Monday, August 12, 2002
oof oof oof
every weekend, i am left with this stupid lingering burning sensation in the back of my throat. every monday, i say i'm not going to smoke anything at all for the rest of the week so the tingling can go away. yet i never do, so its always there. funny, all i have to do is smoke a little bit and it goes away :D
but seriously... summer should be a time of excess with friends. i have a whole nine months after ryan leaves to go back to my mundane sober life.
a few things have struck me as exceedingly cool recently. well, for a while the new silverchair album was the absolute bomb shizznizzle. i think i've listened too it too much. its not really my fault. i can blame matt for being absolutely in love with it :) anyways, everyone who has ever listened to silverchair should check out their new album, because it is so completely opposite of what you would expect.
todays megatokyo is hilarious. largo is my hero. i'm going to use the term "r4ck3d" from now on. it is just a brilliant mangling of the english language :D
perhaps the coolest thing i've heard since goldfinger started yelling out slogans that ryan and i coined is track 8 on the new filter album. oh my god..... the end...... jebus. there is something about that guy yelling I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU YOU PIECE OF SHIT at the top of his lungs repeatedly that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.
i have very little patience for things today. i just don't care. i'm glad i didn't get pulled over today, that would have been bad news. i probably would have gotten booked for reckless driving, then for punching a police officer in the face, then for the high speed police chase that would have happened directly after. but yeah, i dunno. traffic lights were annoying me. i swear i missed them all.
pioneer square this weekend.... i hope the 3 bars we went too weren't the focal points of the downtown social scene. they were all pretty ass i thought. i mean, they got me drunk but jeez, there was nothing special at all about any of them, really. i wish we had gone to the last supper club. that place looked like it could have been pretty slutastic. i don't think i'd make a very good barfly. i mean seriously, people go to bars to hook up. to do this, guys need to get the girls drunk, which takes a lot of money. then, the guys need to manage to keep a drunk girls attention so she doesn't wander off and end up screwing some random dude in the alley. keeping a drunk beer sluts attention is just about as easy as carrying around a bucket of water without the luxury of a bucket. they both end up in a sloppy mess on the floor, usually on top of someone else. anyways, i don't have the patience. i don't want to have to wait around and shell out a ton of money for drinks for some girl who probably isn't going to sleep with me. if i actually went to a bar to meet people, i would not be looking for a relationship. i'd be looking for some quick sex. basically, bars are just very inefficient brothels. guys go in, shell out money to try and win the affection of some lucky lady. the problem with bars is, you usually don't get what you pay for.
bars serve a few purposes for me. i don't go often, but when i do i get drunk with my friends, laugh at drunk jackasses, laugh at drunk beer sluts, and above all, laugh at the interactions between said jackasses and beer sluts. this is great for me. i don't mind it. a good time is had by all. you get drunk with your friends and get some entertainment out of it.
that being said, i think i would fare much better at a club. by the end, i was doing pretty well by going to raves. i could dance ok, and if i had some drugs i could keep it up all night until it was time to go home. there isn't any talking, so dancing with other people just kind of happens. if you end up with some girl, great. if not, dancing is just as much fun. if dancing gets old, wandering around with your friends watching girls jump up and down and dance and such was fun too. thus, i think if i got some drugs and went clubbing, i could dance for a while, chill with friends, maybe have some horny, legally-aged girl rub her ass against my crotch for a while, as horny dancing girls seem to like to do, and who knows, maybe even hear some good music. i've never really been clubbing, but most clubs seem to be raves with a bartender and snazzy dressing.
i can't see why anyone would ever have the patience to try and hook up with some girl at a bar. i know there are some sincere random hook ups and such that have to happen, but to actually go to the bar with the intent of picking up some chick so you can sleep with her, i don't know how people can put themselves through that. its just stupid. its a whole lot of wasted time and money for a chance at a night of drunken sex. give me a brothel any day. go in, pay my money, get my sex, get out. i don't have to devote a night to it. stupid illegal prositution.....
