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Man! I love the snow plow guys, but for the third time today there is a mountian of snow at the end of my driveway. One more time and he's getting a snow ball full of dog shit right to the head. :grrr:
 
And even more "depressing" stuff to add to this thread:

For any of you single guys out there who may be down in the dumps or upset about NOT being in a relationship...please don't get it twisted. It's not always rainbows and unicorns. Relationships can be hard work. Very hard work that tests your patience and strength in ways you never thought imaginable.
Quote for truth! When the basement apartment becomes vacant, I'm thinking of moving down there. Way too much estrogen up here for my taste.
 
I'm getting close to 10,000 posts. How embarrassing. I wish post counts weren't visible. Ugh. And anybody who makes a congratulation thread about it will get on my bad side...

I only make congratulatory threads for interesting numbers, and 10000 is boring. Watch out, though, when you reach 12345. :p

Or maybe even 10101.
 
Man! I love the snow plow guys, but for the third time today there is a mountian of snow at the end of my driveway. One more time and he's getting a snow ball full of dog shit right to the head. :grrr:

When I was in St. Louis there was a guy who rigged a sheet of plywood as a plow blade and waited one morning when the plows came by. They left that same mountain of snow across his drive, and he promptly shoved it out into the middle of the street. The plow looped around the block and yelled at the guy that he wasn't allowed to block the street, to which the homeowner replied that he was just putting the snow back where it came from.

The plow backed up and moved the snow.
 
:D buzz, real quick, i just want to say that i love your intelligence, man. :luv2: (*8*)

agreed.

Sometimes I wish I had half the intelligence and eloquence as some of the members here.

Ack praise! I'm much more used to people hating me on forums than saying nice things. Thanks guys. :)

Ugh, I was supposed to get a lot of action this weekend and instead I'm laid up in bed with a terrible cold.

Is it that terrible wierd cold that is accompanied by stomach burning? Everyone around here had it, I think no one was sure if it was a cold or a flu, it was one of the strangest things I ever had.

I'm getting close to 10,000 posts. How embarrassing. I wish post counts weren't visible. Ugh. And anybody who makes a congratulation thread about it will get on my bad side...

Congratulations!

I hate that word "hella". I consider it a vulgarism.

In the Bay Area of California (the region surrounding San Francisco and environs) the word hella is still in hella constant use. When I hella lived up there I hella fell into the habit of using hella a lot too. I also got hella remarks from Northern Californians about what a hella polite driver I was considered they hella expected anyone from Los Angeles to be hella rude and pushy.

I've hella fallen out of the habit of using hella as much in my typing since I hella moved back to the LA area, but I still hella say it sometimes in speech.

Btw if it makes you feel any better it's really used just like a west coast version of the way they use "wicked" on the east coast, or at least, used to.
 
It's whatever has been going around lately.

For me, it's not so much stomach burning I'm getting but horrible chills that make it feel like I have fibromyalgia or something.

That's the one. It gave me chills and some kind of muscle spasm in my throat that I seriously mistook for heart palpitations a few times.
 
okay, i had a terrible dream if it was a dream last night and i'm cringing just talking about it. :(

i was walking around the west end of town close to the village area (not talking about new york either) and i ended up at some university that suddenly appeared there. i was hanging out in some dorm with two women who surprisingly i was able to loosen up and act the same way i was around my brother and my homeboy when i get silly. we talked and chatted. at some point, i had my cell phone out and they had pics of my brother and me shirtless in gym shorts outside ready to run after dark. they saw one of the photos and started play fighting me, jumping all over me to get the cell out my hand. after all that, one of them told me that i was a weirdo and if i knew that. :lol: then i asked them if they could hang out with me tomorrow. one said yes. the other had to go to take care of her little sister.

then everything just changed. the next thing i know, i'm going through an episode of sleep paralysis. here's what's scary. i swear on my life, i felt someone on top of me over the blanket. i felt a hand on the blanket covering my mouth. i couldn't move, couldn't talk or whatever BUT someone. then i realized that that person wasn't just on top of me but they were violently humping me with the sheet on top of me. i couldn't breathe, i was trying to move but couldn't. i then tried to scream for help BUT i couldn't. eventually after 4 minutes, i was able to yell a faint help, help to my father in the next room BUT apparently he didn't hear me. i then was able to move but i was so terrified because i didn't know if what had happened just happened or if it was just sleep paralysis. :( either way, i still was under the sheet and was too scared to take it off me because i thought the person was still there. i then took it off me and saw that nobody was there. either way, i felt like i had been violated or was in total disbelief that what i thought happened happened. i don't know if it was a sleep paralysis episode or if someone actually was humping me with the sheet over my head. i want to check the sheet to see if there's any semen on there but i'm scared to.
 
