Comments on: Happy Fucking Day - Load of Bullshit http://alabaster.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-fucking-day-load-of-bullshit/ Who cares what I think? I certainly don't, so Why should you? Sun, 12 Oct 2008 05:05:43 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=MU hourly 1 By: vintagefan http://alabaster.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-fucking-day-load-of-bullshit/#comment-6153 vintagefan Thu, 28 Feb 2008 15:53:42 +0000 http://alabaster.wordpress.com/?p=312#comment-6153 Well, he's a sensitive little chap and a great communicator, was always good with relationships so I'm not worried. In fact pretty impressed by his emotional intelligence, or something they call it. It's a rare and pleasant thing to see. Basically uncorrupted by adult shit. Well, he’s a sensitive little chap and a great communicator, was always good with relationships so I’m not worried. In fact pretty impressed by his emotional intelligence, or something they call it. It’s a rare and pleasant thing to see. Basically uncorrupted by adult shit.

]]> By: Alabaster Crippens http://alabaster.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-fucking-day-load-of-bullshit/#comment-6150 Alabaster Crippens Thu, 28 Feb 2008 15:02:44 +0000 http://alabaster.wordpress.com/?p=312#comment-6150 It's harmless probably, but it can be worrisome. I always find it strange that kids that young even understand, but that's mostly because my understanding of relationships at that age was entirely non-existent. Though I did have a patch where I hung out with a group of older girls who apparently thought I was 'cute' and put up with me. I remember deciding that girls were much nicer that smelly boys, and attempting to be accepted as one of them. The root of my gender conflusion? Who knows. It’s harmless probably, but it can be worrisome. I always find it strange that kids that young even understand, but that’s mostly because my understanding of relationships at that age was entirely non-existent. Though I did have a patch where I hung out with a group of older girls who apparently thought I was ‘cute’ and put up with me. I remember deciding that girls were much nicer that smelly boys, and attempting to be accepted as one of them. The root of my gender conflusion? Who knows.

]]> By: vintagefan http://alabaster.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-fucking-day-load-of-bullshit/#comment-6147 vintagefan Mon, 25 Feb 2008 19:01:30 +0000 http://alabaster.wordpress.com/?p=312#comment-6147 Is it cute when an eight-year-old does it? The go-between was his three yr old brother who could only say 'Happy, Happy'. First he sent the card, then chocolate second time around. And he calls her his girlfriend. See, it would worry me if this happened to my eight yr old daughter but right now it's cute. And my nephew's quite harmless. Is it cute when an eight-year-old does it?

The go-between was his three yr old brother who could only say ‘Happy, Happy’. First he sent the card, then chocolate second time around. And he calls her his girlfriend.

See, it would worry me if this happened to my eight yr old daughter but right now it’s cute. And my nephew’s quite harmless.

]]> By: Alabaster Crippens http://alabaster.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-fucking-day-load-of-bullshit/#comment-6141 Alabaster Crippens Fri, 22 Feb 2008 09:08:43 +0000 http://alabaster.wordpress.com/?p=312#comment-6141 It seems all of you are definitely in the right spirit. And when I say love is for all year round, it's even truer when we're talking about love of self. So keep it up y'all. It seems all of you are definitely in the right spirit.

And when I say love is for all year round, it’s even truer when we’re talking about love of self.

So keep it up y’all.

]]> By: thistimethisspace http://alabaster.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-fucking-day-load-of-bullshit/#comment-6139 thistimethisspace Wed, 20 Feb 2008 01:58:19 +0000 http://alabaster.wordpress.com/?p=312#comment-6139 The same thing that queered Christmas has queered Valentine's Day and every other holiday. It's crass commercialism. Having spent 2 weeks or more being bombarded at every turn on radio, in newspapers and in magazines, on TV in magazines and, of course, in blogs to go out and buy, buy, buy - I simply wrote nothing at all in silent protest. I give gifts spontaneously. My friends and family all know better than to pander me with obligatory gifts connected with specific dates. I never ever give them on the expected days. I give them to whomever I please on what ever day I please. And, I wish more people would have enough courage to resist the bullshit advertising and do the same. The same thing that queered Christmas has queered Valentine’s Day and every other holiday. It’s crass commercialism. Having spent 2 weeks or more being bombarded at every turn on radio, in newspapers and in magazines, on TV in magazines and, of course, in blogs to go out and buy, buy, buy - I simply wrote nothing at all in silent protest.