another thing i don't understand, girls in bars who just expect you to buy them a drink. like, i was waiting for a beer, and this girl kind of sneaks up behind me. i see a flash of red out of the corner of my eye, and so i turn around. sure enough, some cute little thing in a red tank and a mini skirt is sitting there batting her eyes back up at me. its fairly obvious she saw some guy walk up to the bar alone, so decided to try and scam a drink. i kind of looked at her, and looked back at the bar waiting for my drink. she kind of worked her way closer. the funny thing is, i had ordered 2 beers anyways. so they came, and i'm sure she thought she had just scored a free beer. i looked at her, grabbed my drinks and walked off. i wish i could have seen the look on her face. i'm sure she was pissed. but really, what reason does she have to be pissed? pissed because some guy wouldn't give her free shit? screw that, i don't know her, i didn't show any interest in her whatsoever. she pegged me as an easy scam, and got jack shit out of it. i thought it was pretty damn funny. what would have happened if i had given her my second beer..... i would have made awkward chitchat that tried to lead her back up to my friends. i don't want to hang out with her after all, i'm there to chill with my friends. so, it would be me impatiently suggesting that me and my friends have a table upstairs, and her saying no, but i want to get to know you better. of course, we are yelling all of this to try and drown out the cheesy cover band. so, i'd humor her, buy her a few more drinks. chances are she'd leave me after 2 for greener pastures. if everything went really well at the end of the night she'd say well i'm tired, we should hang out some time and then give me her number, which i would promptly throw out, for it is as worthless as the soiled bar napkin it is scribbled on. here i've wasted my night and a bunch of money paying for drinks for 2 so i can get the number of some girl who will never give me the time of day unless i am buying her shit. i'm just not going to do that on the off chance that i might get some action from some girl who i don't know and who i will never hear from again. if sex was a sure thing, then hell yes i would do it. but its NOT. in fact, it isn't likely at all. the odds are terrible. why gamble when you know you will lose kind of thing. its fun for some idle entertainment every once in a while, but to take it seriously is just stupid.
another funny thing, there were 5 bridal showers at this first bar we went too. 5, at the same time. we watched 4 of them wander in, and apparently there was another one already in there. all the guys were really excited. SCORE!!!! tons of drunk chicks!!! yes, tons of drunk chicks dwelling on the holy bond of matrimony, and their loving boyfriends/husbands that are waiting for them at home. you don't actually thing someone would leave the bachelorette party to hang out with you, LET ALONE sleep with you, do you? never going to happen!!!! especially with something as moral and monumental as a wedding hanging over their heads. i know, only one of them is getting married, but they all are thinking about it. getting laid or even hanging out with random guys is the last thing on their minds, unless they are really drunk and you are a male stripper. i tried to explain my reasoning why these bachelorette parties were bad for business, but no one seemed to listen. i mean, 5 parties, lets say a conservative estimate of 7 people per party (very conservative). that is THIRTY-FIVE girls in this one bar that are completely unobtainable. holy wildly contaminated ratios batman!
i guess what i really don't understand is this whole institution of sex. i mean, is it really that big of a deal? why do people go to such great lengths to obtain in, and then why do people make such a big deal of it after they do get it. i don't really care, i mean, it just doesn't bother me anymore. i mean, shit, it isn't really that great. maybe i've just never had mindblowing sex. maybe someday someone will give me something that will leave me in a drooling heap, and i will spend the rest of my life pursuing that otherworldly pleasure again. to be honest, i just can't see that happening. i don't think sex will every be a huge issue to me, personally. i mean, as long as i am around other people, it will be a huge issue, and i'll be sucked in. obviously it will be a mental issue, me being the fully functional and hormonally driven male i am, but there are other ways to relieve sexual tension. i guess i don't see why most guys swim through an ocean of bullshit to get some, and then come out the otherside with crap oozing out of their ears bragging about it.
holy fuck, belligerent wank sighting!!!!
