From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #101 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 Saturday, April 10 1999 Volume 02 : Number 101 * 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: omigosh!!!!!!!!!! [Courtney M Gordon ] ET: so sorry [Naomi Vaughn ] Re: ET: Need some Advice [Seth Fulmer ] [none] [Mandabear four ] ET: "bigmouth strikes again.." [Naomi Vaughn ] ET: Thanks everyone!! ["Daryl Brown" ] ET: Remembering Rachel [Mike Connell ] ET: South Park [Courtney M Gordon ] ET: ... [Rachel ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sat, 10 Apr 1999 00:01:59 -0400 From: Courtney M Gordon Subject: ET: omigosh!!!!!!!!!! Dear Everyone! I just got back from the ever beloved concert! I met 2 of the (hottest guys on earth) from the band Lit. That concert was soooo cool! Omigosh...i'm gonna have a heart attack. Whew hoo!!!! I can't even describe it, but it was incredibly...holy wow. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH! love and lollipops Courtney ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: 9 Apr 99 23:40:50 CDT From: Naomi Vaughn Subject: ET: so sorry i think it sent my post come out kinda funky...i was bored and messing with the settings...and i forgot to switch them back. so, if/when you get it and all that...if it's messed up..my apologies. love - naomi ____________________________________________________________________ Get your own FREE, personal Netscape WebMail account today at http://webmail.netscape.com. ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Apr 1999 01:05:31 -0400 (EDT) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: Re: ET: Need some Advice Daryl, I do a lot of the things you do too. I listen to mostly female artists like Jewel, Sarah McLachlan, Tori Amos, Fiona Apple, Natalie Imbruglia(and Merchant), etc...I write poetry, I enjoy acting. I find that girls just want to be friends with me as well(until they're finished with me...then they ignore me and leave me for emotionally dead trash..ok..that's out of the way now). However I give the impression to people that I abhor gay people, when while I was in Missouri...I went out to a gay bar with Melissa and Roxy and a bunch of her friends(it was free dance night and we wanted to dance). 2 nights before I left, they all partied too and I witnessed some acts I would have preferred not witness. I guess my solution is that I don't like to be set up with anyone. My friend Shanna says she can set me up with a girl if I want..but I don't like it. In addition...when I do end up being around the homosexual preference, I don't have too much of a problem with it. As long as they respect me and I respect them...there shouldn't be a problem. I guess it's just the three things in combination that help out. It's just a suggestion though :) I hope you can let people know how you really are :) 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 :) "You strike a smile in me Your stories ring of perjury filled with self empowering things" - -Eve 6, "Leech" ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Apr 1999 09:00:07 -0400 From: Mandabear four Subject: [none] To all those who may have sent me email in the past day...could you send it again? My email flipped out on me and deleted everything before I got a chance to read it all. I thought it was a virus but things are in check now and it wasn't...it just went crazy so if you sent me email, could you send it again? Sarah, I got yours but everyoneelse's was earased. Thanks, Mandy/AllGreek1 ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: 9 Apr 99 22:52:58 CDT From: Naomi Vaughn Subject: ET: "bigmouth strikes again.." i don't know, felt like writing. heh, deja vu. ahh...so, i haven't been writing much lately. been busy i guess. sheesh...and i'm always tired. oh well, i'm feeling quite pointless right now...so im gonna hush. just so this post isn't *completley* void..i'll include some strange little things of mine...and, goodbye! ever, naomi the unknown "okie" oblivious angel ~ the death of red I knew loves flower, I knew it well. it was vibrant red and strong as that force never seen. but, late one afternoon my flower met unfortunate circumstance. my soul clouded at the sight of it's shredded petals. I tried to mend the battered rose, tried to help it find the strength... but, to no avail --- my flower's gone. all that remains, are the the shreds of a faith... that promises, red will come again, next spring. 2:30am/6apr99 *** My black 4-inch heels lay on the floor aside my worn nike's, a leaning stack of magazines, and a small pink trashcan i've had since before i can remember --- this makes me smile. 3:06am/6apr99 *** 10pm tuesday night sitting in a remodled theatre, I look around at the cuddling couples... whispering and smiling and happy. I put my legs up on the chair in front of me, and sigh ... some guy makes a comment I ignore him & sip my soda, fully aware that he was the closet I came to an 'intimate' moment / at the movies. 6apr99 "I wanted the ocean to cover over me/ I wanna sink slowly without getting wet/ Maybe someday, I won't be so lonely/ And I'll walk on water every chance I get" ~Counting Crows hp - http://www.angelfire.com/ok/naomisplace/index.html uin# 10320304 aim - talulagrrl dalnet irc - kilumdra ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Apr 1999 11:50:00 -0400 (EDT) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: Patch Adams and sorta feeling better Ahh well :) okey :) I guess I was sorta generalizing there when I said "All sweet girls have boyfriends"...Those that don't are too young for me hehe :) Ok..I'll stop now. I feel sorta better. I went to see Patch Addams(spelling?) last night at Drexel's $2 "Friday night Flicks". When I went to see it I was REALLY depressed..someone had asked me if I wanted to see pictures and I was like "Yeah sure..why not?" and they even pointed out my lack of enthusiasm...I looked through the pictures and I was like Sooo noticeably cynical about the pictures. Then, Alison(she's a sister of Gamma Sigma Sigma, a national Service sorority that my service fraternity shares an office with) was like "Come to Club Drexel...