Blue Saturday

shit. you've been one of my favourite posters on here forever - real voice of life, not just the chatter. really will miss you - stay well and find joy man.

(and yes I cannot believe that some shit would pull this shit).

Yeah it's incredible that someone would go to those lengths. Be good and come back when the dust settles. You'll be missed, bud.

DC you are a good sort; I'll miss your posts a great deal and hope to see some new ones some day. In the meantime please do what you have to and take care.

(also what everyone else said)

what a big set of hairy bollocks. if you need to round up a local posse, you know where I am.

this new development sucks heartily. do what you need to do DC, but you'll be sorely missed

Hope you're still using your FP privileges at least

do i ever miss this fucking guy

um

sorry I mean yeah! yeah. RIP dude ;_;

The consistently wisest fucker on here and a brilliant person.

the guy is wonderful yeah, wherever he is

major bummer

riddance

*feels arctic chill from wins, gasps*

I agree with everyone who has said they refuse to grieve on line. In fact I doubt the sincerity of anyone who does so.

If you want to mark personal loss then a moment's reflection would seem to be most appropriate. I find solace in poetry, but everyone will have their own way which would be appropriate.

As regards feelings about celebrity loss ie the death of someone famous then I find that more problematical.

I met someone a few years ago who was a Manchester United fan and he was baffled why he couldn't stop weeping when George Best died. To a certain extent I think that we grieve for what we have lost personally rather than for the person whom we only know through either television, the cinema or through some other distorting lens. It's a remembrance of all those feelings we had when we were first moved by some special skill or talent that caught our attention - a transient moment of magic - now lost but brought back when we see a notice of their death.

i think we grieve for the transience.

this was always the thread i posted to while being dragged around department stores, ive no idea what the significance of that is but it was in no way once-or-twice i mean p much any time this thread got traffic i was avoiding perfume aisles

xp i used to be transient it wasn't all that

Joop Saturday

It's only a whimsical notion
To fly down to Rio tonight
And I probably won't fly down to Rio
But then again I just might

maybe i'mma crawl out from under my rock, stretch my tentacles again

how tempting Ogden Clough looks

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kL5DDSglM_s

村の人達

lol yeah but also something sort of Andrew WK-ish in that ueber-positivity

i like it, think i'm smiling with them not at them

yeah it's awesome

i think w/ a lot of japanese comedy stuff westerners assume incorrectly that the humor is unintentional

"yatta!" means something like "we did it!"

Céline, monster munch, wondering if I should be worried about this dysphagia

Beer

Soledad

70s mor golden oldies station playing on pub stereo, consistently, unfeasibly beautiful

celine was so important for me when i first moved to chicago and seemed to perfectly reflect the new environs (shit brown snow everywhere, unfamiliar streets) that i don't think i could read him now without some sort of spurious nostalgia for an unpleasant time

70s mor golden oldies station playing on pub stereo, consistently, unfeasibly beautiful

✓

browsing this cool smithsonian book "great maps" dear god the world ocean floor map. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marie_Tharp

went to yoga last night. did not feel body positive.

!!!!! Was it a first or early visit?

yeah first, it was probably hilarious to watch - it's kinda hard to judge how you're doing when you're mostly facing right up or right down. and i was the only dude there. but i didn't hate it, i'm going back until they ban me for ungainliness

:D :D :D

happy birthday mr wave

terrified of having to cope with adult life, lonely, devoid of any sense of purpose, no power to change anything that makes me unhappy, all i've learned is how to fake humanity and all i've got to do is keep repeating the illusion in public until fuck knows

can't tell what's panic and what's all there is any more

over

:(

seriously ... i have to console myself that at least I am capable of going through the motions

yeah it's true :/ just got out of practice cos of time off

this endless sleepiness and lack of goals and just barely hanging onto cleanliness and order, this is depression again i guess? feel like i'm at the bottom of a sea of sludge

option 1
hang in there NV, best wishes

option 2
my life is so small and narrow
where is it taking me?

option 3
i feel you, back to work on mon, all week in bed with flu (ah actually just cold, my mother got it too and she had the flu jab) wondering if i was staying in bed due to illness physical or mental: too tired to get up but not sleeping while down, or fitfully dreaming of work and waking in a cold sweat

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take care all blue saturdayers

http://i.imgur.com/s9SpjOC.jpg

http://www.vice.com/en_uk/read/in-defence-of-hull-023

you can nearly see my office from there

he's broadly correct on the economic history aiui

also she is almost directly overlooking the yard where HMS Bounty was built

because this isn't my birthplace i'm not gonna call the lad on his nihilist youth but i suspect he's embellishing a shade - here is Trinity's school uniform:

http://assets.sptacademies.org.uk/files/img_cache/Feature/980_350_1_1_DSC01929.JPG

That really florid bit about the "hard living trawlerman ethos" and them passing their "nails" genes onto him reads like absolute bollocks!

the trawlermen were pretty fucken tough to be fair - and lived it pretty large in the brief spells they spent back at home

but heavy poetic licence yeah and this lad mayn't even be a son of Hessle Rd for all we know

otoh it's in Vice i wasnae expecting an essay in social history

getting bored of "hull's great despite what you might think" articles now, just fuck off and leave us alone again.

^^^

if you need convincing then fuck you anyway