I am NOT scary!
`Una
Who here would cower if I walked up to
you on the street and asked your name?
I knew it. Not one of you.
So why am I surrounded by such cowards?!
Yesterday, I smiled at two guys and said "hi".
The first looked at me like I was on crack.
The second almost stepped on me because he
didn't want to acknowlege my prescence.
I walked up to a guy in my computer class
and said, "I've figured out everyone else's
name in this class, but yours."
"It's <insert name>."
"Hi, <insert name>. I'm <`Una>, nice to meet you."
I shook his hand and practically ran back to my
desk because during that entire short exchange
he was pressed up against the wall and looking at
me like I had a gun pointed at his head.
When I got back to my seat my friend asked me
what the hell I said to him because he looked
liked I was threatening his life.
Today, I asked a guy his name, a guy that I have
seen looking at me at the busstop, a guy who has
tried to flirt with me, and he had the same look.
The only reason I learned his name is because a
friend who was there at the time knew it and told me.
He didn't say three words to me and ran out the
door as soon as my friend said his name.
You'd have thought I asked him to marry me!
A cute guy on the bus caught me taking a second look
and ran to the back of the bus.
I am not ugly. I am not scary. I don't have a second head.
I have good hygene. My clothes are clean. I don't smell.
I even have all of my teeth which is more than I can say
for most people around here.
I must be such a goddess that mere mortals cower in
my prescence. They are slime and KNOW they are unworthy.
But it still makes me feel like shit that I can't even
say hi to someone without getting a negative reaction.
That's it. I've made my effort to be friendly and get
to know people around here. I've tried to make friends.
I'm too good for this place, so fuck them all.
I don't care anymore. I've lived here four years without
friends. Another two is not going to kill me. I'll just
be 30 before I ever get noticed by anyone for anything
besides words in cyberspace.
`Una - the love platypus
a hearty fuck you to anyone who ever told me that all I
needed to was take the initiative and let people know I
like them. That shit only works if you aren't me.
Delaney
<hugs>
don't feel bad... It happens to most of us, at one time or the other.
Inf act, today ins chool I was told to change my clothes because it was a
disstraction to other students. little did the idiots know I _always_ dress
liek this, and my face _always_ looks like this.
Stupid world... wanna help me blow it up?
- Delaney
* Adopted thje motto "Three in the head, you know they're dead."
Pale_Goth_Goddess
I've come to hate just about everyone in my town (being the only goth is
fun, but not all the time)
~Pale~
--
Http://palegothgoddess.tripod.com/palegothgoddess
"`Una" <u...@nettrip.org> wrote in message
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Nyx
>I walked up to a guy in my computer class
>and said, "I've figured out everyone else's
>name in this class, but yours."
>"It's <insert name>."
>"Hi, <insert name>. I'm <`Una>, nice to meet you."
>I shook his hand and practically ran back to my
>desk because during that entire short exchange
>he was pressed up against the wall and looking at
>me like I had a gun pointed at his head.
That's because what you did is something only used car salesmen and
politicians do. If you had done that to me I would have been convinced you
were trying to sell me something or somehow rip me off. Either way I would
have treated you with great suspiscion.
The only time strangers are really nice is when they want something,
usually.
Also, I seem to recall introducing myself to you at C6 and watching you
cringe in the exact same way.
Nyx
--
You go ahead, be an adult, pay the bills, wash the car, all that crap. Me?
I'm going to sell every thing I own and follow Belinda Carlisle the way
some people used to follow the dead. Why Belinda Carlise you ask? Because
she was the voice of our fucking generation, "They say in heaven love comes
first, we'll make heaven a place on earth." That's something I can believe
in, baby.
www.bleedingprettycolours.com
aim: nyxxxxx yahoo: nyxxxx icq: 9744630
`Una
>Damn.. That sounds like a problem.
><hugs>
>don't feel bad... It happens to most of us, at one time or the other.
I don't think being 27 and in college is the time for
it to be happening, but whatever.
I appreciate the emotional support.
`Una - the love platypus
would laugh my ass off if they tried to inflict
a dress code on me.
--
Gothae Una Verus, The Young Locust
http://www.velvet.net/~una
I know exactly who I am. I know I am intelligent, creative, and
funny. You don't get the credit for my knowing that. ~Bex
`Una
>Also, I seem to recall introducing myself to you at C6 and watching you
>cringe in the exact same way.
No, kris grabbed me by the arm and introduced
me to you in a flurry with Glenn, Dag, and
a bunch of other people I can't remember.
I was near tears with fright mixed with
relief that she had found me and was introducing
me around. I cringed from everyone. That
was a bloody scary day for me.
This is a normal school setting in a small
town where people introduce themselves to
each other all the time. If you can confuse
me with a used-car salesman just because
I ask you what your name is, when I see you
everyday and get curious, then you've got
more to worry about than being scared of
little ole me.
`Una - the love platypus
not bloody scary
H Duffy
> Who here would cower if I walked up to
> you on the street and asked your name?
>
> I knew it. Not one of you.
I get a similar thing, and it weirds me out. I am short, curvy, and I have
bright purple hair; It used to be blonde, which is even less scary. but for
the last 5 years or so, I've been "the scary girl". I don't get it, I'm
_not_ scary; I'm friendly and nice. No extra heads, or limbs, no heavy
weaponry, no handcuffs on my belt, no huge lurking henchmen (although that's
actually a tempting idea), just me. I'm nice to people. But apparently a
while ago, a friend of friends described me as a really scary woman who
would "eat (the guy I was seeing at the time) alive". Now bear in mind, the
guy I was seeing was older than me, and somewhat scary in his own right,
definitely not the sort to be "eaten alive". Not only that, but the guy who
described me in that way is a goth, has been on the scene for longer than I
have, and hangs out with people who look odder, have more numerous and more
extreme piercings than I have, stranger hair colours, and more battle scars.
Why the hell would he think I was scary, when I had never been anything but
friendly to him?
I dunno. I've asked people, and the best I can figure is that I'm
intelligent and self-confident, and that scares the shit out of some people.
So of course, people tell me "Take it as a compliment". Well, fuck, it
doesn't feel like a compliment, because I pride myself on being a nice
person.
Ah well. You have my sympathy anyway.
H
Jim Campbell
wrote on 1/11/01 10:29 am:
> I get a similar thing,
_We_ don't think you're scary ...!
But, then, people have said they find me intimidating - and I'm as soft as
they get!
Although, I was chuffed to bits when a friend's little sister (aged about
six, I think) waited until I left the room and whispered to my friend "He's
like a mysterious stranger on a dark night ..."
I want _that_ on my bloody headstone.
Cheers
Jim
Siobhan
>not bloody scary
No, you're not.
*I'm* scary.
Siobhan
see my teeth?
....Normal is what cuts off your sixth finger and your tail...
{http://www.virulent.org} sio...@virulent.org
Convergence VIII Montreal Committee Alpha Male
Angels Among Us http://altgothic.com/c8montreal/
Scarab
> Who here is scared of me?
> Who here would cower if I walked up to
> you on the street and asked your name?
>
> I knew it. Not one of you.
>
> So why am I surrounded by such cowards?!
> Yesterday, I smiled at two guys and said "hi".
> The first looked at me like I was on crack.
> The second almost stepped on me because he
> didn't want to acknowlege my prescence.
That was very rude. I wouldn't bother trying to be friendly to people
like that.
>
> I walked up to a guy in my computer class
> and said, "I've figured out everyone else's
> name in this class, but yours."
> "It's <insert name>."
> "Hi, <insert name>. I'm <`Una>, nice to meet you."
> I shook his hand and practically ran back to my
> desk because during that entire short exchange
> he was pressed up against the wall and looking at
> me like I had a gun pointed at his head.
>
Hmmm. I don't know why he would act like that. I'm 27 too and headed
back to college.
Maybe the people you are talking about are fucked-up and you feel
uncomfortable around them because you can sense that there is
something emotionally/psychologically wrong with them. In other words
maybe *they* are scaring *you* and not vice versa.
Right now I work in customer service and the people that make me feel
uncomfortable are the ones that seem emotionally unbalanced in some
way. I usually try to avoid them if I can. I'm not afraid of them,
it's just that they seem so disturbed that their fucked-up-ness makes
me feel uncomfortable. And when they try to act nice and normal you
can tell it's a facade and that makes them seem even more disturbing.
I'd advise you to avoid these people an stick with those who you find
to be psychologically and emotionally healthy.
What's your major? I'm applyng for design class at Parsons in NYC.
magdalene
>I ask you what your name is, when I see you
>everyday and get curious, then you've got
>more to worry about than being scared of
>little ole me.
And how are the people on the other
end of your greeting supposed to know
you're not a complete and utter psycho?
It's called caution.
If anybody, no matter how cute or how
unthreatening they may seem, walked
up and just asked me my name, they
would immediately be warily regarded.
