you'd be good with someone?.
that potential in your .
interactions with someone?.
This thread has brought tears to my eyes. I still remember that someone.
The memory has haunted me for years.
*sigh*
I'm terrified that the same thing might happen again.
Sometimes I am so very angry that I was taught such twisted intra- and inter-personal skills.
queereality
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i know i've posted a question similar to this before, but what with all the newcomers here, i thought no harm to ask the question again.. what do you enjoy doing with your spare time and why?.
celtic mark - cornwall uk
I love to read. I read online (here and elsewhere), I read books and in a pinch,
I'll read just about anything. I spend *way* too much time online.
I love to pester my obnoxious siamese cat.
I enjoy movies.
I don't watch much broadcast TV and I don't have a sattelite or cable so I don't watch 'premium programming'
I love being around the redwood trees, especially in the fog.
I enjoy driving, as in going somewhere, not sitting in a traffic jam.
queer_reality
made some quesadillas last night.
they were very yummie.
however a friend i had over did not want theirs with all the ingredients that i put on mine.
I'm not a great cook and I don't much like cooking just for myself anyway. So I eat out often.
Good burritos are a staple.
I have yet to try an ethnic cuisine that I completely dislike.
I enjoy:
Amercan
Mexican
Chinese
Japanese
Phillipine
Korean
Thai
Cambodian (lots of coconut)
Eritrian (sp?)
German
Italian
Russian
I love the variety available in the SF bay area.
I do *not* like:
bell peppers- any and all colors
raisins
chickpeas/garbonzo beans
liver
nuts
I rarely eat at any American fastfood outlet.
I love dark chocolate - no nuts, fruits or berries contaminating my chocolate, please!
I like fish - cooked and raw, maple syrup, tomato anything, garlic, pasta, pizza...
I love pickled ginger but I can't eat any kind of ginger or I get heartburn from HELL.
While I'm not as fond of very spicy (hot) food, I avoid it for the same reason as ginger.
I have heard of a delicacy that comes from the Phillipines:
a raw, **partially developed** chicken egg.
I believe one tilts their head back and cracks the egg open into their mouth,
discarding the shell. This is something I hope to never encounter.
queer_reality
i started a new thread because the other one was about going to see it and i just got home from seeing it .
some of the reviews said it didn't answer many of the questions it brought up.
my opinion: au contraire!!
Just saw it this evening. Very suspensful, often funny --the aluminium foil, oh my. (LMAO)
I did jump a few times.
Alchemist, Mel did get upset. But he was more wierded out than mad.
His character had recently lost his wife and subsequently quit his job as a local reverend.
So everything he experienced was through a filter of emotional trauma.
I liked the technique used an the end of the film to show that some time had passed.
I liked the directors' two previous movies also.
queer_reality
and no i don't mean the man, the poster animal!!!!!!!!!!!!!
although he is loveable............... i love animals, i have two dogs, a black lab named snoopy and a pug, named pug.
sometimes we call him pig, or dig, or mama's little baby.
Absolutely!
So does my sister.
As kids we had:
cats, snakes, turtles, rats, crayfish, a chipmunk, a courtney quail (stupid bird), dogs, almost got a pet skunk...
I adore cats, even though I'm slightly allergic to them--I've got two right now.
I'd kind of like to get a small goat. I've got a big backyard that needs to be eaten.
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when you all were dubs, were you restricted from listening to music some or all?
Pretty much.
When I was about 10, my sister (15 yrs old) won an ice-cream eating contest. The prize was a KISS album. She would play rather loudly when she was especially pissed off at our mom. This was mid '70s.
My mother liked Robert Goulet, musicals and elevator music.
queer_reality
Edited by - queer_reality on 4 August 2002 13:2:15
96-year-old marries in hope of son after 30 daughters
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a 96-year-old man has married for the eighth time in the hope of fathering a son after having 30 daughters.. dhanarup sejuwal from western nepal wants a male child to perform last rites and rituals after his death.. he reportedly fears damnation if he does not produce a son for the purpose.. the man from surkhet married 35-year-old sunpura after the death of his seventh wife, reports the kathmandu post.. a resident of the same village, known only by his first name neupane, said the pensioner was still "active and robust".. he told the kathmandu post: "all his seven earlier wives have already died but without giving any birth to any son".. the newspaper reports his new bride, from the dailekh district, "felt proud to be the wife of a man who had nearly passed a century".
puffsrule writes:
Why would a 35 yr old marry an old 96 year old?!
My mama often told me that I should marry a rich man who has one foot in the grave and the other foot on a bannana peel.
the congregation was always being told to root out any person who was engaged in wrongdoing.
if it was a best friend or even a family member, you were to inform the elders so that they could look into the matter and investigate any possible sin.
the elders pretty much told the brothers that those knowing of a sin and not reporting it were as guilty as the person that actually sinned!
Sort of. I told my sister--she was about 20 yrs old and a pioneer--she told the elders. I knew my inactive mom was smoking. I don't think I would have really said much about it. Then I found out that she had had a major flirtation going on with "Bill", Bill being the brother of my brother's wife. That really upset me. So I told my sister about our mother's " evil" habit. I was about 15 years old at the time.
There is more to it. Maybe I'll try to write down the whole thing someday.
queer reality
i was thinking about this the other day.
since i've left the borg, i find myself loving other humans more.
like all the little children being abducted, the miners trapped in the mine last week, the victims of car accidents that i pass on the road, a woman crying in the car next to me while waiting for the green light, the homeless that i see every weekend at a local soup kitchen where i volunteer, etc.
Absolutely.
A friend once said to me,"You're not prejidiced, you hate everyone."
This was in reference to how I felt about different groups of people.
I felt that this was very insiteful.
--a recovering misanthrope
I live in Oakland.
I was raised in Fairfield, CA
