Sounds like you're suffering from "cry wolf" syndrome. Yikes. I understand your being upset... but I personally let one case get in the way of working on the next. I'd question why they felt the need to play such a "game." Probably something was very wrong for them that they did that.

I'll just keep soldiering on... I don't know... to each his own.

Umm... thank you? I suspect that's a compliment? I actually got something similar-ish earlier today... except they wanted to live in my head, instead of taking the brain out to live with them.

It's a viable question!

I researched it though, and apparently some guns (mostly I saw military issue stuff) can make bullets go faster than sound. Friggen awesome. Though I suspect if you were hit with that stuff point blank, it would be a close race between sound reaching your ears and your head being obliterated.

... and now I want to go to the shooting range, just for funsies.

... shooting sloshy watermelons is the bomb-diggety.

I think there is a lot of calculations we are missing here, such as the distance from the target to the observer, and the observer to the shooter... and the shooter to the target. I don't know... I haven't worked on physics in ages...

My brain hurts.

For serious? That doesn't sound right... because then bullets would give off a sonic boom or whatever.

Speed of sound =340.29 m / s or 1,128 fps (feet per second).

Speed of bullet?: S&W 40 caliber from Winchester is rated at 1,000 fps

I think it varies by gun...

What gun are you planning to be shot in the face with?

Yes, because the bullets/shot/whatever would damage your face more than your ears...

also, sound travels faster than bullets.

I am actually working on being an expert at this matter, yes. Working for a psych degree, and I've always been pretty good at mediating. Just because someone has been depressed in the past doesn't mean they can't be depressed now... you don't use up depression minutes. It's a serious problem for some people. And even if the "depression" is being used as an attention getting behavior, that generally means theres some other underlying problem. Everyone has problems, and what they are, how they manifest themselves, and what kind of help they need to get past them all vary by person.

Sometimes, when a person is trying attention getting behaviors, the best thing to do is give attention. Ignoring them, or telling them to "shut up" or whatever only makes people resort to more drastic measures. It's simple conditioning... react nicely when someone does something good, they're going to want to do it again, and gradually they'll replace the bad habits with the good.

Anyway... sorry for rambling. I get kind of worked up when it comes to emotional/psychological issues. I can't help but try and help people, or to talk and reason with them... it's in my nature.

I'm sorry, I can't help but laugh because your current picture just goes so well with that statement... I don't know why... hahaha... It's like "Overenthusiastic-Man Strikes Again!"

Somehow... I don't think that's very helpful. Or very kind/curtious. Good job wrecking the supportive mood we were all trying to create. We're here for you when you decide to cope with your anger issues.

Jeebus... I've been there before (well, not the gun barrel, but close enough) but once you hit that low... there's really nowhere to go but up. Hang in there. Do something nice for yourself.

Everyone needs to give themselves a treat once in a while.

Indeed. Or warmer blankets. Or just get a big fuzzy cat. They make good hot water bottles, and they purr too! Most people I know can't purr...

... I can purr... heeheehee

Equating cuddling with gas is not exactly pleasant either... all I have to say to that is...

"Dutch Oven"


eew.

AHHG!!! MY EYES MY EYES!..... Seriously... a man being "FURRY" would not be a real turn on to me in any state. I'll get my own friggen warmness thank you very much.

Also... who says I want/need a man in my life? Psht. I'm happy as I am.

This won't happen for several reasons.

1) I don't have a sig other.
2) I am born and bred in Maine, and for some reason I turn into a small furnace at night, and it's more likely I'd end up too WARM (it has happened many a time.)
3)Being from Maine, I have awesome winter skillz, and I would have several blankets ready just in case...

So there.... pthhh..

Inserting bits of plastic/silicon/whatever into my boobies sounds creepy. Also... they just look so... weird... they don't move right. They's creepeh...

Thanks!

I'm glad you found something so personal in it, and good luck with your practicing!

DUCK DUCK GOOSE!! And then we'd switch it up and be all creative and do things like Garfield Garfield Odie, or Cheese Cheese Pepperoni... Gosh... I miss those days.

And HIDE AND SEEK. I still play that one outside the Library. I am the bomb-diggety at it.

Violins of Violence
Bow turned Sword at moments notice.
A "young genius" unleashed,
does not always stay tamed.

The master's distracted
and young knight escapes
the bars upon bars,
and scores of noted foes.

He gallops free through whimsy,
on a horse named Arpeggio,
Till at last he is brought back
and tethered again.

He sits and plays scales,
that do not glitter like a mermaids tail.
He sits and works at tunes,
that do not move him like a phoenix cry.

But slowly, with tremulous patience,
the knight weaves his notes carefuly,
till one day, it becomes as magic,
And he is free on the plains of muse once more.

What if he could muster up some catsup (Ketchup?) to go with it?

MORE PUNS ON A BUN!!

Huzzah!