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from ladyfrenzy :
It was Boy George who did a cover version of Crying Game for them movie (the song is actually quite old). I really love your diary. Unlike most bloggers, you don't require fancy pictures or graphics; your engaging writing style is all a reader needs to visualize your rich weekly exploits. I'm a fan (and I found you completely by mistake!) Cheers!
from aengus :
We are simply time moving forward morphing into time not yet passed...
from sapphoplanet :
Hello-- guess who I am? I'm looking for Byron but can't find him in any of your entries... probably my heavliy rambling mind... Surprising experience to read all this -- for the second time after more than two years. Greetings from sapphoplanet!
from laughin-leo :
emailed your girlie thing and hopefully you receive it so no sick people can intrude...hahaha. now i dissapear...LOL.
from laughin-leo :
rambling on a Friday night... (or a Sat Morn') do you understand what innocence is/was? my emotions were everywhere... i don't blame you for everything... we all just found another path to help us cope and adjust to ourselves and the people in between... I'm into kite surfing now... why??? i love sports that connect all of the elements into a ride that hinges on life and death... There really is no point to my ramble... I'm just glad that you understand me and in an "ironic" kind of way, I've entered your home invading your privacy. LOL.... (it really is funny so laugh...)
from laughin-leo :
oh i hear your truths.... :) ... it really is all good. you know...i approve of her love... i always had this thing where i would leave her to find her own true love while deep inside hoping she would chose me... instead, money, security, and fame caused her own deep goals to keep revolving making mine look and seem futile in some "obscure" way when it all was pretty much standard role play... you know what was interesting? i knew she would marry... i expected it but could not intrude because my heart was in her hands. she still holds one i gave to her... but women love this shit and soak it up and then never deliver BACK Do you think that's true... hey the worst this can be is a FUN argumemt... LOL... I still remember one thing that makes me recall why i fell in love with her... She was looking at me through her glass door as I made my way my car holding her gifts to deliver for another... she waved to me... i couldn't because of the box of gifts... she just looked at me in her plain white cotton shirt and her ragged blue jeans, and I saw her eyes twenty yards away... i felt them and her wave and after finding out she got hitched with some "good" guy, that image appears and i just want to cry and kill myself thinking there is nobody else but then i realizer it's all protocol... haha... "protocol" She'll divorce him in ten months, take his money, and go fuck somebody else... is that true? that's what scares me... i was an associate producer for "Artivist" the film festival that is going on right now in Los Angeles California in a Swarzefucka voice...should have stuck to acting...don't get me started... anyways, artivist was all about child abuse, global consciousness, environment shit, and pet abuse... hold on...let me kick my dog... no... they were about $$$$! I left. I thought for ONCE in my life, I'd get over this shit and help people help... themselves... maybe i should stop writing... but of course, isn't that what enticed you to begin with??? Guilty. Now... ignore everthing I just said! LOL>>>>>>> SORRY :(.... ;)
from laughin-leo :
in short... you entered my life and pretended to be somebody else. if others are listening which i'm sure they are.... you broke my heart indirectly and consistently made me more confused. you talk about a year ago???? then why did four months ago some fucking bitch used your name in reference? huh? i left you alone too!!! now i want answers. wouldn't you feel the same if you walked in my shoes??? either way, i'll meet you in heaven when you deny me the simplicity once again... my person would say it straight up. are you related? haha. of course not. i think you are hiding something and i don't really want an answer. i just want you to remember that you helped her break my heart. yes. and that you can never deny..............................................................................................................no response necessary. goodbye. (tell all your friends...i'm sure they already know....) p.s. (i still thank you ;) My heart breaks but you were meant to do whatever it was...had fun...truthfully did...with all the pain in between... take care person.)
from laughin-leo :
u were so right until the "lust" part came into it. you actually won your argument until that point and then it all was b.s. and you claim that you are "so" innocent when still you entered my life and acted as if it was somebody you knew when you knew that you were in "lust" with me. oops. i guess i was right until then. when you entered my life, you both broke my heart and saved me at the same time. i had a p.i. check my records, they told me that she was reading. so who was the person that used my pen name and used your name to include me? you came into my life. NOW I WANT ANSWERS! I DESERVE IT!!! STOP BEING SELFISH AND STOP MAKING UP BIG STORIES THAT SOUND SOMEWHAT TRUE. I tried your email long ago and you cancelled it so stop bullshitting me. I like you in many ways but don't you understand that what you did and said changed everything? What are you? Her sister? Must be... You're both nuts in my book. (No worries, that's what your sis said about me) Sorry I had to act this way but you have no idea the pain you caused as a third party so claiming innocence is pretty much a no-no. I'll move on when you tell me who is fucking with me and using your name and playing stupid only makes matters worse.
