Confessions

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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While cleaning the bathroom this week I found what appeared to be a slime mold growing on the hot water pipe behind the sink pedestal. I am generally an okay housekeeper; this was invisible except from close to floor level. But it was really big and bulldozer yellow.

I’m an art history student and I don’t understand why people think the Mona Lisa is such a great painting.

I like Robert Jordan’s The Wheel of Time series.

I’ve dyed my hair black, blond, green, blue, red, orange, and purple.

I love my Palm PDA but sometimes get embarassed when other people to see me using it.

–Yersinia

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I confess:

-I have had many suicidal tendencies lately. Today I finally shook them off. I intend on living a while longer.

-I love my ex-bf so much that I have cried about it almost every day. He loves me too but it just wasn’t working

-I haven’t shaved my legs in 6 months (luckily for some reason hair doesn’t really grow on my legs…It takes about 6 months to notice there is hair)

-I lie to my job at least 3 times a week about why I can’t come in at a certain time or why I have to leave. The Gap has such nice people :slight_smile:

That’s all I could think of right now :slight_smile: Not too juicy

-Jenny*

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I think a lot of what goes on in Christian churches is bullshit, and I AM a Christian.

I can’t snap my fingers. It took me years to learn to whistle.

I constantly plot the death of one person in particular who shattered my world when I was 13.

God help me, I LIKE that remake of “Lady Marmalade.”

I don’t “get” Radiohead.

Porn does nothing for me.

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I’ve been a Christian for more than a year, but haven’t even told my immediate family.

I identify more with atheists than fundies, and often find myself ridiculing fundies behind their backs. Sometimes when I’m doing this I’ll even use the general term “Christians,” forgetting that I am one. I always feel really guilty afterward for ridiculing someone’s earnestly held religious beliefs, but I still think fundies are morons.

The reason I don’t drink is because I’m practically an alcoholic; if I start drinking, I can’t stop until I’m wasted, and I’ll crave a drink every night after for a long time.

I don’t much about computers, especially my own. I don’t know what kind of processor it has, how much memory, or how much hard disk space. I like not knowing, and pretending I know less than I do, because it makes me feel protected and cared for.

On a related note, I often get into situations where I’ll be or seem helpless so that someone can come to my rescue and reassure me that I have a safety net of sorts. I’m 18 and afraid of adulthood.

I don’t have my driver’s liscense, and am terrified of driving. My father used to insist on teaching me how, but I was always so stressed out that I ended up crying during every lesson. Finally a month ago I almost got into an accident getting off the freeway, and my father hasn’t asked me about driving since.

I’ve never had a real job, and I’m scared I’ll never make it in the real world.

I often get mad about really stupid things, and avoid people for days or weeks without even telling them.

The only reason I’ve never gotten heavily into drugs is because my friends looked down on it and I didn’t have easy access.

I’ll flirt with a stranger who I’m not likely to run into again, act really interested, and then give a fake phone number and never call him. I love to flirt, but I’m afraid of relationships.

I’ve never been in a serious relationship, and I’m scared to get into one. I’m afraid that things won’t work out and my heart will be broken, so I don’t even keep my eyes open for guys I might be interested in.

I’m not really sure about my sexual orientation. I tend to fall emotionally in love with men, but I’m more physically attracted to women.

I smoke off and on, partly because it gives me a thrill to always be on the verge of addiction but not quite there.

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[ul]
[li]I enjoy the Venga Boys.[/li][li]I have been known to go to the playground and swing on the swings late at night.[/li][li]Sometimes I pretend not to be there when people are looking for me.[/li][li]I LOVE gossip. I like to know what’s going on.[/li][li]I am incredibly full of myself.[/li][li]I’m also scared to death that at some point, I’m not going to make it, or that someone’s going to realize that I’m really not that smart/talented/whatever.[/li][li]I will sneak around, to avoid being seen, for absolutely no good reason.[/li][li]I have a much, much too extensive collection of Star Trek books. And I continue to buy them.[/li][li]I am perfectly happy living in my school-induced bubble. I don’t know the news when it breaks. I am usually informed of news by other people. And I like it that way.[/li][li]I am convinced that I can’t remember equations because I know far too many song lyrics.[/li][li]I really don’t like most of what was written before this century. And I am perfectly happy to base that opinion on the limited experience I have in that area.[/li][li]I let my mom believe that my beliefs haven’t changed much since I’ve been at college.[/li][li]I lie reasonably skillfully.[/li][li]I enjoy being short.[/li][li]I laugh at math jokes. Hell, I make math jokes.[/li][li]I read Cosmo. Regularly. [What? It amuses me.][/li][li]I sing along with pop music. Especially the seventh-grade girl variety.[/li][/ul]

