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philomathean) wrote2023-05-17 09:36 pm
philomathean) wrote2023-05-17 09:36 pm
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[...]
"But what can a decent man speak of with most pleasure?
Answer: _________"
Complete the quote.
"But what can a decent man speak of with most pleasure?
Answer: _________"
Complete the quote.
Of himself.
But who says I'm decent?
But who says I'm decent?
What an unexpected class reunion.
I met with Jack Jung.
I met with Jack Jung.
Edited 2023-05-22 15:43 (UTC)
Who knew that the Lyndon B. Johnson Educational Facility was a training ground for weird, isolationist, mad scientist types.
[....] Oh! I'm glad. Was he nice to you? If he wasn't, I'll send him packing.
[....] Oh! I'm glad. Was he nice to you? If he wasn't, I'll send him packing.
Hey Socially Graceful, riddle me this. [...]
No but actually this is kind of important for us to know each other. Below is a socio-psychological litmus test. The answers are value-neutral, so no worries. And it's incredibly information-rich and efficient at only one question long.
__________
The phrase, "Why bother listening to Vampire Weekend when you could just listen to Paul Simon's 'You Can Call Me Al?'" makes me feel:
A) Enraged
B) Unperturbed
C) Lightly Amused
D) Vindicated
E) Confused. I don't know (what Vampire Weekend/who Paul Simon) is.
No but actually this is kind of important for us to know each other. Below is a socio-psychological litmus test. The answers are value-neutral, so no worries. And it's incredibly information-rich and efficient at only one question long.
__________
The phrase, "Why bother listening to Vampire Weekend when you could just listen to Paul Simon's 'You Can Call Me Al?'" makes me feel:
A) Enraged
B) Unperturbed
C) Lightly Amused
D) Vindicated
E) Confused. I don't know (what Vampire Weekend/who Paul Simon) is.
Hey there Big Baller,
Great question! I appreciate you expressing interest in my ways of thinking, so I will choose from your list even though none of the options are quite right. I think D is the closest to how it makes me feel. If I wanted to listen to a white man's take on 'African' music, I would just listen to Johnny Clegg though. And that's not a dig on Paul Simon.
I have one for you.
__________
When I'm five minutes in to "Trapeze Swinger" by Iron & Wine, I am typically thinking to myself:
A) More, more, more!!! *violently shakes the nearest person by their lapels*
B) Why am I crying in this CVS, bro?
C) I should go to church.
D) Oh, there's more? Hm. Not sure that there needs to be more.
E) I've never listened to this song before.
Great question! I appreciate you expressing interest in my ways of thinking, so I will choose from your list even though none of the options are quite right. I think D is the closest to how it makes me feel. If I wanted to listen to a white man's take on 'African' music, I would just listen to Johnny Clegg though. And that's not a dig on Paul Simon.
I have one for you.
__________
When I'm five minutes in to "Trapeze Swinger" by Iron & Wine, I am typically thinking to myself:
A) More, more, more!!! *violently shakes the nearest person by their lapels*
B) Why am I crying in this CVS, bro?
C) I should go to church.
D) Oh, there's more? Hm. Not sure that there needs to be more.
E) I've never listened to this song before.
[OOC: After this.]
[…] ✌️ What up, Socially Graceful. Me again.
Want to do a federal crime with me? 🍃🍃🍃 My friend Crysta invited you to a sesh. Someone is jumping off a building, too. I’m not going to smoke until after I’m sure Great Leap Forward is okay.
[…] It’s actually important to me that you and Crysta get along, so even if you can’t make it tonight. You know. Keep an open mind.
PS: Also, sorry fell asleep the other night but. CSU Long Beach.
[…] ✌️ What up, Socially Graceful. Me again.
Want to do a federal crime with me? 🍃🍃🍃 My friend Crysta invited you to a sesh. Someone is jumping off a building, too. I’m not going to smoke until after I’m sure Great Leap Forward is okay.
[…] It’s actually important to me that you and Crysta get along, so even if you can’t make it tonight. You know. Keep an open mind.
