tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post1340496523719153136..comments2023-11-02T04:58:12.773-06:00Comments on PSYCHO CARNIVAL: The Melancholy Roller Coaster RideKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13605551857342134163noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-68709737757613186012010-05-14T00:39:54.049-06:002010-05-14T00:39:54.049-06:00Static- Sorry. No hand jobs to be found at this f...Static- Sorry. No hand jobs to be found at this fine, wholesome establishment. I can, however, let you fist my cat for a bag of Cheeseburger Doritos.<br /><br />Yep. People do change, sometimes- For better or for worse. It's a matter of perspective, really. In this case, I'd say it was the latter of the two.<br /><br />Take care, Static. Thanks for reading and commenting.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13605551857342134163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-60508894100544998822010-05-14T00:32:57.182-06:002010-05-14T00:32:57.182-06:00The Queen- Hi there and welcome to my blog. Hope ...The Queen- Hi there and welcome to my blog. Hope your gin was tasty and did the trick for ya. *hic... mmmm :-) Too bad your first time here had to be on a mostly bleak as fuck post.<br /><br />Tune in next time. I promise it will be more of a knee slapper or a kick to the groin whacker. Hell, that doesn't even make any sense. My mind is going, going gone. <br /><br />Ha ha. Your life story, except for the depressing bits, aye? :-)<br /><br />So you found me through that Crazy Ass Brunette, aye? She's a trip, isn't she? I'll have to tease her about that beertab crown.<br /><br />I'll be over at your site tomorrow, for sure. It's 2:30 a.m. and I gotta hit the sack. Thanks for commenting. See ya later.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13605551857342134163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-59057232464554077282010-05-14T00:18:51.825-06:002010-05-14T00:18:51.825-06:00klahanie- Hey Gary, thanks for the compliments. I...klahanie- Hey Gary, thanks for the compliments. I appreciate them. Especially when you said, "You have clearly demonstrated that even with the negative bull shit, you embrace all the good stuff in your life. I commend you for having the balls to tell it like it is."<br /><br />Yeah, I wish I could distance myself completely from all the negative folks around me. With the "friends"- I can do that. But not with the family.<br /><br />Gotta take care of my Dad, who is almost always negative. He is suffering with Vascular Dementia and depression and I gotta confer with my sister about his finances and well being. Very soon, we have to tell him he can't drive anymore. This will be a crushing blow to him because he loves to drive every day. I gaurantee he'll be verbally abusive when we give him that news. Unfortunately, his doctor is the one forcing this down our throats.<br /><br />So you have friends that don't read your blog, too. There's something fucked up about that, isn't there? Crazy Brunette said the same thing about her friends. Oh well, you can count on me to read and comment. I'm very supportive. And it's great to know, from what I've read of the comments on this post, that my bloggy pals are supportive, too.<br /><br />Thanks, Gary. You are a good friend. Take care.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13605551857342134163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-7607305730404464022010-05-13T23:10:14.567-06:002010-05-13T23:10:14.567-06:00Qelqoth (the man who loves titties)- wow. That...Qelqoth (the man who loves titties)- wow. That's nice of you to offer, man. I appreciate it. If you buy me some titties, I'll see if I can get Fred Savage to sodomize you with a Nintendo Power Glove again.<br /><br />Gee, I haven't been to a titty bar for awhile. It's probably been about 7 or 8 years now. Lap dances were $10 then. God only knows the going rate nowadays.<br /><br />But yeah, you're right about the "fair weather friends" comment. Even though we go back about 3 decades, it's probably time to cut my losses and try to meet new people to possibly be friends with. I hate that I have to be that way but it's for the good of my own mental health.<br /><br />Take care, man. Thanks for commenting on this.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13605551857342134163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-26804365350088209912010-05-13T20:19:42.304-06:002010-05-13T20:19:42.304-06:00And here I was..hoping for a hand job.
Oh well.
