From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #243 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Monday, October 12 1998 Volume 01 : Number 243 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: NJC: Well, Mike, only cuz you requested it... [Angeljlb96@aol.com] ET: Well... [Uneaq1@webtv.net (Maggie)] ET: thoughts ["Naomi Vaughn" ] ET: P.S. ["Naomi Vaughn" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sun, 11 Oct 1998 01:52:59 EDT From: Angeljlb96@aol.com Subject: ET: NJC: Well, Mike, only cuz you requested it... In a message dated 10/10/98 11:15:01 PM Central Daylight Time, ducksoup@spectra.net writes: << Post lyrics by Tori Amos. I don't care for the next 48 hours. >> Since you requested...I decided why not! Hold on a sec. *takes nother shot of vodka* THERE WE GO! Oh yeah...lyrics...~There's too many stars, and not enough sky~ There...Tori lyrics...cuz I just went to the MOST AWESOME concert... Yep...Tori =) And I'm not just doing this to screw with you, Mike, I just thought everyone should know. Wanna know what she played? Here goes me trying to figure it out... Precious Things-AWESOME!!!!! She's Your Cocaine-complete with rock outs and all...TOTALLY AWESOME!! (did I just say that???) Father Lucifer-AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME!!! Really it was =) (think I used that word enough? Let's try another word... Sugar-a wonderful surprise! This was SO cool! Cruel-YEA DOGGIE!!!!!!!!!!! WOOHOO! *sigh* Liquid Diamonds-Laura was ecstatic =) This was so awesome...I mean...cool...I mean...new word, anyone? AH SCREW IT! It was f*cking (see I can still be good, Mike!) awesome!!!!! Here. In My Head-A WONDERFUL (make that bigger print when you read it) SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Simply scrumptious! No...truly scrumptious (you're truly truly scrumptious!) anyway... Not the Red Baron-Jamie didn't know too many words, but it was still BEAUTIFUL. Honey-AWESOME!!!!!! Little Earthquakes-oh dear...I cried so much during this song (memories and such) so it was utterly horrible...and completely beautiful all at once. Hotel-I was still totally stuck on Little Earthquakes, so I couldn't get into this too much, but when I finally snapped out of it...it was awesome =) Waitress-AAH!!! and I don't really like this song *too* much, but TORI IS THE SHIT. Um...nevermind. *1st encore* iieee-YEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH GOD!, this was so good =) Rasberry Swirl-EVERYONE was rocking with this! I MAKE FUN OF THIS SONG CONSTANTLY...and it was THE SHIT!!! *2nd encore* Cornflake Girl-TOTAL SURPRISE. TOTALLY THE SHIT. TOTALLY AWESOME!!! (dammit, I did it again!) *takes another shot of vodka* Pandora's Aquarium-beautiful!!! Simply beautiful!!! I need to listen to that song more!!! *3rd encore* (what??? Tori doesn't do 3 encores!!! I quote her before she did..."I wish I could take you guys with us" She SO loves New Orleans....really!) Winter-uh....uh.....uh....words can't express what this made me feel. Beautiful is an understatement. I love you , Ryan. =) Furthermore, I taped this little fiasco of Tori's, and I'm offering a great concert to you folks! (Except for Kevin, he'll get it with his package =)) lol...which reminds me, Kev...I'm sure I can get it back on tape, but I ran out of space on my 100 minute tape, so I *luckily* had the Red Rocks tape you made me, and taped over the first song or 2 for Winter. It was such a surprise and I wasn't prepared, so I just stuck it in and pressed record. So...that was fun =) What did you think, Cilla? Love, Jamie *the everyotherday angel* ~When you gonna love you as much as I do?~ some white bitch who played lotsa songs for me tonight. ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 11 Oct 1998 16:31:13 -0500 (CDT) From: Uneaq1@webtv.net (Maggie) Subject: ET: Well... We're taking off tommorrow morning. Monday. To Oregon. Moving. I said goodbye to my best friend 2 hours ago and I've been sobbing since. I don't want to go, but I know it'll be better out there. I'm starving, too. But I don't want to eat. i don't want to sleep. I want to shrivel up and die. I just... Arrgh. Maggie ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 11 Oct 1998 19:29:44 -0700 From: "Naomi Vaughn" Subject: ET: thoughts Well, I've found myself with no where to go. So, I'm turning to you angels. I just need to get this out...skip it if you want. Things are so messed up here...and as much as I *hate* to admit it...I'm scared. My parents have been fighting constantly...every time it's worse than the last. We have major