anyways, enjoy your days :) i've got to hit up pioneer square with blake. i'm guessing it would be a hilarious good time :D
every weekend, i am left with this stupid lingering burning sensation in the back of my throat. every monday, i say i'm not going to smoke anything at all for the rest of the week so the tingling can go away. yet i never do, so its always there. funny, all i have to do is smoke a little bit and it goes away :D
but seriously... summer should be a time of excess with friends. i have a whole nine months after ryan leaves to go back to my mundane sober life.
a few things have struck me as exceedingly cool recently. well, for a while the new silverchair album was the absolute bomb shizznizzle. i think i've listened too it too much. its not really my fault. i can blame matt for being absolutely in love with it :) anyways, everyone who has ever listened to silverchair should check out their new album, because it is so completely opposite of what you would expect.
todays megatokyo is hilarious. largo is my hero. i'm going to use the term "r4ck3d" from now on. it is just a brilliant mangling of the english language :D
perhaps the coolest thing i've heard since goldfinger started yelling out slogans that ryan and i coined is track 8 on the new filter album. oh my god..... the end...... jebus. there is something about that guy yelling I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU YOU PIECE OF SHIT at the top of his lungs repeatedly that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.
i have very little patience for things today. i just don't care. i'm glad i didn't get pulled over today, that would have been bad news. i probably would have gotten booked for reckless driving, then for punching a police officer in the face, then for the high speed police chase that would have happened directly after. but yeah, i dunno. traffic lights were annoying me. i swear i missed them all.
pioneer square this weekend.... i hope the 3 bars we went too weren't the focal points of the downtown social scene. they were all pretty ass i thought. i mean, they got me drunk but jeez, there was nothing special at all about any of them, really. i wish we had gone to the last supper club. that place looked like it could have been pretty slutastic. i don't think i'd make a very good barfly. i mean seriously, people go to bars to hook up. to do this, guys need to get the girls drunk, which takes a lot of money. then, the guys need to manage to keep a drunk girls attention so she doesn't wander off and end up screwing some random dude in the alley. keeping a drunk beer sluts attention is just about as easy as carrying around a bucket of water without the luxury of a bucket. they both end up in a sloppy mess on the floor, usually on top of someone else. anyways, i don't have the patience. i don't want to have to wait around and shell out a ton of money for drinks for some girl who probably isn't going to sleep with me. if i actually went to a bar to meet people, i would not be looking for a relationship. i'd be looking for some quick sex. basically, bars are just very inefficient brothels. guys go in, shell out money to try and win the affection of some lucky lady. the problem with bars is, you usually don't get what you pay for.
bars serve a few purposes for me. i don't go often, but when i do i get drunk with my friends, laugh at drunk jackasses, laugh at drunk beer sluts, and above all, laugh at the interactions between said jackasses and beer sluts. this is great for me. i don't mind it. a good time is had by all. you get drunk with your friends and get some entertainment out of it.
that being said, i think i would fare much better at a club. by the end, i was doing pretty well by going to raves. i could dance ok, and if i had some drugs i could keep it up all night until it was time to go home. there isn't any talking, so dancing with other people just kind of happens. if you end up with some girl, great. if not, dancing is just as much fun. if dancing gets old, wandering around with your friends watching girls jump up and down and dance and such was fun too. thus, i think if i got some drugs and went clubbing, i could dance for a while, chill with friends, maybe have some horny, legally-aged girl rub her ass against my crotch for a while, as horny dancing girls seem to like to do, and who knows, maybe even hear some good music. i've never really been clubbing, but most clubs seem to be raves with a bartender and snazzy dressing.
i can't see why anyone would ever have the patience to try and hook up with some girl at a bar. i know there are some sincere random hook ups and such that have to happen, but to actually go to the bar with the intent of picking up some chick so you can sleep with her, i don't know how people can put themselves through that. its just stupid. its a whole lot of wasted time and money for a chance at a night of drunken sex. give me a brothel any day. go in, pay my money, get my sex, get out. i don't have to devote a night to it. stupid illegal prositution.....
