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Posted by alexandra_k on March 8, 2005, at 2:46:35
In reply to Poem for the weary, posted by Toph on March 8, 2005, at 2:20:15
That was lovely Toph, just lovely.
Well, sad. But lovely.
I like your rhyming.
Catchy.
I'll hum that on my way in tomorrow :-)
Posted by Toph on March 8, 2005, at 3:02:48
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by alexandra_k on March 8, 2005, at 2:46:35
> I'll hum that on my way in tomorrow :-)Thanks, alex. Maybe being up at 3 a.m. writing stupid poems has something to do with it. Hey, Isn't it already tomorrow?
Posted by AdaGrace on March 8, 2005, at 7:35:06
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Toph on March 8, 2005, at 3:02:48
I was up at 3, if I'd have know you were too, I would have stayed on longer. I'm thinking a chat in open is in order for several of us here, if I could just figure out how to get to the ding dang thing........
Posted by Susan47 on March 8, 2005, at 13:37:57
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by AdaGrace on March 8, 2005, at 7:35:06
Yes they don't make it easy. I think I hate Yahoo.
Posted by Susan47 on March 8, 2005, at 13:41:22
In reply to Poem for the weary, posted by Toph on March 8, 2005, at 2:20:15
So sad, my dear. Three a.m. is a time for sadness isn't it. It's the deepest time of the day.
(((Toph)))
You really haven't failed.
You just see it that way.
Whatever it is .. you have done the best you could at the time. Sometimes it's not the same "best" that others are capable of. But you're not the same as anybody else. You've had different challenges. Ones that have shaped who you were to a Certain Degree. And that Degree can be changed every moment. Do you want it?
Posted by Toph on March 8, 2005, at 14:58:36
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by Susan47 on March 8, 2005, at 13:41:22
I think we feel old for a lot of reasons besides being physically exhausted. My job feels old. My will seems tired. My soul feels sick. My dreams are dead.
Posted by Susan47 on March 8, 2005, at 19:16:35
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 8, 2005, at 14:58:36
Whoa, do you ever need a belly laugh, my friend, hahahahahahahaha
I've felt like you. Which is why I do what I do. I do believe, some days, that I am insane to be putting myself in the position I have. I mean, really. I've been just a little TOO honest now, and people know I come here, people who could really use everything to hurt me if they wanted to play a little.
I'm being very very paranoid right now, sorry, I'm sorry Toph. I'm feeling incredibly bad about myself. I hope you feel better soon.
Susan
Posted by Toph on March 8, 2005, at 21:03:42
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Susan47 on March 8, 2005, at 19:16:35
I know what you mean, susan. I've mentioned my kids by name and I worry about that. If they or someone who knew them would identify them I think they would feel betrayed. I've never mentioned my wife's name, but I'm tempted to because it's a drag to keep referring to her as "my wife" all the time. Then there's some stuff I would probably share about myself that I can't for fear that someone will recognize me. I guess it's sad that it would be the bad stuff I've done that would expose me and not anything I might be proud of.
Posted by Shame on March 14, 2005, at 13:20:29
In reply to Poem for the weary, posted by Toph on March 8, 2005, at 2:20:15
Very good. I like it.
However.
After reading it I'm tired. If I were you I would be cackling with glee over that.
Posted by Toph on March 14, 2005, at 14:57:37
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by Shame on March 14, 2005, at 13:20:29
>
> After reading it I'm tired. If I were you I would be cackling with glee over that.Main Entry: cack·le
Pronunciation: 'ka-k&l
Inflected Form(s): cack·ling
1 : to make the sharp broken noise or cry characteristic of a hen especially after layingAre you saying that I laid an egg with this one, Shame? ; ) Toph
Posted by Shame on March 14, 2005, at 15:22:54
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Toph on March 14, 2005, at 14:57:37
I would say that would not be a totally inaccurate assessment.
Posted by Toph on March 15, 2005, at 10:49:11
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by Shame on March 14, 2005, at 15:22:54
> I would say that would not be a totally inaccurate assessment.
And I would say that that assessment would not be totally unexpected.
Posted by Susan47 on March 15, 2005, at 14:00:55
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Shame, posted by Toph on March 15, 2005, at 10:49:11
You guys climbin' a totem pole or something?
Guys always do this. Not all guys, but high-testosterone ones, the guys who're the most fun. Hi guys.
Posted by Susan47 on March 15, 2005, at 14:03:10
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Susan47 on March 15, 2005, at 14:00:55
Susie's over here. Here, high-testosterone guys, over here ;)
Posted by Toph on March 15, 2005, at 16:00:05
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Susan47 on March 15, 2005, at 14:03:10
> Susie's over here. Here, high-testosterone guys, over here ;)
I've always found that to be a better use of precious hormones anyway, Suz. ; )
Posted by Susan47 on March 15, 2005, at 21:56:39
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 15, 2005, at 16:00:05
Oh good, good, goodie. ;)
Posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 16:27:18
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by Susan47 on March 15, 2005, at 21:56:39
> Oh good, good, goodie. ;)
Oh yes I would, if I could, could, couldie. ; )
Posted by Susan47 on March 16, 2005, at 20:41:34
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 16:27:18
Oh would you now,
woodie woodie woo?
Posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 22:25:10
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Susan47 on March 16, 2005, at 20:41:34
I guess I'll have to bone up on my poetry skills.
Posted by Susan47 on March 16, 2005, at 23:37:08
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 22:25:10
Ciao down, baby.
Posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 23:43:16
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Susan47 on March 16, 2005, at 23:37:08
OK, but I can't keep this up forever, sweets.
Posted by Shame on March 17, 2005, at 6:34:33
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 22:25:10
> I guess I'll have to bone up on my poetry skills.
He He He He... You said bone.
Posted by Toph on March 17, 2005, at 6:54:59
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Toph, posted by Shame on March 17, 2005, at 6:34:33
I'll take the bait.
"> Thanks jackass." is my favorite quote of yours from:
http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/write/20050211/msgs/471271.htmlI'm glad I amused you.
Best wishes,
Toph
Posted by Susan47 on March 17, 2005, at 12:42:24
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary » Susan47, posted by Toph on March 16, 2005, at 22:25:10
Yes,that's exactly what I thought, I can't keep this up forever, when you said you had to BONE up on your poetry. I thought, brilliant, NOW what do I do??? So I made it worse.. sheesh. Now everybody shut up before this gets noticed.
Posted by Toph on March 17, 2005, at 17:45:24
In reply to Re: Poem for the weary, posted by Toph on March 14, 2005, at 14:57:37
> >
> > After reading it I'm tired. If I were you I would be cackling with glee over that.
>
> Main Entry: cack·le
> Pronunciation: 'ka-k&l
> Inflected Form(s): cack·ling
> 1 : to make the sharp broken noise or cry characteristic of a hen especially after laying
>
> Are you saying that I laid an egg with this one, Shame? ; ) Toph
>
>Shame:
If you took the above self-effacing comment of mine as something offense, then I apologize for not being more clear. Your reply, of course, was unambiguous. I regret the misunderstanding.
Good Luck ; )
Toph
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