British movies are better because even in the comedies, all these sad, horrible things happen to all the characters.
It makes me all warm and fuzzy.
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9.7.10
8.7.10
Chinaski
in the hospitals and jails
it's the worst
in madhouses
it's the worst
in penthouses
it's the worst
in skid row flophouses
it's the worst
at poetry readings
at rock concerts
at benefits for the disabled
it's the worst
at funerals
at weddings
it's the worst
at parades
at skating rinks
at sexual orgies
it's the worst
at midnight
at 3 a.m.
at 5:45 p.m.
it's the worst
falling through the sky
firing squads
that's the best
thinking of India
looking at popcorn stands
watching the bull get the matador
that's the best
boxed lightbulbs
an old dog scratching
peanuts in a celluloid bag
that's the best
spraying roaches
a clean pair of stockings
natural guts defeating natural talent
that's the best
in front of firing squads
throwing crusts to seagulls
slicing tomatoes
that's the best
rugs with cigarette burns
cracks in sidewalks
waitresses still sane
that's the best
my hands dead
my heart dead
silence
adagio of rocks
the world ablaze
that's the best
for me.
it's the worst
in madhouses
it's the worst
in penthouses
it's the worst
in skid row flophouses
it's the worst
at poetry readings
at rock concerts
at benefits for the disabled
it's the worst
at funerals
at weddings
it's the worst
at parades
at skating rinks
at sexual orgies
it's the worst
at midnight
at 3 a.m.
at 5:45 p.m.
it's the worst
falling through the sky
firing squads
that's the best
thinking of India
looking at popcorn stands
watching the bull get the matador
that's the best
boxed lightbulbs
an old dog scratching
peanuts in a celluloid bag
that's the best
spraying roaches
a clean pair of stockings
natural guts defeating natural talent
that's the best
in front of firing squads
throwing crusts to seagulls
slicing tomatoes
that's the best
rugs with cigarette burns
cracks in sidewalks
waitresses still sane
that's the best
my hands dead
my heart dead
silence
adagio of rocks
the world ablaze
that's the best
for me.
Lindsay- The touch of your lips is a shock not a kiss, it's electric twist, an electric twist. says (2:20 AM):
I never really thought about it before, but I am now. And it's like wow, hmm... I kinda get it now
Steven says (2:21 AM):
I'm not at all sure what we're talking about anymore, hah.
Lindsay- The touch of your lips is a shock not a kiss, it's electric twist, an electric twist. says (2:22 AM):
Before I never really checked you out, you know? Never paid attention to whether or not your good looking, cause your Steven, my big brother kinda thing. But now I am and it's like, I see why girls are always trailing after you. Your pretty handsome.
Steven says (2:22 AM):
HAH, I don't think I've ever gotten a girl with looks in my life.
Lindsay- The touch of your lips is a shock not a kiss, it's electric twist, an electric twist. says (2:23 AM):
you probably have, just don't realise it
Steven says (2:23 AM):
Maybe.
But not at all, really.
I know how I get girls, but it's not my job to give all myself away.
I guess to prove a point, though you'll probably never re-read this, WE dated, and you never looked before.
I stand by my looks comments.
Anyway. I have more to write on other things, this is just a placeholder.
I never really thought about it before, but I am now. And it's like wow, hmm... I kinda get it now
Steven says (2:21 AM):
I'm not at all sure what we're talking about anymore, hah.
Lindsay- The touch of your lips is a shock not a kiss, it's electric twist, an electric twist. says (2:22 AM):
Before I never really checked you out, you know? Never paid attention to whether or not your good looking, cause your Steven, my big brother kinda thing. But now I am and it's like, I see why girls are always trailing after you. Your pretty handsome.
Steven says (2:22 AM):
HAH, I don't think I've ever gotten a girl with looks in my life.
Lindsay- The touch of your lips is a shock not a kiss, it's electric twist, an electric twist. says (2:23 AM):
you probably have, just don't realise it
Steven says (2:23 AM):
Maybe.
But not at all, really.
I know how I get girls, but it's not my job to give all myself away.
I guess to prove a point, though you'll probably never re-read this, WE dated, and you never looked before.
I stand by my looks comments.
Anyway. I have more to write on other things, this is just a placeholder.
