StoryJunkie
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gar, missed it. That's what I get for being a junkie. Ah, well, from the paperless gutters, I salute you. You are at the worst age any man can be. Insurance rates will only get better. Wanna spank or two? I'm sure you'll enjoy it as much as I.
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Some characters are defined by their clothes. (Superman, et al)
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It's Friday the 13th, hon.
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Huckleberry Finn Chapter XL
...and here was Aunty pegging away at the questions, and me a-shaking all over and ready to sink down in my tracks I was that scared; and the place getting hotter and hotter, and the butter beginning to melt and run down my neck and behind my ears; and pretty soon, when one of them says, "I'M for going and getting in the cabin FIRST and right NOW, and catching them when they come," I most dropped; and a streak of butter come a-trickling down my forehead, and Aunt Sally she see it, and turns white as a sheet, and says:"For the land's sake, what IS the matter with the child? He's got the brain-fever as shore as you're born, and they're oozing out!"
Never keep butter under you hat
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Ah, yes, thanks for the focus, Agaib. You would be a formidable opponent in debate. I can't see it being legalized. But if anyone takes it to a higher court then, by all means. They may soon legalize prostitution in Canada. It was a reaction to all the murders in Vancouver. Canadian law allows it, but you cannot solicit it...but I digress. Law making is no fun, but I guess at one time, there wasn't that many restrictions. At other times, WAY too many. People change all the time.
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Interesting concept Tigerman. What came to mind then, (like a curiously faceted shiny thing) ARE Male and Female negative labels? I considered it as if they could be....nah...all that's coming to mind was that cheesy episode on STNG where Riker falls for this androgynous chick, and "her" people "fix" her so that she remains androgynous.
I wonder if in reality (on another plane of existence) we are not male or female at all, but something entirely different. Like...friends.
Yeah. I like that label. (and the Campbell's soup label)
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YOu are all having altogether too much fun!
I insist upon spanking. SPANKING!!!! (Where are your sensibilities?)
Ass pain is directly correlated to memory. Everyone knows that.
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It's been a while since I saw it.
Sephiroth, of course, (something about the way he looked at Cloud--the artists did a really good job getting that cold glare down right)...although it would have been Vincent if it wasn't for those ridiculous shoes and the strange way he held that child....although I guess it was all innocent and such, him being a dead guy.
I got gooseflesh when Bahamut showed up. Incredible presence.
The cell phone ring chime was priceless.
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I found Eve's post quite touching.
While reading the thread all kinds of ideas and postulations came to mind, but it all went out the window. That was an awesome post.
*gathers thoughts...
Some of the comments made about labelling should be reconsidered in my opinion, since there is a difference in naming something or someone, and labelling, which is more like what bullies do in the playground ("Four-eyes!") (I got that alot. I could feel my status amoung others plummet, like a baseball falling from the sky.) Labels have the potential to damage as much as define.
And I noticed "Amazon" wasn't on there (I probably wouldn't have picked it, but it came to mind when both Pixagi and Zombie stated that some of the things they do and like to do are male rather than female.) HIstorically speaking, however, "Amazon" in itself is a misnomer that in this society has become to be known as a tall, strong beautiful war-like woman with big breasts who prefer other women and submissive men.
In reality, it was the name the Greeks gave a tribe whose women participated in war (to the Greeks it was taboo for a woman to participate in such things. Sparta was for MEN! so a war-like woman surprised them), by cutting off their right breasts so that their bow would be unimpeded. "Amazon" is Greek for "breast-less" Which is diametrically opposed to the modern day idea of Amazon. I blame "Wonder-Woman" for turning everyone's head into mush. The real Amazon did not love a submissive man, but....hang on, have I gone off topic...Oh...My...
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but there was something wrong with that sentence structure. Was it Saturday or the man who had tree branches duct-taped to it?
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Think of the divorce rate, Pixagi. There would be more divorce lawyers than farmers if that were the case. Ideally, that would be nice. I could rely on one guy to work around the house, another to bring in the bread, a woman to clean another to cook and others to tend the children.
