Blue Saturday

ach, daddy issues

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=or1oZ35NA2U

strangley at peace this a.m.

i mean, considering i've got bad things to do to people v. soon

oh I've got houses and I've got lands
and half Northumberland belongs to me
and I'd grant it all to the fair young lady
as would release me and let me free

^otm.

had a substantial and sudden access of loneliness yesterday evening. this is not a "poor me" thing - it's more how curious the physical sensation is. it reminds me slightly of the bitter things we learn to consume as adults - booze, caffeine, tobacco. the taste of internal harm, self-annihilation and death to the point of connoisseurship.

that was a little more Fotheringham-Rhomas than intended. just mean there's something not wholly unpleasant in the sensation.

I like it

http://nostradamundus.files.wordpress.com/2011/12/800px-french_fleet_with_barbarossa_at_the_siege_of_nice_15431.jpg

the bitter things we learn to consume as adults

otm - it has its pleasures

He was alone. He was unheeded, happy and near to the wild heart of life. He was alone and young and wilful and wildhearted, alone amid a waste of wild air and brackish waters and the sea-harvest of shells and tangle and veiled grey sunlight and gayclad lightclad figures of children and girls and voices childish and girlish in the air.

megamix of every use of the word "alone" from Portrait basically nails it

the bitter things we consume as adults telling ourselves they bring sophistication, coolness, a brief escape from obligations to other people

(just got back from dentist, musing wankily while looking for distractions from rubbery face and the suspicion that my teeth don't meet properly now and that "bits of your temporary cap will come off over the next fortnight but don't worry" might not have meant "btw it's totally fine if a 3mm-wide chunk comes out on your walk home in 5 minutes")

Bitter things we learn to consume as adults - coffee, tobacco, alcohol - we usually learn to consume because all of these things bring pleasurable altered or heightened states of consciousness, often analogous to the pleasurable states of childhood - excitement, comfort, disinhibition - and we come to associate the bitterness of the taste with the pleasure of the altered state.

well, I was filing "pleasurable altered states" under "escape from obligations" for neatness, but yes, getting caught up in a romantic view of one's own loneliness as misunderstood protagonist striking out on own is a nice recap of childhood solipsism too

if I sound glib, I spend a lot of time being lonely or lonerish and inventing narratives about it, good and bad, helpful and unhelpful

think that's a given for our regulars here :/

oh yes.

Really want to get v v drunk tonight but have to remind myself I have a new, uninvestigated patch of Great North Woods to investigate tomorrow & cannot be ruined.

Also wish there were a way to say "I don't feel like going out but I'd like to hang out in my pyjamas and I can draw & you can read or whatever" without it sounding like a sexual come-on or invitation to misunderstanding & badness.

i think there is a way to say that but other party has to be very on yr wavelength

I have a few friends I could say that to but not a ton--but they are the best ones.

i had hoped my current semi-ex and i would have spent a lot of time simply sitting together and reading, but anytime i ever suggested it i was vetoed

sorry for brag but i've just had the best person for hanging out in pyjamas snarking at TV arrive, and me and her are gonna go and buy naughty food for the night now

:D

Is it my favorite monster???

yeah!!!!

haven't seen her since Easter. we have kebabs and burgers now. have the best weekends you can possibly have everybody x x x

Snarking is good for sharpening one's wits/teeth.

i watched mst3k religiously when i was 11-12 and it led me forever down the path of tv/movie snarking

enjoy your pyjama-ed takeaway-eating TV snarking and subsequent weekend, NV and monster <3 <3

(and best-possible weekend wishes for everyone else reading this, of course)

ilx needs more monster stories, btw.

she hasn't shut up since she got here so i'm sure i'll come up with something

lol a fairytale ending

I got drunk

sorry for brag but i've just had the best person for hanging out in pyjamas snarking at TV arrive, and me and her are gonna go and buy naughty food for the night now

:D

― nostalgie de couilles (Noodle Vague), Friday, 2 May 2014 18:35 (2 hours ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

✓

what nakh said much more succinctly.

make sure to get the good stuff, whatever that might be for you and yours.

portrait

sorry for brag but i've just had the best person for hanging out in pyjamas snarking at TV arrive, and me and her are gonna go and buy naughty food for the night now

:D

― nostalgie de couilles (Noodle Vague), Friday, 2 May 2014 18:35 (2 hours ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

✓

:)

"a brand is the collection of functional and emotional benefits delivered to an end consumer"

??

bustin' makes me feel good i guess

Self-expressive benefits provide an opportunity for someone to communicate his or her self-image.