I think the Kuli-O is handing us a bit of a

snow job

up there in his post #436, yess I do..
 
sometimes, when i think about how certain things in this world operate, how society is and think about how it has affected my life and eventually will, i think i would be better off dead sooner than later. things aren't going to get better. they're going to get worse. i would much rather be dead than to have to live my life being miserable in a society like this. you know things will be good, bad or whatever but it's about how you manage it and if your head isn't in the right place, little things that are nothing may hurt you. you know, i would be better off living in the woods by myself off with little to no contact with people, no tv, and whatever. but even so, i think that the reason why i'm feeling so down might be some chemical imbalance upstairs. if it were up to me, i would be keeping busy hanging outside, encouraging my brother and my homeboys to do something together. get some fresh air and hang out with me but everybody wants to be holed up in the house all day.


even hearing the police cruisers circling around my block and knowing that they've been acting real suspicious for the past week, parked up down the road like they're watching somebody just irks me. they had three cop cars with police officers outside somebody's house just talking on friday. i don't know who they're looking for or who they want word with. i know i didn't do anything BUT being how the police act towards black men out here, it wouldn't surprise me if they wanted to have a word with me over something as well as any young black guys over here. about a month ago, they were circling around the block like 6 times while i was blowing out the leaves on my front yard and to tell you the truth, i think they were watching me. that's me being paranoid though. i don't trust the police. had quite a few run ins with police in the past and they damn sure weren't good ones.

and even now, just hearing my father singing basically crying for attention and feeling my left foot cringing for whatever reason, i feel sick BUT i'm not physically sick.

just hope that the trip to the psychiatrist actually helps me out. i won't give up on myself but at the same time, i think i'm reaching my breaking point.
 
Getting ready for New Year but nothing great to wear.

Yawn...btw 2013 looks uneventful...

Boring is good
 
Those are classic symptoms of sleep paralysis, RJ.

During medieval times, people had a "first sleep" and a "second sleep". Because of this, they had a whole lot more of these sleep paralysis episodes than people do today. Since many sleep paralysis dreams become sexual, their experiences gave rise to the idea of a "succubis" or an "incubus"--demons that come to ravage you sexually during the night.

There's nothing to worry about, RJ. It's all a production of our marvellous brains.

that in itself sounds scary. :( so you're saying that it's basically a dream about sex that happened BUT there was technical difficulties because of sleep paralysis where it seemed real when it wasn't.

that's another interesting thing that you brought up though. it would be interesting to read or see a research about how the brain and body reacts during a dream when someone has a dream where they're actual being touched by someone. does the skin and body react the same way to being touched in a dream like how it is when someone is really being touched by someone? that would be crazy because that would be like dreams being another dimension. who knows? maybe there's a world that people awake in when they go to sleep and that we're sleeping in that dreamworld where we're awake. it's just strange.
 
just hope that the trip to the psychiatrist actually helps me out. i won't give up on myself but at the same time, i think i'm reaching my breaking point.

Yes, don't give up on yourself. You know something in you needs to be fixed. Get it fixed and see whether things don't get better for you. GET TO THAT PSYCHIATRIST! ASAP. When is it scheduled for?

I hope that in your long-range plans there is a plan to get out of your parents' house, if it is as toxic a place as you describe. Maybe even out of the NYC arera entirely. Depending on your skills and education, a place like the Rochester area might be a good choice. But you have to be able to tolerate the cold and snow of our winters.
 
Yes, don't give up on yourself. You know something in you needs to be fixed. Get it fixed and see whether things don't get better for you. GET TO THAT PSYCHIATRIST! ASAP. When is it scheduled for?

I hope that in your long-range plans there is a plan to get out of your parents' house, if it is as toxic a place as you describe. Maybe even out of the NYC arera entirely. Depending on your skills and education, a place like the Rochester area might be a good choice. But you have to be able to tolerate the cold and snow of our winters.

january 17th. to tell you the truth, it's something that i'm NOT looking forward to. i have mixed feelings about them and from what i've heard from the people at this group therapy thing that i went to, they said that the psychiatrists at that spot do not care about the patients. they're only there to prescribe medication. the psychiatrists in the past that i've been either thought that i had nothing wrong with me, was basically having adjustment problems and had something that i could shake off or they thought that i had something wrong with me where i needed to be medicated. i need help but i don't trust them though.

i'm just scared that they might make me worse off than i already am. then i realize that if i don't go and try to take care of it all by myself, i'm ONLY going to find myself back in the same situation, whining, crying, complaining, looking for a miracle or a saving grace and etc. the funny thing is that the whole "you can do it all by yourself" thing was the same advice my mother, my brother, and my homeboys been giving me for the longest since way back when and it didn't work.

and getting out of here is one of the long range plans i have as well as going to law school. it's that i have to get my mind right first because i realize that one of the reasons why i am stuck in the boat that i am in right now is because of my own doing. i really don't care where i move to, it could be buffalo, rochester, england, florida or whereever. it really doesn't matter. it's what i make it. it could suck or be a wonderful experience. the way my mind is right now, i will be miserable whereever i go whether i'm in new york city or in some small town with nothing in west bubblefuck.
 
I don't like the recent negative attention I've been getting.

All attention is good attention.

I had my moments where I think people think I am not all that "good". I count on the next idiot to make a fool of myself to take the limelight away. It's works like a charm. And at JUB, there is no shortage of fools to go around.
 
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