PS: Also, sorry fell asleep the other night but. CSU Long Beach.
Edited 2023-05-25 03:39 (UTC)
[...] Sure, I'll go. What time?
PS: Go Sharks!
PS: Go Sharks!
ding-dong ditched outside Annie's door [5/25, late evening]
nolitangere
2023-05-26 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
A box of ginseng drinks, atop which lies a CD folded up in a piece of computer paper with some writing on it and a note. The note reads:
Wren Chau and I went on a grocery run in Albany today. Picked up some stuff I figured would be hard to find here at the station. Got you ginseng #forthehealth (although I'm not sure you drink this). Also, since we were talking about it, I burned you a "best of" Habibi Funk CD. Peace.
Wren Chau and I went on a grocery run in Albany today. Picked up some stuff I figured would be hard to find here at the station. Got you ginseng #forthehealth (although I'm not sure you drink this). Also, since we were talking about it, I burned you a "best of" Habibi Funk CD. Peace.
Hi, sorry. Lots of driving around today for me. I started typing out my responses to your questions when I was high last night, and I was going to edit them down. But in the spirit of fairness or full disclosure or whatever, here you go, more than you bargained for:
- Are you close with your parents?
Not really. But they weren't bad to me or anything like that. They were just busy. My dad had a lot of debt from school so we were mostly living on my mom's paychecks. It was really stressful for them, that's all. Also, no worries, they're not traditional so they're not going to insist on meeting your parents or anything like that. I did tell them about you when we decided we'd move forward. My dad said "Great" and my mom asked me to send her a picture of you. You'd like her, I think. Anyway, that's them.
- Do you ever regret it?
No.
The part of LA where I used to live is basically the Port of Los Angeles. It's like one of the top ten busiest container ports in the world. So there's all these trucks coming in and out of the area. And then there are five refineries kind of scattered around in the neighborhoods. I worked at a big county hospital right in the middle of all that. And I don't know if you knew this already, but part of what I can do is that when I touch people, I can sort of sense what's wrong with their bodies. Obviously, I don't do it often, because you know, privacy, but it's useful at work.
Anyway, lol, people would come into the ER for all kinds of reasons, and I'd have to touch them, right? And basically, I see that everyone's lungs are a little fucked up. Sometimes a lot. Old people, kids, babies. My dad's lungs got really fucked after he moved to Carson right by the Marathon Refinery. My lungs too, probably. And not just the lungs, but you know, HPA-axis dysregulation, eye irritation, tooth enamel erosion, it just goes on. So I have people coming in because they broke a bone, and I'm trying to help them, and it's like "oh, your gut is inflamed probably because you live right off the 710 corridor." It was endless. Nothing I did really seemed to matter in the long run. They'd just go home, and it'd start over again. Nothing mattered.
And then [...] you told me there was a way we could maybe change that. And we did, at least for a little bit.
So no. I don't regret it.
- What are your hobbies?
Reading. Listening to music. Working out. Cooking. Watching movies. Road trips. Basketball. I'm really boring.
- Are you close with your parents?
Not really. But they weren't bad to me or anything like that. They were just busy. My dad had a lot of debt from school so we were mostly living on my mom's paychecks. It was really stressful for them, that's all. Also, no worries, they're not traditional so they're not going to insist on meeting your parents or anything like that. I did tell them about you when we decided we'd move forward. My dad said "Great" and my mom asked me to send her a picture of you. You'd like her, I think. Anyway, that's them.
- Do you ever regret it?
No.
The part of LA where I used to live is basically the Port of Los Angeles. It's like one of the top ten busiest container ports in the world. So there's all these trucks coming in and out of the area. And then there are five refineries kind of scattered around in the neighborhoods. I worked at a big county hospital right in the middle of all that. And I don't know if you knew this already, but part of what I can do is that when I touch people, I can sort of sense what's wrong with their bodies. Obviously, I don't do it often, because you know, privacy, but it's useful at work.
