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MEC wrote:

Scruffie wrote:Out of booze and the only way to get more is an hour walk, there and back, worth it?

The walk back will be better than the walk there.

faultless logic. also: walking and carrying enough alcohol = way more hours of walking time than drinking time, PLUS there's exercise so it's healthy! if you don't go, no time expended, but no exercise + no drinky.

Scruffie wrote:Man, i've been periodically following this shit and even i'm getting pissed off with her now, she's just dragging it out, it should have taken 3 trips maximum, how much shit does she have.

metric tons. that's a large part of the problem...life with her was halfway between an episode of "Storage Wars" and an episode of "Hoarders," so she has as much crap as you can cram into a 750 square fool house and still walk around. i literally packed about 2000 books yesterday. she's got a moving truck's worth of antique furniture she's collected over a forty-five year plus lifetime. tons of gardening supplies. it's not like we've been living in an apartment...we've been in a house together for ten years.

And bringing a long friends like that is not cool, just seems like a cry of 'Oh look I have new friends, they can see what *you're* like' Take pride you've not reverted to a 'group of friends' to help you, way I see it, bitching (not saying you're bitching, you know what I mean) on here is not the same as finding some group of 'like minded people' we're all diverse on here but she's gone straight to where she can get some attention and agreement.

i've actually not been taking it that way. at first it was part of her whole play-the-terrified-woman game where she had to bring Daddy along to protect her--which was pretty hilarious because her dad and i get along well and he's like 80 years old--and now it's just her getting someone to help. the fact that all she has is her family and people from her organized 12-step-type support groups is a source of a bitter schadenfreude to me; i pointed out to her in an argument awhile back when she said that i was so toxic that i drove everyone away from me by saying "then why do i have people who i've known since i was in high school calling me on the telephone and the only people who ever call you are people from your support group?"

Your mate will be a big help I think, go back out there and tear some shit up, get gigging, go drinking, meet yourself someone new, look forward to new things to come!

oh, yeah, i'm fucking DYING for him to get here. it'll be a lot more difficult to get glum when we're spending time playing, and there's so much different shit we can play. besides the bass/guitar thing we're going to be doing now, we played free music together when we were young--he would up playing with Ken Vandermark and some other luminaries for awhile--and have also done acoustic and electric rock projects together, he has a friend in Sacramento who'd go well in a 3-man frontline for a band with a vocal emphasis, and we could work up fake gypsy jazz and busk in Santa Cruz because he's an accomplished violinist. plus one of my oldest friends, what can i say? and it's bound to be especially good for me because i'm rather a wallflower when i'm by myself, and Daniel is much better an the whole social interaction thing. in our Chicago years i spent years happily travelling in his wake.

but i've been grieving like a motherfucker this week. seeing the actual structure of the life you've had for ages being dismantled in front of you is really awful. and i have no experience with this, because i was always the person who left before, with a few boxes of stuff and a couple of bags...i'm not really a collector of stuff. i'm not used to watching the home empty out and turn into a shell. it's quite heartbreaking. "there goes the bookcase full of books i've been seeing across the room for the last ten years."

dubkitty wrote:oh, yeah, i'm fucking DYING for him to get here. it'll be a lot more difficult to get glum when we're spending time playing, and there's so much different shit we can play. besides the bass/guitar thing we're going to be doing now, we played free music together when we were young--he would up playing with Ken Vandermark and some other luminaries for awhile--and have also done acoustic and electric rock projects together, he has a friend in Sacramento who'd go well in a 3-man frontline for a band with a vocal emphasis, and we could work up fake gypsy jazz and busk in Santa Cruz because he's an accomplished violinist. plus one of my oldest friends, what can i say? and it's bound to be especially good for me because i'm rather a wallflower when i'm by myself, and Daniel is much better an the whole social interaction thing. in our Chicago years i spent years happily travelling in his wake.

bro time is best time

Like the 5th time I scheduled a pickup from the post office and the mailman didn't pick it up.

Son of a bitch. >.>

and in another part of the organization they're wondering why they're losing money.

... oh... I think I didn't finish scheduling it this time. I didn't get an email.

God I'm stupid. >.>

dubkitty wrote: i pointed out to her in an argument awhile back when she said that i was so toxic that i drove everyone away from me by saying "then why do i have people who i've known since i was in high school calling me on the telephone and the only people who ever call you are people from your support group?"

man... argument over. No wonder she's hurt and kicking around herself when she got THAT SERVED

what a man... i love when people know how to argue. Not just pulling out random shit, making things up etc...


anyway... weather is so shitty right now...

dubkitty wrote:

MEC wrote:

Scruffie wrote:Out of booze and the only way to get more is an hour walk, there and back, worth it?

The walk back will be better than the walk there.

faultless logic. also: walking and carrying enough alcohol = way more hours of walking time than drinking time, PLUS there's exercise so it's healthy! if you don't go, no time expended, but no exercise + no drinky.

It turned out fine, the vodka just took a while to kick in, I blacked out... probably best that didn't happen on the walk.

You can walk incredibly far while drunk.

I have to be at work in 20 minutes. Blehhhhh

snipelfritz wrote:You can walk incredibly far while drunk.

I have to be at work in 20 minutes. Blehhhhh

Drunk-walk your way there and it'll be a good time

and you know, Axel, i put up with four years of that kind of stuff, because i was trying to save a relationship with someone i cared for when the relationship was dead, dead, dead because the person i loved had changed and didn't respect me any more. people have wondered why i'm so cynical, bitter, and easy to anger...i've been living with someone who found fault with pretty much everything i did or didn't do, especially for the last year when thhings really went to hell. i'm so torn between missing the person i loved and grieving the loss, and a massive sense of relief that now i don't have this Evil Mom judging me constantly and finding me wanting. she says her plan now is to have all her stuff out by the end of next weekend, with a moving truck and all, and i'm going to be SO grateful when it's over and i can finally mourn in peace.

Trying to help people and being brushed aside/ignored. Fuck yea!

@dubkitteh: don't mourn. just start living again ^^
use the change, use this chance, ride the waves. post nubila phoebus.

dubkitty wrote:and you know, Axel, i put up with four years of that kind of stuff, because i was trying to save a relationship with someone i cared for when the relationship was dead, dead, dead because the person i loved had changed and didn't respect me any more. people have wondered why i'm so cynical, bitter, and easy to anger...i've been living with someone who found fault with pretty much everything i did or didn't do, especially for the last year when thhings really went to hell. i'm so torn between missing the person i loved and grieving the loss, and a massive sense of relief that now i don't have this Evil Mom judging me constantly and finding me wanting. she says her plan now is to have all her stuff out by the end of next weekend, with a moving truck and all, and i'm going to be SO grateful when it's over and i can finally mourn in peace.

if i offended you in any way, i'm sorry... just wanted to point out that the line was pretty strong