tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post8144233896148940110..comments2023-10-17T06:32:16.879-05:00Comments on yawp: Disconcerting StrengthUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-6024017918088054722007-04-03T14:58:00.000-05:002007-04-03T14:58:00.000-05:00third worst - you've broken all the rules. I unde...third worst - you've broken all the rules. I understand your need for therapy and self-examination, and that this blog is part of it, but you have internalized externally. and I know you're not much of a drinker or drug user, so I'm not sure just what the slip-up was. <BR/><BR/>retreat. retreat.<BR/><BR/>dsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-56642976681628977822007-04-02T21:22:00.000-05:002007-04-02T21:22:00.000-05:00Just to clarify, I mean that we used positive ways...Just to clarify, I mean that we used positive ways of dealing with stress instead of such negative.XOXOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00148102601705438305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-26270835614195403362007-04-02T19:02:00.000-05:002007-04-02T19:02:00.000-05:00Trust no-one and no-thing but FATETrust no-one and no-thing but FATEAlijah Fitthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12798808206482416283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-72284969196263447172007-04-02T17:55:00.000-05:002007-04-02T17:55:00.000-05:00When I become rich and famous, I'll hire you as my...When I become rich and famous, I'll hire you as my bodyguard. <BR/><BR/>Hi from Canton, OH.loofrinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09536726261625483977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-11862074559380498052007-04-02T13:43:00.000-05:002007-04-02T13:43:00.000-05:00Thanks, Stacy. I hope you're right.Thanks, Stacy. I hope you're right.thirdworstpoetinthegalaxyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18311347759904615303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-606518608286017082007-04-02T13:42:00.000-05:002007-04-02T13:42:00.000-05:00PS - I saw some places on Sunday that weren't awfu...PS - I saw some places on Sunday that weren't awful. One was actually quite nice, affordable, and is in an area where parking is almost always easy. But it presents other problems. We'll see.thirdworstpoetinthegalaxyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18311347759904615303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-46115670440534373192007-04-02T13:41:00.000-05:002007-04-02T13:41:00.000-05:00XOXO - I'm not sure what you mean. Perhaps I shoul...XOXO - I'm not sure what you mean. Perhaps I should've clarified when I said people of my ilk take it out on ourselves. <BR/><BR/>That doesn't necessarily denote self-mutilation for me. Though I know where you're going -- that is the way many kids deal with stress nowadays.thirdworstpoetinthegalaxyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18311347759904615303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-54044389557155770892007-04-02T11:52:00.000-05:002007-04-02T11:52:00.000-05:00Don't beat yourself up, the right place is where y...Don't beat yourself up, the right place is where you'd least expect it to be when you stop looking. (I hope)Alijah Fitthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12798808206482416283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-7475965085175831182007-04-02T07:38:00.000-05:002007-04-02T07:38:00.000-05:00It's funny to read your take on growing up even th...It's funny to read your take on growing up even though we've talked about this reasoning before. It makes me so angry to see the way that you have "dealt" with issues, and to know that society accepts cutting and self-mutilation. <BR/>Follow me--- We would exercise, lift weights, find a quiet place, you, more than me, would write, or read etc... to deal with daily demands. It's almost as though we are telling youth today that the only way to deal with your issues are to medicate and self mutilate. I'd like to see some MTV show about positive outlets instead of hearing all about why cutting, anorexia, etc... is bad. UGH!! I could continue on this forever. --exit soapbox...XOXOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00148102601705438305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-34937468220335836402007-04-01T23:14:00.000-05:002007-04-01T23:14:00.000-05:00BPP - Rest assured, I still complain plenty. Or el...BPP - Rest assured, I still complain plenty. Or else I probably wouldn't have this post.thirdworstpoetinthegalaxyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18311347759904615303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-44107858096577184602007-04-01T23:13:00.000-05:002007-04-01T23:13:00.000-05:00H & B - I don't know what it is about me, but I ge...H & B - I don't know what it is about me, but I get that a lot. Having my shadow as a profile picture probably doesn't help.<BR/><BR/>But rest assured I not only wear make-up five days a week... but I also wear skirts (and dresses) from time to time.thirdworstpoetinthegalaxyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18311347759904615303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-32494979386918149692007-04-01T23:11:00.000-05:002007-04-01T23:11:00.000-05:00Winter - And here I was worried I'd done nothing b...Winter - And here I was worried I'd done nothing but add another boring post about my apartment woes (I find that whenever I write cathartically, I bore exponentially). <BR/><BR/>I'm glad you enjoyed it.thirdworstpoetinthegalaxyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18311347759904615303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-28814812641146855942007-04-01T20:42:00.001-05:002007-04-01T20:42:00.001-05:00See, now I feel like a wimp. I complain about EVER...See, now I feel like a wimp. I complain about EVERYTHING. I thought it was a younger sibling thing but I guess not.<BR/><BR/>We put a lot of limitations on ourselves. It is mainly a matter of figuring out what you really can't do.<BR/><BR/>Good luck with the apartment hunting. I am sure a solution exists.<BR/>~BPPAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-40482809641782427092007-04-01T20:42:00.000-05:002007-04-01T20:42:00.000-05:00I have only been reading your blog for like a week...I have only been reading your blog for like a week. Or less. Or something. But for some reason I was always under the impression that you were a guy, which you are so apparently not. Seems you're better, actually - you can beat guys' asses!<BR/><BR/>While I feel corny saying it, the story about the small girl at the gym was pretty inspiring. And I'm sorry about your apartment hunting - it doesn't sound like you're making much progress there. Congratulations on not barfing at the earwax landlord.<BR/><BR/>When I was younger I tried to tell myself that I was a tomboy because, with two brothers, it was an identify I could more easily define and since I was somewhat of a social outcast in grade school, accepted by the "nerds" but not really their friends, or anyone else's, I needed an identity to cling to and creating something that was an abnormal identity seemed to fill my need to justify why no one else liked me. Then I hit high school and made a lot of friends and I realized I'm girly as they come. But I'm almost glad I went through my tomboy phase - even now, a decade later, putting on a skirt and makeup feels a little better knowing I once denied myself these things.<BR/><BR/>Okay, now I'll quit talking. I've almost written a blog post myself here. Sorry for the rambling - but your post really made me think!hyacinths and biscuitshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02440004695442233835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21680390.post-8429791542861192662007-04-01T18:13:00.000-05:002007-04-01T18:13:00.000-05:00Amazing post. I'm serious, it inspired in more way...Amazing post. I'm serious, it inspired in more ways than you know.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com