from laughin-leo :
only one blank really: somebody used my pen name a few months back telling me that Molly and her were better than me. It made me question the honesty involved. I thought perhaps you would ease my mind by answering that question yourself. Hope you still remember my email. I can give it to you where I write if you need it. Thanks.
from laughin-leo :
...you may not think you've changed but you have...in a great way of course... you know how to find me Ms. Universal. I need you to fill in some blanks if you don't mind... Nuthin to serious... J.B.
from pink-circle :
lol. To join, you simply enter the diaryring called "circle." I suppose it doesn't exactly say that anywhere because I expect to be noted if someone is interested. :) ~Pink
from pink-circle :
Hey girl. (wonders if you read your notes) *gets call from boyfriend who suddenly gets mad at me for no reason and tries to remember what I'm noting you about...* Oh yeah. Hey, you gonna join the circle writer girl? There arn't really requirments... ~Pink
from pink-circle :
I'm glad you are interested. Not every member has to contribute to every single thing. To join, enter the diaryring called circle. :) Thank you for replying to your invite - have a nice day. :) ~Pink
from pink-circle :
{Circle Invite} On behalf of the circle, I invite you to join our writer's group. I have noticed your shown interest in poetry/writing. If you are interested, please note back. :) ~Circle Counsil
from mousepoet :
write me / email me. i think it would be cool to strike up a correspondence of sorts. if you're game: michael [at] thepies [dot] com.
from mousepoet :
born there. raised here.
from pitbullshark :
I'm so glad to read of the breakthrough with Bubbles! Truth and goodness wins out in the end, despite the thousands of obtacles. I am sure of it. Congratulations!
from pitbullshark :
I know what you mean about feeling like what you are putting out there into the ozone simply blows away. I feel the same way from time to time, but then whenever I complain, somebody always comes through with a "hey, I've been reading your diary everyday!" So people are out there. Of course, I think it would be great to have the entries provoking discussion. I've been thinking for the past couple of days about what you said about when men get their male needs met, then they are nice and reasonable. That seems to be true in the animal kingdom, too (the REST of the animal kingdom). I read that if there are six female ducks to every one male duck, everybody is happy and the females want sex and keep the males happy, but when there is just one more male or one less female than that optimal ratio, then rape occurs in the duck kingdom. Weird, huh, but it seems that the sex drive has its own agenda.
from pitbullshark :
You wrote an honest and valid piece about the prison torture scandal. Without a doubt, the blame rests on the higher-ups and the civilian "security" forces. The higher ups have been looking the other way for decades, including one individual, Negroponte (but none of them are immune from blame), just recently approved as Ambassador to Iraq, who allowed horrendous tortures of Contra rebels to go on in Honduras during the Nicaragua/Irangate debacle. These types of things have been reported by foreign journalists as going on in Guantanamo. Most of the soldiers who make up the civilian forces have come straight from South Africa, their law and order and torture "skills" no longer needed there, now that apartheid has ended. Indeed, things like this go on every day in prisons in the United States. I was extremely horrified to read about Alabama prison techniques, such as "the four point restraint", spreadeagling prisoners to their beds where they can't move and have to lie in their own body wastes without release or relief for as long as TWO MONTHS, or the "hitching post" in which they are practically crucified, handcuffed standing up with their arms stretched out on the crossbeam of a metal cross in the blazing sun for fifteen hours (one man's entire face received second degree burns from the sun so that blisters swelled his eyes shut). One prisoner finally sued and won his suit and these things are now illegal. But so what, such laws really are ineffective against this kind of sadistic monster who will simply find something else to do somewhere else. (One of the most painful books I ever read was Robert Hughes's book about the shipping of British prisoners to Australia, "Fatal Shore". Imagine the combination of this kind of sadist and helpless prisoners on ships at sea, and then isolated in Australia as far away from Mother England as it is possible to be. They just about anything conceivable to men, women, and children who had done nothing more than steal a loaf of bread. It was possibly the worst chapter of man's inhumanity to man, they even outdid the Nazis.) People want to compare the Iraq war with Vietnam, but I think the historical period in U.S. history that this incursion more closely mirrors was the systematic extermination of the Indians during our westward movement. We've been bored with "from sea to shining sea" for so long now, now it's the rest of the world. I've said it before, bringing the people of Iraq "freedom" and "democracy" is just exactly like giving the Indians blankets, infected with smallpox. By the way, how has conservative talk-radio responded to these recent photographs and the responses to them? Well, Mike Savage, beyond blaming the media for being in bed with the Democrats for even showing the pictures, said, "Who are these Democrats in Congress to take the high moral ground over this, when they and their party have supported homosexuals all these years? [He assumes all his listeners will understand that supporting homosexuals is supporting the moral low ground.] These photos are nothing you wouldn't see in a homosexual bathhouse or displayed on a float in a gay pride parade." Yeah, yeah, trust the Republicans to somehow turn THIS around into another ANTI-GAY thing! The truth is, this kind of homosexual rape and humiliation is anything but gay, but the very thing that the sickest people do to hurt the pride of other people. By the way, a couple of months ago, there was a story on CNN that stated that there was a greater number of female American soldiers filing rape charges than there were American deaths occurring in the war. In other words, an American female soldier sent to Iraq has a greater chance of being raped by a fellow soldier than she has of being killed over there.