Anyway, lol, people would come into the ER for all kinds of reasons, and I'd have to touch them, right? And basically, I see that everyone's lungs are a little fucked up. Sometimes a lot. Old people, kids, babies. My dad's lungs got really fucked after he moved to Carson right by the Marathon Refinery. My lungs too, probably. And not just the lungs, but you know, HPA-axis dysregulation, eye irritation, tooth enamel erosion, it just goes on. So I have people coming in because they broke a bone, and I'm trying to help them, and it's like "oh, your gut is inflamed probably because you live right off the 710 corridor." It was endless. Nothing I did really seemed to matter in the long run. They'd just go home, and it'd start over again. Nothing mattered.
And then [...] you told me there was a way we could maybe change that. And we did, at least for a little bit.
So no. I don't regret it.
- What are your hobbies?
Reading. Listening to music. Working out. Cooking. Watching movies. Road trips. Basketball. I'm really boring.
Oh, my bad. I didn't know we were at high-thoughts levels of intimacy yet. I wrote my replies this afternoon while walking to the lab with a bagel hanging out of my mouth; in retrospect, that feels disrespectful somehow. The truth is, I find it difficult to express myself accurately and authentically, anyway. I doubt I would have come up with anything more insightful, even with lowered inhibitions. Wittgenstein has this quote in Philosophical Investigations where he says, "Philosophy is a battle against the bewitchment of our intelligence by means of language" and that line has always stuck with me. I used to drive myself crazy trying to find the precise words to articulate my thoughts but the closer I'd come to getting it right, the more deceptive and misleading I felt I was being. I can't explain what's going on inside me and it feels disingenuous to pretend I’m expressing an objective truth, even about myself. I like to think it's an effect of my powers but maybe I'm just getting dumber. I don't know. Anyway, there's some high-adjacent thoughts for you.
Moving on!!!
I’ll send you a picture to forward to your mom. Mine is a real trip, honestly, and things are a little complicated between us right now. I’ll only tell her about the wedding at the eleventh hour; she can chalk it up to yet another act of rebellion. My dad’s nicer but no more reasonable. But it’s fine, I’ll just handle the fall out when it’s all said and done.
[...] They’re not bad people. They just can’t seem to see things like you and I do. You know, when I was little I used to think the refineries in Houston were sort of beautiful. From far away, they looked like these funky, geometric steam-punk fortresses. I remember really thinking that human progress was a straight line forward. I'd look at those towering monoliths, belching fire and smoke like they were alive, and feel so proud. [...] My parents’ company is responsible for building some of those refineries. And, sometimes, I’ll experience an unexpected surge of pride, even now. And it racks me with guilt.
So, I don’t regret it either. And I don’t think you’re boring.
P.S. - Thank you for the ginseng drinks and Habibi Funk CD. Lovely additions to my evening routine. How was the drive to Albany?
Moving on!!!
I’ll send you a picture to forward to your mom. Mine is a real trip, honestly, and things are a little complicated between us right now. I’ll only tell her about the wedding at the eleventh hour; she can chalk it up to yet another act of rebellion. My dad’s nicer but no more reasonable. But it’s fine, I’ll just handle the fall out when it’s all said and done.
[...] They’re not bad people. They just can’t seem to see things like you and I do. You know, when I was little I used to think the refineries in Houston were sort of beautiful. From far away, they looked like these funky, geometric steam-punk fortresses. I remember really thinking that human progress was a straight line forward. I'd look at those towering monoliths, belching fire and smoke like they were alive, and feel so proud. [...] My parents’ company is responsible for building some of those refineries. And, sometimes, I’ll experience an unexpected surge of pride, even now. And it racks me with guilt.
So, I don’t regret it either. And I don’t think you’re boring.
P.S. - Thank you for the ginseng drinks and Habibi Funk CD. Lovely additions to my evening routine. How was the drive to Albany?
Good job out there today, by the way. You were impressive.
Aw thanks, man! 🪳💪
It's weird that they let you all watch us.
It's weird that they let you all watch us.
