From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #372 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 Thursday, December 30 1999 Volume 02 : Number 372 * 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 V2 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: Re: Re: Still alive and kickin'... barely... ["Kevin B. Pease" ] ET: 2 ["C. C. & S." ] ET: Happy New Year Everyone :) [Jeremy Hodgins ] ET: This Time [JewelAng@aol.com] ET: ~happy new year~ [Naomi Vaughn ] ET: eh heh heh lotsa stuff no names :) [DPS8315@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 30 Dec 1999 00:14:21 -0500 From: "Kevin B. Pease" Subject: ET: Re: Re: Still alive and kickin'... barely... > "Dr. RomeAntic" writes: > Well I was keeping my fingers crossed so badly I had to call paramedics to > untie the knots after I realized it was useless! :)) I mean there's only so much > a non witch human being can do! :)) Well, I apologize... if I realized it meant so much to you, I would have taunted you openly, and made your life miserable. :) > Kevin you wrote: > [... stuff about being single ...] > And then in the last e-mail: > [... stuff about having a girlfriend ...] > So now I don't know... are you single or with a girlfriend... Sorry, yes, I _do_ have a girlfriend. I (perhaps mis-)used single, meaning "unmarried", as opposed to the other 10 people in my group, all of whom are married and have at least one kid. I have no kids ("that I know of, haw haw haw" -- he's just a love machine...), and I'm not married... but I do have a girlfriend. I think that should clear up the confusion? (And I know you were all just waiting breathlessly to hear whether or not I'm single or have a girlfriend. Sorry ladies... heh. :) > I mean I'm sure > your girlfriend would appreciate it if you made up your mind about it! *lol* > Anyway... why I'm picking on that is not cause I'm interested... as in you... I > mean personaly... uhmm... WELL YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN... *LOL* I hope to god I know what you mean, because if it's not what I think you mean, you're going to be mighty disappointed to hear I don't eat from that side of the salad bar. ;) > Forget that... I'm asking... because like why doesn't she keep you company?? > :)))) I'm sure people at work would understand! :)) She's not allowed to... the security guards in our building have already been instructed that the only people even allowed in the building are people with employee badges, and a valid driver's license to cross check it with. She's not an employee, so security won't let her in. I already asked if I could have a visitor or two (a few of my friends will be out whooping it up in Boston, too...), and I was turned down cold, and hard. :) > I don't have my money anywhere near there... so if you'll start a petition for > making them let your girlfriend keep you company... I'M SIGNING! :)) I'd love to start a petition, but it wouldn't go very far, because my boss has already said, "Unfortunately, no, we can't allow you to have non-employee guests up here." If she was an employee, she could come up to my floor and hang out all night long. But since she's not, they don't want the unexpected guests complicating their insurance policies. :) > Well... I guess I WILL be the one keeping company this New Year's Eve! > My girlfriend is working 7pm-2am, but her job isn't on the same level of > responcibility either... she's working on the radio station and she'll be the > one taking their listeners to Y2K... and giving advice about Y2K bug... you know > like how your washing machine won't start baking cookies and stuff just because > you bought it off the truck in an alley within 1.56 mil radius of a nuclear > power plant... That should be a fun night... if she also selects music, make sure she goes with an "end of the world" motif. :) I recommend she get a couple sound clips from the movie "Apocalypse Now", and play them along with Wagner's "Ride Of The Valkyrie" right at midnight (the scene where the movie uses that particular song would be particularly effective... :). Nothing says lovin' like creating a little mass hysteria. :) And you know, I hate it when my washing machine ruins a perfectly good pot roast. :) > Darn it... I don't remember that.... can you please tell me what the title > was... or at least aproximately when this took place... I gotta check my > archives :)) and post it on the front page of my HP! Erm. Hm. It was a while back, I really don't remember when... some time ago, though. I don't even remember what the title was, honestly. :) > Trust me on this one... I'm telling you... I've seen it happen... Now what you > should do on New Year's Eve... is... blast Loudon Wainwright III to the max and > enter Y2K in the best mood with a healthy smile on your face! :)) Hmm... I've been trying to figure out my midnight play list... I've got my speakers to hook up to my computer, and I'm the only one on my floor just about, so I can turn them up pretty loud... I've been thinking: - Backstreet Boys, "I Want It That Way" - Britney