I wonder
 

I wonder how long before this energy drink buzz wears off.
I wonder how many times the average professional baseball player throws a baseball in their lifetime.
I wonder, who has publishing rights to the book of love?
I wonder if I'll be at this company for more than 5 years. 10?
I wonder about Tony, where he could be, who he is with, what is he thinking, is he thinking of me, and whether he'll ever return some day.

I wonder what will happen next
I wonder how much control I really have
I wonder if I'm going about it in the right way
I wonder how much of the world I will really see
I wonder if I'll ever figure out what it is I really want
I wonder if I do, will it make a difference

I wonder if I really could have been someone else.
I wonder how many alternate choices I could make and still be "me".
I wonder if anything is really ever knowable. Seems 99% of what we "know" is past experience cobbled together with assumptions.
I wonder if I can get my husband addicted to energy drinks so he'll wonder as often as I do.
I wonder if it's my wondering temperment that makes me neurotic...or vice versa....or if I'm actually neurotic or not.
I wonder if "neurotic" is a word I should be carelessly throwing about.
I wonder how long I could continue this train of thought if I had infinite time.

I wonder how long this thread will get.

I wonder if "Tony" is the reason they call GD the gayest straight man. Perhaps he's just the straightest gay man? :p

I wonder when Ally will stop obsessing over has been TV stars.

I wonder when I'll grow up.

I wonder why someone would want to.

I wonder if my daughter will love going to camp like I did.
I wonder if we will drive the truck or car this weekend to the coast.
I wonder if I will get off before 7 tonight.
I wonder how many times I say please stop in a day.

Not really deep thoughts today.

I wonder how many LoT readers are fans of Kids in the Hall.

I can think of at least one.

I wonder, if we let Munchkin hang out on our balcony, will he try to chew through our bicycle tires?
I wonder how many people only pretend to like me.
I wonder if my secrets are as well kept as I thiink (or, rather, I wonder if they're as poorly kept as I suspect)
I wonder what people think I'm referring to.
I wonder, how do I work this? Where is that large automobile?

I wonder why they put someone without a firm grasp of the English language in charge of our Intranet
I wonder why I keep getting headaches
I wonder if they-who-know-who-they-are will post that thing
I wonder what I am going to do for the 4th of July
I wonder why I can't go home since I have nothing to do today
I wonder why people have high expectations for something that is free.

I wonder if I will regret my career decision.
I wonder how I will keep my sanity until the Main library opens.
I wonder if I can get annoyed enough to actually take classes again.

hmm...

I wonder if I'm in as much trouble as my paranoia says I am.
I wonder how long the human body can actually survive on a diet of coffee, nicotine and beef jerky.
I wonder if maybe I shouldn't wonder so much.

I wonder how long before the medication I accidentally took wears off.

This morning was extremely stressful. I had about 5 problems going simultaneously (mostly work-related) and also had a major headache. My mind was going a hundred miles an hour.

So, Matthew asks me I could bring him one of his pills (he takes an anti-depressant). I do so and then get a phone call. I sit the bottle of pills on the counter in the bathroom and walk away, and while still talking, I'm reminded of how bad my head hurts and I walk back into the bathroom, meaning to take two aspirin. Except that I absent-mindedly pick up his pill bottle and proceed to take two of his pills. By the time I realized what I had done, it was too late.

I didn't feel anything for hours but now I am all anxious and almost speedy. I don't think it is anything to necessarily worry about and I know it will wear off in a while but I'm really antsy and I don't like it. I tried working but came home. I tried sleeping it off but can't get to sleep. I tried reading and couldn't focus. So, I'm sort of just sitting here watching tv and wondering how much of this feeling is real and how much of it is in my head, simply because I know I took the pills. I swear, I feel like a moron for doing it but it's a little late to do much about it.

So, I wonder how long this **** lasts. :rolleyes:

I'm also wondering about another 1000 or so things right now but I think I'll refrain from sharing until I'm out of my stupor. :)

I am the most recent person to post drug induced rantings. That was three months ago. I am wanting someone else to do it now. Please post, MBC.

On a serious note, that is scary to take something like that when it isn't needed. Messes with you brain chemistry. I hope it clears the system quickly.

I don't think a couple of pills will do any damage. It takes something like 6 weeks to work its way into the system and even then you have to take it everyday. There could be complications if MBC is allergic to the meds or it mixes with something else he's on or if he drinks alcohol...

I think it takes 6 weeks to normalize the brain chemistry of someone who needs their brain chemistry adjusted. On someone with brain chemistry in balance, I am not exactly sure what to expect. And he took double the dosage. Not to try to freak him out or anything. I'm sure it will clear, but I am also certain that his symptomology is not being imagined.

I'm afraid I'll start typing like NA. ;)


Yeah, me too. I wish I could say I was enjoying the altered state but out of all of the drugs I've taken in my day, I must say this is on the bottom of the list.

So, lets see...

I wonder if this lottery ticket will win so I can book a month at the Grand Cal while I plan.

I wonder if the adorable kitty that lives in the apartment above us will fall out of the screen it is pushing against so I can save her, then steal her. :evil:

I wonder if CP will add another topic to the inspiration thread.

I wonder if GC, or anyone else for that matter, will ever top his "Peanuts" post.

