:::Sigh:::

[capri0mni]

I'm bored. And lonely. My life feels ... stuck.

I need people to interact with, even if it's only in cyberspace, and not 3-d space.

I need debate, and play. I need A Bouncy Castle of the Ze Mind!

I need glee.

and Squee.

I need Squee-zed Glee. :::nods:::

You got any?

Share? Please?

Comments

[kalibex.livejournal.com]

I need your dad's current addy so I can send him a card...

[leenah.livejournal.com]

hello! lizziebelle posted that you needed entertainment.

this is a page of LOTS of games: http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/ they're pretty, some have nice music.

also, greetings to chesapeake - i'm from hampton. :)

[capriuni.livejournal.com]

also, greetings to chesapeake - i'm from hampton. :)

ooh, cool! I've seen you replying to lizziebelle's posts, no? Didn't realize you were so close.

...if you don't mind, I'll go check out your lj, now...

[leenah.livejournal.com]

oh, not close CURRENTLY. :) grew up in hampton. claim it as my home town.

but, couldn't find a job w/ a decent wage after college, so went up north. and now i'm pretty settled here, though w/ housing costs so horrible, i have fantasies of moving back south. but likely NOT VA. i LOVE VA, but i'm one of those bleeding heart liberal types. :)

[capriuni.livejournal.com]

[B]ut i'm one of those bleeding heart liberal types. :)

Oh, me too (clings). Born and raised by bleeding heart liberals, grew up in liberal NYS, moved here ten years ago because the climate and terrain is more wheelchair friendly (and I thought -- wrongly, it turns out -- that there would be decent, barrier-free public transportaion available). But I brought my liberal politics and Pagan religion with me across the border [gasp! imagine the audacity!]. Now, I'm living in one of the reddest counties of a very red state, surrounded by Fundy Christians.

Hence, my feeling stuck and isolated. I just can't bring myself to get close to my neighbors; even if I could get up their front steps to ring their doorbells if I needed to, casual comments like: "Well, at least you worship the same God," as a condition of friendship, make me uncomfortable around them most of the time...

[leenah.livejournal.com]

forgive me, but why CHESAPEAKE??? at least Norfolk has gay people ("ooooh, somebody different than *us*! wow"). or even NoVA, which is actually a separate state though they don't know it. :)

does chesapeake even have public transport? i remember hampton's idea of public transport - buses that stopped running at 7pm every day, and i don't think they ran at all on sundays.

i'm sorry. i just can't quite fathom *chesapeake*. it seems like saying you're moving to Poquoson for the cultural variety. :)

now my people are southerners for generations back, so i can deal w/ the good 'ole boys, though i prefer not to. e.g. i do NOT look when anyone honks at me. when i was a kid it was always some guys hanging out of their pickup. not worth acknowledging.

though, you can't get good iced tea here. and forget sweet tea. uh uh. :) and i had to unlearn smiling at everyone on the street. yup.

Culture shocks...

[capriuni.livejournal.com]

I moved to Chesapeake because I needed a wheelchair accessible barrier-free house that was built to my specs, and not the government mandated ADA ones. Government mandated ADA specs are very good for public spaces, but they're based on the genralized needs of folks who have spinal chord injury, and assume that those folks are 5'8".

I'm 4'10", and have CP -- Not SCI, so "Standardized" Ada housing and facilities are okay for visiting, but I wouldn't want to live there ;-) (having to jump up, backward, onto a toilet, and risk not making it, is no fun as a daily routine, for example). So I wanted to build my own house, to my own specs, from the foundation up. And Chesapeake was the only city in the region with undeveloped lots of land for sale on which to build. I also didn't have anyone (like you) who knew the area, who could tell me, ahead of time, that Chesapeake was a hornets' nest of radical Republicans and Bible thumpers...

(and I had to get used to the idea that when the person on the other end of the phone asked if you could please hold, it was an actual question that required an answer...)