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From: zlsiida@fs1.mcc.ac.uk (dave budd)
Newsgroups: alt.angst
Subject: Freshers week
Date: 28 Sep 92 12:42:10 GMT
Organization: Manchester Computing Centre

Translation for those outside the UK:
That week at the start of the university year when the new intake wanders 
round looking lost and going to 'meet your new friends' parties.

Happens every year.  This city (Manchester+Salford+Stockport) has 3 
universities, 3 polytechnics (now 'new universities'), a couple of teacher 
training colleges, and a few other higher education facilities.  So there 
are about 3000 18 year old girls, all of whom are in a new city and are 
therefore on the lookout for a new boyfriend.  And at my age about 85% of 
them are physically attractive.  BUT I'm 20 years too old, a good 5 kilos 
overweight, and, unfortunately, married.



              Have another day    [Armageddon, the musical] 
  Dave Budd, MCC, Oxford Rd, Manchester, England   (44|0)61-275-6033
From: rperkins@astro.as.arizona.edu (Rachel J. Perkins)
Newsgroups: alt.angst
Subject: Re: OH THE HUMANITY
Keywords: rise from geekdom
Date: 6 Oct 92 15:49:56 GMT
Organization: University of Arizona, Tucson, AZ

In article <1992Oct6.015953.13073@ultb.isc.rit.edu> adw3345@ultb.isc.rit.edu (A.D. Williams) writes:
>
> I would like to inform all non interested parties here that I, Derrick
>Williams, previously angst free, was rejected soundly for a date by a woman
>who I had designs on for the last month.  
>
> Please, allow me a moment to symbolically vent my angst, in poetry:
>
>
> Why why why why why
> why why why why why
> why why why why why
> why why why why why?
>
>
> Thank you, thank you all. I now shall wail in dispair and then do my
>programming lab.
>
>
>                                                           Derrick
>
>First things first.


oh, but of course. i had to say that i found this to be a most impressive
post. i hope that you found a way in which to incorporate your angst into
your program. and the poetry...perhaps you could use it as a prompt?

ObAngst: there's something i need to tell a friend of mine so he doesn't get
the wrong idea about something that he is really excited about, but he will
think it's just me being jealous about his good fortune, and i can't think
of a way to tell him without making him depressed or angry.

bah.

--
		-just give me what for,
	rachel perkins =  rperkins@astro.as.arizona.edu
      "Chastity..the most unnatural of all the sexual perversions...."
					-Aldous Huxley
Newsgroups: alt.angst
From: dennis@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Thomas A. Dennis)
Subject: Re: Unexpected Optimism
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Mon, 28 Sep 1992 17:20:11 GMT

In <1992Sep25.141533.8274@acme.gen.nz> kilroy@acme.gen.nz (earthbound misfit, 
I) writes:

>dennis@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Thomas A. Dennis) writes:

>> I experience the same type of mood swings, and usually write it off to plain
>> old manic-depressiveness (although that term is apparently obsolete; it's 

>Yeah, that's what I was thinking of, that's why I made the reference to 
lithium
>at the end. I always thought I tended slightly towards the manic-depressive,
>I've just never noticed the contrast as strongly as the other night.

>> I think, depending on how severe it is) that hasn't been "treated", i.e. 
post-
>> poned, by drugs.  Even if every effective antidepressant drug known to man 
>> didn't have nasty side effects, I'm not sure that I'd want to treat it; the
>> drastic shifts in my outlook do tend to make life more interesting.

>I used to work for someone who was a diagnosed manic-depressive. It was fun,
>and more than a little scarey. He was a technically brilliant person who 
didn't
>really have the skills to manage people (and a business) well, particularly
>when that was made worse by manic-depressive mood swings. It was 
"interesting",
>and needless to say the business went under. Those of us around at the time 
can
>now refer to chaos as being like "when X wasn't taking his lithium".

>                               - k
>-- 
>Craig Harding            kilroy@acme.gen.nz             ACME BBS +64 6 3551342
>"Jub'f Xvob?"

