Why are you Unhappy?

'Coz I spilled coke all over my discman in the car at a redlight tonight, and now it isn't functioning properly

[wankgothalert] I just want something I can never have [/wankgothalert]

Not that I'm really unhappy.

Well, actually, my job is boring but pretty bearable, my band(s) are going well for once and, erm, stuff is OK. What continues to make me unhappy and miserable and stroppy?

-lack of a romantic or sexual or snuggling partner. I know that I should be way over this, but still it makes me unhappy. I've stopped fixating on Hilton (except in a vague "oh, he's so talented and beautiful" sort of way) but I've not stopped being sad and lonely.

-fucking PATRONISTIC BULLSHIT TOKENISTIC CRAP articles about "Chixors in Roxor" in crap style magazines. The article (stuck right at the back of the "mens issue") was so shit and so dismissive and tokenistic that for once I was actually GLAD that my band were not in it.

Oh, threadkiller me...

it's my last day of holiday and i have this sinking empty feeling in my stomach.

I'm putting too many things off.

Feeling a bit alone in the world and mentally beating myself up all the time.

-lonely
-existence is meaningless
-massive famine I will probably die in 10-20 years from now makes looking towards the future pointless.

Severe long-term clinical depression. Otherwise, things are pretty good.

1) It's fucking 2 degrees Farenheit out there
2) No soulseek
3) No cash whatsoever until Friday
4) Actually, that's about it

Minnesota weather is not Minnesota weather without featuring a wind chill factor.

Give me ONE fucking reason to be happy. I am serious.

You are not the child of Michael Jackson

You should be happy because JESUS ROCKS.

Actually I'm just unhappy because I hate having a corporeal body, maybe MJ is onto something

Also your body parts are not detachable, as his are

I have little or no work coming up in the near future, so I don't have much of anything to distract me from my money worries. And it's just like dieting -- since I can't afford to spend money carelessly right now every distraction that springs to mind costs money. Go to a movie? There's nothing out that I want to see that I haven't seen already. Go out for a drink? That costs a lot more than having a drink at home. Go to a show? The bands I want to see won't hit DC for several weeks, and besides they're going to be charging $8-12 dollars at the door. I can cook perfectly well for myself at home, yet I crave Chinese food; and I know I don't need any new clothes yet I long to go shopping.

Well, to just make me even MORE unhappy, I just got my first muso journo rejection note.

What sucks more is, I totally agree with it. The article took me months to write, I was never happy with it, and I thought the end result sucked. The moral of the story is, I suck at doing interviews. It's hard enough for me to interact with other musicians, let alone connect with them on any level. Plus, I get jealous of anything other musicians have accomplished that I haven't. And... well... most musicians are boring fucking cunts that put their passion into their music and don't really have anything interesting to say about it.

I just had a good cry and now I think I'm going to bed.

I prefer making music to writing about it, anyway. But I can't shake the feeling of misery and failure about sucking at something. OK, it's not something I ever *wanted* to be good at, but still. I hate feeling like I suck at something.

Because I'm damned near broke and i'd rather have lots and lots of goodies.
Because I have no idea what I am doing with my life over the long-term, nor why I would be doing it if I did know what it was.
Because being angsty is cooler than being bubbly. (uh-huh, be honest. you know that's the REAL reason that you're unhappy too)
Because i'm not sure why I get up in the morning, either.

On the plus side, the chances that nuclear war will soon put us all out of our misery suddenly and without any warning are increasing. Woohoo!

Peoples utter disrespect for the rest of civilisation.

PWEI is making me happy

hmm,

1. i'm always broke and can't pay my bills despite working harder than i ever have in my life.

2. my job completely fucks my mind, kicks my ass and leaves me clueless in the middle of rush hour traffic.

3. if I don't stick w/above job I don't know what else I'll do

4. I really feel i have no reason to be happy, i don't think.

all that being said this is the first time in my life i've been single and pleased with it. Tonight i counted up 6 guys and chixors who want to date me and whom i've been shutting out. At first I felt bad about it: "I'd better go out with one of them before they all change their minds!" But then i realized I just don't care. I don't want to go out with anyone. that's amazing for me.

not happy. but not miserable.

