THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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last three weeks have been kind of tough without being able to see her or touch her. but if anything, our relationship is stronger than before. We've been even more open in our communications. Neither of us has attempted to hide or dissemble. She's sent me three sweet letters and a book. I've sent her a postcard, a package, and a letter. We are spending four days in my hometown this weekend. She gets to meet the rest of my immediate family and a couple close friends (including Mavis). we're going to camp out at a folk jamboree and drive around looking at waterfalls and hunt for agates and more fun stuff. I nver thought I would ever say this, but i have an amazing relationship with a wonderful woman who's crazy about me. so, with the world turning to shit, i have one bright star that rises above all teh filth and keeps me going. hope this isn't too sappy for y'all. |
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you totally deserve it, sem. i am really happy for you. and jealous :) |
I am honestly happy for you Sem. Nothing feels quite like it, huh? |
I might be a lurker now, and probably will be for a while... But damnit Sem.... Fucking congrats, I'm proud of ya man.... And all I have to say, is good luck, and keep rolling. |
Talk to you guys next week! |
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Oh let me tell this story...PUH-LEEZE? It's one of my favorites. So, I'm living in Columbus, OH finishing my master's, and dying to get back home and then to Atlanta to work on my PhD. The last thing I was concerned about was dating. But I get a response to my Nerve/Salon personal from llamaboy. A good ad, I think. Especially the picture..."Wow! He lives in a hobbit hole. I have to meet this guy." We went to the Blue Danube for our first date and I was totally impressed by his taste in music, sense of humor, and patience with my incessant need to check the NCAA tourney game every 10 seconds. Then we went out again for dinner. I told him about my plans for school and moving. I wasn't trying to give him a "hint" but I wanted to be honest. He sent me the nicest e-mail and I freaked out because I knew I didn't want to date, but I liked him too much to blow him off. So, I spent ALL DAY coming up with the best, "I just want to be friends" line. It was a great line too by the way. I thought so. So, then he took me to see P-Funk and sure enough, I started to regret having to tell him that. But I still thought the practical details would keep my heart at bay, isn't that what is supposed to happen? Ha! Anyway, I invited him out for dinner later that week and he told me that any night was good except Saturday. My immediate thought, "Shit. He's got a date." So, this next part sounds like I "set it up" but I really didn't. I invited him to bring The Young Ones over to watch after dinner. Yes, I wanted to spend more time with him, but I really didn't expect anything to happen. So we watched one video and then we flipped through the stations making fun of stupid TV things and then...well, he just wouldn't get off the couch. He had to work the next day so I figured he'd leave when he got tired but he didn't. So finally we start holding hands and cuddling and all that adorable stuff. I was getting an insomnia headache so I had him rub my head too which was nice. And the rest is...well, the rest is posted on here somewhere! Oh and Sarah, Sheila, Agatha, and whoever, if I fuck this up, I expect...no, I encourage and invite you down to kick my ass. I'll probably call you myself. I'm serious. |
i'll hold you to that statement, bet. |
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wow. it must be going well if you've been invited here. i'm assuming sem introduced you. never once did i consider introducing kevin to this playground, even though he was supposed to be The One. of course, he was introduced to a few folks in person in new orleans, but even so, he's too apathetic to go hunting for this place either. he has no idea what it means and obviously never cared. in any case, you are welcomed into the fold, but yeah, you best not fuck anything up because i won't need no invitation to come kick your sorry ass if you do ;) |
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He comes, he reads, he laughs, but he doesnt post. |
A little while back Sem and I were having one of those, "so what were you thinking when..." conversations and he sent me a couple of threads, the one started the morning after he wouldn't get off the couch and the one he started when he thought I was going to dump him (argh...I still cringe at the thought). Anyway, that was a little strange at first but fun...never have I seen so many nice things AND so many threats to my bottom in one place. I still read them sometimes. On my own I wandered into the threads about all of his previous dating adventures...now reading those was odd, but still fun, mostly because I got more into the gender debate and reading it against my journal and remembering what I was doing then. This place is fun though. Addictive too. And I knew sooner or later I wouldn't be able to keep my mouth shut. |
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i'm sure you were warned, kaz. you must be disappointed. our hazer must be broken. |
