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Well its Thanks Giving here in Canada and what are we thankful for this year...
Hmmmm... Well let's see I'm thankful for several things. I probably won't be able to include them all there so if I miss something forgive okay. I'm thankful for: My Mom, my Dad, my brother, sister, sister-in-law, my two beautiful nieces, my friends; Jenn, Des, Bryon, Brian, Jordan, JAS, Dave, Jason, a certain person who moved to Winnipeg, Alesia (I hope I spelled that correctly), a couple of people in Regina, someone in Medicine Hat(....Jason you are studying in Medicine Hat aren't you?), my grandma and grandpa in Calgery, not to mention my cousins Kelley and Scott and their mom and dad My uncle and Aunt, all my cousins and uncles and aunts in Edmonton and in B.C. My Grandfather from the coast who came to see us just last month, and my room mates.
Oh and I can't forget my computer, my internet provider, my professors (I know I'm a brown noser thank you), my therapist (I am very thankful that she's arround), snow (which we now have lots of), Geocities (of course), everyone who come to my site to read this boy's rants every week, and orange juice (that's right).
Truely I am thankful for a great deal more, but it may have become a very long list if I started saying I was happy for air, water, wind, my vcr remote (where ever I put it), and pencil crayons now wouldn't it? I am thankful for something else too. Me. I mean come on, without me I wouldn't have anything or anyone in my life now would I.
My email address is: ryan_fea@hotmail.com
This is a rant done by my friend Jas. He's a sweet and creative young man from Portland who I met through this site of all places. I know what you're asking: "What's a sweet boy from Portland doind writing a rant on this bitter fag's site?" Well the answer is be an insightful and creative person with an oppinion and he's usuallly right. So here's Jas....
Hmmm I'm sitting here thinking to myself....I want to talk about guys, yes guys....Well girls don't be afraid to listen. And guys, feel free to tuck it back into your pants and listen for a moment...I want to tell a tale well about sex.....I know guys, you want to bring little joe back out again....I mean why not? I'm a good lookin' fellow...and well I like guys....so that of course means I want to sleep with each and everyone of you....and will....Lets throw out the fact that I could be madly devoted to my own skeleton....That surely isn't relevant......and maybe I want to spend the rest of life with this skeleton.....once again not relevant cause I'm a guy who likes guys. And I'm not just referring to the straight boys with the little minds....No I'm reffering to the boys who like to dip into the boy jar every once in awhile who give solidity to the thoughts of the gay fearing boys..
Theres a phase I suppose that once you come out well as a prize you want to sleep with everyone... Some people would call it a "whore phase". Now hmmmm I can see this happening ...I'm surely not going to deny it...but eventually shouldn't you grow out of it? I mean how many times do you have to be treated as (I know I'm beginning to sound like a cliche)..a piece of meat to get the point. I mean you think your having sex with someone else. Well your not , you are really just having sex with yourself, through someone...I mean take a moment to think about...the only person in the bed that you know well is you. Ryan has said this, but I'll say it again....stay home and get a little self lovin' ....
Now don't get me wrong here guys, I do like sex. (the audience exhales) No really sex can be one of the most personal things you can do with someone you love. I mean come on it's great right? I want it as much as the next person....but see here's the thing...I know what flavor of ice cream I want....(chocolate with a little bit of peanuts) and for all you guys out there who can't decide...you know the ones who sample a little from all the flavors....well by the time you get through with them all the one you really liked will have melted....And you make it a lot harder for me to get the flavor I want cause you've already let it melt a little....Do take a little break from your sweet tooth...brush your teeth maybe even floss....and stop taking the flavor out of a little romantic toppings for others....
to email Jas send your comment to: ruinnefaery@netscape.com
My email address is: ryan_fea@hotmail.com
Have you ever had one of those days when nothing seems to go rignt? You walk into things and you don't notice people who you know saying "Hi!" in the hallway at work or school? Or you just can't seem to tipe (that's a joke people). Your head just feels kinda light and you can't seem to make any sense at all with stuff you say? Or you just can't see straight?
