know about SATs tho. Namely that my last one (I know i could have done better) could be vastly improved by just buying a book (ie the college board study book) and doing a bunch of their tests. Cause i really didnt study much the first time. So, i'm actually gonna do that. Sounds useful.

Thank you Neko, i do feel better, though i feel like i'm deliberately avoiding some work or something. (I hate this constant "I should be doing something but i'm not" thing. Does that ever go away?) Eh, my grades be... well they arent perfect, but 3.8, well, that's ok, and i got me some AP classes. i'll get in somewhere or rather, I should stop worrying. (That last statement... you guys need to agree with, or i'll flip out again )

"But, these strong women characters?"

"Why aren't you asking 100 other guys why they don't write strong women characters?" -Joss Whedon

PHOENIXROSE

Monday, August 7, 2006 6:28 AM

I'm trying to remember what my SAT scores were. I didn't study, either. I know English was very high, math was pretty good, science was good. I did good. I just never ended up using them (yet). I remember thinking the scoring was very odd and I can't remember what it's out of or what I ended up with.

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Monday, August 7, 2006 8:29 AM

oh, catch up, meh!

Odsbodskins - you were a total honey, and you were right to act the way you did, and this come from someone who isn't puritanical about casual sex, (i would never do it, but it works for other people) but i get the impression that although it would have helped in the letting off of steam sense, ultimetly it would have made things worse, left you more wound up and confused and set you on a path you didn't want to be on. So... chin up and keep looking, you're a great guy.

Dammit, if only London and Liverpool were closer!

Whitefall - i too know the way working relationships in theatre usually go, and i've just learned to enjoy whats there when and not need it when it isn't. Post party slumps i think are also chemical, all that adrenaline or happy hormones rushing around your system whilst your there, and then you stop partying and slump.

Try chocolate! that mimics endorphins or something. whatever, it works for me.
also when you get home do something you couldn't do if you had company, and throughly enjoy the alone time.

names - as a Helen, i've only really had one nickname, Hel, which i absolutely hate, mainly 'cause it just sounds crude. of all the possible nicknames i like Nell and Hen the best, but nobody has any imagination, so i've never been called that. bah!

Whitefall again. If it helps, i went through the ucas (brit admissions system) shenanigans, did the junkets, went to the open days, yadda yadda yadda yawn. then chose my actual college on the strength of two paragraphs in their prospcetus. went for the interview, got an unconditional on the strength of that and not my grades, and ended up going to the best college (most respected of its kind) in the uk. And having the time of my bloody life. despite all the emotional crap.

so i'm thinking now, maybe fate has a lot to do with it, and trust that you'll end up, after all the hard work, where you need to be.
on a more practical note, my brother decided, very late on, that he wanted to go into applied biology, so he went in to see the course director, told him that they had places left on their course and that he wouldn't mind one of them, and started the degree two weeks later.

they like to kid you that theres a set system, but the biggest lesson you can learn in life is that humans are inconsistant and anythings possible.

oh! look at all the teachers gasping!

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GOAT

Monday, August 7, 2006 8:29 AM

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Originally posted by PhoenixRose:
I know English was very high, math was pretty good, science was good. I did good.

Glad to hear you did good.

*I'm not usually a grammar nazi since I make my fair share of mistakes but I was amused at the irony of "I did good" coming right after "I scored well on an english exam"*

ODDSBODSKINS

Monday, August 7, 2006 8:43 AM

hehe, i'd offer some words of moral support whitefall, but i managed to flunk my way out of pretty much all of that, excellent standard grades (or GCSE's) followed by very mediocre highers, once they started expecting something by way of actual application and hard work. Almost talked my way into an art-history course at st andrews, managed to get the e-mail address of the professor there and made a good impression, but couldn't quite work it with their actual administrative bodies. kinda glad i didn't now, don't think it would've been my scene at all.

but, this probably won't be the most popular of advice with all around you, but if you reach the point of just thinking it's all too much, just hang it, go our, work for a few years, travel some, take some time, then come back to it when it's on your terms and likely to be a whole lot easier to get a handle on ^^

and thanks seryn, s'nice to see so many people so happy to take time and throw some good vibes to someone they barely know, the browncoats, they be a good bunch ^^

(actually in edinburgh, just got a fondness for spending time in london when i can afford to, hope i don't seem as isolated and stand-offish as most londoners, tip to all, ever fancy a giggle at someone else's expense, watch londoners freak out when you smile at them on the tube, some absolutely priceless moments to be had there )

PHOENIXROSE

Monday, August 7, 2006 8:47 AM

Heh, I got stuck in "good" mode. Sometimes even I become lazy on the internet. I did, though, I scored 750 something, if I remember correctly. This was a few years ago...

