Bye....this time forever.
 

Srsly. I shant return.

So...

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I will not join you. But have a nice life.

Your choice. But you do, you know, have a choice.

Did someone shant in here?

I've been to hell. They said I was too bad for them and sent me to the Cellar.

So it's not forever, then.

Oh for pity's sake.*shakes head*

Hurrah. :rolleyes:

And so, as the sand through the hourglass falls.....

Boomerang John will be back. A zebra does not change its spots - Al Gore

"Boomerang John"

Hahahahhahaaa ... I love that.

He had the opportunity to learn something in this latest exchange. To grow. But he got uncomfortable and couldn't take it. It's too bad. He could have come out a better person than he was a day ago.

He may still, if he learned from it.

Oh, for fuck's sake...

Dude, just do what you've been doing. Post your videos, make your jokes. Just stop telling people to fuck their mother, and don't be butthurt when people throw your rocks back at ya.

You pissed me off. Royally, but, in the end, big fucking deal. Pissing me off ain't the hardest thing to do. Hopefully, I'll live long enough to get over it. It won't be today, but, sometime. Prolly.

Were you really that upset by this Martian saying, "fuck your mom"?

To be clear, I'm not defending him, and I could give a fuck if he never comes back (I think we all know he will).... But it didn't seem like a big deal in that thread. You could surely get over it today. You know how mal-adjusted he is, and that he didn't actually mean that you should slowly peel you mothers nighty off of her shoulders, kiss her gently, and push her back onto the bed.... Etc.... It was like, go fuck yourself.... Not literal.

Right? Thank you, jim. :)

mal-adjusted he is. So long, good by, I hope.

Because none of the rest of us are mal-adjusted?

Good point

all, we are. also few social skills many of us have .

But we're not all attention-whoring mentally-pre-teen hissy-fit-throwers who are intolerably irritating and who learn nothing when called out on our behavior time after time.

Oh, yes I am! :)

go fuck your insurance provider

Anyway, I'm not inclined to throw him to his own wolves just because a guy who also used to sit at the uncool table raises his bloodied fist. I stood up for him, too. I'll throw him to the wolves based on my own distaste, when it may become against popular opinion.

Oh, the one I pay a weeks pay for? Ok.

hmmm, screwed anyway, I see your point. What about your librarian?

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So, I don't know. ..my ceiling buckled from the weight of all the rain tonight. I beat myself fuckl3ss. All I really 3ant is to die. It's petty and selfish and I don't give a fuckl3ss all I really want is to stop being tested for whatever reserve of strength I'm supposed to have left. So there's the real fucking truth and do t worry my coward as will still be here tomorrow but to ight I'm so fucking sick of it all. Warm thoughts for your warm homes no matter how it gets paid for.

I'm sorry, infi. That sounds like it sucks so bad...

I'm being upset and dramatic. It does suck, but thanks to friends I'm reminded this is nowhere near the last straw. Bad time of year, and me thinking I have a handle...when handles are hard to come by. So are ceilings.

Nothing to see here. I'm ok. Blurting.

And my friend monster? I don't know what I'd do without her to talk me off the ledge.

fuck your ledge provider? ;)

Giggle. Thanks my friend. I'm very grateful for you. :)

Srsly, one foot, other, alternate.

You have an insurance provider. Call them ASAP tomorrow, or maybe even now and leave a message. Then go to warm dry bed in warm dry clothes and lie awake all night like me ;) It's the new black

Hugs Infi. And what Monster says. X

Sent by thought transference

And dream a little dream of me. :D

I love you guys. Jesus I'm hard on myself. Even acts of gawd I can trace back to my inability to deal with life...and some of that is fact. But if not for my family and you all...there would be no reason left to have some belief I matter.

So now, to dream a little dream. ..of sexobon. Lol.

On the positive side, it'll be easier to change the lightbulb, no?

:bolt:

Life can be a dick at times

That's deep.

Is there a confession coming on? We have a thread for that you know.

Good work everyone, keep at it.

If I could keep it up, I wouldn't be hanging around here. :o

Really? Really????