But everyone may not be satisfied with that. Who decides who gets the car and what kind of car, and what color the kitchen should be and ...well, we all have different tastes, and some people don't like security, they like risk-taking. Some are very independent and would rather be hermits....I could go on about the differences and all the moving factors that will rain on your parade. I've been through a couple of estate messes, and let me tell you, guys fight over extension cords. Even old guys.
The idea, though, of taking care of one another, now THAT is what we all yearn for. Some people have started whole entire communes regarding this sub-conscious need of ours to live communally. I'm afraid there are always going to be rules about such things, and well, there's an old saying: "You can please some of the people some of the time...." (Or is that "fool" some of the people....?) meh, I don't mean that to sound like an insult, I'm just wandering inside my head.
What if what you want to attain was possible but only at the price of something precious?
Ah, the premise of a wonderful story....
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sorry, Pixi girl, I hate labels too.
Too often they delineate lines over which most 3 year olds want to cross, and then, KABOOM! Another world war is begun. I did not ever define myself as anyone but who I am. To learn words is to learn treachery. What others thought of me was never anyone's business. I keep to the shadows and dream of hunting the fox to but stroke his fur.
Our imaginations are captured by things and we obsess with them, and in this, there is danger, possibly blood, and death. As soon as I think the things others think of me, or what I think other think of me, I am less of who I ought to be.
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I'm officially calling shenanigans on this one folks. First, it was published through a Canadian source, second, trying to keep universities who are working on classified projects to keep those projects safe is nothing new, and third, I've not heard a thing about this from anywhere else. If the FBI was trying to enforce draconian laws on U.S. college campuses you can be sure that someone would be screaming bloody murder.
Instead only a few schools were listed, and while they are rather prominent ones, they are also ones that the FBI would probably already have a presence on, simply because they do work on sensitive projects for the government. In return, the government helps fund top of the line labs. This is hardly news of any sort.
Keeheehee...Americans are the last to know.
We've got those strange coins that get into unsuspecting American tourist's pockets, you know!
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To me, homophobia is something only men suffer from. I've never heard of a woman suffering from it But perhaps I am wrong.
I guess what I was thinking at that moment was this: some dark and dreary night, and within a cheerily-lit building, a party of the 1930's sort going on,....with a three piece band, and foot-stomping polkas in which, if a woman was short a male partner, she just up and grabbed the next nearest women, and no one in the place was any freaked.
I would imagine that if two men got up to dance, there'd of been a bloody nose or two, or at least a great deal of teasing. Two women dancing together...even as a child in the sixties, this was not an unusual thing in our community. No one knew what "Lesbian" meant (that's for the higher ups: those with classical education, not us peasants) At any rate, as I was growing up, men didn't dance together, but it was totally acceptable for women to dance together.
Mind you, this was at a time when it was still okay for a 30 year old man to marry a 14 year old girl.
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Does this have anything at all to "You caught teh gay" thingy that was happening in some random Game thread?
meh. Lets see. If I've met any gay person, I certainly had NO clue whatsoever, since I don't ask people when I meet them: "are you gay?" or, "are you straight?" I did stare at a gay guy once, who had come to church, and was clearly very ill, and his partner was practically carrying him everywhere, and I finally clued in after a bit, the wheels of my mind slowly turning: "Hey, is this guy gay or something?" But it was sad, really. All I wanted to do was hug him, but only because he was so ill. HOwever, it is not in my nature to actually hug people (amazing how I gave birth to five children, I must tell you that story sometime)
I'm totally clued out as to why people are the way they are, or why they choose to label themselves and one another in such ways.
To me, homophobia is something only men suffer from. I've never heard of a woman suffering from it But perhaps I am wrong.
Do I suffer from it? Maybe I do. I've never been tested really. The world is all about me, you know, not anyone else. HAHAHAHAHAHA! <- maniacal laughter.
And the term? Well, you heard me. No idea. How about Queenaphobia for those fearful of transvestite queers? or Flamingqueenaphobia for those fearful of flaming fags? Or how about Fagophobia, just for the succinctness of the word rolling off the tongue?
