From: rfarmer@nyx.cs.du.edu (Rex Farmer)
Subject: Re: tiredness.
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Date: Mon, 28 Sep 92 14:52:41 GMT

In article <1992Sep24.174007.29937@bnlux1.bnl.gov> schroede@bnlux1.bnl.gov (gary l. schroeder) writes:
>In article <1992Sep24.011004.8462@organpipe.uug.arizona.edu> rperkins@astro.as.arizona.edu (Rachel J. Perkins) writes:
>
>>i'm never going to make more than $5/hr
>
>I make substantially more than $5/hr, and I'm no happier for it.

Ditto.  In fact, getting piles of grad school money but doing no work is a 
great way to increase your guilt levels.

>>, and i'm never going to be able to
>>pay all my bills. 
>
>Who among us will?  I think everybody shares this boat.

I have no loans and no debts.  Sponging off ones parents is another good way
to increase your guilt amounts.

>>i am afraid
>>of becoming a crusty old spinster because my tastes rarely intersect with 
>>anyone else's. 
>
>I'd be more afraid of becoming crusty than of becoming a spinstress.
>What about guys?  What's the male equivalent of being a spinstress?
>I've never heard of lonely old men being referred to as _spinsters_.
>Whatever it's called, I don't wanna be one, either.

spinster (female) = bachelor (male)

(Note a cultural bias there?)

>Intersecting tastes?  Ha.  I've all but given up on that one.  The
>problem is that I'm unwilling to _settle_ for less.  So...the
>alternative is to revel in your own interests and be by yourself.  It's
>either that or spend a good portion of your time explaining the
>puchlines of your dry wit to your "SO", or to repeat what you said
>because the SO is too slow to keep up with you.  "What?  What?"

Unfortunately although I like to be left alone, without any human contact at
all I spin off into chronic depression.  I need some people around to anchor
me.  One great feature of chronic depression is that all experiences become
flat and joyless.  Which kind of takes the fun out of being alone.  I want my
friends to _share_ things I enjoy, both to give them pleasure and to give us
things to discuss.

>My [much hated] housemate's girlfriend is like this.  He's a pretty
>quick guy, but every time I speak, she says "what?". Last night I said
>(as we were installing a new dryer [at last]) "It'll work out great once
>we adjust the casters so it's level."  "What?" 
>
>If we're watching a movie with a complicated plot, it's always "what's
>going on?  Why did he do _that_?  What's that mean?"  Shut up.

There is no shortage brain-dead people wandering the world secure in their
warm fuzzy reality.

>>i read in the paper a few days ago about a 12 year old boy
>>who committed suicide because he was too mature for his schoolmates and they
>>alienated him. he listened to big band music while they listened to rap. 

Why must every generation come up with music that drives the previous one
nuts?  Rap is unbearably awful.

>Nah, it just makes it more difficult to find your crowd. 

Where can I find the crowd that is non-drinking, doesn't like loud music,
avoids parties, and generally dislikes going outside?  Actually, they'd
dislike being in a crowd too for that matter.  Sigh.

>Gary L. Schroeder  		|  
>schroede@bnlux1.bnl.gov         |             Boo.