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― Tuomas, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:13 (eighteen years ago)

maybe you bumped into fake tuomas accidentaly?

― 600, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:16 (eighteen years ago)

TAKE THE BLUE PILL TOUMAS

― blueski, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:17 (eighteen years ago)

FOLOW TEH WIHTE RABITT

― blueski, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:18 (eighteen years ago)

Yes, of course I do.

It's just some kind of mental dislocation. Especially if you spend so much time inside your head, to snap back into focus with the real world" can be jarring and creates that sense.

It's like when you first wake up interrupted from a really vivid dream, and for a moment, you can't remember which mental state is real. I find this happens when I'm deep in thought, and get suddenly snapped back to the here and now. It feels less "real" than the internal mental world I was just inhabiting, and takes time to adjust.

― Masonic Boom, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:26 (eighteen years ago)

Look you can just STIR the Krispies first, it's okay Tuomas. It'll all be ok.

― Sarah, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:27 (eighteen years ago)

Obviously, people who don't have a rich internal life never experience this.

― Masonic Boom, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:29 (eighteen years ago)

I tend to experience it more as a state created by myself, but then I don't really dream au-naturel either (at least in away that I can remember except in very rare instances) so my dreaming is largely confined to day dreaming. It is good though to put oneself outside though, I might be more disturbed by it, though, if it did not seem to be within my control.

― Ed, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:32 (eighteen years ago)

Suddenly you feel like your looking yourself and your life from the outside, and everything you are feels sort of artificial, strange, and not really real?

... and you ask yourself: "Who's that?"

No, I'm not Tuomas.

― nathalie, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:35 (eighteen years ago)

i get this when something REALLY REALLY REALLY bad is happening. I stand there and I don't believe it and so for a few secs my brain kind of makes me relax and I forget it's happened then I'm all OH SHIT SHIT!

― the next grozart, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:40 (eighteen years ago)

Obviously, people who don't have a rich internal life never experience this.

you mean happy people?

― Ronan, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:42 (eighteen years ago)

All the time. Since I was a kid.

― Melissa W, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:52 (eighteen years ago)

Like 3 years old, I mean.

― Melissa W, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:52 (eighteen years ago)

No, I mean people who don't spend as much time looking internally as they do looking externally. This has nothing to do with happiness. It has to do with introversion, introspection.

It is simply a different kind of personality.

If someone chooses to live as much inside their heads than in the experiential world, it doesn't mean that they're unhappy - sometimes it simply means that more interesting or exciting things are going on in there.

― Masonic Boom, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 11:52 (eighteen years ago)

I didn't realise it was a matter of choice.

― Ronan, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 12:41 (eighteen years ago)

Don't you have some inane post about breakfast cereal to write?

― Masonic Boom, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 12:42 (eighteen years ago)

Are people who spend a lot of time indoors usually happier than those who go out a lot?

― blueski, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 12:45 (eighteen years ago)

And I suppose if you're actually quite happy with your life you wouldn't tend to spend a lot of time being introversive, introspective etc. - you wouldn't need to examine or analyse things so much...you'd be too busy having fun?

― blueski, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 12:48 (eighteen years ago)

It's not quite as simple as that (or breakfast cereal) I know.

― blueski, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 12:48 (eighteen years ago)

Of course it is a matter of choice, we are much more in control of ourselves than we are led to believe. It is easy to decide how much we live on which side of the eyes.

― Ed, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 12:57 (eighteen years ago)

ARGH!!! MY PLOT IS BURNING!!!!!!! :-O

― the next grozart, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 12:59 (eighteen years ago)

Different people have different ideas of fun.

For me, I really enjoy spending time inside mine own head. There's a whole world inside my imagination, that in some ways can never really measure up to real life. That doesn't mean that my real life is necessarily bad (FWIW, I've been very happy recently) - it simply means that the internal life is SO GOOD.

It doesn't mean that I value my friends any less, or the good times that I spend with them - especially if we can create a common shared imagination. (I mean, isn't that what a band is? Sharing dreams. Or at least, it should be in its ideal state.)

There's this idea that often gets bandied about that somehow extroversion is natural, and introversion is wrong and unnatural, and if introverts would just "cheer up" or "go down the pub" they would somehow just spring to life as extraverts and stop "thinking about stuff so much". It doesn't work that way.

I *enjoy* thinking. I enjoy analysing and examining thoughts and reactions from several different angles, I enjoy exploring with my mind. I often enjoy Tuomas's threads because he examines things that many of us take for granted. I know some people seem to be threatened or annoyed by this. But it's like seeing a familiar beautiful view from a new angle.

