maryjane

fun.. what is fun?? some people think that life is short and that they must have fun all of the time. but what kind of fun and satisfaction do they get out of drinking their liver into a serrotic oblivion?? is that really the only fun that they are bright enough to think of? is drinking and doing drugs the only fun thing that there is out there? i could think of a million fun things to do that do not involve drinking. is drinking the only thing that gives people a sense of adventure and makes them feel like they are having fun?? how unimaginative and lame. i mean, i drink every now and again, and yes, i have a good time when i do. but when people drink in excess and say "fuck it, if i die i die, at least i was having fun", i think "oh yeah, real fun, how creative of you, you lame ass. can't you do something for once that doesn't involve you having a beer every single night? something a little smarter?" sorry for the bitching guys, perhaps it's the lack of thinkgs to do here in NM, but i get the feeling that there are people like this everywhere. getting faded is fine in moderation, but every night??? get a fucking real life. maybe that's all there is to life for some poeple- and to me, that is very, very sad, and not too groovy at all. i guess watching my dad growing up helped shape my attitude towards regular every night drinkers, expecially those who are unintelligeble and then deny the fact that they are drunk. drunk dialing is not smart and giberrish is so ont a turn on.

life has intrinsic value, but it's hard to tell that to someone who likes to get drunk all of the time. have fun and kill yourself doing something worthwhile and productive- like climbing a mountain or flying a plane- people will remember you more fondly that way. but i guess if you don't care how people remember you, then drink to your heart's content and don't cry to anyone whe you get serosis of your liver, or a pancreatic tumor. and i won't cry to anyone if i get lung cancer from smoking weed in moderation, but at least it doesn't make me act as stupid as alcohol or crack would
maybe i'm just an old, crazy cat lady in a 23 year old girl's body. maybe i'm just the wet blanket nobody wants to drag around, bacuase the drink in their hand is much more fun and the harm it does is silent and unseen for years. who knows?? who cares...