... sigh... so, yes I went out this friday to the usuall place and got good and shitfaced. That would appear straight forward enough right? and I guess it is but at the same time... it's not.
Yes, I realize I'm not making any sense. I'll try to explain...
I am very bored with my life. I am very sick of my town, I know damn near everyone... and most of em suck major ass. I have completely run out of patience for lying dramatic bullshit ass hats and like most people when I'm drunk I tend to act without any consideration for social graces.
A while ago this dude I know through a common aquaintance split up with his lady. I ran into him while I was out with some friends, he was celebrating is recent "liberation" ie totally shnockered blah, blah, blah he followed me home though I made it VERY clear that nothing would happen. (Everyone knows the first break-up never takes). And while he did make a very um... heart felt effort to get into my pants, nothing happened.
A little while later I hear some entirely nasty shit involving this guy. I'm not going to go into it but it's the kinda thing that when you hear it about someone you're like...'should I burn my whole couch, or just the cushion I know he sat on?'
Skip to this past friday. So I'm out dancing my ass off, fun, fun. Who shows up? this dude... and his wife. Now, I know people suck. What goes on between two consenting adults is their own business; whether she knows what's up is none of my conscern and frankly I don't give a shit, she is a total stranger to me. However, I find I can in no way respect this guy as a human being. I don't really think that much of myself, I am by no means overflowing with virtue... but wtf is wrong with people?
I am certain my actions that night were equally driven by alcohol, indignation and disgust with my fellow man... all taken out on this poor bastard. As I was drunk I can't exactly remember what led up to it but at one point I grabbed him by the lappels and tore his polo shirt open to the waist. ????? at the time I thought it was hilarious. I still think it's pretty funny cause absolutely nothing happened to me, zero consequences other than I am certain a number of people are convinced I'm crazy (I am not an unbiassed opinion on the subject so no comment). What's next people? Kicking people in the shins when they butt into lines? Setting people on fire for tipping under 12%? Running them down, dragging them out of their cars and bludgeoning people for not waving after you let them in?
... sigh, I hope I make it to my vacation in august before I get arrested. Damn, even prison sounds nice about now...
Yes, I realize I'm not making any sense. I'll try to explain...
I am very bored with my life. I am very sick of my town, I know damn near everyone... and most of em suck major ass. I have completely run out of patience for lying dramatic bullshit ass hats and like most people when I'm drunk I tend to act without any consideration for social graces.
A while ago this dude I know through a common aquaintance split up with his lady. I ran into him while I was out with some friends, he was celebrating is recent "liberation" ie totally shnockered blah, blah, blah he followed me home though I made it VERY clear that nothing would happen. (Everyone knows the first break-up never takes). And while he did make a very um... heart felt effort to get into my pants, nothing happened.
A little while later I hear some entirely nasty shit involving this guy. I'm not going to go into it but it's the kinda thing that when you hear it about someone you're like...'should I burn my whole couch, or just the cushion I know he sat on?'
Skip to this past friday. So I'm out dancing my ass off, fun, fun. Who shows up? this dude... and his wife. Now, I know people suck. What goes on between two consenting adults is their own business; whether she knows what's up is none of my conscern and frankly I don't give a shit, she is a total stranger to me. However, I find I can in no way respect this guy as a human being. I don't really think that much of myself, I am by no means overflowing with virtue... but wtf is wrong with people?
I am certain my actions that night were equally driven by alcohol, indignation and disgust with my fellow man... all taken out on this poor bastard. As I was drunk I can't exactly remember what led up to it but at one point I grabbed him by the lappels and tore his polo shirt open to the waist. ????? at the time I thought it was hilarious. I still think it's pretty funny cause absolutely nothing happened to me, zero consequences other than I am certain a number of people are convinced I'm crazy (I am not an unbiassed opinion on the subject so no comment). What's next people? Kicking people in the shins when they butt into lines? Setting people on fire for tipping under 12%? Running them down, dragging them out of their cars and bludgeoning people for not waving after you let them in?
... sigh, I hope I make it to my vacation in august before I get arrested. Damn, even prison sounds nice about now...
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timber_:
happy birthday pretty lady!
disorganism:
Hey, Was this at Starlight?