Daily Comments #5- Just place to plant your thoughts. No feedback required.

It is too darn early for Christmas things in the stores!

I have noticed something about the "Thanks button." It seems to have a "gang up" quality to it, especially in controversial threads. People don't even need to reply to a thread for you to know where they stand on the issue. All you have to do is read the "Thanks" underneath a post they obviously agree with.

I refuse to use this button in debate and controversial threads.

Sorry, Didgee...I had to do that Thanks button with a bit of sarcasm to it You are right though.

A chin-up bar??? I bought a chin-up bar??? I ain't done a chin-up fer 20 years.

I did 5.

It's in the kitchen doorway. I'm not allowed in until I do a min of five+...

THAT oughta hasten the dislodging of some plaque. As well as allow a display of fine spasmodic modern dance moves, as I scramble to dial 911...

Film at 11...hopefully in 2050 or so...

Just when I was geting into the holiday spirit, I ran out of wine... what a bummer... Gonna put out my Christmas request... All I want for Christmas is Red wine, please..

I plan on warming apple cider, cinnamon and orange slices all day in the slow cooker. Just wondering how I can spike da apple cider.....Wonder if vodka would add that extra zing..

Life is tragically depressing; it can feel like a bottomless pit of despair with no end in sight. People here and elsewhere on the Internet and my counselor will attempt to comfort me with statements about having lots of time to change, that things will improve, etc., but realistically nothing ever does, and its hard to believe in will. When I last saw my counselor, she was right when she said that I have virtually no support outside of PC, that the slightest disappointment can make me fall right over. All I can do is come here to make posts like this one in an attempt to let out some negative feelings, visit the chat room in the hope someone can help me, and make badly written and sometimes bloody notes in my 500+ diary that almost nobody knows exists. When I visit PC I am so often crying that it makes me think that 'crying' should be available in the 'My Mood' emotions, and I have started crying in public (thank goodness for prescription sunglasses) because I am too overloaded with emotions to always mask it with a fake smile or the appearance of being fine.

All of this isn't strictly applicable to my love and social life, or more accurately lack thereof, because financially my life is hopelessly depressing too, although I have far more confidence in that improving than meeting women that can like me. Avoiding to look at my bank account balance is now a feature of my daily life; better I not know what it is. Of course, looking at it is inevitable, along with the full realization of where I am at in life.

Nothing like taking inventory of your life and thinking, "I hate my body, I have no friends other than on the Internet, I am broke, uneducated, disliked, and alone," and then someone telling you they either don't believe that this is your life or that all of this will magically change in the future and being unable to understand your skepticism about their overly optimistic predication of what your future will be like.

lol...you made me laugh Thanks...I needed that.

I'm so sorry you are having such a hard time. I know this isn't a consolation, but many, many of us, me included for sure, are here because we are lonely and feel lost in our own individual problems. Here, we can share our pain with others who will understand and will not judge us.

And as for the uneducated part, you are NOT uneducated by a long shot. You don't have to have formal education to be educated. You are self-taught and should be proud of that. I am an English teacher by trade, and you speak eloquently, have a large vocabulary, and make almost no mistakes with grammar or spelling. Those are not traits of an uneducated simpleton. My dad only made it to 10th grade, but he owned his own business and achieved a pilot's license. He didn't allow his education to limit who he was. You are smart...you have shown me every sign of that. You are NOT uneducated.

P.S.....I have been caught up in my own head again Mr. V. I will write you again soon.

Mr. V...I am officially educatedd and sitll working minimum wage work. My son's girlfriend has no college training and she is entering management positions. It has more to do with opportunities available to people at the right time, location, situations, contacts, etc, etc.

I have a university degree, a college diploma and three trades under me. Still could not get my foot in the door of any of the fields I schooled in. The piece of paper has very little to do with today's indication of a person's abilities or intellect. It is frustrating, demeaning, and stressful how the employment field is practiced today and the economy, population size, even what system of government influences all of your life issues.