I give gifts spontaneously. My friends and family all know better than to pander me with obligatory gifts connected with specific dates. I never ever give them on the expected days. I give them to whomever I please on what ever day I please. And, I wish more people would have enough courage to resist the bullshit advertising and do the same.

]]> By: crazyasuka http://alabaster.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-fucking-day-load-of-bullshit/#comment-6138 crazyasuka Wed, 20 Feb 2008 01:25:16 +0000 http://alabaster.wordpress.com/?p=312#comment-6138 I did the same than sulz! Maybe it'll become a new tradition for us anti valentines! I don't know how weird all that turned to be in your mind. Enjoy anyway. I did the same than sulz!

Maybe it’ll become a new tradition for us anti valentines!

I don’t know how weird all that turned to be in your mind. Enjoy anyway.

]]> By: sulz http://alabaster.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-fucking-day-load-of-bullshit/#comment-6136 sulz Tue, 19 Feb 2008 02:19:24 +0000 http://alabaster.wordpress.com/?p=312#comment-6136 *hugs back* i spent v day loving myself. :) *hugs back* i spent v day loving myself. :)

]]> By: Alabaster Crippens http://alabaster.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-fucking-day-load-of-bullshit/#comment-6135 Alabaster Crippens Mon, 18 Feb 2008 20:27:19 +0000 http://alabaster.wordpress.com/?p=312#comment-6135 Rowan, I someone buys the cold hearted bitch inside of you some flowers. To be honest, you don't sound cold hearted, you sound much more pro romance than my anti Valentine's day stance, really, you just shield it all in witty repartee (if that's the right word..I'm not sure...I keep thinking it just means meal, but that's just because repas if french for meal...maybe....I'm having enough trouble trying to use my own language right now, dipping into another seems a little outre). Ahem. But thanks for making me laugh, a lot, often. BC, I actually felt a bit bad on the day itself, because I whinged to my friend Denial, about what a load of bollocks it was...whilst clearly grinning my face off (literally, I spent the evening smiling so much you actually couldn't see my chin). See, he was a have not, and I, was overjoyed, because my have (it's hard to talk about relationships, even in the early, light sense of the word, without using possessive, language...I take issue) had finally got back into the country and was visiting, and we came clean to the people we were scared of telling, and nobody tried to eat us or anything, and it's been a lovely weekend, and we've been with each other loads, and its lovely and I'm happy and it's lovely to be happy, and spending time with people who make you happy is lovely especially when they're lovely and you feel lovely being happy with the happy lovely people. Ahem. But yeah. I felt bad because I was describing it as bollocks when I was clearly all 'loved up'. But like I said, it's because that's a feeling, not a greeting card. It's not for one day, its for every day...and I'm still glowing now, even stuck at work with a face full of cathode and a stomach full of hunger. I'll try and calm down a little. But yeah, love doesn't have to be at the expense of other people. You shouldn't glorify in it just to make others feel bad, and Valentine's day can reek of that. So, even days later, carry on loving, not just the obvious loved ones...the partners and the lovers and what not...but also everyone else. The friends, the strangers, the unusual and the special, wherever they are and however you find them. Definite overexercise of the romantic/cornball/cheesy pie muscle here...but what's wrong with that (except for sentiment so cloying it'll probably choke your arteries and lead to heart disease in later life....how ironic). Happy not valentines day year to all of you, lets make it a great 364 (or however many it is) days yeah? Peace and love. Rowan, I someone buys the cold hearted bitch inside of you some flowers.

To be honest, you don’t sound cold hearted, you sound much more pro romance than my anti Valentine’s day stance, really, you just shield it all in witty repartee (if that’s the right word..I’m not sure…I keep thinking it just means meal, but that’s just because repas if french for meal…maybe….I’m having enough trouble trying to use my own language right now, dipping into another seems a little outre).