I suppose that I should mention that there are different levels of 
manic-depression; mine is pretty mild.  I did try antidepressants once, and the
side effects outweighed the benefits, which in my case were minimal.  A far, 
far better treatment for me is playing the kontrabass balalaika in a Russian
folk orchestra, since most Russian folk music tends towards two extremes: 
either starving-in-the-winter stuff or "polkas on speed"; thus, it reflects my
moods.
--

Tom Dennis                    |  I looked into the abyss,
dennis@alexia.uiuc.edu        |    and the abyss looked into me--
tadg0614@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu     |      and we both winked.
Newsgroups: alt.angst
From: pmsc13sg@UMASSD.EDU (Stephen Grossman)
Subject: Sorry, Wrong Number
Reply-To: pmsc13sg@UMASSD.EDU
Organization: UMASS DARTMOUTH, NO. DARTMOUTH, MA.
Date: Sat, 3 Oct 1992 17:14:26 GMT

    "It's unnerved me dreadfully."
                           Barbara Stanwyck
Newsgroups: alt.angst
From: ssc@nwu.edu (Steven Chung)
Subject: Re: public bleeding and angst (mine is bigger than yours)
Originator: schung@casbah.acns.nwu.edu
Organization: Northwestern University, Evanston Illinois.
Date: Sun, 27 Sep 1992 00:37:10 GMT

In article <80505@ut-emx.uucp> llama@pooh.cc.utexas.edu (sine nomine) writes:

# interacting with a fiuve-year-old. his mom's an alcoholic. me, too.

You or your mom?  :/

Newsgroups: alt.angst
From: EDIAS@deimos.ucc.umass.edu (EMILIANO A DIAS)
Subject: What do you want to do with your life
Organization: University of Massachusetts at Amherst
Date: Wed, 30 Sep 1992 17:12:44 GMT
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"What do you want to be/do when you grow up?"

When I was young I used to get asked this question A LOT.

I used to reply, I wanna be: an electrical engineer, a computer engineer,
a math teacher, I don't care I just want to be happy,... 
(the reply depended upon how old I was when I was asked the question.

Now that I've grown up, I have NO idea what I want to be/do.

I look at people who have specific interests (i.e. political aspirations,
the desire to teach, the need to write, etc) and I'm jealous because
I don't seem to have any "higher purpose", no goal that I'm working hard
to acheive.

All I seem to do is try to enjoy myself right now (in the present).

Frighteningly, most of my friends seem to be like this also.

It's like living in the book "Generation X" (great angst-filled book btw,
by Douglas Copeland)


I would really like to someday wake up and think, "Hey I know what I want 
to do!"  and have it be something so great to me that I'll work incredibly
hard to acheive (or at least want to work hard)

Maybe that's the problem in my life:  I've never had to work hard to get
anything or to understand anything.  Anytime I've had to work hard for
something I've deemed that something undesirable and given up trying to
"get" it.

     loafing around with no purpose...         Tony Dias
From: llama@pooh.cc.utexas.edu (sine nomine)
Newsgroups: alt.angst
Subject: Re: a little annoying..
Date: 26 Sep 92 21:47:17 GMT
X-Newsreader: Tin 1.1 PL5

earthbound misfit, I (kilroy@acme.gen.nz) wrote:

: Oooh, ex-friends, now there's a potential thread and a half, I could probably
: expound on a sordid tale about this for hours... (I wonder if he reads
: alt.angst?)

nah, he doesn't. basically, this is a friend here in town who's about
ten years younger than i am. so we got to be really close over the
summer; he worked programming for the university but never had enough
to do, so i got into the habit of logging on and emailing him during
the day (from mid-july until school started, we traded abouit 4 megs
of email). he told me all those things that you keep inside and you
never tell anyone cause you know that if you do they'll laugh or
leave, and i told him the same sorts of things, stuff i'd never even
told my exliveinlover or my exhusband, stuff i never thought i'd tell
*anyone*. all of this honesty was in a matrix of humor and fun and
just hanging out.

the problem is that there's a lot of unresolved male-female stuff in
there, and he has a girlfriend and felt like he was betraying her, and
then i got weird on him, and so he went away. dunno what to do about
it; it sucks. everyone in my life i've ever trusted has gone. everyone.

he and i are talking again, sort of. but the stuff that wasn't
resolved still isn't. i scare him shitless, and he can't figure out a
way around it. sigh.

so something potentially creative and cool and helpful dies. ohwell.

--
sine nomine
debbie martinson
"i got the antichrist in the kitchen yellin at me again. a scream got lost
in a paper cup do you think there's a heaven where screams go?" -tori amos
Newsgroups: alt.angst
Subject: Re: Arrogant Idiots
From: emiddlec@mora.gac.edu (Eric Middlecamp)
Date: 1 Oct 92 14:20:39 -0600

In article <1abgbeINN7ia@usenet.INS.CWRU.Edu>  writes:
>
>Two days, I have to spend -- 48 hours -- with the 
>ScreamingBitchBossLadyFromHell, at a totally useless conference,
>powder paint finishing systems, or some such thing.  A five hour 
>drive each way, in a trashy rental car, with this, this "person".
>
>AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
>
>I got a new supervisor this year.  She's the sort that knows nothing but loves
>to lecture others.  I *hate* it when stupid people act superior to me.
>I could easily beat her in any battle of wits, in fact I have, but that 
>doesn't exempt me from having to listen to her drivel from time to time.
>Or, in this case, for two days straight.
>                                       
>Suggestions for survival tactics welcome.  I have one week to prepare...
>
>Jeanne :(
>
>-- My apologies if you get two copies of this -- I tried to post it
>   earlier but it bounced.

