From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #44 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, February 18 1999 Volume 02 : Number 044 * 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: This past weekend ["Seth D. Fulmer" ] ET: Fairy Tale Life(poem) ["Seth D. Fulmer" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 17 Feb 1999 21:28:58 -0500 From: "Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: ET: This past weekend Ok, *wave* Hi everyone :) It's Uncle Sethy!!(ok, enough false emotion now)...This past weekend wasn't exactly a disaster..but it was FAR from a success. Just to retell what I had planned..I was going to take a Greyhound bus up to Rochester, NY with my sister under the "Friends and Family Ride Free" plan. Her boyfriend goes to SUNY Alfred, so he picked her up at Rochester and Holly(from NY) would pick me up from Oswego. Well, the trip already started at a 9 by the fact that my sister left me an hour to get to Philadelphia from my apartment in Reading, PA(it takes AT LEAST 1.5 hours to get to Philadelphia)...Her friend(our ride) was a leadfoot but that doesn't help much. Anyhow...we ended up running around Philadelphia looking for a way to catch a bus partway at one of the layover points. In the end, I paid another $140 to get an Amtrak ticket from Philadelphia to NYC and then from there to Rochester...We had to rush so all my preparations were lost though because I had printed out maps and phone chains and all that..so that I could call people when I was there or if there was a problem...and I left them in the car because we had to rush to catch the train. Anyhow, the train from NYC to Rochester had a phone so we got the #s from my sister's friend. The train for one thing was gonna be an hour later than the bus...Then, the train had more problems than every application Microsoft Corporation has ever created combined together! So, we were 2 hours later than that even!! We got into Rochester at 11:20PM instead of 8:35PM. Then, Holly, myself, and 3 other brothers from my service fraternity went to chill at a local Perkins restaurant. The trip back to Oswego normally is like a 2.5 or 3 hour drive...but there were more cops on the road back to Oswego than all the cops in the eastern US. Let's just say I saw my first sobriety checkpoint. Anyhow, we got back to Oswego..at like 3:30 AM. We all didn't get to bed until like 4:30 AM. I didn't think anything of it when Holly slept in the middle and one of the guys she lived with(soon to find out he was her boyfriend) and me on the other side. Well, I woke up the next morning and heard the sound of kissing on the lips. I had only had like maybe a total of like 4 hours sleep though so I went back to sleep and ignored it. But like...anyhow, the next morning, I asked her about that guy and she explained...and then she asked why I asked and I explained(just use your imaginations if you missed any of my email posts or poems about her). Basically this is a portion of the conversation: Me: something about "hoping that you liked me" her: "I do like you" me: "I mean LIKE you" her: *jaw dropped sorta* Oh then I found out that she didn't date brothers(from our fraternity)...It makes total sense cuz I've heard that before...I've also heard people who ONLY date from the fraternity...and she was saying then how she like never tells people about him because she doesn't feel like she has one...I don't feel like giving out any reasons about that...but like...Then, we were in the general living area(I guess you could call it their living room) with the other guy talking. Actually it was her and him talking, and me just repeating that line(in my signature file) from Eve 6's "Inside Out" in my head. And she kept asking me "What's wrong? Come on..sit down...talk". She's such a sweetheart! Most people would tell me "Just forget about it...Cheer up or I'm not talking to you". Then, on the way down to Philadelphia for a Valentines Dance I had invited her to, we were talking and I explained to her that if I acted like an asshole(pardon the language please little children on the list...I'm sorry), that she should tell me kindly and I'd stop because chances are I'm not doing it on purpose. We sang to Shania Twain(sp?), Backstreet Boys, and Eve 6 *sigh* And she was so patient when the directions were wrong as to the correct exit to get off the PA Turnpike and I had to get my map out. I think the car ride down was the best part. At the dance, it was too cold for her and this other brother...Seriously...even though Oswego's 300 miles north of Philadelphia...In the words of Dr. Evil, "It's friggin' freezing Mr. Bigglesworth!!" in Philadelphia compared to Oswego, NY. Then, the 2 slow dance songs that came on, besides the fact that she complained about my height(she's taller than me by like an inch or two)...the song cut out after half the song because of something or another. Then, she had a pain in her side, and we were both tired from our 6 hour drive...so we went out to get directions off the internet to get her back to Oswego...Well, we were out for like 2 hours. I got comments the next day implying that we were doing something that we weren't supposed to...when all we were doing was talking. Then, we went back to the party, heard "Inside Out", and then left to go to sleep. The next morning, I showed her to the road back home, then I walked back. I swear the only thing that kept me warm was the anger that I had in me. I had a cold as well...I was asked by one of the brothers from my chapter to do something later...I told him I didn't feel well..which was only half true..I didn't feel well..but I didn't want to do anything. I just wanted to die. Pretty much every day since then I've been rather a prick but she's truly a sweetheart and has been nice to me :) So, now you see how my weekend was. It sucked..but I think I had fun...It was a learning experience. There's more hell where that came from though..if you wanna know, ask me..I won't torture you all with it :) Take care and Have a Great Day! :o) Seth Fulmer mailto:usfulmer@mcs.drexel.edu mailto:st96t879@post.drexel.edu mailto:kaosking@voicenet.com webpages: http://www.voicenet.com/~kaosking Quotes/Song Lyrics that describe my feelings :) "Find nothing but Faith in NOTHING!!! Wanna put my tender heart in a blender. watch it be ground to a beautiful oblivion" - -Eve 6, "Inside Out" ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 17 Feb 1999 23:54:10 -0500 From: "Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: ET: Fairy Tale Life(poem) I was telling Holly the other night that I want to meet the perfect girl in a fairy tale sorta way, get married in a huge wedding with all the rituals perfectly in place(throwing garter/bouquet, first/last dance, dollar dance, tapping of champagne glasses, you name it)...and she was telling me that I'm dreaming....so here's a poem I wrote today while at work. - ------------------------- "Fairy Tale Life" by Seth D. Fulmer 2/17/99 Through tulips and roses and dogwood trees fly a dozen little blackbirds coy with a smile They caw, peck, and kick at my heart so to say "I can hurt you but you can never fly away." Running into caves, darting off of cliffs getting into fights with boys ten days old and smart as their fists kissing all the little girls just to have a taste grabbing at their bosoms to find feathers and much paste Sensitivity, Emotional freedom, living life with a case of beernuts Hurting others for a sense of self worth giving others dirty looks Deadly glares from the hallway monitor sleeping beauty wakes with a smile Cindarella throws her shoe It's pointy and killed the prince that she wooed The fairy tale of ages has finally passed Life is so good, but yet life is bad Perfection comes but once a millenium when angels come down and us demons we play with them Why can't heaven throw homeruns my way I'm no professional player but I can sure make a swing Seth Fulmer mailto:usfulmer@mcs.drexel.edu mailto:st96t879@post.drexel.edu mailto:kaosking@voicenet.com webpages: http://www.voicenet.com/~kaosking Quotes/Song Lyrics that describe my feelings :) "Let her go...Let her walk right out on me And if the sun comes up tomorrow...Let her in" - -Hootie and the Blowfish, "Let Her Cry" ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #44 *********************************