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Goddam Profound Ennui

  
 
We're The Great Old Ones Now
19:48 / 10.07.03
I'm sufferin' from a Goddam Profound Ennui, like the man says - except that I sincerely doubt it's profound. But it's the Summertime Blues, the deep funk, the Toskah.

Help me out, here, folks. I have a lot of work to do and not much time to do it, and I can't be sitting around on my ass feeling like all the puppies from here to Arkansaw just got hit by a bus.
 
 
Shrug
19:57 / 10.07.03
Well if you can't get passionate about your work get angry (ok so its not so healthy) but you can channel that rage energy into an accomplishment.
 
 
We're The Great Old Ones Now
20:02 / 10.07.03
Stiiiill got that puppypizza feeling.
 
 
grant
20:03 / 10.07.03
What're you supposed to be working on?

I'll trade you.
 
 
We're The Great Old Ones Now
20:21 / 10.07.03
I'll admit, it could be part of the problem that I'm working on a horror flick where people kill their close friends. It's not beyond the bounds of possilbity that this project has been going on so long that I'm liable to become seriously disfunctional if I have to do it past Monday, which I won't, because Sunday is the deadline, after which I get a break.

Of course, there's the issue of completing it - I'm nine pages off the endpage from the previous draft but with several killings yet to go...

I actually just tried to type 'memorial' and got 'memorail', which I find such a thrilling concept that I'm almost smiling.
 
 
netbanshee
00:52 / 11.07.03
Deadlines are what keep the creatives just that... without a leash, it's hard to complete something. I'm sure it'll help you in the end. In the least, it'll be over soon.

And the blues... well, I'm there at the moment too. No woman, need a new place to live, and am getting sick of a job that takes away your weekends during the summer. Just remember, Elton John inspired topic abstracts are not on the road to recovery.
 
 
pomegranate
13:38 / 11.07.03
is this a pity party thread? can i throw one for myself here?
 
 
Whisky Priestess
13:54 / 11.07.03
Oh, huggles to the bloody lot of you. Whaddya want, sympathy or somethin'? Whatever you have for us to feel sorry about, mantis, it had better be more tragic than Nick's predicament. Come on, make me cry!

The concept of the pity party I like, though ...
 
 
gravitybitch
14:11 / 11.07.03
So start the 'damn PityParty thread already.... I'll contribute, I suppose, but right now I keep wanting to insert "little feet" after "pity party" which isn't exactly in the appropriate mood.
 
 
Persephone
14:27 / 11.07.03
But "the pity party of little feet" is brilliant! Like weep for us, we can never find shoes in our size...
 
 
that
14:32 / 11.07.03
Ohh. Pitter patter. Makes sense now. Thank you, Persephone.
 
 
Whisky Priestess
14:36 / 11.07.03
Come to our Pity Party!

Please bring a bottle ... of bitter tears.
 
 
w1rebaby
14:48 / 11.07.03
typical, nobody ever invites me to pity parties...
 
 
pomegranate
15:27 / 11.07.03
please, *please* don't read this unless yr super bored...
ok!
so a couple weeks ago, right as we're about to sign another year lease for the house we live in, our landlord tells us that his wife wants the house, and so we have to leave. he's not a total asshole, would have given us a few weeks to find a new place, *but* my sister is leaving for europe this weekend, so we basically had 2 weeks to pack everything up, find a new place, and move. now it pained us like nothing else to leave our house; we had a whole *house*, y'see, and it's like impossible to find houses to rent in chicago, and if you do they're like 3k a month. this one was only $1275 and 4 girls lived there. we had a front and back porch, a dishwasher, a washer and dryer in the basement, and two full baths, and it was only about 4 blocks off the el, i mean train, for you non-chicagoans. my bedroom was freaking huge. we had the best, hugest parties and the cops hardly ever came.
but we had to leave! so we found a place, (costs more) but it's a 3rd floor walk-up and moving was hell, we had to find movers the same day and then we didn't even let them get everything (too 'spensive), mostly just the heavy stuff, so we had to move on sunday too. i spent my day off on the 4th packing, and my holiday weekend moving. while moving, i found out that i have a bad knee, i never really knew that until i had to truck up and down 3 flights of stairs over and over and over and over ad infinitum.
our new place has a few cockroaches and we don't know where anything is cos we had to pack so fast and the celing leaks and our buzzer doesn't work and one of the sets of keys the landlord gave us didn't work and so we waited for him to give us another and so i had to yell up for my sister to let me in whenever i came home. oh, and the pigeons, the fucking pigeons. i have to listen to their incessant bleating and i just wish i had a cap gun, fuck!! we don't have a separate room for the computer anymore, so there will be arguments about writing papers vs. another watching tv, guarenteed. we can't cook anything on the stove cos the gas isn't on yet and it will take a while to get that turned on. our phone started going on the fritz the other day, i think it's ok now but for a while we couldn't get or make calls and we don't have cell phones. and the internet isn't up yet but luckily i can use it at work.
my sister's going to europe tomorrow for a whole month, and i'm completely codependent on her for everything cos she's organized and sensible (capricorn) and i'm the messy, pay my bills late, always got some 'issue' type (pisces). plus i was supposed to go w/her for a week of that, but i don't have the money, so that's depressing, i've never even been to europe and i feel very left out.
our best friend (besides each other) is pregnant ("accidentally", and yes i use those quotes on purpose) and insane. she used to be moody and difficult, now she's psycho and impossible. she's, like, just now realizing that she's going to be poor, and all these other Completely Obvious things, like that her boyfriend maybe doesn't want to live w/her after all. this after he told her first that she should give the kid up for adoption, then when she said she couldn't do that, he said she should have an abortion. and he's content to see her about once a week--wouldn't you think he'd at least want to get laid more than that?
the boy i was super super feeling, who i'd been dating for a few months, who wanted to be my boyfriend pretty soon after we met and said so and i was like, whoa there tiger, slow down, when i was ready only a few weeks later to commit to him cos i was sooooo into him (which is a big deal cos i've been like Ms. Single USA for over a year), he gave me this big speech about how He Doesn't Know What He Wants, blah blah fucking blah. to which i was like, fine, ok, whatever, i'll wait and see and if this drives me fucking crazy, it's over. cos i didn't want to say, it's only me, or not me at all. for many reasons. so we're going along like that and it only drives me crazy a little bit, when he tells me that he's met someone, well no he hasn't, he knew her before he knew me but nothing would have happened w/her if he hadn't met me cos i make him feel so blah blah fucking blah. great! so once again He Doesn't Know What He Wants but wanted to be Totally Honest w/me and i guess We'll Just Take Some Time to Think about all this etc etc. basically i gleaned that we'd still hang out but no fucking, or even making out. which sucks cos he's a total fox and great in bed. (scorpio) so i don't know wtf is going on but i'm also kinda seeing two other guys, just, you know, i guess for maximum fuck-with-my-head-ness. which is heavily ironic cos the aforementioned guy would imply that he was having a bad time of it, seeing more than one person at once, to which i was like, no shit, it's difficult thing, i've been there, i know this, i'm older than you. (oh yeah, he's 21, so i deserve everything i get.) but then i had to go and do it myself so i wouldn't feel bad about him seeing other people, so i could be like, hey, i'm getting mine! woo. and whatnot. so now *i'm* kind of having a bad time, you know, the usual, like when one asks you what you did the night before, just as in conversation, but you went out w/someone, and you can't be all like, "uh, went out w/someone who isn't you," even tho yr w/in yr rights, and then the mixed feelings that you get etc.
one of the other guys i'm seeing, who i practically just freaking met, all but told me he's in love w/me, and i like him, but i don't see a future for us, altho' i'd love to sleep w/him (omg slapper). he said he was planning on moving to los angeles but now he doesn't want to, which freaks my shit out, totally, cos as i said, we practically just met. and i don't think i can sleep w/him altho' i prob'ly will cos i think he's the type that automatically entertwines love and sex and will think that if i hit that shit that means i'm in love w/him. and i don't want to mislead or hurt anyone. but i need a new person to sleep with now, i guess.
so basically the guy i really want doesn't really want me, and the guy i don't really want, really wants me. hmm. how afterschool special. i just want uncle jesse to come along and make everything alright.
and yes, i do want some cheese w/my wine.
apologies for the run-on sentences and the plethora of "like"s. i write like i talk. and thanks for letting me vent!
 