The self esteem and confidence building is totally in our own hands during these hard times. I have very little confidence in myself also and I often see myself as totally lacking in skills and useless to employers, nobody wants me, I am worthless in the work force. I do know though, that these are my own thought patterns and only I am capable of changing them. Life is dealing us lots of evidence to support our negative thoughts and feed into our low esteem, but only we can be willing to fight back against the damaging thought patterns we feed ourselves. Nobody else can do it for us. Find some songs that mention fighting back, winning a battle, being strong, surviving, etc, and listen to these songs. I like The Change by Garth Brooks and I'm A Survivor by Destiny's Child. Anything that you can think of that will help your thoughts redirect or remind you of keeping the faith...not faith in the world but faith that you can beat the thought patterns. It is a starting point. If nothing else...please remember that I and many others here, are supportive of your struggles. We all want to maintain some dignity and mental self control and sense of pride. Everyday coming is a new day to change and every day gone is another day survived. I am there for you. Lots of hugs

hmm..... idk if i have upset some, -- and idk if the conduct with it... and worse yet, i am not aware nor is it pointed out what i did wrong...



and idk.... i hope i just did not make a mistake by asking again.....

just trying to show caring... perhaps i did something wrong..

i can see, i can understand why, but those are my thoughts on me-- so it leaves me in a linguring wondering of "what and why" due to i am not in the other's head.....

idk-- perhaps i was mistaken... i don't think i was, but perhaps i was--

Beauflow I don't think you could hurt anyone intentionally...no way. And a mistake if made is just that, a mistake...ain't no-one that wouldn't forgive you. Big hugs B.

I ache all over today. I'm not a very good friend either. Maybe it's lazy to click the hug button, but sometimes it's hard to know what to say.

I look at your picture and all I can think of is what you did with her...to her. So what does that say about you?

Ran out of thoughts. Ran out of steam, I'll be back later in the week.

Mr V sometimes when it seems everything is just dark no matter how hard I've been trying I pull out my favorite escapist fantasy DVD's and just get away for awhile. It doesn't change any thing but it helps me feel better for a bit. For me the ultimate escape is the Star Trek world, I have my favorite series and go to a place where "niceness" always won the day. Do take care, you do matter.

Happy Monday Everybody! I hope it will be a good day!

I thought I was on an uphill climb, but apparently I've slid so far back down that I don't feel like I'll ever get out again. I feel so sad.

So freaking confused. Do I give in and go back, not knowing what will happen? Or do I try to stay "independent," from him, not knowing what will happen. Boinked either way, I'm sure.

Got another bill paid (partially), another med picked up, doc seen and prescription renewed, a nap put in and a good supper thrown together. Got more accomplished than I thought.

I don't like it when people twist my words round.

You know I get it.....

Dear Young Woman I had the misfortune to see today, You have been sold a bill of goods. The sheer grey footless pantyhose you were wearing, without underwear, instead of pants in 40 degree weather with a waist-length jacket exposed your entire lower half for the world to see. I could see that you were slim, but with some serious jiggle that I can guarantee you won't get better with age. In fact it was your pink-from-the-cold, wobbly, bobbly, wiggly, jiggly bouncing buttocks that I could clearly see through your pantyhose-masquerading-as-pants that not only caught my attention but made a little throw up come into my mouth. The first few times I saw you and your sisters doing this in public I thought "oh, they can't possibly know that they are exposing themselves". But if that is the case, why is every single one of you also wearing a waist length jacket? I haven't seen this many waist length jackets since the 70s.

I urge you to reconsider your attire. I can't imagine a decent man would want his girlfriend to parade around basically half naked. And I also can't imagine why you'd want to give peeks at your privates to every Tom, **** and Harry. Please, keep your cracks and crevices to your own private self.

Signed,
My eyes are scalded

Uhh...ICkid...might it be possible these were uhh,...work uniforms? Y'know? Like workin' gals?...c'ain't tell if yer funnin' or not...

That said...some folks'll suffer for their fashion vision...n'matter who they be.

Why did I ever come back to Texas and why did they build the Golden Gate bridge halfway across the damned country...

slice slice slice, shake, squirt, squirt, squirt, spreeeeaaad, spreeeaaaad, spreeeaaad, slice slice slice, lay, lay, lay, grab, toss, grab, toss, grab, toss, sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle, open slide, close, push, push, push push, tear, peel, peel, peel, pinch, pinch, pinch

Can you imagine doing this for 8 hours?

Make me one of whatever that is!!! Guiness world record attempt submarine san.? Morning Nicks...a lot like building car parts all day minus the organic squishy sounds...zenlike or madhouse mundania...there'll be days of both... [quote] aye th' proletariat, it is only we who sample the fullest gamut of life between pleasure and pain...and we are the richer for it.*grin* From some guy who ain't slept all night and prayin' for Zen hisself...

Cheers Nicks...keep on keepin' on!