~magdalene
---
"fear us, for we are cute, we are angry and we have ridiculous shoes."
http://www.manifest-angel.com/magdalene
Zoe J Selengut
On Thu, 1 Nov 2001, Nyx wrote:
> u...@nettrip.org (`Una) wrote in <una-311001...@ppp-268.olypen.com>:
>
> >I walked up to a guy in my computer class
> >and said, "I've figured out everyone else's
> >name in this class, but yours."
> >"It's <insert name>."
> >"Hi, <insert name>. I'm <`Una>, nice to meet you."
> >I shook his hand and practically ran back to my
> >desk because during that entire short exchange
> >he was pressed up against the wall and looking at
> >me like I had a gun pointed at his head.
>
> That's because what you did is something only used car salesmen and
> politicians do. If you had done that to me I would have been convinced you
Not so.. my friend does it frequently, and with great enthusiasm, and yes
it does indeed freak people out massively. I don't know why; I was taken
aback but kind of pleased and amused when she did it to me, and the fact
that she did it is the only reason I have a real friend around here this
year. I am so antisocial that the only way I acquire new acquaintances is
when they keep talking to me even when I seem bored or unwelcoming, and
thank god that a few of the people who do this turn out to be really neat.
I attribute the reaction Una is getting to the fact that (1) guys who
stare at you either think they are invisible, or are doing it as part of a
complicated plan that includes eventually approaching you themselves and
are completely thrown by the disruption of their careful plotting, or (2)
they are a bunch of stupid fucks.
Zoe
Zoe J Selengut
On 1 Nov 2001, magdalene wrote:
> `Una wrote:
>
> >I ask you what your name is, when I see you
> >everyday and get curious, then you've got
> >more to worry about than being scared of
> >little ole me.
>
> And how are the people on the other
> end of your greeting supposed to know
> you're not a complete and utter psycho?
Come on, she said it was in the context of a _college classroom_. And
around here, people complain all the time about never meeting any new
people, and how nobody ever talks to anyone they don't know past the first
few days of class. And what do you want to bet, being a goth and all, that
if she sat docilely by herself and never bothered anyone, that she would
get to be known as 'that scary girl who never talks to anyone'? (Maybe I
am projecting here..)
>
> It's called caution.
Caution is not a good excuse for removing all traces of civilised social
intercourse from this our troubled world. There are rules of etiquette
that govern this sort of situation, and Una seems to be following all of
them. It is not her fault if her classmates don't know how to handle a
polite introduction from a peer.
A few weeks ago I was waiting for the elevator, and the boy next to me
turned around, extended a hand, and said, "Hello, my name is Mike." So I
shook his hand, told him my name, and asked him what his major was. If I
hadn't felt like having a conversation, however short, I wouldn't have
asked him anything. I don't know what kind of rudeness or rebuff caution
would have demanded.
> If anybody, no matter how cute or how
> unthreatening they may seem, walked
> up and just asked me my name, they
> would immediately be warily regarded.
On the street, out of the blue, sure. But someone you see every day in
class?
Zoe
magdalene
>Come on, she said it was in the context of a _college classroom_.
Want to know about the psychos I met
while I was in college?
>(Maybe I
>am projecting here..)
Perhaps you are, because I never said
/anything/ about how she should sit by
herself and never say a damn word to
anybody.
>Caution is not a good excuse for removing all traces of civilised social
>intercourse from this our troubled world.
Nope.
Never said it was, either.
The reaction of the people she greeted
isn't excusable. The cringing back, etc.
> don't know what kind of rudeness or rebuff caution
>would have demanded.
Yes, and you seem to be a nice, non
psycho person who doesn't seem to take
the exchange of names to be an
intro point to tell someone your life's story,
either. Nor does `Una.
However, the rest of society doesn't know
this. Some skittish college boys don't
know this either.
When I am greeted by someone I don't
know, I take a step back
from the person. It's instinct. It is caution.
I don't leap back or cringe away from them.
But, I also don't immediately turn on my
smile lights and act like I've waited my
entire life to meet them. They get a polite
'hello' back. It's extremely rare that I feel
chatty with a complete strange.
>On the street, out of the blue, sure. But someone you see every day in
>class?
Yes.
If I don't know someone, then I don't know
them. And they are looked at cautiously.
Even if I see them every day in
class or the office or wherever.
*shrugs*
50 Ft Queenie
> >`Una - the love platypus
> >not bloody scary
>
> No, you're not.
>
> *I'm* scary.
>
You are not.
You're cute as a button.
Steph
--
If anything goes deeper than your skin, or higher than a moderately tall
man, you're worried that appreciating it is 'pretentious', when all you've
done is found something that moves you. Some things do rise above, and if
they hate you for rising above, fuck them.-St. Albatross
Tigress
> Come on, she said it was in the context of a _college classroom_. And
> around here, people complain all the time about never meeting any new
> people, and how nobody ever talks to anyone they don't know past the first
> few days of class. And what do you want to bet, being a goth and all, that
> if she sat docilely by herself and never bothered anyone, that she would
> get to be known as 'that scary girl who never talks to anyone'? (Maybe I
> am projecting here..)
I was never known as "that scary girl" (for some reason, gun-toting
gang-bangers sleazing just a block away from campus are scarier than me
>^_^< ), but I was known as "that bitch that keeps screwing with the curve."
One of the best ways to make friends is to destroy any chance of a curve.
Then people will flock to you for study help just so they can keep up.
--
Katherine "Tigress" Dunn, scored a few dates by this method
kdh...@roxboro.net
http://www.sabbatjustice.net
"You fail to grasp Ti Kwan Leep, approach me that you might see... Observe
closely, class: Boot To The Head. *WHOMP*"
-- The Frantics
Siobhan
wrote:
>Siobhan pontificated in a manner most erudite and urbane:
>> *I'm* scary.
>
>You are not.
*You've* never pissed me off.
I nearly ate a Jahovah Witness last week when the hormone
treatments were making me mental. *She* thought I was scary.
>You're cute as a button.
Heh. A pretty damn big button.
Siobhan
Nyx
<Pine.GSO.4.05.101110...@xena.acsu.buffalo.edu>:
>On the street, out of the blue, sure. But someone you see every day in
>class?
Yeah, we all know psycho's don't go to college.
I feel the same way about someone random on the street as I do about anyone
who just happened to sign up for the same class I did.
Nyx
--
"I'm just gonna go home
and stick my head in the oven
overdose on nutmeg and aspirin
and sit in the bathtub reading The Executioner's Song...." Maggie Estep.
Mark Greene
>One of the best ways to make friends is to destroy any chance of a curve.
>Then people will flock to you for study help just so they can keep up.
>
>
Or want to kick your ass after class, depending on their demeanor and your
size.
It's all realative
--
mark
Father Holy
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God laughs at you.
Devils tease you.
Your affections lie.
Seek it and it eludes you.
Just give up dear.
Nobody is scary, just pathetic.
I make children cry at thirty feet. I like it that way.
PP
--
Fr. P.P. Holy
fathe...@home.com
"The stupider it looks, the more important it probably is." - J.R. "Bob"
Dobbs
Zoe J Selengut
On Sat, 3 Nov 2001, Nyx wrote:
> Zoe J Selengut <sele...@acsu.buffalo.edu> wrote in
> <Pine.GSO.4.05.101110...@xena.acsu.buffalo.edu>:
>
> >On the street, out of the blue, sure. But someone you see every day in
> >class?
>
> Yeah, we all know psycho's don't go to college.
Okay, so I know you aren't saying one should never speak to anyone because
they might be a psycho. But what are you saying, then? If a polite, formal
introduction is bizarre and off-putting, what would you suggest?
> I feel the same way about someone random on the street as I do about anyone
> who just happened to sign up for the same class I did.
In a class, you have the opportunity to observe someone's behavior and
habits for a time before approaching them or being approached. I am not
disputing the fact that there are psychos everywhere, or that you can't
always tell who they are. I just don't see what that has to do with it. If
someone comes up to me, assuming I've seen them around
before and they are not interrupting me, and says, 'Hi, my name is ---," I
would nod and say hello irrespective of their possible psychotic
tendencies. I might not give them a big smile and my phone number, but
politeness does not require so much.
Zoe
Nyx
>If a polite, formal
>introduction is bizarre and off-putting, what would you suggest?
>
Actually a formal introduction would be if someone else did it, not if you
did it yourself.
What I'm saying is that I'm suspicious of anyone who is too nice for no
apparent reason. Because that just means I don't see the reason and they
have some ulterior motive.
Just about every time someone I don't know has introduced themselves to me
they have then asked me to vote for them, sell me something, or tried to
convert me to their religion. I can only think of one occasion where
someone introduced themselves and didn't want anything...and everyone tells
me she's crazy.
Which scenario is more common, this one: "Hi, my name is Mary and I just
thought I'd be friendly and introduce myself." or this, "Hi, my name is
Mary, would you like a free copy of The Watchtower?"
If you say the first one is more common you're either deluding yourself or
you live in a parallel universe.
And if someone does introduce themselves of course I'm going to be polite
and greet them. Hell, I'm from the south, confederate soldiers would rise
from the grave to give me a horse-whipping if I didn't...but I'm still
going to be suspicious.
Tigress
> >One of the best ways to make friends is to destroy any chance of a curve.