I'm extremely unhappy today. I tried to make amends with my ex-flatmate (and once very close friend) and instead got sarcasm and the cold shoulder, and had to accept the fact it seems he's just a complete crunt. I had a muddled prickly msn conversation with a close friend of mine who I work with. I have feelings for someone I can't figure out, and BLARGH everything feels breakable today. Oy.

That feels better to get it off my chest though!

I'm not doing too bad lately. My mood's been pretty good compared to what it's been like these past couple years.

Still and all, there are the usual complaints -- not enough ____, not enough ____, too much time wasted doing ____ instead of ____. I'll live. I've managed so far.

It's Monday. I'm back at work. Blah.

i'm sad because my best friend's gone and it's my fault that he left.

How so, Sad McGinty?

brought about the end of a long relationship by continually giving him shit. now he doesn't even want to talk to me. sucks when you've got to delete your best friend from your life. i don't want him gone. it makes me nauseous.

welcome to my world, i do that to all my friends. nice, aren't i?

Because I don't have agroup of friends to do things with and this seems to be key to everything ever in life ever ever ever(inc. meeting new people to be friends with).

Because this bitch says to me when I get out of my car "Could you have parked any closer to me?" Excuse me?!! You're the one who's over the yellow line, leaving 5 feet of space on the other side of you but I'm the bad parker?! I spent a minute moving as close to the CONCRETE WALL on my other side as physically possible so FUCK YOU YUPPIE SOCCER MOM SCUM!!!

Of course, all I said to her was "No, no I couldn't"

Let me guess, she was in a FUCKING MINIVAN.

I think you should have said what you were thinking. Really. Morons like that usually only need to be put in their place a couple times before they stop acting that way. You should have yelled it and gotten all up in her face. She'd be traumatized for life.

When I picked my wife up from work the other day, I had to stop in front of her building on the street for about 15 seconds while she got in. She was carrying a heavy box and it was cold and there was nowhere to park. A guy in an SUV who was waiting behind us pulled around to pass us, then as we caught up to him, honked then flipped us off. If I weren't such a calm guy I WOULD HAVE FOLLOWED HIM HOME AND KILLED HIM AND HIS WHOLE FUCKING FAMILY. I'm ok now, though.

no, shockingly enough, she was in a Grand Prix-ish type car. Although daily I run into the same problem here at the garage where I work with SUV's--never had a face-to-face w/them, though. WTF is up w/people who back into a parking spot? Can someone explain this?

The one other thing I did say to her was "But it appears you have a lot of room" as I pointed to the other side of her car. She said "yeah, but it's not on my driver side. Well then maybe you should've parked w/that in mind.

Sometimes road rage isn't just the fault of the angry person.

The terrible thing was that I saw how she thought she was in the right. To her, some young punk who could've parked further away took the small spot she left and prevents her from getting into her car easily.
I've parked elsewhere many times but I was fed up w/people doing this. I could have bitched at her loudly and angrily, but then I'd have to simultaneously explain clearly and logically why she was an asshole. Her best defense would be to say that she was trying to leave room for the person next to her to be able to open their door. I would then say that these are small spots and she shouldn't leave 5 ft on one side of her.
This would require more serenity and lucidity than my pissed-off state allowed me.

You did the right thing. Her head was obviously firmly embedded in her ass. Some people are too stupid to be believed.

Because...

I have hardly any friends, and not a single one within 100 miles of where I live. And I don't know how to make friends... it seems to involve necessarily pretending to be in a good mood and selling yourself, and most of the time that idea is beyond me. Being a weirdo freak, that also means most people wouldn't want to know me anyway, even if I had a Winning Personality (tm).

Because I have piss-poor job prospects and don't even feel capable of working full-time (for reasons that are probably absurd).