Find something she prizes mentally. Say, she has a pet thing for chess.
TROUNCE HER ASS. Do it nicely. Let her think about it. If that fails,
beat her with a brick until she can't speak any more. 

(note for humor impaired: that was not serious)
Organization: Arizona State University
Date: Monday, 28 Sep 1992 15:05:50 MST
From: <IDJMW@ASUACAD.BITNET>jo namio
Newsgroups: alt.angst
Subject: Re: numb
 <1a7ah5INNakg@corax.udac.uu.se>

Transforming into insects; i.e. a kafka-esque reaction to pain?

Much preferrable to that empty-gut feeling as i spend the upteenth weekend wait
ing for a phone that i am beginning to think doesn't work, ring. Hole left from
heart ripped out stomped on and field goal kicked through the goalposts of life
. and the kick was no good at that.



---Jo
Newsgroups: alt.angst
From: iam30974@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu (Ivan Something)
Subject: Re: Choosing a Major Angst...
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Fri, 2 Oct 1992 07:37:53 GMT

hobbs_a@kosmos.wcc.govt.nz (Anthony "SCHWAibo" Hobbs) writes:

>In article <1992Sep29.150907.18648@organpipe.uug.arizona.edu>, rperkins@astro.as.arizona.edu (Rachel J. Perkins) writes:

>>did you know t.s.eliot is an anagram of toilets?

...t.s.eliot  --Leo Tits too.  Hmm.. come to think of it, maybe we should
hand his name down to the proper authorities :)


>Did *you* know that "sylvia plath" is an anagram of "shit play live" if you add
>an extra 'i'? :-)     

I remember back in 5th grade, Mrs. Anna C. Graham told us that there is more
fibre in an orange than in a whole bowl of oatmeal...


OBangst:  I get my third letter in three years from the Marine Corp Officer
	  Selection people, and a friend of mine lets me in on the deal:
	  They send these recruitment ads to people who the government sees
	  as unlikely to get a "real job" in the forseable future; i.e..
	  people with useless majors LIKE ME!

<pant> <pant> <pant>
--
-ivan "is this a rhetorical question?" moscoso

-- 
Plato said it best when he said that his opinions were his alone, and not
necessarily those of the CCSO.   ___________________________________________
__________________________	|Of course, that's why he's where he is,    |
iam30974@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu |	|and I'm where I am... but I agree with him!|
From: blosser_cy@lrc.edu
Newsgroups: alt.angst
Subject: ...OK, OK, WE'RE ALIVE, DAMMIT, WE'RE ALIVE!!! =)
Date: 28 Sep 92 22:03:35 EDT
Organization: Lenoir-Rhyne College, Hickory, NC

 Alive? 
 
 How many of you know you're ALIVE? 
 
 how many of us are content to work 9-5 every day, 
 go home, grab a cold beer, 
 and sit in front of the television watching stupid commercials
 whilst our frozen dinner is nuked in the microwave? 
 
 how many of us are content to be a cog in the corporate machine?
 carrying about our assigned tasks like mindless automatons,
 neither thinking nor caring nor expressing the merest hint of compassion,
 but working, working, working,
 living for the sole purpose of doing our job and kissing up to the boss--
 hoping for that raise which never comes.
 
 how many of us choose to wallow in the mire of apathy
 while the biased media and the corrupt politicians and the government
 feeds us line after line of bullshit which we so heartily devour?
 
 how many of us stop to think, 
 to contemplate our mortal existence,
 to ponder our eventual demise,
 to be aware of the fact that we are *alive*
 and wake up from the stupor of this artificial fast-food culture???
 
 >but i digress. sometimes i wish i weren't alive. 
 
 everybody wishes they weren't alive at one time or another...sometimes it
 is hard to fight against the mounting odds that threaten to overwhelm us,
 drag us down, snuff out the flame of our souls.
 
 >insensitive, moronic assholes tend to make me want to give up. 
 
 likewise. but sometimes it takes a message like that to burst through the
 emotionless bubble that surrounds us as we go about our day-to-day exist-
 ence...but perhaps it should have been directed to a different newsgroup?
 
