your inner voice

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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“The bag is over theeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrre…” (candy corn reference, don’t ask)

“I want some suga! I want some lovin’!” (I MISS my hunnybunny!! sniffle)

"WHY the frig did I say I’d do this?? ARRRRGGH!! Money isn’t everything, money isn’t everything, money isn’t everything, money isn’t everything, money isn’t everything… " (monotone chanting ensues)

“We don’t like her, we don’t like her, we DON’T like her!” (we?)

“I want some lovin’, I want some suga!” (big sigh)

“You had to tell them about your neon green rings, eh? Well, no solid sleep for you!”

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Right now?

Mine’s trying to convince me that the vague pain that comes and goes in my left leg is a blood clot that’s just itching to rush to my brain and wreak havoc in my grey matter.

Apparently my inner voice is that annoying little kid from Kindergarten Cop.

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Mine is very quietly whispering 'badger badger badger badger badger badger mushroom mushroom", and I wish it wouldn’t.

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ine is telling me to get off my lazy ass and go shopping for food . Living off cupboards for two months is not smart, i’m losing lots of weight.

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“Do I really have to go to work now? Can’t I just go back to sleep?”

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Mine is saying:

“You are such a freakin procrastinator. You’ve know about this paper for three weeks. So how come it’s not done yet? After all, you could have had it finished a week ago or more. Instead, it’s a last minute thing as usual. You better finish it so you can start on your next assignment for that other class, the one we call hell-class. But sure, you can check the SD first.”

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I’m tired, I’m hungry and I don’t want to go to school tonight. I want my mommie.

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My inner voices and I had a falling out - they don’t speak to me anymore.

It’s rather lonely.

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[overshare]Me wants nakey time. got nice new softie sheets, lets go home. got new book, too. stop over at Trader Joe’s, we can get crunchy chocolate chip cookies and milk…[/overshare]

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“Only 12 weeks left…the baby is due in 12 weeks!!..Sweet Baby Jesus help me!!!”

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4:30. . . 4:31. . . must keep up the charade for 30 more minutes. Gym, it’s chest/tri tonight. Big Brother is on at. . . 9? No, that’s Wednesdays. Who’s left? Jun, Alison and what’s his damn name? Robert, that’s right. I hope he wins. Those other two are bitches. Alison. Bitches. Atlanta thread. Alyson. Bitch. That stupid bitch. She’s not a stupid bitch, you’re just an idiot. God she was nice. I should call her. That’d be cool, since YOU DON"T HAVE HER NUMBER?! You could look it up. Yeah, look it up stalker. Dumbass, don’t you remember how we didn’t think about Alyson while we were dating that other one? Oh yeah. Why is she just the default? I don’t know. Should I get a burger on the way home? Let’s see, you could get a sandwich from the Deli at the grocery store on the way home from the gym, do we need anything from the grocery store? Got plenty of beer, . . . ah! Out of lemonade. Good plan, lemonade, deli sandwich, . . . .check cat food before leaving for the gym. I wonder if that really hot girl is going to be there tonight. I get busted way too much for staring. Who does her boyfriend/workout partner look like? It’s a wrestler, right? That Austin fellow? Yeah, a cross between him and that guy that’s married to Faith Hill. . . Tim McGraw, that’s right. He’s a big mother fucker, you better quit staring as much. When am I going to bulk up like that? We’re going to try it without creatine, right? Got to quit drinking. I’ll give it a few more weeks and if we’re not getting better results we’ll cut back on the drinking. That’ll be hard with Brit moving in. He likes to drink most everynight too. That was funny last night when he got a beer at like 7 and and asked you if you wanted one and you said no and then got up 5 minutes later and got one out of the fridge. He sure does like to play that damn playstation. I wonder if he really will marry my sister. I wonder if they’ll work out. She sure is getting bitchy and putting on some weight. I hope she watches that, not because there’s anything wrong with that but she has OCD and that shit really fucks with her head. Damn, Britt’s a good guy, I hope he knows what he’s getting into. I wonder if he’ll be home tonight. Was Ezell in or out when I left? I think he was out. That bastard is going to be hungry. Wow, I didn’t take that mid afternoon smoke break. I’ll just tough it out and that way the stair machine will be easier. I hope that hot piece of ass is working there tonight, I can take the second stair machine and look at her. I wonder what her deal is? She seems to think alot of herself. There’s a lot of that going around. . . Shit 4:41 Remember to check the NOAA-NHC update at 5 before you go. I wonder if my amature ass meterological skills are up to snuff or are you just seeing something in that water vapor sat. loop that makes you think the eye is reforming. . . Those poor bastards. I guess you go to Raleigh. Is Raleigh far enough in? . . . I wonder if that stupid bitch still lives up there. . . Remember that? Remember she invited us up for her birthday party and then hooked up with that other dude. That made you look like a dumbass didn’t it. Good thing you didn’t kick that door down. It would have been dramatic but you don’t want to be an ass, do you? She wasn’t looking so good anyway. Bitch. Remember the bachelor party where you kicked a door down? Yeah, we wrote a MPSIMS thread about it. That was a long time ago. I must not have been a member long. 4:46. God damn, this isn’t making time go faster. Check your messages. Why? We’ll be out of here in 15 minutes. Well, it’s cheaper, you’re not using a daytime cell call. Yeah, but it only takes a minute. Well, you were bitching about being bored. Ok, fine . . . . . . . . . . . No messages, just one saved. That one from D. The birthday thing. Are you still saving that? You are a pussy. She’s an idiot, didn’t you hear what J had to say last night? Yeah, he’s an idiot. What 2, 3 jobs? Living in that big ass house. Hope you’re happy buddy. Good thing the hurricane is going to miss them, him being a fireman and all. God damn, he would have been busy. . . .4:49 Hey, watching the clock doesn’t make things go faster, you know. I know. Check your hotmail real quick. Ok. . . Ah, it’s that Andrea chick (Ah, they’re 1920s style “Death Rays”) Wonder what’s up with that. She keeps mentioning her boyfriend all the time. Yeah, I get it, dumbass. Why not keep emailing her, it takes like 5 minutes. She’s got to be hot. She can’t type worth a shit lol, omfg you wontbelieve what happened to ME TODAY!!!~`1, anoying, but overlookable. Hey, your best bud is as smart as you are and he types really bad too. Have to give ole boy a shout tonight during Big Brother. Didn’t talk to him yesterday. . . . Why don’t you go piss, then when you get back you can check the NHC site and take off. Don’t even preview this. Sounds good. . . .

