Sunday, 28 January 2007

I'll only say this once.

I will get very very very cross if any more of my friends decides to get divorced, die, move away or anything else horrid you may be thinking of.

It's not clever, it's not funny and it's not helpful.

Think about how the rest of us feel.

Selfish beasts

Life sucks


Baggy Trousers said...

Sometimes I think that if we did't have the things that hurt us, we wouldn't truely appreciate the great things in life.

Doesn't make the pain any easier though. Just rationalises it.

Life can be pretty dumb sometimes.

bat said...

Bloody woman. Has to be different. Staying alive is too vanilla, so she dies. Damn it!


Do you really think a burst blood vessel is going to stop her? Really? She's indestructible, godsdammit! You know it, I know it. Whatever else she may be now, she's not dead. Just... elsewhere.

I haven't seen her in years, but I always thought I might again.


DestructoMeg said...

At this point in time I'm right there with you DV.

Unfortunately I've found great hurt and loss doesn't mean we appreciate the good things more than we did... now joy comes coloured by sadness. Thankfully as humans we are reasonably adaptable and we are able to make do and learn how to still enjoy the good times if we want to.. we learn how to forget for a little while.

DV said...

The only thing that great sadness is good for is to help you devlop as a human. You need it to understand taht good and bad stuff happens to everyone equally. However, I think I'm done developing for a bit.

Bat, you're right. I don't think she can be stopped. I just hope there's a good tattoo artist wherever she is now.

Cozalcoatl said...

Noooo no no life doesn't suck. Being here is awesome. Dying is a pain in the neck, but that why we should go out and kick arse. In a good way of course.


MrSnerg said...

Yeah I'm with DV on the ban on "interesting times". At least for a while. The Dutch have a saying that covers this sort of stuff. The Devil shits in big heaps.

Jane Doe said...

After having a pretty shitty day, I suddenly feel the urge to be uplifting and positive.
I have no idea of whom you all are talking, but life should be celebrated, and we should be happy that we're alive, not dreading the next crisis.
Dang, where the hell did that tree-lovin'-hippy-shit come from??? Who am I and where the hell is the real JD?

Wenchilada said...

I did meet her. Once, very very briefly and on the peripheral. And while I didn't know her at all, she is someone I have heard spoken about by many people. I've been reading around and all I can say is she must've been a really remarkable woman.

I am disappointed and sad that I never got to know her.