Did I do it right? It's been a long time and I'm not sure... Columbus, eh? Well, glad to have you here...you know, like, on the boards and setting up a nest in sem's heart and stuff. |
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So,a belated: Fuck you,you ass. |
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Hah! Sweet the hell on. Congrats toots. |
i take pride in being the first one to offend the newcomer. it means i havent lost my touch. |
wacky family, Elizabeth. Sem got me onto these boards as well. Anyone else on here because of the "Sub-Genius?" Anyway. I've actually seen kazzointoit in the flesh, and I'm really happy for the both of you. You have no idea how long I've heard Sem whine and moan about not being able to find the right woman. Five years now, at least. Good for both of you. If either of you fucks this up, you know your getting a collective beat down from all of us, L.A.P.D styley. |
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But then, some things don't change....I will never forget the heat Patrick laid on me on my first visit. Hello everyone!!!!!! What ever happend to Lucy???????? |
she put up a brave valiant battle but in the end, her soldiers were falling like flies, her general was shot up. she went down like a prize fighter. *waves bye bye to Cujo* |
The general was shot by the supporters of the troops. *waves hello to Eddie the Eagle* |
I don't recall any soldiers/allies.....she couldn't have had a general as she wouldn't take orders from anyone....she did fight a valiant battle.....but she should not have gone to a gun battle with a pocketknife. |
Deadmarsh (#1 winger) drilled his head into the boards taking himself out , Allison (#1 center) got charliehorsed by Rob Blake and Philipe Bouche (#1 denfenseman) got nailed with the puck in the eye. bad bad bad i saw game 6 in LA, when they beat the pants off the Avs, nothing like it...especially hearing 40,000 people chant "paaaaatrick paaaaaaatrick paaaaaaaatrick". considering how stoned and drunk i was, who could ask for more entertainment. |
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http://www.theknot.com/co_pwpa.html?coupleid=102211986617188 be glad when that's done, and we can get back to normal life. who knew it'd be so stressful! |
Margaret, Spider, Cz, Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Kalliope, Nerve worked, oh yes indeed it did. Dougie, I'm no longer in Columbus. I'm living in Lowell, MA. And I hope by best behavior you mean regular references to asssex or I'm going to get real bored, real quick. Nate, I'm pretty sneaky anyway. Yes, I was warned. I'll get over it. Patrick, I lied to you and so I take back what I said about you knowing *nothing* about me. Sem mentioned my cat/plant issue...that's more than a lot of people know. Antigone, yeah, bring her onto the boards. I hate being the new kid. Hate it. Skooter, hello again! If I missed anyone...oops So anyway, thanks for the lovely greeting. |
You guys are in my area! Now I know someone here who'll get all my retahded beantown references. |
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before and even made a couple friends, got laid a few times, but never anything grandoise. |
you embarassed aobut the nerve part? hey... directions to granny pegs! |
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sweet jesus nate, you're right... she's gotten away with a most unusual sorabji introduction. thank god patrick gave her a more appropriate welcome. just so you know kaz, most newbies run out of this place with blood oozing from their rectum from the figurative (and if they're really lucky, literal) butt fucking they get from this crew. |
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i have three...no... four words for you. crisco, cheeseburger, and duct tape |
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Nate, most folks know about the Nerve bit, but Madeleine's folks have avoided telling anyone about it, so we kept it off the website. Antigone, my mom grew up in Charleston. My grandpa was a doctor there. I haven't been back since we unveiled his tombstone back in high school. My grandma moved to Florida not too long after he died, like a good Jewish widow. |
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mom lives in New Hampshire now...at one point she wasn't too far from Seabrook. It's like yr driving and driving and then all of a sudden..right across that pretty field an old busted up power plant. I remember everyone having bumper stickers when I was a kid wanting to shut it down. God girl, yer making me miss Boston. I love it down here but it's so so different sometimes. |
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When he died, the funeral was quite an event; half the Jews in Charleston showed up, along with most of my relatives. Things were tense between my mom and my grandma, and I remember the graveside service seemed to drag on (he was buried with full military honors. Finally, they went to lower the casket into the ground, and, West Virginia being hilly and all, the ground where the lowering mechanism was resting wasn't quite level, and the casket lodged against the side of the grave. Everyone was horrified as the cemetary workers tried to dislodge it; eventually one of the workers got on top of the casket to try to push it down. At this point, my dad leaned over to me and whispered "where's your swiss army knife," sending us into a fit of muted giggles. Really, by the end the whole thing looked like it should have been narrated by Arlo Guthrie. |
