Continuing my other rant… so same applies. don’t fuck with me now… seriously.
I really fucked this one up big time.
Pain. Pain is now all I feel… so utterly horrid and bleak. All consuming and why in my newly positive and cheerful world did I fuck it up? I did this. As bad as the last event was, this one was entirely my stupid fault. It cuts worse than daggers… burns my heart like white hot flame torching everything I know. Anguish isn’t scratching the surface…. this is far beyond despair.
At a time where everything is thrown into Chaos, I’ve piled on regret. True… complete… regret. So remorseful… so very, truly remorseful.—Can’t zee thiZ getting eazier
This article appears in Apr 22-28, 2010.
so zzz, who did you kill, and was it worth it and fun, kidding dude, what’s up, you sound like your wife just left with all your cash, car,cards, and the family dog and cat.
I hope everything works itself out, bud. I have friends like the one you’ve described and shit has happened, but it’s never been broken. And trust me, shit. has. happened.
Things may suck now, but they can’t stay like that forever — it’ll get better.
Just breathe. When all else fails that works for me… and I, like most of us, have been there. Things always improve if you let them, just takes time. And I think you have a pretty nifty group of friends here who’d like to help, and they’re probably not the only ones…
I was once devastated, and while I’ll never be the same I am so much better. I know that can happen for you too.
Sending you some good vibes,
4.0
I always liked Hemingway’s line “The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places.” The pain will go away; it just won’t be in any particular hurry. Good luck.
you are scaring me zZz, have you slept? where is jonno?
i have no platitudes for you but we do give a shit
Look, you can’t undo what’s been done but you can learn from it. This pain will ebb and flow for a while but it will pass. In the meantime, divert yourself – start collecting glass eyeballs or something.
Hey zZz . . . We’re all pals here . . . sorta . . .
Just take a moment to sit down and calmly think things over. I don’t mean to sound patronizing, but please, please, just try to find a way to give your brain a rest from all the reeling, even if only for a short while. Sit quietly, focus on your breathing, and know that everything is going to be OK.
Give the Red Bull a rest too—that just speeds everything up, and what you need to do right now is S-L-O-W down for a few minutes.
IT WILL BE OK.
We’ve ALL made REALLY, REALLY BIG MISTAKES, OK? EVERYONE. It sucks.
And we’ve ALL had REALLY, REALLY CRAPPY STUFF DONE TO US. Everyone. It sucks.
No one gets to go through life without these two experiences. No one is exempt.
But WE ALL GET THROUGH IT. IT WILL PASS.
Since you’ve already brought up the topic twice, would it help if you actually explained what happened?
I think some people here might be more sympathetic than you think, since we all kind of “know” you.
what a fucked up family….
after mucho rest, some ink therapy, and reflecting…
All’s going to be well… just hard to see the light the farther you dig yourself into the hole.
Friday wasn’t a good day…
and they can’t all be lollipop and rainbows…
keeping busy will give me comfort.
nice notes all… some of you can be dicks, and I know it’s a bitch board so you’re all entitled to just tell me to fuck off or whatever…
And yes… no more jagerbombs.
caffeine and depressants = bad combo.
Good to hear Zed-man. This place is much more interesting for your presence. Rawk, Rawk.
margaritas and a big doobie will fix you right up
ZZZ, OLD BUDDY, GLAD YOU COULD REJOIN THE REST OF US MISERABLE FUCKS AGAIN, NOT THE SAME WITHOUT YOU BUD.CLEAR SKIES ARE AHEAD, WE HAVE ALL BEEN FUCKED UP AND FUCKED OVER. WE ARE HERE FOR YOU.
I could be wrong. But i have a feeling this person has never been stabbed by “daggers” let alone one dagger before.
lulz
not to make light of you plight 🙁 but your cryptic bitch signature took me like hours of mind bending figuring and reckoning like 🙂
Hey zZz dude,
Never regret the past. Learn from mistakes made, but never regret them. They help to define who you are and all your good qualities. If we pass each mistake by with learning nothing and becoming consumed by bad emotions, then those mistakes are a waste :).
