gramps wrote:You forgot the book "Where the Red Fern Grows." I definitely cried the first time I read that one. Whether manly or not, I admit it, or...maybe it was raining that evening in my bed at 12:00 at night?
OMG! Totally! Old Dan and Little Ann.....argh....I think it's getting dusty again. *sigh*
"Whatever appears to be against the Book of Mormon is going to be overturned at some time in the future. So we can be pretty open minded."-charity 3/7/07
mormonmistress wrote:All real men cry, but I think if my man cried over a tv soap, I'd seriously wonder if he was gay. Is ET any different? ;)
Yes ET is different!
"Whatever appears to be against the Book of Mormon is going to be overturned at some time in the future. So we can be pretty open minded."-charity 3/7/07
Blixa wrote:I'm not a man, but I just teared up at gramp's citing even the title of "Where the Red Fern Grows."
I think it can be amazingly moving to see a man cry. It can just melt me to even see a guy's eyes get a bit red and watery. I don't mean any and all guys. But if you care about someone a little bit and you see that---well it can just push me over the edge into emotional freefall.
Well, come to Dresden and watch two of us cry: my puppy, because my girlfriend just left back to Munich, and me because my girlfriend just left back to Munich, and I don't know if this relationship exists anymore.
I didn't tell the dog yet. That would be a disaster.
I detest my loose style and my libertine sentiments. I thank God, who has removed from my eyes the veil... Adrian Beverland
Oh gramps! This has been such a crying season. I didn't know even had the amount of tears in me that I've cried this week (death of my beloved grandmother and true mother--a death that was exactly right and painfree, btw---and the attending family BS that has driven me to contemplate both murder and suicide).
Being in Utah nearly two months has been an extremely strange experience--beyond my expectation and I expected it to be difficult and strange. I've been, I don't know how to describe it, feeling entirely new emotions, maybe. Why does the world have to be such an overwhelming beautiful and overwhelming painful place?
Anyway, find me a job in Dresden and I'm there. I even have a potential project dealing with german history that I want to write with my Finnish friend, Taru. We'll move in with you, ok?
From the Ernest L. Wilkinson Diaries: "ELW dreams he's spattered w/ grease. Hundreds steal his greasy pants."
Blixa wrote:I'm not a man, but I just teared up at gramp's citing even the title of "Where the Red Fern Grows."
I think it can be amazingly moving to see a man cry. It can just melt me to even see a guy's eyes get a bit red and watery. I don't mean any and all guys. But if you care about someone a little bit and you see that---well it can just push me over the edge into emotional freefall.
Well, come to Dresden and watch two of us cry: my puppy, because my girlfriend just left back to Munich, and me because my girlfriend just left back to Munich, and I don't know if this relationship exists anymore.
I didn't tell the dog yet. That would be a disaster.
Blixa wrote:Oh gramps! This has been such a crying season. I didn't know even had the amount of tears in me that I've cried this week (death of my beloved grandmother and true mother--a death that was exactly right and painfree, btw---and the attending family BS that has driven me to contemplate both murder and suicide).
Being in Utah nearly two months has been an extremely strange experience--beyond my expectation and I expected it to be difficult and strange. I've been, I don't know how to describe it, feeling entirely new emotions, maybe. Why does the world have to be such an overwhelming beautiful and overwhelming painful place?
Anyway, find me a job in Dresden and I'm there. I even have a potential project dealing with german history that I want to write with my Finnish friend, Taru. We'll move in with you, ok?
Life is overwhelming, isn't it? Sorry yours is right now.
Blixa wrote:I'm not a man, but I just teared up at gramp's citing even the title of "Where the Red Fern Grows."
I think it can be amazingly moving to see a man cry. It can just melt me to even see a guy's eyes get a bit red and watery. I don't mean any and all guys. But if you care about someone a little bit and you see that---well it can just push me over the edge into emotional freefall.
Well, come to Dresden and watch two of us cry: my puppy, because my girlfriend just left back to Munich, and me because my girlfriend just left back to Munich, and I don't know if this relationship exists anymore.
I didn't tell the dog yet. That would be a disaster.
I'm sorry gramps! Will there be a custody battle over the pup?
"Whatever appears to be against the Book of Mormon is going to be overturned at some time in the future. So we can be pretty open minded."-charity 3/7/07
Blixa wrote:Oh gramps! This has been such a crying season. I didn't know even had the amount of tears in me that I've cried this week (death of my beloved grandmother and true mother--a death that was exactly right and painfree, btw---and the attending family BS that has driven me to contemplate both murder and suicide).
Being in Utah nearly two months has been an extremely strange experience--beyond my expectation and I expected it to be difficult and strange. I've been, I don't know how to describe it, feeling entirely new emotions, maybe. Why does the world have to be such an overwhelming beautiful and overwhelming painful place?
Anyway, find me a job in Dresden and I'm there. I even have a potential project dealing with german history that I want to write with my Finnish friend, Taru. We'll move in with you, ok?
You are on! I have room and there is a university here. I bet you could get a job no problem.
And definitely if you are here doing research, I would be offended if you didn't stop in, take off your shoes and stay a while!
Really!
And I am truly sorry for your loss at this time. It's not fun I know. And my little problems are nothing to that. Thanks for the post. I do appreciate it!
I detest my loose style and my libertine sentiments. I thank God, who has removed from my eyes the veil... Adrian Beverland
Blixa wrote:I'm not a man, but I just teared up at gramp's citing even the title of "Where the Red Fern Grows."
I think it can be amazingly moving to see a man cry. It can just melt me to even see a guy's eyes get a bit red and watery. I don't mean any and all guys. But if you care about someone a little bit and you see that---well it can just push me over the edge into emotional freefall.
Well, come to Dresden and watch two of us cry: my puppy, because my girlfriend just left back to Munich, and me because my girlfriend just left back to Munich, and I don't know if this relationship exists anymore.
I didn't tell the dog yet. That would be a disaster.
Oh! Oh! Gramps! What?!
Don't tell the dog! Oh dear.
Luckily dogs have short memories, huh? Sometimes I wish I had a dog's brain. Sigh.
I detest my loose style and my libertine sentiments. I thank God, who has removed from my eyes the veil... Adrian Beverland
Blixa wrote:I'm not a man, but I just teared up at gramp's citing even the title of "Where the Red Fern Grows."
I think it can be amazingly moving to see a man cry. It can just melt me to even see a guy's eyes get a bit red and watery. I don't mean any and all guys. But if you care about someone a little bit and you see that---well it can just push me over the edge into emotional freefall.
Well, come to Dresden and watch two of us cry: my puppy, because my girlfriend just left back to Munich, and me because my girlfriend just left back to Munich, and I don't know if this relationship exists anymore.
I didn't tell the dog yet. That would be a disaster.
I'm sorry gramps! Will there be a custody battle over the pup?
No chance about that! She is mine. Completely.
Thanks, man.
I detest my loose style and my libertine sentiments. I thank God, who has removed from my eyes the veil... Adrian Beverland