7.7.10
I am caught between being happy and realizing this is a REALLY bad idea in alot of ways.
But, it'll be fun and a good time had by all and something new to do and who knows, maybe some of my bad ideas will work out once and a while, right?
Anyway, I think I'm done going to the bar for a while. So, in that light, I'm going to have to go make my own steak. Maybe I'll write more later in Blogger saves this little blurb.
But, it'll be fun and a good time had by all and something new to do and who knows, maybe some of my bad ideas will work out once and a while, right?
Anyway, I think I'm done going to the bar for a while. So, in that light, I'm going to have to go make my own steak. Maybe I'll write more later in Blogger saves this little blurb.
3.7.10
Still depressingly boring. I don't mean in the sense that things are just horrible, since it's really pretty tough for any present moment to really be all THAT bad unless you want it to be. I mean in the way that they're just slightly lame, and for what is supposed to be the best days of our lives, any lameness creates a bit of a depressing aura. I don't have a whole lot going for me beyond being really good at out smoking everyone and generally being happy about things, and while that's fine for now, "Did I ever tell you about the time I stayed at home and did nothing, but was happy about it?" makes for a really stupid story to tell when you're old. I've DONE lots of shit, but I remember half of what I should, can tell a quarter of it without seeming odd, and have done none of it anytime recently*. I have fun, but it's sort of repetative, in-a-rut fun.
Anyway. Lots of bars lately. Fun times at Eagan's in GP and sort of awkward but fun (for me) times outside the Casino. I suspect there were fun times in Rock City and in the Casino too, so really it worked out pretty well for everyone since I only had to put up with a little weirdness over vomit, annoying guys, and who knows what else could have happened, and that's usually good enough at a bar.
Went to Finnigan's with Alex beforehand. Turns out I know the owner, which doesn't really make him less weird. Alex brought the bartender to GP, but ditched him. It was kinda pathetic, but Lindsay thought he was cute (XD), and I didn't really have to watch him be desperate, so it was pretty ok too.
Went to Rockwell's and the DC Casino with Henney today. Drank alot of beer and ate some insanely good food. I also beat Henney at pool 3 of 5, which was really suprising since I've never seen anyone beat him. I guess there's an advantage to drinking alot lately, even if I can't walk right, I can still maintain a sober pool game. We drove to the gravel pits behind my house and hiked the mile or so into the rimrocks, then smoked wayy too few joints and climbed around for a while. I hadn't walked in there before, but it was probably pretty good for me and was a nice way to kill an afternoon.
I don't really have much more to say right now I guess. This has been another boring post about nothing.
*The other quarter is things I don't think I CAN tell people, either because I'd have to start saying "how are yeh?" and generally acting like everybody's favorite vampiric wank again, or because it makes somebody else look even worse than that. Yay!
Anyway. Lots of bars lately. Fun times at Eagan's in GP and sort of awkward but fun (for me) times outside the Casino. I suspect there were fun times in Rock City and in the Casino too, so really it worked out pretty well for everyone since I only had to put up with a little weirdness over vomit, annoying guys, and who knows what else could have happened, and that's usually good enough at a bar.
Went to Finnigan's with Alex beforehand. Turns out I know the owner, which doesn't really make him less weird. Alex brought the bartender to GP, but ditched him. It was kinda pathetic, but Lindsay thought he was cute (XD), and I didn't really have to watch him be desperate, so it was pretty ok too.
Went to Rockwell's and the DC Casino with Henney today. Drank alot of beer and ate some insanely good food. I also beat Henney at pool 3 of 5, which was really suprising since I've never seen anyone beat him. I guess there's an advantage to drinking alot lately, even if I can't walk right, I can still maintain a sober pool game. We drove to the gravel pits behind my house and hiked the mile or so into the rimrocks, then smoked wayy too few joints and climbed around for a while. I hadn't walked in there before, but it was probably pretty good for me and was a nice way to kill an afternoon.
I don't really have much more to say right now I guess. This has been another boring post about nothing.
*The other quarter is things I don't think I CAN tell people, either because I'd have to start saying "how are yeh?" and generally acting like everybody's favorite vampiric wank again, or because it makes somebody else look even worse than that. Yay!
