This is the thread where we list our latest disappointments

sorry, work bitching. i had to get it out of my system.

oh, and now one division thinks its editors should learn to use Quark. GAHHHHHH.

Last year, my band were offered the support slot on a big, major label tour which would have been great kudos and fantastic exposure. It would have been a near perfect fit with the headlining band, as well.

They've dangled this in our faces for ages, I really feel totally led on about it all. It's two weeks away from the tour now, and they STILL won't confirm or deny if we're doing it. We've basically decided that it's a no, but management STILL won't just come out and say no. Why is it just SO HARD to give us an answer, even if it's a negative one?

In the face of increasing intra-band tension and other disappointments, we've hung a lot of hopes on this tour, and if it doesn't happen, it's 90% likely that my band will break up. It would have been nice to go out on a high, but that doesn't seem likely now.

I never really believed that it would happen, but it's still a massive fuckoff disappointment, and more annoyance that they couldn't just come out and FINISH IT and tell us no.

* a pedant hangs her head in shame*

-that I'm too easily distracted to get much reading done offline

Oh and I can't get anything done, but that's an always.

Incidentally, no matter how many times I say I take my tea black people pass me the milk and the sugar. Black tea and sweets make me a freak in my office.

*shudder*

However there is a club night Anna and I were both keen to go to there, and it's also tonight.

In general I'm disappointed with everything that's happened since June of last year in regards to my job. It's nice that they've moved me to New York, I guess (I was really ready to leave Chicago), but it's no consolation if I now hate my job (as opposed to love it like I used to) and hate where I live (I hate my apartment and want to move).

I'm also a little disappointed that I was kind of a goof on the phone last night with someone.

may all of hstencil's dissapointments (and everyone else's) evaporate as soon as possible.

Julio, here's something to be disappointed with me about - I still haven't burned your Borbetomagus discs. I am lame.

and yes its disappointing abt the discs. very ;-)

anthony, did u get the ilx comp yet? i sent it ages ago.

Baby won't you take me home, back to that same ol' place, sweet home Chicago?

improv comp?

It's a copy of Zurich, a double live disc. Would you like a copy?

ha! sorry jel. I have been playing different things and just thinking abt a 60 min improv tape for you on and off but not taped anything. I'll tape stuff during the weekend and I'll send it soon.

not before you send it to me! ;-)

I don't think jel will like borbeto stencil (knowing some of what jel likes/dislikes). there's far too much noise.

(thanks julio!)

(hey hstencil, if you wanna make a copy for me, that'd be cool, I could send you the ILX comp in return? email me if you wanna do a trade)

2. this real madrid shirt doesn't fit me too well anymore

3. i have a headcold which is making me feel very dizzy.

The email exchanges since have the unmistakeable tone of 'just friends'. I find far more women want this of me than want me as a boyfriend. Oh well.

*sigh*

i found him moments later down the road taking a slash and kicked him *hard* up the ass while he held his closest and dearest in his hand. i danced around him swearing and kicking his shins and kneecaps while macho steve body slammed and clipped him round the ears. i was then disappointed again cause me and my macho mate steve didn't hold the shithead and his equally poorly dressed mate for long enough. the police arrived just too late.

I think it's interesting to point out that Blount, Yancey, nickalicious and I are all from the durty souf and I feel basically in line with those three, albeit to different extents plus the worst I've done is roll through campus doing drive-by publicity for my presidential campaign, occasionally chucking fresh limes at people (limes which we had decorated with slogans by means of Sharpie), though not hard and not in such a way as to harm or frighten anyone, just a way to get attention and blow an afternoon. Nobody threw them back at us or managed to find any bricks to pitch through out windows, lucky us.

Oh And: I just blew my afternoon on this really nice day reading the shouting at ppl fm cars thread. I am disgusted about that moreso than disappointed, as I didn't really have high hopes for this afternoon anyway.

Actually I don't know whether I'm disappointed that I am a horrible motorist and missed the FAP or whether I'm strongly grateful to God and the VW engineers that I was allowed to drive out of that particular neighborhood safely and arrive home tonight. I guess I should be very happy that I am alive and all in one piece, and that my car isn't totalled.

Arguments make me feel dirty and worthless, anyway, regardless of who 'wins.' Such a downer. I don't think I understand a stale fig about human interaction. I veer between mock self-deprecation (a distorted reflection of a real feeling) and attempts to sound confident/witty/intelligent that so don't work. None of it really says anything about me. But I'm always told there's an element of 'playing a role' involved -- shame I'm so bloody SHIT at it!

I guess I'll always be fairly widely despised until I get the hang of this stuff...

aaargh! Martin, I think I might be going through this at the moment, so you have my sympathies. Dunno, maybe it might be worth examining what you wrote in your emails, what tone you adopted. Is she responding to that? There's an inevitable stage of negotiation at the start of any friendship/relationship where everyone holds back a bit. Trouble is, I always find really hard to sort the "is she afraid of giving away too much 'cause the stakes are high" from the "no, she really means just friends."

shit! I'm in this sort of mood unfortunately. hopefully it will go away.

mark p- sorry abt the job. here's hoping it won't happen.

You wanted to get arrested?