> >Then people will flock to you for study help just so they can keep up.
> >
> >
>
> Or want to kick your ass after class, depending on their demeanor and your
> size.
>
> It's all realative
Well, I am only 5' 2", but it was also common knowledge that I take
taekwondo. So someone that wanted to kick my ass may have been able to do
so, but they wouldn't enjoy their victory too much because they'd come out
pretty banged up themselves.
--
Katherine "Tigress" Dunn
skerry.
fpevooyrq onpxjneqf sbe fngna:
>What I'm saying is that I'm suspicious of anyone who is too nice for no
>apparent reason. Because that just means I don't see the reason and they
>have some ulterior motive.
"hi, you look familiar. my name is carrie, where do i know you from?"
1. he did look familiar.
2. our piercings & tattoos were eerily similar.
3. he was hot.
from those three things, i decided that i wanted to talk to him.
but then, i am crazy.
carrie, who still wants to talk to him.
---> skerry [oot] ossuary [dawt] net
---> *
---> you goddamn goofball, i was kidding.
---> jc.
Nyx
<js19utsglve71bsq7...@4ax.com>:
>3. he was hot.
>
And that is an ulterior motive. It's not a bad motive, but you weren't just
trying to be friendly.
skerry.
fpevooyrq onpxjneqf sbe fngna:
>>3. he was hot.
>>
>
>And that is an ulterior motive. It's not a bad motive, but you weren't just
>trying to be friendly.
so, what was i trying to do, then? fuck someone who lived in nj that i'd
never see again? nah. bt, dt. although i did see /him/ again.
regardless. i am hard pressed to think of /anything/ we do if there is
no other motive.
carrie
zentariana
>so, what was i trying to do, then? fuck someone who lived in nj that i'd
>never see again? nah. bt, dt. although i did see /him/ again.
you saw him again??
becky.
Glenn Olson
wrote:
>Zoe wrote:
>
>>Come on, she said it was in the context of a _college classroom_.
>
>Want to know about the psychos I met
>while I was in college?
Not really.
But talking about them might help you get over it, so I'll listen
anyway.
>Yes.
>If I don't know someone, then I don't know
>them. And they are looked at cautiously.
Tell me, how do you get to know people?
--
"I want to be pretty *and* kick butt"
- 19 y/o girl's reaction to Angelina Jolie as Lara Croft
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A4894-2001Jun14.html
skerry.
fpevooyrq onpxjneqf sbe fngna:
>>so, what was i trying to do, then? fuck someone who lived in nj that i'd
>>never see again? nah. bt, dt. although i did see /him/ again.
>
>you saw him again??
oh. no, not HIM him him.. but the been there done that him, yes. ;)
man, if i ever see HIM him again, he's gettin' rokked like a hurricayyyne.
`Una
>(`Una) wrote:
>
>> Who here is scared of me?
>> I knew it. Not one of you.
>
><snip>
>ever stop to think that it might not be about being big & mean looing,
>but that you might be intellectually or emotionally intimidating? a lot
>of people don't have very strong personalities, or may, but don't
>believe that they do. you know how you might feel if someone invades
>that personal space around you? you know, the
>stands-too-close-in-elevator kind of thing? that can be done via
>non-physical-proximal means, as well.
So, if I have a strong personality and don't realize it,
that shy, quiet boy who always sits alone in the corner
of the room could find me quite intimidating? Like, if
I'm always offering answers, even though they are usually
wrong, and am always getting in trouble for giggling at
the stupid sexual innuendos always being made by the
women who sit next to me (I know how to turn a 3.5" floppy
into an 8 gig hard drive), then he probably thinks that
I'm very outgoing and popular. Showing the initiative to
find out who he is could signal that I go after what I
want and could be domineering. If he isn't into that
it would frighten him. Thus the caged animal look he
gave me?
Maybe the only problem I'm really having these days
is that I am not the shy, quiet girl who has no
opinions and never says anything in class. I'm not
the girl who has no confidence in the brains she was
born with and never talks to anybody. But I still
think people see me that way because that's how
I'm used to being treated. But people see me in light
of who I am now, so I'm always surprised by how they
respond to me because it isn't the reaction I'm used
to getting.
So, I just need to adjust to this new person I am
and the new reactions I'm getting from people.
`Una - the love platypus
I'm intimidating? I'm intimidating! That's so weird.
--
Gothae Una Verus, The Young Locust
http://www.velvet.net/~una
"I'm a bisexual polyamorous pervert, but I STILL
won't sleep with YOU." - David Gerard
Zoe J Selengut
On Sun, 4 Nov 2001, `Una wrote:
>
> Maybe the only problem I'm really having these days
> is that I am not the shy, quiet girl who has no
> opinions and never says anything in class. I'm not
> the girl who has no confidence in the brains she was
> born with and never talks to anybody. But I still
> think people see me that way because that's how
> I'm used to being treated. But people see me in light
> of who I am now, so I'm always surprised by how they
> respond to me because it isn't the reaction I'm used
> to getting.
Crap. I'm going to print out that paragraph and tattoo it on the inside of
my wrist.
I have a hell of a time remembering that people I met two months ago
didn't know me when I was sixteen.
Zoe
Kris
(Hey look. I'm not dead after all. I know, disappointing.)
<kersnip>
>No, kris grabbed me by the arm and introduced
>me to you in a flurry with Glenn, Dag, and
>a bunch of other people I can't remember.
>I was near tears with fright mixed with
>relief that she had found me and was introducing
>me around. I cringed from everyone. That
>was a bloody scary day for me.
Yup. I can't for the life of me remember who all I was talking to, I'm
thinking it was Wendy, Glenn, Dag, etc. and someone mentioned that you might
be Una. And you looked terrified. So I figured I'd be the obnoxious one. (no
surprises there.) And hey presto, she looked MORE terrified. Shell shock wore
off soon-ish though :>
~Kris.
I never wore flowers in my hair. It didn't happen. Pink is a non-existant
colour. Bastards.
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"You're DIET Pimp." ~Sinfest
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Kris
I get reactions like that all the time. Mostly on the street. Nearly got into
a fight with a guy last night.
I've managed to make a bunch of decent acquaintances at the Law School here at
UF. Some of the folk are really nice. Once they got over themselves and their
issues with my blue hair, which took some time, and one guy's been looking at
me funny since he spotted me at the local Pride event, but he's *one*, not
many. By proving consistently friendly, efficient, and knowledgable about my
job, their educations, and things they like (I mean c'mon, how hard is it to
figure out what folk like, and do little things for them, let them know when
stuff's coming in?) sales have increased, my latest Manager does the same damn
thing, and between us, people ask where we're at, we get to meet people's kids,
the International Students come to me for advice on their visas, some of the
folk lend me cds they think I'd like judging from the stuff I spin at work...
Cris is always asking me to come hear her band play.
It took a few months to get it all together, but it happened. I don't think
I'm particularly charismatic. Obnoxious yes. Loud yes. Charismatic, pretty,
witty - no. i invite my friends to work and we chat up folk, we ask them in
the middle of a rush what movies they've seen this week, take polls on things
like the new N*Sync Movie, and the older staff members come in and give me shit
and talk about the goings on in the college.
My only motive is curiousity at whether or not people are bold enough to talk
back to me. I don't bite. I was pleasantly surprised. Keep it up unless they
look *really* weirded out. Say hi when you pass them. Find out something.
Ask them about it. My conversation starter is the different types of Gummi
Bears I sell. :> Most folk will come around once they realise you're not
going to murder them in your sleep.
And in my case, I know their social security numbers, credit card numbers and
their full names and occupations, etc. :P (kidding).
~Kris.
McMorrigan
>Zoe J Selengut <sele...@acsu.buffalo.edu> wrote in
><Pine.GSO.4.05.101110...@hercules.acsu.buffalo.edu>:
>
>>If a polite, formal
>>introduction is bizarre and off-putting, what would you suggest?
>>
>
>Actually a formal introduction would be if someone else did it, not if you
>did it yourself.
>
>What I'm saying is that I'm suspicious of anyone who is too nice for no
>apparent reason. Because that just means I don't see the reason and they
>have some ulterior motive.
Well, yes, you have a point. I mean, I'm often nice for reasons that
aren't even apparent to me. Then again, I tend to realize later, once
I have won a person's trust, that I really -did- have an ulterior
motive. Or maybe that's just my last, desperately hopeful vestiges of
humanity reaching up from the grave to try and drag others down so
that they at least have a shred of company in their misery. I'm a
bitch like that.
>Just about every time someone I don't know has introduced themselves to me
>they have then asked me to vote for them, sell me something, or tried to
>convert me to their religion. I can only think of one occasion where
>someone introduced themselves and didn't want anything...and everyone tells
>me she's crazy.
Huh. How odd. Does that make -me- crazy? After all, I tend to start
conversations with total strangers with lines like "Hi. Do you know
the capital city of Mongolia?" Of course, that was directed to a
sorority member who was becoming an atmospheric irritation, and
intended to confuse her. I had so much fun with that conversation.