For such a large man, you are a very small person.

Hasn't this bull shit gone on long enough? IMHO

hey, Infi, what did your insurance provider say?

You're going to have to spell this one out. What was small about that? I think you over reacted to a predictable comment made by a predictable person. Was it the image of your supposed edipal coitus that has your shorts riding up? Again, I didn't think he meant it in a literal way at all. So what's the problem, cupcake?

Infi hasn't posted in the Cellar Dreamin' thread. I didn't make the dreams cut. :sniff:

:D

I know I've said before I cannot deal with the things in life that most people just deal with...like normal everyday shit. As my ceiling didn't collapse, I poked a hole in it to get the water to drain as much as possible, I put a bucket under it and haven't done anything but worry and fret about it since. There must a dozen ways to not deal with this, including a giant scheme in which I end up dealing with it in a complicated way anyway. What, just pick up the phone? Then I'd have to talk to them. Then they'd have to come over. Then I'd have to get estimates. Then they'd deny me. Then I would be expected to argue.

I. Can't. Deal. This is why I had a major meltdown and it wasn't the worst thing ever. So enter, stage left, my continued hate for myself.

Oh, I'm a lovely gal. I am. :(
It wouldn't be fair to you to have me consider you, even in a dream. I wouldn't wish that on either the most patient person on earth nor on my worst enemy.

But if I WERE to dream a little dream of someone I'd try to give you a guest appearance, nothing to sign, no obligation.

Wow, I totally hijacked John's Bye Thread? I guess that's fitting.

Goddam I'm fucking tired.

If it makes you feel better at all, I still haven't told my landlord about the water coming through the bathroom ceiling.

I swear stuff like that - the whole making calls thing. It can take me months to work up the mental energy to make a phone call. I see something like the leak in the bathroom and I just go straight to wanting to sleep just at the thought of having to deal.

If this is a common feeling, there should be a service that deals with this kind of anxiety. People that understand how some folks get overwhelmed dealing with life's hurdles, and will take point for you. Make those calls, confront the contractors, and push you gently along the path. Not as involved as a life coach, but just to be there for these situations. Some people thrive on this shit.

I procrastinate sometimes with stuff like this... like I have a pile of medical bills for co-pays from having an HSA that I need to call and sort through... I'd just rather play Madden. But I would help you guys if I could for free... so someone must be willing to do it for a nominal fee?

Yeah. But you would have to call them to ask them to make the call for you.

or email them....

But they'd be really nice, and understanding

jinx had this same issue to a degree. I always did that kind of thing. I always said, 'she knows what she wants, and I know how to go get it' that's fucking teamwork.

I guess she just buckles down and does it now. She's moved 3 times, and bought a town house, so she must have.

I think I know that life!

Different strokes...

Teamwork can cut a lot of this kind of shit down to manageable size. It's nice/great/a lifesaver when someone else's strong suits dovetail with one's own areas of weakness, for whatever reason, no judging, srsly.

And you don't have to be married or coupled with the complementary person. A network of friends is a good place to look. Or family. Etc etc etc. That one guy that hiked to the north pole and all that other epic master of all trades, most interesting and accomplished man in the history of men, whatever. Good on him. I'm not that guy though.

The absolute key, though, is, you have to make your needs known to the person who can get it done. That's often harder than it sounds. "Hey can you help me with this thing, please?" That's necessary. We've all had somebody, probably mom, who could anticipate our needs and meet them without much from us, at least for
a time. Now we're grownups. We have to help ourselves at least as much as asking for the help.

I have more time and skill for actual roof repairs than I do for bird dogging someone else to do it. I'd do it for you for free, or at least look at it and tell you specifically what I thought you should be asking for. But the logistics are not in our favor this time.

But somebody around there can be that person. Seek them out, let them help. It's a big ask I know, I know, but I am sure it will be worth it.

Or just buck up and do it, like I don't. :o

Who the fuck is john sellers?

Just some asshole that shows up from time to time and stirs up shit.

you might know him as drax or maybe as datalyss

Oh riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.

yeah.