dang.., your self-loathing makes meself love you!!! Great post, but I'm so so sorry about the red zone. You'll get through it little darling! Just remember to take a walk out on the ol' st lawrence when the blood lust starts a-bilin'!
Thanks for the lovin man. I think the St. Lawrence is now either melted or unsafe to walk on. But I have a couple of other equally good tricks up my sleeve to boost my mood. I hope all is well on your side of the tracks
I've been "reading" ASCII porn to take the pain awayjihad4dummiesMarch 15 2007, 12:55:58 UTC
This is brilliant stuff man. I was standing in the lobby of Watson yesterday thinking about the monotone grey sky and the fact that 3 out of 4 lightbulbs are broken on that floor and I was wondering why people weren't hurling themselves off the 517 balcony like lemmings.
But I think your blood-lusted dictator aesthetic works far better. Anger!
I wonder what Cde. Stalin did with folks who littered?
My mum cured me of the littering habit quite early. When I was around 5, I threw a pop can out the car window. My mum stopped the car, and made me walk back and pick up the can. Her friend who was in the car with us was astonished (she'd never have thought to correct my behaviour, it seems) but it was pretty effective.
That sounds like some solid parenting! The situation was reversed for a friend of mine. Her dad was the one throwing stuff out the window and she, being probably 12, was telling him to drive back and pick it up. His response was "Why should I do the job of city workers who are paid to pick it up?" What a jackass.
If only the rain would say what mama should'velady_byronMarch 16 2007, 18:12:18 UTC
Oh, my, you said it. Walking around this morning your post was swirling in my mind almost as profusely as the garbage in the air. That's utter garbage, literally (the trash not your post)! Your post, however, is genius, and if you want to dictate, be my guest. This is the part that readers relish.
Do you think that all these kids' 'rents forgot to tell them about not littering because they were, like their kids one day would be, narcotized on starbucks coffee, aka zombie juice, aka the once rare but now plentifully produced juice of the capitalistis bush?
Re: If only the rain would say what mama should'vejezebelmcpussyMarch 16 2007, 22:04:00 UTC
hang in there, sweatpea! remember that these observations are not unlike those made of Waterloo. hmm, that shouldn't make you feel better. Well, all student ghettos seem to look the same (so remember kingston isn't necessarily so bad) and you won't always have to be in one
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Re: If only the rain would say what mama should'veparadise_loserMarch 17 2007, 15:27:27 UTC
It's true, Waterloo was bad - but it was more concentrated in commercial than residential areas (for the most part). Here, the situation seems to be the reverse.
I still can't get over the dog-shit in the sauna deal. I bet you some fucked-up dog culture enthusiast who uses their dog to supplement a human mate or friend brought Rover into the sauna with them to simulate a hot date, and the dog couldn't handle the heat. In a panic, or perhaps from extreme warming of the bowels, or even from the extreme state of relaxation that saunas are meant to encourage, Rover just let loose. Can you imagine the smell in there at the time of the crime. Holy shit! heheh.
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But I think your blood-lusted dictator aesthetic works far better. Anger!
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My mum cured me of the littering habit quite early. When I was around 5, I threw a pop can out the car window. My mum stopped the car, and made me walk back and pick up the can. Her friend who was in the car with us was astonished (she'd never have thought to correct my behaviour, it seems) but it was pretty effective.
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Do you think that all these kids' 'rents forgot to tell them about not littering because they were, like their kids one day would be, narcotized on starbucks coffee, aka zombie juice, aka the once rare but now plentifully produced juice of the capitalistis bush?
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I still can't get over the dog-shit in the sauna deal. I bet you some fucked-up dog culture enthusiast who uses their dog to supplement a human mate or friend brought Rover into the sauna with them to simulate a hot date, and the dog couldn't handle the heat. In a panic, or perhaps from extreme warming of the bowels, or even from the extreme state of relaxation that saunas are meant to encourage, Rover just let loose. Can you imagine the smell in there at the time of the crime. Holy shit! heheh.
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