 >because even if i am as nice as i can be, it still doesn't change anything. 
 >it is still considered geeky to care, to have emotions. 
 >cool and tough is in. 
 >and i don't like people without a soft side.
 
 wake up. 
 
 wake others up.
 
 learn to care about each other.
 live with one another in peace.
 
 tho' we are but passing strangers in this cold dark universe,
 a little love can ease the pain of existence.
 
 =)

...and from what it sounds--and given some of your oh-so-creative responses--
most of you on alt.angst are well aware of your oh-so-puny mortal existences;
which sorta negates my whole intention in posting the flame-provoking message
in the first place....but nevertheless, I enjoyed your replies. =)
From: llama@pooh.cc.utexas.edu (sine nomine)
Newsgroups: alt.angst
Subject: Re: things that are true
Date: 2 Oct 92 21:07:17 GMT
X-Newsreader: Tin 1.1 PL5

Jeanne Leidy (bs584@cleveland.Freenet.Edu) wrote:

: -- People basically just want you to listen to them.  

one of the first things we learned on the hotline was active
listening. it's amazing; all you do is paraphrase and identify
feelings, and limit your comments to that for a bit, and you manage to
build a rapport. it sounds stupid, but it really works.

: -- Most people, even people you don't like, or people who aren't smart,
:    or young people, have really interesting things to share with you.

i love that one. it's so incredibly true, too. even if sommeone looks
like a dragworm bum who just wants a quarter, you can find a
fascinating convo sometimes. like the guy with the fish. i hate people
some of the time, but they're not dull. well, not entirely.

Newsgroups: alt.angst
From: ogorman@unix1.tcd.ie (Lucifuge)
Subject: Re: Arrogant Idiots
Organization: Trinity College, Dublin
Date: Mon, 5 Oct 1992 18:11:25 GMT

In <81086@ut-emx.uucp> llama@tramp.cc.utexas.edu (sine nomine) writes:

>sometimes it seems like it would be easier to just say "cool, go for
>it, there's not even that much left of me to devour anyway, and it's
>gonna happen sooner or later and there's really no point to any of
>this," but somehow we don't. and that, i think, is the difference
>between this newsgroup and a.s.h. or alt.peeves or whatever. the
>people who 'live' here know that life sucks, know that there's not
>really any point and we're all trapped in this existentialist dilemma
>and have no clue about why we're alive or what we're sposed to be
>doing, but we don't numb out in the face of this painful reality. the
>people i've seen here are still trying to make sense, trying to make
>something meaningful, even though there's just not all tha tmuch in
>the world to work with.

Ack! Most of my fellow suiciders would probably be peeved (maybe even
alt.peeved) by the suggestion that they have 'numbed out' in the face of
existential hell. Why do you think we hang around for such lengths
('scuse the pun)? 

ObAngst: Dave Conibear, someone I don't know and have never met,
apparently killed himself last week. This is not good.

--
---------------------------------------------------------------------
The Lord is my Shepherd..........................but I'm not a Sheep
--------------------------ogorman@unix1.tcd.ie-----------------------
Newsgroups: alt.angst
From: kovarik@UTKUX1.UTK.EDU (StMeechTheThwacked)
Subject: Re: Angst music
Organization: Living Green Hell
Date: Wed, 7 Oct 1992 02:18:44 GMT

In article <1992Oct6.222251.29136@organpipe.uug.arizona.edu> rperkins@astro.as.arizona.edu (Rachel J. Perkins) writes:
>In article <BvpoKG.3xB@news.larc.nasa.gov> mark@uab15.larc.nasa.gov (Mark Flanagan) writes:
>>In article <BvpF4n.Bzq@acsu.buffalo.edu> gmkoenig@acsu.buffalo.edu (Gerson V Koenig) writes:
>>>At any rate, can we hear some reccomendations on angst-music? Do you folx find 
>>>you listen to this sort of thing to relieve a bad mood or wallow in it?
>>
>>early Marillion.  wallow.
>>
>
>tori amos (little earthquakes), pearl jam, peter gabriel, kate bush, pink
>floyd, elgar, mahler, etc, etc...
>

Perhaps this is weird, but I like to listen to Vaughn Williams' "The Lark
Ascending".  Makes me think of long lost pastoral landscapes without people
wearing baseball caps riding all-terrain vehicles all over them.....

Ah, the simple life.....   All you had to worry about was the plague,
and having a roof over your head, and eating.....