from wench77 :
Thankyou for doing my babelessdyke survey. I appreciate the thoughtful answers and feedback. I already live in Montreal which is very gay/single parent friendly. That is cool about your doting aunt. Personally my brother is dead and I have no nieces and nephews. I have another brother who lives far away who I think has no desire or intention to have kids that I have ever heard of. I agree with the financial/ emotional/ support network of things. If I had KNOWN that i would be infertile, I couldve adopted when I had all those things together, but 8 years later it is no longer true. Several good friends moved, as did my mother. etc. That is a problem about timing... it takes years to find out one is infertile usually, and then it is too late for many things, such as the egg harvesting you mention. Hehe about the playing outside and watching tv. As a child I loved playing outside alone, and leaving mom and the other three kids. She was a stay at home mom who made cookies and sewed our clothing and that didn't mean she played all the time with me etc. My dad tried all the time to get us to play games with him etc and often it was just annoying.. I wanted to read a book quietly and he wanted to play chess or checkers. Grrr! hehe. As for the adult relationship thing... my mom divorced my dad and never remarried, spending her off-time with her kids. Hmm. I am sorry about your son. That must be so hard and heartbreaking for you. We always forget our kids can reject US!! eek re "drunken male soldier" comment. Scary. Hmm, interesting story about the photos in the car glovebox. Personally I am already "out" in that there are publicly available photos, published artwork and writings etc, so it would have to be clear from the get-go. Funnily enough my parents were "normal straight parents" yet my father had books that are every bit as "kinky" as mine. Hmm. One thing that you have that I don't is a father of the child who can action for custody. That was always one of my considerations when looking for a sperm donor years ago. That they be at least as "iffy" in terms of traditional ideas as me and thus very unlikely to take me to court or to succeed once there. It DOES help that I live in a city, province and country where it is less oppressive than the states. In my experience being out and vocal works better than the opposite. No child can out me if I am out. Hmm. Anyways, thankyou for probably the most in depth and helpful replies to my survey. I appreciate it a great deal. Tah!
from pitbullshark :
You are certainly right, somebody's got to take the bull by the horns (or by something else) and effect a new paradigm around here. The people, ALL the poeple, have suffered enough and now the time has come to say "enough"!
from tosborne :
Well, I'm conflicted, too! While the president did seem a tad belligerant and kind of nasty (they are proving themselves to be a rather aggressive family, including President Bush's mother who it ends up is not a "sweet old lady" but more like a mafia wife), there is some logic to the case that he presents. Iraq has a lot of square footage and it doesn't necessarily mean anything that we haven't found any WMD, yet. There are still undetonated mines littering the farmland of Cambodia left over from the Vietnam era and not all of THEM have been found, yet (which means that innocent farmers decades later are blown up just trying to plow a field). I don't think they're going to find whatever is there in Iraq, if anything, without the cooperation of some informers (like how they found Hussein, himself). 0ne thing for sure, they've GOT to properly equip and train our soldiers and the lack of that makes me wonder if this administration is as behind the soldiers as they say they are. Also, I don't like the idea of keeping people over there who were promised it was time to go home, or sending National Guard units over there, people who never signed up for overseas war duty. (Maybe this is why the administration wants other countries to step in to help...we need the soldier power of other countries to help take the extreme pressure off of us!) On the other hand, I am horrified by the idea of the imposition of a draft. But, IF we have genuine work to do over there, then I guess we've got to do it, and do it right. I don't want Bush to win the next election, but I will say he impressed me by knowing the names of all the journalists and how he also would remember each and every part of the multiple-part questions he was asked. He didn't come across as dumb, not at all, but very much on top it, at least the WAY HE SEES IT. Despite my not liking him, I did dislike the journalist tack of "do you blame yourself" or "what could you have done differently about 9/11," that kind of thing. I agree with him when he said "hijacking planes" made them think of holding hostages (the typical plane hijacking scenario), not crashing into buildings, and I must say that I can't see my way to blaming HIM for something that the terrorists did that nobody could have ever IMAGINED. That's a bit much. On the other hand, I have yet to understand how Iraq was ever a real threat to our country. What I can say, I have conflicts, conflicts, conflicts.