26.6.10
I really hate when I'm insanely bored, and hang out with people I don't have much in common with. They're nice to get high with or have a drink with or whatever, but for some reason they typically just amplify my boredom and I find myself wanting to tell them absurd lies and excuses just so I don't have to be around them anymore.
Yup.
Edit: I think I hung out with Brendan right after I wrote this. Should be noted that I don't mean him since we still have good stoned chats without having anything much in common.
Yup.
Edit: I think I hung out with Brendan right after I wrote this. Should be noted that I don't mean him since we still have good stoned chats without having anything much in common.
25.6.10
Such pretty, pretty, pretty girls.
I haven't had a whole lot to write about lately I' nice and perfectly comfortable and don't want to leave my cave at all today.
I'll probably have to go buy pot off R, which means hanging around and meeting his bipartisan mentor guy who's staying with him. In R's own words: "He's a good guy like I'm a good guy". So yeah, I'd buy off Alex, but she's living there as far as I can tell. Oh well. Maybe I won't buy weed today
Well, I'm too lazy to write anymore right now too. Back to sleep, it's early-is.
6.6.10
More happy things!
It's been a while since I've written anything. I don't know if I mentioned it elsewhere, but I was up in FSJ working for about five weeks, and I wrote alot of sort of half decent shit then. I'll probably put it up later.
However, the overall summary:
Fort Saint John Job:
Duration: Apr 10th - May 22nd
Hours Worked: ALOT
Money Blown: $1500<
Numbers Gotten: 4, none of whom are really all that callable now that I'm not stuck there.
Drug Connections: 2, one also being a number.
Weed Smoked (gs): 210 plus a little hash.
Beers Drank: 10?
Shit Dealt With: 3 (My boss, Demo boss, old fucker who I should have let get himself killed anyway. DO NOT WALK UNDER THE BUILDING WHILE IT'S COLLAPSING is not something I should have to tell people who are just going to be dicks about it anyway).
Things Looted:
Sin City DVD and Book
Good Fellas DVD
Bottles of Wine (didn't count them, probably around a dozen. And I ended up finding the owner and returning them anyway after drinking one with some dude)
Four Canadians (Which I gave to the aformentioned dude, who got me good and smashed in return)
Parties Attended: 2
Steaks Eaten: 5 (my weed buddy really could BQ like a champ)
Times Thrown Up: 3 (all within 20 minutes, right after I'd eaten an apple on a sober day. Yeah, I don't get it either)
Anyway, that's about all I remember right now. I've got like a chest cold or something, so I'm kinda feeling shitty and can't think too good. All and all, it was a good time, and I actually didn't really want to take off since they were supposed to be getting their fair the day we left (they postponed it due to shit weather).
I'll have to call M (what she's listed as in the phone. I think it was Melissa or something, but I'll really have to stop abbreviating EVERY "M" name (from Marissa to Mike) as M), since I promised her acid if I could get some, but really, I was a shocked as anyone else at home by many numbers I actually got. Especially since I had very few clothes and looked like shit the whole time. FSJ girls are REALLY friendly (to be polite), and I guess they just haven't ever met guys who aren't totally convinced that women should be silent cleaning tools yet.
Well, that's the trip. I'm sick and tired and doing something else now.
However, the overall summary:
Fort Saint John Job:
Duration: Apr 10th - May 22nd
Hours Worked: ALOT
Money Blown: $1500<
Numbers Gotten: 4, none of whom are really all that callable now that I'm not stuck there.
Drug Connections: 2, one also being a number.
Weed Smoked (gs): 210 plus a little hash.
Beers Drank: 10?
Shit Dealt With: 3 (My boss, Demo boss, old fucker who I should have let get himself killed anyway. DO NOT WALK UNDER THE BUILDING WHILE IT'S COLLAPSING is not something I should have to tell people who are just going to be dicks about it anyway).
Things Looted:
Sin City DVD and Book
Good Fellas DVD
Bottles of Wine (didn't count them, probably around a dozen. And I ended up finding the owner and returning them anyway after drinking one with some dude)
Four Canadians (Which I gave to the aformentioned dude, who got me good and smashed in return)
Parties Attended: 2
Steaks Eaten: 5 (my weed buddy really could BQ like a champ)
Times Thrown Up: 3 (all within 20 minutes, right after I'd eaten an apple on a sober day. Yeah, I don't get it either)
Anyway, that's about all I remember right now. I've got like a chest cold or something, so I'm kinda feeling shitty and can't think too good. All and all, it was a good time, and I actually didn't really want to take off since they were supposed to be getting their fair the day we left (they postponed it due to shit weather).
