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All Acting Regiment
21:47 / 11.07.07
HUGGLES x TOUSELLING OF HAIR + JELLY BABIES

You are not too big for any of these things. No-one is.
 
 
Feverfew
22:33 / 11.07.07
I third the huggles and second the touselling and jelly babies, plus I add my hope that things will pick up for you in the near future. I've had that urge to run (and, oddly enough, been in pretty nearly exactly the same situation as you are now) before, and it's a powerful thing.

Are you near the sea? Could you go and, y'know, study it's habits for a while, and listen to the waves? I find that's one of the most beneficial things sometimes.
 
 
Boboss
22:58 / 11.07.07
I hope wonderstar is okay
 
 
Nuke Kids on the Bloc
03:59 / 13.07.07
I am going to be cold and alone for the rest of my life.
 
 
All Acting Regiment
04:10 / 13.07.07
Oh no you're not ...

 
 
All Acting Regiment
04:11 / 13.07.07
Soup is on the house.
 
 
Essential Dazzler
23:42 / 14.07.07
You know that film, Irreversible?

Yeah don't watch that film.
 
 
Essential Dazzler
02:11 / 15.07.07
Oh dear, if I have to watch one more teenage atheist debunking the bible on Youtube, I may just die.

What's that, it's loaded? Yay!
 
 
Dead Megatron
21:35 / 18.07.07
Airplane crash less than 5 miles from where I live (watch CNN). 200 dead people. A mom crying on TV over her two dead teenage sons. Another mom crying on TV over her two dead teenage daughters + their grandma. Political finger-pointing picking up speed. Depressing...
 
 
Kali is proud of her country
(prev. Always Pro Neil Gaiman Kali)
16:04 / 19.07.07
If I'm not using my ovaries, then why do they insist on torturing me?
 
 
Cee Ess Nolte
(prev. Hospitalised for perfection)
16:09 / 19.07.07
Kali, sometimes I say the same thing about my brain.
 
 
Ex
16:12 / 19.07.07
And I, of my Evil Nemesis.
 
 
Kali is proud of her country
(prev. Always Pro Neil Gaiman Kali)
17:39 / 19.07.07
OVARIES. Evil. Useless. Unused. Oh, if only I could be rid of them....
 
 
XK
17:46 / 19.07.07
I believe you could sell the contents of your ovaries for cold hard cash. Several of my classmates in art school did so.

Barring that get yourself some primrose oil capsules to take daily. cheap enough.

My misery right now is my utterly shitastic lack of will power reserves. Ok I had enough not to be a total fuckwit last night but I'm lacking the steel backbone in my sugar and iron selfhood. Meh.
 
 
Kali is proud of her country
(prev. Always Pro Neil Gaiman Kali)
18:05 / 19.07.07
My ovaries demand cookies.

I was once interested in selling the contents of said ovaries for a while there, but in the end, I thought it would be a bad idea. I'm not someone who rejoices in the idea of being fertile and being fertile for a stranger did not take my fancy.

Cookies. They demand them.
 
 
Elijah, Freelance Rabbi
21:32 / 19.07.07
In 8 days I am moving over 1000 miles away to a destination not of my choosing. 80% of everything I own is in boxes. The part that makes me miserable is the more I think about it the more I worry I will soon resent the loved one who is making this move necessary.
 
 
Kali is proud of her country
(prev. Always Pro Neil Gaiman Kali)
21:34 / 19.07.07
I have very similar fears about that, too.
 
 
XK
21:38 / 19.07.07
If you know the outcome of your life is glorious and fufilled it makes it easier to be generous to the cataclysmic events that direct you there.

or

See it as an adventure full of new possibilities.



These messages brought to you by the Akira soundtrack and Danzig.
 
 
The Impoverished Llama
23:10 / 20.07.07
I'm miserable because I've been so exhausted mentally and physically for the past few weeks that I haven't had the energy to do anything I enjoy doing-- including posting to Barbelith. I feel like I've been treading water for so long. I wish it was September, so I could get back to school, back to friends and back to my life.
 
 
Papess
00:00 / 21.07.07
I now have to spend an evening with a couple, who I adore one person, and I am suspicious of her husband. I feel he is a sexist pig. He talked about sexual harassment in the workplace like women are placing false accusations, just to get one over on a male colleague. Sound familiar? It doesn't help that my mother chimes in with "Oh yeah, these women nowadays complain about everything. You can't do anything!" Like what mum? I wanted to shake her. She said it like me and my history didn't even exist to her. I have to forgive my mom. She won't change. She has her own issues.

Plus, it is a dinner tonight for her Birthday. I rather am expected to go.

The male family friend however, revealed that same night, that he had been accused of sexual harassment in the workplace. Oh and falsely, of course. (Yeah, right). STILL, he decided it was better to leave than to fight such a damaging accusation.

Right.

I am miserable now. I may be enraged later. Let's see how well I can control myself from complete and utter alienation from my family. I have just started to mend our relationships, so being overly sensitive about sexist and quite possibly racist comments may cause a complete meltdown if I am not careful.

*takes a deep breath*
 
 
Papess
05:04 / 21.07.07
Fuck. I think that asshole is trying to groom my son. How many times can a 50 year old man hint about a 6 year old sleeping over their place before it becomes creepy? Am I blowing things out of proportion?
 
