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    So last night, on the way back from my g/f's outpatient treatment, we realize we're hungry, and too impatient to wait for the 25-minute walk home, the 25+ minute cook time on the frozen pizza, and we decide to stop in a Jack-in-the-Box for our once-every-month-or-two fast food meal. While there, two scraggily looking guys enter, and I overhear that one guy was trying to scam money from the cashier. She refuses, and the guy leaves. When we walk out, the guy slowly saunters in front of us and waits at the crosswalk.

    My girlfriend and I sense these guys are up to no good, so we slow our walk to let them cross the street ahead of us. Instead, they stop and wait at the light with us. When the light changes, they don't move. As we go to walk around them, they start walking. We decide they're getting creepier by the minute.

    I ask my girlfriend if she wants cigarettes, loud enough for them to hear, and they head towards the convenience store. Instead, we pop into the restaurant next door. They pass by the restaurant, and split up, and wait on opposite sides of the parking lot, but I can still see them. All of us are pretending not to be looking at each other. We wait a few minutes, and I look away, and then I lost them.

    We leave, and walk down another block or two, and see them up ahead, posted up at crosswalks. We cross the street in the middle of the block, and stop at another convenience store. I can see one of them now waiting across the street, directly in front of the store, staring as us.

    We decide to head kiddy-corner to where we are, a tattoo shop. From there, if the guys still follow us, we plan on calling the local non-emergency police number I have for my neighborhood patrol, for suspicious people but not crimes in progress. Just before we leave, the two guys walk right in front of the store.

    If you're drawing a mental map, that means they walked North while on the other side of the street, crossed the street, walked South behind the store we were in, and then came around the front again, just to pass by the window in the front of us.

    I instructed my girlfriend that if they jumped us, she was to run as fast as she could to the nearest place of business (either the tattoo parlor or the convenience store) and call 911 while I held them off the best that I could.

    We leave the store, and they're gone. We get to the tattoo shop, and there's no one in sight. We walk the next couple of blocks home, without incident.

    It may sound like we were over-reacting, but I can tell when someone's following me, or sizing me up, and this was most definitely the case. This was probably the strongest, most obvious case of two assholes planning on robbing someone. I'm glad we walked through it and didn't get hurt. I think only by being obvious that we knew what they were doing, and we refused to be caught alone in the open with them, protected us.

    Then we got home, and were immediately exhausted.
    • CommentTimeDec 30th 2011
    Jeez @gov spy, I'm so glad you're ok. I suppose it comes from your job, knowing when someone is up to no good - and perfectly capable of launching into violence. For no reason that I can think of I was thinking to myself this morning that I don't understand all the things people can do. I don't understand deciding to take something someone else has on their person, I don't understand knocking someone to the ground and kicking them just because you can. But these things happened to me when I got mugged (several years ago). I know they happen. But I don't understand them. So glad you're in a position to protect yourself and I hope you never have to face those creeps again.
    • CommentAuthordnewling
    • CommentTimeDec 30th 2011
    This is something a friend passed to me. I thought you might enjoy it too.

    10 words that don't exist, but should:

    1. AQUADEXTROUS (ak wa deks' trus) adj.
    Possessing the ability to turn the bathtub faucet on and off with your toes.

    2. CARPERPETUATION (kar' pur pet u a shun) n.
    The act, when vacuuming, of running over a string or a piece of lint at least a dozen
    times, reaching over and picking it up, examining it, then putting it back down to give the vacuum one more chance.

    3. DISCONFECT (dis kon fekt') v.
    To sterilize the piece of candy you dropped on the floor by blowing on it, assuming this will
    somehow 'remove' all the germs.

    4. ELBONICS (el bon' iks) n.
    The actions of two people maneuvering for one armrest in a movie theater.

    5. FRUST (frust) n.
    The small line of debris that refuses to be swept onto the dust pan and keeps backing a person across the room until he finally decides to give up and sweep it under the rug.

    6. LACTOMANGULATION (lak' to man gyu lay' shun) n.
    Manhandling the "open here" spout on a milk container so badly that one has to resort to
    the 'illegal' side.