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Monday, August 7, 2006 9:25 AM

Hey Oddbodkins - I was lugging a large bag and struggling under the weight of my backpak after 6 months of accumulatin' stuff in the UK and when I got to Earls Court Station this girl who was smashed off her face and slurring her words offered to help and before I could say no she grabbed my bag and ducked through the crowd to the packed lift where I had no choice but to plunge in after her...

I'm pretty sure there are still people in that part of London who would turn and run if they saw me again... flattened quite a few - I did! But that's what you get for being friendly and finding out the the only people who are friendly back are most likely in an 'altered state'...

Hello GPR!! Glad you're doin' good! I too dun good with English but then my Mum says I were brung up proper!

Damn - got to go to a meeting now... catch you all later...

Mwaaah - Magda x x x

"I love my Captain!"

TRISTAN

Monday, August 7, 2006 1:32 PM

Morning, all!
I missed you all this weekend...even though I did drop in twice...ok, so I'm obsessed and get withdrawals if I stay away too long.

Coffee time, and then we get to find out what to do today. Be back shortly!

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SPACEANJL

Monday, August 7, 2006 1:37 PM

Afternoon, my little Imponderables (Gotta love these timezone slips - I'm gonna be in Tuesday by the time some of you guys wake up)

Still a caffeine-free zone here - may be why the posting has slowed. That and the Discworld crossover you evil people put in my head (I'm looking at you, Tristan, because EmmaRigby is off lemur-hugging)

TRISTAN

Monday, August 7, 2006 1:47 PM

I, uh, what? Discworld crossover? Where would I find that? I may have missed some postings, so forgive me if I am about to ask an already answered question, SpaceAnJL...are you working on the crossover in fic? If so, where do I find it, as I would be interested in that.

Caffeine-free zone...sounds like some kinda prison torture...

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Monday, August 7, 2006 2:02 PM

I'm writing it at present, ready to be posted for the summer challenge.

The working title: Feegles on a Firefly.

Is it any wonder I don't sleep too well? I have to say, it's one of the saner ideas in there. You really don't want to know about some of the others.

The caffeine thing is an effort to act like a rational human being. But then, I mainly write Jaynefic, so I may be a lost cause. It is like torture, only without the oh-so-pretty Captain Tightpants to keep my mind off it...

TRISTAN

Monday, August 7, 2006 2:14 PM

I look forward to reading it when it is complete! Ought to be interestin'.

Got sort of an Imponderable today involving jobs and choices.
How many of you have jobs you just sort of "fell" into...I mean jobs you did not go after, but you find yourself working anyhow.
An example is my own. I am in insurance. I worked for this company during college as a file clerk, as my mother was working here as the receptionist (which is a bigger job than I thought...you'll see why). That was fifteen years ago. Two years ago, I am working in a flower shop (don't ask, family friends) and I get a call to see if I am interested in filling in on the front desk at the insurance company while they find a new receptionist (my mother retired several years earlier, the most recent one quit). I say sure, thinking two weeks' of pretty decent money. However, I really enjoy it. I offer to become the full-time receptionist, and I am hired. Less than six months into that, they decide I would make a better Agent, and move me into the back and begin training me. I mostly love this job, but it's not something I would have chosen to get into.
That's the kind of thing I'm talking about. Anyone else have something like that happen?

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PHOENIXROSE

Monday, August 7, 2006 2:19 PM

Psht. That would be nice. I applied and went after my current job and I hate it.

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Monday, August 7, 2006 2:26 PM

I'm working in a deli.

I'm a writer, basically. It is what I am, fundamentally, and the rest is just...paying the bills. But I wanted to work in academia, seemed like it would give me time and space and research in the right kind of areas (my speciality is castles)

Somehow, through A Series Of Unfortunate Events, I have found myself selling cheese for a living. Mind you, I get a nice envelope of money every week, a lot less stress and people are understanding (ie back away in fear) from the Notebook. Oh, and all the olives I can eat.