You know those days when someone asks you a question and three minutes later you look up at them and say "Huh?" And then you really don't mind that they've gone, since you didn't acknowlegde they were there? As a matter of fact you soon drift to other things in your mind and you don't even know why?
You forget you had plans with a friend or you miss class? You completely screw up at work, like putting the bround beef in a potatoe pealer? Just one of those days where everything is messed up?
Well my thought on the subject is this. You're either haven't slept for a long time or you're falling for some wonderful guy that has you distracted so much that you aren't paying attention to what you're doing..... So if you tired or in love/lust/infatuation/etc. don't operate heavey machinary...
My email address is: ryan_fea@hotmail.com
Well its ranting time again and what can I tell ya. Its been quite a long week. I've finished settling into my new place and Titanic came out on video and one of my best friends moved away. Wow its just been one big roller coaster ride. Dips and rises all over the place.
Have you noticed that that's how life seems to be? You know its up and down. One momnet you're having the best day you've ever had and the nest you're burrying the family dog trying to explain to your nieces or nephews why Sparky can't come out and play any more. Or you're wondering if you will be able to afford that new stereo you've been needing for a couple of years and some family member that you've never met kicks off and leave you tow hundred thousand dollars. That's one great stereo!
You can never tell what's going to happen the next time you turn a corner in life. You could be a very lucky person all your life. Careful to make all the right decisions and still end up alone and penniless sleeping in a box behind a KFC. Or you could be quick to jump in over your head, repeatedly falling into poor conditions and then just happen to think of a million dollar idea and end up the richest person you've ever met.
It just that you never know what you'll be dealt tomorrow and yet you have to go on. I'm not dayng that in life its pointless to try because you'll just end up where you're meant to be anyway. Really we tend to end up where we lead ourselves. Its usually the intent that gets us where we end up though.
I mean really it usually those who are pushy and ruthless that get ahead in business but they rarely have fulfilling lives. Since they've surrounded themselves with people just like them. People that don't care about fulfilling relationships but about how much money they're making and how many connections their friends have. Sure you're rich but try to tell one of your money hungry friends how you feel. Or find a shoulder to cry on at your corporation when you've just lost your life's savings on a bad investment.
The people that do sucseed, truely succeed, are the ones that get ahead through co-operation and caring. These are the people that have friends in the business. People who are there to be able to help when you fall. People who appreciate what you've done for them so they'll be there for you. Its not that hard to find a comforting listener when you've been one yourself.
Now this doesn't just apply to the business world. It shows when people really care about their friends and their feelings. People are there to give back when they need that same comfort and caring. Those who just want friends to feel popular and cared about without giving back that same caring are, yet again, those who aren't successful. The ones who treat people like...parden my language...shit won't have friends for very long. I've had people look me in the eyes and say that they were depressed because they had no friends. Then the next thing I no it they're treating me like crap and not even trying to listen to me when I'm trying to tell them that I wish I had more time for my friends.
People who say "Your feelings, what about my feelings!? I was very upset when this terrible thing happened to you!" while you're in the middle of telling them about how you feel about being attacked but a stranger...that day. I mean sure friends are entitled to worry and have feelings but when they care more about how they feel than how you, the vicitim, feel they should at least have the respect to not tell you this.
Some people curse themselves by stiving for happiness so enthusiasticlly that they miss the point that if they took the time to appreciate the few good things that they have and just grow on that. Like if you have one good friend just appreciate that person and let your friendship grow. Eventually they'll introduce you to some of their friends and then you can let some friendships grow from those and so on. You'll have a lot of fun, deep conversations and support and before you knoe it you'll have lots of good friends. Just do more than talking about how few friends you have and that you're life sucks. They might take that as a sign that you don't appreciate the friendships you have. Since that's them they might take that as a subtle way of telling them to get out of your life because their companionship isn't good enugh for them.