I'll have to call M (what she's listed as in the phone. I think it was Melissa or something, but I'll really have to stop abbreviating EVERY "M" name (from Marissa to Mike) as M), since I promised her acid if I could get some, but really, I was a shocked as anyone else at home by many numbers I actually got. Especially since I had very few clothes and looked like shit the whole time. FSJ girls are REALLY friendly (to be polite), and I guess they just haven't ever met guys who aren't totally convinced that women should be silent cleaning tools yet.
Well, that's the trip. I'm sick and tired and doing something else now.
12.4.10
Steven gets the kids drunk, part 26
Phillip
I've got a really small baseball bat that might work?
5:50pmAngelika
YES, small baseball bats for the win!!
5:51pmPhillip
Wicked. I'll trade you for...
Vodka?
5:52pmAngelika
or... my next pay, i could get money, and make you go get booze!!
5:52pmPhillip
Could do that. I ususally charge five bucks or just a couple shots.
5:53pmAngelika
Or you could just have some...? Lol
5:53pmPhillip
Shots it is!
5:54pmAngelika
LOL, i've never actually taken a shot b4.... of vodka anyways.
5:54pmPhillip
jaw drop
5:54pmAngelika
i know, i know....
5:54pmPhillip
When are yeh getting paid?
5:55pmAngelika
The 23rd, but i work the next day, so we may have to kidnap bri aswell, so i can crash with her,
I'm going to hell, but I'm gonna be good and smashed when I get there.
And seriously. Who the fuck is Katie Crust? I think I've even rated about this shit on here before. Get off my MSN, you undeletable psycho-stalking whore! Kidding, you're probably a wonderful person and all that shit, and don't ever bother me (hi is easy to ignore). But really. Fuck off anyway.
Welp, I'm still bloody bored. Scraping the pipes all day is not a fun task.
I'm supposed to chill with Stephanie D. tomorra. She's probably my favorite "casual friend" at the moment, since she's usually got something decent to say, can appreciate silence, and gets that hanging out with someone every day is really, really dull and annoying after a while. Actually, the whole casual friend concept is just plain good.
Well, I'm distracted looking through my emails. I've got quite a collection of pictures of fucked up girls I dated that I didn't know I had, and nostalgia is funny shit.
I've got a really small baseball bat that might work?
5:50pmAngelika
YES, small baseball bats for the win!!
5:51pmPhillip
Wicked. I'll trade you for...
Vodka?
5:52pmAngelika
or... my next pay, i could get money, and make you go get booze!!
5:52pmPhillip
Could do that. I ususally charge five bucks or just a couple shots.
5:53pmAngelika
Or you could just have some...? Lol
5:53pmPhillip
Shots it is!
5:54pmAngelika
LOL, i've never actually taken a shot b4.... of vodka anyways.
5:54pmPhillip
jaw drop
5:54pmAngelika
i know, i know....
5:54pmPhillip
When are yeh getting paid?
5:55pmAngelika
The 23rd, but i work the next day, so we may have to kidnap bri aswell, so i can crash with her,
I'm going to hell, but I'm gonna be good and smashed when I get there.
And seriously. Who the fuck is Katie Crust? I think I've even rated about this shit on here before. Get off my MSN, you undeletable psycho-stalking whore! Kidding, you're probably a wonderful person and all that shit, and don't ever bother me (hi is easy to ignore). But really. Fuck off anyway.
Welp, I'm still bloody bored. Scraping the pipes all day is not a fun task.
I'm supposed to chill with Stephanie D. tomorra. She's probably my favorite "casual friend" at the moment, since she's usually got something decent to say, can appreciate silence, and gets that hanging out with someone every day is really, really dull and annoying after a while. Actually, the whole casual friend concept is just plain good.
Well, I'm distracted looking through my emails. I've got quite a collection of pictures of fucked up girls I dated that I didn't know I had, and nostalgia is funny shit.
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