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Oct 7, 2002 - 12:42 PM
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Thor
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Odd question, perhaps, but one of my main hobbies, if you could call it that, is to socialize with friends - going out for a beer or two (or more ) and having a nice time in general. Sadly, there is a prevalent myth that film music afficionados do not "have a life", meaning that they rarely leave their rooms and stereos. We are "nerds" in the derogatory sense. This is of course rubbish, and this eclectic group proves it. And even if it was the case, there's nothing wrong with solitude once in a while. So...do you like to socialize (partying or just going out with friends and family - restaurants, pubs etc.) or do you prefer your own company? And thus endeth yet another personal query from yours truly...
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I'm not much of a partyer and I don't drink (I've tried beer, wine, and champagne before and did not like them at all), so I don't go out to clubs or anything. But I like spending time with family and friends. np C.S.I. score suite
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Why do people think that drinking alcohol makes them cool and will most certainly guarantee a great night out??!?!?!
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I know. I don't see how people can chug a whole can of beer. It about made me sick to take just a little sip. Give me a Pepsi or Coke anytime.
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Oct 8, 2002 - 11:11 AM
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Ed Kattak
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Yes! Going out has been Paramount to the coefficient of my existence! Let me tell you a story. No, not a Dumond story. But a real story. I used to be very simple. Never went out. Never drinked or smoked. I just studied, worked, and went home. I was in bed by 9:30. The existence was not too far from eating, shiting, and sleeping. Very nice if I was Jack Nicholson in the final moments of ONE FLEW OVER THE CUCKOO'S NEST. But also, the reality is that I was fat, disgusting, and unattractive. So, I got dpressed and didn't socialize other than the occasional holiday food eating fest with friends and family. That was my existence. In retrospect, I was trying to tell myself that I was happy. I wasn't. Oh sure I had my thousand plus film score cd's to escape to, but what WAS there besides that. There had to be more to life than just that. Well, I began to change myself, albeit in my later 20's. I lost weight, worked out, changed my image. Not because I wanted to conform, but because I wanted to do something different - embracing some of the things that I was against early in life. Now, I know that you don't have to change yourself in order to enjoy life. But it was something that I wanted to do. I wanted to see what was out in the world. I wanted to travel and explore. I wanted to taste and experience sensations that I hadn't experienced before. Basically, I was bored and wanted to ,more. I began to experiment and see what all things I did not like as a young adult were really about. I would go out after work with co-workers for drinks, get toasted alittle, dance with complete strangers and grind my butt into some of my female co-workers on the dance floor. They were surprised and intrigued to see this side of me. And, I guess, it was no surprise that I had some after the party rendevouz with many of them. But that wasn't enough. I would drive around on weekends to different places in the tri-state area. Go antique shopping, wine tasting, museum hopping in NYC. Hey, I even gambled in Atlantic City and Las Vegas in the same week. I did a weekend in Dallas one time, and a weekend in Fort Lauderdale the next. I've been to fine Zagat rated restaurants and my favorite fast junk food places like Taco Bell and Jack-in-the-box. I've gone to strip clubs, had lap dances that have driven me to make a mess in my pants, and have donated my time to help out friends with their business. I love being silly and watching my girlfriend's nieces and nephews playing. I love every experience that I missed early on. Even the bad ones. The pain and hurt of being rejected by ex-fiancee, losing my job. I wouldn't trade the experiences because they will be the foundation of my life to come. But ladies and gentlemen. I want to stress that you must live your life the way you want to. There is nothing wrong with anyone wanting to lead a proper, simple life. It's your choice. I just want to experience as much of it before I croak. Because who knows, I could get hit by a bus, shot by a sniper, or die from complications of the diabetes that I suffer from. Life is too short. Do the best that you can to enjoy it while it's here. Truly Gau Jus! Ed
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Money hasn't exactly been plentiful for me the past 5 months. As a result, the most i have done is see movies. Picking up dates has become so hard that i have given up. I work all night, come home so tired and mentally exhusted and sleep all day till about a hour or 2 before i have to get ready for work. I have never had beer, never done drugs or smoke. I am pure in the body, except for my wild kinky side. But i hope to have things change soon and start a beeter REAL life that may eat up most of my time. I may be gone from trading and message boards for a few months. I'm not big on crowds. I don't feel i need to have 3 or 4 other people talking about sh!t around to have fun. More of the type to see a movie, go have diner and walk on the beach late at night. I barely even get a chance to listen to scores anymore. I need a job in the music industry so i have an excuss to listen to scores all day long. Sings and The Omega Man where the last things i listened to.
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Oct 9, 2002 - 3:23 AM
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joan hue
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Overall, I agree with many of Ed’s sentiments. You have to make choices and live life to love life. And life is never painless; moreover, it is often painfully beautiful. And "overall" I admire life changes people make. That takes effort. Still, I do feel a wee need to add the following. Should I find a genie on a beach, I shall use all of my wishes on Ed. I shall wish that: 1. You find a job that you love. 2. That when you, “grind my butt into some female co worker,” on the dance floor, she knocks you on your butt and threatens to sue it off for harassment. 3. That at that moment, you fall madly in love with her and she with you because you respect her self respect. 4. That since, “the reality is that I can have any OLD gal in my age bracket (35),” that she will be intelligent, savvy, wise, and even an attractive 45 year old that you can actually “fantasize” about even though she no longer is as physically perfect as B. Spears. (I actually know women in their 40’s, 50’s and 60’s who are attractive to the opposite sex. Imagine that.) 5. That she is also extremely addicted to film music. Purrrrrfecto! Truly Gau Jus! Joan Oh, yeah Thor, hubby and I are pretty social and go out a lot. We like to go to parties and have parties. We like fine wines and socializing. Hubby loves beer, but I don't.
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Oct 9, 2002 - 9:13 AM
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Ed Kattak
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In all honestly, if she had sued me for sexual harassment, then I would have to abide by it and chalk it up as a life experience also. It's something that would be considered a learning experience and a part of living life. But I do not recommend trying it with strangers! Just for the record, I proclaim the following: 1. I am more attracted to Sheryl Crow (5 Years my senior) than Brittany Spears. The reality is, I have always been attracted to older women for various reasons. Brittany Spears is only 1 fantasy (I would never want her as the reality). 2. The grinding thing on the dance floor was mutual. She was drunk. I was drunk. She grabbed my ass, I grinded back. Trust me, it's not a sanctiioning of this practice, but if you were stuck in situation and environment that I was in, it might be a little more understndable. But I don't endorse it as a healthy practice. 3. I have already met somebody that I love, respect, and would do anything for - including die! So, this talk of fantasy is just that. The love of my life IS my reality and I want my reality, not the fantasy! There. Loftybeck hath spoken. Truly Gau Jus Ed
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Go out? With a bang, or with a whimper?
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