― Taste the Blood of Scrovula (noodle vague), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 09:53 (twenty years ago)
― mark grout (mark grout), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 09:56 (twenty years ago)
― thom yorke (Jody Beth Rosen), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 09:58 (twenty years ago)
― MIS Information (kate), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 09:59 (twenty years ago)
― president carter loves repetition (Jody Beth Rosen), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 09:59 (twenty years ago)
― mark grout (mark grout), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:02 (twenty years ago)
― Taste the Blood of Scrovula (noodle vague), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:03 (twenty years ago)
― N_RQ (Enrique), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:05 (twenty years ago)
― Taste the Blood of Scrovula (noodle vague), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:08 (twenty years ago)
And I do think Radiohead can express that (un)feeling, but from the middle of it anything can express it. As much emptiness in the middle of any record, no matter how happy or obtuse.
― Taste the Blood of Scrovula (noodle vague), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:10 (twenty years ago)
― N_RQ (Enrique), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:11 (twenty years ago)
― MIS Information (kate), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:12 (twenty years ago)
― Taste the Blood of Scrovula (noodle vague), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:14 (twenty years ago)
― g-kit (g-kit), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:15 (twenty years ago)
― president carter loves repetition (Jody Beth Rosen), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:16 (twenty years ago)
― MIS Information (kate), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:16 (twenty years ago)
― N_RQ (Enrique), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:19 (twenty years ago)
― Taste the Blood of Scrovula (noodle vague), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:20 (twenty years ago)
― g-kit (g-kit), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:23 (twenty years ago)
― N_RQ (Enrique), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:24 (twenty years ago)
― g-kit (g-kit), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:25 (twenty years ago)
― N_RQ (Enrique), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:27 (twenty years ago)
― MIS Information (kate), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:29 (twenty years ago)
― Taste the Blood of Scrovula (noodle vague), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:31 (twenty years ago)
― N_RQ (Enrique), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:36 (twenty years ago)
― leigh (leigh), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:54 (twenty years ago)
― N_RQ (Enrique), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:56 (twenty years ago)
― Sociah T Azzahole (blueski), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 10:58 (twenty years ago)
― dmun drive-in (dmun), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 11:57 (twenty years ago)
"I'll be somewhere that I know is beautiful and yet I can't quite feel it, can't quite connect with my surroundings"
My job only enables me to get about 5 hours sleep a night and i work 6 day weeks for 6 weeks then have a week off. Almost the whole time im working i feel unable to connect to my surroundings, and only feel human again when i have a weeks break.
Scrovula, could yours be sleep related too?
― dmun drive-in (dmun), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 12:01 (twenty years ago)
― jel -- (jel), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 15:38 (twenty years ago)
― jel -- (jel), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 15:39 (twenty years ago)
― Dr Morbius (Dr Morbius), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 15:52 (twenty years ago)
― Maria :D (Maria D.), Tuesday, 12 July 2005 16:15 (twenty years ago)
It goes on and on, y'know. But I don't sleep well, this is true.
― Noodle Vague, Wednesday, 19 December 2007 10:12 (eighteen years ago)
http://www.bagpipes.net/ut/UnrealTournamentLogo.jpg
― Dom Passantino, Wednesday, 19 December 2007 10:14 (eighteen years ago)
Sometimes I am reluctant, with a bud who's 6-10 years older, to be like "Dude I loved that album/movie/thing with a release date when I was 14!" knowing they'll say out loud (or feel internally) "UGH, I am SO OLD!" (This is usually when I know they'll whine tho.)
I got this, my first taste, sort of, with a coworker who was telling me what "shitty music" he like in sixth grade, like the Slim Shady album. I said it came out when I was in tenth grade and he was like "DUDE YOU are OLD!" inverse, see – I was not like 'ugh I feel so old.' But it was a new sensation that got a hold on me.
― Abbott of the Trapezoid Monks (Abbott), Thursday, 8 January 2009 22:02 (seventeen years ago)
my gf is six years younger : /
it's like all the time.
