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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2015 1:17:17 GMT -5
Well ... the Sox lost Game Seven.
*sigh*
But thanks -- thanks, all of you.
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2015 2:08:52 GMT -5
I'm just too exhausted, physically, emotionally, psychologically, etc., to come up with anything even remotely profound (assuming I'm even capable of that on a good day, which this is not ... & which I'm not) , but below is what I posted on my FB page a few minutes ago. A lot of it isn't applicable here, mainly since I'm too smart phone-ignorant to have found my way to this great site while at the detectives' office, but the core sentiment I hope comes through --
*sigh* Thanks so much to all of you for your comments, suggestions, ideas, offers, expressions of support & friendship, etc. etc. etc., both here & via PM. I still haven't read every single comment, since such a flood arrived while I was ensconced in the detectives' office struggling to form words for posting on my smart phone/ (Just imagine a baby. Now imagine the baby trying to operate heavy machinery. That's me thus far on a smart phone. If I hadn't had the little stylus that came with the phone case that arrived Monday from Amazon, I probably would've come far more closer to a nervous breakdown than I already was.)
And my apologies as well for my recurring language in so many of these posts & comments the last several hours. In times of great stress, I revert to the stereotypically foul-mouthed newspaper editor I was for so many years, especially in Little Rock. It's part of who I was &, thus, who I am. And who I will be. Not excusing, just explaining.
Otherwise ... I dunno. I. Just. Do. Not. Know. Apparently, the blind fates that rule the universe have decreed that it's no longer permissible for a random nutcase in Montgomery, Ala., to sit in his house with his cats & his computer & his movies & his books & his comics & his music without (I hope) disturbing a soul (except, of course, online) ... that's just not good enough anymore. Idiot kids from the junior high next door are to be given free rein of the place. That doesn't make me feel good about much of anything. It really doesn't.
I guess I was lucky to have gone 13 years & a couple of weeks without any kind of molestation at all, other than one lawnmower theft. *sigh* What a world, my friends. What a world.
And far, far worse for so many, many people, these are mere #firstworldproblems. I wasn't in the path of a tornado. I don't live in privation in some South American hut. I'm just a little (OK ... sometimes a *lot*) nuts, is all, & despite all my friends I am painfully alone in so many profound ways, but I try to make do. I'm just very, very tired on so, so many levels. Again ... *sigh*
Thank you all, again. Love each & every one of you. Just trying to see my way clear on any number of levels.
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Post by shaxper on May 7, 2015 4:22:02 GMT -5
I'm just too exhausted, physically, emotionally, psychologically, etc., to come up with anything even remotely profound (assuming I'm even capable of that on a good day, which this is not ... & which I'm not) , but below is what I posted on my FB page a few minutes ago. A lot of it isn't applicable here, mainly since I'm too smart phone-ignorant to have found my way to this great site while at the detectives' office, but the core sentiment I hope comes through --
*sigh* Thanks so much to all of you for your comments, suggestions, ideas, offers, expressions of support & friendship, etc. etc. etc., both here & via PM. I still haven't read every single comment, since such a flood arrived while I was ensconced in the detectives' office struggling to form words for posting on my smart phone/ (Just imagine a baby. Now imagine the baby trying to operate heavy machinery. That's me thus far on a smart phone. If I hadn't had the little stylus that came with the phone case that arrived Monday from Amazon, I probably would've come far more closer to a nervous breakdown than I already was.)
And my apologies as well for my recurring language in so many of these posts & comments the last several hours. In times of great stress, I revert to the stereotypically foul-mouthed newspaper editor I was for so many years, especially in Little Rock. It's part of who I was &, thus, who I am. And who I will be. Not excusing, just explaining.
Otherwise ... I dunno. I. Just. Do. Not. Know. Apparently, the blind fates that rule the universe have decreed that it's no longer permissible for a random nutcase in Montgomery, Ala., to sit in his house with his cats & his computer & his movies & his books & his comics & his music without (I hope) disturbing a soul (except, of course, online) ... that's just not good enough anymore. Idiot kids from the junior high next door are to be given free rein of the place. That doesn't make me feel good about much of anything. It really doesn't.
I guess I was lucky to have gone 13 years & a couple of weeks without any kind of molestation at all, other than one lawnmower theft. *sigh* What a world, my friends. What a world.