Ahem. But thanks for making me laugh, a lot, often.

BC,
I actually felt a bit bad on the day itself, because I whinged to my friend Denial, about what a load of bollocks it was…whilst clearly grinning my face off (literally, I spent the evening smiling so much you actually couldn’t see my chin). See, he was a have not, and I, was overjoyed, because my have (it’s hard to talk about relationships, even in the early, light sense of the word, without using possessive, language…I take issue) had finally got back into the country and was visiting, and we came clean to the people we were scared of telling, and nobody tried to eat us or anything, and it’s been a lovely weekend, and we’ve been with each other loads, and its lovely and I’m happy and it’s lovely to be happy, and spending time with people who make you happy is lovely especially when they’re lovely and you feel lovely being happy with the happy lovely people.

Ahem.

But yeah. I felt bad because I was describing it as bollocks when I was clearly all ‘loved up’. But like I said, it’s because that’s a feeling, not a greeting card. It’s not for one day, its for every day…and I’m still glowing now, even stuck at work with a face full of cathode and a stomach full of hunger.

I’ll try and calm down a little.

But yeah, love doesn’t have to be at the expense of other people. You shouldn’t glorify in it just to make others feel bad, and Valentine’s day can reek of that.

So, even days later, carry on loving, not just the obvious loved ones…the partners and the lovers and what not…but also everyone else. The friends, the strangers, the unusual and the special, wherever they are and however you find them.

Definite overexercise of the romantic/cornball/cheesy pie muscle here…but what’s wrong with that (except for sentiment so cloying it’ll probably choke your arteries and lead to heart disease in later life….how ironic).

Happy not valentines day year to all of you, lets make it a great 364 (or however many it is) days yeah?

Peace and love.

]]> By: babychaos http://alabaster.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-fucking-day-load-of-bullshit/#comment-6134 babychaos Mon, 18 Feb 2008 18:19:01 +0000 http://alabaster.wordpress.com/?p=312#comment-6134 "You should do it in tiny ways, wordless ways, grand ways, and huggy ways (especially huggy ways), and you should do it every single time." Bloody spot on. That's how I know Mr BC loves me. If he had to tell me he loved me when Hallmark Cards told him to and I believed he didn't if he... well.. didn't there'd be something pretty severely wrong! We have NOT valentines day, the day after or before... when we remember. Because we think it's just an excuse for the haves - as in a relationship - to gloat over the have nots... well perhaps it's not but that's all it is at school, a big stick for the pretty girls who had loads of boyfriends because they looked nice - even though they were shitty people who made untold people's lives (mine included) a waking nightmare - to beat the rest of us over the head with. Cobblers! Bah humbug! Arse! Cheers BC “You should do it in tiny ways, wordless ways, grand ways, and huggy ways (especially huggy ways), and you should do it every single time.” Bloody spot on. That’s how I know Mr BC loves me. If he had to tell me he loved me when Hallmark Cards told him to and I believed he didn’t if he… well.. didn’t there’d be something pretty severely wrong! We have NOT valentines day, the day after or before… when we remember. Because we think it’s just an excuse for the haves - as in a relationship - to gloat over the have nots… well perhaps it’s not but that’s all it is at school, a big stick for the pretty girls who had loads of boyfriends because they looked nice - even though they were shitty people who made untold people’s lives (mine included) a waking nightmare - to beat the rest of us over the head with.

Cobblers!

Bah humbug!

Arse!

Cheers

BC

]]> By: Happy 45th day of the year « still checking for nits http://alabaster.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-fucking-day-load-of-bullshit/#comment-6132 Happy 45th day of the year « still checking for nits Thu, 14 Feb 2008 13:27:30 +0000 http://alabaster.wordpress.com/?p=312#comment-6132 [...] 45th day of the year DISCLAIM-ERE - what follows is actually a comment I left on Mr Crippens’ [...] [...] 45th day of the year DISCLAIM-ERE - what follows is actually a comment I left on Mr Crippens’ [...]

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