It seems obvious you'll be offered a leadership position after today. But tell me, was it you or Jack who swooned afterwards? I think knowing which one of you falls into the other's arms will tell me a lot about this relationship.
And here I am, your loyal informant: I don't think you need to worry too much about the Waldingers. They're mutual brats when put together. I didn't catch all of their conversation but they're clearly in cahoots.
And here I am, your loyal informant: I don't think you need to worry too much about the Waldingers. They're mutual brats when put together. I didn't catch all of their conversation but they're clearly in cahoots.
I don't want a leadership position though. I want to stay in the lab. Haha very funny. It takes a little more than a bag of oranges to make me swoon.
One week in to the new cohort cycle and you've already completed a quest! I think this is going to be a good year. That's good to hear. Honestly, I think that's the best case scenario. Maybe we won't have to be mean to Crysta, after all. Which is great, because she seems really cool.
One week in to the new cohort cycle and you've already completed a quest! I think this is going to be a good year. That's good to hear. Honestly, I think that's the best case scenario. Maybe we won't have to be mean to Crysta, after all. Which is great, because she seems really cool.
He’s built like Sexy Squidward and he loves minions.
What do you want to know?
What do you want to know?
Edited (This is so much more difficult and treacherous than the exploration eval) 2023-05-27 06:25 (UTC)
hiiii i've decided you're the ONLY one i trust with helping me even BEGIN to parse what "semiformal" "but it's a rec center!" "but it's a MURDER MYSTERY PARTY" like. Even means or entails please save me whaaat are you wearing tomorrow.
Wow, I am honored! Here’s the deal: if you and I are coordinated, everyone else will feel like they missed the memo. So, we have total control.
I heard a rumor that maybe a giallo-esque photo will be staged, so I’m thinking vibrant colors and dramatic lines? I was going to wear a bright magenta French workman’s jacket and mini-skirt set.
Do you want to get ready together?
I heard a rumor that maybe a giallo-esque photo will be staged, so I’m thinking vibrant colors and dramatic lines? I was going to wear a bright magenta French workman’s jacket and mini-skirt set.
Do you want to get ready together?
A compass wrapped in a brown paper commissary bag and a note. The note reads:
Congratulations on making Explorer leadership. Or not? Seems kind of dangerous. "Outdoorlifestyle.com" says this is the second-best compass of 2023. They don't sell the best compass at the commissary. You're probably supplied with better gear for field missions, so I guess this can just stay on your mantlepiece or be clutter. The sentiment behind this is, "may you guide your team well" or something along those lines. You get the picture.
Be safe,
Jack
Congratulations on making Explorer leadership. Or not? Seems kind of dangerous. "Outdoorlifestyle.com" says this is the second-best compass of 2023. They don't sell the best compass at the commissary. You're probably supplied with better gear for field missions, so I guess this can just stay on your mantlepiece or be clutter. The sentiment behind this is, "may you guide your team well" or something along those lines. You get the picture.
Be safe,
Jack
[Continuing from here]
They're not, this is more a personal curiosity thing.
If you want blond and unreactive, maybe you should shoot your shot with Raine.
Hm. I guess I'll let you in on my trade secrets. Secret slutty face sometimes. Tight-fitting shirt is a must. And I'm not above strategic athleisure, like gray sweatpants or hoochie daddy shorts depending on if the situation calls for an air of artlessness or extreme intentionality. But my killing move? Taking people back to mine to show them my Colin Farrell posters. [...] I am also joking about this, btw.
Oh cool, we're taking this relationship to the next level: you steal my kidneys. (I'm not too tall for your floor, however.)
They're not, this is more a personal curiosity thing.
If you want blond and unreactive, maybe you should shoot your shot with Raine.
Hm. I guess I'll let you in on my trade secrets. Secret slutty face sometimes. Tight-fitting shirt is a must. And I'm not above strategic athleisure, like gray sweatpants or hoochie daddy shorts depending on if the situation calls for an air of artlessness or extreme intentionality. But my killing move? Taking people back to mine to show them my Colin Farrell posters. [...] I am also joking about this, btw.
