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Reality Check?

November 16th, 2008 Comments off

So I’ve been jabbering on FetLife a LOT lately. I run out of things to do and just… babble. Annnnd I might be pissing people off but I’m at that stage in my life where I just don’t care. I go through phases. One minute I’m praying to be part of the cool kids club and the next I realize the cool kids are missing their brains. And then I don’t care that their brains have fallen out. I just want to be as cool as them!

Ah adolescence. Who’da thunk it would stretch almost to thirty. If I listen to the hours of gibberish my ATC counselors used to spew at me I’d believe it’s all the drugs stunting my emotional growth to that of a twelve year old (when I started doing prescription and street drugs). Or maybe nine, when I started smoking cigarettes. I like to think it’s much deeper than that. Being a teenager was fun, damn it!

We have a future <a href=””>KAP</a> living beneath us and she’s cool as hell. And smart! It’s so rare to find an intelligent female in our neck of the woods. Most of them are more interested in having babies and staying on welfare. And I know that’s a horrible stereotype but if I was interested in backing myself up (which I am… a little) I’d tell you how many of the females I’ve met who’ve flat out told me they did their best to get fired from their jobs because quitting would screw up their section 8 or food stamps. It’s sad, really, that working cramps their style . But it’s home and I love it here. Minus the snow… which, remarkably, we’ve had very little of yet. Knock on wood. Lots and hard.

The sirens are becoming lullabies and the other night I got to listen to a drunken priest talk about his all forgiving God and a daughter that hates him. I sort of felt sorry for him when the women outside smoking with him ridiculed him for falling. But it was all fun and games again when he told them he’d done nothing God wouldn’t forgive him for. He’s managed to avoid the seven deadly sins. So far.

I hope I’m right and there is no hell. Because if there is, when I get there I’ll be met with a red carpet and Satan carrying his worst torture devices. Boy do I have a surprise for him! And I’ll be bootlegging ice water right under his nose.

He’ll probably sentence me to another lifetime on Earth for making fun of him.  Read more…

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