>Which scenario is more common, this one: "Hi, my name is Mary and I just
>thought I'd be friendly and introduce myself." or this, "Hi, my name is
>Mary, would you like a free copy of The Watchtower?"
The first one. Definitely the first one. Witnesses tend to avoid me.
Especially the ones whoa re out with their mentors. Go figure.
>If you say the first one is more common you're either deluding yourself or
>you live in a parallel universe.
The second option. My parallel universe is called "rural America".
It's boring as all hell, and a horrible place to meet -interesting-
persons, but it's easy to meet people in general here. You should try
it some time. It might even take the edge off your paranoia.
>And if someone does introduce themselves of course I'm going to be polite
>and greet them. Hell, I'm from the south, confederate soldiers would rise
>from the grave to give me a horse-whipping if I didn't...but I'm still
>going to be suspicious.
"...and I don't even own a TV."
>Nyx
>
>--
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>and stick my head in the oven
>overdose on nutmeg and aspirin
>and sit in the bathtub reading The Executioner's Song...." Maggie Estep.
>
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wrote:
>"`Una" <u...@nettrip.org> wrote in message
>news:una-311001...@ppp-268.olypen.com...
>
>God laughs at you.
>Devils tease you.
>Your affections lie.
>Seek it and it eludes you.
>Just give up dear.
>
>Nobody is scary, just pathetic.
>
>I make children cry at thirty feet. I like it that way.
Damn. I wish I could do that. I do get my share of parental leggings
of children, and have occasionally drawn attention from the local
police (one more time from that one, and I was fully intent on
reporting harrassment of a private citizen. I swear...) because of
parents who -claimed- that I was scaring their kids, but the children
themselves love me. I'm like a bloody Pied Piper. Maybe I shouldn't
walk around playing my pennywhistle.
>
>PP
>--
>Fr. P.P. Holy
>fathe...@home.com
>"The stupider it looks, the more important it probably is." - J.R. "Bob"
>Dobbs
>
>
`Una
>(Hey look. I'm not dead after all. I know, disappointing.)
I had a feeling I'd hear from you soon.
I've been thinking about you and that always happens.
>Yup. I can't for the life of me remember who all I was talking to, I'm
>thinking it was Wendy, Glenn, Dag, etc. and someone mentioned that you might
>be Una. And you looked terrified. So I figured I'd be the obnoxious one. (no
>surprises there.) And hey presto, she looked MORE terrified. Shell shock wore
>off soon-ish though :>
I remember you grabbed me and introduced me to a female,
who I assume was Wendy, and then started introducing me
to this crowd of guys in a flurry of names.
I was hoping I looked relieved because I really was relieved
that someone had recognized me and I wasn't going to spend
the weekend locked in my hotel room crying with fright
(I'm such a wuss). But I'm not too surprised to hear that
I looked more terrified because being thrust into a crowd
of new people tends to do that to me.
At least I finally relaxed once I realized y'all weren't
going to bite unless I asked nicely. Some of my best
memories are from that weekend.
>I never wore flowers in my hair. It didn't happen. Pink is a non-existant
>colour. Bastards.
I have photographic evidence to the contrary.
But I guess that wasn't you ;)
And hey, it isn't like any of us put them there.
You did that all on your own. I watched you <G>
`Una - the love platypus
hoping against all hope that I can find a way to be at C8.
I owe somebody a kiss.
Nyx
<3be5b69e...@news.usachoice.net>:
>The second option. My parallel universe is called "rural America".
>It's boring as all hell, and a horrible place to meet -interesting-
>persons, but it's easy to meet people in general here. You should try
>it some time. It might even take the edge off your paranoia.
I live in a medium sized town (100,000) in Alabama. The problem seems to be
that you are too trusting and will end up badly for it. Probably dead in a
ditch on a dirt road because you thought the stranger who offered to give
you a ride seemed really nice.
But, every time I meet someone new I always just get disappointed about how
crappy the human race actually is. So I don't want to be friends with the
guy who just brought my pizza because he once played tennis with someone
who has the same last name as I, and, no, I don't want to talk about the
goddamned weather. Mostly I would just like it if everyone would just leave
me the hell alone.
Nyx
<20011104150116...@mb-bg.aol.com>:
>
>~Kris.
>I never wore flowers in my hair. It didn't happen. Pink is a
>non-existant colour. Bastards.
I was pretty sure I had a picture of that, but now I can't find it. It
could be on photo cd somewhere. I was going to point out an url....but all
I have of you is you clinging to a diet coke as if your life depeneded on
it.
magdalene
>Not really.
>But talking about them might help you get over it, so I'll listen
>anyway.
I am over them, thankyouverymuch.
Nice try though. :P
>Tell me, how do you get to know people?
Time and trial.
~magdalene
---
"fear us, for we are cute, we are angry and we have ridiculous shoes."
http://www.manifest-angel.com/magdalene
Tiny Human Ferret
>
> Who here is scared of me?
<snips>
But, I thought you knew!
Well, they must have broadcast it when you were out clubbing somewhere...
clearly the TV has been warning stupid viewers that Goths and other People
In Black are all Scary Vampires who will bite them or do other horrible
things to them.
TV is making people scared of you. I suggest that we all form a Gothic
Anti-Defamation League and sue the crap out of the media.
--
Be kind to your neighbors, even though they be transgenic chimerae.
Whom thou'st vex'd waxeth wroth: Meow. <-----> http://earthops.net/klaatu/
50 Ft Queenie
> On Thu, 1 Nov 2001 21:09:45 -0400, 50 Ft Queenie <squi...@bpal.com>
> wrote:
> >Siobhan pontificated in a manner most erudite and urbane:
>
> >> *I'm* scary.
> >
> >You are not.
>
> *You've* never pissed me off.
>
> I nearly ate a Jahovah Witness last week when the hormone
> treatments were making me mental. *She* thought I was scary.
Anyone can be scary given the right circumstances. Hell, people apparently
think I'm scary, which continues to boggle me.
>
> >You're cute as a button.
>
> Heh. A pretty damn big button.
Now, did I really need to know that much about you? ;)
Steph
--
If anything goes deeper than your skin, or higher than a moderately tall
man, you're worried that appreciating it is 'pretentious', when all you've
done is found something that moves you. Some things do rise above, and if
they hate you for rising above, fuck them.-St. Albatross
Tigress
> Damn. I wish I could do that. I do get my share of parental leggings
> of children, and have occasionally drawn attention from the local
> police (one more time from that one, and I was fully intent on
> reporting harrassment of a private citizen. I swear...) because of
> parents who -claimed- that I was scaring their kids, but the children
> themselves love me. I'm like a bloody Pied Piper. Maybe I shouldn't
> walk around playing my pennywhistle.
I face that conundrum, too. Kids love me, but parents think that I'm a
freak. When I was a Christian and an active member of the church, I worked
with the youth group. The kids listened to me better than the two 40+
mom-leaders and begged me babysit them.
And the adults kept asking why I wore jeans and combat boots to church and
condemned me for wearing all black under my choir robe.
I guess the parents hate someone that does what she wants.
`Una
>BeautyIsA...@ghoulish.co.uk (McMorrigan) wrote in
><3be5b69e...@news.usachoice.net>:
>
>>The second option. My parallel universe is called "rural America".
>
>I live in a medium sized town (100,000) in Alabama. The problem seems to be
>that you are too trusting and will end up badly for it. Probably dead in a
>ditch on a dirt road because you thought the stranger who offered to give
>you a ride seemed really nice.
I live in a small town, 4,000 people. That's it.
People are more suspicious if you DON'T introduce
yourself around.
And nobody said anything about taking rides with anyone.
But since you mention it I walk everywhere and people
often offer me rides when it's raining and I'm obviously
soaked to the bone because I forgot my umbrella or just
because I'm on the highway and they know it's a long way
to town. I always say no because if I'm walking I have a
damn good reason for it (and it's usually because I'm
pissed off and don't want to have anything to do with people
or because I'm on a health kick.)
Anyway, my point is that I too live in that parallel universe
called "rural America". You'd probably go crazy here because
everyone knows everyone else's business. My mother took me
to the Taco Bell drive thru at the place I used to work and
not only did the guy remember me, but he said that the cute
redhead was working that night and went to fetch him. I had
no idea anyone knew I liked him, but you can't fart around
here without everyone knowing who did it and what you had
for lunch.
I should be used to it. I've spent most of my life in towns
this size. When I lived in a town of 90,000 I thought it was
a bustling metropolis. Big cities scare the living daylights
out of me (except Vancouver BC which doesn't seem at all like
a city to me for some reason, must be the view of the mountains.)
But I don't think I was meant to be a small town girl.
`Una - the love platypus
can you even IMAGINE a town this size?
McMorrigan
wrote:
>I live in a medium sized town (100,000) in Alabama. The problem seems to be
>that you are too trusting and will end up badly for it. Probably dead in a
>ditch on a dirt road because you thought the stranger who offered to give
>you a ride seemed really nice.