I really hope shit is going all right for you. You know where I live, stop up for a beer anytime.
Seriously dude, I totally mean that. I’m always up for a beer.
GGKid… I had a dagger collection… and yes I have.
I’ve also burned myself (usually accidental albeit) in the worst of ways…
think stove elements… soldering irons… no quippy retort for that?
So what the fuck do you know?
martym, it’s tough using z’s in a different sig every time… but still… it’s was time worth wasted.
angels, funny you should mention that… and yeah, I could use some good company and tasty beverages. Once this dreadful (and dreadfully busy) week is over with… looking forward to quality patio time.
Have to focus in the short term though… must keep focused.
Don’t worry all! I am still alive and did not fall victim to zZz couple of days of rage.
At least I can rest knowing that z is in good hands and as painful as all this shit is, you can consider it a “refining”…. Christians liken their “religious” transformation from a sinful life as being reshaped with the help of fire. See? They can add some usefulness to the world. So just consider it that… and look to your arm every time you need to be reminded. It is pain that drives us to change and make things better. I have the same scars, only without the ink.
Some things in life are bad.
They can really make you mad.
Other things will make you swear & curse…
When your chewing on lifes gristle
Don’t grumble,give a whistle
and
Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the light side of life
~:)
I’m assuming you mean the tat arm and not the completely black and blue, bruised one…jonno.
Haha…. yeah, never thought of it that way Z…. well, you can look at the bruised one til it heals, then after that you have the tat…. 😛
Teen angst, ugh. But even worse, teen poetry! YUCK. TEEN POETRY ABOUT TEEN ANGST! AAAARRRHG!!!
Hahaha… definitely not teen angst or teen poetry… Although I am now thinking about how nice a juicy, tasty teen burger would be right now. OK, maybe a Sirloin Uncle burger instead, but either way, mmmmmmm
it’s from the life of brian when they’re hanging on the crosses
i liked it when they put the trays on your window with the big frosty mugs of root beer
Oh, more Monty Python references. Last time this occurred we ended up quoting virtually the whole script from The Holy Grail! HAHAHA.
I miss ol’school A&W’s for sure. Last time I experienced anything similar was when I lived in Denver. There was a similar type restaurant called Sonic. Waitresses would come out on roller blades and take your order, go back in then come out with the order while you sat in your car. I think they still exist, although that was in 2003. Only I went to one in Pueblo…. what a shit town that was.
teen burgers and root beer floats…feck me i’m old, oh well. rawk
I think the only real franchise I’ve been to in the states that they don’t have here is denny’s.
so so long ago though
who remembers the red barn? the bear worked there as a lad. they used the dishwashing machine to heat up the cans of gravy
Can’t say I remember that GOP…. earliest I can remember is my parents taking me to the Chickenburger when I was 3 or 4. Crap- now i want a chickenburger…. DAMN ME!
I remember going with the family to the one by Lake Banook. THey would bring your food out to the cars & there was that long overhang . Dad would let us have huge buckets of Rootbeer (or that’s what the large mugs looked like to me then) I don’t have any fond memories of their fries but the burgers & onion rings were a favorite.
As for looking on the bright side of life.
What real choice do we have ?
The brighter side of death ?
No I’d rather be on top of the grass, instead of under it ! even if my wife turned into a raging moron & lost the house, broke up our family, freedom 55 went out the window.
No moving forward & working your way out of a nasty situation is better than death IMO.
an added plus is when it gets better than it ever was before ~:)
For you Python addicts, check out this most irreverent tribute by John Cleese to Graham Chapman:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fsHk9WC7fnQ
I used to love the drive-in food… and the playground under the big screen
watching encino man / batman returns / darkman / roger rabbit…
those were the good old days.