$3 and you can dance from 9PM-1AM and it benefits pediatric AIDS patients"...and I was like..Yeah..sure...I'll show up after the movie. I was of course thinking the movie was from 8-10 and that I'd dance from 10-1(I didn't feel like dancing for 4 hours at the time)...Well, the movie was at 7 so I had to wait until 9:30 for the movie..I waited and watched it from 9:30-11:30. Well, the movie helped TONS! It's SUCH a cool movie and afterwards I was so happy and with so much energy I felt like I could dance the night away. BUT I had my backpack with and I didn't wanna leave it lay somewhere..so I ended up going back to my room and chilling. I saw Melissa on ICQ and I sent her a message after thinking about it(I wondered how I could get hurt on ICQ)...Well, the message that came back was that it was Becki and something about some party they were having in Melissa's room. But for some reason I just couldn't give a rat's patootie! Now this morning, I had a craving for Jewel's "Been Down So Long"(God, I hate when the radio stations mess it up and say "Down so long" or "Down long"!) and I popped in Spirit and what comes up?! but "Been Down so long" WOOHOO!! :) Well, anyhow..my computer's messed up somewhat(won't play sound now that I put in a network card...and they're not conflicting either which is weird) so I'm going to go wipe my hard drive and re-put stuff on...see y'all when my baby comes out of surgery :) 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 :) "I'll do anything...I'd give you my world I'd wait forever...to be your girl Just call out my name...and I'll be there Just to show how much I care" - -Britney Spears, "Born to make you happy" ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Apr 1999 16:58:35 -0400 From: Courtney M Gordon Subject: ET: my stereotypical self Dear everyone, I'm not trying to stereotype the ppl's in my school as being one thing or another, but i'm sharing what i've thought of lately. there are basic cliques in my school, as with many others. Popular ppl ppl tha tcould be if they tried potheads outcasts outsiders jocks Basically, i belong to the very few ppl in the outsiders clique. We aren't popular, but we're higher up on the "social rank" than the "outcasts". These are the ppl that aren't smart, and probably have a learning disability. (i'm not trying to offend anyone on this list, please don't flame me.) But we really aren't in a rank at all. we're not popular, we're not stoners, we're not jocks, we're not mentally deficient (well...) :-), and we couldn't be popular if we tried. we basically could be broken down into our own little one-person-cliques. We could be catagorized by ourselves, because we don't belong with anyone else. which makes me realize that the potheads can hang out with everyone, and they fit in. Which is wierd, cuz i get along with a total stoner, Adam, but i can't deal with any other cliques. just my little view on another retarded part of the world. questions, comments, and constructive criticism welcome! love and luck always Courtney ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Apr 1999 22:16:19 GMT From: "Daryl Brown" Subject: ET: Thanks everyone!! Hi everyone again! Thank-you thank-you thank-you for all the kind words you sent me after my [need advice] post! I really appreciate it! It was especially great hearing from guys or girls that knew guys that have the same problem. It's always nice to know your not alone, or that someone has been there and got through it. However, just to save face, I want to say one thing. My problem really wasn't that I've been assumed gay. That was just two "isolated incidents" I guess you could say! :) But that's almost what made it worse, because I wasn't assumed gay for the way I walk, talk or look. I was assumed gay by someone who was actually taking the time to get to know my personality. It was kinda like "the last straw" if you know what I mean. Anyhow, thanks to everyone once again! Take care everyone, Greg ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Apr 1999 18:31:30 -0400 From: Mike Connell Subject: ET: Remembering Rachel Less than two hours ago one of my best friends has passed. My cat Rachel. She was nearly 18 years old, older than most of you who will read this. Having been born in a closet just a few feet from my bed, I have had her since day-one and for nearly half my life. In a way it amazes me how attached one gets to a pet, in other ways it does not. Not at all I've lost all my grandparents, and my father. I lost two dogs as a kid/teenager. Only for my father did I cry more than I am now crying for Rachel. (my first dog Cocoa was a close third) I knew the day would come Rachel would be gone, and I knew it would likely be my decision as to exactly when. I had her "put to sleep" and have had it on my mind off and on since since late last summer, but things got much worse over the last few weeks, this last week particularly, and this morning I realized the time had come. Gosh what a joy she had been to me! :-) Being one of a litter of seven, and the other six having stayed around the neighborhood and friends, everyone always told me I got the best one. She had an amazingly fun personality. Up until about a year ago now, you'd never know she was nearly 18 years old. She was still chasing insects and anything that moved, was VERY determined to catch that pesky little red light that always eluded her little paws (I have a laser pointer) I'll never forget experimenting with her as a kitten. Putting her on a step and feeling like a proud papa the day she finally figured out she could get down from that first step herself! :-) As a kitten, she used to LOVE to climb up my pants and shirt all the way up to my shoulder, her