    7. PEPPIER (pehp ee ay') n.
    The waiter at a fancy restaurant whose sole purpose seems to be walking around asking
    diners if they want ground pepper.

    8. PHONESIA (fo nee' zhuh) n.
    The affliction of dialing a phone number and forgetting whom you were calling just as they

    9. PUPKUS (pup' kus) n.
    The moist residue left on a window after a dog presses its nose to it.

    10. TELECRASTINATION (tel e kras tin ay' shun) n.
    The act of always letting the phone ring at least twice before you pick it up, even when
    you're only six inches away.
    • CommentTimeDec 30th 2011
    @dnewling HAh. Thanks for sharing.

    I'm feeling a bit lonely...left out. Friday night and again I get to party with my parents. Well at least this time it was drive through sushi, green tea and my dad's tales from World War 2. Often enough it's leftovers, distracted silence and fleeing back to my room. Even my schizophrenic brother found some friends to hang with. Other siblings gathered to watch the UFC matches. I don't get invited anymore since I lost interest in those evenings a while ago. There's some interesting hanging out possible, but the chances dip as the matches get going and no one wants to talk about much other than how, if they were in the ring, they wouldn't have taken that punch like a sucker. But it would have been nice to have been invited.

    It's the kind of night where even drinking alone has no appeal. So I'm reading a trashy romance. I've been schlubby and lazy all week, why change now?

    It's the depths of the holidays where I get a bit tired of my family and I miss my friends. But my friends have each other and the one party invitation I got for tomorrow is for a small party that I went to last year that was really rather dull. Likely, maybe, the same people, more than likely the same activities. If I go (I probably won't) I'll likely get another crack at feeling like an ugly loser when all the couples gather up for the midnight smooch.

    Intellectually I don't get the point of New Year's. What stupid reason to drink. But socially... *sigh* I just want to get the next 36 hours over with. Starting on the day of the First I have Interesting Things lined up. I want to get to them now.

    Yeah, wah. What a crybaby i'm being. Forgive me. *mutters* Now I just need to eat some worms...
    • CommentAuthorPooka
    • CommentTimeDec 31st 2011
    feeling kinda lonely husband does his best for me, but the poor boy is so stressed out by money problems and friend drama that he's been really busy lately.

    my dj friend invited us to a party he's working. he said we'd have to drive ourselves because he was looking to hook up with some chick there and was planning on staying the my truck has no tags, and flat tires..not a good idea to try to take myself to a strange place with the intent of drinking, in an illegal vehicle on new years. plus watching him hook up with some chick while i'm drunk and surrounded by strangers...not really sounding like a good time...yeah, i could try to be social and shit...but i'm not feeling very confident lately...arthritis is flaring up pretty bad...feeling fairly ugly old and crippled...
    i've been stuck at home for weeks now with no money and nothing to do. pretty lonely for some friendly company...
    haven't seen anyone but my husband and the dj for a while...they pick on me's fun and all, but it'd nice to have a comforting presence around...
    i've fucked up my sleep schedule with my depression and stomach troubles. i cut out coffee and switched to tea...which has been very difficult...and all i've wanted to do is sleep during the day. night time rolls around and i'm wide awake...last few nights I've spent playing skyrim because there's nothing else to do. I spent last night playing skyrim and crying sporadically...feeling sorry for myself I guess...the last three or four years I've missed out on having fun. I got botcon a couple years ago in florida, but that was the highlight of my existence...other than that, it's just been one let down after another. my health has deteriorated and no one cares enough to come visit me out here...
    I'll eat worms too...:PI feel the urge...
    • CommentAuthorflecky
    • CommentTimeDec 31st 2011 edited
    Well,it's New Year's Eve and i've just gotten home from Portobello Rd and i'm not a happy camper.I wouldn't give a toss if the world imploded at the moment.I'm just a seething,angry ball of resentment and hatred at the moment.

    Fuck tonight and fuck everyone out there.

    Seriously,i got jack-shit to feel good about and that's just the way it is.I just got a load of reduced food in and i'm going to pig out on it and probably just get a shite early night.