I wonder if we could all get along in an artists commune.

I wonder if the dems can pull their head out of their ass in time.

I wonder how the bunny is doing and what wire he is chewing through right now.

I wonder if I would feel better if I just hopped around and chewed some stuff.

I wonder if I should have skipped the large coffee this morning.

I wonder how scaeagles sphincter is holding up.

Yeah, I'm not too worried about it. I checked the site of the drug (Lexapro) pretty extensively and didn't find anything too alarming. I also don't have any drug allergies that I'm aware of. And although a glass of wine might calm my nerves a bit, I'm not about to introduce another substance into my system. I didn't even take the damn aspirin. :)

Still, I'm going to refrain from driving until tomorrow. I don't want to get somewhere, only to find that I don't feel comfortable driving home. Everything can wait until tomorrow.

Awwww Cuddly bear... that's the sweetest thing you've ever said about MBC;)

Quite well, thank you. No problems since the surgery. My post-surgical occassional bad day is like my pre-surgical occassional good day used to be.

Quite thankful for it, really.

That's great news!

You're not expecting more surgery, are you?

I wonder when I'll ever get to a Lashbear LOT Meet.

I wonder if anyone will ever come to Oz and visit.

I wonder when I should change that battery in the alarm clock.

Thanks. And no, not expecting any more. May have to have an outpatient procedure in a couple months which is common (to stretch the esophagus, as healing will cause shrinkage - I was told this pre surgery).

Outlook is pretty good, although studies are limited. The only long term study ever done could only find 51 people in the world who have had my surgery over 10 years ago, and 48 have had no problems.

As it is incurable, I still have days when I spasm up. That's all I was referring to.

D'oh! Call me if you need anything! I'll be around tonight.

Oh well Im the type of guy who will never settle down
Where pretty girls are well, you know that Im around
I kiss em and I loveem cause to me theyre all the same
I hug em and I squeeze em they dont even know my name
They call me the wanderer yeah the wanderer
I roam around around around...


oh...........wonder....nevermind

I've been told that if you touch the battery to your tongue, the strength of the shock you feel is an indication of how much life is left in the battery. Granted, this was told to me by a crazy person, and since I have no interest in subjecting myself to mild electrical shocks of any degree, I will be forever ignorant of whether this was a joke or not.

If you want to try it, go ahead. Let me know if it works.

I wonder why my sister has to be so reptilian.

I wonder why I'm not interested in any of these 9 recently purchased DVDs enough to watch them.

I can probably do the esophagal stretching for a much more reasonable price if you are shopping around.

I Wonder whether I really should have done that.........

Obviously, this (practically) only works with 9 volt batteries (although I would like to meet the person who could get their tounge to touch both the positive and negative terminals on a "D" cell battery).

The jolt isn't too bad - mostly startling. And you have to have a fair amount of experience to know the difference between the jolt from a good or bad battery.

And never stick your tongue in a wall socket to see if it is working.

Well, I thought lashbear was talking about putting a 9V in his alarm clock in another thread, so I assumed he was referring to a 9V.

I accidentally had my finger on the metal part of the plug while plugging in an electrix mixer once. So, been there, done that.

I wonder why people think those hand buzzers are funny?

I wonder if any good wooden rollercoasters will ever be built in Southern California again...

I wonder why I didn't switch to Linux sooner

I wonder if the neighbors mind that I changed my porchlight to a red light?

I wonder if I'll ever be satisfied with my work.
I wonder if I'll ever stop doubting myself.
I wonder if I'll ever actually use the giant stockpile of fabric upstairs.

I wonder if I will one day recognize that the internet makes me an unproductive human being....and then decide to quit it.

Of course, I have a million other bad habits that I've "quit" many times over.

Wash your mouth out !!!!

I beat the internet - the end boss was really tough, but the ending cutscene was lame...

Can you beat the $20 copay? Of course, I'm willing to bet you'd do it for free just to be a nice guy.

I wonder why I can't think of anything I wonder about.

AAA battery + 3 inches of wire = shock.

9v on the tongue vs. 120v from the wall...no comparison. 9v is a little sting on the tongue. Line power is leg twitching madness.

I wonder how much nerve damage that did.

I wonder what you can touch your tongue to to find out how much life is left in your body.

I wonder if Tracilicious intended this to sound as erotic as I took it

Well, in that case I think it would be touching your tongue to someone else's body. Unless you're really really good at yoga or something.

I was wondering if perhaps the batteries are measuring our power and not vice versa.

I wonder if there is a sentence one could post on LoT that can't be taken as a double entendre.

I wonder if Euro will ever watch Defenders.

I wonder how to stick my found art together.

I wonder how early I can leave on my last day here...I've done everything.

I wonder how we ever accepted VHS tapes as good quality. I watched a "Masterpiece Collection" VHS of Mary Poppins and the print is dirty and dark, while the sound is muddled. I guess it's better than a rented 70's projector on a white wall in your living room.

Of course you'll use it. And more!

Logic would dictate, then, that you must buy more fabric.

Not Helping! :mad: :p

I wonder if fabric.com has linen on sale yet...

I wonder if I'm the only one who types "liverjournal" every freaking time!

Hi Honey, what's for dinner?

Sorry, it's Chopped Liverjournal again.

:D