Sometimes I pretend...
 

...sometimes, I pretend that I am way more important than i am. I think I am an artist. That always cracks me up, coz, honey, I am NO artist.

But, I wish I was. I also wish I was a JAP.

What do you wish?

I wish I could do more of the things I like, and like more of the things I do...

I wish I was studly, and good looking instead of smart and ugly.

Sometimes I wish that I had an eyeball on the end of my index finger. That's only sometimes though.

As in "AHA! I knew there was a nose goblin in there"?

For seeing "around corners" and within enclosed areas that are not my nose.

Or any other parts for that matter. :blush:

I wish I could slow down or speed up time. When I want it to go slow, it goes fast and you know the rest.

Slow down or speed up would be incredible. Just think what you could do if you had the ability to **STOP** time on demand though.

That's what I want, The Girl, the Gold Watch and Everything .

Thought so, but it's snot. :redface:

fantastic powers aside... just a life less frightening.

although... anything involving a secret lair would be a good start.

I have spy and mercenary fantasties on occasion ... not that that wasn't obvious.

I wish for decent sleep.

I wish for the ability to bring people back from the dead......

I believe Stephen King had a warning about that...Pet Semetery, anyone?

Hell with that...I use Jesus as my example. Sheesh, bring one damn dead guy back from the dead, and look what a frigging fuss people have made over him.

I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller, I wish I had a girl who looked good I would call her, I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat and a '64 Impala.

Coincidentally, I heard an interesting statistic along those lines the other day: there are actually 8 resurrections described in the Bible, and Jesus only performed three of them. Don't know whether his own counts as one he "performed" or not though.

...sometimes, as an escape, I pretend that I am some one else.

Mary did it ;)

Sometimes I pretend that I'm relevant.

Sometimes I pretend that I'm interesting :D

Sometimes I pretend that I'm not annoying. :lol:

[i] Sometimes I pretend that I'm relevant.[\I]

[b]in the grand sceme of things we ALL are [\B]

[i] Sometimes I pretend that I'm interesting[\I]

[b]Well I would sit and have a beer with you and hear your tales ( for what it's worth )[\B]

Sometimes I pretend that I'm not annoying.

[b]Then you wouldn't be SLANG !!! :lol:[\B]

Well THAT didn't work out well !!!!!!


For me sometimes I pretend that My opinion counts !!

But most of the time I just have to deal with the shit that I am delt :(

Sometimes I pretend that I'm drinking a beer.

No wait, sometimes I wish I was drinking a beer, sorry.

Thanks Zip.

...sometimes, I pretend that I am way less important than i am.

As if I never worked F/T at 5 pre-product early-stage companies. As if I never started my own company and sold it. As if I haven't been working in my niche market longer than anyone in the world. As if I didn't spend several years building and deploying a product that my new employer hopes to compete with.

Otherwise, I might interfere with people doing their jobs. Jumping in on every conversation is too tempting. Pretend....put the headphones on for a while....

Me too. I wish I was a JAP, just for a day, then, going back to normal.

All that glittery makeup, being High Maintenance. And a JAP name like, Fern or Diamond. :lol:

That makes you sucessful not important.
Try ordering somebody elses dog around. :comp1:

Smart feller.

I'm in a strange situation at work. I had a falling out with the CEO of my ex-employer; the new company hired me as a contractor right away and is figuring out a F/T position for me. I might be an individual contributor, or might be the Software Director of the engineering managers. My case for directorship is that I have more experience with what they building than anyone else. It's an all-star company, so one has to make a strong case.

Just show up dressed as a woman , , high heels , fake boobs and all that will set them streight ( ???? )

Thanks for not overshadowing us all. There's no doubt that my personal cummulative life experience and financial success is of no significance but I meet people every day that try their damnest to try to show me how smart they are and how important they are not by what they mean to others but how they go on and on and on about how great they are in one way or another.

It gets old quick.

It does sound like you've got many interesting experiences and a lot of information to contribue and I look forward to having us all at the Cellar believe that you are indeed important for the friends you make here, your opinion and suggestions on a wide variety of topics.

Some times I wish I was the King of the world, but then I remember that I am Emperor of the Knowen Universe.

Aging has never bothered me. But having had my three score & ten,(plus a couple more), I'm not so chuffed with it.
I ain't wiser. Far from it.
I wanna reverse he whole procedure.
:sniff:

Sometimes I pretend that I actually have my shit together and know where I put it.

The last time I did that I got fired. Three of us dressed up as one of the other girls at work. One of the others got fired too. The Mavericks don't last at that company.

No, I need a fresh start at this new place.

Well, you haven't been following my sporadic history here (no reason for you to). I do have some friends and acquantances here, I've been supportive and have gotten advice and support, on a very limited number of topics.

When did this become a contest? Besides, I'm sure by the time you are 50 you will have some significant items on your resume.

That's kind of the point of my story. Instead of jumping in on every conversation, voicing my opinion on everything I hear, I put on my head phones and go back to coding.

It's hard for a company to integrate a new senior person. I've seen so many of them come in and on their first day imply to everyone that they're doing a bad job, and he's going to save our sorry asses.

At my new job, I always say people are making good decisions, and instead of making suggestions, I confirm the good suggestions that people offer.

Yet, I also must show expertise and enough leadership to get a F/T job there.

Fair enough. My oversight. Sorry to come across harsh.