Oh cool, we're taking this relationship to the next level: you steal my kidneys. (I'm not too tall for your floor, however.)
Well, I'm happy to answer them. Although we should probably also agree on some answers to the boring stuff when you're less concussed.
Ha ha. Or maybe Crysta? I feel like she would be entirely unfazed if my voice suddenly turned thunderous and shook the foundations of the earth.
It's a shame that you don't play any contact sports because your ability to embody the lax bro mentality at a drop of a hat is chilling. I'm really not sure if I believe that you're joking.
If I was going to steal your kidneys, I'd do it on the ground floor for easy clean up. But no, it's not that. I'm having people over next Saturday for Raine's birthday and I need to teach you where I keep the spoons and what not, so it looks like you've been here before. (Ugh.)
Ha ha. Or maybe Crysta? I feel like she would be entirely unfazed if my voice suddenly turned thunderous and shook the foundations of the earth.
It's a shame that you don't play any contact sports because your ability to embody the lax bro mentality at a drop of a hat is chilling. I'm really not sure if I believe that you're joking.
If I was going to steal your kidneys, I'd do it on the ground floor for easy clean up. But no, it's not that. I'm having people over next Saturday for Raine's birthday and I need to teach you where I keep the spoons and what not, so it looks like you've been here before. (Ugh.)
I've prepared my psychoanalytic report of that playlist you sent me. Honestly, even if it's supposed to be funny, it doesn't seem like it is to me? I also feel like I'm walking into a pit trap with this one, given that we promised to be kind but there's a high likelihood that my psychoanalysis will read as unkind. So, you know. Understand I'm typing this with so much kindness in my hands right now. I'm the King Midas of kind.
I think the subject of the playlist is maybe a little [...] addicted? (is that the right word?) to the idea of emotional/physical/spiritual dissatisfaction. All the songs are about feeling unfulfilled, but it seems like the subject has made unfulfillment part of their identity. Maybe something unhappy and cruel happened to them early on, like someone important to them let them down in a very painful way, and now they're stuck (maybe subconsciously) on the idea that unhappy, disappointing, or cruel things will always happen to them. My sense is that they might not know what to do with themselves if something genuinely good happened. They might not even recognize it as a good thing. But they at least derive mental satisfaction from thinking about their situation, so there's that. A very cerebral, stuck-in-their-own-head type of person.
So in a way, I feel a little bad for the object of the playlist. Obviously, they're a loser, but I also think there's almost no way they can win with the subject. It's also possible the subject doesn't really know the object or their motivations very well at all. But of course, as Pierre Bourdieu would point out, my psychoanalysis is informed by my own positionality. Male chauvinism, gendered cultural norms, you get it. [...] And I'm thinking now that maybe you fed me this playlist to psychoanalyze my psychoanalysis, and if that's the case, good play lol.
Anyway, cool playlist, seriously. I added "Face Down" to my lifting mix. Questions:
- Were you an induced labor for medical reasons? […] Or was it a non-medical scheduling reason?
- Why did you choose to be an Explorer?
- Do you like sweets?
I think the subject of the playlist is maybe a little [...] addicted? (is that the right word?) to the idea of emotional/physical/spiritual dissatisfaction. All the songs are about feeling unfulfilled, but it seems like the subject has made unfulfillment part of their identity. Maybe something unhappy and cruel happened to them early on, like someone important to them let them down in a very painful way, and now they're stuck (maybe subconsciously) on the idea that unhappy, disappointing, or cruel things will always happen to them. My sense is that they might not know what to do with themselves if something genuinely good happened. They might not even recognize it as a good thing. But they at least derive mental satisfaction from thinking about their situation, so there's that. A very cerebral, stuck-in-their-own-head type of person.