...And here I was..hoping for a hand job.<br /><br />Oh well. <br /><br />People change. They either grow or don't grow, and if they do grow, sometimes they grow apart. And sometimes they grow too fucking big for their britches. You're lucky if you have a few close friends in life.Statichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13875998739533600766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-56372361269082911062010-05-13T17:51:55.796-06:002010-05-13T17:51:55.796-06:00Kelly, I actually read it all the way through. I ...Kelly, I actually read it all the way through. I had to stop,, and refill my gin a couple times.. but I read it... and all I can say is..<br /><br />FREAKING HOLY SHIT! IT'S MY LIFE...<br /><br /><br />except without the shitty friends.. or the crazy wife of the dude.. or the depression... <br /><br />but other than that.. you just wrote my life story..<br /><br />come on over dude... we are serving drinks to the guest at the castle.. and bad friends to the gators... so.. stop on over..<br /><br />found you through the Crazy Brunette.. she's my new daughter.. She wants the beertab crown from the Pirncess..<br /><br />Hang in there!!The Queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03658664607822174081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-36109859382657701342010-05-13T16:12:51.382-06:002010-05-13T16:12:51.382-06:00Hey Kelly,
Wow, that was a powerful and deeply tra...Hey Kelly,<br />Wow, that was a powerful and deeply transparent posting you submitted.<br />We both know the therapeutic value of writing and getting it 'out there'.<br />I learnt to distance myself from a negative environment. Negative situations caused by folks trying to sabotage my right to a happy and peaceful life, have been removed. I needed to do this for my own mental health well being. <br />You have clearly demonstrated that even with the negative bull shit, you embrace all the good stuff in your life. I commend you for having the balls to tell it like it is. <br />I can relate to a lot of what you note here. Most of my friends and family do not comment or read my blog. That kinda' hurts but I find comfort in knowing that good, decent folks like you take the time to interact. <br />Kelly, let me pass on one very powerful gift to you. The gift of empathy. With respect and admiration, your buddy, Gary :-)klahaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08613505424843475639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-66770774625232697932010-05-13T16:00:42.012-06:002010-05-13T16:00:42.012-06:00If I was able to, I'd happily drag you out to ...If I was able to, I'd happily drag you out to a titty bar and buy you a few beers. And maybe some titties. Okay, maybe I'll buy myself some titties but you'll enjoy the beer. Seriously though - most of what you described are called "fair weather friends"; they're there when they need something and gone when they don't. Fuck 'em.Qelqoth (who incidentally, loves titties)http://blogs.myspace.com/qelqothnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-64910205763930570672010-05-13T12:58:49.172-06:002010-05-13T12:58:49.172-06:00Sure you can grill them on that fancy new grill of...Sure you can grill them on that fancy new grill of yours, they have lots of blubber though so it might get messy, but at least the pelts are nice and soft. Of course you could always opt for a Quebecuois breakfast of pop tarts and ketchupThe Wolfhttp://www.thesnafureport.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-18823119245504816102010-05-13T11:31:15.837-06:002010-05-13T11:31:15.837-06:00The Wolf- Yeah, it was a bitch deciding whether or...The Wolf- Yeah, it was a bitch deciding whether or not to post these feeling I've been having for so long. And I understand completely about your friend who upped and vanished without communicating at all. I had a friend like that. We were like brothers, too. I knew him since high school. At least, I thought I knew him.<br /><br />Major Depressive Disorder, like you and I suffer from, is one of the most misunderstood conditions that anyone can have. Some people avoid confronting it or talking about it. I think it's a taboo topic in this fucked up society. And there are no quick fixes for it. Medication and therapy act little more than bandaids on a gaping gash in your mind and spirit. And it is "one of the most hardest things that anyone can go through."<br /><br />Thanks for the offer to come up and use your dog sled to catch seals. :-) So what do I do once I catch them? Can I cook 'em on my new grill?<br /><br />Thanks for commenting, dude. Take care.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13605551857342134163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-30908197162162855572010-05-13T11:12:57.704-06:002010-05-13T11:12:57.704-06:00Sir Tom- Thanks for your funny comment. Imaginary...Sir Tom- Thanks for your funny comment. Imaginary friends, aye? When I was a kid, I used to talk to an apple tree and my cat. Ha! Beat you! The reason I talked to a tree and a cat was because we lived pretty far from the rest of civilization. No one around except the little dumbasses that lived down the gravel road that engaged in acts of beastiality.<br /><br />Anyway, you need to get a blog and I need to move on. You're right. You're also right about needing people like that in my life. I don't. Especially, with my mental condition.<br /><br />Unfortunately, my damned depression keeps me in a bind, sometimes, for too long. But when I break free... LOOK OUT!<br /><br />Take care, man.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13605551857342134163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-57605284770114486992010-05-13T10:56:40.750-06:002010-05-13T10:56:40.750-06:00One of The Guys- How in the hell did all this cat ...One of The Guys- How in the hell did all this cat hair get on my freakin' keyboard? Jesus Christ on a graham cracker!<br /><br />And yes, my blogging buddies, such as yourself, are pretty solid and downright cool. Crickets? What? lol<br /><br />Yeah, I need to really start on getting some better quality friends. Maybe join an organization or club or something. I'm not much of a joiner, though. I find most people are too bland and vanilla. And most assholes find me odd because I would rather not talk about the same old boring topics, such as- sports, the weather, my kids got an A, mowing the lawn and so forth. I know. I'm a picky bastard. :-)<br /><br />"Eeyores" is a good name for negative folks like you described. "Life Suckers" could be one, too... Because when you're around them, you feel like they're sucking the vitality right from your heart and soul. I agree with you on Marty, too. So true.