NetNews Usenet Archive 1992 #27/NN_1992_27.iso/spool/alt/angst/4455

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From: [e-mail] (54626-LeeK(DR1971)210)
Newsgroups: alt.angst
Subject: Re: Romance/Angst
Keywords: *cry*
Message-ID: <[e-mail]>
Date: 23 Nov 92 16:31:03 GMT
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In article <[e-mail]>, [e-mail] (Paul E. Curtis) writes:
|> I just posted this to alt.romance.chat, but upon rereading it, I've realized
|> that it's angstful enough to deserve reposting here.  Enjoy.
|>
|> In article <[e-mail]> [e-mail] (Kai Voigt) writes:
|> >
|> >It's now 21:30 over here in Germany and I'm sitting at home
|> >doing homework. I mean it's WEEKEND and the only thing
|> >I can think of is how to finish these mountains of papers
|> >till monday :-(
|> >
|> >I hope your weekend is more funny than mine. But what are
|> >you doing on Saturday night? Are you staying at home with
|> >your family? Do you go to discos, cinemas, restaurants
|> >or what? Let us now!
|>
|> Well, lessee...
|>
|> I spent most of today lying in bed.  I woke up a few minutes ago to come down
|> to the university computer lab, to work my five-hour shift as a lab assistant.
|> This entails baking my brains underneath the flourescent lights, punctuated
|> with occasional questions from those lab users kind enough to acknowledge my
|> existence.  When my shift is over at 23:00, I'll go home (I live alone) and
|> watch TV for a couple of hours.  Then I'll log into the school's computer
|> every fifteen minutes or so, hoping against hope for some electronic mail to
|> arrive in my box (it won't).   The last few weeks, I've been getting to sleep
|> around 5:00, and I don't see why tonight should be any different.
|>
|> Tomorrow, I might do any number of things.  I could go on a joyride around the
|> state of Oregon.  Alone.  I could drive up to Portland and shop for books.
|> Alone.  I could go to the laundromat and wash my clothes.  Alone.  I could do
|> what I've been thinking of doing for months--go to the airport, plunk down my
|> credit card, and buy a ticket to some faraway place where American Express
|> won't find me after I fail to pay the bill (I'm thinking of Togo--American
|> passport holders don't need a visa to go there, and the yellow fever
|> certificate which I got for my African travels of a few months ago [alone] is
|> still valid, so I shouldn't have any problems).  Needless to say, alone.
|>
|> I'd say my social life is in a shambles, except that I haven't got one.
|>
|> Apparently, it's not that I'm unattractive (although my pupils are dilated
|> from the 20 milligrams of Prozac I take daily, for my dysthymia), or
|> unhygenic, or unkind (I'm told that I'm a very compassionate man, and
|> sometimes I belive it), or unintelligent, or uninteresting (I do tend to be
|> pretty colorful, when I'm not feeling sorry for myself), or anything like
|> that.  What I am, apparently, is unapproachable.  Almost nobody realizes how
|> fuzzy and affectionate this kitty really is, beneath his sarcastic, mocking
|> exterior.  I have a total of two close friends.  In my nearly 20 years of
|> existence, I've never been anybody's best friend.  Nobody has ever sent me
|> flowers.
|>
|> And I am alone.
|>
|> * * * * *
|>
|> Sorry to inject so much angst into what is usually such a happy newsgroup.
|>
|>                         --Paul Curtis
|>
|> * * * * *
|>
|> P.S.  to angsters:  Betcha never thought you'd see a message from a.r.c. in
|> this newsgroup, eh?  <cynical grin>
|>
|> **back to lurking**


    HI,

        well i think you sound highly approachable, if it
    weren t for the fact that i live in colorado, i4d go to the
    lab today and approach you myself.

        kath