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I THINK--NO, I KNOW--I HATE PEOPLE.
SO WHY AM I DOING SOCIAL PSYCHOLOGY?

I have this little problem called foot-in-mouth disease. If I need to talk, I'll come here and I'll blab away about whatever is bothering me---not always, just sometimes---and I USUALLY set things to private so that anyone/anything I might slam or rave about is perfectly safe. Kinda had to learn this the hard way last year, with a guy and his psycho girlfriend.

You're still my friend (whoever you are), but it's just safer for you to not read what I write about when I'm

a) stoned
b) drunk
c) pissed off
d) horny
e) well-satiated by one of my lovers
f) any other highly emotional time when I might not be discriminate about my words.

Other than that? Love you. This place is just one big toy for me, right now. Nothing more, nothing less. If you take it seriously, you have my sympathies...you're obviously a sad sack of shit who needs to remember one thing about life:

God is a comedian playing to an audience who's afraid to laugh.

Now, for something completely different!

I'm a student and a parent and a writer. My real name is Echo. I was born twelve years too late, I think.
I have a few books in print and I'm working towards my doctorate in Sociology and Psychology. My areas of research are Family Dynamics, Gender, and Religion. I specialize in Ancient Civilizations *and* Gender Schemata/Aschemata.
I'll still be in school when my oldest kid reaches college or when the Mayan calendar ends---whichever comes first. But, that's okay, because school is a safe haven.
I have no idea how I managed to survive in this ignorant world before I started university. how did I ever manage to dumb down my thoughts for the average joe and jane? I don't miss Wal-Mart or Amazon.com.
now, I'm able to lift myself up out of the quagmire and hold discourse with people who actually 'get' me. why are all my favorite people so much older or really, really younger than me?
I think I'm giving up on love. After all, it's given me way too much pain, so far. An ex-husband I despise, an ex-wife I still mourn, and a guy friend who loves me and throws off all the right signals---but who seems to be blind to the fact of how he's throwing signals. the fact that he's married doesn't help anything.

don't get me started on girlfriends who go back to their husbands/significant others after an abusive situation...after I've busted my heart and my head and my back trying to help them. they suck most of all. it's even better when they divorce said significant other and STILL LIVE WITH THEM, preferring their sexual/emotional company to yours. 'But, I still luv you...' she says. Ah. Well, then, that changes EVERYTHING, doesn't it? sheesh.

You know what? Fuck love.

A girl buddy of mine recently told me, on the long drive up the Wal-Mart parking lot, that I should just get over it and go to the club, find myself some star-struck little college girl who's obviously looking for her first bi-experience, and 'beat it' like an Iraqi prisoner.

Offended yet? LOL. If you know me at all, then you know there's no reason to be offended. I'm more than Islam-friendly and anyone who has ever read any of my novels KNOWS that.
Yet...I think Jasmin might have a point about getting over the love/sex thing.

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