May 28th, 2002

(I've tried patience)

Bounce! Not.

Said this to asrana last night but it bears repeating* - it's once again reached the point where there's nothing to carry on for, but there's nothing to do but carry on.

wildeabandon lent me a book on Saturday which involved physically but not mentally identical twins (eventually one male, one female). I am currently discovering what it's like to know mentally identical twins (one male, one female) who aren't actually related. It's bizarre, extremely disconcerting, and makes me want to stay out of contact so I don't have to watch them being identical.
I would like to hide, now, please.
I do love you all lots, as you know, but I'm seriously considering backing out of the internet again. Partially I expect *because* I love you all lots.
Sigh.

So, yes. No point in anything and nothing to look forward to, even the things I should be looking forward to, and so on. Cheerful, isn't it? I'm sorry.

If only this *were* just melodramatic angst and I *didn't* really mean it.

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* Because at least when I decide to quote something I've said before and liked the sound of, I don't try to pass it off as something original.
  • Current Music
    Ruth in the hall.
(I've tried patience)

(no subject)

~wince~ I just got *this* close to posting a confession of fallen-for.
I think I'm just being silly again. I'm sorry. ~sigh~ I wish I were happier, it would make things a lot less irritating for you all.

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  • Current Music
    "I Dreamed A Dream" from Les Miserables.
(I've tried patience)

No matter how upset I am...

...it all seems to dissolve in the face of how much I care about some people.
Really, I'd drop everything and come and bring you flowers/hugs/whatever* if I thought for a moment it would help.

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*Or indeed a big sharp stick. Of course.
  • Current Music
    Ruth's song that she wrote.
(I've tried patience)

And once again...

...I spectacularly fail to get things right.
Much more and I'll just stop trying.

At least nobody can accuse me of not caring. Hah.

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  • Current Music
    'Stand By Me', Ben E. King.
(I've tried patience)

~amused~

Wandering through various surveys, I find my answer to the question
"What sport do you enjoy playing?"
is often
"Verbal fencing".

So true.

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  • Current Music
    Something by Kosheen.
I can fly!

Or, er, not?

My head hurts, now, too.

And I just fixed a computer for someone.
"It's frozen!"
"No, it's just running ScanDisk, give it a minute."
"Aaaah! It's got a blue box with stuff in!"
"Press 'F'."
"Won't that break it?"
"No, it's fine. Now press 's'. There you go."
"Weird. Computers never freeze on me."
"...."

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  • Current Music
    Ruth's song.
I can fly!

Sigh.

This post was unfair.

I am still angry and hurt and unhappy, but I won't be catty about it.
Except to hide and lick my wounds of course.

But if there were going to be a final straw, that would have been it.

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  • Current Music
    'Blurry', Puddle Of Mudd.