Because I hate being a weirdo and hate what I see in the mirror and hate being such a miserable f*ck that has nothing to offer anyone. Because I'm a little past 30 and life ought to be at least partly 'together' at this point.

No social life. No money. Don't feel a part of anything, don't feel wanted. I used to dream of feeling loved, but honestly that's just an abstract concept nowadays. Right now, just being a bit less repellant to the human race would be better than nothing. Just feeling valid and worthwhile.

I expect even the little attention I get these days is mostly an act of sympathy for the wretch. It's not like I say anything interesting or positive 99% of the time.

Being a mere spectator observing the comings and goings of the human race gets really old eventually.

But then... trust. You know? There's also a point where you get shat upon once too often, so that even if you're not completely shunned, you no longer exactly trust anyone anymore. You might say the wrong thing, fail to make to right noises at least, and that's that.

I'm not inclined to talk about this stuff much openly. This thread was almost to good an invitation, but I'll shut up before it becomes a Thesis of Misery.

Christine, Wanna play LITERATI with me? Huh huh?

bc i'm alive

How does that work? Do I need a good connection? (I won't moan about my crappy connection...)

(futile attempt to cheer up Christine)

http://www.nottinghamevents.org/goosefair/images/lollipop.jpg

hang around here a bit more christine. this place can cheer you up I think.

I have got two on/off friends. absolutely no social life, no relationships and work is time consuming and tiring (though I enjoy it really).

mary- are you OK?

oh i'm fine just feel that the human condition is to be unhappy

Cheer up Mary! And Christine of course!

ah.

I am a cheery existentialist.

Because I don't know if I've been accepted to grad school yet and if I don't I have no good ideas about what to with myself. For the rest of my life, as in. And I'm not so sure about school to begin with.

I don't know if it's good or disturbing to see people saying vaguely similar things to me. I feel a bit less unique. I suppose that's good.

I'm surely the OLDEST no-lifer on here, though...

(Cue a de-lurking 87-year-old yelling, 'NOBODY LOVES ME!')

Julia is quite right. My best, Bryan.

Thanks. I just got a call from my mom - they're doing the surgery in a half an hour or so. Should be ok. I hope.

Now I'm unhappy because it's too fucking hot to sleep and I keep thinking the phone is going to ring. Hmm... Prescription sleeping pills...

where is my N********t?!!!!

Nightlight? Check under the bed.

DUDE IF NEDRAGGETT'S UNDER YOUR BED YOU BEST FEEEL DA PHEAR!

*blush* Being Orbit's friend all these years is a fine thing, I tells ya! :-)

HAHAHHAHHAAAA!

Damn, I just counted out the asterisks, and it *does* equal that! Damba! *laughing and raising another glass of cab to toast all*

Wait, you weren't spelling Ned Raggett?

No, really (not *consciously, anyway*)

Hey, upon reflection, where *is* my N********t? :-)

Heh. Very restful and about to get some sleep! G'night all, toast and chat fondly into the wee hours. :-)

hope it goes OK Bryan.

Sorry to hear it Tom.

jel- Don't give up on making music/painting. Leave it for a while. Maybe you'll start again in a few months.

Bryan: good luck honey. Hugs & Kisses! things will be ok.

I'm unhappy cos I just tried to call my goddamned boyfriend and he's out having a smoke break and quite honestly it took me 5 times to get a circuit, he's out of luck if he thinks I'm calling him again.

Things went ok. I knew they would.

yay bryan!
I just hit my head on the shelf next to my desk & now my head hurts even more than it did before! :-(

Missin' my girlfriend...

"Ok, Ally, we're all out of here, our car showed up. When you're done rebuilding the spreadsheet, can you do up this compliance book today so I can have on Monday? Thanks! Oh and did you get Pam's phone? Bye!"

I managed to burn my arm on some hot oil yesterday & it has blistered & looks horrible. :-( also, estate agents are rubbish.

'Cept for me!

How is it possible that I got to work 30 minutes early this morning when I still have no boss?!

Sarah are you an estate agent??