very tiny claws not really hurting me at all. After she graduated from the "first step" jump, it was on to higher jumps. As she got a little older, I recall putting her on a mid-window ledge above a dresser that was a few feet below her new perch. I wanted to see if she could leap down the one foot or so to the top of the dresser. She lept alright....right towards my chest! The problem was, I was not wearing a shirt and her claws dug into my chest as she frantically looked down to the ground, quickly moving her head from side to side realizing she was in a precarious position, looking for a place to leap/go next, not at all realizing her claws were an 8th of an inch inside my chest :-) I didn't mind....I laughed actually. Laughed at my stupidity for not realizing she might leap to Mikie rather than the dresser top :-) As the years went on, all 18 of them, she was always here...always at the side of my bed when I slept. Always there when I awoke. Always at the door when I got home. I recall the first day about 15 years ago that I awoke and got up and stepped on something that hurt. It was a crab apple. Right at the foot of my bed. Thinking nothing of it other than "Rachel must have brought it home", I tossed it out. It happened again. And again. And again. Daily it would happen. One or two crab apples. Always at the foot of my bed. It finally dawned on me that they were presents of some sort. A present for me. I honestly believe that. Why else would a cat put one or two crab apple at the foot of my bed every day. I never found one anywhere else. It still amazes me to this day. Damn, I'll miss her :-( It's not going to be easy tonight. It's not going to be easy waking tomorrow and realizing she's not next to my bed. Mike P.S. Nancy, I just wanted you to know. I remember when you "lost" your cat last summer. ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Apr 1999 22:35:32 -0400 From: Courtney M Gordon Subject: ET: South Park Dear Everyone, I know, I know, I write poetry and i love south park, what are the odds? Anyways, I actually (egads!) learned from tonights episode! The U.S. wastes food and water cuz we can, but we want to save the rain forest because we like the flowers. That's some pretty screwed up crap there. love and lollipops Courtney ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 10 Apr 1999 23:35:24 -0400 From: Rachel Subject: ET: ... @~ Everyday Angels ~@, Hi everyone! I wrote a poem early this morning and I hope you all read it. I wrote it because I was wondering about past history of this old lady that lives me. Her life kind of fascinates me I guess you could put it. She lives in this really simple, small (but pretty in it's own way) type of house. It looks kind of like a cottage too. She doesn't live with any one right now. She tends to her house a lot and makes things so neat and clean. I always am curious when I see people about what their lives are like and make up stories about their lives. I imagine what they do for a living, what their future will be like, etc. But, in this case I pictured what this old ladies past life was. Please read it. Oh yeah, one last thing before you read this poem. You know the regular way to say again (well to most people it is regular). Well, when you say the poem in your head pronounce it like the rhyming of rain. Like a gain in pounds. It just sounds better that way and flows more rhythmically. *lol* I can't believe I am telling you how to pronounce things now! :-) Chasing Rainbows I remember when we used to chase rainbows We used to dance in the rain And when the rainbows were gone We would dance in the sun waiting for them to come out again I remember how we were both each other's teacher You would teach me of the stars, the sun, and the sky While I would teach you how to find hidden secrets in the wind And we would both teach each other how to chase rainbow's, how to dance in the rain And when the rainbows were gone We would tell stories in the sun waiting for them to come out again I remember how you would make things shine You would clean house 'till things sparkled You said dirty things weren't worthy to be In the presence of me Then we would dance in the rain chasing the rainbows And when the rainbows were gone We would reminisce in the sun waiting for them to come out again I remember how people used to wonder why we never traveled But then they always passed it off thinking we had no money They didn't know we traveled everyday, into each other's souls and arms While you would say "Better than Venice or Jamaica or France, may I please have this dance?" As we danced and chased rainbows in the rain And when they were gone We would sing in the sun Waiting for them to come out again I remember when you got ill but your spirit still shined And you still made the treasure of our tiny home sparkle You coughed that day as you said "Better than Venice or Jamaica or France, may I please have this last dance?" And for the last time we chased rainbows in the sky having all of our sweet memories run back to us And we slept during the night with only the stars and each other to watch over us, but that was enough I remember waking up early that morning to a shining rainbow Knowing that only I could see You sparkling only for me And I knew that you had become a rainbow, our rainbow I now sparkle things 'till they shine like your spirit did for me I make them look brand new So they are worthy for you I can feel your spirit and the presence of you in everything that we shared together In the sun, stars, and sky For those were the beautiful things you taught me about But the time I feel you the most is when the rainbows come out I still dance with you in the sun Knowing that this is what life is all about, this is the beauty of life, This is love I will always wait for you in the rain 'till you come out again ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #101 **********************************