 
Keggers From The Crypt
05:54 / 21.07.07
Well, just be all nice and cordual now and then make damn sure your son isn't left alone with him. Trust your gut. Better safe and wrong than sorry and right.
 
 
Disco is My Class War
09:19 / 23.07.07
What I want doesn't seem to be possible. So why do I feel so dirty for settling with what's easier, even though it's dissatisfying? I feel like I've caved in so far I'm starting to grow stalactites from my underarms.
 
 
crimson
10:03 / 23.07.07
disco is my class war...I think you need to take a stand! Its all very well being realistic and cynical about achieving the impossible dream but its not making you happy is it? No. Even if you try for your thing and dont get anywhere then so what because at least you tried, and by attempting something it makes other things show up, so just do it!

Im sorry I dont know exactly what you are talking about, I checked but couldnt see anything, this could, of course, just be my mistake..
 
 
E. Randy Dupre
00:00 / 24.07.07
Got a spot about half an inch above the start of me bumcrack. My brother had the same a couple of years ago and it turned out to be an in-growing hair. He had to go to hospital to have it removed.

If I've got to go to hospital to have a hair on my arse surgically removed, I'll be miserable for the next six months. Good old English embarrassment!
 
 
E. Randy Dupre
00:06 / 24.07.07
For context, I went through about twelve months of existential angst after one of my molars cracked in half while I was eating a pack of cheese and onion crisps a couple of years ago.
 
 
Mordant Carnival
00:48 / 24.07.07
Is your brother a jazz dancer? Jazz dancers often suffer from ingrown hairs above their arsecracks, sometimes becoming abcesses if they don't get them seen to. I read it in New Scientist. So if you go into hospital with an ingrown hair above your arsecrack, maybe people will think you're a jazz dancer.
 
 
matthew.
01:16 / 24.07.07
I had an ingrown hair in my armpit, and I thought I had a tumour. For a month I thought I was dying. But then I asked somebody who knows anything about human anatomy and they set me right. With a vengeance.
 
 
ALL KINDS OF DEAD TREES
(prev. Papers regarding Tlön & Uqbar)
04:04 / 24.07.07
I have an odd dark spot on the underside of my tongue-tip. It appeared - I swear - about a week ago. Been giving it time to calm down on the off-chance it was some ridiculous bruise - I'm prone to them - but it's there still, so I'm going into the clinic this weekend to have it looked at. I'm really hoping they say it's nothing, obviously, but it's like this niggling existential horror always on the very edge of my thoughts...

...on top of which, I feel high maintenance as anything today and dipping into one of those big stupid dark places. The gravity's all terrible and I feel very distanced from communication with outside people who can make me feel better and it's all very emo. I'm hoping the steamed salmon and asparagus I'm making for dinner will even out my mood or something or perhaps make me feel as though I have some value to the human race again. AGH emo!
 
 
Mistletoffelees
(prev. Mist van der Rohe)
11:12 / 24.07.07
I have an odd dark spot on the underside of my tongue-tip. It appeared - I swear - about a week ago.

!?!
What made you look there?! Itīs been years, since I got checked for spots, and I havenīt made the effort to look me over or to have it done since then. And even then, the doctor didnīt look under my tongue.
And by weird coincidence, on page 2 in a novel I started yesterday, the protagonist finds "a small oval of puffed flesh on his hip, darker than the surrounding skin, and flaking slightly".
I had a spot removed four years ago, but only because "it could get stuck and ripped by the odd protruding nail". What a shivers inducing topic. Iīm off to my mirror.
 
 
ALL KINDS OF DEAD TREES
(prev. Papers regarding Tlön & Uqbar)
17:41 / 24.07.07
I was sticking my tongue out at the Accomplice as we went about the morning ablutions -- happened to make a face in the mirror. It was rather distressing.
 
 
E. Randy Dupre
19:44 / 24.07.07
Is your brother a jazz dancer?

No, but he is a bit of a jizz lobber.
 
 
Kali is proud of her country
(prev. Always Pro Neil Gaiman Kali)
08:20 / 25.07.07
I just want to make him happy. Why Can't ?
 
 
Mordant Carnival
13:19 / 30.07.07
Aw man. I wish I could just not get far too worked up about unimportant shit. It really bothers me when eg I read an email and I get so angry I can see pulse in my own eyes. No-one should get pulsating red mist from just an email.

I also wish my stupid neighbour would stop shrieking at her kid. You'd need at least a dozen kids, all of them Damien, to justify that volume and duration of shriek.
 
 
ibis the being
04:31 / 31.07.07
24 hours of diarrhea (and counting) = misery.

No it's not nice to talk about, but this is currently my reality. No one with whom I ate dinner last night has been ill, so I'll have to assume I've caught a virus - and since I went to an event with 30K attendees over the weekend it's a reasonable assumption.

Owning my own business & having a tight schedule, I have NO time to be sick this week. Chugging Pepto every hour, I still only pushed through a half a day of work today... up on a 6 foot ladder, in a cold sweat, wanting to fall over and die. Tomorrow I MUST be better. This is ridiculous. 24 straight hours' worth is plenty of diarrhea for one person, thank you very much.
 
  

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