You misunderstand me. I don't go out of my way to put myself at the
mercy of others. I'm far too much of a control freak for that. But
there's a world of difference between accepting a ride from a stranger
(putting myself in an unknown, uncontrollable place - the stranger's
car) and interacting in a friendly manner in the relatively controlled
atmosphere of a college classroom building.
>But, every time I meet someone new I always just get disappointed about how
>crappy the human race actually is. So I don't want to be friends with the
>guy who just brought my pizza because he once played tennis with someone
>who has the same last name as I, and, no, I don't want to talk about the
>goddamned weather. Mostly I would just like it if everyone would just leave
>me the hell alone.
I'm afraid I don't have the right credentials to continue this end of
the conversation without being accused of malpractice. I don't want a
lawsuit.
>Nyx
>
>--
>"I'm just gonna go home
>and stick my head in the oven
>overdose on nutmeg and aspirin
>and sit in the bathtub reading The Executioner's Song...." Maggie Estep.
>
>www.bleedingprettycolours.com
>aim: nyxxxxx yahoo: nyxxxx icq: 9744630
McMorrigan
<kla...@clark.net> wrote:
>`Una wrote:
>>
>> Who here is scared of me?
>
><snips>
>
>But, I thought you knew!
>
>Well, they must have broadcast it when you were out clubbing somewhere...
>clearly the TV has been warning stupid viewers that Goths and other People
>In Black are all Scary Vampires who will bite them or do other horrible
>things to them.
>
>TV is making people scared of you. I suggest that we all form a Gothic
>Anti-Defamation League and sue the crap out of the media.
Wow. That sounds eerily like some of q q's posts. Do you also want
to declare a Gothic state somewhere in Rhode Island?
;p
>
>
>--
> Be kind to your neighbors, even though they be transgenic chimerae.
>Whom thou'st vex'd waxeth wroth: Meow. <-----> http://earthops.net/klaatu/
Siobhan
wrote:
>Siobhan pontificated in a manner most erudite and urbane:
>> *You've* never pissed me off.
>>
>> I nearly ate a Jahovah Witness last week when the hormone
>> treatments were making me mental. *She* thought I was scary.
>
>Anyone can be scary given the right circumstances. Hell, people apparently
>think I'm scary, which continues to boggle me.
True. I tend to get more of the scary-until-proven-otherwise
reaction than most folks though, just because of the way I look.
>> Heh. A pretty damn big button.
>
>Now, did I really need to know that much about you? ;)
Jesus woman, is there *anything* I can say around here that won't
be taken as a double-entendre?
Siobhan
....Normal is what cuts off your sixth finger and your tail...
{http://www.virulent.org} sio...@virulent.org
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skerry.
<ns_de_cybax_ya...@microsoft.com> fpevooyrq onpxjneqf sbe
fngna:
>i love that argument.
>follow that logic to disprove the existence of love.
don't talk of love;
well, i've heard the word before.
it is sleeping in my memory.
i won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died;
if i never loved i never would have cried.
Virika
>
> >On the street, out of the blue, sure. But someone you see every day in
> >class?
>
> Yeah, we all know psycho's don't go to college.
Oh come on. You went to college. I'm going to college. That right
there proves that psycho's do indeed seek higher education. We just do
nothing with what we learn. Except scare people.
Virika
out of hiding for a bit...
carpe_fundamentum
is measured (hehehe) I'm a bit surprised at finding myself writing
this. I'm the professional lurker.
I read most of the replies and the consensus rather struck a chord in
me. I don't stand out of the crowd myself, I rather like being rather
inconspicuos but the more years pass me by (I'm on the hill, *ON* the
hill, not over it yet) I've noticed I stand out in the mental
landscape of my peers like a sore thumb. I've a goth-at-heart, always
been always will be, it just isn't apparent if you happen to meet me
in the street.
And as a result I've come to the conclusion that love, hate and fear
have all become just a recent addition to the list of four letter
words - and boy does that make me sad.
The level of tolerance is sometimes amazinly nonexistent (albeit that
I don't need to have asbestos underwear handy anymore after expressing
some of m opinions).
oooh, I'm rambling but the point I'd eventually like to make is that
the, let's call it the habit, of contrasting ourselves with the
surrounding norm is - to put it mildly - fubar. I don't care if
someone has an anvil implanted in their head or whatever, the
apearance doesn't a person make and whoever says to the contrary has
lost wonderful worlds of experience.
Don't ever judge yourself by the opinions of others because these is
always someone who will look down upon you.
As long as there is an opinion about me I'm happy because the day I
don't raise someone's eye brows I'm doing something wrong.
This from the other side of express goth :-)
The exchange rate of my opinions is about 50 posts to a dollar.
regards,
Carpe_fundamentum
On Thu, 01 Nov 2001 01:25:05 GMT, u...@nettrip.org (`Una) wrote:
>Who here is scared of me?
>Who here would cower if I walked up to
>you on the street and asked your name?
>
>I knew it. Not one of you.
>
>So why am I surrounded by such cowards?!
>Yesterday, I smiled at two guys and said "hi".
>The first looked at me like I was on crack.
>The second almost stepped on me because he
>didn't want to acknowlege my prescence.
>
>I walked up to a guy in my computer class
>and said, "I've figured out everyone else's
>name in this class, but yours."
>"It's <insert name>."
>"Hi, <insert name>. I'm <`Una>, nice to meet you."
>I shook his hand and practically ran back to my
>desk because during that entire short exchange
>he was pressed up against the wall and looking at
>me like I had a gun pointed at his head.
>
>When I got back to my seat my friend asked me
>what the hell I said to him because he looked
>liked I was threatening his life.
>
>Today, I asked a guy his name, a guy that I have
>seen looking at me at the busstop, a guy who has
>tried to flirt with me, and he had the same look.
>The only reason I learned his name is because a
>friend who was there at the time knew it and told me.
>He didn't say three words to me and ran out the
>door as soon as my friend said his name.
>You'd have thought I asked him to marry me!
>
>A cute guy on the bus caught me taking a second look
>and ran to the back of the bus.
>
>I am not ugly. I am not scary. I don't have a second head.
>I have good hygene. My clothes are clean. I don't smell.
>I even have all of my teeth which is more than I can say
>for most people around here.
>
>I must be such a goddess that mere mortals cower in
>my prescence. They are slime and KNOW they are unworthy.
>But it still makes me feel like shit that I can't even
>say hi to someone without getting a negative reaction.
>
>That's it. I've made my effort to be friendly and get
>to know people around here. I've tried to make friends.
>I'm too good for this place, so fuck them all.
>I don't care anymore. I've lived here four years without
>friends. Another two is not going to kill me. I'll just
>be 30 before I ever get noticed by anyone for anything
>besides words in cyberspace.
>
>`Una - the love platypus
>a hearty fuck you to anyone who ever told me that all I
>needed to was take the initiative and let people know I
>like them. That shit only works if you aren't me.
Tiny Human Ferret
>
> In article <2jhhutcem9q0solp0...@4ax.com>,
> skerry. <ske...@ossuary.net> wrote:
>
> > i won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died;
> > if i never loved i never would have cried.
>
> and aching and i don't know why.
>
> 2. quote simon & garfunkel at me, and i'll quote you relevant jefferson
> airplane right back:
>
> no man is an island.
> (he's a peninsula.)
Stranger calling (eyes that look like mine)
Says, you know I've called before?
What is there now soon will be shown...
Hookah smoking caterpillars, maybe?
>
> --nightshade--
Aidan Skinner
<ns_de_cybax_ya...@microsoft.com> wrote in
<ns_de_cybax_yahoo.com_not...@news.newsguy.com>:
> no man is an island.
Unless his name is madagascar.
- Aidan
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>
> In article <una-041101...@ppp-320.olypen.com>,
> u...@nettrip.org (`Una) wrote:
>
<snips>
> > But I still
> > think people see me that way because that's how
> > I'm used to being treated. But people see me in light
> > of who I am now, so I'm always surprised by how they
> > respond to me because it isn't the reaction I'm used
> > to getting.
>
> eyes on your own paper.
>
> yup, i, you, and probably many many other people out there
> formed their self image at a time very early on. most people
> have a difficult time adjusting to the real world. think
> about the stereotypical child prodigy at age 40.
Eyes on _your_ own paper, please, thanks.
The way I see it, the smarter or more-perceptive, especially the more
sensitive we are to the emotions of others, the more likely we are to be,
um, maladjusted.
It's really quite strange. When I was a small child living in a small
community out west, I was liked and had a lot of friends. When my parents
moved out East, suddenly I was very much the outsider. So much so that by
6th grade they had to ship me to a school in a neighboring district. Even
this didn't work, eventually I wound up in remedial/behavioral special
education. Oddly enough, when I came back from this and finished out my
final year in high school in my district, I was quite accepted. I never have
figured this out... but that boost in confidence served me well when I went
back out west and lived mostly on my own for several years after graduation.
Yet since that return, the dichotomy between how I see myself and how others
see me probably has been the greatest single factor shaping my life.