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Do I have it? I think they start merging or some damn thing. The repercussions could be lugubrious. (is that a word?) (And oops, we weren't quite in Van at the time. Just near Hope)
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SUCKS!
My neighbor (from long ago) had dual citizenship, so her and her husband and boys had no problem moving to Washington (State), so they could both be near their parents. (Her parents in Oakbank (I think) and his parents in Abbostford) He's a psychology prof and she's a bookkeeper. She lived in Indonesia for a while too, (her parents were missionaries) But I've never thought of her as American really. Full fledged California girl, yes. Man, I miss those Richard Scarry books I used to read to her kids. "BAd Pie-rats!
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ah. I LOVE sushi. I was on my way to Van on the 21st, and happened to buy sushi around the time you were. Coincidence? I THINK NOT!!!
ARGH!!!! we're starting to be like sisters!!!!!
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Quit being so sick, you sickie!
I'll spank the damn things out of you, that ought to fix the problem!
SEriously, did the doctors tell you to keep away from rhubarb and spinach? That's what they told my dad when he had that. (The cyst is a mystery to me. I've never had one and I know nobody who has had one) (So no free advice from me, eh?)
When my gall bladder kept spewing out stones (they were cholesterol based, not mineral based) I looked up some info in my Biology text and it said something about minerals and cholesterol coming out of precipitate, so I wasn't drinking enough fluids. Kidney stones are usually mineral based, so you are probably taking too much minerals. BAck off on those vitamin supplements. I know you're taking them!!!!
If you are not anemic, you don't need iron. Most stones are calcium based though, so if you are taking calcium....well, just ease off there, dudette. Calcium goes right through you if your body decides it doesn't need it or it can't metabolize it (works in conjunction with Vitamin D)
Oh, and heads up on the scar tissue. You will probably have to pass that as well.
Another "Oh", I'm Catholic, and there's always a very good reason for suffering. If not for you, then for the world. The spiritual plane is one intimately tied to the physical one. You have to take that suffering and use it for a purpose. You have to find that purpose and cling to it. It is the only way. And you are never a burden. YOu are indeed one to whom we owe many things, which we cannot fully appreciate at this moment, for this realm is grey. The realm to come will be the one full of vibrant color, made so by the hooves of many horses.
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I think its probably a yes to that question.
The gov't is conducting a study as to how to make things better, but I dont' see any improvements in the near future. The study is drawn out over 3 years.
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I haven't written anything for ages. Got caught up in the well, its a long story, anyway, eldest made a demo reel, and had Stargate Atlantis come knocking on her door, and number 2 just had her cap and gown tonite, and wouldn't you know it I'm about to go PMS-ing pretty damn soon, I can feel it in my bones, so I'm looking for rattlesnake head to bite down on for the next little while.
Things happen. Sometimes you just aren't meant to write. Sometimes you aren't meant to read. Sometimes, you are just meant to be. I'm not going to worry about it. Hell, I never worried about it for the entire time I was raising my family and had nothing to write...hang on a tic. There was that drug abuse, and the weird cult, and even that murder....well, Sometimes life is just too damn interesting
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so,...21? for the 5th time?
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I don't know, little one. Life is sometimes a great tragedy.
My grandmother told me the story of a woman who had children from a previous marriage, yet her second husband wouldn't even allow her to feed those children, only the ones he made with her. Bizarre. Although that has nothing whatsoever to do with your story, it reminded me of this one. People are strange sometimes. Sometimes, the reasons are very apparent. Righteousness can be a hard thing, I think.
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Immigration rules suck.
We have an electrical engineer from Tanzania working for us and one of his visa restrictions was that he couldn't work without something or other but we had to pay him what his education was worth. (*Wha....a?) so...yeah. I'm sure American schools are okay, but meh, if you are a doctor somewhere else in the world, expect to drive taxi here. (frickin mumbo jumbo is what I thought it all added up to.)
Very bad immigration rules.
Happy Birthday ZombieDuke
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yes. Yes. Happy birthday, you depraved yaoi freak. I ought to spank you for that vision of Link you gave me.