i'm sending you the emu, express post. i find i get depressed when there's nobody around to kick my ass, or when nothing in my life has changed for a long period of time. you need to shake your life up a bit. fuck, listen to me, as if i know anything. hang in there, big guy.
dont sweat it, i went to a brain doctor to see if i was depressed and it was a hilarious experience. elsewhere, tonight im going to a preformance art thing where you can drink a womans breast milk, wanna come? do it! if not eat cool foods, its summer
i hope you are ok. but i am confused. i know that you probably realize the fact that you wrote all this in your livejournal is somewhat strange, considering that you are actually telling your friends how you deeply feel, while at the same time verbally (in technospeak?) admitting that you are still deeply plagued by your inability to speak candidly for fear of rejection ('keeping a good face'). -- i almost feel like your journal entry should end with something like 'well here's the new me, no more of this bullshit and hiding my true emotions.'-- but it doesn't.i have no idea what it has to do with joel? i wouldn't say that this entry is an act of 'avoiding life' but rather one of asking for commiseration. i don't know too much of your relationship with joel and all i know is he called and you were upset because you thought you should have never emailed him. i didnt know about this new development and i think its weird that i read it online considering that is how this apparantly how it all started, my advice is to avoid speaking
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oh yeah and last night, we spent with beasley, who adorned us with stories of poland, sweedish ladies, drunken california comrades who, with greg, made a pact to 'all get laid tonight'. we drank and went to a bar, karla's, then crashed at my place. at the bar, after these drunk fratboys pretended to want to fight (in london, everyone wants to start a fight, and no one actually throws a punch). and when their buddies (made up of off duty rcmp officers, bouncers, club owners, and the like) broke it up (what 'it' is im not sure), they all hugged and i swear to god kissed. and then greg and i started catfighting and slapping each other (right in front of them) whilst i said , "why wont you break up this fight?" and then we hugged and i grabbed his ass and we somewhat loudly professed our love to each other, and then the bouncers and 'fake-fighters' said "...um ok bars closing everybody out" we then escalated the fight and karla joined, beasley eventuallykicked karla and she fell and spilt her beer all over her, then they violently
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I know all about crack.speak_and_spellJuly 14 2006, 16:37:06 UTC
Yes, it is easier to wax on poetically (especially for yours truly) and feel vindicated when typing this junk in a post, or in an e-mail. The shit part of it is there really is no censor, save my own or your own personal discretion. I wrote this whining post out of anxiety. I feel like the old man in Wild Strawberries: I try to be pleasant, but I still come off cold and stoic. I dunno, maybe I'm worrying just to continue this avoidence. You're right, I am wallowing and fishing for pity. So as a recovering alcohoic-junkie whore would say "I stole the T.Veeee." Yeah, its time 2 shut up and do it! REACH FOR THE STARS!!!!!
p.s. You guys ARE the Alpha peoples. You're the Wizard, Greg is Thor and Karla is a woman with the strength and lack of remorse of a regular man! Thats a Mr. Show/Sarah Silverman jokey-rip-off, but whachagondo?!
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Let's talk man to man soon, just when you've got time.
I love you, you Bunny Bunyon Yawn.
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i find i get depressed when there's nobody around to kick my ass, or when nothing in my life has changed for a long period of time. you need to shake your life up a bit. fuck, listen to me, as if i know anything.
hang in there, big guy.
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I wrote this whining post out of anxiety. I feel like the old man in Wild Strawberries: I try to be pleasant, but I still come off cold and stoic. I dunno, maybe I'm worrying just to continue this avoidence.
You're right, I am wallowing and fishing for pity.
So as a recovering alcohoic-junkie whore would say "I stole the T.Veeee." Yeah, its time 2 shut up and do it! REACH FOR THE STARS!!!!!
p.s. You guys ARE the Alpha peoples. You're the Wizard, Greg is Thor and Karla is a woman with the strength and lack of remorse of a regular man! Thats a Mr. Show/Sarah Silverman jokey-rip-off, but whachagondo?!
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