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oakenguyAnnnnnd the day keeps getting better.
Groundhog Day party? It's actually Sunday afternoon, not Monday, so I can't go to it.
And I just read this:
vague message for someone on here
this entry went largely unnoticed, and the situation or issue or whatever it is is bugging me enough that i don't think i can continue reading. i'm sorry. i'm sick of reading about how much fun you had with someone i hate, i am sick of not being able to say "yes, i'll go" to any of your blanket invitation shindigs because i know that these someones are almost always going to show up, and that they are close friends with you, and that nobody can be impartial in this without snubbing one party or the other.
hopefully you'll figure this out, who you are and a little of how i feel. i feel horrible that i can't let this slide by. but the fact of the matter is, we have never hung out and we're never going to. and having someone be that geographically close and on my friend's list and to never SEE them is just a little too ooky for me. i need boston friends. this isn't helping. i'm sorry. because i think you're a really neat person. i just can't "deal."
you dish? i'm sure you don't care. whatever. it's just lj.
The following is a blanket statement to all the folks on my friends list who loathe each other, including the ones who WOULD loathe each other if you knew each other well enough (and I can think of at least two pairings here), and the ones who are currently friends but who will feud in the future:
I spent the first sixteen years of my life living with my parents without either killing them, killing myself, or choosing a side in their perennial wars. I spent the last three years of high school with two best friends who would alternate between tearing hanks of each others' hair out and humping like weasels. (Each other, not me. Never, ever me. Not that I'm bitter.) I drink Coke AND Pepsi. I like Derek Jeter AND Pedro Martinez. And, until you do something to screw me over personally, I honestly like both of you.
Impartial? Think of me as Switzerland. (No, seriously, do it, buy chocolate from me and give me lots of your money to hold--I promise to take it with no questions asked.) I might drive you nuts by never taking sides, but I'll always be there (Where am I gonna go? I'm landlocked!)
Also, if you want to see me, SEE ME. This'll be even more of a blanket statement: I've had it with inviting people to do things! It's stressful, I become a basket case whether they accept or not, if they don't accept I'm convinced its because they loathe me, if they do accept I think it's out of pity and await the inevitable lawsuit when the dog mauls them, I poison them, or they slit their wrists with a spork to avoid watching me try to keep a conversation going. I'll probably read this in June and go "Ho ho, seasonal depression right on cue", but right this minute the only activity I want to invite people to do is to watch me climb a tree fort and haul the ladder up behind me. And I've got a bucket full of green apples up here and I'm not afraid to throw 'em, so keep your distance!
*pantpantpant*
On the other hand, I enjoy seeing people once I see them. It's just the inviting that sucks. (And, I'll be honest, the prep time sucks too, especially now that it's winter and being social usually means leaving the warm house and walking 20 minutes to a T stop.) The point to this paragraph is.....um...I know I had one...oh, right, you want to see me? Go to the Registrar's Office and ask them to do something they can and should easily do--THEY'LL send you to see me, and then we can stand around in my office and be baffled about why they sent you over, and I can feel myself age ten more years in the space of a five-minute conversation. Try it, it's fun! All the cool kids are doing it!
Oh, I'm going to bed. Wretched day, let me shake the dust of you off my oversized tiger slippers, for I want to see you no more.
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Date: 2004-01-28 08:00 pm (UTC)Well. You are OBVIOUSLY the Devil.
Here's $200, I'll take some truffles
Date: 2004-01-28 08:09 pm (UTC)You'd be a lot of fun even if all you did was climb a tree and pull the ladder up after you. I've never seen you struggle to keep a conversation.
Now, personally, I could care less if someone who was friends with you disliked me. I agree, don't take sides. You can like different people, they don't have to get along.
If those people want to avoid group activities because there's a chance the unliked person would be there then that's their decision.
It's a small world. We're going to run in to people, including people we don't like. We can't hold ourselves back from having fun because of that. We all just need to learn how to deal.
Now go snuggle with your wonderful girl.
*note* This was all supposed to sound friendly and cheer you up. If it didn't then I'll send you a picture of me doing a fish face. That might help. Well, it couldn't hurt much.