from tosborne :
It's like you are the victim of a modern-day witch hunt with all the same fears, prejudices, hypocrisy, and ultimate harm to society; the country doesn't SEEM to have changed in all these hundreds of years. I say SEEM, because I think it HAS changed and you are on the winning side, whether that fact is yet fully known, or not. This cadre of ultra-right functionaries is really feeling its oats right now, but I think ultimately, and sooner than we think, they will find out few agree with them anymore. Also, I am sure you have read (or experienced) how successfully our troops have integrated with the troops of allied countries, countries who have openly gay service members who are welcome and safe. I keep saying it and believing it, in this global environment, the United States can no longer afford to stay insular, and just won't be able to--ultimately, our people won't stand for it.
from tosborne :
I admit I could be wrong, because I have never actually watched "American Idol", but with all the inescapable peripheral buzz, I'm not entirely ignorant of it. But all that energy behind Clay Aiken (I think his name was) and I couldn't stand the clips I heard from his CD, so I thought if THAT is an example of what comes out it, I can't be bothered. I have no use for "Simon" at all. I think the point of the show is to be a kind of "gladiator" battle in an arena, except done with singing. The people watch it mostly to watch somebody get beaten to a bloody pulp (Simon's job, apparently), and maybe every once in a while a champion may appear. It's part of that whole messed-up current American mythology that the top of the heap is a show business career, which really belongs only to an extremely privileged few. Living in L.A. like I do, I see all the hordes of people with stars in their eyes who flow in and out as regularly as the tides. The apartment I live in is so full of them that NOBODY is allowed to pay rent with a personal check, we have to buy a money order--the building management has been burned too many times by those would-be actors who go out on a financial limb, and then sneak back to Kansas when they don't make it, leaving behind a stream of debts that will never be paid. Whatever made them think they could make it here is hard to fathom. However, I think I would have felt like championing the spirit of that woman who stood up to Simon's negative judgment--standing there all alone and vulnerable, she's got more backbone than he does. She must have been like a Chihuahua, bravely nipping at the heels of a very hideous drooling Neopolitan Mastif. I'd love to see her turn around somehow (maybe in a slightly different arena) and cream Simon off the map with here success. I think of Vanessa Williams (whose story is admittedly quite different), being stripped of her Miss America title because of some Penthouse Magazine photos she posed for (pure hypocricy on the part of Miss America, but what would one expect from that horrible organization?). Every time Vanessa is in a movie or whatever other success she has, I pump my fist and think "Yeah, they can't keep YOU down." I sincerely hope that that one you wrote about will be able to show Simon up somehow--that kind of thing has certainly be done before contless of times when the energy is there. Of course, I guess SIMON's got a fabulous singing career himself, right? One of my self-made aphorisms: "Those who can, do, and those who can't, criticize."
from x-soldier :
Right now I am finishing out a 12 hour shift of CQ after trainging all day in buildings with icy covered floors because my relief never showed. I'm cold, hungry, miss my girl like crazy, and know that I won't be able to see her tomorrow when everyone else will be having fun. I am not stop lossed and still in the states, but in just a couple of months both will change. I am an 11C and proud. I am the middle class boy who raised his hand three years ago and I am still proud. Whiny, yeah. Bitchy, yep. But, nobody made me sign the line. I knew the consequences of my actions. I accept my fate. Would you rather everyone get out right before all of their expierence and individual training is finally needed. Yeah, it worked great in Vietnam! All the expierience left and the green boys died. I am thankful for the stoploss, in my plattoon are some of the most knowledgeable people in the battalion. If they were gone, there is no way I could glean skills from their expierence. Stop loss sucks, but helps keep the knowledge in house, so it doesn't have to be learned the hard way. It sucks, but its needed. It saves lives. Drive on! ~n
from tosborne :
"I am beyond disappointment and sorrow." Those are sad words to say during what is supposed to be a happy season, and yet strangely empowering. As Jung once said, "Now is the time to break out the champagne, for now nothing but good things can be on their way." (Paraphrasing, of course.)
from tosborne :
It is common knowledge that when George Washington was a young man and wanted to learn the trade of surveying, he joined with an older Indian guide who knew the land intimately via Indian tracking techniques and also understood English surveying methods. Due to the help of the Indian, George became so incredibly successful at surveying that he was earning $100,000 a year before he was 18 (and THAT was in THOSE days!). What is NOT so well known is that they were also lovers, pretty much along the lines of the Greek model of the loving mentor and the beloved protege. Of course, George later married Martha Custis (whose family was the wealthiest in Virginia). I had long known this about George and the Indian guide, but then nearly spit out my coffee when Paul Lynde alluded to it on a Hollywood Squares episode! So, if the General of the Revolutionary Army, later to become the "Father of our Country", could have gay sex, how can the Army complain about it today?