Ha! Yes, I am a licensed real estate agent, but I work as an assistant instead of trying to live off comission.

Oh I see! Not sure if the process is the same in the UK, but what should happen after offers have been accepted? (i.e. the ppl we are buying from have accepted our offer about 7 weeks ago & they have now had an offer accepted on a house they want to buy, but over a week later, i have heard nothing!)

I hate these people. With every single fiber of my being I hate these people. I am trying not to but jesus christ it's impossible. My nerves today aren't making this more bearable. STOP FEELING SICK. What in the fuck. I just want to get out and go somewhere else but where exactly?

because i'm losing my job in 5 weeks and i'm in a down in the dumps cycle whereby i'm too down in the dumps to summon up the requisite enthusiasm to look for a job but because i'm not looking for a job and ph34r unemployment i'm down in the dumps.

Pinkie, I had an offer I put in accepted when buying my flat. Then someone else came in and put in a higher offer, and my offer was un-accepted. Until you have it in writing, nothing is fixed.

I got the flat, but for £7,000 more than I initially had accepted. That sucked.

Mark! don't go scaring her! Have you instructed your solicitor to do all the searches etc? There will be a period when your solicitor/mortgage provider will be doing all the work, once you've instructed/applied, and there's not much for you to do.

Have you got their phone number? If not, get in touch with the estate agents, and just make sure that everything's in place, and that you can set the ball in motion.

Thanks for he advice guys. Sadly they have pulled out of the house they wanted to buy, so we are back to waiting for them to find somewhere, which is very frustrating to say the least! Still, hopefully it will all be sorted soon!

The book I was/will be co-editing is likely to be pushed back indefinitely or cancelled cause the publisher is scaling things back drastically and we were only in the planning/solicitation stage. My first and so far only editing experience!

Pinkpanther, I agree you should contact your agent. It's his/her job to keep you informed of everything going on every step of the way. If you have any questions, you should ask them. I think agents forget sometimes that buyers don't always know what happens next. Here, after you have a contract signed by both parties, you usually set up a home inspection to make sure the house you plan to buy is structurally sound. Then you can ask the Sellers for repairwork to be done based on the inspection report.

I'm a bit unhappy (though I feel ridiculous being upset on such a pretty Friday) because everyone keeps telling me they can't come to my birthday party. :( I really don't have that many friends anyway, so it's looking more and more like it's gonna be my family, NA, and just a couple other people. I really wanted to have a big party this year! :( :( Which reminds me, if any ILXors have any reason to be in Richmond, VA on September 13th, let me know cuz you'd probably be invited. Just email me for directions.

I'd come if I could!

I'm unhappy cos I'm not feeling well at all and I really don't want to be at work.

Hehe. Who *wouldn't* be invited, Sarah?

Let's see... Complete strangers I've never seen post to ILX, Ronald McDonald, anyone else who likes to wear clown costumes, the president, vicious dogs, snakes, serial killers, rapists, Bill O'Reilly, Rush Limbaugh, and anyone else that annoys me. Though, on second thought, it would be pretty funny to have Bush over in my tiny backyard and watch him eat finger foods.

serve pretzels!

erg...WHY THE FUCK DID WESLEY WILLIS HAVE TO DIE!?!?!?

Wesley Willis is why im sad. We are lost as a society without him. God help us all...

He died for our sins.

I HAVE NO PIMP JUICE!

Who can think of pimp juice at a time like this?!

Ok, you're right, that was rude but it was why I was unhappy before I heard of this.

some ppl really fucked up at work and I have to go kick their ass for it.

1. I'm a curmudgeon.
2. It's hot as fuck today.
3. I don't think an unemployment check showed up this week.

How much do you get for unemployment? (Anyone can answer this if they know)

$405 a week.

ppl who owe me money are not paying me and i'm coming down with a nasty cold.

migraine omg i'm going to throw up

Boo! Migraines!! Boo!

I have to go to work now. :(

Hope it goes well as it can, Sam.

Anyway, time to move to a new thread, I think.