And far, far worse for so many, many people, these are mere #firstworldproblems. I wasn't in the path of a tornado. I don't live in privation in some South American hut. I'm just a little (OK ... sometimes a *lot*) nuts, is all, & despite all my friends I am painfully alone in so many profound ways, but I try to make do. I'm just very, very tired on so, so many levels. Again ... *sigh*
Thank you all, again. Love each & every one of you. Just trying to see my way clear on any number of levels.Just know that you're worth our attention and caring and that, no matter how bad things feel, we want to be here for you. You can talk to us. I won't pretend to tell you it necessarily gets better tomorrow or even next week, but amidst all the crap life hurls your way, there are moments worth being there for, and those often outweigh all the crap you waded through to find them. Your problems are real, and valid. It's okay to be distraught over them. I would be too. Just stick around, man. We need you, and so do those cats. Poor Winston needs some nurturing right now, and there's no one in the world more equipped to help him than Mr. Dan Bailey. |
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Post by wickedmountain on May 7, 2015 5:55:36 GMT -5
I'm just too exhausted, physically, emotionally, psychologically, etc., to come up with anything even remotely profound (assuming I'm even capable of that on a good day, which this is not ... & which I'm not) , but below is what I posted on my FB page a few minutes ago. A lot of it isn't applicable here, mainly since I'm too smart phone-ignorant to have found my way to this great site while at the detectives' office, but the core sentiment I hope comes through --
*sigh* Thanks so much to all of you for your comments, suggestions, ideas, offers, expressions of support & friendship, etc. etc. etc., both here & via PM. I still haven't read every single comment, since such a flood arrived while I was ensconced in the detectives' office struggling to form words for posting on my smart phone/ (Just imagine a baby. Now imagine the baby trying to operate heavy machinery. That's me thus far on a smart phone. If I hadn't had the little stylus that came with the phone case that arrived Monday from Amazon, I probably would've come far more closer to a nervous breakdown than I already was.)
And my apologies as well for my recurring language in so many of these posts & comments the last several hours. In times of great stress, I revert to the stereotypically foul-mouthed newspaper editor I was for so many years, especially in Little Rock. It's part of who I was &, thus, who I am. And who I will be. Not excusing, just explaining.
Otherwise ... I dunno. I. Just. Do. Not. Know. Apparently, the blind fates that rule the universe have decreed that it's no longer permissible for a random nutcase in Montgomery, Ala., to sit in his house with his cats & his computer & his movies & his books & his comics & his music without (I hope) disturbing a soul (except, of course, online) ... that's just not good enough anymore. Idiot kids from the junior high next door are to be given free rein of the place. That doesn't make me feel good about much of anything. It really doesn't.
I guess I was lucky to have gone 13 years & a couple of weeks without any kind of molestation at all, other than one lawnmower theft. *sigh* What a world, my friends. What a world.
And far, far worse for so many, many people, these are mere #firstworldproblems. I wasn't in the path of a tornado. I don't live in privation in some South American hut. I'm just a little (OK ... sometimes a *lot*) nuts, is all, & despite all my friends I am painfully alone in so many profound ways, but I try to make do. I'm just very, very tired on so, so many levels. Again ... *sigh*
Thank you all, again. Love each & every one of you. Just trying to see my way clear on any number of levels.Hi Dan hmm how about asking your local police if they can patrol around your house like few times a day etc that might help or if there is some way you could have a security camera installed just a few ideas that might help you man. I'm so sorry about this stuff happening to you. I used to be in love with a ex best friend of mine when I told her she wanted no part of it , it hurt really bad but in the end I found out her so called trying to help me was lies she lied to me a lot i ended up finding out about this it hurt for a long time but in the end I found out she was not worth the trouble . I have since met a new best friend who is a lot more truthful, sweet etc yea she's not my girlfriend but that's okay because she is there for me to talk to etc. hang in there man things do get better I used to never think they would but they do. and I have depression/anxiety so I understand. |
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Post by wickedmountain on May 7, 2015 5:57:41 GMT -5
I just had the weirdest dream earlier lol . has anybody ever woke up because they thought they heard a noise in there room but it was really in there dream ? so strange when that happens .
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Post by wildfire2099 on May 7, 2015 6:11:09 GMT -5
Thanks, but I'm not worth wasting time on. You're very kind to think otherwise, though. Think of the cats! What will they eat after they finish with you? This is because of all that damn punk you listen too... you're just lucky I didn't read this while I was flying over from Phoenix last night, I would have had the pilot buzz you house and blast 'Life in the Fast Lane' Seriously, Dan, if you need anything, holler... you're really the person who drew me into this merry band of outlaws and you'd be greatly missed. |
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2015 6:15:29 GMT -5
Dan, dan, DAN!
No more word stunts, k???
We adore you and cannot be without you, k!
<3
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Post by Phil Maurice on May 7, 2015 6:51:09 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2015 7:21:07 GMT -5
I don't believe I'm going to work today. I'm way behind there, especially after having last week off ... but it'll still be there when I get back, won't it?