So in a way, I feel a little bad for the object of the playlist. Obviously, they're a loser, but I also think there's almost no way they can win with the subject. It's also possible the subject doesn't really know the object or their motivations very well at all. But of course, as Pierre Bourdieu would point out, my psychoanalysis is informed by my own positionality. Male chauvinism, gendered cultural norms, you get it. [...] And I'm thinking now that maybe you fed me this playlist to psychoanalyze my psychoanalysis, and if that's the case, good play lol.
Anyway, cool playlist, seriously. I added "Face Down" to my lifting mix. Questions:
- Were you an induced labor for medical reasons? […] Or was it a non-medical scheduling reason?
- Why did you choose to be an Explorer?
- Do you like sweets?
Edited (Now with questions…) 2023-06-07 22:20 (UTC)
Sorry. I fell asleep doing some reading for work. Your Shinzo Abe chat up line text is actually what woke me up. So, thank you for that. Kept me from sleeping on the couch all night.
Anyway, wow. 👏 👏 👏 Excellent distillation of the most salient points, and delivered with such a gentle touch.
Annie at 17 would have written several ungenerous and incredibly mean spirited diary entries about this analysis in glitter gel pen. How dare you acknowledge your positionality before I've even had the chance to accuse you of not acknowledging it, etc. etc. etc. But she would have been wrong to do so. You should feel bad for [Jeremy Hyslop]. The worst thing he ever did to me was not like me, and I knew that and pursued him anyway. That's pretty toxic. All of my favorite stories and pieces of art were about beautiful suffering and I was sssssliving in the most milquetoast way imaginable, so I guess I just got bored? Nothing bad ever happened to me (beyond the whole getting shipped off to boarding school for being a bug thing.) I know you are absolutely going to read too far into this next bit, and I strongly urge you not to: but, I remember thinking that Lise's love for Aloysha was they height of human suffering. And maybe I just thought it would be cool to go sicko mode like Lise and "derive mental satisfaction from thinking" about it, as you so elegantly put it. But idk, this is all in retrospect. I grew out of whatever all that was. And you said you're into 🚩🚩🚩 anyway.
You passed, btw.
Answers:
[1] I'm sure I never would have heard the end of it if my birth had given my mother any trouble.
[2] Lots of reasons! I'm a naturally curious person and I take great pleasure experiencing new things, even objectively negative things (as you may have surmised.) And as you also noted, I'm a "very cerebral, stuck-in-their[my]-own-head type of person." I did not grow out of that. So, it's nice to get out of the lab and actually see and feel new things, outside of myself. Plus, it's pretty out there.
[3] Oh, yes. I have a massive sweet tooth. And I love squishy textures, like mochi cake. Or gummy candy, but I'm pretty particular. Haribo = 👎
Anyway, wow. 👏 👏 👏 Excellent distillation of the most salient points, and delivered with such a gentle touch.
Annie at 17 would have written several ungenerous and incredibly mean spirited diary entries about this analysis in glitter gel pen. How dare you acknowledge your positionality before I've even had the chance to accuse you of not acknowledging it, etc. etc. etc. But she would have been wrong to do so. You should feel bad for [Jeremy Hyslop]. The worst thing he ever did to me was not like me, and I knew that and pursued him anyway. That's pretty toxic. All of my favorite stories and pieces of art were about beautiful suffering and I was sssssliving in the most milquetoast way imaginable, so I guess I just got bored? Nothing bad ever happened to me (beyond the whole getting shipped off to boarding school for being a bug thing.) I know you are absolutely going to read too far into this next bit, and I strongly urge you not to: but, I remember thinking that Lise's love for Aloysha was they height of human suffering. And maybe I just thought it would be cool to go sicko mode like Lise and "derive mental satisfaction from thinking" about it, as you so elegantly put it. But idk, this is all in retrospect. I grew out of whatever all that was. And you said you're into 🚩🚩🚩 anyway.
You passed, btw.
Answers:
[1] I'm sure I never would have heard the end of it if my birth had given my mother any trouble.