Spears, "Crazy" and wind up at midnight with - Spice Girls, "Wannabe" No, NOT really! I never wanna hear you say, "I want it that way." Really. :) I'm not sure what I'll be playing, I suppose it depends on my mood... but right now, I'm thinking that it's going to be a Kid Rock kind of new year's. :) "I got a new vibe, it's kinda like voodoo, you do what we say, and we'll do what we wanna do..." :) After that, I think I'll be making some long distance phone calls to friends & family, on the company dime. So who wants a Happy New Year's wish around midnight, Eastern Standard Time? (That's Greenwich Mean minus 5 for you overseas folks... :) Kevin "Got soul, you're plagued with the rhythm's cancer; grab a pole, you'll be swingin' like a topless dancer!" :) - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@concentric.net ICQ UIN: 3106063 AOL IM: kbpease "May you dream you are dreaming in a warm soft bed / And may the voices inside you that fill you with dread / Make the sound of thousands of angels instead / tonight where you might be laying your head..." -----{Patty Griffin, "Nobody's Crying"}----- ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 23:41:38 -0800 From: "Karen Miller" Subject: ET: I am here awake and it is 11:15 pm I am feeling pretty lame but I have the time so I am going to send some poems. There are going to be foul language and I warn all young members. :) To tease or to be teased I would prefer to be called a whore then your girl you just tease girls while your girl teases you sometimes I want o be the girls you tease but I am one of the guys those days when you talk to the SPB's in my class and talk to me like a guy days like this I want to be a SPB (skinny pool bitch) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I just want to fuck you I want you to be in my bed with me so you are older and have a girlfriend details.. details.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ sorry my love I didn't mean it I just wanted you to say something to be your tease again instead of the whore down the street ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am what I call a virgin slutty whore because I know a lot about sex yet I am a virgin who has never been touched ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I may not be as skinny as Barbie have tits the size of Pamela Anderson lee may not be as popular as Ricky lake but I am pretty to some people I am told my tits will never be the size of Barbie but maybe skipper and I can wear each others bra and to be as popular as Ricky lake I hope I never am I just hope I am happy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If I had my way I would make myself of these people partly jewel for her beauty and her intelligence some of bif naked for her gothic bitchy ways Marilyn Manson for his I don't give a fuck what you think ways Liz phair in the ways of reviling sex in the best way Shirley Manson for just not caring and I would be like me for the way I can write ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ if you gave me 3 wishes they would be for a magic wand money for my mom and for my grandpa not to die with my magic wand I would be who I want and every boy will worship me I will get straight A's and have a wonderful voice make my room bigger get a new house and for Taylor Hanson to be in love with me ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ok people I am finally done my ass hurts to much to write more. Comments questions, good things bad things whatever things you want I will except. Holly The writer angel ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 23:50:16 -0800 From: "C. C. & S." Subject: ET: 2 here are a couple, first one is co-written with my gal-pal-sister roya. love, samara * Ice By R.S. and S.M. Tear in my hand Fell out from my eye Leaving purple bruises My tears cloud the rain from the skye Sorry the ice stings Sorry the blueberry's a bit tart Sorry the acid overflowed Sorry you stepped on the pieces of my heart And I’m sorry your flame expired I didn’t always know the part Angel poignant metal wings The tear in your hand sings A bittersweet artificial candy Crystal blue pieces chipped away Sure and solid weakness I just want to escape today And she’s a skye bird tumbling away Nowhere near the ground I say I can write music but I’m Voiceless in my sound And this will never change We’re falling endlessly I’m staring up at your over-big eyes and You’re looking right past me As a tear in your hand We knew it’d sting a small ice burn Tear in my hand Slipped around the turn When the ice melts The tears will fall I will sing to the dark A lost and mournful call It’s a tear in my hand Fell from the sky Purple bruises on Tear’s wings She’s falling from her eyes Tear in her hand Silver sand and tears in my hand * Snow Change When are you going to change You know that was my motive Take you wrap you around in chains And hord you away keep you from the takers Should I peel your eyes shut Wish I could pry your eyes shut Should I change the locks on my soul You’ll never