You see, I really am a very nice guy. However, I am a "guy", which has a
rather unappealing definition if you bother to look it up; it means,
roughly, that I am someone who lives a life of being wilfully deluded and
misled. I suppose I could be an asshole about it but I am crippled by
niceness. Having come to realize this, I've tried to not be nice but it just
doesn't come naturally. Hence, I have become a mopey, not even particularly
good at being an asshole.
It clearly doesn't help me any in terms of making friends, but in retrospect
consideration of what my "friends" have done for me -- and especially in
consideration of what "girlfriends" have done _to_ me -- if seems that for
the most part, friends are something of which I have very questionable and
dubious tastes in selecting, or allowing, for that matter.
How do I see myself? As rather an upstanding example of sticking to my
principles and muddling on through a world of vicissitudes, etc. I think
Hamlet does a good speech on this subject. How do others see me? Evidently,
as enough of a scary scary monster that they seem to feel that
well-orchestrated backstabbing is not only justified but obligatory. Has
this changed me? Well, it's just made me more mopey.
Nothing makes me mopier than when I am doing my very best to be friendly and
I get that cornered-animal look from people. You see, some people have these
expectations that anyone trying to be friendly is inevitably some variant on
the con-artist. That might be projection from their own little sociopathic
mindsets, or it might be a history of having been conned. It could easily be
freshly-smarting wounds from a recent betrayal, be it from love or a
less-romantic relationship. To some people, the degree of affability is
directly proportional to the expectation of said affabilty being a mere
front for something amounting to criminal intent, if you or they are the
sort of believe in "crimes of the heart". And this may be proportionally
compounded if they perceive intelligence behind that affability.
I seem to recall having had this discussion recently; something to do with
the uses of intelligence. In the natural world, intelligence seems to have
evolved so that the more intelligent could more readily prey on the
less-intelligent, and there might well be an instinct towards the detection
of intelligence greater than one's own, and an instinctive wariness of such.
Contrast this with the very recent evolution of moral-ethical systems, which
may more effectively bind one into specific and limited behavioral and
social roles proportionally to the level of intellect concerning itself with
said ethics and morals. One might consider the lack of a moral plight of a
person who's been told what's right and wrong, what to love and what to
fear; they haven't got a moral plight since they're essentially operating on
data in a read-only table. Yet consider also the moral plight of
highly-intelligent individuals: their moral/ethical data tables are highly
read-write and thus they often find themselves at an impasse and without
guidance... and many can and do prey upon those whose read-only tables are
seen as a weakness lending a laughable predictability; yet, contrarily, some
almost envy that predictable certainty of those who cannot revise their
beliefs and precepts, and some find that no matter how they parse it all
out, they find that their own logic trains towards reproducing the sums of
moralities which most people can only ever be told because they can't figure
it out for themselves, and who, having been told, will predictably do the
right thing because it's all they know. But sometimes, what they know may be
mostly right, just only mostly-right. And sometimes one of the things the
know to be most right is this: to avoid the people who have the ability to
disturb their moral certainties. If what makes one a decent human is your
faith in what is right, as passed on from one's elders as the laws given by
the words of the loving gods, your faith is what sustains you in your
humanity, unshakeable faith. This is not necessarily insane; in the absence
of a personal ability to discern for one's-self what is right and what is
wrong, this sort of faith is good and right and what keeps people
socialized, mostly to the common good. And when people come along who can
think for themselves rather than be bound by the laws and morals and ethics
encoded in your faith, and which person can shake your faith with every
question they might ask, well, nothing is more properly to be feared than
gods or monsters[1].
What I seem to see here would seem to be redolent of all of the above
considerations. How anyone is to try to apply concretely to their own lives
these vague generalities, I can't rightly suggest; my own life certainly
doesn't indicate that I've been able to solve my own problems.
Footnote:
1. Deep in the darkest hours, of a very heavy week, the earthmen did
confront me, and I could hardly speak: they asked me 13 questions, and each
one shook my soul, thirteen questions, each an endless hole.[2]
2. I have no idea who did this song, Sugarloaf, maybe? It's from about that
time.
IHCOYC XPICTOC
: Unless his name is madagascar.
Home of the lemurs!
--
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Jennie
>Siobhan pontificated in a manner most erudite and urbane:
>You are not.
>You're cute as a button.
Since when does the one preclude the other?
Jennie
--
Jennie Kermode jen...@innocent.com
http://www.triffid.demon.co.uk/jennie
"Still looking on the dark side, come what may."
Jennie
>I get a similar thing, and it weirds me out. I am short, curvy, and I have
>bright purple hair; It used to be blonde, which is even less scary. but for
>the last 5 years or so, I've been "the scary girl". I don't get it, I'm
>_not_ scary; I'm friendly and nice.
You are indeed friendly and nice, and one of the easiest
people to get on with anywhere. But you don't look exactly like everybody
else, so I guess that's where this is coming from.
>while ago, a friend of friends described me as a really scary woman who
>would "eat (the guy I was seeing at the time) alive". Now bear in mind, the
>guy I was seeing was older than me, and somewhat scary in his own right,
>definitely not the sort to be "eaten alive".
That's the warning Donald received from 'concerned friends'
when I first picked him up at a party. Of course, it only encouraged him.
>I dunno. I've asked people, and the best I can figure is that I'm
>intelligent and self-confident, and that scares the shit out of some people.
I think so. At various points I have had the opportunity to
talk with people who are scared of me and to ask them why, and they cite
things like that, and say that being around me makes them feel inadequate
[1] and vulnerable. I would never advise anyone to act dumb in order to
try and win friends, though. The sort of friends who prefer that really
are not worth it.
OTOH, David and Dag spent much of last weekend trying to tell
me I'm scary, and I have _no_ idea why I'd scare them!
Jennie
[1] Somehow they seem to overlook my notable intolerance for people who
really are inadequate.
Jennie
>And the adults kept asking why I wore jeans and combat boots to church and
>condemned me for wearing all black under my choir robe.
Personally, I should wonder at the kind of church which
admitted adults who liked looking up people's choir robes.
Jennie
`Una
<ns_de_cybax_yahoo.com_not...@news.newsguy.com>,
--nightshade-- <ns_de_cybax_ya...@microsoft.com> wrote:
> no man is an island.
> (he's a peninsula.)
"Hey, baby. How'd you like to visit my ocean?"
Damn, I suck at making up pickup lines!
`Una - the love platypus
found out that the very scared looking boy is only 17.
OOPS!
Zoe J Selengut
On Wed, 7 Nov 2001, skerry. wrote:
> On Tue, 06 Nov 2001 22:18:55 -0500, --nightshade--
> <ns_de_cybax_ya...@microsoft.com> fpevooyrq onpxjneqf sbe
> fngna:
>
> >i love that argument.
> >follow that logic to disprove the existence of love.
>
> don't talk of love;
> well, i've heard the word before.
> it is sleeping in my memory.
>
There ain't nothin' in the world
for a boy and a girl
but love, love, love.
Love, love, love.
And that's the only thing
I'm thinkin' of.
Zoe
Tiny Human Ferret
>
> On Thu, 1 Nov 2001 21:09:45 -0400, 50 Ft Queenie <squi...@bpal.com> wrote:
> >Siobhan pontificated in a manner most erudite and urbane:
> >> *I'm* scary.
>
> >You are not.
> >You're cute as a button.
>
> Since when does the one preclude the other?
Hold it, didn't you once admit to having pointy ears and being at-least
semi-cute? Preclusion "ain't". Heh heh, I rest my case.
Oh, BTW, I'm scary... as scary as an extremely large lamb. Ask Gru if you
don't believe me.
>
> Jennie
Tiny Human Ferret
<snip snip>
> >while ago, a friend of friends described me as a really scary woman who
> >would "eat (the guy I was seeing at the time) alive". Now bear in mind, the
> >guy I was seeing was older than me, and somewhat scary in his own right,
> >definitely not the sort to be "eaten alive".
>
> That's the warning Donald received from 'concerned friends'
> when I first picked him up at a party. Of course, it only encouraged him.
Yet another case in evidence that some people just have a pathetic weakness
for the Other Side of Life?
Hey, I have a pathetic weakness for sp00k33 chyx with big frightening teeth.
But I'm trying to get over it.
50 Ft Queenie
> On Thu, 1 Nov 2001 21:09:45 -0400, 50 Ft Queenie <squi...@bpal.com>
> wrote:
> >Siobhan pontificated in a manner most erudite and urbane:
> >> *I'm* scary.
>
> >You are not.
> >You're cute as a button.
>
> Since when does the one preclude the other?
>
Oh, it doesn't. Not at all.
I'm just giving Siobhan a hard time cause I can. ;->
Steph, who has also been described as cute and scary
IHCOYC XPICTOC
: And the adults kept asking why I wore jeans and combat boots to church and
: condemned me for wearing all black under my choir robe.
And what colour was the choir robe? Let's face it, choir robes in
anything other than black are completely reverse-Polish.
Tigress
> : And the adults kept asking why I wore jeans and combat boots to church
and
> : condemned me for wearing all black under my choir robe.
>
> And what colour was the choir robe? Let's face it, choir robes in
> anything other than black are completely reverse-Polish.
