ask_someone_who_cares__ie_me blah-ze i need something to tear me away from thinking about the 6 hours of study a day that i am not doing but should be doing, so ask me a question. side note: i am not expecting anyone to actually write here. i don't know why i am doing this. please, kill me. 030919 ... blah-ze and free cell won't let me win. 030919 ... blah-ze if anyone happens to read this: i bet you wre expecting to find a sarcastic, overdrawn hate-filled commentary on the proliferation of ask_that_idiot_over_there-type blathes. and you were mistaken. whoops, i think this just degenerated. 030919 ... endless desire how do you become happy? 030919 ... blah-ze i become happy whenever i am around people who i know care and who i care about. events, actions, conversations around them always seem to be a million times better than with anyone else. conversely, imposing isolation on myself makes me unhappy. btw, thankyou whoever you are. you have been elevated to a god in my backyard. work has begun on an endless desire shrine and street parade. i have no idea who you are but i do believe i will worship you for eternity. that said, if i ever see anyone i think is you stalking me, i will shoot without warning. 030920 ... Death of a Rose blah-ze, haven't written a little encouragement note to you yet. Bad me. Please, describe for me, in 500 words or less, the dialectic effect of pondering too closely to winds coming off lake michigan. Or just tell me how you're doing. 031015 ... endless desire little do you know, blah-ze, that i already am stalking you. . . look behind you. yeah that's right. hi. 031015 ... nick I become happy when I do the right thing. When I make the right decisions, and people I love come back to me and they say "I don't know how, and I was worried, but everything worked out. Thankyou." I've been weeping for joy for three days because maybe I saved her life, my life, his life, and the lives of her beautiful children... Funny thing is I wrote about it on blather, and now I can read it... and weep :) endless, You've got support here. Never forget that you are special and loved. I don't know you or your pain, but your words resonate in me. Life is made of pain and joy. I get dumptruckloads of joy because I want all my garmonbozia. You can't love life if you hate the pain and love the joy... somebody once said to me "it sounds like it's time for you to get to livin'." 031019 ... blah-ze (to endless) ahhhh!... where did you come from!?! *struggles to find peashooter* 031019 what's it to you? who go blather from