[/inner voice]

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Oooh Bruce_Daddy’s posted… Blah blah blah… Atlanta…

Scan to end

NO! I’ll read it, it’s not that long… Blah blah blah… Raleigh…

MUST.SCAN.TO.END!

Sigh - wonder if it was interesting? Hmmm need to go pee.

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Nope. :slight_smile:

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shit my ribs still hurt why doesn’t someone post something really funny in here I could use a good laugh no wait that would be really stupid me laughing right now that would really hurt

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laugh ** OW!!**

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Mine is saying, “Damn, with all the great food in this town, how come there’s not one single Mongolian barbecue? I want Mongolian barbecue, and I want it now!”

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Ba-DING bada-DING bada-DING,
Bada-DING ba-DING bada-DING.
Bada-DING badaDINGDING
Ba-DING bada-DINGDING
Ba-DING bada-DING bada-DING.

Damn! I’ve been writing too many limericks lately. :smack:

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Lobsand sure is compulsive. He could do with a little of that zonegran. Is that the way to spell it? It is supposed to cure all of my compulsions – eating, shopping. So far it must be working. It’s all I can do to keep right on shopping.

I wonder if it would cure Robert’s compulsion to pick his nose. I can’t believe Bruce_Daddy wants him to win. I don’t want any of them to win. What a sorry group! I get so pissed watching it. Why don’t they show it year 'round?

Oh yeah – NOAH. Headed for Kill Devil Hills. Hope the stuff at Kitty Hawk will remain intact. I need to read the Siddons book about the hurricane hitting the Outer Banks again. What was the name of it? Oh yeah. Outer Banks.

I guess Raleigh would be safe enough. Probably a lot of rain. Just don’t go a few miles farther to Cary. Yankees! Lots and lots of Yankees! At least the streets are Scottish.

Lemonade.

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My internal Greek chorus is squabbling over what it wants me to think/do:

“Damn. Should’ve played a wizard. My sorc isn’t going to get 4th level spells until next level, and the lich he pissed off has Minor Globe of Invulnerability. I may have to resort to hitting him with a stick. It’s a nice stick, but it’s not lich-hitting nice…”

“I promised Pat that I’d run for the Society Board. All I have to do is write a position statement and email it. I promised. I could have almost done it while writing this post…”

“I’m going to get hassled tomorrow for not emailing my comments on that document tonight. He hassles me. That’s his job, because I’m a lazy $#!*. I need to be hassled, or I go all Lotus-Eater…ommm…”

“I want a cat.”
“You can’t have a cat. Your apartment doesn’t allow them.”
“I want a cat.”
“Besides, you don’t really want the responsibility anyway. You’re lazy, remember?”
“I want a cat.”
“Are you listening to me?!”
“I want a cat. A cute little kitten, all black, to scare proselytizers with.”
“Hmmm…maybe you have a point.”
“I want a cat.”

“Gah. I have to be back at work in about 8 hours. That study isn’t done yet. Damn work. Why can’t I just win the lottery and quit? Oh, yeah. Because I don’t buy tickets…”

“I could still get some useful stuff done. I’ll be up for hours, so I could work on that document, or on writing my game, or–hey! Blue Gender is on!”

Gotta go–Blue Gender is on, you see. :slight_smile: