So, I'm wondering. - Page 4

blueerica · 03-10-2005, 07:04 PM

So, I'm wondering why my left foot feels like it's been walking for hours, and my right foot feels fine. I'm wondering if I injured it a while back without really realizing it.

I'm wondering what I'll be having for dinner, or if I'll give up, and not eat dinner.

I'm wondering... Well,.. I'm just wondering.

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Originally Posted by SacTown Chronic

I wonder if drinking some pineapple juice will help my chances tonight.

Perhaps... They usually increase Steve's...

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I wonder if Crystal was joking when she said I could get better odds from MickeyLumbo.

I'd say the odds are always stacked in your favor with Dr. Lickey!

MickeyD · 03-10-2005, 07:08 PM

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Originally Posted by blueerica

I'm wondering what I'll be having for dinner, or if I'll give up, and not eat dinner.

That is the exact same thing I'm wondering....

Tref · 03-10-2005, 07:23 PM

Why can't I have my cake and eat it too? I made the damn thing.

I was wondering if anybody will ever love me for what I am not. Opposed to not being interested in me -- period.

The Bhagavad Gita says that through chanting, we will eventually transcend into the realm of the Spiritual World. What I am wondering is, will we, as spirits, have pockets? And if so, how many pockets? Will the number of pockets our spiritual selfs have be determined by our actions on earth? What will we keep in these pockets? Will these pockets be labled, as with the pockets of Ronald McDonald, who has earned (through chanting) multiple pockets, each marked with the food that lies within?*

I wondering if you are going to finish that sandwich?

Why are there no phones in Heaven?

Why am I here, as opposed to someplace else, that maybe has a little more action going on?

Why does my can of Underwood Chicken Spread have a drawing of Satan on the label? Is it a warning to me not to eat it?

Where do our dreams go when we wake in the morning? And I am refering specifically to the dream where I wake up in a dry bed.

Why do we need mini M&M's? Are people really struggling with the regular sized ones?

Who wrote the Book of Love? No wait, let me rephrase that, who wrote the word, Loser, all over my copy?

Prudence · 03-10-2005, 07:28 PM

I wonder who my advisor is. I wonder what classes I'll take next year and how I'll choose now when I haven't even finished this year. I wonder what my cats are thinking. All the time. I wonder if I'll ever have kids. I wonder where I'll end up working. I wonder how long my cat will live. I wonder what the professor has been saying for the last five minutes. I wonder how much a "crown lengthening" costs. I wonder if I'll lose enough weight before vacation to justify buying new clothes. I wonder if I'll lose *any* weight before vacation. I wonder who will feed the cats while we're on vacation. I wonder how the ancient Egyptians did mummification. I wonder how to translate Linear A. And I wonder, still I wonder, who'll stop the rain?

blueerica · 03-10-2005, 08:01 PM

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Originally Posted by Prudence

I wonder how much a "crown lengthening" costs.

I'm wondering what a "crown lengthening" is...

Cadaverous Pallor · 03-10-2005, 08:24 PM

I wonder about eating beans. And George Wendt. And George Wendt eating beans.

AllyOops! · 03-10-2005, 08:35 PM

I, too, wonder so many of the same thoughts that you are all wondering as well!

I wonder why I live in a constant state of self fear and paranoia. Will I ever be good enough? I've been told I am my own worst enemy, and critic, and I believe that to be absolutely true. Why am I so self conscious? Will I ever have confidence in myself?

Why am I so bashful? It breaks my heart that people often mistake me for being "stuck-up" or "bitchy" when in fact I'm painfully shy. When I open up my mouth to speak, the words seem to lock themselves within the lump forming inside my throat. I freeze, not only around strangers, but even those that are my friends. So please know, if I seem quiet in person, or stay silent, it's not that I don't like or even love you. I'm just very shy.

Why am I trying to be everything to everybody? I jump through every hoop held out for me, like a desperate circus poodle. Why, more then anything, am I living my life for everybody but me? why did it take me so long to realize that epiphany? Why did it take so long for me to grow up? My life is much like an idle car purring in the driveway. Waiting for its passenger, or in this case, its driver, to finally come outside and take the wheel.

I suppose I am asking myself all of these tough questions because I am experiencing a colossal transition lately. A life changing, yet wonderfully fullfilling transition. I am preparing to move, and to a new city. It means embarking on not only a brand new journey, but a whole new life! As excited as I am, I am having lots of little fears. Will I acclamate to my new surroundings? Will I do well? Will I make everybody I love proud? My family? My friends? I hope with all of my heart I have their support, for I really need it. I know deep inside of my heart how very worth it this is. For once, I am doing what I have always wanted, and needed to do.

Because two things are for certain without asking myself why. One, anything worth having is worth working for. Nothing good comes easy, and God never closes a door without opening a window. Secondly, pleasing people and making them happy matters to me more then anything. However, I guess I need to realize that I, too, am part of the "people" and that maybe I need to please me and make me happy. In doing so, I think that might make my loved ones really, really happy. Here's hoping!

Kevy Baby · 03-10-2005, 09:25 PM

I'm wondering if I am going to make it through all 777 posts that I had waiting for me upon log-in this evening

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I'm wondering how long it's going to take for all of the equpiment I need to actually do my job to come in. I'm wondering if anyone actually expects me to get my job done without enough equpiment.