There is no environment that you could put me in where I would suddenly spring to life and go "wah-hey! this is so much better than my own brain!" and suddenly start being an extravert. Unless, maybe, it was a library that contained every book that had ever been written. But I would still need to go off in a corner and dream about what I had just read.

― Masonic Boom, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 13:04 (eighteen years ago)

Ha ha, befuddled by the passive voice:

There's a whole world inside my imagination, that in some ways can never really measure up to real life.

should be:

There's a whole world inside my imagination, that in some ways can never really be measured up to *BY* real life. i.e. real life does not measure up to the things I can dream of.

― Masonic Boom, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 13:06 (eighteen years ago)

House MD 2 thread

― badg, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 13:13 (eighteen years ago)

Obviously, people who don't have a rich internal life never experience this.

I don't see this is obvious tho. People with rich 'external lives' probably get this same sense just as much, maybe more so. If you're living fast you may have less time to dwell on things or just choose not to but you may still get that sense of things seeming unreal or feeling somehow detached from reality - maybe a 'can't see the wood for the trees' thing because you're so immersed in/engaged with the world around you rather than the world within you (*cringes*).

― blueski, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 13:15 (eighteen years ago)

What's an external life? Is this 'being-for-others'?

― braveclub, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 13:17 (eighteen years ago)

If this is a neurochemical phenomenon, as I suspect, I'm not sure how much it has to do with being introverted/extroverted. I myself am an extrovert for sure.

― Tuomas, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 14:30 (eighteen years ago)

i was gonna say...

― blueski, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 14:31 (eighteen years ago)

external life = things that occur outside of your head. Often good fodder for feeding an internal life.

― Ms Misery, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 14:40 (eighteen years ago)

If this is a neurochemical phenomenon, as I suspect, I'm not sure how much it has to do with being introverted/extroverted. I myself am an extrovert for sure.

OK, does any of the rest of what I'm saying ring a bell - the feeling of being plucked too quickly from the internal (mental) life? Or are we talking about totally different phenomena?

― Masonic Boom, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 14:45 (eighteen years ago)

Of course it is a matter of choice, we are much more in control of ourselves than we are led to believe. It is easy to decide how much we live on which side of the eyes.

Not when external circumstances out of our control compromise this choice.

― Ronan, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 15:18 (eighteen years ago)

Don't you have some inane post about breakfast cereal to write?

Why don't you actually spend sometime outside of your head and think about what I said?

Personally, these days I wish I had the luxury of choosing to be introverted or extroverted.

― Ronan, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 15:19 (eighteen years ago)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Depersonalization

― Bill in Chicago, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 18:12 (eighteen years ago)

Yeah, that seems to be about it, except that the article seems to link it with mental illness, whereas what I'm talking about is just a momentary episode, kinda like deja vu.

― Tuomas, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 18:15 (eighteen years ago)

I don't really dream au-naturel either..

I've always imagined you as strictly a pajama man, myself.

― Bob Six, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 18:53 (eighteen years ago)

I often get moments where I'm looking at myself from the outside in all the time and at at first I thought we were talking about the same thing, but mine doesn't really sound like depersonalization. For me, it's almost like I go into some weird trance where I'm looking at myself and the things around me and I have this acute awareness of the reality of my actual physical self. Sudddently it becomes incredibly clear to me that I'm a real person that people see and interact with and I realize how incredibly strange and absurd that really is. Then I snap out of it. This usually happens when I'm alone and just thinking.
Like Melissa, I've been doing this since I was a kid. The first time I remember it happening was when I was sitting on the sidelines in gym class watching the other kids play dodgeball.

― ENBB, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 19:12 (eighteen years ago)

Woah - first sentence of my above post. I should always read things after I change them around. Sorry!

― ENBB, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 19:13 (eighteen years ago)

For me, it's almost like I go into some weird trance where I'm looking at myself and the things around me and I have this acute awareness of the reality of my actual physical self. Sudddently it becomes incredibly clear to me that I'm a real person that people see and interact with and I realize how incredibly strange and absurd that really is.

Actually, this description is probably closer to what I feel than the one in the Wiki article. The whole thing is kinda hard to put into words.

― Tuomas, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 19:27 (eighteen years ago)

It's very hard to put into words! I've tried to describe this to people before and am usually met with blank stares. So yeah, I have experienced this but have absolutely no insight to what causes it.