Try to build on what you've got. You'll get there just don't rush it. Remeber don't take life too seriously...its not perminent.
My email address is: ryan_fea@hotmail.com
I think that this week I'm going to rat about something that afeects everyone. Drinking and driving. When I was in high school I was part of this group called SADD. Heard of them? We were a group of students who were against drinking and driving.
Now a lot of people think that people in SADD don't like to drink. Well I have a surprise for you all, I drink and I'm still against drinking and driving. The message that comes from SADD is not that drinking is wrong but that drinking does not have to coincide with driving. That's because people die when you drive drunk. I don't mean the general "you" that people use to referr to the world I mean you personally. I'm not saying that you drink and drive but I am saying that if you do you will probably kill someone.
Remember that... If you get behind that wheel of a car when you're drunk, you'll probably kill someone. Yourself or your friends and family or just someone else's family member or friend that you'll be relieving of their lives. In my perosnal opinion I think that anyone that decides to drive when they're drunk is deciding to kill me and my friends and my family. In other words deciding to commit murder. Premeditated murder. Because you know that you're drunk, even just a little bit, and you've all seen that messages that MADD, SADD, and the government put out on TV and you've heard them on the radio. You know tha tif you drink and drive you're a bloody idiot!
Well you are if you drink and drive. How would you feel if you were told by someone that your life wasn't worth the price of a cab ride home? "I'm too drunk to drive but I don't want to pay for a cab so I'm gonna kill you." How does that feel to hear? I think it sounds pretty stupid...bloody idiotic. Don't you?
So please the next time you're driving and you don't feel like calling a cab or a tow truck later in the evening don't drink. If you do drink don't drive. Here's an easy solution: If you drive to the bar and you have a few just call a tow truck and ride in the truck home. That way both you and your car will get home safely. In Saskatoon we have a service that's set up for this very situation. They tow your car and happily give you a lift home. Now some towing companies won't give you a lift home with your car but if you can find one like this then you're set. Otherwise you'll have to call a cab and tow truck. But if you can afford to drink you should also be able to afford a cab and a tow. If not maybe you should ask yourself if you can afford to drink in the first place. What do you think?
My email address is: ryan_fea@hotmail.com
I'm beginning to think that people are in too much of a rush now a days. Everyone has this big thing about getting everything done so fast. I'm in a rush to get somewhere so that I can stand in line with all the other people that rushed to get there early.
for example movies; people always rush down to stand in line for I don't know...Titanic... just to stand in line for three hours nd fime out that its sold out. Or the movie industry for example they rush and rush so fast to get movies out on the screen that a truely good movie is now a prized discovery. And rare for that matter.
People hurry to work people hurry hom, people hurry through sex, people hurry through life. And what do you have in the end just a lot of stuff getting done and no enjoyment of your life.
My question is where are we all rushing to. What are we rushing for? Why? What about stopping to smell the roses and watch the clouds go by. Its really enjoyable I highly recomend it. Take some time out and just sit back and live the moment without rushing to do something, or file something, or paint, move or clean something. Its worth the five minutes to focus yourself and give yourself a break. Hell have a kit-kat even. And don't worry about the colories.
Well I have to rush off and make super, pack some more (I'm moving two blocks closer to campus), make some phone calls, and send a couple of emails. See what I mean...its so easy to get in a hurry.
My e-mail is ryan_fea@hotmail.com
You know what really pisses me off? Well other than that. Its those people that are out there who are so embarrassed about the subject of masturbating. I mean really, almost everybody's done it at least once in their lives. I mean even I've done it...okay I do it all the time. But that's not that point. The point is that's its not some big nasty act of evil and lust. Its a way of reliving pent up sexual energy and possibly frustration.