change, I know Red satin on my skin My pores let your breath in and Narcissus chewed his Echo dear Straw hair kept him nearer and nearer But he doesn’t know she’s here Star gazing wisher reaching but he slips away Thinking she can keep him but He says have no fear, but he’s gone gone Snow snow snow and hord you away Snow snow snow where the dust fairies go Snow snow pie pure melts and trickles But it also chills your heart you know When are you going to change Narcissus chewed echo and Then he fled into the rain Take you and wrap you into chains Hord you from the takers, and remain That way I can always avoid the pain Change the locks on my soul, and go You will never change, ice ice, I know * ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 30 Dec 1999 00:31:46 -0800 (PST) From: Jeremy Hodgins Subject: ET: Happy New Year Everyone :) Hello all, Just a little note to wish you all a happy new year, and well hell of a party! And if Y2K is a farcem, we might speak again next year!!! Jeremy :) _______________________________________________________ Visit Excite Shopping at http://shopping.excite.com The fastest way to find your Holiday gift this season ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 30 Dec 1999 10:49:06 EST From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: ET: This Time I just wrote this a few seconds ago. It's the first poem I've wrote since the begining of Decemeber. I hope you like it. Oh and I was listening to Carnivore while I wrote this, lol, that's why you'll find some lines that sound like the song. :) Comments and flames welcome! Rebecca http://www.angelfire.com/yt/jewel "It is the dead Not the living, who make the longest demands: We die forever..." Sophocles *********************************************************** This Time This time I won't be so easy to read I won't let you touch me with your smooth hands and tough ways I won't let you be near my heart this time I won't let you see what it feels, or used to feel for you This time I will be my own best friend you won't matter to me I won't love you anymore This time I won't let you touch me with your smooth hands and tough ways ------------------------------ Date: 30 Dec 99 09:32:57 CST From: Naomi Vaughn Subject: ET: ~happy new year~ wow... well someone certainly tapped into something or another... this is great... been a looong time since we had so much activity. doc ~ loved your poem. (sorry, delayed response :)) tara ~ fantabulous. and hello's to all the angels... seth, write me? :) and here's some of this for that, or would it be that for this... hmmm... hugs&kisses, nai - -- I'm thinking, i'm not sure it's really enough, then you tell me, it's everything - -- and as you hang up the phone you tell me, later- try not to be too sad- we will talk again very soon I smile at the sweetness I think sometimes you worry but more than that I think you just understand what it's like to miss you the moment I can't hear your voice - -- this creature of simple means simple pleasures wanting only his music to live by it warms me so - -- I try and call my muse home but I think she feels neglected so much of my thoughts and energy and heart going into new love stealing from creative flow she ignores my attempts to tempt her to return with promises of passion to be had from this happiness I've found and so i'm left waiting spreading traces of verse , left sugarey on the corner of my mouth, thin, till fresh sweet flow comes. "and i'll pretend that this is real / cuz this is what i like best" ~Ani DiFranco, "Gravel" ____________________________________________________________________ Get your own FREE, personal Netscape WebMail account today at http://webmail.netscape.com. ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 30 Dec 1999 14:57:43 EST From: DPS8315@aol.com Subject: ET: eh heh heh lotsa stuff no names :) Well, this first, since you might get bored and stop reading, and not get this message if I dont put it at the top.. if you've posted in the last three days or so, going back to digest #369 if you get em, then there's comments for you.. too many to post to the list to fill mailboxes, so.. if you drop by this site... http://www.geocities.com/pipeline/curb/9104/start.htm you can find your comments..if you want them of course. Sam: >james, how are you? great, thanx :-) dont work yourself too hard on that learning stuff, it hurts Kevin: > Yer. It gives me one of those _wicked good_ warm fuzzy feelings. :) and I think everyone will agree those are the best >You know that you guys are like, right up there on my list of important things after >sleep, work, girlfriend, and a couple other things. :) well that's like at best 6th place. i'm still hurt. lol > now that looks so much better kidding Sam [again]: >hey ya james, everyone's coming to live again HUH HUH HUH? isn't that great? sometimes i feel like i initiate these things.. then again, that's egotistical, I was told I shouldnt be that way, so it must be great timing lol - --onward to eda-land... >james, how about more poetry, eh? or any, would be nice... Spent