| How far would you go? |
| [6897] by "andrea" (ppp-1-28.30-151.libero.it)
on Fri 26 Oct 2001 08:26:03
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How far would you go from your home, friends, from the places you learned to love, from the world of which you know every single corner, in the name of a profitable job?
Why? How? |
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| i want to sign up |
| [6793] by "eurora" (193.83.24.100..)
on Mon 22 Oct 2001 03:17:53
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can i sign up for open microphone night? i'd tell you and everybody else in deep husky voice about the alchemie of business and friendship and everything else.
can i be another character --- maxime: no problems, only solutions?
can i have long curly hair with beads at the end? can i - too - wear colourful teeee-shirts?
where is the audition? can i have the job? |
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| Uncomfortable Silence |
| [6790] by "0MAGUS" (adsl-63-206-120-115.dsl.snfc21.p)
on Mon 22 Oct 2001 00:52:25
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so....
uh,
hm...
<shuffles feet>
um..
whats up? |
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| Jets Go Over My Home My Mind Is A Void! |
| [6658] by "Nosferatu Dallion" (pppa24-resalehampton1-4r7155.dia)
on Sun 14 Oct 2001 21:50:18
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Ahh here I am back reporting from the land of anthrax and late summer rain and still alive albeit living in almost what is starting to seem like a millitary camp.Damn the symbols on H's shirt,the state of the world,I get too caught up in other things.I feel like the Last Cereal Message Board Traitor.KILL ME FOR TREASON!No its a different world now than it was before September 11th especially for me I live near the worlds only nuclear powered shipyard,an important airforce base,and Washington DC so I am right in the line of fire.Yet nothing has changed.I wish I knew what I was trying to say.I could start my own strip(if I could draw)about the feelings inherent in this world and inherent in someone that gives a damn more about watching the ifc channel,valium,and metaphysical arts.LONG LIVE ANDREA, H, AND HIS MANY NEW SHIRTS AND ALL OF US! |
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| is being critical |
| [6577] by "eurora" (193.83.24.100..)
on Fri 12 Oct 2001 09:48:55
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hi folks, being not able to sort out my own live, i will now sort out andreas:
andrea, you've made an error: back button connects to enter-site and therefore loops the site into eternity
apart from that, i will keep my thoughts to myself for the moment |
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| [6572] by "0magus" (adsl-63-206-120-97.dsl.snfc21.pa)
on Fri 12 Oct 2001 01:47:32
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man, i think staying up late is going to give me a cold. yet here i am, allmost 11:00PM and im still typing.
i just find that this board is an incredible emotional release for me, a place to yell into a void and have the void yell back. i do so hope im not bothering anybody, but when you live a life with no absolutes you tent to be very open with your opinions, as they are all you have, and they themselves are not much to stand on as they are always shifting.
time for sleep. |
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| Guess why... |
| [6539] by "andrea" (ppp-246-5.30-151.libero.it)
on Thu 11 Oct 2001 08:12:03
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...there is no strip?
I've all the time in the world (sort of) but I've been depressed + working on a side project (restarting the dead/sleeping www.comicsoviet.com)
Tonight, tonight, ink and scanner and photoshop. Tomorrow morning: strip.
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| the nam |
| [6528] by "0magus" (adsl-63-206-120-97.dsl.snfc21.pa)
on Thu 11 Oct 2001 00:36:25
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just started reading "the things they carried" in my english class. not so bad, really. much better then the book we read before this, Huckelberry Finn, which i didnt like at all (not to diss on Mark Twain, but I dont think that was one of his better works. seemed like many stereotypes given flesh and blood and allowed to pose as real charactors).
anyway, this opens up the Vietnam War for exploration. any of you read "the things they carried"? I am only about 1/6th through it, and allready I think that the author (a something O'Brian, i think) has not, 35odd years later, gotten over what happened to him (and, more correctly, what he did about what happened to him). I dunno about you, but I just cant see where hes coming from. Maybe its becuase im lazy, maybe its becuase im stupid, but I just havent ever bothered thinking ahead about my future. so when o'brian goes on for pages and pages about how he had his life planed out, he would meet a nice girl and get maried and do all that dull stuff which the american dream is built upon, i just cant see where hes coming from. I mean, really. am i alone on this? am i the only one who has no idea whats happeneing from one molment to the next, and is not bothered by this fact? I cant say i love change, but I try hard to accept it and embrace it.
It seems like o'brian was keeping some very specific doors open in his life, and when a new one opened and shut all the others he couldnt handle it. he now makes a living writing books about how he couldnt (and cant) handle it. i just dont get it. i keep as many doors open as i can in my life, but its not like im aiming for one of them or something. eventually i will go through the doors i want to, and the ones i dont i can regret when im dead.
I am not saying that war is pretty, or that o'brian is a winey cribaby who should get over it. im sure that nam has his soul in its grip, and he is powerless agenst it. his world is real. my world is real. where they interesect is undefined.
and tobot, as per your sugestions i am actually gonna finish all the boring classics that we have to read this year, but your punnishment for making me take the high road of better education is that you have to listen to me whine (or prase) them all. |
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| Internet detritus part 2 |
| [6516] by "FrereKhan" (202.83.85.103..)
on Wed 10 Oct 2001 20:28:40
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The end of summer is also the end of Summer Love. The heat is a perfect excuse to wear less clothing, baring all and strutting your stuff for all the onlookers. Who you’re with that night is not who you liked last weekend, and definitely not who you’ll be eyeing next week. It’s all part of summer love.
How your mate perceives you is now what’s important, yet you have only known each other a week, and actual knowledge is minimal (what was their last name again?). Yet, here you are all alone, just the two of you. What started only a week ago, feels ike eternity, in the heat of passion you forget to think about what you’re doing and just do it. Some do it safe, some do not, whatever way, it doesn’t matter, you did it! Now what? Get dressed, go home and wait for their call? That’s usually the case, but don’t expect to hear the phone ring. What felt so right and meant so much was nothing but a notch in his or her bedpost.
Summer love lost. All the pain, troubles, hassles and regrets.
So why do we go through it each year? For love? For image? Who wouldn’t want to be seen next to someone totally good looking; have them hold your hand tight, and gently kiss you goodnight. Sounds good to me.
September 1998 by "Amanda Long"
Nuclear missile launched! Everyone dies!
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| Internet detritus part 1 |
| [6495] by "FrereKhan" (202.83.85.106..)
on Tue 09 Oct 2001 21:47:05
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friend a. says that being my friend is like being in an after-school special called "there's something about j." at the end of the program, you find out that the main character is a heroin addict or is sexually abused or a teenage prostitute or all three, except in real life, the end of the show never comes, so you never know what's going on.
friend w. says that I talk like mae west, everything I saw sounds like some sort of sexual advance or challenge, even when I'm just asking for a glass of water. he says that I'm one of the very few women he's known who seem more psycho than they actually are.
From sometime in November, 1999, by 'Cyst'
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