 
Whisky Priestess
15:37 / 11.07.03
That's much more entertaining.

Sounds like an utter headfuck, mantis - the only advice I can give to you is to attempt to forget Mr. Oh Ah Um I Don't Know What I Want Really, Hey, Can You Hang Around and Be My Best Friend While I Fuck A Couple of Other People to See If They're Better Than You?

But I know that's a hard thing to do: the less they want you, the more you'll want them. Why is the human race so damn perverse?
 
 
that
15:55 / 11.07.03
Once you tell Mr. Headfuck to go fuck himself, and mean it, you'll start to feel better (well, it always works for me, but then I am surprisingly shallow). Whatever you do, don't hang around mooning over him, because you don't need to give him that power... probably best not to sleep with Mr. Heartfelt tho'...
 
 
We're The Great Old Ones Now
16:00 / 11.07.03
That's a hell of a way from Ennui, I'll grant you that.
 
 
pomegranate
16:38 / 11.07.03
yes, but i followed the topic abstract.
 
 
grant
17:20 / 11.07.03
I'll write the end of the script for you if you write a decent set up for a prayer Nostradamus would write to help keep "you and your family!" safe during the end times. Which will be soon.

Because, of course, the End of the World as Foretold in Bible Prophecy as Written for the "I Just About Got Through Eighth-Grade" Reader is much more cheering and diverting than having friends kill each other.
 
 
Ganesh
20:30 / 11.07.03
Stop whining and adapt.

That is all.
 
 
Shrug
20:46 / 11.07.03
I suppose that was intentionally Seven of Nine ish!

[Seven of Nine,Tertiary Adjunct of Unimatrix Zero-One]You are erratic, conflicted, disorganised, Every decision is debated, every action questioned, every individual entitled to their own small opinion, You lack harmony, cohesion, greatness.[/Seven of Nine,Tertiary Adjunct of Unimatrix Zero-One]
 
 
Wombat
21:14 / 11.07.03
Sorry to drag this back to the beginning...
You are writing a horror flick where people kill the people they like most.
Use it.
It`s depressing, it`s emotionally tiring. Don`t spout to us. Spout to the words.
 
 
We're The Great Old Ones Now
07:52 / 12.07.03
If I nip round to Wombat's place and lay waste to the building, sexually assault the pets and sow the fields with salt, no one's going to mind too much, right?
 
 
William Sack
08:27 / 12.07.03
Nick, dispatch all but one of your victims swiftly, and then lavish 8 pages on the final slaying involving breathtakingly savage misuse of the memorail. It'll write itself.
 
 
Lurid Archive
09:07 / 12.07.03
The concept does seem a little tired. My Little Eye springs to mind. Maybe you want to awaken your rage somewhat. What you need is a good old Barbefeud to get you in the right frame of mind. Why don't you tell us what things annoy you most and I'm sure that someone will be kind enough to push your buttons.
 
 
pomegranate
13:46 / 14.07.03
nick, didja finish it? how'd it go?
 
 
Wombat
20:29 / 14.07.03
And what the fuck happened to my burrow.
Nooooooo.
I have bow legged kittens.
 
  
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