Hasn't it already been mentioned that that is not a problem for the "girthy one"?

€uroMeinke · 03-10-2005, 10:26 PM

I wonder why people feel compelled to answer questions

Name · 03-10-2005, 10:35 PM

I wonder why?

03-10-2005, 07:23 PM	#33
Tref Not Tref Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 2,188	Why can't I have my cake and eat it too? I made the damn thing. I was wondering if anybody will ever love me for what I am not. Opposed to not being interested in me -- period. The Bhagavad Gita says that through chanting, we will eventually transcend into the realm of the Spiritual World. What I am wondering is, will we, as spirits, have pockets? And if so, how many pockets? Will the number of pockets our spiritual selfs have be determined by our actions on earth? What will we keep in these pockets? Will these pockets be labled, as with the pockets of Ronald McDonald, who has earned (through chanting) multiple pockets, each marked with the food that lies within?* I wondering if you are going to finish that sandwich? Why are there no phones in Heaven? Why am I here, as opposed to someplace else, that maybe has a little more action going on? Why does my can of Underwood Chicken Spread have a drawing of Satan on the label? Is it a warning to me not to eat it? Where do our dreams go when we wake in the morning? And I am refering specifically to the dream where I wake up in a dry bed. Why do we need mini M&M's? Are people really struggling with the regular sized ones? Who wrote the Book of Love? No wait, let me rephrase that, who wrote the word, Loser, all over my copy? __________________ Tref3.0 Listen in aural 3-D to Pop's muzak! (New songs added semi-bi-daily) j & j Did you know that Emas eht yltcaxe is exactly the same spelled backwards?! Last edited by Tref : 03-10-2005 at 07:25 PM. Reason: All will be revealed in the Book of Trefology*
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03-10-2005, 07:28 PM	#34
Prudence Beelzeboobs, Esq. Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Gavel - I haz it Posts: 6,287	I wonder who my advisor is. I wonder what classes I'll take next year and how I'll choose now when I haven't even finished this year. I wonder what my cats are thinking. All the time. I wonder if I'll ever have kids. I wonder where I'll end up working. I wonder how long my cat will live. I wonder what the professor has been saying for the last five minutes. I wonder how much a "crown lengthening" costs. I wonder if I'll lose enough weight before vacation to justify buying new clothes. I wonder if I'll lose any weight before vacation. I wonder who will feed the cats while we're on vacation. I wonder how the ancient Egyptians did mummification. I wonder how to translate Linear A. And I wonder, still I wonder, who'll stop the rain? __________________ traguna macoities tracorum satis de
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03-10-2005, 08:24 PM	#36
Cadaverous Pallor ohhhh baby Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Parental Bliss Posts: 12,364	I wonder about eating beans. And George Wendt. And George Wendt eating beans. __________________ The second star to the right shines in the night for you
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03-10-2005, 08:35 PM	#37
AllyOops! It's Peanut Butter Jelly Time!!! Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Introspection Intersection Posts: 1,207	I, too, wonder so many of the same thoughts that you are all wondering as well! I wonder why I live in a constant state of self fear and paranoia. Will I ever be good enough? I've been told I am my own worst enemy, and critic, and I believe that to be absolutely true. Why am I so self conscious? Will I ever have confidence in myself? Why am I so bashful? It breaks my heart that people often mistake me for being "stuck-up" or "bitchy" when in fact I'm painfully shy. When I open up my mouth to speak, the words seem to lock themselves within the lump forming inside my throat. I freeze, not only around strangers, but even those that are my friends. So please know, if I seem quiet in person, or stay silent, it's not that I don't like or even love you. I'm just very shy. Why am I trying to be everything to everybody? I jump through every hoop held out for me, like a desperate circus poodle. Why, more then anything, am I living my life for everybody but me? why did it take me so long to realize that epiphany? Why did it take so long for me to grow up? My life is much like an idle car purring in the driveway. Waiting for its passenger, or in this case, its driver, to finally come outside and take the wheel. I suppose I am asking myself all of these tough questions because I am experiencing a colossal transition lately. A life changing, yet wonderfully fullfilling transition. I am preparing to move, and to a new city. It means embarking on not only a brand new journey, but a whole new life! As excited as I am, I am having lots of little fears. Will I acclamate to my new surroundings? Will I do well? Will I make everybody I love proud? My family? My friends? I hope with all of my heart I have their support, for I really need it. I know deep inside of my heart how very worth it this is. For once, I am doing what I have always wanted, and needed to do. Because two things are for certain without asking myself why. One, anything worth having is worth working for. Nothing good comes easy, and God never closes a door without opening a window. Secondly, pleasing people and making them happy matters to me more then anything. However, I guess I need to realize that I, too, am part of the "people" and that maybe I need to please me and make me happy. In doing so, I think that might make my loved ones really, really happy. Here's hoping!
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03-10-2005, 10:26 PM	#39
€uroMeinke L'Hédoniste Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: A.S.C.O.T. Posts: 8,671	I wonder why people feel compelled to answer questions __________________ I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance. Friedrich Nietzsche
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03-10-2005, 10:35 PM	#40
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