Burgundy with a dark blue collar thingy that had the church logo (gold cross
with a burgundy flame) on it. It was a heavy polyester-type material. (I
think it was polyester because it was the same type of material I used to
make my beret.) So wearing any dressy clothes under that, while crammed in
four half-pews with 10-30 other people, was pretty uncomfortable. Besides,
the robe covered my entire body, so the only way people knew what I was
wearing was when I was taking the robe off. And I usually had stuff to do
after church that required me to not wear dressy clothes.
But that didn't matter to the conservative twits in the congregation.
IHCOYC XPICTOC
: Burgundy with a dark blue collar thingy that had the church logo (gold cross
: with a burgundy flame) on it.
They sound basically similar to the Methodist choir robes at the church I
go to, but ours at least are black.
: Besides,
: the robe covered my entire body, so the only way people knew what I was
: wearing was when I was taking the robe off. And I usually had stuff to do
: after church that required me to not wear dressy clothes.
Choir robes aren't famous for being revealing.
: But that didn't matter to the conservative twits in the congregation.
It seldom dawns on many churchgoers that more people would come if they
made the place more inviting.
skerry.
>and it wrenches you up
>and you're left like a zombie
braaaaaaaaaains.
carrie, ung. grr. arg. braaaaains. *shuffle.*
---->skerry [oot] ossuary [dawt] net
---> i, uh, dropped my bit of what god hath wrought.
---->trebor.
---> *
Tiny Human Ferret
>
> In article <una-081101...@ppp-298.olypen.com>,> heh. well, it's original. ;)
>
> > Damn, I suck at making up pickup lines!
>
> stuck it's tongue in my ear. and that's reception. egad if i ever had
> to actually try to pick someone up, well, it wouldn't be pretty. i'd be
> like a fish out of water. no, actually, in a hot air balloon. on
> jupiter. playing blackjack with a bullfinch, a 10 meter monolith of
> ground pork, and a stalk of celery. and i'd be losing to the celery.
The FISH!!!
I think we may have found the winner of the Year 2001 Surrealism Smackdown
for alt.gothic.
Um, how do you get that much ground pork to stick together 10 meters tall in
2.5G?
Strangely enough, at the exact moment you were writing this, I was in a
biker bar downtown trying to explain Dada versus Surrealism to a friend of
mine who should really be considered Goth except for the fact that he's
black and a damned fine funk-ska guitarist. This is a master of angermoping,
as in if it weren't so sad he'd be angry about it and if he weren't so angry
about it, it'd be sad.
Tiny Human Ferret
>
> On Fri, 09 Nov 2001 23:37:15 -0500, --nightshade--
> <ns_de_cybax_ya...@microsoft.com> fpevooyrq onpxjneqf sbe
> fngna:
>
> >and it wrenches you up
> >and you're left like a zombie
>
> braaaaaaaaaains.
>
> carrie, ung. grr. arg. braaaaains. *shuffle.*
Is it just me, or does an increasing number of us seem to be obsessed with
braaaaains?
--klaatu, no zombies here, nosirreebob.
Peter H. Coffin
> Strangely enough, at the exact moment you were writing this, I was in a
> biker bar downtown trying to explain Dada versus Surrealism to a friend of
> mine who should really be considered Goth except for the fact that he's
> black and a damned fine funk-ska guitarist. This is a master of angermoping,
> as in if it weren't so sad he'd be angry about it and if he weren't so angry
> about it, it'd be sad.
*blink*
What the fuck does a man's skin color have to do with whether he's a goth
or not?
--
Peter H. Coffin
186,000 Miles per Second. It's not just a good idea. IT'S THE LAW.
Tiny Human Ferret
>
> On Sat, 10 Nov 2001 13:54:27 -0500, Tiny Human Ferret wrote:
> > Strangely enough, at the exact moment you were writing this, I was in a
> > biker bar downtown trying to explain Dada versus Surrealism to a friend of
> > mine who should really be considered Goth except for the fact that he's
> > black and a damned fine funk-ska guitarist. This is a master of angermoping,
> > as in if it weren't so sad he'd be angry about it and if he weren't so angry
> > about it, it'd be sad.
>
> *blink*
>
> What the fuck does a man's skin color have to do with whether he's a goth
> or not?
Not much. One of our common friends (also black) was the guy who turned me
onto SoM way back in the day. It's more of a "musicultural" thing. I mean
his general outlook on life is fairly gothic but not Goth; musically he'd be
way more likely to be playing reggae, ska or P-Funk than, say, trying to rip
guitar riffs from VNV Nation. Also he's very much into the guitar greats
such as Hendrix or Clapton, in terms of musical tastes, though actually I'm
pretty sure I could interest him in some Clan of Xymox or Cabaret Voltaire
since he's playing around with some cool sampling/sequencing composition
wares (Acid Pro) and coming up with some stuff that sounds a little like
what you'd get if you crossed "Sex Money Freaks" with 80s underground funk.
But the general Industrial shite that gets a lot of Goth Nite(tm) club play
around here is something he finds annoying. Otherwise, though, he pretty
much fits the generic gothic outlook; he's smart, artistic as hell, and
depressed as fuck and right cynical.
As to the skin color thing, I don't think I'm misquoting his statement to
the effect of "somehow I just don't think I can manage that
deathly-pale-look part of it. Well, maybe with enough arsenic..."
skerry.
fpevooyrq onpxjneqf sbe fngna:
>"skerry." wrote:
>> braaaaaaaaaains.
>>
>> carrie, ung. grr. arg. braaaaains. *shuffle.*
>
>Is it just me, or does an increasing number of us seem to be obsessed with
>braaaaains?
i like pretending to be a zombie.
(& i'm also trying to get myself used to that whole "dead people" thing.)
>--klaatu, no zombies here, nosirreebob.
none here either, i just woke up & am looking for my brains.
carrie
skerry.
fpevooyrq onpxjneqf sbe fngna:
>As to the skin color thing, I don't think I'm misquoting his statement to
>the effect of "somehow I just don't think I can manage that
>deathly-pale-look part of it. Well, maybe with enough arsenic..."
heh. no need, he can just work that funky egyptian angle. ;)
StrangeGirl
attempt to be heard:
>>--klaatu, no zombies here, nosirreebob.
>
>none here either, i just woke up & am looking for my brains.
I keep mine in my coffeepot.
Or so i tell people.
StrangeGirl
---chime...@home.com-Goddess of Last Minute Miracles---
"We went out with both lips blazing, and a pen in either
hand..." - the Flash Girls
}{ http://www.chimericalgirl.net }{
Tiny Human Ferret
>
> On Sat, 10 Nov 2001 16:33:56 -0500, Tiny Human Ferret <kla...@clark.net>
> fpevooyrq onpxjneqf sbe fngna:
>
> >As to the skin color thing, I don't think I'm misquoting his statement to
> >the effect of "somehow I just don't think I can manage that
> >deathly-pale-look part of it. Well, maybe with enough arsenic..."
>
> heh. no need, he can just work that funky egyptian angle. ;)
Actually I think he could carry that off easily. However, it would only be
moments before some wag started jonin' on him as "You ain't no King TuT!
-ha, more like King Butt". And then it would be off to "tha dozens".
>
> carrie
Tiny Human Ferret
>
> skerry. <ske...@ossuary.net> shouted over the general babble in a vain
> attempt to be heard:
>
> >>--klaatu, no zombies here, nosirreebob.
> >
> >none here either, i just woke up & am looking for my brains.
>
> I keep mine in my coffeepot.
>
> Or so i tell people.
"My lobotomy scars are infected! I need to make some antibiotic; it's
brewing now."
>
> StrangeGirl
Tiny Human Ferret
>
> On Sat, 10 Nov 2001 13:56:27 -0500, Tiny Human Ferret <kla...@clark.net>
> fpevooyrq onpxjneqf sbe fngna:
>
> >"skerry." wrote:
> >> braaaaaaaaaains.
> >>
> >> carrie, ung. grr. arg. braaaaains. *shuffle.*
> >
> >Is it just me, or does an increasing number of us seem to be obsessed with
> >braaaaains?
>
> i like pretending to be a zombie.
> (& i'm also trying to get myself used to that whole "dead people" thing.)
>
> >--klaatu, no zombies here, nosirreebob.
>
> none here either, i just woke up & am looking for my brains.
Maybe someone else's will just have to do, eh?
<evil grin and shuffling around>
>
> carrie
David Gerard
Jennie <jen...@triffid.demon.co.uk> wrote:
:On Thu, 1 Nov 2001 10:29:40 -0000, H Duffy <he...@nospam.le.ac.uk> wrote:
:>while ago, a friend of friends described me as a really scary woman who
:>would "eat (the guy I was seeing at the time) alive". Now bear in mind, the
:>guy I was seeing was older than me, and somewhat scary in his own right,
:>definitely not the sort to be "eaten alive".
: That's the warning Donald received from 'concerned friends'
:when I first picked him up at a party. Of course, it only encouraged him.
I don't see how it *wouldn't* be encouraging, in general!