another thing i don't understand, girls in bars who just expect you to buy them a drink. like, i was waiting for a beer, and this girl kind of sneaks up behind me. i see a flash of red out of the corner of my eye, and so i turn around. sure enough, some cute little thing in a red tank and a mini skirt is sitting there batting her eyes back up at me. its fairly obvious she saw some guy walk up to the bar alone, so decided to try and scam a drink. i kind of looked at her, and looked back at the bar waiting for my drink. she kind of worked her way closer. the funny thing is, i had ordered 2 beers anyways. so they came, and i'm sure she thought she had just scored a free beer. i looked at her, grabbed my drinks and walked off. i wish i could have seen the look on her face. i'm sure she was pissed. but really, what reason does she have to be pissed? pissed because some guy wouldn't give her free shit? screw that, i don't know her, i didn't show any interest in her whatsoever. she pegged me as an easy scam, and got jack shit out of it. i thought it was pretty damn funny. what would have happened if i had given her my second beer..... i would have made awkward chitchat that tried to lead her back up to my friends. i don't want to hang out with her after all, i'm there to chill with my friends. so, it would be me impatiently suggesting that me and my friends have a table upstairs, and her saying no, but i want to get to know you better. of course, we are yelling all of this to try and drown out the cheesy cover band. so, i'd humor her, buy her a few more drinks. chances are she'd leave me after 2 for greener pastures. if everything went really well at the end of the night she'd say well i'm tired, we should hang out some time and then give me her number, which i would promptly throw out, for it is as worthless as the soiled bar napkin it is scribbled on. here i've wasted my night and a bunch of money paying for drinks for 2 so i can get the number of some girl who will never give me the time of day unless i am buying her shit. i'm just not going to do that on the off chance that i might get some action from some girl who i don't know and who i will never hear from again. if sex was a sure thing, then hell yes i would do it. but its NOT. in fact, it isn't likely at all. the odds are terrible. why gamble when you know you will lose kind of thing. its fun for some idle entertainment every once in a while, but to take it seriously is just stupid.
another funny thing, there were 5 bridal showers at this first bar we went too. 5, at the same time. we watched 4 of them wander in, and apparently there was another one already in there. all the guys were really excited. SCORE!!!! tons of drunk chicks!!! yes, tons of drunk chicks dwelling on the holy bond of matrimony, and their loving boyfriends/husbands that are waiting for them at home. you don't actually thing someone would leave the bachelorette party to hang out with you, LET ALONE sleep with you, do you? never going to happen!!!! especially with something as moral and monumental as a wedding hanging over their heads. i know, only one of them is getting married, but they all are thinking about it. getting laid or even hanging out with random guys is the last thing on their minds, unless they are really drunk and you are a male stripper. i tried to explain my reasoning why these bachelorette parties were bad for business, but no one seemed to listen. i mean, 5 parties, lets say a conservative estimate of 7 people per party (very conservative). that is THIRTY-FIVE girls in this one bar that are completely unobtainable. holy wildly contaminated ratios batman!
i guess what i really don't understand is this whole institution of sex. i mean, is it really that big of a deal? why do people go to such great lengths to obtain in, and then why do people make such a big deal of it after they do get it. i don't really care, i mean, it just doesn't bother me anymore. i mean, shit, it isn't really that great. maybe i've just never had mindblowing sex. maybe someday someone will give me something that will leave me in a drooling heap, and i will spend the rest of my life pursuing that otherworldly pleasure again. to be honest, i just can't see that happening. i don't think sex will every be a huge issue to me, personally. i mean, as long as i am around other people, it will be a huge issue, and i'll be sucked in. obviously it will be a mental issue, me being the fully functional and hormonally driven male i am, but there are other ways to relieve sexual tension. i guess i don't see why most guys swim through an ocean of bullshit to get some, and then come out the otherside with crap oozing out of their ears bragging about it.
holy fuck, belligerent wank sighting!!!!
anyways, enjoy your days :) i've got to hit up pioneer square with blake. i'm guessing it would be a hilarious good time :D
