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To: jpmac who wrote (25447)	5/23/1999 6:01:00 PM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (7) \| Respond to of 71178

Hey, jp! I'm sitting here with something called Tequiza. DAn brought it home yesterday. It's sorta like sweet beer with lime. I don't know how I feel about it. MAy have to drink a couple to tell. I'm out of wine. I have a real dislike of healthy people and I get this little moment of joy, well- not really joy- but satisfaction maybe, when I read about someone dropping dead while running. This is reprehensible of me, I know. I'm ashamed. BUt it's the truth. I like it when perfect people's faces break out, and when smart people fail a test, or make an error, and when dancers trip or singers miss a note. If this is not normal, then I'm in deep doodoo as a human being. Of course, if I like you, if I am connected with you in any way, then I don't have this despicable reaction. I make lots of excuses for my friends and defend them vigorously, but not because I'm loyal or noble. No, it's because I get some of your glory when you succeed, and conversely and unfortunately, I have to suffer your embarrassment when you fail. Now you know why X calls me those terrible names. I am evil and deserve them.

To: jpmac who wrote (25447)	5/23/1999 7:31:00 PM
From: Jacques Chitte	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

> makes me swing between admiration and something else.< Oh yeah. I hear you. Dang, some of those could'a'been my daughters. Fortunately I have a defense against the other thing - good ol' prurient interest. Maybe it's a sex difference. Spouse admits she looks at twenty-year-old guys and feels somehow inhibited about thinking they're hot. Me, I look at a twenty-year-old girl and I don't allow such minute ethical annoyances get in the way. I suspect when I'm eighty I'll still feel invigorated by the sight of a Sweet Young Thing in summerweight cotton. A buddy says that now I have the Helenator I really oughtta stop making,uhm, attentive comments about the cuter sidewalk inhabitants. I turn to him and say "why? Maybe one day she'll start bringing home friends". I got the pleasure of watching him involuntarily condition the dash of his truck with Diet Coke. <depraved cackle> I turned 38 yesterday. I threw my back out doing some lite gardening. I feel old.