from tosborne :
Oops...actually, the first part of note DID have to do with Jon (obviously!), but the second part, about my friend, didn't, but was certainly relative to Jon's situation.
from tosborne :
Jon Brandis: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000970/ originally came from Connecticut, so maybe he's not your correspondent, Justin. (Pretty coincidental, though!) This has nothing to do with Jon, but here's a post I wrote about him on another site: His success was kind of concentrated, hot and heavy for a short period of time, which might have been one of his problems. It's maybe too much to handle when it comes, and even harder to handle when it goes away. In North Carolina, I was in a local production of the play "To Kill A Mockingbird" and we had the treat of having as our guests at one of the performances the actors who had played the roles of the three childen, "Scout," "Jem," and "Dill" in the Gregory Peck movie (they were, of course, middle aged by then). We had several children in our cast, not only playing these roles, of course, but in other roles, too. Most of them thought they wanted to be professional actors and asked for advice on how to go about achieving that. "Don't go to Hollywood until you are much older," all three stressed. "That is, if you really are serious about making a career out of it. To be a child or even teenaged star is all but guaranteed to ruin you." Jon Brandis's hanging himself takes me right back to several years ago when an actor friend of mine here in L.A. also hung himself. He was such a talent and so good-looking, too, and was just starting to break out onto the scene as a stand-up comic, yet seemingly without any warning, he killed himself. He telephoned his girlfriend (a flight attendant) and told her he was a little tired and wanted to take a nap before they went out, but he would call her in a couple of hours and then they could go out for dinner. She never heard his voice again. Three days later, she made the landlord open up his apartment and there he was, hanging from a rope. Oh, the whole thing makes me feel terrible, and so sad, and yet there really was nothing anybody could do, apparently. He kept his pain secret from everybody.
from tosborne :
I think this could be a good thing despite how it looks right now, I honestly do. So much energy is going on right now, I can't help but see the pattern. U.S. Supreme Court throws out sodomy laws. Massachusetts Supreme Court says gay marriage can't be banned. Michael Jackson gets arrested for child molesting (if he's guilty, he's been horribly distorting the meaning of love for children all this time--so now let's finally end all that). An employee of the school where I work found a gay story I wrote five years ago that was in a members-only, passworded site, but now out in the open for anybody to see thanks to Google search technology, and reported it to my boss...and yet I came out ahead in the deal and my position here is stronger than ever. And now you and what you have said. And there are so many other similar things. What is happening is that things are coming out in the open, good or bad (or whether people THINK they are good or bad) and burdens are being lifted right and left. No longer can our society stand the silence and the lies and the being forced to be hidden (or, in M.J.'s case, BEING hidden if they have, indeed, been doing things wrong), now is the time for truths to be revealed and for all of us who can stand up for the good and solid characters that we truly are, and stand proud and behind the genuine beauty that is within us.
from tosborne :
Glad to see the teachers are looking out for Bubbles and noticing his success--and honoring it with the recognition! Improving as much as he has is worthy of tons of praise. He's worked hard, and it shows, and now he knows what he can do.
from tosborne :
Your gas dryer catching on fire, what a horrible thing to have happen! And I assume it wasn't even in the middle of being used or anything, you were just sleeping (I mean, the thing was sitting there doing nothing, just waiting to go off). You are right, you could have been killed. I had a girlfriend once whose gas heater exploded while she away for Thanksgiving. Fortunately nobody was in her apartment building, because the explosion was like a bomb, it blew the roof off and exploded the floor away (her apartment was on the second floor). Of course, everything she owned was either destroyed by the explosion or by the smoke. The explosion was caused by some fault in the heater's safety mechanism. I don't like gas appliances, anyway. I know gas is supposed to be a more economic fuel than electricity, but my idea of a dream home harkens back to the early fifties, remember, "an all-electric kitchen!". Gas is supposed to be easier to control for "professional" cooks, but I have always cooked much better on an electric stove. The gas flame is either not hot enough to boil water, or, turn it up a teensy bit, and it burns the food. That's what I am stuck with now, in this apartment, and the pilot light is always blowing about and making the apartment smell like leaking gas. I want to move! But I am glad you made it out of that experience alive! I sure don't envy your horrendous clean-up.