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I am a true Geek. My Boyfriend is a geek. All My friends are geeks.

I play video games too much, especially role playing games.

I like monkeys.

I’m addicted to Sailor Moon, I read on one BSSM site that it was the Crack of anime, I think he’s right.

I miss the 80’s.

I LIKE THE WWF!!! Hell, I’m wearing a Rock shirt right now.

I’m addicted to message boards.

I like snickers & pickles.

I like apple juice & slim jims

I smoke too much. I drink just enough. I wish I had a Joint.

I’m 25 I still buy toys & watch Cartoons.

If I had my way stupid people wouldn’t be allowed to reproduce.

If I don’t like someone & they happen to die, I don’t feel bad. I feel good. Hell I laugh.

I don’t beleive in God.

I beleive in the Paranormal.

ok My list isn’t that juicy either…
But it lets you know a little bit more about me.

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I was a world class thumbsucker as a child.

I have never seen any of the Star Trek movies.
I have never seen any of the Star Wars movies.
I think Tom Cruise is ugly.
I still miss Johnny Carson.
I still miss Princess Diana.

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I’ve recently been violated. Lucky me.

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Sometimes I have sexual fantasies about being a woman and being completely dominated by a man. I think I’ve told one other doper about this, maybe two.

I seriously considered killing myself a few nights ago. This place was one thing that helped convince me not to.
Shit, I bet I’m going to get concerned emails about that last part. Let me emphasize that I’m fine now and that I do this (consider suicide) as part of a life-assessment. I know it sounds dangerous. It really isn’t. Nothing physically bad has ever come of it.

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I won’t be able to talk to Stinky Paws until the first of August. So far it’s been about 34 hours since we spoke and it already hurts. As in an ache in my stomach.
I’m addicted to him.
I love him but I’m so afraid-of not being everything he thinks I am, of disappointing him…
I really wish I had more confidence in myself and his feelings for me.
I really wish he was here with me right now doing all those things we talked about Friday night…

Baby, I want to know how YOUR hair feels as I run my fingers through it, I want to know how YOUR skin feels against mine,how YOUR lips taste,and I really really want to fall asleep in your arms.