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Post by DE Sinclair on May 7, 2015 8:16:57 GMT -5
I don't believe I'm going to work today. I'm way behind there, especially after having last week off ... but it'll still be there when I get back, won't it? Not meaning to depress you further, but yes, the work will still be there tomorrow. If you take the day, get out, and do something to make you feel better. Find an arcade or Dave & Busters restaurant with an old Whac-a-mole game and beat the crap out of them. Or go to the local hardware store and fantasize about Wile E. Coyote style traps to dissuade your burglars. Just don't sit around hating yourself. Trust me, that gets old.
And if Kurt needs a ride to go kick your ass, I'm in. Seriously who's going to torment me with random banana crap if you're not around?
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2015 8:23:39 GMT -5
I don't believe I'm going to work today. I'm way behind there, especially after having last week off ... but it'll still be there when I get back, won't it? Seriously who's going to torment me with random banana crap if you're not around? Well, I could. But chances are, Dan is totally better at it than I could ever be. |
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Post by Confessor on May 7, 2015 8:33:29 GMT -5
But, y'know ... as self-pitying as I know it sounds, depression is my normal state of being, to be honest. I felt sort of odd being actually a bit hopeful & optimistic. I don't think it suits me, though it sure was nice for awhile. Like Kurt Cobain sang, "I miss the comfort in being sad." Sorry you had your heart hurt, old fella. Her loss!  I'm just about at the end of my rope. Another break-in today at my house, just a few hours after getting my idiot heart ripped out. Don't feel like going into details; maybe later I'll paste from my FB account. I saw this on my Facebook newsfeed. Bad news, man. Hang in there. I just had the weirdest dream earlier lol . has anybody ever woke up because they thought they heard a noise in there room but it was really in there dream ? so strange when that happens . Don't look under your bed, whatever you do. |
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Post by DE Sinclair on May 7, 2015 8:34:20 GMT -5
Seriously who's going to torment me with random banana crap if you're not around? Well, I could. But chances are, Dan is totally better at it than I could ever be. Not sure of the legal details, but I think Dan has the franchise rights to the "banana crap torment" field. But if you ask, he would probably sell you a franchise. Though others have piled on as well, so he may not be enforcing it.
But you're right, nobody does it better. <cue the old James Bond theme song>
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Post by adamwarlock2099 on May 7, 2015 8:34:21 GMT -5
Dan I'm thankful to see you are with us. I was distraught thinking there was nothing I could do. I'm glad that Shax was able to reach friends of yours. Between concern and the damn tornadoes in this state and getting the kids calm and to bed so I could drink my stress away I didn't check in much last night.
On that topic we are all unharmed. We did have one touch down in south OKC last night. I saw some of the damage driving to work this morning. Several businesses including two hotels and some residential homes were ravaged beyond repair. I have not gotten to see the news but I hope all were able to escape alive. Unfortunatly that was an unexpected one despite all the radar and tech so I don't think there was a lot of time given. Right now I'm at work but with no power. We got more storms coming in tonight that will bring rain and hail. Saturday sometime there is concern that the storm coming in then could produce tornadoes. Damn I hate this month in Oklahoma.
This forum is indeed amazing. I'm so thankful to be a part of it and having met all of you so long ago on CBR.
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Post by DE Sinclair on May 7, 2015 9:05:39 GMT -5
Dan I'm thankful to see you are with us. I was distraught thinking there was nothing I could do. I'm glad that Shax was able to reach friends of yours. Between concern and the damn tornadoes in this state and getting the kids calm and to bed so I could drink my stress away I didn't check in much last night. On that topic we are all unharmed. We did have one touch down in south OKC last night. I saw some of the damage driving to work this morning. Several businesses including two hotels and some residential homes were ravaged beyond repair. I have not gotten to see the news but I hope all were able to escape alive. Unfortunatly that was an unexpected one despite all the radar and tech so I don't think there was a lot of time given. Right now I'm at work but with no power. We got more storms coming in tonight that will bring rain and hail. Saturday sometime there is concern that the storm coming in then could produce tornadoes. Damn I hate this month in Oklahoma. This forum is indeed amazing. I'm so thankful to be a part of it and having met all of you so long ago on CBR. Thanks for checking in. Glad you and yours are all safe. So far news is saying 12 people have been hurt, but thankfully no fatalities.
We get tornadoes here in Wisconsin too, so I can relate to how scary they can be. Nowhere near as many as where you are on the plains, but enough. I used to live in Florida too, so they have hurricanes. Ironically the only times I actually had to go through a hurricane were after I left the state. Once in Newport, RI, and once while at sea when I was in the Navy. It didn't help that the hurricane had my name, so all the people barfing were blaming me.
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