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there is a quality factor that is lost when things are instant.

instant coffee, instant soup, instant whatever...

it's just not the same.

nope.

fresh ground, french-pressed coffee is infinitely better than and powdered junk from a can.

soup that contains fresh vegetables and meats and herbs that have not been dehydrated tastes much more full.

so how are conversations different?

it's not, really.

instant messaging.

yes. I can connect much better with a person in person - regardless of that person's own intro- or extrovertedness...

you can see the person.

I have trouble staying on one subject in person, and that's when I'm looking you in the face and I think the subject is interesting. I just have a really short attention span. Not quite ADD, but I can't sit still long enough. chalk it up to being a mile wide and an inch deep... but, honestly, as far out as my "circle" reaches, my pool is more like a large wading pool with a small, but deep well in the middle of it.

in any case... I see you online.

all of you.

and I want to say "Hi!" and speak to you about things less banal than the weather and work and what you have planned for the weekend.

I want to know that you were in a strip tease aerobics class dvd... and I want to be your should to vent upon.

I want feelings and insight people.

I don't want, "hey... oh... their good... she's good... yeah, I'm busy... oh travelling is crazy.... yeah... wow..."

so I don't IM.


I get overwhelmed by the fact that I have no idea what I should say to people sometimes.

I get tired trying to think about to start a more meaningful conversation.

there are times, when you just feel like small talk, and most of the time I don't have time to get into anything more than that - and I can't believe that most people online during the day don't have better things to do than talking to me.

no... IM is a tool now, like the mall. It's all about me. I know what I'm there to get, I look for it, and get it if it's there.

I don't mess around and look at things that I can't afford or don't need...

unless there is a comic book shop or a video store.

because there are untold treasures within those stores...

unlike that shirt that will be out of style in a few months...

see... instant gratification.

things are just so much more appreciated when they have been sought after, and worked for.

eh...

whatever...

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but ask me out to coffee sometime...

just so long as it isn't instant.

Grif: One of life's great mysteries isn't it? Why are we here? I mean, are we the product of some cosmic coincidence? Or is there really a God, watching everything. You know, with a plan for us and stuff. I don't know man, but it keeps me up at night.

Simmons: What? I mean why are we out here, in this canyon.

Grif: Uh... Oh... Yeah...

Simmons: What's all this stuff about God?

Grif: Uh... um... Nothing.

Simmons: Do you wanna talk about it?

Grif: Uh... no.

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(Doc has arrived too late to save Tex's life)

Church: First of all, great job on the Tex, man. Mission accomplished. Secondly, the way that we need you to assist is to help us kill all the Reds.

Doc: Well, even if my orders didn't prohibit me from doing that, I still wouldn't. I joined the army as a conscientious objector.

Tucker: Consci... who?

Doc: I'm a pacifist.

Caboose: ...You're a thing that babies suck on?

Tucker: No, dude, that's a pedophile.

Church: Tucker, I think he means a pacifier.

Tucker: Oh, yeah. Right. Man, I was totally thinking about something else.

... ... ...

(The Red and Blue teams call a truce)

Grif: So now we're forced to work together? How ironic.

Simmons: No, that's not ironic! Ironic would be if we had to work together to hurt each other!

Donut: No, ironic would be, if instead of that guy kidnapping Lopez, Lopez kidnapped him.

Sarge: I think it would be ironic if our guns didn't shoot bullets, but instead squirted a healing salve that cured all wounds.

Caboose: I think it would be ironic if everyone was made of iron.

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from red vs. blue