― ENBB, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 19:34 (eighteen years ago)

I've had this, or what I understand this to be, happen on a few occasions, but not often. Generally the terrible "life spiralling out of control" moments, whether those moments are good or bad. When I had my first piece in The Guardian was a recent "good" instance. After getting the paper and reading it and thinking "wow, that's cool" and stuff, later on in the afternoon I actually sat down and read the Film & Music bit like I normally would, front-to-back, and totally forgot that I'd got a piece on the back page. When I turned the last page over and saw my name I did a big "woah wtf" mentally and suddenly felt totally spaced out ex-temporal. Very weird. Other occasions are generally big nasty arguments with Emma when I think I might as well die as carry on destroying things. Thankfully the latter are very, very rare.

― Scik Mouthy, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 19:35 (eighteen years ago)

Actually, I also got it in the couple of (thankfully minor) car crashes I've been in.

― Scik Mouthy, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 19:36 (eighteen years ago)

Sudddently it becomes incredibly clear to me that I'm a real person that people see and interact with and I realize how incredibly strange and absurd that really is.

I'm more frequently struck with the inverse: every other car stuck in this traffic jam with me contains a person! Holy crap! Every one of those people is living a relatively unique life, with actual thoughts and feelings that are distinct from the totality of my experience! There are 6 billion people on the planet! How is that...what...gaahhh!

― BIG HOOS aka the steendriver, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 20:28 (eighteen years ago)

From what's being described I imagine that probably, yes, everyone experiences this.

― Ms Misery, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 20:42 (eighteen years ago)

MM - What makes it strange for me it's not really just a thought or realization but an experience that feels like what I imagine people are talking about when they describe out of body experiences. I think that's what makes what Tuomas was getting at a little different from what Hoos and SM were describing.

― ENBB, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 20:50 (eighteen years ago)

Yes, I get this - as BIG HOOS's experience implies, it's a realisation of some kind more than a weird anomalous freakout. It's just that the realisation it brings is rather too much for my little brain to handle, and so there is the risk of a freakout. Solution: exercise, healthy food, try not to worry about anything too much. Then it seems less crucial to get a handle on the meaning of it all, and so no freakout.

Now Tuomas's experience sounds more like depersonalization (as noted by Bill in Chicago), or Michael Washburn's experience of uncanniness, but goddam it, we are biological machines and reality is extremely uncanny, even if we do pretend it's all normal. So I still call those experiences perceptions, not delusions. The panic response to the experience, perhaps, is where the pathology might come in.

― moley, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 21:53 (eighteen years ago)

Depersonalization can be a symptom of mental illness, but it can also be a transient sensation as well. I mean, I don't want to get into the whole issue of pathologizing relatively normal mental states, but that seemed to me to be the most accurate description of what you narrated above.

That said, if you have ever had an anxiety attack, you are probably familiar with depersonalization.

― Bill in Chicago, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 21:59 (eighteen years ago)

I get the sort being described by Tuomas and ENBB on a semi-regular basis. It is really hard to describe, the best I've done is describing it as this self-recursive feeling of physical identity or existence, like you're getting pulled back into your body (not your mind, but your actual corporeal physical prescence).

Sometimes it's giddy and fantastic, sometimes it's utterly terrifying/unsettling.

― John Justen, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 22:06 (eighteen years ago)

It's also completely baffling to put into words, because when I reread what I just posted it still sounds wrong.

― John Justen, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 22:09 (eighteen years ago)

Do you ever get these weird sort of mental seizures, where suddenly you feel like your looking yourself and your life from the outside, and everything you are feels sort of artificial, strange, and not really real? Usually this feeling lasts only a couple of minutes (and no, it's not tue to drug use

yes, totally! I put it in a similar category as deja vu, just for my own personal comfort. I've had these moments since I was little. There's a sudden, seemingly random onset---for maybe 20 or 30 seconds I'm like, "oh crap, it's going to happen" and I really try to avoid thinking about my appearance, and instead try to focus on something or someone I care about, and then it happens and lasts for about--it's hard to say--20, 30 seconds? And then it's like, well that was fucked up, and I go back to normal. I'd say it happens maybe once or twice a year. Terrifying, but I try not to sweat it!

― emilys., Wednesday, 18 April 2007 22:21 (eighteen years ago)

It's also completely baffling to put into words, because when I reread what I just posted it still sounds wrong.

But yet you explained it enough so that I do think we're talking about the same, or at least a very similar, experience.

