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  • I haven't read any Terry Pratchett, but from what I can gather I really should. Sounds lovely though; at least you have somewhere to dump bodies.

    That does look quite beautiful. Kind of makes me regret not making it further south than Dubrovnik thus far. I guess you might like it here?

    I only ride the former. I used to go out quite a bit but cars are so much more convenient (not to mention faster) for getting around. I've decided it's time to get back into it though, partly because I enjoy it and partly because exercise is a good thing, damnit.
    Is that a beach on a river? Kinda looks that way. Are you going to bake yourself or have a swim?

    I know the feeling though; It's like an itch that you just have to scratch..

    I am still at work, yes, though I finish in about 45 minutes. I'm hoping the weather holds up so I can go out for a bike ride.

    Enjoy the "beach" ;)
    And good morning to you too!

    A car, maybe. A train though? Not so much ;) If you can leap over buildings then Capoeira must be more badass than I thought.

    I'm guessing you're not back in the office just yet though?
    Ah ha! All becomes clear, though you don't appear quite as super-human in terms of your lack of need for sleep as you did before. I assumed (wrongly...) that being in Serbia you'd have vaguely similar hours to me.

    And you're spot on there, my bed is in a whole different room :eek: It did become a viable alternative to the PC just before your last message, however.

    You must be wrapping up for the day then?
    Well, assume each star was a wish, and I used them all up.

    Except for that last one there. It's my preeeeeciousss.
    There wasn't a desired reaction at the time to be honest, or at least, I can't remember what it was :D

    As long as it's causing some kind of confusion or uncertainty then that's fine with me. I am entertained by the image of arguing with someone whilst also patting them on the back though.

    Are you also procrastinating sleep?
    I'm not surprised that you like it actually..

    I decided my old one was too personal, too common and lacked any expression. Sometimes words are inadequate.
    Haha yes, the real world. Actually, I said to my girlfriend, a total extrovert, that I thought the whole world was fake and I just engage in it for kicks... later she told me she was so appalled by my "negativity" that she almost got up and walked off. But she doesn't get it does she, there's a whole different world we exist in :smoker:
    The outer world is um, hideously hideous, draining and still doesn't quite feel real. But hey, my roamings got me a girlfriend and hence regular hot sex, so it's not all bad :D Good to get in touch with my INTPness again though, and if I didn't say so before, nice write up on the horrors of the 9-5
    Hmmm...I don't know about cool but she's the most stoic, aggressively capable, and determined person I know.
    It's funny how much joy one get out of the small things. There's a bird [thrush] who everyday just hops into my lounge and looks up at me until I give him a grape, he just sits there and eats it then hops out and flies off. I named him Buddy..

    Sorry for the tangent, as the consensus below seem to agree upon it is a nice avatar.
    To this day my mother just nods and says, "I told you that you looked like a rabbit's ass from behind". :D
    Yeah, I think you are right. That bird could kick my ass. When I lived in Alaska and I was 8 my mother wouldn't let me go outside with one of those winter hats with the poof ball on the end. She was convinced it looked like a rabbit tail and some Raven or Owl would attack my head. She was never one of those paranoid type of mothers so I listened to her.

    When I was 10 there was a series of attacks by an Owl. One guy lost an ear and another women lost an eye. After the 4th attack in 3 weeks they figured out that all the people attacked were wearing a winter hat with a poof ball on the back. :phear:
    I just look at that pathetic bird and I want to punt it like the feathery little ball that it is.

    Would it squawk? Probably humorously so.
    I speak mali sebrski hehe, I have Serbians in my family. Or at least my father is married to a Serbian.. They consider me family, welcomed me with open arms when I visited them. So I consider them family. So her mother is my baba, hehe.

    They live on the outskirts of Prokuplje. All the way up on a hill.
    I can only say a few things on Serbian.
    We are given genetic dispositions. What we want is not truly what we want, but what is given to us. The Greedy are forced to be Greedyand some are naturally "evil".
    ...I wonder.

    I have always worked on the premise that everything has a purpose; Our actions included. We are "pushed" to desire life and comfort but yours seem to be a conflict of differing comforts. You desire it because the view comforts you [even as a non-survival attachment]. There is no other explanation but there is still the question of why we want to obtain comfortability[if my definition is correct].

    Therefore, it is not a matter of whether one strives for comfort or not---we all do---but the matter of how and what things have affected our view of comfort.
    But isn't this search for happiness a comfort as well? Doesn't that make pain a comfort as well? Psychological pain.
    I am guessing you have encountered near-death experiences? Those thoughts, do they multiply as death becomes the more rational possibility?

    Do you consider "survival" as an auxiliary value? What attachment of yours attaches you to your life?

    ----

    The most encompassing word for this value is still probably comfort. Psychological, financial and physical pain, when looked at their value in my viewpoint, is the same. It all leads to trying to maintain the most built-over-time stability.

    I do not want discomfort, do you?
    You don't value your survival?

    My glass is still empty. Yet, when the time comes, I think I will be forcefully attached to this comfort, this most traditional standard.
    Do I find The Observer annoying? Not really, no. We are one. I think a lot of people could benefit from accepting their inner observer.
    Oh gosh, in three days? xD I salute you, my dear. Good job there.

    Well, if languages are more so a hobby and passion than a practical skill to you... It's good that you can pick them up quickly if you're in a foreign place; has that ever happened to you, when you had to learn quite a bit within a couple of days?
    Oh my goodness xD I would take that as a compliment as well. Do you often scare him with "So, I saw you on that website yesterday.. tsk..."
    I do indeed have a thing for French, my dear. In fact, I GOT A 100 ON MY REGENTS.
    It's a test, the regents.
    And the test result made me quite happy. But anyway; only second to writing, speaking in French is my second-most favorite way to express myself.
    I'm not totally fluent, I still have much to master, yet I can't help but adore the language.
    Do you know any? :D
    I am trying.

    But it seems to me that pure evil has two sides.

    One is he who cannot feel pain, and the other he who is eternally pained.

    I think I have nigh acheived the second, I only wish the first was within my reach.
    Hello!
    I do like your little slogan thing, or whatever it is.
    All I know that it's in French.
    And thus, I like it.
    Have a nice day, dear.
    I was thinking of something along the lines of over-active imagination. Which is basically what you said anyways (over-active imagination is similar to Raging P.)
    I don't really know what you meant by that, nor I am not going to assume anything yet.
    Ahaha, thats grand!

    Grandmothers are at their best when at their worsts and hags are always so much more endearing than the typical old batty lady.

    You'll do better!

    (I just envy your grandkids... Or do I pity them? ... )
    Have you confused blessing with curse my dear?

    Is it not a fairy-tale for and old man to do the blessing, and haggish old woman to do the curses?

    Are you at all haggish, or do you fulfil the godmother role?

    Yes, you may have deflated his ego a tad...
    'Welcome, and I hope you grow up'

    My dear, I could not have cut a deeper wound myself.

    I am caught between holding my eyes away in fear and disgust, and staring avidly with marvel and admiration.
    A middle-aged woman, wearing grey robes, and a grey face, and grey hair. Her eyes are empty, her movements lifeless, she never smiles.
    I take my knife out:
    "Shall we dance My Lady?"
    She screams.
    I grin.

    And thus? She binds you tighter with each thrust, each twist, each pull till your breath is short. She'll make you pay for every last smudged drop of her grey. But you know that already.:cat:
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