[2] Lots of reasons! I'm a naturally curious person and I take great pleasure experiencing new things, even objectively negative things (as you may have surmised.) And as you also noted, I'm a "very cerebral, stuck-in-their[my]-own-head type of person." I did not grow out of that. So, it's nice to get out of the lab and actually see and feel new things, outside of myself. Plus, it's pretty out there.
[3] Oh, yes. I have a massive sweet tooth. And I love squishy textures, like mochi cake. Or gummy candy, but I'm pretty particular. Haribo = 👎
Here’s my peace offering: just one song, not a playlist. I can’t make peanut butter kong playlists, my playlists only ever say what I mean lol. Hope you find this groovy. I’ll work on being less of an adult baby.
[…] I would like to hear your one-woman rendition of Love Shack one of these days.
[…] I would like to hear your one-woman rendition of Love Shack one of these days.
My peace offering was better. But I do like this song a lot. It’s incredibly groovy 🕺
In the spirit of transparency, I thought you should know that I had a long argument with you in my head in the shower this morning. And you dunked on me so hard that I actually have been a little mad at you today.
So, thank you for reaching out. Honestly, I’ve been the babyish one for trying to avoid what I knew would be an uncomfortable conversation. I’m happy to talk about it whenever you want.
In the spirit of transparency, I thought you should know that I had a long argument with you in my head in the shower this morning. And you dunked on me so hard that I actually have been a little mad at you today.
So, thank you for reaching out. Honestly, I’ve been the babyish one for trying to avoid what I knew would be an uncomfortable conversation. I’m happy to talk about it whenever you want.
So I was able to make you a playlist in return. It's not a peanut butter kong playlist, but you can think of it as a fun two-way audio Rorschach test. For when you're bored.
One song is just something I threw in there because I thought it'd scratch your "beautiful suffering" itch, if that's still an itch you have. (You said you grew out of it, but I took that to mean you grew out of pursuing it, not that you grew out of a general appreciation for the genre.) Otherwise: fun two-way audio Rorschach test, a little tongue-in-cheek, though not as "funny" as your playlist.
Anyway, cool party. I think Raine had a good time? Thanks for the invite. [...] And sorry, haha. Got too high.
One song is just something I threw in there because I thought it'd scratch your "beautiful suffering" itch, if that's still an itch you have. (You said you grew out of it, but I took that to mean you grew out of pursuing it, not that you grew out of a general appreciation for the genre.) Otherwise: fun two-way audio Rorschach test, a little tongue-in-cheek, though not as "funny" as your playlist.
Anyway, cool party. I think Raine had a good time? Thanks for the invite. [...] And sorry, haha. Got too high.
Edited (The "sorry" is b/c he's assuming Raine told on him) 2023-06-12 16:01 (UTC)
Oh, I was just sitting down to answer your questions from a couple of days ago, but I can save them for later. This is a pleasant (??) surprise. Thank you for all of your help this weekend, by the way. I hope YOU had a good time. If you're apologizing for going through my [literal] desk drawers, it's [...] no big deal. I guess it's nice that you're curious about me. Although a two-way audio Rorschach test is a much better way of going about it. But I think you know that.
[...] Honestly, it's making me a little emotional. Is it supposed to be making me emotional?
[...] Honestly, it's making me a little emotional. Is it supposed to be making me emotional?
We went to boarding school together but just reconnected recentlyish. […] Isn’t he cute?
What up. […] I made you some spring rolls as a my bad for blowing up this morning and because I thought you were going to get eaten by a giant mole in your bug form and I was like oh fuck will the last thing I ever said to Annie be the foot emoji and the peace sign emoji???. I was going to just ding-dong ditch the spring rolls but if you want someone to chill in silence with I’m down for that. […] I also have a playlist that’s called “department store pop” that’s all pop songs you only ever hear in department stores and I listen to that sometimes when I just don’t want to think about anything.
Wow long message damn Jack chatting2hard lol anyway
Wow long message damn Jack chatting2hard lol anyway
I'd like that. Sitting in silence, eating spring rolls to Meghan Trainor with you sounds great actually.
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You know I didn't mean it the way you took it, right?
