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Sask....TELL??
06.14.04 (9:28 am)   [edit]
What is really going on?
NO EMAIL!!!

I sent myself an email on Friday afternoon, and when I got home, it wasn't there. In fact, my inbox was completely devoid of the usual friendly literature that I customarily receive from various personalities throughout the day. So empty. So cold.

At first I thought that I was being shunned by my peers for some obscure, unexplained reason. But I know that I am not shunning myself, so that could not be the reason for my sudden unpopularity.

Naturally, when a person is left hanging like that, all kinds of things go flitting through your mind. First is denial. This can't be happening. I'm sure that everyone is just really super busy. Maybe the email I sent to myself didn't get here because I made a mistake or something. Perhaps I didn't hit the send button. Who knows? (chuckle)

Then, as time wears on and still nothing, comes anger. Negative feelings overwhelm me. Well, if no one wants to talk to me, then I don't want to talk to anyone either. Dammit. Fine. I'm going to Dairy Queen to have the super size blizzardaganza.

The third stage in this process is contemplation. Was it something I said? Something I did? Did I have a conversation with someone with a brilliant piece of greenery stuck between my teeth? WHAT IS GOING ON???

The next thing to occupy your mind is paranoia. Perhaps it is all just an elaborate joke. Yeah, that must be it. But....what if....it's not? Maybe this is really serious. Maybe I have been judged and categorized as someone who should not be spoken to. Oh my God!! That's horrible!

Finally, the paranoia has transformed itself into a conspiracy theory.

By 4pm on Saturday, I finally received my email. The one that I had sent to myself. Tears of joy flood my eyes as I realise that perhaps my fears were only the work of an over-active imagination. I still have friends...YAY!.

Now, I wonder why such a huge delay. My emails were being delivered 12-24 hours after being sent. I scanned for viruses and spyware. I tossed, I turned and slept like crap as I tried to reason this out. Finally, I could take no more and phoned Sasktel tech support. I was given some drivel that there was a huge surge in email activity due to virus infections and that their servers were backed up. Virus, indeed.

Oh, it sounds plausable, doesn't it? I know what's going on. (twitch) I heard what they said...and I heard what they didn't say. What they WANT you to think. (twitch) I can see what they're doing, but do they know that I know? Looking for something, aren't they? Searching for it, but they are only guessing. No, they won't find what we have safely hidden. (twitch) Me and my new friend, Spunt. You remember Spunt, don't you? We've known each other for about 10 months now. Only he wasn't Spunt when I told you about him. He's Spunt NOW THOUGH!!! He has it and he won't give it up.
Turn the light on, SPUNT! AAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!!
I HAVE ....................BEANS!!!
Big ones.

[LINE]

Angelique...
Alas, Angelique is no more.

It was a valiant fight...No it wasn't, who am I kidding? Nocturna grabbed her and beat her down. Angelique couldn't do a darn thing about it.

I feel kinda cheated because some rulings were made after I had made certian decisions. My character would have known things that had been decided upon, and therefore wouldn't have made the choices that she did. It was a joke, really.

But whatever. I'm glad I don't have to deal with that stinking accent anymore. :wink:
 


posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (1:33 pm)

Are you on their new spam filtering service? That'll scare you even more....:)



posted by: care (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (2:09 pm)

I like their new spam filtering service!!!... my mailbox is soooo empty of nekkid teens who 'ONLY want to please ME!'... *G*





posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (2:16 pm)

How do they fit the full naked teen into an email?



posted by: James (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (3:45 pm)

Behold the utter crap that is Postini. You should call and demand that they change to FrontBridge (www.frontbridge.com) and that only then will you be happy and satiated.

As for the death of Angelique - fear not, the Constantine Effect has begun. You are not dead, everyone simply thinks you're dead. You live on....waiting....plotting...wrapped in the guise of your own demise.

I have some ideas which you may or may not find cool, which I'll tell you the next time I see you.



posted by: James (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (3:47 pm)

And since you have more time, here's something to occupy some of those quiet moments:

http://www.ultimate-guitar.com/tabs/m/misc_television/juicy_fruit_commercial_tab.htm



posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (3:58 pm)

Character dead? Looking for a change of pace? Join JEN'S NEW SABBAT PACK - with a special june promotion, only $19.95 to join. Free installation if you call during this commercial! Dial 555 PACK (that's 555 7225) or just let me harass you when I call you for coffee.



posted by: SNEEVIL (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (4:39 pm)

Reply to: James

You're gonna pay for that. Oh yes. Pay dearly.
MUHAHAHAHA



posted by: James (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (9:15 pm)

Reply to SNEEVIL:

Is that all you got?! Bring it.

Willem Dafoe in drag, or guitar tabs for the Juicy Fruit song. Express a desire and I'll satiate it (if satisfaction can be found on the internet).

This is my kung fu, and it is strong.



posted by: James (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (9:34 pm)

Ah....the stages of loss:

Shock
Denial
Anger
Guilt
Bargaining
Depression
and finally Acceptance

It is also a well known fact, Sunny Jim, that there's a secret society of the five wealthiest people in the world, known as The Pentaveret, who run everything in the world, including the stages of loss. And meet tri-annually at a secret country mansion in Colorado, known as The Meadows.




posted by: kimq (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (9:38 pm)

Is the new character concept all that bad? :(



posted by: James (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (9:44 pm)

The concept doesn't have anything to do with being the JuJu Zombie of a powerful Voodoo Priest named Papi Culcha is it (sound out the last name, you'll smile)?



posted by: James (reply)
post date: 06.14.04 (9:46 pm)

Change "is it" in the last post to "does it".

10-1 Michelle thinks she's super-popular before she finds out it's just me blathering on. Heh. :)



posted by: SNEEVIL (reply)
post date: 06.15.04 (6:12 am)

Reply to: kimq

My new character is gonna rock. I can't wait to start playing.



posted by: kimq (reply)
post date: 06.15.04 (7:15 am)

Reply to: SNEEVIL

If you plan to be at Friday's thing, you better get your act together. I'd like to go over the description so I know what I'm walking into.



posted by: John AKA Barry (reply)
post date: 06.15.04 (7:22 am)

I expect you all there on Friday night. I'm especially waiting to see Michelle's new character... Gotta love biker chicks.



posted by: SNEEVIL (reply)
post date: 06.15.04 (8:00 am)

Reply to: kimq

We should get together over the phone. How does Wednesday night sound?



posted by: kimq (reply)
post date: 06.15.04 (8:45 am)

Reply to: SNEEVIL

Check your email. I replied.

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