from tosborne :
I understand your frustration and lots of changes are definitely in order...a whole new paradigm is required. But "oil producing countries" aren't the problem with terrorism (oil producing countries are as diverse as the United States, Norway, Mexico, Venezuela, and Indonesia, they aren't all in the Middle East). I saw a wonderful repeat showing of a "West Wing" television episode on the subject of terrorism last night, and they presented this marvelous correlation: "Islamic Extremists" are to "Islam" what the "KKK" is to "Christianity." That puts it in the proper perspective. Should the world give up its dependency on cotton because cotton can be grown in the American South and this somehow puts money into the pocket of the KKK? And terrorists aren't only Moslem...what about the Irish in Northern Ireland, Timothy McVeigh in Oklahoma (gee, now that I look at his name, I see that he was "Irish" too!), Israeli terrorists--just to name a few that immediately come to mind. What about the Shining Path (in Guatemala, I think it was), or the Khmer Rouge in Cambodia, or the RUF in Sierra Leone and Liberia? Beyond Timothy McVeigh, America had its own version of terrorists, such as the Weather Report or that group that kidnapped and brainwashed Patty Hearst. And I put gangland drive-by-shooters in that category, as well. Just last week some innocent people were killed in the L.A. area sitting a bench waiting for the bus. It was right across from a high school. They were sitting there, a car pulled up, a guy leaned out of the car with a gun and shot three of them as they sat there. I have sat at that very busstop bench myself a couple of times, so that really brought that particular shooting home to me. No one is safe anywhere, and it has nothing to do with oil. Also, SUVs are not the cause of our dependence on oil. Oil is deeply involved in our entire industrial civilization...oil is used to make plastic and thousands of other products, generate electricity, fertilize and water our food, make our synthetic fabrics, and so on. It is easy to blame drivers of SUVs as if they are somehow responsible for terrorism (and such false propoganda has already led to environmentalist extremists firebombing 20 SUV dealerships in the Eastern L.A. area, causing millions of dollars of damage and the police said the pollution that resulted from all these burned down automobile dealerships put more pollution into the air in one hour than every one of those SUVs would have caused after 20 years of driving. The only way our country would end its dependance upon oil would be for each and everyone of us to strip naked and walk away from our industrial society out into the desert to henseforth live like Aborgines. And that is not only unlikely, but impossible--the world couldn't even feed us all if we suddenly turned into hunters and gatherers. We do need to create alternative energy sources that are non-polluting, more natural, and more under the control of the individual (such as hemp products that can do EVERYTHING), but to lay all this at the feet of SUV owners is wrong.
from tosborne :
I really ought to go see "Seabiscuit" and you make it seem very wonderful. I understand that there is supposed to be something healing for me in horse races, although I am not completely sure what. Maybe your description of "Seabiscuit" hits the nail on the head. I, too, was powerfully affected by "Antwone Fisher"; I was lucky enough to be invited to see a free screening of the film which had a Q&A with the director afterwards. The director had been very inspired by Mr. Fisher. I am very much torn apart by any kind of child abuse and can hardly stand to even hear about it. But Mr. Fisher is certainly a very powerful example of how the human spirit can rise above even that kind of horrendous adversity. I bought his book ("Finding Fish"), but haven't had the chance to read it yet. I sure hope Bubbles enjoyed "Seabiscuit"!
from tosborne :
So good to hear from you again! I want to make a "correction," though, if I might. The "aggregate soul age" of young kids incarnating today is higher than the aggregate soul of the people existing currently, but there are nevertheless several thousands of souls living on Earth today who are as psychically and spiritually advanced as it is possible for a human to be. I work with the incoming generation and I can vouch for this concept and it is so wonderful and hope-filled to see this happening. Changes are definitely afoot...but these kids are not "Cro-Magnons" incarnating among the "Neaderthals", they are not alone, they have teachers and mentors who have been long awaiting them and are here to welcome and guide them toward the upcoming future.
from tosborne :
That's too bad about BikerBabe. Although I don't tend to be so guarded over Internet connections myself (as a man, I guess I have less reason to fear), I'm certainly aware that people set up those cautions and I believe that it is essential to honor them. I'm not sure if you were indicating whether BikerBabe was a poser or not--I take it that she probably is who she says she is, she just didn't take kindly to your taking this one careful step at a time. Well, her intolerance was her loss. I find it is much easier to take people as they come to whatever extent they are willing to reveal themselves, rather than demanding that they give more, sooner, than they can. That's a hard lesson to learn, however, and I didn't learn it right away! Maybe BikerBabe will reconsider and be willing to meet you at that great coffeehouse. If she plays her cards right, she might get a heck of a lot more than just your phone number!
from tosborne :
Powerful, effective pictures you selected, they showed so many different sides to this. I can't stand the suffering, particularly the Iraqi boy who lost all his limbs, and the crying Americans at the funerals back home. Saddah had 74 gold-encrusted marble palaces, and the people were starving! How could there still be dictators like this in the world, but it's happened before and I'm afraid it will happen again.