    My experiment with drinking Baileys Irish Cream at Christmas proved disastrous and one thing led to another.Fuckatron...i bastard used!!If i can't be honest with you lot then what's the point?

    I can't wait for this night to be over so i can go for a walk tomorrow when the streets of London will be dead.

    Sorry to be such a miserable old git,Whitechapel.Enjoy your whiskey and have a drink for me.

    Pig-shit and vulture-vomit!!
    • CommentAuthorroadscum
    • CommentTimeDec 31st 2011
    @flecky: I'm trying hard to think about what i'm saying here, it's too easy to come out with trite crap and i'm a lazy old git, just bear with me, ok?

    So, it all went horribly wrong again, but you know it did and you don't like it, could be worse. Bad but not the end of the world unless you let it go that way, so JUST KEEP FUCKING TRYING!

    Funny, i was down in the depths of Westfield yesterday, trying to deliver to one of the shops there. If you think it's bad up top you should see what's underneath. A vile, festering pit of filth, i hate the place.

    Anyway, i hope you get a decent walk tomorrow, i should be out myself but i'll be aiming for somewhere bleak, windswept and by the sea, might try Walton again, but before it gets dark this time.

    As for being a miserable old git, i'm actually quite proud of it, it's one of the few things i manage to do well.

    So, Mr flecky and the rest of you Whitechapel denizens, Happy New Year, i hope it turns out better than the old one but i'd keep the reciept just in case, were i you.
    • CommentAuthorflecky
    • CommentTimeDec 31st 2011 edited
    @ roadscum: Thanks for the words.Your right,it could be a hell of a lot worse.I didn't even enjoy the slip i had the other day.It just made me realise how much i hate that old life and i've put so much effort into getting better this past year that to throw it all away,well,i think i would be happier lying on the slab in a morgue.I would end up there anyway if i kept on using.

    Yeah,Westfield Shopping Centre.I can see those glowing,red lights from my flat balcony.The first time i went in there all i could think about was Dawn of the Dead.Hopefully one day a gang of Hells Angels will break into the place at night and loot it.I was chatting to some nutters outside the clinic i attend in Fulham and it was hilarious listening to their stories about shoplifting from there.Good on them!

    It's true.Being a miserable old git can be quite good fun.It shows i'm still alive and angry at all the crap that goes down in this life.

    I too hope you enjoy your day out tomorrow.

    I think i'm going to watch a DVD and maybe read a bit.

    I would say Happy New Year to everyone but i think i will check in a bit later and do it then.
    • CommentTimeDec 31st 2011
    I'm at home. Parents are celebrating New Years the way they always have: by treating it like it's any other night. Oldest brother is hanging out too. Everyone else is off who knows where. Actually they're probably at my sister's and just assumed I wouldn't go.

    I'm at home and I'm trying not to shake apart. I guess it's too much to expect that I could maintain my good cheer though two major holidays. I guess there has to be some cost for feeling so glad that I'm on the right path with my life. I guess there has to be days when I can't get anything to go right and no one comes looking for me.

    At least depression at the holidays makes some kind of sense. Everyone says. But no one really wants to hear it. Fuck, I don't. I'm trying to hold myself together. Recall to myself that this is a terrible time to make any judgment calls, my ability to determine useful from not is severely skewed. I can think that, but the pressure is still there, pressing behind my eyes, crushing my throat, submerging my heart.

    I'll hold myself. Morning will come and I'll fix breakfast and take it to a friend's house and other folks will gather round for New Year's brunch and I'll insist we talk about the future. And either the strain tying down my whole body will relax or I'll break apart completely. I just have to wait till then. I'm almost there.
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    I also thought about saying something yesterday, but just like roadscum I was sort of thinking it comes off as trite and I guess you've heard this stuff so many times you'd like to hurl, but here goes anyway: a day at a time and all that, and a step back is not a total failure - it's a fuck up, to be avoided for sure, but upwards and fucking onwards. Just keep at it man, a day at a time.
    • CommentAuthoricelandbob
    • CommentTimeJan 1st 2012 edited
    Hi everyone

    Right now things are pretty down here in Liverpool. there's no easy way to say but here goes. On Friday the 30th just after 7pm, our mum finally passed away from cancer. Although it was terminal and we didn't expect her to see out January, the speed with how it happened was a shock to everyone. Despite her losing all feeling below the waist, we managed to get her strong enough to get her home from the Hospice for Xmas day. It was a really lovely day had by everyone. All the family came to visit, there was none of that ususal family tension/bollocks that all of us seem to suffer at this time, and even the dinner (cooked by my brother!) was lovely and didn't poison anyone!

