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I'm in two minds about the future of smoking. On one hand, life is all about cycles. Lets go back a ways... smoking wasn't cool a while back. A cigar, sure, but not smoking. In my mind, it started becoming cool with James Dean. He was just such a cool cat, and cigarettes went hand in hand with that. Fast forward to the 90's, and the whole grunge scene. I don't think I knew a grunge kid who didn't smoke, and I don't think I've seen a Nirvana poster where Kurt doesn't have a cigarette. Back then, everyone I knew smoked. It was the cool thing to do.
Nowadays, smoking is on the way out again. You don't want me to smoke near your baby, which is fair enough, but surely if I'm standing on the side of the road you can walk around me you lazy bitch and not glare at me for smoking near your kid, even though you could see me standing there from halfway up the road (not bitter at all here). People are all concerned about the health risks, and smoking it seems is being cast out of mainstream society once again.
So, who's going to keep smoking? Of all the people I know, the ones that won't quit are the manual workers and the badasses. The cool kids don't smoke anymore. Girls aren't into it anymore, so why would they? And guys... well, guys would chase anything that moves, so it doesn't really matter so much the other way around. But the market workers, the truck drivers, the gang members, they aren't going to quit, probably until they drown their own lungs in tar. And it might stay that way, at least for a while. But like I said, life is all about cycles. One day, another James Dean is going to come along, and he is going to make smoking the cool thing to do again.
Then again, I am in two minds about this. Its either going to get big again, or the politically correct health freaks are going to win and deny us our god given right to smoke our lives away. Then again, I'm on the 'legalize everything' bandwagon, so you should really take that with a grain of salt.
...but only bigger.
That's right, if Jesus were here now, had the messiah returned yesterday, he would have been sitting around going 'fuck, i can't wait for someone's next post'.
Well, Jesus, Mary, and all you other lesser beings, light the firecrackers, wipe the tears from your eyes, and rejoice...
the update is here.
And fuck me do I have some stories. I'll just start you out with a war story, just to ease y'all back into it.
To fill you in on some background details, I was living with a guy and a girl for the last year (ish), and this is the story of why the guy moved out. They both acted extremely bitter and petty, and that's what makes this story so funny.
So close your eyes and imagine it's, oh, a few months ago. Now open your eyes and keep reading, because you can't really read with your eyes shut, can you fool?
Now these two people, let's call them Bob and Jennifer. Bob has a habit of sleeping with Jennifer's friends, and this makes Jennifer very unhappy. Bob doesn't really care, and continues to do so anyway. Jennifer blows a fuse and decides that Bob is the scum of the Earth, and stops talking to him. I mean, come on. These two lived in the same house for fucking MONTHS, and not a single word to each other. We have a whiteboard in the kitchen that they would leave each other notes on if they had to communicate. They would even have little text-arguments on the board. I didn't think it was possible, but these arguments lasted for days, maybe even weeks, and these two would be pissed off the whole time.
So anyway, not talking to each other seemed to be working fine. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that Bob owed Jennifer bond money, 400 odd dollars. Well, Jeniffer started harassing Bob, and even got her 'boyfriend' (real loose description) to chase him up about it. This is where the petty-ness starts. Bob decided to send a royal fuck you to Jennifer, goes to the bank, and gets for her the full 400 and something dollars.... in 5 cent pieces. Wait, I lie, it was 400 in 5 cent pieces, and whatever the balance was in 10c coins.
Well, I thought it was pretty funny. Haha, money is paid, get over it. Well, Jennifer didn't seem to think so. She then went and took all of Bob's food out of her fridge (the kitchen fridge was technically hers) [which happened to be my food too, we shared], and cut off the internet.
Why cut off the internet, I hear you cry. Well, the bill was in her name, so I guess she had the right to. Cutting off the nose to spite the face? You bet your sweet ass. Bob then decided that since Jennifer had a bigger room, and had said in an offhand remark months earlier that the living room was 'basically Bob's, because he spent all his time in there,' that he had the right to take all of Jennifer's belongings from the living room and, well, get them out of 'his' room.
Well, that was the point that Jennifer called me and said that either she or Bob had to go. Now don't get me wrong, Jennifer is a lovely girl and we have been good friends for a long time... but I am friends with Bob too, and Bob had an Xbox360 AND a Wii.... i mean come the fuck on, how am I meant to kick my friend, my Xbox AND my Wii out of the house?