Miss you Jabroni…Your Little Ferret

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[li] The fact that I’m 24 but living with my family makes me feel inadaquate as an adult, though I know many other people my age in the same situation.[/li]
[li] I’ve never had a long term relationship, and half the time I don’t care. The rest of the time I morbidly wonder what it’d be like to never marry, like my lonely aunt never did.[/li]
[li] I thought it was sort of creepy that a 38 year old man was interested in me, but then I developed a mild crush on him and did nothing about it.[/li]
[li] I hated my great-grandmother the last year of her life, and I skipped her funeral; I feel guilty about neither.[/li]
[li] I don’t think there’s anything wrong with porn that is fiction or cartoons because real people aren’t being exploited.[/li]
[li] I belong to a message board that is devoted to Dawson’s Creek, which is one of my favorite shows ever. I have every episode but two on tape. I bought a boot-leg copy of season one. (and every episode of The State, for that matter.)[/li]
[li] To the dismay of all other English Degree holders that I know, I openly admit to hating Romantic and Victorian poetry.[/li]
[li] I secretly look down on people who have never heard of the movie ** If Lucy Fell** or ones who dislike ** Empire Records**[/li]
[li] I have no qualms about having downloaded over 700 songs off Napster(I discovered it late), but I think it’s wrong to download whole cds. I still buy about 30 cds a year.[/li]
[li] I realized recently that when I no longer want to listen to what people are saying I respond by saying “ok” even when not being asked a question.[/li]
[li] I think Dorietos and M&Ms, as well as chocolate covered mints and cheese crackers, taste great together. I would buy chocolate covered Dorietos if they made them.[/li]
[li] I would go to a concert that double billed Linkin Park and Britney Spears, and I wouldn’t be doing it to poke fun.[/li]
[li] Despite being repeatedly hurt by my totally unreliable former best friend, I frequently have the urge to write to her even though that I know that she’d back out of plans again and again if I renew contact with her. It’s hard to weigh 9 years of friendship against the years following of being taken for granted.[/li]
[li] My parents have no idea that all of the over-night trainings and seminars I attended for AmeriCorpsVISTA included bar-hopping, nor that the one last June culminated with a bunch of us going out with Army guys we met that day, and that I never bothered to get the name of the one I was slow dancing with. It’s just never come up.[/li]
[li] I refuse to attempt to learn how to drive a standard after a disasterous attempt when I was 17- I couldn’t get into 3rd gear or make right hand turns. Though probably a betrayal to many standard driving lefties, I am convinced it’s too hard to shift with one’s other hand to be bothered with.[/li]
[li] I’m still not sure if OP stands or Orginal Post or Orginal Poster, but I’ve never cared enough to ask.[/li]
[] I have trouble sleeping without my stuffed Simba, and I don’t know what I’ll do when it falls apart.

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  • I truely loved someone who truely loved me, and I didn’t notice either until it was too late.

  • I don’t believe in God, as the church portrays him.

  • I believe organized religion, is about as bad as organized crime.

  • Everyone in my family kinda pretends I’m not there except my father, due to my beliefs/morals/way of life.

  • I have an extremely bad temper.

  • I almost killed a man friday night, he thought I was trying to steal his girlfriend, so he punched me when i wasn’t looking. (we had already exchanged words earlier in the night) Then I grabbed him by the neck and threw him to the ground while still holding his neck, then proceeded to strangle him. I’ve had nightmares about this ever since friday night, because my temper is something I have always struggled with, and it took all five girls in the room to pull me off of him, after his eyes had already rolled back in his head, luckly he just passed out. After it was over I realized I had no control over myself at all.

  • I’ve lived a life I’m not proud of now.

  • I used to sell drugs

  • I’ve done coccaine, shrooms, every pill in the world, and opium. (which i don’t do anymore)

  • I think I might be dependent on alcohol.

  • I don’t feel bad when someone dies unless they were really close to me.

  • Well the list goes on and on, I wish I wasn’t this way. I wish I was just a normal person living the normal life, going to church on sundays and taking kids to baseball practice.

  • I constantly think about getting away from everyone and going to a desserted island, with absolutley no-one else.

  • I don’t think everyone is equal.

  • I have no respect for authority, and in some cases resent authority

theres more but thats enough for now

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I secretly think poorly of people who speak or write poorly. I’m a literacy snob and a poor proof-reader.

I have been semi-suicidal and fantasizing about my death (and praying for it) for months.

I stay up late to watch Starsky and Hutch reruns on TNN.

I love my animals (5 dogs, 2 cats and a horse) but sometimes wish I didn’t have them. In some ways they’re what’s keeping me going - what would become of them if I died?

I am terribly insecure, and rarely think my friends really like me. I tend to think they tolerate me, despite evidence to the contrary.

I’m very Catholic, and would love to find a nice Catholic guy. Even though I think I shouldn’t really care what his faith is.

I have a crush on my vet, who may return the feeling, but I’m too shy to ask him out.

I watch Crossing Over with John Edward, and have seen him in live seminars twice.

I’m unemployed and would rather be dead than go back to work. Although being dead is sort of a goal right now.

I’m depressed in the clinical sense, but can’t afford my anti-depressants because of the unemployment and lack of insurance.

StG

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I’m falling very hard, very fast for someone that I don’t know well enough to fall for.

I don’t really care if this is good or bad.

