Completely irrational

I recently directed a multi-billion dollar telephone play which starred all the cats and Thai Fireheads I have ever owned. The cats were brave, hostile platters of blue gibberish, and the fish were exchanged for 12 unlabelled 78 RPM records which had been discarded by the Brooklyn Public Library.

kymical, the great(no matter what dad says)

eating pizza...

wishing dad would stop lecturing me about "texas' communal laws" and just be happy for me moving out on my own. it pisses me off that he does this.

wanting to throw pizza at him, but that would be a waste.

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Wyldr, the Pagan Housewife

Looking for some snazzy backgrounds to steal for my All-American webpage. Eating Corn Chips with more chemicals than corn. Relaxing in the mediocraty of Suburbia. Mispelling

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n a t e

slosly deaded. incongruent. brain is fucked, and for once it wasn't something i ate or drank or smoked. getting patterns of the white walls. permafried. always creeps up on me when i'm fatigued. just spent 8 hours designing user interfaces. this is, after spending 6am-1pm studying for a midterm.

AND I AIN'T GOT NO FUCKING WEED!

jesus.

n a t e l o st h i ssssss b r a i n
p l e a se go d, l et m e w a k e up s a n e?

Docklefar

Macarena with the line of drawn-out sad sacks at the local pub, staring into the Guinness abyss. Propellers to lavatories, angels to carnal canaries.

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TBone

I am fighting sleep at all costs. I am willing myself to remain untired and undaunted by the night. I live the night and I am the night. I control the night. I am alone, but I am not afraid. Loneliness is a fear of being alone, and I have no fear.

Yet... Why do I hesitate? Why am I reluctant to go on and become and create and destroy? Perhaps I fear the light of day... Perhaps I fear the night will end... the rising sun will show to myself and to all what really lies inside... Who I really am.

I am afraid.

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JACK

I'm thinking about valentine's day.I'm whant found my girlfriend.

rrart @ osf. ku. lt

kymical addiction

up way way way too early.

cause i am going to sign the papers hopefully to get my own place!!

oh yeah baby.

sock it to me.

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nate

Having a cup of joe with my mornin Sorabji.

Eagerly anticipating a weekend with my love.

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George of the Jungle

Thinking of the perfect Valentine gift for my beautiful significant other..

Maga

Thinking 'bout my dog, Sonia. She's waiting for me in the kitchen in my house from 11.30 a.m - now i'ts 5.00 p.m., I'll be back at 8.00 p.m. Sonia, don't give up!

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Maga

Thinking 'bout my dog, Sonia. I'm at work, she's waiting for me in my kitchen from 11.30 a.m - now i'ts 5.00 p.m., I'll be back at home 8.00 p.m. Sonia, don't give up!

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Pete

I'm in 7th period, waiting for school to be out. We have a week long vacation coming up. I'm going to be taking a train down to Philly to see my girlfriend, who is away at college. I'm quite excited to see her.

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boycrazy

I'm sitting here in contemplation over the fact that men suck. They are soooo stupid. Not all of them so don't get me wrong, but a huge number of them do. And what's up with them all cheating on you? I mean, hello, if they don't want to go out with you anymore then why don't they just break up with you and go out with the other girl instead of cheating on you and causing more pain? It just doesn't make any sense. Oh well, I guess we (girls) shall all live. Men can't live with them, can't live without them.

darnoldcj

TBone

You're right. We pretty much bite the big one... Most of us would rather be free enough to do whatever we want and still have the security of a girlfriend or whatever... I'm not one of these, but I know plenty of them. Unfortunately, we're in America... That's how it is. And it's no right.

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fried duck

sitting around thinking about my *feelings* and sitting around thinking about my *FEELINGS* and thinking about myself, mostly, and why i don't seem to have any FEELINGS.

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kymical

i am working....not so hard..

i really wish that boys were sending me many things for valentine's day.

i am trying to smile cause i signed the pepers for mmy apartment today. mooving in sunday.

i hate valentine's day.....it makes me want to projectile vomit. i am sure it would all be diffrent if i had a valentine.

oh well.

