RDT Right Now #1729

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Date: Tue, 15 Oct 2002 03:13:46 -0700
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Really Deep Thoughts Right Now			Volume 02 : Issue #1729

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In this issue:
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  you can have it all...my empire of d  [ Succubus Megan <Abulia@imaterrorist ]
  alice? who the fuck is alice?         [ Succubus Megan <Abulia@imaterrorist ]
  21!!!                                 [ Cyndi S Crawford <cyndi.crawford@ju ]
  a little more nostalgia for the sake  [ Cyndi S Crawford <cyndi.crawford@ju ]
  Re: RDT Right Now #1725               [ "Julie H." <julieh214@hotmail.com> ]
  Just wrong.                           [ "Julie H." <julieh214@hotmail.com> ]



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Date: Sun, 13 Oct 2002 17:05:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: Succubus Megan <Abulia@imaterrorist.com>
To: rdtrn@torithoughts.org
Subject: you can have it all...my empire of dirt

Hola mes amies!

My throat hurts!  Sadness!  I'm sucking on a borrowed coughdrop (<--doesn't
that sound like the weird beginning to some awful poem about love?)  But
then again, maybe I just have poetry on the brain.  This is one I wrote
recently...



Title:  Passengers


You think you're still asleep
But you're not
You're awake
And the feeling of teeth eating the insides of your stomach
Is real
There are monsters inside you

To find them
Look first in the intestines
Sliding down the coils like last summer's water park
Landing in the pelvis where they can poison your children
Should any manage to be born
Just fetuses first
To be given a kiss
With sharp teeth puckered into a smile

Then go into the stomach to see them eat
That's why you're always so empty
They eat at you
Food first
Then skin folds
Climbing up the esophagus
And into your tongue
Where they gather and laugh
At all the things that you say
At all the mistakes that you've uttered

Up in the brain are the clever ones
Who eat bits at a time
Cutting out the sweetest meat with claws
And arranging it in such a way
That the Japanese box lunches hold no comparison

The ones in your brain have low voices
Which reverberate sound
Filled with hisses and whispers
That remind you of what you truly are:
A girl
A bitch
Hurtful and conniving
Godless Faithless Loveless
Doomed to die alone

But where they truly live
Where the monsters in you lie
Is the heart
So that with every beat of the muscle
Every blood cell that passes by
Their influence spreads
Out the mouth
Into your head
Dooming you to nothing
But a life of being a playground
For your hungry passengers
With teeth far sharper than yours




Right now my feet really really hurt from playing DDR (Dance Dance
Revolution) with my friend Yiwei (with Ade watching) yesterday.  Ow...it
hurts to walk, but it was worth it.  DDR is so much fun!  I spent $10
dollars on water alone, it's so sudorific.  But fun.  I just really really
need to stretch right now.

This afternoon, before coming to slippery rock, I went to see 42nd street
with my family.  It's such a bouncy musical!  All the costumes were shiny
and happy and the dances made me want to tap dance and the songs are
sticking in my head like Ade's mythical peanut butter and it was just
great!  Great great great!

But now I have homework to do.  :-(

Sadness.  Alas alas.

...Come and meet those dancing feet!  Where the underworld can meet the
elite!  42nd Street!  (da da da!)  Hear the beat! (tap tap) of dancing
feet!  It's the song I love the melody of!  42nd street!


How Now, Brown Cow?

Megan Christine Auffart

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I never saw a Purple Cow,
I never hope to see one;
But I can tell you anyhow,
I'd rather see than be one!
--- Gelett Burgess (1866-1951)
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Date: Sun, 13 Oct 2002 18:03:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Succubus Megan <Abulia@imaterrorist.com>
To: rdtrn@torithoughts.org
Subject: alice? who the fuck is alice?

Hola mes amies!

I found this on The Onion and thought I'd share it with all of you, as it
amused me greatly!  Hehehe...death!


Title:  Take Advantage Of Our Two-For-One Scott Tissue Special, For One Day
We Will Die



Attention, Food King shoppers: Now in Aisle Four, take advantage of our
two-for-one special on all Scott Tissue and Scott Towel products. Purchase
up to 10 rolls of each. It's just one way you can save big as a valued Food
King shopper. And do it soon, for one day, all will be dark. Then, there
will be no savings, no bargains, only the cold, eternal embrace of Death.

And don't forget that every Tuesday is Double Coupon Tuesday at Food King,
with extra savings on our already-low everyday prices. Small consolation
for the inevitability of being buried under six feet of earth, the worms
burrowing through our eye sockets, our flesh turning to dust in the
pitch-blackness. But still, a fine reason to shop at Food King, no?

