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A Journal of Sorts
"all the lonely people
where do they all come from
all the lonely people
where do they all belong?"
~ Beatles ~
online OCP strikes again... I caught up on ASL... there's some seasonal trolling from other groups and one of the dysfunctional couples have gone into their act again, trying to pull others into it... hope they don't come after me this time but the leader of the pack is the same person who tried to turn one of the email groups upside down with fears of shadows in the dark... when the group didn't bite, all heck broke lose (OCP people hate to be faced with reality) and ultimately two moderators unsubbed (but then re-subbed again as members) and the instigator unsubbed and created her own email group... of course I'm not invited... apparently she's had groups for a while and hasn't told many anyway... starting to sound like the old village people all over again... gotta wonder if it's the same OCP few just changing handles... the scripts are almost identical... a fine madness and distraction from real life...
so anyway, the group seems to be settling back down to being supportive and positive after the OCPD person left and it didn't distract me enough from doing my thing (trying to share positivity and bring people together, haven't you been reading? *wink*)... I created an ASL ICQ List for all the lonely people (wherever we come from)... the regulars may not join since they don't really seem to want to do anything about their loneliness except lament about it in that newsgroup or anywhere they can online... sad that depression and paranoia dominate what should be a social group encouraging sharing and meeting and getting out in the real world... alas, it's their choice... not mine...
call the fire department, the cat's back in the tree
and mother mary's calling, but not for you or me
the man in the moon's laughing, but we're still so lonely
that we can't see or feel anything, and it's all your fault, you see?
maybe they just don't get cable...