I couldn't do it. I told them they could do whatever they wanted to each other, but to leave me on the sidelines. Well, long story short, they didn't, and eventually Bob broke and moved out... Jennifer still thinks Bob is a heartless scumbag bastard, and Bob is still convinced Jennifer is an unstable psychotic bitch... I think they're both right and wrong, in a way.
So that's my housemates from hell story. I'm sure you guys have some good ones to share... so share them!
EDIT: I almost forgot. Jennifer locked Bob out of the house at some point, and made Bob climb back into the house through the bathroom window. The second story bathroom window.
Until next time kiddos... Don't do anything I'd do.
It's amazing how well you can think you know a person, only to be proven absolutely and completely wrong.
In my case, it is my best friend. Well, my ex best friend. We have known each other for over two years now, dated for a while late in '06, and although we had a fair few arguments we got along pretty well.
That is, until we moved in together.
It was like someone flipped a switch. She went from cool chick best friend to evil bitch monster, just like that. For example, we had an argument, the same argument we had had a few times before. She doesn't agree with strip clubs, thinking that they are sexist because there are no female strip clubs. Me and our other housemate, another guy, turned around and said hang on a second, if there was enough demand for it then there would be guy strip clubs, but it just wouldn't work. She said yes it would, because she doesn't quite understand the concept of logic or even elementary economics (supply and demand, Al, supply and demand), and got shitty at us. In the past when we were at college, we had pretty much the same argument and were talking again the next day. After we moved in together, after this argument she didn't talk to me for weeks. Literally, weeks.
It really shocked me how she could be so unforgiving. I put up with a fuckload of shit from her when I was her best friend... like having to abandon watching a movie with my girlfriend because she had gotten into (another) fight with her boyfriend and wanted someone to talk to her, or look after her because she was too drugfucked or drunk (this happened a fair bit). I let her tag along with me and my friends when we went out all the time... and yet as soon as we were under the same roof, she seemed to forget all of this and turn into an evil bitch monster.
Well, as it stands now I am sick of her shit, and we don't talk to each other anymore. I am still stunned at how petty she is, and how little our friendship must have meant to her in the first place for such small things to destroy it.
So now to you guys... is it possible to really know what someone is like without living with them? I used to think so... but methinks I was wrong.
106 days, huh? Well, its been an interesting 3 months. Uni is done for the year, so Im working full time (which eats balls, by the way). Im out of college, crashing in a mates room, but should be moving into my new house this weekend. I could have moved in sooner, but have been waaaay too lazy.
So yeah, the place im staying at has shithouse internet, so no orbling. Hopefully ill be motivated to write on here when i move in to the new place
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September 12th 2007 22:06
It just isn't fuckin fair.
Yesterday, I woke up and looked around. My room is reputed to be the messiest in college, for good reason. Nothing in the cupboards, because of the fact that every single possession i have resides either on my desk or on my floor
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September 11th 2007 16:57
Cyclones: One good blowjob and you lose your house and car. (this one i didnt make up)
Werewolves: Once a month they're a nightmare to be around, they shed blood everywhere and fuck up people's lives
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September 10th 2007 15:22
I had a random thought the other day.
I was in a room with a couple of people, and one of them was trying to find something. As he looked, he gave us a running commentary. "damnit, i know it's around here somewhere. Maybe it's under here. No, maybe in the shelf." It seemed perfectly natural, but I started thinking about it. When you are alone, do you do that
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Fucking Ow.
I am still reeling from an intense weekend, which for once pretty much went according to plan. Sort of
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My room is a druggies cornucopia of drugs at the moment. A large amout of pot, around half a dozen bickies, and a few tabs of acid... and that's just the supplies for the weekend.
Yeah... I'm planning on entering a drug/booze filled haze, and not coming to until sometime on sunday
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I made a new friend this morning. I met him at the bus stop after I finished work, as I was heading back to uni to go to class. I had 2 red bulls in my bag but only felt like drinking one, so I gave him the other one. We chatted till the bus came, then on the way back to the place where I catch my connection to uni. We talked about the markets, about computers, about nerds, about cool computer programs, you know, all sorts of shit.
Then he sold me some acid
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And I'd forgotten all about Richochet, I'll definitely agree with you there.