Also, be sure to check our Schreiber gourmet cheeses, on sale this week at
$4.99 a pound. Do they really taste different from the bargain-brand
cheeses, or do we fool ourselves into thinking that the higher price
somehow imbues the product with the ineffable virtue of quality? How we
would savor each crumb if the cheese were $100 a pound! How your guests
would flatter you! So fill your cart if it brings you pleasure, but do not
come to me hoping to find meaning in this absurdity.

For the month of October, buy two-liter bottles of all Coca-Cola products
for just 99 cents each. Or, if you prefer, buy Pepsi, RC Cola, or Dr.
Pepper for a little bit more. Or a host of other competing national brands,
for that matter. For at Food King, you have both the power and the burden
of choiceóinescapable choice. From which products to buy to what manner of
payment, to the type of bag in which to carry the items home, choice
torments the Food King shopper at every turn.

And don't miss our special offer on 12-packs of Budweiser beer for $6.99.
You might as well take advantage. Who in this store would deny a helpless
imbecile adrift in a cold, uncaring universe the chance to numb himself
against the fickle whim of time and circumstance? It is all a rehearsal for
the grave.

As if that weren't enough, Food King has everyday low prices on cosmetics
and beauty aids, so there's never been a better time to delude yourself.
Paint your face with blood-colored sludge and pretend you are somehow
something more than a slab of meat temporarily occupying space in this
uncaring world. Smear yourself a mere mote closer to the pretty princess
you fantasized of being as a young girl. Go ahead, transform your crumbling
visage into a ghoulish death mask, all caked-on rouge and clumped mascara.
All existence is a delusion and fantasy, anyway; it does no harm to embrace
it.

My father has been dead 12 years now. He used his last words to curse the
gods for the cancer that had devoured his brain and his bones. Would he be
pleased to know, more than a decade past his death, that 30-gallon Glad
Bags were on sale for $2.69? It is hard to believe such an offer would be a
balm to his soul. But so it is with us all. A hundred years hence, drunken
high-school boys whose grandfathers are not yet born will sit upon my
burial mound drinking illicitly and urinating on my headstone, and how I
might feel about that now will matter not at all.

Our bakery counter has sheet cakes with free custom decorations starting at
$5.99. Mark the passage of time, the birthdays, the anniversariesóthese
annual landmarks mean only that we are one year closer to our inescapable
end. We claim to treasure life so, yet we celebrate each step taken toward
the grave.

Those who missed last week's half-off Cinnamon Toast Crunch promotion, do
not cast blame on yourselves. To live is to fail. Whether you seek to
recapture the unconditional love of the womb or to overcome the unstoppable
forces of entropy, failure is our lot in life. The loftiest of ambitions
are but toys of nature, fleeting soap bubbles for the capricious Fates to
dash upon the rocks for a moment's sport.

I gained my freedom the day I accepted my destiny and took work at the Food
King, where I eke out a meager existence informing faceless rabble of
everyday low prices on butternut squash and K.C. Masterpiece.

So come! Purchase three boxes of Twinings Ceylon Breakfast Tea for the
price of two. Indulge in the city's finest deli counter, purveyor of fine
macaroni salad and unctuous rotisserie chicken. It matters not. The sun
sets on us all. To believe otherwise is the nakedest of folly.

And don't forget: Blue Bonnet tub margarine is on sale for just $1.09
through Saturday.




....Hehehe!  Fun!

How Now, Brown Cow?

Megan Christine Auffart

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I never saw a Purple Cow,
I never hope to see one;
But I can tell you anyhow,
I'd rather see than be one!
--- Gelett Burgess (1866-1951)
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Date: Mon, 14 Oct 2002 00:18:41 -0400
From: Cyndi S Crawford <cyndi.crawford@juno.com>
To: rdtrn@torithoughts.org
Subject: 21!!!

        I love being 21. lol.. I'm sipping on some peppermint schnapps
(did you know there's such thing as ROOT BEER SCHNAPPS???) right now..
and I've realized.. EVERY TIME I HAVE PEPPERMINT SCHNAPPS... at least
ONCE while drinking it.. I SNEEZE!!!! o_O;
        interesting, no?

Sincerely, Cyndi S. Crawford
http://artists.mp3s.com/artists/368/ciara_blaze.html --
http://learntothink0.tripod.com/learntothinkagain/ --
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http://www.platinumcomplication.com/cyndi/ --
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Not. Describe. Myself."