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Rose MonteBlanc

Well. It's Friday. and Henry has just mixed us up a batch of martinis. Sorabji.com appears to be on the slower side today, and I have to believe in my heart that it's due to the upcoming holiday, and not due to the fact that everyone else started on their martinis earlier than I have. Happy presidents day weekend, and remember to use only quality gin in your cocktails. It's what separates us from the animals.

TBone

Contemplating a pink projectile valentine vomit.

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Paul

Thinking of starting my own business. But, I don't have a clue what I should do. So, I decided to browse.

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evil kymical

going to sleep.

cause gotta work early.

got a lot of happy valentiners to kill tommorow.

muhaha

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Carrie

Sitting here feeling depressed, then realising its the bloody greeting card industry thats to blame for my misery. I hate Valentines day, but most of all I hate my smug friends who are all off today swanning around with their loved ones whilst I sit at home feeling like shite. *thinking maybe I need some new friends*

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kelsey

drinking coffee, boiling little cheese raviolis for my lunch. i am going to work in fifteen minutes. for twelve hours. happy valentine's day, everybody who has the day off. i should wear red, or something.

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So much for never having another lonely holiday without the one I love.

65

that last message was to depressing had to get it off there!!!!

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Docklefar

Damp, drizzly November in my soul, carry me up, sail me away from home. Dig my up from this watery grave; aboard a coffin I was saved.

Call me Ishmael.

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lk

the man i love SANG to me today...his lovely voice made me cry sweet tears of happiness

life does not get any better than this....i am in love and i am loved

i cannot tell anyone else how happy i am because, well...i just can't

so thanks for listening and happy valentine's day to all

LEARNING THE HARD WAY

You gave me a vision of what life was to be. You showed me the world that I was to see. You promised me love, said you'd always be there. To lend me a hand, to show me you care.

We walked through the days never rushing our steps. We cherished our time for ours was well spent. Then suddenly one day you weren't by my side. You were gone forever, but not a tear did I cry.

I rushed through the days by myself, all alone. I cherished our memories though my angers had grown. Then one day I thought of you, and a bitter sigh I sighed. The long awaited sadness pierced my heart, then I cried.

I cried for all the empty dreams that people have these days. I cried because I had a dream, but then it slipped away. I cried because a love like ours was always ment to last to endure throughout eternity the present, future, and past.

And although I would have never changed it, in my heart I'll always know it's true; if only you loved me as much as I loved you. a lesson learned the hard way, was the price of loving you.

Just me

Just me

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Eatme

Eat me

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Eatme

Dog eat dog, eat cat too, fish eat frog, I eat you.

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John E. Cummings 3D~

Hi Anybody: I found this weblink to be good for new and there after. Come see my page if you like. It's too new and lacks company. your friend John

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kymical (shhhh)

trying to escape...

ugh.

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Dan Adams

is it legal to imprison somebosy for not owning at least one record by jamiroquai? it should be.

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commissioner

http://swankarmy.net/smoke HIDE YOUR CHILDREN! HIDE YOUR CHILDREN! THE SKY COMES UNDONE!!

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Just Visitor

Screw Jamiroquai and that big fuzzy hat he wears. Or something like that.

"PF"

Enjoying the feeling of fullness from eating two lightly toasted Pepperidge Farm swirl raisin breads covered on the inside with sesame butter and local honey swirled together. Yum-out! and it's only 1:03 here. Mardi Gras has begun parading here in New Orleans. It is not this Tuesday but next Tuesday. Yama-Gras! motor-cycle!

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Girl

THE EMPTY HEARTED MAN

Try loving a man who chooses not to love,

Unable to trust you because of the past.

To choose not to love,

Is a man with no real heart.

Your heart decides weather you love someone or not

Maybe even Cupid,

But true love, never has a choice.

This man,

No emotions come from him.

Selfish is he.

Try to love this man,

The one whos heart lies Empty.

-

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Christa

I gotta say something so that poem isn't still up there. right now, i am really really hungry and wondering why i don't go eat something.

TBone

I'm wondering why I don't eat something as well...