I like to pretend to be a cat. My cat always gets excited when I do this and has become friendlier as a result. Sometimes I try to block out all the signs and buildings and power lines and pretend I can see the world around me the way it was before all the people cluttered it up. I also pretend I am performing for an audience when I practice but I don't think it will help me be any less nervous when the time comes to do it for real.

Telling Lies
 

"Outdoor Cinema on the Pont Neuf with movies projected onto the Seine. Tickets include foot passage over the bridge. Clement weather only, April through October. Viewing times dependent upon sunset and smoothness of the river. Well known for continuous screenings of Orpheaus. Bring your own chair.

The Pont Neuf cinema became an historical edifice when one night's screening slipped away from the projector and started to flow gently down the Seine. The audience, without hesitation, leapt up and ran along the embankment so as not to miss a moment of the movie's journey downriver.

A pillow on our visible bed. The fish looks into the dream, the pillow turns into a miniature air mattress and floats down the Seine, with a doll as passenger. It just so happens the Pont Neuf cinema is showing a midnight series, and the doll floats into one of the movies ad finds what she's looking for: a stolen watch in Les Enfants du Paradis."

http://www.thesilverimage.co.uk/thumbs/seine_thumb.jpg

I occasionally practice my witty banter to be used when I appear on The Tonight Show in conjunction with publication of my brilliant and successful novel.

right now i wish my puppy would quit rolling in things he shouldn't!:thepain3:

Argh, yea, our 120 lb dog sometimes comes inside smelling "fragrant". We send her right outside and take her to Pet Club for a quick wash. Summertime, we just hose her down in the backyard.

With no context, I'm sure that post made me sound like a serious primmadonna. No Harm, no foul.

It probably helped to write it down, because yesterday I met privately with one of the Technical Directors about doing the Director of Engineering gig instead of indivdual contributor. That would mean instead of reporting to him, he would report to me. We agreed to think about it for a few days.

Tomorrow I will probably meet with each of the other Technical Directors about this idea. My proposal is to defer the position of VP of Engineering for a year and let me do the Director of Engineering thing. I believe I can build a consensus for this, especially since they have rejected so may VPE candidates. It's hard to hire your own boss. So, I figure they might want to live with the devil they know (me) than the one they don't. It helps that I have a CS PhD and 10 more years of experience than any of them. And, I'm not a devil at all, but a consensus builder.

The whole thing is trickly, no matter how you slice it.

Please allow me just one moment to dream of the pure joy that would bring me within my own world here. Having the situations reversed at any one of the places that I've worked at.

:love: :love: :love: :love:


Ok, thanks.

my imaginary blog entry for today:

i have done a lot of soul searching today. i read my earlier entry, and realized that i am suffering from a form of melancholy. i went to the library and checked out some self-help books. the librarian was checking me out. he thinks i’m hot. i could tell by the way his hand shook as he handed me back my library card. i have that affect on men and small animals. at any rate, after checking out my books, i waited outside for him. i hid in the bushes, and followed him home to make sure he was not being followed by some lunatic. i know where he lives now, i will have to drop in sometime to chat.

i have only read a few chapters of the book entitled “I’m Okay and You’re Okay.“ it put things into perspective for me. it made me realize, despite my insanity, i can do anything i put my mind to. the United Galactic Council can piss off. i will achieve liberation, and my soul WILL be transmitted to the universal fax network mother. nothing will stand in my way. i am in control of my destiny. Not my mother, my dog nor my fear.

There's definitely something of the Phtrethnog, of the race of Drarth that dwells upon the planet Snagell 3 in the constellation Kryngax about you, my dear....

merci. . . . je pense :o

*brews fresh pot of harrar for reading sustenance. . . links to thread*

I too think I could be an an artist. Well lots of my family can paint so I bought a chinease paint brush kit. I love making bamboo.....and more bamboo....oh and all in the same color too:P

More than a wish. I will probably take a watercolor class one day. Watercolor is vauge and you don't have to worry about lines.

I wish for alot of things:

I would go to 'Orleans and clean up if I had expendable cash.

Play an instrument too.

I wish i was a better person sometimes...

But then i get told how great i am, and i forget it :P

I wish the prefered posting rules would have been posted.Then I could pretend I was cool too.

Then you would be pretending just like everyone else is.;)

I am going to be honest and admit that sometimes, when I am jacking off to porno, I wish I was a dude that made porno movies. But really, I am very happy with my marriage and my life in general, and my wife is always super-horny (and half-Brazillian).

Sometimes I pretend, and hold my head up high, act like I got all my ish together, and that I know who I am, what I want and where I'm going, when on the inside none of those things are true.

Other times those things really are true and I pretend like I'm a glow worm. A glow worm's never glum. 'Cause how can you be grumpy when the sun shines out your bum?

left or right half? top or bottom half? the visual on this one is an interesting puzzle.

BigV! Sup, dude.

I sometimes pretend I'm talking on the cell phone when I'm not. It's a hideous display of self-consciousness that only seems to happen if I'm alone in a big city.

I know some of you do it too, stop looking at me like that.


And I share wolf's dreams of mercdom and spyingness.

What is mercdom and spyingness?

States of being involving sneakiness and shooting people in the face.

Ah. Yes, I too want to do that. Especially the 'shooting people in the face' part.

Me too!! Maybe we should start a "Who do we want to shoot in the face" thread!

Bottom half. That's how you can tell.