― ENBB, Wednesday, 18 April 2007 23:01 (eighteen years ago)

Skipping 7 messages at this point... Click here if you want to load them all.

I also get deja vu a lot. Lately it's been at least once per day.

― Curt1s Stephens, Monday, 23 April 2007 00:45 (eighteen years ago)

a while ago (sandbox?) i started a thread on a phenomenon much like this... mostly the sensation of feeling oneself untethered from time and space. the first time it happened i was in kindergarten, walking down a cinderblock corridor lit by fluorescent / vapor lights and i experienced this bizarre detachment wherein i was able to process with (say) 10-15 times the sensory data and cognitive ability normally available to me. it was like the rest of the world had tripped into 1/10th speed, but i was normal: i took a "snapshot" of the corridor with my brain; i can still remember it in excruciatingly precise detail; i ran through a whole philip k. dick paranoiac episode ('what if i'm stuck like this forever?'); i considered a long, complex, fantasy about becoming a superhuman firemen who could 'pause' time, and then – after what i perceived as 20-30 minutes – i reached the end of a 50 foot hall. i looked back and knew intuitively that my whole 'episode' it had been 20-30 seconds 'real time' at most.

― remy bean, Monday, 23 April 2007 02:09 (eighteen years ago)

another time, when interviewing for a job, i lost my grasp on time. i had a lot of difficulty answering questions, because i couldn't tell if they'd been (a) asked yet (b) were currently being answered (c) had already been answered. it felt as if the 'present-tense' had been unbraided into three pieces: one that was "right" on time, that was 2-3 seconds behind the "right' time, and one that was 2-3 second "ahead" of the right time. a little paul atreides, actually. when i stopped to consider my answers, i couldn't tell if i was taking too long – like if it'd been 3 seconds or 3 minutes since the question had been asked.

― remy bean, Monday, 23 April 2007 02:15 (eighteen years ago)

two years ago i was taking dayquil – which i hardly ever do – and i got stuck in a time-stutter. i walked under a bridge, blinked, and froze: i realized i'd only imagined i'd walked under the bridge, and i was still at its leading edge. so i chuckled at myself for being stupid, walked under the bridge. halfway under; i blinked, froze: i found myself again at the bridgeside. two or three more tries more, and i was acutally under... until i blinked, and found myself two blocks ahead of where i should've been.

― remy bean, Monday, 23 April 2007 02:19 (eighteen years ago)

dude

― lfam, Monday, 23 April 2007 02:22 (eighteen years ago)

http://www.bio.davidson.edu/courses/Bio111/MRI/brain1.GIF

― lfam, Monday, 23 April 2007 02:23 (eighteen years ago)

I guess this is different from moments of acute consciousness/awareness of the absurdity of your environment, what's going on around you, you yourself and life in general? I felt this tonight at a church service, just this sudden "OMG WTF is going on."

― wanko ergo sum, Monday, 23 April 2007 02:38 (eighteen years ago)

Seriously Remy, that is not normal.

xposts

― BIG HOOS aka the steendriver, Monday, 23 April 2007 02:44 (eighteen years ago)

actually, lfam / HOOS, i usta think it was a tumor or something. but then i read sam delaney's motion of light in water and realized that inexplicable psychic phenomenon aren't at all uncommon (like: weekly) but that writing them down is pretty rare.

― remy bean, Monday, 23 April 2007 02:45 (eighteen years ago)

(see also nabokov, dostyevsky)

― remy bean, Monday, 23 April 2007 02:47 (eighteen years ago)

Various of the newest antidepressants can cause limbic vs. higher brain asynchrony. And all sorts of drugs can produce autobiographical amnesia. Read The Accidental Mind: How Brain Evolution Has Given Us Love, Memory, Dreams, and God for examples of higher brain/reptile brain miscues. (Dread, it seems, is dreadfully explicable, if no less dreadful.)

― M.V., Monday, 23 April 2007 02:52 (eighteen years ago)

oh, and i used to have an ... erm ... pseudoerotic response an SSRI i took.

― remy bean, Monday, 23 April 2007 02:57 (eighteen years ago)

I get the kinds of thing you describe sometimes Jer, the stuttering and the massive slowdowns, but really only when I am stoned (but does that state negate it still being DAMN WEIRD?).

Deja vu too, I had a really strong one the other day. Every word on my screen, every image, every background noise, I already knew.

― Trayce, Monday, 23 April 2007 03:02 (eighteen years ago)

I was gonna say, I've had experiences like that when I'm MAD high, but never while in a sober state.