from tosborne :
It's always great to hear your sober and compassionate voice. At a time when there are no clear-cut answers or solutions, your heart is in the right place.
from tosborne :
Good entry, Soldiergirl (3/17/03). I REALLY hope these returning soldiers won't be treated the way the returning Vietnam soldiers were, that would be so disgusting and inexcusable.
from tosborne :
Hi Soldiergirl! I would have sent you an e-mail, but I couldn't find an address. I was going to let you know I finally updated, but fortunately I saw that you had your 40th birthday February 8th and I hope I'm not too late to say Happy Birthday! I hope the celebration of your special birthday was all it should have been, and I am sure it was. Benihana's is a fabulous restaurant, a delicious meal and exciting "floor show" all wrapped up in one (the slicing and dicing and cooking right before your eyes). A perfect place for a party. I'm not quite sure what city you were in, San Francisco, maybe? If so, travelling around in a limosine is the ONLY way to go. Funny, when I was a student at Berkeley, one of my favorite things was to go over the bay to San Francisco and explore all the haunts, but now that I am older, I hate driving in that city and avoid it when I can, so a limosine is the answer (plus one can really let go!). I feel a special affinity with people whose birthdays are in the neighborhood of mine--my 55th was February 6. The birthday of my friend Kate who is also a co-worker birthday was February 5 and at work there were several birthday parties for both of us throughout the two days. Also, she and I celebrated together by going out to dinner on Friday the 7th after the tough week was through. We went to a wonderful restaurant neither of us had been to before, Spazio on Ventura Boulevard, and ended up staying there four hours! The evening had progressed from being a quiet, intimate dinner to being a packed and jammed jazz club from 8:00 on. It was great! One of my favorite teaching assistants at the elementary school where I work gave birth to baby girl on February 7, just missing being born on my birthday by two minutes! The labor was moving too fast (I'm not quite sure how that would be), so the doctor did something to slow the progress down a tad and she finally emerged at 12:02 A.M. on the 7th. Well, the 7th is okay! After she got home, the teaching assistant called me and we had a very long phone conversation about all her feelings about motherhood--her joys, her fears, and how suddenly different everything is now. I'd never had a woman do that with me before, so I thought it was very, very special. And then your 40th birthday on the 8th. So I think some very great things have been going on, and despite the world being in crisis, I still feel like it's going to be a truly great year.
from name-less :
did you get your name from the song soldier girl from p. spree ?
from erato :
Happy New Year!
from erato :
Thank you, bella. I hope your holidays are wonderful as well. Miss our chats. As soon as the wave of finals subsides, I will send you a proper email.
from erato :
I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving.
from eight-9-3 :
�and to make the betting on said games even more interesting, I'd recommend a little insider information that comes in the form of, Ricky Williams' (Miami) online journal of sorts. At � www.runrickyrun.com ��. 5-11" balls of agility and hostility? I'll have two with my coffee thanks. No need for donuts today�.
from tosborne :
I should sign this "erato", who has almost 100% left you all your notes--I'd hate to spoil an almost perfect record! Thank you for your note to me. Debbie Rowe, the breeder...how sad, and how cruel of Michael Jackson who, apparently, has learned that he can pay nearly anyone off, no matter what the consequences. This is an example of making someone into an "egg donor," I guess, or a "human incubator for hire". Whenever you create another survey, let me know and I will answer it!
from erato :
It's beautiful that you think about your sister. I hope my sister and I can remain close as the years go by.
from erato :
Beautiful. As always.
from erato :
Oh, I am glad to hear of the trip. I think this will be good on different levels. Of course I still read you! And you need not take the survey for me to tell you what a fantastic woman you are. ;)
from erato :
so true. so very true.
from erato :
what an inspirational quote. so true.
from erato :
lovely review, bella
from erato :
i love the one about Elizabeth.
from erato :
i am sorry to hear that, darling. i hope all is well. thank you for sharing this heartbreaking news with me and all those who read you. it is a reminder to hold all those near me close. thank you.
from erato :
that was a lovely poem. you inspire me.
from erato :
i would love to help you out with this undertaking. having a personalized layout is, after all, part of the diary experience... i always put collages on the faces of my journals, before i had a diary here. if there is anything i can do, please email me [ [email protected] ] and i will give you all the help i can.
from erato :
yes, i am happy to hear it! we must all feed our inner goddesses. i am happy to hear from you again!
from erato :
oh, how could i resist reading you? you will always be my older sister. and i agree with you. i think that a person should be able to enjoy themselves--as long as they are careful and treat their bodies as the temples that they are, there is nothing wrong with exploring the physical side of their desires. and do not stop at forty! that's when hormones start to soar in women, just about the same intensity as a male at 18!