I know I should let go, I know I should not let it bother me, I know I know I know I know, but it still upsets me that someone who was ALLOWED TO hurt me so badly and fuck up my life so completely can just go on being tolerated and taken seriously. This really makes me want to smash things.

But I can't do that, because then it continues to make *me* look like the bad guy.

Deep breath. Deep breath. Karma's gonna get him. Karma is gonna get him. Even if it hasn't happened yet, IT WILL HAPPEN ONE DAY. I *have* to continue believing that or I might as well throw myself off a bridge and give up.

But no more talk about bridge jumping - seriously. I've already lost one person I loved. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose another :-)

I am too sad to explain it but I'm pretty disappointed right now. I am glad there are at least people on a far-away message board I can talk to

...and i was right.

:(

Nathan, I take your point, but the 'just friends' tone is all hers, I'm certain - it's in response to my liking her in a broader sense.

The continued heterosexuality of certain people. Well, actually, I don't care so much about their heterosexuality, I'm far more concerned that they aren't interested in getting it on with me.

My latest disappointment is finding out that I'm not going to be reviewing The Kills tomorrow after all. But it's been sorted for WEEKS. Fuckers. Just yet another excuse/reason to give up music journalism entirely...

Of course I'm only thinking like this now I know it's gone - before it was just there and while I liked it I was complacent about looking after it. It's just another memory spoiled and I do get upset about this sort of thing. It's the sort of not-valuable curio that will end up in the hands of somebody who'll appreciate it, anyway, even though they won't in the same way as me. That's a comfort. But I'm still sulky with the world right now.

I can't imagine a British landlord would dare pull that right now, what with the glut of rental properties around.

also i don't get to make my "poison sux u r all goy" joke

I want to cry.

She looked like such a sweetie, too.

I still have 25 pieces for an album guide book that need to be done by the 1st. well, they actually need to be done by Monday, but they're going to get done by the 1st, so there.

ah, that's terrible dave. don't lose heart.

sorry to hear this luna.

I put them in the Walkman. Neither plays for more than a nanosecond without skip-skip-sk-sk-skipping. Boll-fucking-ocks.

I write a nice e-mail to the wonderful e-bayer who sold me this pup, saying Hi! The discs are coming back your way Miss. Cockfarmer! Once, twice, three times a cockfarmer. A cockfarmer for breaking the CD case and not bothering to mention it. A cockfarmer for forgetting to mention that the CDs were fucked. A cockfarmer for getting them like that in the first place! Cockfarmer!

If it did, then hers must be connected up to the European Synchrotron facility instead of using a poxy little laser like the rest of us schmucks.

I guess I'll be moving to Seattle now.

The "disappointment" at the top of thread turned out to be a "yes" after all, and was one of the proudest accomplishments of my life. Hah.

But LC, dude, take a deep breath. Do what you can. Explain to people that you have too much stuff on, and that you might not be able to meet the committments you said. It's better for them to know in advance - then maybe even they can help you out, or make other arrangements - than to just let it all ball up and let them down. Stop being so hard on yourself. I know, easier said than done, but still.

The Fate of the South Portland Armory

The Armory has been sold. For months now we have driven by the armory, with its exciting banner, draped enticingly, promising the Museum of Glass and Ceramic would one day appear within. It is not to be: so much for that. Alas, poor Museum of Glass! I have been to a glass museum in Corning, New York, and it was indeed a pleasant experience, so I feel disappointed that South Portland will not have such a distraction and tourist draw. The worst part of it is after months of anticipation we will have no satisfaction. We will have to imagine what it would have been like, with its wavy seventies era tumblers and collectable E.T. pint glass sets.

What should the city use the building for? Well, to keep with the theme of the building we could use it to make weapons, but what country currently threatens South Portland? Now that we have warmed relations with Bulgaria, we have no real enemies on the international stage and no need for an arms race. Perhaps we could build something enormous inside it to attract tourists, like the World's Biggest Meatball or something. When I think of the word "armory" I think of medieval armor being built there, but the demand just doesn't exist for that product anymore. I think given the make-up of that part of the Mill Creek area it makes sense to complete the triple-play of McDonalds, Wendy's and the missing third player - Burger King, but now it's too late to start flame-broiling.

The Portland Regency Hotel and Spa was once an armory as well, and look at it now. It really cleaned up nicely, and now it even has a health spa. Take note South Portland! We too could have such luxury in our midst. The armory may not have heating or electricity, but during the daytime, in the summer, we could offer some really 5 star accommodations. Instead of "turning swords into plows" we could turn cannons into espresso machines and barracks into honeymoon suites.

The armory has been on the market for years now, hopefully waiting for new occupants to busy themselves in its halls, but one thing after another has postponed and prevented any solid sale. The final price tag is expected to be in the range of $700,000, the price of a tool shed in Scarborough. The City of South Portland successfully outbid the trouble-making Children's Theatre of Maine. Thank goodness the ears of the local youth will be saved from the likes of Shakespeare, as if there isn't enough violence on South Portland stages. The City plans a much more noble use for the building: storage space. I guess that's a good thing, because we may need to store a lot of things, like old glass pieces that no one wants anymore. Maybe we should even let the public in to see these works. Ahh yes... now I see your plan, Museum of Glass! And I thought you had given up!