― BIG HOOS aka the steendriver, Monday, 23 April 2007 03:05 (eighteen years ago)

oh man remy, ssris give me a no-erotic response

― lfam, Monday, 23 April 2007 03:44 (eighteen years ago)

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― M.V., Monday, 23 April 2007 03:55 (eighteen years ago)

well, the pseudo is in reference to the fact that any erotic pleasure derived from the SSRIs was in response (only) to yawning. it was way cool when i woke up in the morning; total embarrassment when trying to stay awake in a philosophy class.

― remy bean, Monday, 23 April 2007 04:01 (eighteen years ago)

sorry but *BULLSHIT THREAD ALERT*

― creme1, Monday, 23 April 2007 04:09 (eighteen years ago)

remy do you live in the Twilight Zone?

― Curt1s Stephens, Monday, 23 April 2007 15:29 (eighteen years ago)

I am going to have to look for this book:

The Accidental Mind: How Brain Evolution Has Given Us Love, Memory, Dreams, and God

It sounds very interesting.

I got it again, yesterday evening, clear as daylight as I walked to the train along Holborn. My back-brain was kind of on autopilot on the commute home and suddenly I just snapped to, looking up at the buildings and could not remember how I got there. Not there, as in, take a right on Southampton Row, but what the hell I was doing in England, in London, on this commute, in a real David Byrne "this is not my beautiful house, this is not my beautiful wife!" sense of utter disjunction from the life I'd found myself in.

When you're in those moments, they feel like waking up from a dream. But later, it seems like they are the dream state. Confusing.

― Masonic Boom, Tuesday, 24 April 2007 10:01 (eighteen years ago)

whereas what I'm talking about is just a momentary episode, kinda like deja vu.

I get this as well, Tuomas. I blame it on a combination of video gaming and permanent tiredness ~~(and if I was the kind of guy who took a fucking bucketload of acid when I was younger, which I'm not, I'd blame that too)~~.

― onimo, Tuesday, 24 April 2007 10:39 (eighteen years ago)

trippers and askers surround me,
people I meet, the effect upon me of my early life
or the ward and city I live in, or the nation,
the latest dates, discoveries, inventions,
societies, authors old and new,
my dinner, dress, associates,
looks, compliments, dues,
the real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love,
the sickness of one of my folks or of myself,
or ill-doing or loss or lack of money,
or depressions or exaltations,
battles, the horrors of fratricidal war,
the fever of doubtful news, the fitful events;
these come to me days and nights and go from me again,
but they are not the Me myself.

-Walt Whitman

― nicky lo-fi, Tuesday, 24 April 2007 11:07 (eighteen years ago)

three years pass...

ongoing since about 1pm

― acoleuthic, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 14:41 (fifteen years ago)

http://www.benhollebon.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/delirious-Logo.png

― conrad, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 14:44 (fifteen years ago)

btw fully fuck thee if yow thoughtst I gotted here via the searchage beest 'existential' in lieu 'delirium'

― acoleuthic, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 14:44 (fifteen years ago)

My normal state. It's hard to feel much emotional involvement when your viewpoint is regularly from some discrete security camera.

― No one can penetrate me. (Sanpaku), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 14:54 (fifteen years ago)

After a long time, you get used to living with a brain that farts at odd moments. Just be glad it works adequately well a high percentage of the time.

― Aimless, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 15:23 (fifteen years ago)

LJ maybe it's because of stress/caffiends/sleeplessness? Lord knows I was a giddy delirious fiend when I was doing that every day, beck when I worked graveyard 60 hours/week and went to college full time. I mean, I'm sure you figured this out already. Get some sleep when you can, dude.

― Mormons come out of the sky and they stand there (Abbbottt), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:10 (fifteen years ago)

yeha get this during sleeplessness, it's just 'light headedness', floating above the keyboard usually.

― k¸ (darraghmac), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:13 (fifteen years ago)

No, he's just having one of those magical thinking delusionary periods where he thinks some girl/boy/individual he refers to as "they" that he has exchanged a couple of messages with and has projected all of his hopes and joys onto will somehow manage to be the human embodiment of everything his life has been missing so far.

FULE.

― Karen D. Tregaskin, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:14 (fifteen years ago)

you're so completely getting proven wrong - naivety reigneth

― acoleuthic, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:15 (fifteen years ago)

well, y'know- they might be. stuff starts somewhere

― k¸ (darraghmac), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:17 (fifteen years ago)

You may indeed meet a nice woman. You may even get to have a lovely relationship with her. But for the LOVE OF GOD can you please stop acting like this is the second coming or something. You're gonna psych yourself out of it before it even has a chance to happen, and completely alienate the other half of ILX while you're at it.