from erato :
two bags of experience. i like that. i have one bag of experience and one bag full of trinkets i call lucky. who knows where this plane is going to land?
from erato :
yes, i am in the process of sorting out where i wish to go. it's one head spin after the next, but it is a wonderful feeling. to be in motion again.
san francisco would be wonderful, wouldn't it? yes, and new york too, although i must confess, the school's pride in their snow tunnels frightened me. snow tunnels? how much snow are they talking about? i have never been in snow for anything other than the recreational weekend up in the mountains, how am i supposed to deal with it actually being present in my life? the warmth factor is important to me. i am a creature of the spring.
from erato :
aw! well any time, sugar. :) i am glad you are taking the initiative and doing something. you inspire me. i shall go jogging today.
from erato :
i am so very sorry to hear about your uncle, sugar. i hope that you feel better soon. just ake a breath and take a step. one foot in front of the other. everything will be okay. this too, shall pass.
from erato :
when it rains, it really does pour! it's been madness, just madness, oh, but welcome back darling, and take heart,
"nothing lasts forever, even cold november rain." -november rain guns n roses
from erato :
that i a wonderful song. i think you are a wondeful person. i am sorry i have not replied. i am up to my elbows in putting my portfolio together for work and school. :) i will get to you, though, first thing when i am finished.
from erato :
wow. bubbles set on going... that must be hard considering the story of your good friend... i wonder if it will change. my good friend wanted to join the army but her mother would not have it, what with the war and all, so she took her daughter's boyfriend out and convinced him to propose to her. they bought a ring and everything. so there she is. sixteen, pregnant and engaged. but she is not going to the army anymore. guess her mom got her way. trouble is, i don't think she helped her in any way, shape, or form. in fact, i am quite concerned...
from erato :
i love my parents. they are human, but they are amazing, and they have these lives and these complex reasons for doing everything they do. "you know you are getting over your teens when you start to appreciate your parents" -mother. guess so. :)
from erato :
thanks for the entry! now i really will see into it. :) i am so happy that it worked out well for you. hope everything else is grand as well!
from erato :
WOW! that last one was great! oh the way you flowed. you were free. you just let go and flew, you flew through your words and i could finally see it all, feel you as you are. oh, how beautiful and free you are when you let go and fall to the hands of your words... i loved every second of the rush. and it was a rush. a grand way to start the year!
from erato :
just dropped in to say i hope you have a great new years! party all night, or stay at home and share it with your loved ones, or just spoil yourself, anything you wnat, i just hope you have a great time.
from erato :
oh, doll, that last poem really touched me in more ways than i can count. thank you so much for sharing these parts of you with me... you have no idea how much you settle the chaos within.
from tryangle :
like your poetry. :)
from erato :
i hope you are having a wonderful time. warm season's greetings to you, my good friend, my confidante, my cyber sister. :)
from erato :
i love your december poem. it is so very beautiful. i hope you got my email. i am so sorry i have been unable to get back to you as quickly as before. but do not worry, school is almost out, yay! what are you planning on doing for the holidays?
from erato :
i am so sorry i have been unable to get back to you, doll, but i have been so busy! i hope your thanksgiving is amazing. you deserve a break and happiness. take a break and relax, meditate and let all the stress pressing in on you out. this is a long weekend.
from erato :
so you made it! oh the way you describe that reunion is so magical. i can just imagine. you and she. standing tall and beautiful. i am so, so happy for you.
from erato :
yay! that is wonderful! i am so glad to read that you (and boaz) got the puppies. bubbles is so lucky to have you. wonderful, wonderful. and i wondered whether you would be able to go to your reunion, and i guess the answer is yes, how wonderful! :)
from erato :
you are amazing. thank you so much for leaving me that note. it made me smile. my life is so strange to me right now. i don't even know where i stand. but at least you are there. and in this confusing plane where conscious meets superconscious, i can hold on to that thought. that i have an older sister out there, one that cares... thank you. and if you ever need to talk about anything, remember, all you ever need do is come to me... because i'll be glad to listen, too.
from erato :
but don't you see? your novel, your story, your ups, your downs, and your in-betweens - they are inspiration. you are the kind of friend i would love. the kind of older sister that would guide me. the kind of mother who would do just about everything for the love of her child. bubbles is lucky to have you. you are wonderful, imperfections and all. and i will keep reading your story, because it inspires me. i will read it until the day you stop writing. please don't. you are the only bit of reality in the cyber world of pipe dreams and regrets.
from erato :
regardless how fun a random bathroom encounter, i would give it up for a cup of chai with you and naomi. anyday. your writing inspires beyond the typical apocalyptic orgasm.

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