the night at friend's house last night drinkin skunky wine with scuzzy pop..turned out pretty good, but we'll see bout the poetry teeheehee.. not enough sleep. speaking of which, if my comments seem harsh, its a)because i tend to be like rochester in jane eyre..i'm not really patronizing or condescending, i Just seem like it b)the lack of sleep and food >is sorrier a word? sorryer nope its sorrier..weird > it's basically the dreamland my best friend and i live in, >where everything's full of bright colors yeah had a couple of colorful experiences... taking a car ride while listenin to bumpin techno with lights passin around all over ..try it, the faster the better. stay up all night, face east from an hour before till an hour after sunrise. colorful in winter :) (farther north better) >risking james' criticism ugh! i almost missed that! guess i must be brutal as it looks. pshah! well i'll sacrifice myself then.. comments everyone :) doc rome: >> [kevin] What, you thought you'd be rid of me that easy? :) >Well I was keeping my fingers crossed so badly i know right, if all you males would get lost id have all of this wonderfully experienced and erotic poetry to myself! >Forget that... I'm asking... because like why doesn't she keep you company?? lol that got a little tricky! yeah!women suck! what now all you feminist bitches? lol >- - listen to Slim Shady with laces in your shoes or at all? personally i'm all about bein a ghetto superstar with pop-pa while e simmons is rhymin and im wonderin why if you understand that, props for bein so diverse! tis a ruff ryders roll teeheehee >The spirit of creativity runs wild on this list. Thank you for allowing it its liberation. >And thank you for a haven for the words I'll never have the courage to speak. right on sista! that's the kinda i like! lol how did this get so long? and I haven't even put poetry into it! ..well, sam always has those 10K posts, why cant I? my third post ever, probably: stolen from: [shivergirl ] er, inspired :) Good poets borrow / great poets steal so i guess when time went waving its goodbyes to youth it missed us cause i'm still lovin the way youre lookin at everything with your eyes closed to anything but me love you allover ____ (yeah uhm i'm not writing well, that's the start) starting over- new poetry like clean sheets and fresh boxers i think i've found my inspiration: somewhere between finding lint in my poket and stumbling across old pictures of you, i remembered love again it's an exciting thing; forgetting value and worth, and finding myself lost in you all over again i thought, for a while, that we might be getting caught up in the routine of it all, but time stands still behind steamed car windows and across the coffee tables of courting.. - -and when hands go getting lost between legs, and when bodies come together in the dark, my fears roll away and the passion comes back ____ baby come back to me! stay for a while, parked inside for once, kiss me so sweet, the special way you do, let me lose myself allover and inside of you can we melt our souls together, underneath the heat and push of our hearts coming in contact.. where'd the ordinary go? i hope it stays lost in someone else's dreams cause i'm likin the way your hands start out chilled and then find themselves warmer and warmed, veiled in everything I can offer ______ when 4 oclock and all this wine finally fades away and rolls off into tomorrows sunrise, i'm still left with you, lost in and on and all over me have you ever felt so loved as to stand in a moment of passion, at te foot of creation, and been lost somwhere between your lover's eyes and all their kisses, knowing that all that loving of yesterday matters so much more than tomorrow and judgement day i'm that in love with every seond of you, lost beneath inches and miles of as close as we can be ______ so its 3 am 4 CDs and 2 bottles of cabernet later, promise me we're different now, that it only took a few hours of each other to move miles and years past wehre we started- with billions of others, all embraced simultaneously, did we make it longer and farther and deeper into ourselves? tell me its better now that the sunrise will be grande, that the stars are brighter, and you understand whats inside of me _____ now i got a nine-eleven on the wall or the clock, they all came together, went the other way today maybe the wrong way but it seemed right in the morning- headin home/where you are so how crazy is it? when you stand up and find out you were already there, and you been there for a while now... it plays with you, gets ya to start questionin reality and all sorts of crazy shit then you look outside and fade into the sunrise on a morning so cold you can taste the air and cant wait to breathe again- my head is pouding but it aint no matter and when the sun goes away, its gonna be you again waiting for me _____ comments people. i'm going to start actually revising these things.. :-) fare all ye well James ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #372 **********************************