nebel

nebel, my nebel. how are you today, sweetie? over the shock of being asked if you do commissions?

i'm gonna send you an e-mail momentarily so i can direct you to pics of the self-loving friend in question--the one i'd like to memorialize in charcoal or pen.

is the sunday gig still on? suitable for SG strangers?

nice pic of you in the SGTC group. sorta looks though like you didn't get out of your pyjamas for the party.

humps and kisses.
scottie

hello

hey - you are so cool. So glad to have met you last night!

AND i need your email to send you pics.

[Edited on Jan 26, 2004 9:14PM]

they took the playboy while i was going to play the bill it made me feel sad, and betrayed

Yeah, power was out at my house too. no power means no heat! sucked!!! ohh well, We lived.

hey did you figure out a ride for saturday yet?

I like to refer to him as, Jim "the crotch" Croce.

I thought that car looked familiar!

your site=wicked cool

call me i'll come get you for saturday

write us some more, write us some more!!!!..we want more, we mant more!!!..

Texas, Texas. Since I have the mirror-image situation (Twin Cities native, lived in Lubbock for 5 years), I can attest.

Every vacation I took while I lived down there was back to Minnesota. I missed this place terribly. When the movie Fargo came out, I ached inside (and dreaded my Lubbock chums always asking me to talk like the characters from the movie...)

But, when I was back in Lubbock over the Holidays, I was a little nostalgic. Texas *is* different, and it's kind of special. The reason I left was because it never was *home*...I was always an Expat "Yankee". But it was nice to see things you don't see up here. It was nice to have a Whataburger. It was WONDERFUL to go to Ralph's Records & load up on used CD's (their prices are so much better than Cheapo up here). Listening to KTXT again was so refreshing. I like it this way, when I can go there 2-3 times a year, but not stay.

I don't miss the conservatism-without-a-cause mentality. I don't miss the subtle racism that exists still, even in Lubbock. I don't miss litter everywhere.

And, oh yeah...love them Texas names! Don't forget Scoggin-Dickey Chevrolet in Lubbock! (love the lewd sound of that name). And remember H-E-B grocery stores were named after the founder, Harry E. Butts. Speaking of naming things, why does Texas name everything after people? Lake Alan Henry. Lake Ray Hubbard. The Marsha Sharp Freeway.

OK, I'm just rambling now...

Hey there St. Paul girl, believe it or not you would miss these ridiculously long, dreary and bitterly cold winters if you left. (HINT: go with not)

From one St. Paulite to another, have yourself a merry little new years.

blah

.im comin into andy's this week. i mean it, too.

no pandas for me either, but i do like lots of sex too!..
hey, are ya still slingin malts?..

oh sweety, happy belated birthday.

yes i did get your email. i have been so busy.

there is a party tonite you are welcomed to attend

3406 43rd avenue
minneapolis

if you want, call me 612.207.6800
i'd like to meet you.

or just call anytime

enjoy the cupcake - but please blow out the candle - its burning my hand

Don't get caught!

I grew up close to St. Clair Ave. and several many years ago they ripped up the streets to the dirt to install new storm sewers and in the process they tore up all the streetcar tracks that they had just paved over many moons ago. It literally brought a tear to my eye. What ever happed to those good ol' Days? And also growing up in that neighborhood I can safely say grand ol' days has never been much to get exited about.

I take it my rant and rave didn't help at all. Oh well. I tried. I wonder if I could help make you feel any better? If there's anything I can do, from ice cream to a movie to a one on one roller derby, let me know, ok?

.oh im not gone just yet..i havent spent a christmas with my family here in six years so im stickin around till jingle bells is over..ill be in for a new malt soon..chocolate with extra chocolate..sorry you had to toss the other one. i fuckin hope youre doin the fuckin best!..have a great fuckin day!

Oh, sweetie, I'm so sorry to hear that.

Read carefully, I've subjected myself to this kind of shit quite a bit in my life and I know a thing or two about it. Even still, I might make an ass out of myself here, but understand I have good intentions.

First of all... Your ex is hurting because he was either in love with you or in love with the time he got to spend with you. It wasn't right for you, for whatever reason, so you made a change. Now he's having a hard time being able to think straight, probably because you're on his mind a lot and he misses you so bad it hurts him in the chest. Perhaps he is crying a lot.

He feels sad and alone and he doesn't want to feel that way. He is not emotionally strong enough to be friends with you. Not when your pressence made him feel the way he did. It's scary for him to not be with you that way - even scarier to be with you, but in a different way, knowing your feelings for him have changed.

But you did the right thing. If he was not the one for you, you cannot flinch in the face of doubt, you did the right thing. He was happy with you because of his attitude when he was around you. Surely, you helped facilitate his joy, but now he's sad because of his attitude as well. Let him go through this pain and let him go.

I know it's hard and I'm not saying you can't miss him and be a little sad that he's so sad right now. On the contrary, it says you have a heart and a general concern for others.

Sometimes you have to choose between hurting someone and really hurting someone. It's a hard lesson of life to learn. Being nice is a luxury and it's relative. Being honest, true and reliable as an honest and straightforward person, that's a philosophy you can stick to for life. It's not always pretty, but you build strength of character that way.

Give him a guiltless goodbye. And try to give him some optimism, too. That way, he'll have a hard time being self-destructive, which is how he's being when he says stuff like that.

Say, "OK, I'll let you go. I never meant to hurt you, ever. I hope you feel better soon. Good luck in life, I know you'll succeed in whatever it is you do. If one day, long from now, you ever want to say hello, find me. I'll be happy to see you again. Take care and be strong. With love, Nebel."

Of course, use your real name. I always wanted my exes to say that to me when they broke my heart. But be warry. He's giving you more of a guilt trip than you deserve, I think.

But it's injustice for you to let yourself hurt over him any more. He should join you in happiness and in moving on. You should not join him in sorrow. But it's part of the process. There's nothing wrong. Especially with you.

OK?

so you werent eaten by bourbon street!..nice to see you made it out!..

you aren't looking for work are ya darlin'? i might be able to hook you up.....

yeah we built this city, all facade work and cabinetry. very cool. i did a santa set this summer.

thanks for visiting, i feel speshul.