					
					Meech
From: Bruce.Tindall@bbs.oit.unc.edu (Bruce Tindall)
Newsgroups: alt.angst
Subject: Re: Arrogant Idiots
Date: 3 Oct 92 20:50:05 GMT
Organization: Extended Bulletin Board Service

In article <ogorman.717872355@unix1.tcd.ie> ogorman@unix1.tcd.ie (Lucifuge) writes:
>In <1abg9mINN7hr@usenet.INS.CWRU.Edu> bs584@cleveland.Freenet.Edu (Jeanne Leidy) writes:
>Or play...ummm...*scanning-for-grunge-merchants-of-choice*...Ministry on
>the rental cars undoubtedly lousy stereo until your bossladyfromthe
>darkestpitofthenetherworld, goes insane and tries to kill you. At that

I can testify that it works in the opposite direction, at least.  
Summer 1976 (not a particularly good time for popular music, the 60s
had petered out, disco was coming in, and punk hadn't really gotten
going yet).  I'm driving hundreds of miles with my boss lady, really
a very nice woman but with one fatal flaw:  she continually scanned
the radio bands for a station playing "Afternoon Delight," "I'd Really
Like To See You Tonight," "You're Still The One," etc.  My brain has
been Jell-o ever since.

--
   The opinions expressed are not necessarily those of the University of
     North Carolina at Chapel Hill, the Campus Office for Information
        Technology, or the Experimental Bulletin Board Service.
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From: mesm@netcom.com (Mary E. S. Morris)
Newsgroups: alt.angst
Subject: Re: numb
Date: 27 Sep 92 18:36:21 GMT
Organization: Netcom - Online Communication Services  (408 241-9760 guest)

randy@rdr.com (Randy Tidd) writes:
: numb
: 
: here i sit, typing this with a pencil clenched between my teeth.  my  
: tongue is numb, and because of the red stains on my shirt i think  
: i've cut my gums or lips with the pencil.  the skin of my face is a  
: rubber mask.  i keep flailing my limbs around and bumping them into  
: things, hoping they will wake up -- but there isn't even the  
: slightest tingling to indicate that they are asleep.  they are dead.
: 
: i am incapable of feeling anything, i am devoid of all sensation.  i  
: will never again experience pain.  nothing will hurt me again.  i  
: also know that i will never feel anything good either.  but i don't  
: mind.  it is a small price to pay to be spared from the pain.

Have you seen a doctor about this. I hate to say it but you may
have more to be angstful about than just the lack of pain. If this
is what I think it is you can get gangrene from those open wounds.
Hopefully I am barking up the wrong tree.

--
Mary E. S. Morris    |  The future exists first in imagination, then
mesm@netcom.COM      |  in will, then in reality. -- Galivan Burwell
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Newsgroups: alt.angst
From: ABienek@acorn.co.uk (Alex Bienek)
Newsgroups: alt.angst
Subject: Re: wimmin!
Date: 2 Oct 92 15:57:33 GMT
Organization: Acorn Computers Ltd, Cambridge, England

In article <BuxDsx.7vp@midget.yps.saar.de> boerp@midget.saar.de (John Boerp) writes:

>But what do you do when everywhere you go and with all
>the people you meet you get the feeling that you don't belong to this
>particular place or the people?
>

The options aren't good:-
                       
a) Accept it, and spend most of your time on your own

a) Become a hermit/monk (much the same as A)

c) Invent a fully functional cryogenic storage system, program it
   to wake you some long time in the future and hope that when
   you awake the planet will be a more bearable place to live,
   or that you will have the opportunity to try another one.

ObAngst: Every had the feeling of being stranded on Earth ?

Alex.
Newsgroups: alt.angst
From: reinstat@carson.u.washington.edu (Robert Reinstatler)
Subject: Re: tiredness.
Organization: University of Washington, Seattle
Date: Fri, 2 Oct 1992 21:09:54 GMT

In article <1992Sep30.003357.31045@dante.uucp> zeke@dante.uucp (zero kelvin) writes:
>denisec@amadeus.wr.tek.com (Denise Caire) writes:
>: 
>: I think men are referred to as "confirmed bachelors."  Sounds positive,
>: doesn't it?  How positive does crusty old spinster or old maid sound?
>: Now that's real parity for ya.  Denise
>	
>	Q: what do you call a 30-yr old unmarried man?
>	
>	A: a bachelor.
>	Q: what do you call a 40-yr old unmarried man?
>	
>	A: a comfirmed bachelor.
>	Q: what do you call a 50-yr old unmarried man?
>	
>	A: a permanent bachelor.
>
>
>-- 
>
>-zer0 kelvin
>

I think probably the closest male adjective corresponding to "old maid" is
old fart.  Cranky old fart applies also.  There is also dirty old man, but
that can apply to marrieds too.  Really, I can't think of one that implies
unmarried like old maid and spinster do.  Well, dang.
Bob


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