It has come to my attention that some people think I am annoying.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Why, with the OP firmly in place, would you conclude that the problem is you?


You, sir, make no sense.  Whatsoever.

I know. 

But I am now operating under the "If everyone's an asshole but you, maybe you're the problem."

Example:  I misunderstood NoLodude's post down in AI, thinking that he was stating that trollbear was typical of AI, and that we didn't meet his standards, rather than - I am told - him just bitching that the board was dead.  As a result, Nigel is pissed off at me.

You're leaving for a week, and everyone else either has me on ignore or can't be bothered with me.

I'd say the problem here IS me, and that given that the two people who DO speak to me are either leaving or are pissed at me, there is no real percentage in continuing.

I'm not pissed at you! I was annoyed, but you know how I am... if I'm annoyed, I say something, and then it's done and out of my system and I'm not annoyed anymore.

It's gonna be a long, dead weekend on the board, I think... whatever you do, don't take it personally! It's a weekend in August and we just had a jammin' week full of really good conversations, and now everyone's going to want/need to take a break.

I'll be working on finals. D:

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Because I have to say, the chest & head pain isn't the really bad thing about this.  The bad thing is constantly having to argue with your own paranoia.  The good thing is that, barring the initial incident, I am able to recognize what's going on within a reasonable amount of time, especially if someone jerks me up short when I get started.

I was under the impression that chest pain is very, very serious. Your doc said you shouldn't worry about it?

I'm sorry to hear about all this, and hope it clears up soon. Would mailing you something horrendous help at all?

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

So what do you do, then?  Just mistrust yourself until it goes away?

It could be a hell of a lot worse, LMNO.  Some people have to live with shit like this - or worse - permanently.  The neighbor kid has MS; I have it easy.

The first time this happened, when I was actually sick, I was so deranged that I couldn't analyze what I was doing.  The subsequent attacks only fool me until I have a chance to think, or until someone points it out to me.  Then it becomes obvious.  It's also fairly obvious when it ends.

So I spend some time - a week, maybe - having to remind myself that things are not always as they seem, then I feel better overnight.

But I gotta say, it's about as much fun as root canal work.  My chest HURTS.  Everything seems depressing & threatening at the same time, and it's dark out, even though the sun is bashing down like a motherfucker today.

It still gives me chills to remember recognizing what was going on with you when you got sick as some kind of temporal lobe damage... I mean, holy fuck, just your description above is making the hair on my arms stand up. That shit is no kind of joke. And it's chilling as fuck to realize that different monkeys of different sexes in different locations can have the same perceptions and emotions just because God is poking them in the same part of the brain with a pin.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

You told me that I am too LOUD, too obnoxious, and too bit dense for Discordianism (at least for YOUR Discordianism).

God DAMMIT, I can't take a break from this place for a day.

Who's the moron?

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Because I have to say, the chest & head pain isn't the really bad thing about this.  The bad thing is constantly having to argue with your own paranoia.  The good thing is that, barring the initial incident, I am able to recognize what's going on within a reasonable amount of time, especially if someone jerks me up short when I get started.

Have you had your blood pressure checked lately? Stress, arrhythmia, and high blood pressure play a role in my seizure clusters, and ever since I went on blood pressure meds I haven't had any.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Also, since symptoms for temporal lobe seizures and heart attacks are almost identical, it might be worth going in. Just in case.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

So what do you do, then?  Just mistrust yourself until it goes away?

It could be a hell of a lot worse, LMNO.  Some people have to live with shit like this - or worse - permanently.  The neighbor kid has MS; I have it easy.

The first time this happened, when I was actually sick, I was so deranged that I couldn't analyze what I was doing.  The subsequent attacks only fool me until I have a chance to think, or until someone points it out to me.  Then it becomes obvious.  It's also fairly obvious when it ends.

So I spend some time - a week, maybe - having to remind myself that things are not always as they seem, then I feel better overnight.

But I gotta say, it's about as much fun as root canal work.  My chest HURTS.  Everything seems depressing & threatening at the same time, and it's dark out, even though the sun is bashing down like a motherfucker today.

It still gives me chills to remember recognizing what was going on with you when you got sick as some kind of temporal lobe damage... I mean, holy fuck, just your description above is making the hair on my arms stand up. That shit is no kind of joke. And it's chilling as fuck to realize that different monkeys of different sexes in different locations can have the same perceptions and emotions just because God is poking them in the same part of the brain with a pin.

OUCH. Fuck God.

