Rebecca
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#2 and #3 have my support. #1 does not, but not for the reasons you might think. I am not actually a proponent of chick flicks, preferring explosions and cool fight scenes, but they have their place in this world. Think about it: do you really want all those chicks who LOOOOOVE chick flicks emitting a simultaneous whine of galactic proportions when they can't get their fucking groove back? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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BWAHAHAHAHA!!!! Nah, if you really want people to click, you have to name it Boobies.jpg you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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That never fails to make me laugh! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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Aww, shucks.
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Exactly. Otherwise, I just see it as a group of people standing over there, having a conversation I'm not a part of. If I can hijack swiftly and with wit, I will, but more often I'll just 'walk up', listen in for a minute, and move on. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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What you bitching about? Can't get you or anyone else off their ass anymore anyways... Wha..??? Ezsqueeze me?? The pot is calling this kettle black, except that I've actually shown up to most of the latest get-togethers (provided I'm invited.) So there. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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Yeah, um, the just-in-case invitation doesn't really do it for me. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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Dude, right on. I know a med isn't going to motivate me or make me accomplish anything. But right now, I will literally get excited about a project, start pulling it together, and 20 minutes later, the slightest roadblock has me coming here, getting coffee, wandering around the office, ... I make the lists that used to help me. I set the schedule like I always have. Goals in place. Distractions minimized. All I end up doing is beating myself up. It's like trying to catch a greased pig running around in my head. I know what I'm trying to focus on. And I know I'm not doing very well on willpower alone. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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This is so screwed up. I'm distracted by my attention deficit disorder. I've been so excited to discover this, that I've been examining it and thinking about it and reflecting on how it's manifested all my life, and and .... I can't get a damn thing done. I'm on spaz overdrive right now. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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I can't shut up long enough to eat. If I didn't talk & eat I'd starve. I don't smack and I'm very careful not to play the "See Food" game. I can't stand it when someone looks over my shoulder at the screen and smacks gum. It makes me recoil. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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Thank you for saying that. I too was a bit dismayed by the hijack, especially since I just realized I'm a member of the ADD club. My relief at having realized what's been holding me back is overwhelming, and it's nice to know that there's a lovely little support group of sorts within this community (not coincidentally, based on the reading I've been doing.) Back to your regularly scheduled postwhoring. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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I self-diagnosed this weekend with lists of questions and symptoms. Now I have an appt. with a doc to get officially diagnosed and treated. I would defy her or any other doc to tell me I'm not ADD (inattentive, not hyperactive or impulsive). All this reading explains SO much. That appointment can't happen soon enough for me... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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Ho. Ly. Crap. I am so excited I can't stand it. I just realized something that's been staring me in the face ALL MY LIFE. All this time, feeling like I'm fighting my very nature, feeling like I'm too smart to have achieved so little, feeling like a loser because I just can't seem to get my shit together. All over something that is specifically identifiable and treatable. Eureka, indeed. Did anyone else take until after age 30 to realize you have ADD? Were you as elated as I am to realize there's a solution to the frustration? Was anyone else called a spaz growing up? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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Ah, but should the religious be allowed to prey upon the non-religious? My edit: Too late!! CRAP!! I just knew that was going to happen. If you're non-religious and it bothers you to have a bunch praying churchies doing their thing around you in complete silence, that's your problem. Anyway, you'd have to assume to some degree that they're even getting their worship on- do you KNOW they're praying if they're quiet? I don't see the big deal. Shutting up and sitting still for a moment doesn't sound like a bad thing for any kid, even if they're just zoning out... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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OK. Respect and honor for whom? (Remember, it's not like it's a special moment of silence to remember someone - it's a daily, un-dedicated moment of silence.) Respect for those who choose to use that time to pray, and respect for those who don't. A lovely compromise and a moment of golden, blissful silence, imho. edit. Eek!! Horrible misspelling. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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What's the difference between an Irish wedding and funeral? One less drunk. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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Just means you get more of my undivided attention! Eh? Eh? Didn't think of it that way, didja? Don't worry - it's still a ways out. I know I can't usually predict with any accuracy what I'm going to be doing in an hour, much less 2 weeks from now... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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8 pm It's got a pretty good fan base in Houston. I wonder if showing up early would be prudent... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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You are such a stalker! And did I see a post suggesting that you and I were the same poster?? Or was that a different Rebecca? May 22nd would be a great time to see the movie... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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OK People: May 22nd Director's Cut viewing at Edwards Grand Palace on Wesleyan. I'm in. Who else? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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Just pickin' on you. edit: I too have a taste for the finer red meats and delicious sides of asparagus with hollandaise and garlic/horseradish mashed taters and creme brulee, and I have to stop. I'm getting hungry. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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Sounds like your taste is plenty expensive! (I know what you meant. ) you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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I read that this morning. My prayers of healing are with all those affected by this tragedy. That goes for you too, Slappie. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?
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Does the smell, sight, or sound turn your stomach?
Rebecca replied to weegegirl's topic in The Bonfire
How did you manage to work with all those ghosts everyday. Weren't you scared? Nope. I 'worked' for the 'homeowner' - it was our guests who got scared. Really it was a great gig. As opposed to the other poor schleps who got stuck doing food services or outdoor happy rides, we had AC, on-premises potty, a cool break room, and best of all, we didn't have to kiss the guests' asses. The meaner and creepier we were, the better they liked it. It was actually kinda scary walking the ride after close all by myself... lights on, sound still running, boards creaking... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk? -
I think it's her f'ed up left eye that creeps me out... well, that and the emptiness of her soulless gaze. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?