― extremely intoxicated & uncooperative outside a Hסּסּters in Winston-Salem (will), Thursday, 8 January 2009 22:09 (seventeen years ago)
wait this was for the other thread
or not, i guess
― extremely intoxicated & uncooperative outside a Hסּסּters in Winston-Salem (will), Thursday, 8 January 2009 22:10 (seventeen years ago)
I don't know how I managed to do this!
― Abbott of the Trapezoid Monks (Abbott), Thursday, 8 January 2009 22:11 (seventeen years ago)
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooops
I don't know how people manage to spend so much time looking at themselves in the mirror. Every time I look at my eyes in the mirror for longer than 5 seconds straight, I start to get really freaked out about the pile of gooey brains just behind those eyes, and how I'm essentially just a big moving pile of goo responding to stimuli. Pretty soon I'm turning the light on and off and watching my pupils automatically dilate, and I start to feel like that one comic strip where the guy wonders what he looks like while wiping his ass, so he watches himself wipe his ass in the bathroom mirror just as his father busts in without knocking.
― "80s Baby" (Z S), Thursday, 8 January 2009 22:44 (seventeen years ago)
I always feel old like that Abbott, even though I'm not actually old I guess. There are always younger people to meet doing stuff I did when I was their age.
― Local Garda, Thursday, 8 January 2009 23:46 (seventeen years ago)
This is notThis is not really happeningYou bet your life it is
I certainly used to feel as if my presence anywhere was somehow sort of cosmic blunder.
― phlegm brûlée (j.lu), Friday, 9 January 2009 00:32 (seventeen years ago)
Every time I look at my eyes in the mirror for longer than 5 seconds straight, I start to get really freaked out about the pile of gooey brains just behind those eyes, and how I'm essentially just a big moving pile of goo responding to stimuli. Pretty soon I'm turning the light on and off and watching my pupils automatically dilate, and I start to feel like that one comic strip where the guy wonders what he looks like while wiping his ass, so he watches himself wipe his ass in the bathroom mirror just as his father busts in without knocking.― Z S
― Z S
For me, ^^this is what strong drugs are like.
― Calling All Creeps! (contenderizer), Friday, 9 January 2009 00:37 (seventeen years ago)
Except for the ass-wiping part.
ya mushrooms will do this to me too
good first post on this thread. thanks for the accidental revive
― +++ (jergins), Friday, 9 January 2009 01:03 (seventeen years ago)
Sometimes yeah I do get a strange awareness of myself as if from outside of my body, without really feeling that I am outside of it. It feels like it should be liberating but it's actually kindof irritating/disconcerting. All that is me, that I usually think of as me is not really me at all. The experience I'm having as an identity doesn't really exist.
― gods jangle the key change (Bimble Is Still More Goth Than You), Friday, 9 January 2009 21:24 (seventeen years ago)
Also, basic thread concept = salvia d. I.e., unpleasant. Only occasionally get this feeling w/o chemicals, usually after a VERY long, very intense day of screen-work. Like walking home in the dark after 16 on crazy deadlines. Feel like my body is floating through a 3-D movie of the world, and my mind is floating somewhere miles above my body. Actually, in this no-drugs context, the feeling is pretty cool.
― Calling All Creeps! (contenderizer), Friday, 9 January 2009 21:28 (seventeen years ago)
Kinda tentatively coming to terms with this feeling, or exploring it a bit more sanely at least. What's been rough over the last few months has been the same feeling of disconnectedness with my family, but not just like I feel disconnected personally. More like nobody is close enough, or like I only see gaps and miss the connections. Secretly yearning after some kind of mystical/hippy union crap. Or Satori, which may not be mystical crap but try explaining that without sounding full of it.
― Birth Control to Ginger Tom (Noodle Vague), Friday, 9 January 2009 21:58 (seventeen years ago)
http://www.thesciencefair.com/Merchant2/graphics/00000001/BellJarKnobType_M.jpg
― •--• --- --- •--• (Pleasant Plains), Friday, 9 January 2009 22:12 (seventeen years ago)
When I get to feeling this way, it's as if my chest is folding in on itself; everything collapses down and my mind bends like a praying mantis. It's a second cousin to a panic attack. At least twice a week. Nice to know all we aspies have the same issues.
― more ign'ant than thuggin', surely (forksclovetofu), Friday, 9 January 2009 22:51 (seventeen years ago)