Its a way that people can pleasure themselves without having to involve anyone else. Which, believe me, is sometimes better than bothering to have someone else there. [No specific people being mentioned here] {Ryan clears his throat and moves on clumbsily} I mean what's the use of going out to meet someone that you really don't have time to get to know, courting them (usually most guys try to keep this period to a few hours) and then possibly getting a disease because you wanted to play the old bed spring symphony. All this when you could have just played your own magic flute in one terrific solo performance. Besides you could imagine any accompanist that you wanted to.
Oh but I'm getting off topic. I'm not talking about why do it. I'm talking about why not talk about it. Well what the hay! I mean people talk about everything and anything. Why not talk about masturbating...go ahead say it..."MASTURBATING" Wasn't that liberating? I'll bet it was. So few people take the time to think about what's such a big deal about talking about it let alone saying the word. God! The way I see it why not talk about it if you're gonna do it. You might get some pointers from others. We learn about things from discussion and sharing. I mean someone else usually teaches people how anyway. I won't tell you how I learned...let's just say its an interesting story.
Now there are some people that would refuse to read any more if I had told that story. There are others who would probably do more than talk about masturbation if I had written down my little mid-pubesent learning experience. But the point is why not be able as mature people, to talk about masturbation? I mean really its usually the immature pre-teens and old Bitties down at the salon who get embarrassed about the subject. (People who can't masturbate anyway). Of course this gets the rest of us feeling like we're being judged and so people don't talk about it. Augh! Get a grip people...
Now this is not an invitation for people to write me dirty messages but if you have any comments, questions or suggestions: - My e-mail is ryan_fea@hotmail.com
Last week I ranted about wanting the special rights that heterosexuas have and this week I want to rant about the lack of empathy in our health care professionals.
Have you ever been in a lot of pain? I mean so much that you can't stand it. You reach out to a nurse or Doctor for some help and mybae a bit of sympathy (at the utter least) and all you get is them calously saying "You aren't the only one here in pain you know." Of course an "I'm really sorry, someone will get to you as soon as we can." With a hint of caring or concern would probably be the thing that someone in pain, who has to wait for the help they need, needs to hear at the time.
You'd figure after spending about twelve years, or more, in school training to help people that someone in the health profession would actually be there because they really do care about people and not just because of the money. I mean I've met people who were just trying to get into med school who, already, have the bed-side manner of a bull in a china shop. Not to mention the horror stories that I've heard from people who felt the need to be a little more expressive about needing help.
Now I'm not saying that everyone in the health care profession is uncaring and cold. I've met doctors whose care and concern for the sick and injured was so strong that you could just feel the love for humanity in the air. But they seem to be rare unfortunatley. To be quite frank those are the doctors, nurses and clinicians who seem to do the most work, have the most participation in the community, and aren't in the profession for the money. It is however sad to see people in the profession who just want to get the special liscence plates on their eighty to one hundred fifty thousand dollar car and the big house.
There seems to be a few good ones out there though. The clinicians and medical professionals (doctors, nurses, psychologist etc.) who take the lower paying harder working jobs at places that really make a difference. Like here on campus for example we've got The Student Health Center and Student Counselling Services where I'm sure they can't afford to pay a lot. But the students that these places help can't really afford to go anywhere else for the help that they need and their lives are effected so much by these services. Those people rock, and they're probably happier more fulfilled people knowing that what they are doing is making a real difference. Other examples are the nurses that let gay men's boyfriends stay over night at their bedsides when they are scared. Even though visiting hours are over and the doctor is a homophobic shit. Or the doctor that reads stories in the kids ward during their coffee break to make sure that the children there feel comfortable and happy. These are the people that deserve the title of care givers...because they do just that. They rock.
Now I'm sure even the good ones have their bad days so I don't begrudge anyone for the occassional slip-up but if you don't seem to be able to stand your patients maybe you shouldn't be in the profession or at least you need a vacation. And for all of you who are doing a good job. You rock keep it up! And thanks...I figured you don't get enough thanks in your job.
My e-mail is ryan_fea@hotmail.com
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