Yeah, get it checked. Go to somebody else if you think this guy is shining you on. Don't eat fast food crap, watch the scripts, one of those might be causing side effects, be careful. [/common sense]

If it was me I'd just knock myself out for a couple of days until it passed. Fuck.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Still got the headache and chest thingie, but otherwise much better now.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

So what do you do, then?  Just mistrust yourself until it goes away?

It could be a hell of a lot worse, LMNO.  Some people have to live with shit like this - or worse - permanently.  The neighbor kid has MS; I have it easy.

The first time this happened, when I was actually sick, I was so deranged that I couldn't analyze what I was doing.  The subsequent attacks only fool me until I have a chance to think, or until someone points it out to me.  Then it becomes obvious.  It's also fairly obvious when it ends.

So I spend some time - a week, maybe - having to remind myself that things are not always as they seem, then I feel better overnight.

But I gotta say, it's about as much fun as root canal work.  My chest HURTS.  Everything seems depressing & threatening at the same time, and it's dark out, even though the sun is bashing down like a motherfucker today.

It still gives me chills to remember recognizing what was going on with you when you got sick as some kind of temporal lobe damage... I mean, holy fuck, just your description above is making the hair on my arms stand up. That shit is no kind of joke. And it's chilling as fuck to realize that different monkeys of different sexes in different locations can have the same perceptions and emotions just because God is poking them in the same part of the brain with a pin.

Yeah, but again...There are many, many worse things that people deal with. 

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

So what do you do, then?  Just mistrust yourself until it goes away?

It could be a hell of a lot worse, LMNO.  Some people have to live with shit like this - or worse - permanently.  The neighbor kid has MS; I have it easy.

The first time this happened, when I was actually sick, I was so deranged that I couldn't analyze what I was doing.  The subsequent attacks only fool me until I have a chance to think, or until someone points it out to me.  Then it becomes obvious.  It's also fairly obvious when it ends.

So I spend some time - a week, maybe - having to remind myself that things are not always as they seem, then I feel better overnight.

But I gotta say, it's about as much fun as root canal work.  My chest HURTS.  Everything seems depressing & threatening at the same time, and it's dark out, even though the sun is bashing down like a motherfucker today.

It still gives me chills to remember recognizing what was going on with you when you got sick as some kind of temporal lobe damage... I mean, holy fuck, just your description above is making the hair on my arms stand up. That shit is no kind of joke. And it's chilling as fuck to realize that different monkeys of different sexes in different locations can have the same perceptions and emotions just because God is poking them in the same part of the brain with a pin.

Yeah, but again...There are many, many worse things that people deal with.

True enough.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

Still got the headache and chest thingie, but otherwise much better now.

That's good news.

I don't have anything to relate it too in my personal experience but particularly nasty bouts of PMS, or coming down from an idiotically reckless weekend. The feeling where anything moving in my peripheral vision was a threat and I viscerally wanted to stabbity-stabbity until it STOPPED MOVING AND LEFT ME THE FUCK ALONE, except I KNEW it was all in my head. Which was probably the Baby Disney^(TM) version.

I just hope you find some way to get rid of it. You're one of a small handful of people I've met who have no need of Lessons In What Hell Is, in ANY way, shape or form.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Still got the headache and chest thingie, but otherwise much better now.

That's good news.

I don't have anything to relate it too in my personal experience but particularly nasty bouts of PMS, or coming down from an idiotically reckless weekend. The feeling where anything moving in my peripheral vision was a threat and I viscerally wanted to stabbity-stabbity until it STOPPED MOVING AND LEFT ME THE FUCK ALONE, except I KNEW it was all in my head. Which was probably the Baby Disney^(TM) version.

I just hope you find some way to get rid of it. You're one of a small handful of people I've met who have no need of Lessons In What Hell Is, in ANY way, shape or form.

The Hell is largely of my own making...Not the illness that fucked me up, but my life experiences, which were in a fairly large sense a set of decisions made at a young age with no moral compass.  Had to gain THAT the hard way.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

Still got the headache and chest thingie, but otherwise much better now.

That's good news.

I don't have anything to relate it too in my personal experience but particularly nasty bouts of PMS, or coming down from an idiotically reckless weekend. The feeling where anything moving in my peripheral vision was a threat and I viscerally wanted to stabbity-stabbity until it STOPPED MOVING AND LEFT ME THE FUCK ALONE, except I KNEW it was all in my head. Which was probably the Baby Disney^(TM) version.

I just hope you find some way to get rid of it. You're one of a small handful of people I've met who have no need of Lessons In What Hell Is, in ANY way, shape or form.

The Hell is largely of my own making...Not the illness that fucked me up, but my life experiences, which were in a fairly large sense a set of decisions made at a young age with no moral compass.  Had to gain THAT the hard way.

That was then. You GET IT now.