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(giggles maniacally)
OOOOOHKAYYYYY:

  1. I like Chris Isaac
  2. I like Meg Ryan and Sandra Bullock
  3. I am bisexual
  4. I often make spelling errors and notice them, but don’t care enought to fix them.
  5. I am a nose picker
  6. I sing whenever I am by myself and I think I have a great voice.
  7. I have sexual fantasies about 80% of the day. The other 20% just takes a backseat to whatever else I am thinking.
  8. I never skipped school in highschool. I am a serious student.
  9. I still struggle with whether it is “tired” or “tierd”
  10. Sometimes i seduce people with no intention of ever sleeping with them. I just get bored and think people should amuse me.
  11. I’ve seen kids get hurt and not helped out of laziness.
  12. I think I am beautiful.
  13. I can be quite mean-spirited.
  14. I was my highschool freak.
  15. The people in my classes in College hate me because I use my intellect to drive them into the ground and make then look stupid in front of the instuctors I admire.
  16. A few times (long ago)I phrased a statement in the form of a question in order to look smart (I am so ashamed!!! I hate it when people do that!)
  17. I love getting flowers and doors opened for me. Chivalry makes me wet even though I am a feminist. I used to keep all the flowers I got until there was just too many and I had to throw them all out because I was moving out of town. I think I have kept a few somewhere.
  18. I have never seen Dazed and Confused.
  19. I HATE star wars and most Disney cartoons. I also hate star trek and x-files and am glad my boyfriend doesn’t watch them anymore.
  20. Shy people annoy me. I think about kicking them just to get ANY sound or reaction from them.
  21. I LOATHE white trash.
  22. I used to date musicians compulsively, but utterly refuse to now.
  23. I used to take advantage of guys and now I feel really bad about it. I think about it often and wish I could change the past. I’ve broken too many hearts.
  24. I suffer from depression from a chemical imbalance and my parents don’t know.
  25. I like camping because it gives me an excuse to be dirty.
  26. I don’t get along with girls, which is unfortunate.
  27. I had an abortion.
  28. I wish my boyfriend was more romantic, but am willing to live without it.
  29. I am in love for the first time and sometimes I hate it because it makes me feel vulnerable.
  30. I really don’t care about what people think of me.
  31. I like posting on the Straightdope. I think that is because I have a grandiose personality.
  32. I hate my Grandma’s potato salad, but I eat it because I love her.
  33. I encourage my little brother to swear. I told him it is ok to experiment with pot as long as he is mature and responsible about it. (hey, he’s 15. It’s not like he’s 7).
  34. I make corny jokes and puns and laugh even though noone else does.
    That’s all…for now…
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I once had sex in an empty house that was for sale.

I think that Britney Spears is a misunderstood genius. :slight_smile:

I hit my brother in the head with a baseball bat when I was 6, and I meant to do it.

I’ve said no more often than I’ve said yes, because I felt like I needed to. When I’ve said yes, it’s been without limits.

I want Richard Gere a LOT more than I want Lauren Holly.

I’ve never seen “Ishtar” OR “Schindler’s List”.

I fantasize about taking my revenge upon the group of heartless pricks who tortured me all through my adolescence. It would not be pacifist in any way.

I made my third grade teacher cry. Twice.

I think the Butthole Surfer song “Cinnamon” was written solely for me.

Posting to this Board, then sharing that posting cost me a job this year.

Speed may kill, but slow seduces.

I want a tattoo very badly. I tried out a Henna, and dug it bigtime.

I loathe my body. Liposuction moved from a mere joke to a possibility, after a job in September in Washington, D.C. Will it matter afterwards or not? I can’t figure that part out.

I think Stephen King is so fucking brilliant it’s scary.

I think kissing is better than fucking.

I turned down a come-on from Debra Karr Unger once. She was drunk and I was scared.

I cry every single time I read “My Name Is Asher Lev”.

The desire to extend myself in social service is a lot more self-serving than most people would ever believe. Since I know it doesn’t invalidate the service, I keep doing it.

Anngela knows, she just won’t say. :wink:

I become aroused when swimming in the ocean at night.

I became so addicted to Goldenberg’s Peanut Chews in the 7th grade that I ritualized the placement and supplying of them in my desk drawer to a high art.

When I was 5, I was almost run over by a car.