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You know I didn't mean it the way you took it, right?
Hey, sorry. I slept basically all day yesterday.
I'm glad! Can I ask why we were briefly not good, so I can try to prevent it in the future?
I'm glad! Can I ask why we were briefly not good, so I can try to prevent it in the future?
A rubber band ball with googly eyes and a note. The note reads:
Annie Annie Annie (A3). You and moles, huh? What's the deal? Can you make me worry about you getting attacked by some other subterranean creature? Just for spice. I hear that also improves marriages.
Anyway, 1: I heard you and Eden went on a daring mission to the Research building to check on our scary biglittle research subjects. For your valor, I'm awarding you a medal of honor, this rubber band ball I made at 5:00 AM yesterday morning. His name is Gaspard, and he's the tulpa I got from being in Enodia Station's MKUltra experiment (being stuck for hours in Medical with Dr. Knox the trauma surgeon).
2: Sorry for no-responding you the other day. But you said something really nice, "my intention is to be good to you" and I was thinking about that while getting MKUltra'd. I want to clarify that while I don't want you to waste your time with my BS, if you're ever upset about anything or you ever want to talk about whatever, I will never consider that a waste of my time. My intention is to be good to you, too.
That's all!
- Jack
Annie Annie Annie (A3). You and moles, huh? What's the deal? Can you make me worry about you getting attacked by some other subterranean creature? Just for spice. I hear that also improves marriages.
Anyway, 1: I heard you and Eden went on a daring mission to the Research building to check on our scary biglittle research subjects. For your valor, I'm awarding you a medal of honor, this rubber band ball I made at 5:00 AM yesterday morning. His name is Gaspard, and he's the tulpa I got from being in Enodia Station's MKUltra experiment (being stuck for hours in Medical with Dr. Knox the trauma surgeon).
2: Sorry for no-responding you the other day. But you said something really nice, "my intention is to be good to you" and I was thinking about that while getting MKUltra'd. I want to clarify that while I don't want you to waste your time with my BS, if you're ever upset about anything or you ever want to talk about whatever, I will never consider that a waste of my time. My intention is to be good to you, too.
That's all!
- Jack
Me after I hook up with some stranger and then I gotta get outta there ASAP to preserve the sanctity of being mutual strangers so I won't uncover any context for their thoughts I now know: https://twitter.com/shayfil666/status/1669531475459428356?s=20. Right down to the tote bag. I feel seen but I wish I wasn't.
Speaking of thoughts I now know, something weird happened at work today when I bumped into Raine. His thoughts got past my earworm. He was really torturing himself over whether he should text Enoch. Like a full mental debate. He must have been thinking about it really hard for this to have happened. But I thought he and Enoch were splitsville?
Speaking of thoughts I now know, something weird happened at work today when I bumped into Raine. His thoughts got past my earworm. He was really torturing himself over whether he should text Enoch. Like a full mental debate. He must have been thinking about it really hard for this to have happened. But I thought he and Enoch were splitsville?
You are so lucky we re-met on the forums 🤙 and not at some bar in Laguna, because if you ever did this to me (no matter how cute the tote bag!) I would literally call your mother and tattle.
[...]Did your thoughts get pa If you'd picked one of my song suggestions for your earworm, this never would have happened.
Raine was in Enoch's room for a long time during the storm. Maybe they had an End of the World mega-makeout and Raine's feeling weird about it now?
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Raine was in Enoch's room for a long time during the storm. Maybe they had an End of the World mega-makeout and Raine's feeling weird about it now?
Ah hell, what NOW? I'm up to my ears in strange happenings.
[...] Actually this does not fall into the giving-you-space deal. Goodbye.
You with your bigass water bottle:
If you drop that thing again and it falls through the floor and kills me...
If you drop that thing again and it falls through the floor and kills me...
What? You'll haunt me forever? Don't threaten me with a good time.
I promise I'll be very careful when I get home. What're you still doing up?
I promise I'll be very careful when I get home. What're you still doing up?
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