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Date: 2004-01-28 08:14 pm (UTC)There seems to be more and more of this going around. Now, children, let's all say it together:
IT IS NOT ALL ABOUT YOU. GROW THE FUCK UP.
That probably counts as a mini-rant of my own, but consider it deployed in support of your own original rant.
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Date: 2004-01-28 08:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-28 08:20 pm (UTC)Anyway. I send you many hugs, tell you that you do not suck and we love seeing you when we manage to emerge from our own winter-imposed hermitness, and everything will look better in the morning.
And I bet your fuzzy slippers are cute.
Hugs to you and Toby and your SO. :)
Other Rose
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Date: 2004-01-28 08:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-28 08:42 pm (UTC)ok, i'm just crazy-ass busy and a little crazy besides, i'm not actually too far away.
but yeah. it'll be summer soon.
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Date: 2004-01-28 08:47 pm (UTC)Buy yourself some full spectrum lightbulbs, and send me rants in e-mail when you don't feel like posting them here.
The problem with being as accepting as you are is that you end up being accepting of and friendly to people who will then FLING their problems into your lap, like lj commentators and registrars and so forth. If it were me, I'd start FLINGing them right back again, along with a few words of such elevated sarcasm that I could be /almost/ certain that the recipients would safely miss my point. Since you're incredibly different from me, I'm sure you'll come up with your own solutions, and I merely look forward to reading and hearing about them.
But I do think they should include full spectrum light bulbs. And possibly trips to Roxbury to be soothed by assorted animal presences and the existence of an apartment messier than your own.
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Date: 2004-01-28 08:51 pm (UTC)that statement is untrue sir
Date: 2004-01-29 03:26 am (UTC)since brian felt it was better to rant about me than to actually talk to me, he's sort of in the same boat i am and therefore in no position to judge. and since you don't even know me and have never talked to me, you're definitely in even less of a position to judge.
going away now, for good. just wanted to know if he got the message.
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Date: 2004-01-29 06:53 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-01-29 06:56 am (UTC)(Plus, my love of fine cheekbones crosses all gender and sexual orientation gaps. But you didn't hear that from me.)
Re: that statement is untrue sir
Date: 2004-01-29 06:59 am (UTC)Qualified to judge? Certainly not. But I don't let that stop me; I've learned from our President! :^D
And as for my statement being untrue... well, you're wrong there. It isn't all about you (and that's collective "you", BTW). It's all about me.. Never forget that.
Me. Not you.
All. About. Me.
Me me me.
Making fightguy eat humble pie...
Date: 2004-01-29 07:02 am (UTC)Re: that statement is untrue sir
Date: 2004-01-29 07:36 am (UTC)Re: that statement is untrue sir
Date: 2004-01-29 07:37 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-01-29 07:59 am (UTC)And, dude, in the social group we've mixed in, the only people I couldn't stand were people you were kinda iffy about yourself. I always ended up checking with you in subtle (I hope) ways to see what you thought of them, just to make sure I wasn't nuts -- see, I trust your instincts on people as much as I trust an Airedale's! The highest compliment I can pay someone! ;)
When you're not liking the city too much, come out to HoRD and visit the country! (Or, well, the 'burbs.) Seeeeeee pretty trees and almost-mountains! Be in awwwwwwwe at the inhabitants of this strange and exotic place as they attempt to whip their domicile into the shape of something NOT decorated in the mid-1970s! Laugh at their painting antics! Critique their decorating choices! Suggest ways they can turn their carriage barn into a garage/apartment/studio/kennel/vacant lot/your choice here!
...
No, wait, maybe we'll just come in and take you to dinner. ;)
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Date: 2004-01-29 09:27 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-01-29 10:25 am (UTC)Otherwise I'm not going to comment on the melodrama, other than a quick (huggs) :)
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Date: 2004-01-29 10:34 am (UTC)Stephen of the South
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Date: 2004-01-29 02:09 pm (UTC)Anyhow, don't worry Brian, a lot of people think you're the bomb-diggity. And you do make kickass chocolate.
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Date: 2004-01-29 08:09 pm (UTC)I want to hang out with you cause you are a silly funny guy. I shall be more free once I get all this school crap taken care of.
What are you doing on Feb. 29th?