Nobody except my wife knows what a prick I would be to live with.

I truly am Geobabe’s secret houseboy. :smiley:

I would surrender anything I value in my life to undo the damage done in my father’s that made him what he is today.

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I’m technically a published writer; I had an essay published in a book once.* I haven’t told anybody about it, though, because I wrote the essay during a very depressed portion of my life, and now that I’m older and better-adjusted I read it and think it’s a pile of whiney, overemotional drivel.
[sup]*I get no money from this link. When I was published they paid me a flat fee of one dollar, I do not get royalties from sale of the book.[/sup]

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I also like Irish music, as well as Scottish. I deeply regret not seeing the Chieftains when they were in town. I’m thinking of buying a bodhran.
I worry way too much about what my parents think of me. I can never stand for them to yell at me. I’m 21, and I’m ashamed of this.
I’m afraid people won’t like me if they really know me.
I wish I owned a sword.
I want to be handsome, generous and brave, the Celtic virtues described in How the Irish Saved Civilization, but I fear I am not.
I like to drive around singing “Mambo #5,” “Mmmbop,” and a host of other embarassing songs.
I really dislike Starbucks coffee, but I go there anyway.
I talk to my fish.

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I don’t have a girlfriend, and this fact bothers me very much. To the point where it interferes with other areas of life.

I’m lazy at work, without deadlines, I don’t do anything but play online.

I act mysterious for the sake of acting mysterious. I don’t like the idea of being known, except by my (hypothetical) girlfriend. Probably from the same “afraid that they won’t like you if they get to know you” thing that Ballybay mentioned.

I’m late for Kenpo class.

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Context: 22 yrs, average white american male

  • I talk to no one in particular while hanging out in my apartment, cooking, watching TV… I find it amusing.

  • I like cheesy 80’s music like Jessie’s Girl and Mexican Radio.

  • I sing loudly and badly when no one is around.

  • I never read works of literary merit by choice. I like pop fiction where the good guys are good and the bad guys are downright evil. I like worlds where there isn’t so much damn ambiguity. “Literary merit” stuff just doesn’t have enough explosions.

  • Despite an expensive education, I think reading Carl Sagan’s A Demon-Haunted World had more effect on my world view than anything I learned in college. I am not very scientifically minded, but have been lapping up all the science/skeptic material I can find lately.

  • Despite an expensive education, I can be easily persuaded and often fail to think critically.

  • I’m an unabashed Constitution-thumping patriot. My strongest opinions concern the Bill of Rights and the American ideal that this country has struggled towards for years. We’re definitely not there yet.

  • Because of the above, I’d like to be in Congress. But most of Congress makes me ill.

  • After years of half-hearted Christianity, I finally came to the conclusion that I am an atheist, and I’m rather happy now.

  • I haven’t really admitted the above to anyone, and have told people I’m Methodist when they asked. I’m not ashamed, but I don’t want to be bothered with the ensuing questions/discussion. My profession has a high percentage of strong Christians, so I think it’s best to keep it quiet.

  • I’ll go to church this Christmas because I don’t want to upset my parents or my brother.

  • Despite being an atheist, I secretly read my brother’s Left Behind books and liked reading them, even if they weren’t the best writing ever. I think it’s an affinity for end-of-the-world type drama.

  • I know some of my outlooks and beliefs are contradictory/hypocritical/nonsensical, and I don’t care.

  • I like the fact that my job requires great maturity and responsibility from me, but sometimes it scares the shit out of me that I’m not a kid anymore.

  • I’ve never kissed or been kissed by a girl, with the exception of some pecks on the cheek, which don’t count. I think this is pathetic, since there isn’t anything particularly wrong with me that I can figure out.

  • My social ineptness and cowardice around women is probably the primary cause of this, but I don’t like to admit that.

  • The lack of female companionship used to just bum me out a bit. Now I think I’m starting to get rather depressed about it.

  • I want nothing more than to fall in love. I am deathly afraid of all that falling in love entails. I think this is a problem.

  • I don’t particularly like discussing my inner thoughts and feelings in person, so I find this method to be a rather brilliant idea. Kudos to whoever started the thread.