They heighten the connection between the brand and the customer by focusing on something linked to his or her personality. Self-expressive benefits focus on the act of using the product, as opposed to the emotional benefits associated with the result of using the product.

A self-expressive benefit can include the elegance and the feeling of being cool projected by the Apple iPhone, the raw masculinity projected by the Harley-Davidson motorcycle brand or the luxury displayed by carrying a Louis Vuitton bag.

so unselfconscious, so pretty. little people inside waiting to express themselves thru the medium of buying stuff.

here is me, sitting inside this lumpy dowdy body that bumbles thru the world.

me is self-contained, knows things about itself and the separate everything that surrounds it, strives to display itself within the separateness.

it just wants the not-me to recognize its unique, articulable me-ness.

look everybody: this is me!

Emotional benefits provide customers with a positive feeling when they purchase or use a particular brand. They add richness and depth to the experience of owning and using the brand.

Examples of emotional benefits include the “feel-good” factor when purchasing groceries carrying a fair-trade label or when donating to charities such as the Heart & Stroke Foundation. Buying local or organic foods has also started to carry emotional benefits, although most brands in these areas are niche brands that are currently not well known to others than enthusiasts.

had a discussion the other day about whether if you're smart and work hard enough you can achieve whatever you want in our society. god, what if that's true?

uncomfortable possibility that we all get the quality of life we deserve

if you're not striving, you're not living

God put marks of displeasure on Adam. 1. His habitation is cursed. God gave the earth to the children of men, to be a comfortable dwelling; but it is now cursed for man's sin. Yet Adam is not himself cursed, as the serpent was, but only the ground for his sake. 2. His employments and enjoyments are imbittered to him. Labour is our duty, which we must faithfully perform; it is part of man's sentence, which idleness daringly defies. Uneasiness and weariness with labour are our just punishment, which we must patiently submit to, since they are less than our iniquity deserves. Man's food shall become unpleasant to him. Yet man is not sentenced to eat dust as the serpent, only to eat the herb of the field. 3. His life also is but short; considering how full of trouble his days are, it is in favour to him that they are few. Yet death being dreadful to nature, even when life is unpleasant, that concludes the punishment. Sin brought death into the world: if Adam had not sinned, he had not died.

This information is for those who inherit the New Age.

sometimes my brain deserts out and i have no idea what to read or what to think about or what to do

http://teachmetarot.files.wordpress.com/2012/09/pcurx.jpg

There are also letters of his to Cicero, as well as to his intimates on private affairs, and in the latter, if he had anything confidential to say, he wrote it in cipher, that is, by so changing the order of the letters of the alphabet, that not a word could be made out. If anyone wishes to decipher these, and get at their meaning, he must substitute the fourth letter of the alphabet, namely D, for A, and so with the others.

worst. cryptography. ever.

sorry for brag but i've just had the best person for hanging out in pyjamas snarking at TV arrive, and me and her are gonna go and buy naughty food for the night now

:D

― nostalgie de couilles (Noodle Vague), Friday, May 2, 2014 1:35 PM (1 week ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

Is it my favorite monster???

― Orson Wellies (in orbit), Friday, May 2, 2014 1:37 PM (1 week ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

yeah!!!!

haven't seen her since Easter. we have kebabs and burgers now. have the best weekends you can possibly have everybody x x x

― nostalgie de couilles (Noodle Vague), Friday, May 2, 2014 2:10 PM (1 week ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

Only saw this now but oh how adorable that whole exchange was. :)

Hannah: There's a meeting for parents at school to talk about sex
Me: It's probably asking permission to do sex education with you, cos it's a Catholic school.
Han: No it's definitely about sex
Me: I think you must be wrong because by definition it's too late to tell us parents about it
Han: (giggling I'm laughing because I get it

at middle school once we were asked to compose a code and so I took my cue from The Lord of the Rings (on which I was v keen) and chose a rhyme of some sort to stand as a key. only those who knew the rhyme could decode.

I won (it was possibile ti work out everyone else's) and then had to explain to everyone what the solution was. i explained and people, including the teacher, were v angry indeed. she said "I don't know how anyone was supposed to get that" and (this was when we were just starting to swear) someone called me (correctly really) "a bloody wanker".

I remember being v high & mighty about it. it's a fucking code! I still feel this from time to time.

xpost and :)

hahahaha awwww Hannah