Kaz, you get props for riding through the squayah. I avoid riding through there if I can. I'm more likely these days to ride out to Lechemere, where friend of mine work, and where I've been volunteering, or occaisionally to Central to take pictures. I'll ride to Harvard the back way from Porter, but I haven't been brave enough to cross the river yet. DL, I'd forgotten about Benson's Wild Animal Farm until now. That ranks up with the Edaville Railroad as New England attractions. |
That was like the little kids field trip. When we got older it was Old Sturbridge Village. We used to just sneak away from everyone else and hide behing one of the houses and smoke ciggarettes til it was time to go. Did you ever go to Weymouth Park? I think that's what it was called. With the old busted up wooden rollercoaster? I might totally be getting the name wrong. It was this amusement park near Leominster? With a big cartoon whale as its logo. Goddamn the flashbacks. |
Bensons was full of deep dark things you don't want to know. We used to have potato chip bags clipped into these display units and every morning we'd come in and throw out the ones on the bottom of the display because rats would eat through the bags to get delicious chips out. mmmmmm.... rats! I also got in trouble for throwing out moldy hamburger rolls one time. That was before the Spider ride dropped on a woman and she was left paralized. Oh the fun! |
Old Sturbridge Village Pilmouth Plantation.. I know a guy who works at Pilmouth and says his job is 'an actor who teaches history through the dramatic arts' |
Where in NH were you? I grew up in Winchendon..right on the border of MA and NH...near Rindge and Jaffrey. Then I went to high school in Tilton. ...sorta north of Concord. |
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reminded me. thats some funny shit. part of the scare of going on that coaster was when it was gonna collapse. i wonder if that place is still around or not. i havent been back up north in yeaaaaaars. |
When we went to Old Sturbridge Village all I remember was finding the bakery and eating cookies all day. |
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Just reminding me of the Pilmouth action. |
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I just finished reading a good book called Cape Random, about families on a small, isolated cape in Newfoundland in the early 1800s. It's a good read, and really gets to the conditions of the time. |
welcome to sorabji there. i think i picked up where all else failed. |
I can't think of unicycles without thinking of the guy around porter square who pushes his kid in a baby jogger while riding a unicyle. in traffic. and supermarket parking lots. |
im still laughing that theres an entire post about my hometown nostalgia. i didnt think there was anyone else from there. :P its kind of funny. i was working for this jewlery shop in town a few summers back and i snuck out for a smoke break real quick..as im walking down the block, i pass this man walking in the opposite direction towards me. we kind of do this 360 degrees thing and turn around. he was one of my teachers at the high school i went to in nh. he just happened to be in richmond on vacation. this world is incredibly tiny sometimes. i think ive found some sort of meaning in all the links. its part of the reason ive stayed here in richmond. theres been too many coincidences...like my past lifes (all the other towns ive lived in across the country) have kinda met up here. ahh shit, maybe im just getting older. |
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Kalliope, I have not even heard of your town. I've heard of Jaffrey because I have one vague memory of my friend's father making fun of it, saying that for fun they watch their trucks rust. And I have a big six-degrees-of-separation problem. After I moved back here in 1997 when I graduated from undergrad, I started finding all of these strange connections. I couldn't go anywhere without meeting someone who knew someone I knew in the most random way. It only got worse when I started meeting people over the internet...those connections were fucked up. The best was the first guy I met...for some reason we kept this anonymous thing going on and he gave me enough clues that I could call someone I knew who lived in his hometown, describe his family, and then find him on the internet. I thought I'd be safe in Ohio. Nope. Had a few bizarre connections there too. Wierd, wild stuff |
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fuck. lock your bikes well, kids. it's ugly out there. |
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Semmy, too cute. TOO CUTE. I'm so damn happy fer you guys. It's funny how meeting people in non-traditional ways tends to work out. I'll tell ya my story at some point. It's a goddamn doozie. |
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I just heard an ad for 'Edaville-USA', apparently Edaville railroad was not dead, only sleeping. All new rides and Thomas the Tank Engine in Carver MA. Yow! |
I am wicked impatient, but supah excited |
Kazoo, Sem, have a great weekend! |