― Karen D. Tregaskin, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:17 (fifteen years ago)

Don't you think Louis is a little young to become as cynical about romance as you are?

― Christine Green Leafy Dragon Indigo, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:19 (fifteen years ago)

sorry kate I am posting very much in mania today it is the coffee and the sleeplessness I am sorry

― acoleuthic, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:20 (fifteen years ago)

pfft

― k¸ (darraghmac), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:22 (fifteen years ago)

One time I had been awake for about 40 contiguous hours between school and work, but I still had excess energy. I just perceived myself as having a lot of momentum and not yet run into any inertia to slow it down. So my shift ended at 8 a.m. or so and I decided to go to the mall and pet the puppies. I was still covered in flour/grease/glaze from my donut job, and I'm surprised they even let me in. Petting those puppies, it felt...eternal. Time lost its tautness and went all loosey-goosey as I held a baby corgi. Then I went out to my Buick and fell asleep basically the moment after I put my seatbelt on but before I started the car.

Sorry to interrupt the invariable flood of xposts about wuv.

― Mormons come out of the sky and they stand there (Abbbottt), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:23 (fifteen years ago)

l, i like to think of you as the eddie izzard of ilx. ok, not really.

but anyhow, depersonalization is not uncommon if you're sleep-deprived or just merely over-thinking something

i've been living in my head too much recently, too much reading not balanced out by physical activity. not a big deal

― delmire (del), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:24 (fifteen years ago)

Can we ignore that I misused "inertia"? I haven't had coffee yet.

Coffee: try to have an amount of it.

― Mormons come out of the sky and they stand there (Abbbottt), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:26 (fifteen years ago)

also

ok, gosh that felt good

― momus comes out of the sky and he stands there (del), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:26 (fifteen years ago)

L-Jagz, I'd like things to work out well for you, but honestly. The more of a OMG THE PERFECT *THING*!!!!! you build this up to be in your head, the more you are building up towards a crash. If you dial it down a bit, you're far more likely to be pleasantly surprised, and actually have an enjoyable experience.

Trust me, I know that getting ridiculously excited before meeting someone, on limited but really positive information, is half the fun. But the more you build it up in your head - *especially* before you even meet them - you start building your ideas and your hopes and dreams and everything on that *idea* - not on the real person, who you haven't even met yet.

This isn't cynical, it's trying to be, you know, just realistic enough to actually give something a good chance of working out right?

― Karen D. Tregaskin, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:39 (fifteen years ago)

he's gonna have sexxxxxxxxxxxx!

― conrad, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:42 (fifteen years ago)

no, you're right that i should assume nothing and approach it in a relaxed fashion. i'm actually not as completely hyped-up as my posting today makes me out to be - this is the shrillest i've been in a while (although weirdly not the most irritating)

i have a fairly good idea of what it could well be like, but ever the eternal optimist i'm hoping it turns out to be much better than that ;)

― acoleuthic, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 16:48 (fifteen years ago)

i'd agree with kate's 'tone it down', buti think her 'tone it down' neds toning down a little iyswim. as in, ime, there's a happy medium.

― k¸ (darraghmac), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 19:26 (fifteen years ago)

i.e. having sexxxxxxxxxxxx

― the banana boat username (crüt), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 19:31 (fifteen years ago)

FULE.

I get that all the time, I love bitchslapping and humiliating sentimental weak people like that. I mean when you can communicate and live like a real person not some sissy sentimental emotional freak maybe someone will care about you.

― i just like barbecue rib, whatever (u s steel), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 19:42 (fifteen years ago)

wait what are you cruising for my first sincere suggest ban in years or are you making an elaborate joke

― acoleuthic, Wednesday, 1 September 2010 19:45 (fifteen years ago)

this is what being in a cult is like. every waking hour you are not yourself, and you feel like you are looking in from the outside.

― let's start fresh (banaka), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 19:54 (fifteen years ago)

there are fingerprints on the glass, and when you look at them, they turn into daggers stabbing your heart.

― let's start fresh (banaka), Wednesday, 1 September 2010 19:55 (fifteen years ago)

i think being in a cult is different for different people. your version of "being in cult," for instance, sound like my take on "being 15 years old & in public high school."

― a dystopian society awaits if we continue on this path. (contenderizer), Thursday, 2 September 2010 04:10 (fifteen years ago)

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