Oh, PS, I do feel better than yesterday, not like I don't need that vacation, but it's looking a little brighter in Tang Land.

So now that my stint with Jr. College is over, I am going forward, I am going to talk today about some issues that have recently come up in POV.

Now this whole Star Wars thing, what the hell is that?

I mean I read about it, and I am thinking to myself "this is something out of a bad science fiction novel." I don't understand why we want to make our country incur more debt, to build some super technological set of satelites to protect ourselves. We should sedate those uppity foreigners first. Okay so that was a dumb joke, but honestly, why can't we work on being better diplomats to foreign countries instead of breaking treaties set up with Russia and building technology that has a 3 to 5 ratio for sucess. I think that any time we use the threat of physical violence to bend someone to our ways, we are acting like lowly animals. But then again, if we've already started that, why should we stop here?

So maybe I shouldn't be saying this, but I am so glad for my vacation. I am running away to Riverside, and I am not looking back for another four days. I am sick of people begging for me to let them help me, my mother begging for me to go home, my doctors begging me to stop smoking, my bosses nagging me to smile more. I am so sick of worrying about money, wondering why it dominates life. I am tired of sitting on my ass waiting to learn something in school, waiting to learn something from the same old friends to say something enlightening, going home to the same damn problems with the same person. I just need a break, a drink, and maybe a little friendship-not diluted by anything else.

Tang

Here's the first vote:

From: omitted
To:
Subject: Weird friend email
Date: Mon, 23 Jul 2001 13:28:58 -0700




I say give em the url.

One for the URL.

So one more thing....

I just got the oddest e-mail!! It's from someone who uses AOL. I don't think I know anyone who uses AOL. Here it is.....

> _MeMoRiEs WeRe MaDe FoR a ReAsOn_
> _*ThiNk AbOuT WhAt MaDe TheM*_
> _AnD DoNt LeT ThAt ReAsOn Go_
>
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> You might be best friends one year,
>

> pretty good friends the next year,
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> don't talk that often the next year,
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> and don't want to talk at all the year after that.
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> So, I just wanted to say,
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> even if I never talk to you again in my life,
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> you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life,
>
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> I look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish you.
>
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> Send this to all your friends,
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> no matter how often you talk,
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>
> or how close you are,
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> and send it to the person who sent it to you.
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> Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them,
>
>
>and tell new friends you never will
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> Remember, everyone needs a friend,
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> someday you might feel like you have NO FRIENDS at all,
>
> just remember this e-mail
>
> *~I Love all you guys so much~*

Who is this? Why am I feeling sentimental value towards someone who I don't even know anymore, or at least their e mail.

And what's more, when I hit "reply" to ask " who are you" it said

Tang

Remember: I can always kick yo' booty. HA!!

I mean, this was in my PERSONAL e-mail...So here it is, the challenge. For everyone who reads this, devoted following of five, I want you to e-mail me and let me know what I should do. It'll be a democratic system. You e-mail me with the option you like best, I will post those e-mails, and we will see what happens from there.

SHOULD I

1. Send him or her an e-mail asking who they are and how they knew me?

2. Send them this URL?

3. Send this e-mail to all of my old friends and see if I get a response from the same address?

4. Or you can come up with your own option, and if I like it, I will post it and go forward from there. I will keep you all updated on this.

E-MAIL ME @ aerebella@yahoo.com

Love Tang

So I cannot hide how amazingly excited I am this week. The build up is killing me!!!!

My best friend is coming home from Germany. Not only that, he will be home in about ten days! When I go to his website, I get all sad and sentimental. I haven't seen him in almost ten months or so...maybe nine. This is making me want to go off the wall crazy.

So more wierd shit, I had an interesting time at work last week. I have this co-worker who knows like everything. There was this one time where I got really upset at work and went outside to vent, and was crying, and he knew before anyone did. I hadn't even seen him that day yet, and he knew. I was flabbergasted. Every time I see him at work, we have a cigarette, and he tells me everything that's happened, and all I can say is "when the hell did that happen." I mean, he can tell me about my department, and what happens there better than I could.

I think I am just going to call him "Deep Throat."

Well the talks with Deep Throat are disturbing. He makes me realize that in this world, it is all about who you know.

Now I am off that tangent. I want to RANT about my friend, we will just call her Leather. Well, Leather blew me off last night, and what for? A MAN!!! I am starting to formulate a theory that single women after the age of twenty-one are just about as desperate as men. Here's how the theory works:

1. From ages 13-18 these chronically single women(CSW) believe that they just haven't been in the right places to meet men. So they wait until they are 18 and old enough to enter one of those 18+ night clubs.

Now this is where most well adjusted women can meet an older drunk and have(not matter how bad) a relationship

2. From ages 18-20 the CSW tries desperately to meet someone, someone who doesn't pick up and leave at four the next morning, with the remnants of last night's booze. After this frequently fails along with a few long distance relationships and internet affairs, the CSW realizes that she cannot acomplish her goals unless she and the rest of the crowd are sufficiently drunk. So she eagerly awaits that 21st birthday.

3. From ages 21-30 the CSW tries these clubs frequently, and having no luck, begins to throw herself at men. A large closet full of Rayon shirts and heeled shoes can only promote this stage. She will tell her friends that she just can't find the right guy, but we know that when opprotunity knocks, she will push away Mr. Nice and settle for Mr. Cool and Gone Tommorow.

4. Ages 30+ who knows what will happen to the CSW? I don't know. Maybe she will become co-author of CATHY, maybe not. Maybe she will become a White House Intern, maybe not. All I know is that a CSW will blow you off anytime a dumb stick turns her way.

This is the unfortunate existance of Leather.

Leather, if you ever read this, remember who your friends are. They'll stay longer than 4:00am.