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Date: Mon, 14 Oct 2002 02:58:56 -0400
From: Cyndi S Crawford <cyndi.crawford@juno.com>
To: precious0147@yahoo.com, jcoffman@taurus.oursc.k12.ar.us,
        mjfansreunion@yahoogroups.com, rdtrn@torithoughts.org,
        lyricallacquer@hotmail.com
Subject: a little more nostalgia for the sake of the good ol' days..

        I wanted to pass this on to *everybody* I know, but.. instead I'm
passing it to you guys--Jonnie, Meejay, Roxy, the #mjfans reunion list,
and RDTRN. consider yourselves my most intimate circle of people to share
things with, and read on. :)
        I just wrote this.. and it's almost 3AM as I type this.. *shrug*
lemme know what you think..


CAN YOU REMEMBER?
(written by Cyndi S. Crawford)
October 14, 2002

I just can't seem to place the memory
Of the days of when I used to be so free
But still I try, still I try
Still I try to see

What life means to me
To be happy again
Still I try to be
The one you knew back then

Back when things
Weren't so hard to face
Back when life wasn't
So easy to complicate

Can you remember
Way back when?
We were so young
And we were invincible

Can you remember
The glory of the days
When it wasn't necessary
To spend it all in a haze

Of cigarettes, sex and booze
And blood and pain and anger
And drugs and hate and those
Dreaded responsibilities, and..

I miss the good times
I crave the lost years
So still I try, still I try
To relive them again

I wish I could take back
All of the pain we've faced
Make us all young again
And get to live free forever

But I just can't seem to place the memory
Of the days of when I used to be so free
And I just can't seem to hang onto the
Tattered rags of a life so carefree

Trying to revive the old keepsakes
Of teddy bears and toy dolls
Video games, puzzle kits and
Saturday morning cartoons

I just can't seem to place the memory
Of being so free and happy..
But still I try, still I try
And still I try, still I try..

*END*

© 2002 Cyndi S. Crawford

*shrug* that one pretty much just came and hit me, so I opened my
lyrics.doc file and wrote it down.. hope you liked it. :D

Sincerely, Cyndi S. Crawford
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http://www.platinumcomplication.com/cyndi/ --
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Date: Mon, 14 Oct 2002 08:09:20 -0500
From: "Julie H." <julieh214@hotmail.com>
To: rdtrn@torithoughts.org
Subject: Re: RDT Right Now #1725

10/14/02
8:01 am

Yeah, I think I might be a bit infatuated with him...I understand what you
mean.  If I'm correct...infatuated means a light obsession with someone...I
feel like I'm not infatuated to saying that I like everything about
him...because I definitely don't...there's actually not very many things I
like about him...very few.  But, it's uncontrolable I guess.

Anyways, onto a different subject:

I'm in the school library right now boiling my ass off *WE NEED AIR
CONDITIONER*

I'm so nervous about a play I have to do in English...we were supposed to
make up a play with 4 other people about what teenage life is like
today...but it has to be something we would like to remember...that part
kinda confused me.  Because at first I was thinking that it would have to be
a bowl of cherries - peachie kinda play because we would like to remember
that...but then as I thought later, sometimes the conflicts and hard times
are things that we WOULD like to remember because it helped us get to a
better point...or to that bowl of cherries - peachie ass time.  Well, it's
due tomorrow, and when I thought of this...it was still to late to change
it...anyways, we haven't even rehearsed once!  I think we're gonna do the
play without any rehearsals and that's gonna scare me because I feel it in
my bones that there's going to be a huge mess up and our play is gonna look
like a big pile of shit.  It already does.  It's really short and the scenes
are only like 3 sentences.  ERR...I'm really frustrated about it...I'm going
to talk to my English teacher about it but I think it's probably way too
late now...man, if I could go back in time and change a few things, I
certainly would, including other things in my life.

Ya know, I was just thinkin'...that would be so cool if when I get to
Heaven, I could basically watch my life on a DVD, like sections of my life
and it would be the longest DVD ever, not compared to the others in Heaven
of course.  But I would really like to see things again...not change them,
but see some points in my life again...even the somewhat pointless ones.

50 days away until I see Tori Amos in concert with my brother and his
boyfriend in row 27.  I had hoped for better seats than that but my bro.
says it's a really small arena and we'll be able to see pretty well.

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Date: Mon, 14 Oct 2002 11:04:44 -0500
From: "Julie H." <julieh214@hotmail.com>
To: rdtrn@torithoughts.org
Subject: Just wrong.

10/14/02
11:03 am

Sometimes when I'm typing E-mails in public places I get the feeling that
others are looking over my shoulder reading whatever I write...I think like
right now.

Anyways, I think that everyone has a right to their own privacy when writing
letters and other things like that...

Julie H.
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