    But in the 48 hours afterwards she was tired and very confused/disorientated. We all thought that she exerted herself a bit too much to get home for Xmas. But on the 27th, she became extremely agitated and in great pain. The tumor in her brain started to bleed heavily into her brain, causing a massive stroke. In the end she fought so hard. The nurses had to give numerous doses of pain and muscle relaxant meds to get her to calm down as she was fighting the medication every step of the way. Damn she was so stubborn.

    Her last hours were the worst. She was taken off fluids and antibiotics and her body started to shut down. She suffered several major strokes that were distressing for all concerned, but luckily she wasn't in pain thanks to the meds. It was a relief when she passed away, but at least we were with her. The work done by the hospice was truly wonderful. They were all so kind, patient and lovely. I don't know how we would have coped if it weren't for them.

    Right now we're in a form of limbo as we can't move on until we get a death certificate and because of the New Year that won't happen till Tuesday. So right now i´m just tightening and strapping down my emotions a little while we start sorting out her effects and stuff. It's not easy, but we're managing.

    I just want to thank everyone from here who gave their messages and well wishes of support. I'm so thankful and appreciative that you cared so much.

    I know this post may be a bit heavy with everyone and i don't want to put people on a downer, but i just want to wish all a good 2012 and as i mentioned elsewhere, always remember - life is for the living and even though it gets hard and sometimes a little too daunting we must always keep our eyes on the prize - a life well lived and with purpose and love.

    there are people here who are in pain and have severe troubles. It feels hard and it can get too much to deal with at times. But please remember - YOU'RE NOT ALONE. Even in this over-digitalised, fractured society that we live in, there are people on here who care how you feel and what you have to say. Places such as this thread are good to reach out and tell us what's on your mind. You're all lovely people and you're all good friends. And no i haven't been drinking.

    I'm off to take my mum's dog for a walk. He's looking very down today. He knows something has happened. At least him and the cat are going to be well looked after by my brother. I need a little bit of air right now.

    By good y'all and if you can't be good, be crazy!
    • CommentTimeJan 1st 2012
    heartfelt condolences for your loss and thank you for sharing your kind words at this difficult time.
    digital man hugs.
    • CommentTimeJan 1st 2012
    Big mental (ever so slightly sandy) hugs from the desert, Bob.
    • CommentTimeJan 1st 2012
    @ Flecky, wishing you strength with your current setback, it's not the end of the world and you're still heading in the right direction, keep it up mate.
    You'll be glad to know I successfully made the biggest bang in the fireworks mayhem last night, was most satisfying to stand in the spiraling mushroom cloud and watch people running in terror!
    • CommentTimeJan 1st 2012
    Condolences, Bob.
    • CommentTimeJan 1st 2012
    Condolences, Bob. Thinking of you and your family. Take care of yourself.
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    Condolences, bob.
    • CommentTimeJan 1st 2012
    Oh man... Condolences to you and yours, Bob.
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    Sorry for your loss, Bob. I can't even imagine. Puts things into perspective.
    • CommentTimeJan 1st 2012
    @flecky, I've been thinking of you recently. Heard from a friend of mine who is on her way to sinking off the deep end. She knows she's addicted, but is currently at that point where she sees the crap she's putting in her veins similar to having a "dose" of coffee. To her they're both addictive substances so it's okay. But you least you're not feeling that. You're not justifying it. You KNOW that it was a shit thing to do and you felt bad from it. That's a good state of mind to be in, mate.

    @Bob echoing the condolences here. Anytime you want to talk or shout to a wall, we're here for you.