Worst entry ever
filed in Uncategorized on Jun.13, 2001
I am euphoric today, because I have an intelligent, gorgeous, all around amazing wife, a not so bad life, a good breakfast, and some exercise. Naturally, this is a perfect time to dump some free-floating hostility.
Note: These aren’t directed at my friends, but I thought random passers-by might find a nugget of useful information here. I might become another Dr. Phil! I don’t mean any of this personally to anyone, please don’t take it that way.
An accident is when something unexpected or unintended happens. Unless you are raped, you cannot accidentally have sex with someone. Especially if you both expected and wanted it to happen. If you don’t want to have sex with someone, don’t. This can be extended to most things: if you don’t want to do X, don’t.
This might be getting complicated, so let’s look at an example scene.
Julia1: I really want to stop drinking myself into a coma every weekend at high school parties. I’m 23, it’s time I did something with my life.
Alcoholic Friends: Hey Julia, do you want to go to a high-school party with us? We’re taking a keg and a bunch of pot!
Julia: Sure!
Now I’m going to stop them right here. Did anyone notice what happened? That’s right, Julia is a fucking moron. She has always been a slave to peer pressure, because she is weak. She will probably always be a slave to peer pressure, and if she survives past thirty, she’ll raise children who will be slaves to peer pressure.
Back to sex specifically, it’s no good trying to use the excuse that it all just happened so fast. Now, I’ve had sex a time or two, and unless you’re sleeping with The Flash, there should be at least a few seconds where you can give pause to contemplate your actions.
If someone you’re with puts a date rape drug in your drink, and you see it happen but drink it anyway, thinking that he just really wanted it, you’re a fucking moron. See above. Furthermore, if you continue to date said rapist, telling yourself that he must really like you to go to all the trouble, you need to seek help for being a fucking moron.
In conclusion, you have the right to not do whatever you don’t want to do.
[1] Names are made up
Drugs make you stupid. Even pot. I know, I’ve heard all about the studies, but if you can never remember where you hide your stash, that’s a sign.
I’m not going to tell anyone to stop taking drugs, that is a personal decision. But if you complain about loss of memory, inability to focus, poor decisions (see above), or wearing assless chaps, then talk about taking drugs without putting the two together, you shouldn’t get mad when someone puts them together for you. I think the psychiatric mumbo jumbo for it is denial.
I’m all for legalizing drugs. My position is that it’s your body, and if you want to treat it like a chemistry set that’s your choice. But if you come crying to me when you burn your house down, expect a whack on the head.
If you leave the comment feature on, you shouldn’t complain when people comment. It’s your journal, so post private or turn off comments. Or maybe you’re just doing it for the attention?
If you’ve made it this far, I’m impressed. You’re very dedicated. Anyway, I know this is all very hypocritical of me. Too bad. Go take a walk or something, stop reading this stupid entry.
Jun 14th, 2001 on 12:07 am
This should have been a term paper. A+
I am euphoric today, because I have an intelligent, gorgeous, all around amazing wife, a not so bad life, a good breakfast, and some exercise.
What about your brother-in-law?
you cannot accidentally have sex with someone
Did you see “The Last Boy Scout”? Bruce Willis had a great line:
“Oh, I know what happened. You slipped and accidently stuck your dick in my wife.”
if you can never remember where you hide your stash, that’s a sign.
Amazing insight. Why can’t everyone see this?
if you come crying to me when you burn your house down, expect a whack on the head.
If only it were this simple.
I know this is all very hypocritical of me.
Hey, we get what we pay for.
Jun 14th, 2001 on 12:18 am
Re: A+
If you can never remember where you hide your stash, that’s a sign.
Amazing insight. Why can’t everyone see this?
Where? I can’t sea it!! Under the table? Where??
Jun 14th, 2001 on 2:06 am
nice.
very nice.
Jun 14th, 2001 on 9:11 am
*laughing* That is absolutely beautiful. I have a sister I’d like to point that logic at, if it weren’t for the unfortunate fact that (metaphorically speaking) she has a hide so tough cannonballs would bounce off it … %-)
Jun 14th, 2001 on 10:59 pm
That was refreshing and great.
Jun 16th, 2001 on 4:03 pm
Current Mood: Hostile
Hostile!? Horsey Style! Doggie Style!? Who cares, you’re right. Peer pressure sucks. Giving into peer pressure sucks even more. I understand you want your friends to like you but you can say no in a cool way. I think everyone has that one friend who treats you like a pansy if you don’t fall for every bullshit suggestion they have. Treat that guy like a bitch if he wants to act like a bitch. That guy I went to The Paradise Club with talks about EVERYONE! as if they’re bitchs. To him if you don’t want to fuck everyone elses wife and beat drunks with beer bottles to mug them you must be a bitch. When I told him about the engagement ring idea he tried to make me feel like a bitch. When I kept my cool it really pissed him off I made him look like a bitch. He’s such a anus. HA HA! Fucker can fry ice cubes in hell! HA HA! Turn the tables on all those fuckers. Make them the bitches. Take control. BLACK POWER! BLACK POWER! Wait wrong protest, and I’m not black. Huh!? What!? Read my lips no new taxes!? What!? OK, now I’m just being retarded.
Later
Jun 17th, 2001 on 2:51 pm
Re: Current Mood: Hostile
Treat that guy like a bitch if he wants to act like a bitch
Hehe, right on.
Jun 17th, 2001 on 1:33 am
What makes it so INSANE is that when she won’t give in to sex he just puts date rape drugs in her soda, and she KNOWS about it. She says “He must want me to use all those drugs!” Like, “Oh well. Its okay if he rapes me, He looooves me”.
Oh yeah. He really really loves you.
Fucking moron.