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boycrazy

love is a funny thing don't you think? one minute you are both madly in love with each other and the next minute you absoulutely hate each other. or atleast one of you does. why does it hurt so much? and why do you claim that you will love this person forever and ever and yet you immediately find a new guy. if you love each other, then would you let it end over some other significant other? why do people get involved in relationships anyways? all they tend to do is lead to suffering and severe pain. tears every night. worries. etc. so why do we allow ourselves to fall for one another? why is life worth living? does anyone know the answer to these questions? if so...do you have a few kindly words you'd like to share with me and the rest of the world. valentines day sucks and i mad it through another one alone...*sigh*

Xenakaboom

I am tired of reading sappy stories about infatuation. Give me ART! CULTURE! PHILOSOPHY! LITERATURE! Certainly, desire is a part of all of these entities, but the concept of self can not be based entirely on primal urges. Talking without knowledge is like playing the piano for the first time, without training.

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Xenakaboom

I am tired of reading sappy stories about infatuation. Give me ART! CULTURE! PHILOSOPHY! LITERATURE! Certainly, desire is a part of all of these entities, but the concept of self can not be based entirely on primal urges. Talking without knowledge is like playing the piano for the first time, without training. All is merely noise in a vacuum.

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nelly

procrastinating (one of my favorite words, i should post it...)

Hal-1

I'm getting over life, but hey arn't we all, this is life and to live it you have to get over it, you have to move on when bad things come your way and move on when dwelling on the past.... GET ON WITH LIFE, ITS THE ONLY WAY TO LIVE IT....

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Wetfly

When I was child, I thought that life was about happiness...so I set out to get as much "happiness" as I could. Mainly doing only those things I wanted to do; things I thought would bring me happiness.

Many of those "things" should have made me happy too dammit. As time went on however, searching for happiness brought nothing but frustration, anger, self-pity...people just weren't doing their part, weren't fulfilling my demands, my expectations...and oh, god how I needed them to. It go to the point where my emotional state depended entirely on other people, and their reactions to me...and then something happened...

I began to see that life wasn't about seeking happiness...that happiness was really the byproduct OF life...see, I had been fighting it all along. Life, as simple as it sounds is about living. Life is a force all it's own, something that we really have no power over...much like a great River. We can only hope to experience it...and what an experience it is! Life is full of everything: happiness, sadness, joy, new friends, lost love, death, birth...to be RICH a life has to have many acts, and many players...they all can't take center stage at once now, can they? Yes, life is something to be lived, not something to be endured...

damn, I sound like Jerry fuckin Springer...sorry...

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TBone

I'm making art... I got an artpad for christmas, and I'm just starting to make some simple art with it. everything I make whether it's my poetry, my coding, my philisophical rantings or my art, it all has a strong element of my mood in it. Why do I only create when I'm depressed. I need to add an art section to my page. As it is, I uploaded them to http://kodiak.billins.k12.mt.us/~tbone/Art

Someone give me feedback. It's simple, but I'm in there.

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TBone

I'm making art... I got an artpad for christmas, and I'm just starting to make some simple art with it. everything I make whether it's my poetry, my coding, my philisophical rantings or my art, it all has a strong element of my mood in it. Why do I only create when I'm depressed. I need to add an art section to my page. As it is, I uploaded them to http://kodiak.billings.k12.mt.us/~tbone/Art

Someone give me feedback. It's simple, but I'm in there.

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Ridin

Still waiting for that FTD guy with the roses to find my address.

kymical, on her own!

beaming

(like you don't know why)

kymmi's got an apartment.

(in case you really didn't know)

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British

I liked your story about the answering machines. It was a bit freaky reading about Molly who was rerecording her voice mail and screwing up. Why? I called a voice mail system to a TV station and heard almost EXACTLY the same thing. She recorded this about 7 times, and even SHE paused and breathed hard after the intense frustration. She swore a few times, and basically it was like your molly thing. In fact, I have an .ra of it around somewehre on my hard drive.

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Terren

Rubbing my eyes. It's nearly 4:00AM but when you have one of them surfing binges, sleep doesn't come easy. Perhaps I'll do myself a favor and climb into bed now. Good night.

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