TROGMAN

Monday, August 7, 2006 2:42 PM

Hello, everyone!

Back from NYC - Tons of fun. I got to ride around town in a convertable at night, got to eat at a GREAT restaurant (Agave, in the Village) and - wait for it - I went skydiving! Holy crap that was awesome. A tandem jump (I was strapped to an instructor), so I was really just along for the ride. What a rush.

Tomorrow, off to Edmonton for a week for work, but I can still post from there...

Whitefall, maybe someone already said this, but college is an investment in yourself, and the journey of your education is as important as the destination of graduating. Best of luck. It is a stressful process, but worth it.

My one bit of advice about being in college - be active. Don't wait for "stuff" to happen to you, go out and find things that you want to learn or do, and the people you'd want to be with. No one will be there to alert you to opportunities - it is exciting to search them out! People who wait for "stuff" to happen to them just miss out.

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Monday, August 7, 2006 2:46 PM

Re: jobs - I was very very lucky. I fell into IT/computers/networking/servers, and I love it. It is the singular best piece fo luck I've had (besides meeting my wife).

To be honest, it is not hard for me to find the good in a situation I'm in, so maybe I would like many different things...

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Monday, August 7, 2006 2:46 PM

i tend to fall into most of my jobs, at the moment i'm working as a phsyciatric nurse, have been for 2 1/2 years now, was bored of bar work aways back, my dad worked in that unit as a therapist, told me about the vacancy and got me an application form, time slips by and suddenly you wind up wondering how to get out (not doing job satisfaction right now) before that, h'mmm, thE summer job at the quarries, i very much fell into. s'a family business on one side, needed something to do one summer, so wound up there in the mason's shop. actually that i really enjoyed, and it was cool, turned out i had a 'flair for working with stone' which was kinda fun
the farm work a while after that again i rather fell into, and fell out of when i got fired for being useless at it, just, friends of my parents on an organic farm.
Bar wok, and working in an old folks home, those i went and found, but the old folks home i just couldn't deal with, and i hated the manager of the bar i worked in, which made getting out imperative
think that's all of them, mostly fallen into, some for better or worse ^^

DAYVE

Monday, August 7, 2006 2:53 PM

I inherited a cattle ranch. It was never my intention to stay in Texas and punch cattle, and I didn’t until my parents weren’t able to do the work.

After high school, I had fully intended to move to the Great Northwest – Portland or Seattle and live in a somewhat less conservative part of the country (or so I thought). I have never really liked Texas, although not all aspects of living here are negative. Anyway, I stayed and went to a Texas University… tried a few odd jobs (one involved a lot of travel around the nation), worked in publishing for several years (my chosen field), but ultimately wound up back on the ranch.

I have to say that I don’t regret the decision, and since I married a country girl, we’re happy with our lifestyle. But, if you had told me years ago that I would be raising cattle, I would have laughed in your face. Funny how things work out.

RUGBUG

Monday, August 7, 2006 3:08 PM

Ah, done my morning duty of voting for all things Firefly on Sy Fy Awards and caught up on the latest imponderables....

I always seem to fall into jobs...and that's exactly what I have, a job, not a career. I hated the one job I actually pursued. I fell into my current job while getting out of teaching. I went to the temp agency, they hooked me up and I've been here for almost 7 years. I think the only reason I stay is the town I live in. This place is incredibly difficult to get a good job in unless you're a doctor, lawyer, CPA or college professor. I'm none of those things, lack the ambition to slave away 12 hours a day and can't sell anything to save me life, so here I sit.

(Tristan: the guy I took the agent licensing course from kept trying to get me to become an agent. Said I would be great because of my smile. Um, yeah right. :rollseyes: I'm incredibly shy around new people and can't sell a life vest to a drowning man. )

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FUTUREMRSFILLION

Monday, August 7, 2006 3:16 PM

Morning all

Change of subject, but the MAN SHOULD HAVE TO KILL THE BUG.

Sorry, done now.

We are The Forsaken - We aim to burn! and we don't need no stinkin levels!

one of the Forsaken TM

NVGHOSTRIDER

Monday, August 7, 2006 3:58 PM

I'll kill the bug.

Mornin' all. Gotta catch up as usual.

FUTUREMRSFILLION

Monday, August 7, 2006 4:43 PM

Thank you NV. I hate it when they crunch!