<br /><br />Take care, man and thanks for responding to my depressing post. :) Glad it didn't scare you away.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13605551857342134163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-58111842282705184452010-05-13T10:48:12.508-06:002010-05-13T10:48:12.508-06:00I'm glad you wrote this post, I can only imagi...I'm glad you wrote this post, I can only imagine how hard it must have been to as well. I know exactly how you feel about you're northern freinds, I had a very close freind of mine just up and vanish on me about 4 years ago, wouldn't return my calls, emails or anything to this day I don't know why he was like a brother to me and it still hurts. <br /><br />As for depression I know about that all to well so I totally understand what it's like to go through what you're going through since I'm doign what I can to keep myself going, for those lucky to never have had to deal with this sort of thing IT'S THE HARDEST THING YOU WILL EVER HAVE TO GO THROUGH.<br /><br />You've got a freind of here in the great white north if you ever need to talk about anything..I'll even let you use my dog sled to catch seals :)The Wolfhttp://www.thesnafureport.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-82035990286979064092010-05-13T10:34:58.935-06:002010-05-13T10:34:58.935-06:00Mr. Stupid- You're right, dude. Who needs fri...Mr. Stupid- You're right, dude. Who needs friends that obviously don't give a shit about you. All the years I was suffering with Major Depression, due to Mom's death and my guilt for not getting there in time to possibly save her, none of these "friends" bothered to ask how I was doing. That, I don't understand. If I had friend lose someone they were close to, I would be calling them up everyday to, at the very least, listen to what they had to say.<br /><br />Isn't it odd that blog friends, such as yourself, have more of an interest in my well being than the "friends?" I can actually see and have known for so long???<br /><br />Thanks for being there for me and caring enough to comment on my posts, dude. Take care!Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13605551857342134163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-40182815871067149862010-05-13T10:25:01.761-06:002010-05-13T10:25:01.761-06:00bazza- Thanks for being supportive and giving your...bazza- Thanks for being supportive and giving your honest opinions. You're a good guy. Just one of the reasons I added you to the blogroll, recently. I'm not sure if anyone up north has been spreading lies about me. Thanks for adding to my paranoia, damn it. Ha ha. Just kidding, man.<br /><br />No, I think these "friends?" have changed drastically over the years and dwell entirely in their own little mundane world. I wish they would give a shit about making contact with old friends like Me, Marty and the rest but... oh well... I can't do much about it. Time to push forward- even if it's one tiny step at a time.<br /><br />Take care, bazza.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13605551857342134163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-41653233093149965972010-05-13T09:51:12.691-06:002010-05-13T09:51:12.691-06:00Kelly, when I was young I found it hard to make fr...Kelly, when I was young I found it hard to make friends so I invented a couple of imaginary ones.<br />One day they ganged up together and wouldn't speak to me any more!<br />Seriously though, old boy, one questions how much you <i>need</i> people like that.<br />You know what I say?<br />Let the buggers go! You can never go back to the past, so move on.<br />Every new day is a new beginning. (Oh dear, am I sounding gay as well. Ah well, Kelly, live and let live, eh?)Sir Tom Eagerlynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-45390326913051472262010-05-13T07:41:13.238-06:002010-05-13T07:41:13.238-06:00Kelly,
I'm sorry you're having such a hard...Kelly,<br />I'm sorry you're having such a hard time. Hang in there. Hey, at least your blogging buddies are pretty solid. Right??? Crickets.....<br /><br />Anyway, it might be time to start surrounding yourself with more positive uplifting people. These negative people THE GUYS have coined as Eeyores. You don't need that shit in your life. It's not worth it. And if you're friend is too much of a "blank" to stand up to his wife then screw him. Or just lower your expectations of people. That's damn hard to do because you're a passionate guy. Sorry, now I'm going to start sounding all gay. <br /><br />Later my man!One of The Guyshttp://www.theguysperspective.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-5113653401799136042010-05-13T02:15:34.758-06:002010-05-13T02:15:34.758-06:00This post made me really sad, Kelly. I have always...This post made me really sad, Kelly. I have always loved the charming, funny man you are. Its good to know you're back to that in the end...:)<br /><br />You don't need such friends. Those who don't respect you and care less to even say a Hi. Maybe, things have changed in them and they are no longer those best buddies.<br /><br />There are still many wonderful people around you and I am sure they will have you smiling all the time.<br /><br />And, I will always be there to say a Hello to you. What if those people never visit your Blog? I will be here ever time...:)<br /><br />(Though, the last post was a bit un-commentable in my case)<br />Take care!Mr. Stupidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03260596689348157568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046843553802315058.post-21979378525324108552010-05-12T21:48:01.504-06:002010-05-12T21:48:01.504-06:00Kelly, this was a very brave and self-revealing po...Kelly, this was a very brave and self-revealing post.<br />Incidentally, I have friends who read my blog regularly but never post comments; I don't think it means anything.<br />It's hard to know what happened with your 'northern' freinds. It reads as if someone has spread some untruth about you, possibly out of jealousy.<br />It is often easier to speak to a stranger than someone close to you so I am sure your blogging contacts will be supportive but some people find anything to do with mental health issues embarrassing and may mot comment.<br />It was very generous of you to offer to talk about anyone's 'crap' they are going through when you have your own problems. Good luck and I wish you well.bazzahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794010156639774028noreply@blogger.com