:>I dunno. I've asked people, and the best I can figure is that I'm
:>intelligent and self-confident, and that scares the shit out of some people.
: I think so. At various points I have had the opportunity to
:talk with people who are scared of me and to ask them why, and they cite
:things like that, and say that being around me makes them feel inadequate
:[1] and vulnerable. I would never advise anyone to act dumb in order to
:try and win friends, though. The sort of friends who prefer that really
:are not worth it.
:[1] Somehow they seem to overlook my notable intolerance for people who
:really are inadequate.
I try to hang around smarter and more interesting people than me.
: OTOH, David and Dag spent much of last weekend trying to tell
:me I'm scary, and I have _no_ idea why I'd scare them!
Because you look like you will kill and eat anyone who pisses you off, even
if you're in a good mood at the time. It's a look in the eyes thing.
BTW, the Wasp Factory comp may suck mightily, but the Kaleidoscope #10 comp
is actually pretty good.
--
http://thingy.apana.org.au/~fun/ http://www.rocknerd.org/
"If there's no peeled grapes, it's not an orgy, it's only group sex."
(Ian Sturrock quoting someone else)
Tiny Human Ferret
>
> In article <3BEAA232...@clark.net>,
> Tiny Human Ferret <kla...@clark.net> wrote:
>
> > You see, I really am a very nice guy. However, I am a "guy", which has a
> > rather unappealing definition if you bother to look it up; it means,
> > roughly, that I am someone who lives a life of being wilfully deluded and
> > misled.
>
> hmmm, my dictionary says that it means that you're of grosteque
> appearance or dress, you are ridicule, or you are a taut wire used to
> secure things, and perhaps bur[n]t in effigy.
Let's just say that I am not a taut wire used to secure things, although if
I were to drink a lot of coffee while employed as a rent-a-cop, it might
turn out that I fit all three definitions.
> if you're going to associate with a three letter word, how about 'nod.'
> i like 'nod.' i'll be nod.
>
> > And sometimes one of the things the
> > know to be most right is this: to avoid the people who have the ability to
> > disturb their moral certainties.
>
> perhaps it is most right for those with such abilites to avoid upsetting
> the ox and carts of those around them.
Well, what if the oxen and carts are just plain wrong, or worse, sort of
silly?
>
> > This is not necessarily insane; in the absence
> > of a personal ability to discern for one's-self what is right and what is
> > wrong, this sort of faith is good and right and what keeps people
> > socialized, mostly to the common good. And when people come along who can
> > think for themselves rather than be bound by the laws and morals and ethics
> > encoded in your faith, and which person can shake your faith with every
> > question they might ask
>
> someone has to evolve those time-tested morals and ethics. they came
> from somewhere.
>
> may as well be someone else.
Might as well be one's-self, too, if the time-tested morals and ethics are
suddenly not holding up so well, due to times changing. I suspect that major
revisions might not be impossible but probably would be impractical or even
pointless, if such things work well it's probably because they're
well-founded. However, a bit of fine-tuning might well be in order. And if
you're up to tuning-up people's moralities, whereas the average joe never
would consider it, you might be doing someone a favor by helping them adjust
their moralities and ethics to be more in tune with the times. Of course one
shouldn't undertake such a task lightly or with frivolity.
>
> --nightshade--
Dag
> On Thu, 08 Nov 2001 20:22:11 GMT,
> Jennie <jen...@triffid.demon.co.uk> wrote:
>: OTOH, David and Dag spent much of last weekend trying to tell
>:me I'm scary, and I have _no_ idea why I'd scare them!
>
>
> Because you look like you will kill and eat anyone who pisses you off, even
> if you're in a good mood at the time. It's a look in the eyes thing.
>
Exactly. And the fact that you don't actually look scary in a way that is
generally accepted as scary, just makes you even more scary.
Dag
David Gerard
Dag <D...@animagicnet.no> wrote:
In fact, Jennie, it's that you have the Look of the BOFH. A *relaxed* BOFH.
Tiny Human Ferret
Wow. This I have to see. Well, maybe not. I'm feeling exceptionally timid
these days.
>
> Dag
David Gerard
:> On 14 Nov 2001 08:20:51 GMT, David Gerard <f...@thingy.apana.org.au> wrote:
:> > On Thu, 08 Nov 2001 20:22:11 GMT,
:> > Jennie <jen...@triffid.demon.co.uk> wrote:
:> >: OTOH, David and Dag spent much of last weekend trying to tell
:> >:me I'm scary, and I have _no_ idea why I'd scare them!
:> > Because you look like you will kill and eat anyone who pisses you off, even
:> > if you're in a good mood at the time. It's a look in the eyes thing.
:> Exactly. And the fact that you don't actually look scary in a way that is
:> generally accepted as scary, just makes you even more scary.
:Wow. This I have to see. Well, maybe not. I'm feeling exceptionally timid
:these days.
Jennie looks just like her photos and talks and thinks just like she posts.
For continued safety, do not cross short Glaswegian girl.
Dag
>
> Jennie looks just like her photos and talks and thinks just like she posts.
>
Dag
Tal
>On 16 Nov 2001 07:18:51 GMT, David Gerard <f...@thingy.apana.org.au> wrote:
>>
>> Jennie looks just like her photos and talks and thinks just like she posts.
>>
>Except for the fact that she's shorter in real life than on Usenet.
Yeeeees... </Paxman>
Apparently I'm not as tall as I am on Usenet either... or so it was
said in Whitby...
--
Tal
Commander, 101st Heavy Perking Squad
Lexgoff Mobile Infantry
"We're mobile! We're infantile!"
Jennie
>> generally accepted as scary, just makes you even more scary.
I can't win, can I?
>Wow. This I have to see. Well, maybe not. I'm feeling exceptionally timid
>these days.
Poor Klaatu. Remember, I did promise that I would conceal my
pointy ears in your presence.
Jennie
--
Jennie Kermode jen...@innocent.com
http://www.triffid.demon.co.uk/jennie
"We're all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the pavement."
David Gerard
Tal <t...@irkar.com> wrote:
:Mere instants ago, Dag <D...@animagicnet.no> uttered:
:>On 16 Nov 2001 07:18:51 GMT, David Gerard <f...@thingy.apana.org.au> wrote:
:>> Jennie looks just like her photos and talks and thinks just like she posts.
:>Except for the fact that she's shorter in real life than on Usenet.
:Yeeeees... </Paxman>
:Apparently I'm not as tall as I am on Usenet either... or so it was
:said in Whitby...
Ohhh yes you are. In fact, I was expecting you to be a little skinny guy.
wendolen
>
> I remember you grabbed me and introduced me to a female,
> who I assume was Wendy, and then started introducing me
> to this crowd of guys in a flurry of names.
If it was a purplehead female, it was me. I was introduced to you, any road.
Is the town of 4,000 being discussed still Sequim? (olypen.com... I guess so.)
W.
--
AIM: wendolen23 -^*^- http://www.velvet.net/~wendolen
"Glitter on the mattress, glitter on the headboard,
glitter on the front-porch, glitter on the highway!" -- The B-52's
Jennie
>On 16 Nov 2001 07:18:51 GMT, David Gerard <f...@thingy.apana.org.au> wrote:
>> Jennie looks just like her photos and talks and thinks just like she posts.
So do you, David.
I never quite understood how anybody managed to do it
differently... or why they might want to. It seems like it would be so
much hard work.
>Except for the fact that she's shorter in real life than on Usenet.
I am? I remember benton saying once that I post like a
really tall person. <shrug> I don't know. I never really think of myself
as short. Other people are much shorter when they're on their knees.
Jennie
--
Jennie Kermode jen...@innocent.com
http://www.triffid.demon.co.uk/jennie
"You are either smart or pretty; if you verge on both, you might be a
tough act to follow, but you are also a tough act to take... at some point
people will resent loving you and then they will probably hate you."
`Una
>If it was a purplehead female, it was me. I was introduced to you, any road.
I don't remember purple hair, but I remember it was you
because I'd had the prescence of mind to write it all down
when I got to my hotel room that night.
>Is the town of 4,000 being discussed still Sequim? (olypen.com... I guess so.)
You know Sequim?
Yes, I fear I may never get out of here, but
it just got tons more interesting, so I don't
mind as much.
`Una
Tiny Human Ferret
>
> On Thu, 15 Nov 2001 20:14:36 -0500, Tiny Human Ferret <kla...@clark.net> wrote:
> >Dag wrote:
> >> Exactly. And the fact that you don't actually look scary in a way that is
> >> generally accepted as scary, just makes you even more scary.
>
> I can't win, can I?
>
> >Wow. This I have to see. Well, maybe not. I'm feeling exceptionally timid
> >these days.
>
> Poor Klaatu. Remember, I did promise that I would conceal my
> pointy ears in your presence.
Heh, but I'll still know they're there! ;-}
Lessee, pointy ears, Look of Doom, GAF, Fountain of Lore...
All adds up to something, not quite sure what! But it appears to be friendly
so I guess I shouldn't care, now should I?
--klaatu, who is also all ears, just not all that pointy I guess
>
> Jennie