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"I believe that lovers should be tied together
Thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather
Left there to drown
Left there to drown in their innocence"
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| Too many of my RL friends have been redirected to this Xanga (my own fault) so now I've got to start another.
If I like you (really only two of you come to mind...), you'll get a message in, at most, twenty-four hours containing the new address.
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| Today's only upside has been my realization that I need daily, personal contact to be happy. Without it, I am depressive, unproductive, uninterested, and stressed.
If only I'd realized this earlier; now I have to go collect some good friends to put on a bookshelf for easy access when they're needed. Any suggestions for the capture?
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| To elaborate on my previous mention of agoraphobia, I'll fill you in on my... educational visit to a local Techno-Dance club:
I seriously walked in and immediately wanted to walk out.
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| Is anyone else agoraphobic? Mine is particularly of the variety where I dislike open spaces, and after I clean, the empty space increases.
It's not a severe phobia for me, but it does make me slightly uncomfortable after I clean house and all of the comforting garbage (drink cups, mostly) that was cluttering up the space is gone.
If you're not agoraphobic, are you claustrophobic? If neither, which phobia do you have?
Currently Listening To: Fancy Pants by Lady Gaga & Lady Starlight
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| I am sure some philosopher or psychologist has asked this question before, but as it came to mind through my own inspiration, and not plagiarism, I will pose it.
Without any hindrances or judgments in your thought, I ask that you ponder the following questions: Is morality naturally inherent in human beings? Are we born caring about other people, or is this something we develop over time because we feel that we are supposed to care? Is care rooted in guilt, the feeling of satisfaction after one believes oneself to have cared sufficiently enough, or something equally self-interested? Conversely, does it come from a pure, giving place in one's heart? If the latter is true, to elaborate on my initial question, is this feeling of joy, love, et cetera, created through peer-associational, educational, or parental domestication because of its social necessity, or is it naturally there?
I will leave my opinion out of this until others have commented, but I think some notice of the tone in my other posts is enough to make the correct inference.
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The music was abrasive and not even that good; the aesthetic was creepy, uninviting, and overtly sexual; maneuvering through the crowd, or being maneuvered by some within the crowd, was awkward, difficult, and unnecessary; everyone was trying to either be cool or "have a good time" but ended up looking slutty, retarded, too old to be at a club, high, or drunk; and there were girls without underwear dancing above us.
No, no, I'll keep my lonely Friday nights reserved for browsing the Internet and the occasional trip to Starbucks or something-similarly-tame, thanks very much...
I left about 20 minutes after entering. I sincerely tried to get comfortable, but it just wasn't happening, so I took the $15 hit (not including gas or the food on the way) and went right back out the door.
Lesson learned: Don't go to dance clubs. There are too many happy people who seem to have been beaten into a drunken stupor of consumption and stupidity. (I don't know if it's just this club's aesthetic, etc. that I dislike or if they're all like this, so I don't want to exclude others or the invitation to another in case they turn out better.)