We are The Forsaken - We aim to burn! and we don't need no stinkin levels!

one of the Forsaken TM

NVGHOSTRIDER

Monday, August 7, 2006 4:54 PM

Kinda reminds me of eating cornflakes with bananas.

So how is everyone this fine morning. Found the drool thread. I am so very jealous of Mr. Nathan FIllion. Not only is he an attractive geek, but he has the attention of so many wonderful female and a few male) Browncoats. Gotta' admit to mancrushing on the fella myself. Guess this just leads into a question or three.

Do women really like the strong silent type? And if so, then why?

Can't say that am wholly unattractive. I have problem areas. Who doesn't? But having been pegged as the strong silent type I just wonder what the fascination is.

Think I may have to invest in a kilt or two. I like showin' off my manly calves. For some strange reason they are a source of vanity for me. Kinda understandin' why women dress up (or down) in certain situations.

TRISTAN

Monday, August 7, 2006 5:22 PM

RugBug, in this case it was me wanting to pursue the license after working here awhile. I really do love it most of the time...my favorite part is the area of bonds, but I have to learn everything else, too. I go to Agent school Aug 21-25. I attained my CISR back in March, six months after I decided I wanted to be in insurance. Never thought I'd end up here. Friends still looked puzzled when I tell them what I do!

I do agree; you do have a great smile. And I would buy a life preserver from you, even if I wasn't drowning.

NVG, I know what you mean about Nathan...I envy him and love him all at the same time. I can also back up that kilts are wonderful and quite comfortable. I used to go to formal and semi-formal events in college wearing a kilt and jacket. Got lots of looks and some interesting comments.

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WHITEFALL

Monday, August 7, 2006 5:26 PM

Cant really offer much on the strong silent type issue, being not a woman-folk...

Have yet to fall into (or have any) jobs, I know, my resume is going to be terrible. Urgh.

A correction: trogman, I know what you're getting at, but I have every intention, once in college, of going forth, boldly going where others have gone before, that sorta thing... my problem is getting into the damn thing. Well, that's just it, it's not like I have terrible grades or anything, so I cant even tell what my problem is!

Damned nameless fear.

"But, these strong women characters?"

"Why aren't you asking 100 other guys why they don't write strong women characters?" -Joss Whedon

GED

Monday, August 7, 2006 5:40 PM

Well, as for falling into jobs that's kind of how I ended up in TX. I had been with my company for years, and a friend of mine moved up to the corporate offices and dragged me with him. It's a good job, pays decently, and the cost of living in TX is much cheaper than in Los Angeles, so I said why the heck not. Also, I had never lived anywhere but Los Angeles, so I thought it'd be a nice change to see more of the world, or of the U.S. at least.

Do I like my job? Yes, I do. It's a good job and I'm good at it. But, it's not what I want to do. I have to go back to school for a few more years to really get into the career I want to be. I need at least a Master's if I want to do anything in psychology and make a decent living.

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SMARTBUTDUMBBLONDE

Monday, August 7, 2006 6:59 PM

Conor *checks I've spelt it right* is a nice name, though I have no idea why I wanted to call you steve.
Good luck with the whole application thing, I really hope you get into your first choice
BTW, don't know if this will work for you, or if you've already thought of it, but whenever I am applying for something, I get my old school reports out, and copoy the good comments from them, making sure to mention that they came from my reports. so far, its worked for me, I got my work experience and my prefect postition with that little trick.

Jobs: I hate my job. I was so desperate for one that I rang up for the first one I saw, so now I deliver the buy and sell, getting £9.56 per week for 200 papers that weigh a ton and are slowly crippling me, every weather, enduring the horns, stares, and having to walk past the pot smoking chavs with a giant bright orange bag. I am quitting as soon as i get my holiday pay.

NVG: The big question about kilts though, is whether or not to be wearing pantaloons underneath

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SMARTBUTDUMBBLONDE

Monday, August 7, 2006 7:30 PM

twiddles thumbs and hums tunelessly, bored to tears and missing my fellow imponderablers.

Thinking about my last post, here is an imponderable: what sort of underwear do you prefer on the opposite sex, and which types turn you off completely?

For me, it would have to be boxers. I love the things, I even have a pair of Homer Simpson ones as pjamas. When I in a staedy relationship, I fully intend to wear my boyfriends clothes.

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Don't you lock up something that you wanted to see fly, hands are for shaking no not tying. Soundgarden
98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature

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