money problems...and there seems to be no solution in sight. I heard the word "seperation" out of my mom's mouth for the first time today. Oh, God. She says they're going to go to couseling, and if that doesn't work...we go from there. We may end up moving back to California. I am so scared. I don't know, maybe it doesn't make sense. It's just so much at once...and I've never been good at that. I'm trying to say everything will be okay...I'm trying to just smile and move on...I'm trying to handle this. I feel like I'm being such a baby. Dammit! My mom just keeps crying and crying...and my dad, well, he just goes to work. I wish I could just fix their problems...and take away all this pain. I wish I could make everything okay again. Things have been hell in *my* life...and to have my family falling apart on top of it...it's just too much. My eternal thanks to you for listening. I hate to bitch...but I really did need to get this out. Goodbye. Amour, Naomi - --- "Reality is the only obsticle to happiness" ~Unknown Angelfire for your free web-based e-mail. http://www.angelfire.com ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 11 Oct 1998 19:58:31 -0700 From: "Naomi Vaughn" Subject: ET: P.S. P.S. Maybe a small consolation? Some poetry for you all. Some good, some bad, some worse. Enjoy. thoughts when silence takes the form of your unwilling thoughts and you're only as sure as the hand you cling to every shoulder seems to turn as you walk helplessly forward silently pleading for help praying inside that someone will see all that dwells beneath your surface all that lurks in the dark corners of your soul lacking the strength to bring these things to light you continue to hope someone else will someone to steal this confusion and uncertainty to lead you into saneness and stability the shadows grow as the sun slowly vanishes and you wonder at the timing the way the rain starts to fall whenever thoughts of him draw near or how the moon is mysteriously absent everytime you seek only it's comfort and how I write these words now looking to ease my confusion but all I gain is more questions 10/2/98 ~~~~~~~~ tired and confused I crawl between my soft lace sheets pulling my blanket close around me. the lava lamp in the corner creates an eerie red glow as the hypnotic lava divides and melts. I laugh rather nervously thinking how I'm affected by books, and the outside world changing my state of mind so quickly, I think they're my own thoughts- yeah, that's it. but, if these things aren't so... why do they even enter my head? it scares me, these things i'm feeling these feelings can't be, my own. 10/3/98 ~~~~~~~~ so this is life. an endless stream of bad jokes, bad breaks, and bad decisions clutching to the one thing we know; Absolute chaos. there's an insane ammount of reassurance when the sky is falling down the quiet, terrifys setting lose rampant thoughts to feed on our naive minds So innocent, so sweet. if only you could see, through someone else's eyes if only for once, you could remove your glasses and experience the most horrible pain, you'll ever face; REALITY BITES. 10-3-98 ~~~~~~~~ Good Bye walking on the edge my mind whipping me, stirring memories, bittersweet. it begins to rain. soft drops that kiss my skin and revive my soul. my hand to my hair, I pull free the scarf he gave me. holding it close for a moment, I let it go the breeze carrying it high. tears threatening I softly whisper, "Good bye." 10-5-98 ~~~~~~~ It's okay, it is, for me to feel rage it's normal, it is, for me to know pain it's understandable, it is, for me to miss love but, can you tell me, can you; how okay is it, to feel, nothing at all? 10-9-98 ~~~~~~~ It All I want to read you poetry in bed and soothe aching bones. I want to contemplate all the little oddities, of this curious world. I want to experience the stars. I want to watch you, while you're sleeping; hold you, while you're dreaming. I want your breath on my lips and my soul entangled with yours. as long as it's with you, I want it all. 10/11/98 ~~~~~~~~ my gentle wind constant security my ever remaining shoulder, and friend. you never have brilliant advice in fact, you're often quite speechless but you worry so much, and care, so much, when no one else does; you say it's your duty. my angel of light, protecting, and watching me keeping me safe, and warm. 10/11/98 - --- "Reality is the only obsticle to happiness" ~Unknown Angelfire for your free web-based e-mail. http://www.angelfire.com ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #243 **********************************