Wed, Oct 31/01 9:29pm
Life fucking sucks when you're stuck at home on Halloween. It really, really fucking sucks. Time for some fucking comfort food.
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Aint been writing much lately, I know. I've been hooked on a fair number of things, stuck doing others, and just plain forgetful of writing. So, quick overview of the past week, starting with today. Today my new collar finally got here! It's fucking sweet, a little big so I had to cut it down and add a new notch in the back, but I love it. The spikes are pretty damn big. I got the notification thing yesterday, went to the post office all excited then, but the bastards put the wrong date on it. Had to get some McDonalds on the way back to cheer me up. Thursday was
Other than that, there's been the Kingdom girls and Diablo II keeping me busy. They're both online now but neither is talking to me... I don't know if something's up or what... but oh well. Who fucking know's what evil lurks in the hearts of women?
You know that bacon that comes pre-cooked? That fake-on stuff? You'd expect it to be shit, right? Well it aint! Wolf that stuff DOWN, boys and girls!
Oh, and while you're at it, kill the red-headed moron I live with, alright? Thanks.
It's fun to think about cereal mascots sex lives. Like, have you fucking seen Count Chocula lately. That fucker is wayyyy too goddam happy. The only reason for any dude to be that happy that I can figure is from having a huge (and I mean fucking enormous) schlong.
Just got back from a little laundry. Fun stuff. I sometimes forget how enjoyable doing things on my own can be, compared to with someone else, factoring in the constant need for conversation or some kind of communication. Went to Wendys while I was waiting for laundry to finish up, ugh. It was the longest time I've ever spent in line with only one order in front of me. This couple in front of me, they ordered more than $30 worth of food. $30! My grilled chicken combo came to $6.66! So they each spent almost 3 times as much as I did. I can't imagine. I saw was a couple of salads, pitas, lots of dressing, burgers and drinks, and I'm pretty sure that wasn't all of it. There had to be fries in there somewhere too. And then after I got my order, just wanting to sit down and eat in thoughtful peace, this girl who was working behind the counter when I came in got off work and sat a table opposite me, 'waiting for a ride'. I put that in quotes because, well, that was her secondary mission. She totally gave off the 'oh won't you talk to me?' look. I can always pick that look out on girls I don't find attractive, or who are underage for me, or both... and she had it turned up to 10. Ugh. Thankfully for me her ride did show up quickly, and I was left alone. What the fuck, I must have inadvertently walked through some kind of girl attractant pheromone or something. After my computers test today Alana came and talked to me too... conversation with her can still seem strained sometimes though. It's like... it's like she doens't know how to take me, maybe? I guess that shouldn't be a question. It's almost like she really is attracted to me but is trying to supress it or something. She's weird is the only thing I can say for certain. She has a snake and enjoys the feeding of mice to it, how about that? Well, anyhow, I hope Terri-Lynn (the poor girl who got beat up) saw the two of us together and harasses me about it tomorrow. It's fun denying things to her, because she never believes me and it always turns out so funny.
Things with the Kingdom girls are progressing fairly well. I talked to the one I want last night and basically said just that. The problem is, as I'd figured, is that the *other* one laid claim to me first. Which to me is kind of... well, both flattering and ridiculous, I am a liberated human being with free choice and free will, remember. I just can't relate to Nice, who seems to be overly pre-occupied with sex and can't find it in her to talk about anything else. I don't know, maybe that's her strategy to get guys, just sound really really horny... it would work with most guys, so I don't blame her for taking that approach. Thing is, I've come to realize and accept that I am undeniably drawn and attracted to girls who are kind of 'victims'. Girls down on themselves and their surroundings, who are often melancholy at best. Sort of contrasts to me, in a way. But, I don't let them stay that way. Like, for instance with Crazy (never to be confused with Crazy Fruit... shit, that just came to mind and remember that), I really seem to make her happy, and that makes me really happy. I mean, what's not to like? She fucking curls, how cool is that? And has an unhealthy fixation on Bon Jovi... which, well, is kind of funny if nothing else. But anyhow, it's time for Raw, I can write later, since I'll be on with Crazy anyhow.
So Hoover and I have been fucking with network cards all day. And they aint been working, or we haven't been working, which is likely more the case. Arrgh.
Well, at least one of 'my girls' should be online soon... Things are becoming kind of interesting with my Kingdom girls. They're both coming onto me fairly heavily, anxiously awaiting my return back to town. Seems one of them just wants to fuck me outright, and the other wants to have my care and support through her tough time... and then fuck me. I could be wrong though... hell, on something like this I *must* be wrong! But if there's a God watching over me, that dude knows I'm due for a situation like this... if only they could agree to *share* me!
I had fresh pizza tonight for the first time... oh, probably the first time since Hoover came back to Brantford and hung out. I ordered 2 pizzas from Dominos... almost finished the equivalent of one in a sitting, it was great! And now, well, I've definitely gone beyond a single pizza... but I'm sure as hell too stuffed full of it to eat any more right now. Hard to look at it, even. I don't know, I guess that's about it for now... it must be if I'm talking about pizza, right? Right.
Oh crap, I almost forgot! Last night! Strippers! Yeah! Went out to the peeler bar last night and got right fucked up. For relatively cheap cash, too.
It's true, there's such a thing as 'too much of a good thing', especially when other people around you don't think it's a 'good thing' at all. But anyways...
Missed my first class today. It was just review though, so I should be okay. I'm not looking forward to midterms. They're next week. I'm not sure what to expect from college midterms, and I can't remember my university ones very well. I just figure that they can't be too hard... not with the people in my classes. And if they are hard, I suspect the teachers will mark them on a curve anyhow, which would benefit me a little. Not as much as the others, most likely, but a little anyhow. I'd like to get A's and B's this year... it's been so long since something school related has kept me interested long enough to get really good grade in it. But oh well, my teachers know I'm bright now, as does the rest of the class, heh. I noticed today when I put up my hand to say something (which often isn't the case for the other people around me who just shout things out) other people put their hands down, and in fact hush up, waiting to hear what I have to say. And it's rare that anyone argues with me. I mean, today what did we talk about... PMS, XYY chromosomes, the typical portrait of a criminal and... what was the other thing? Oh, diet and the criminal mentality. And fuck... I just dominated. It was the damnedest thing. Even during the PMS conversation... I was the main man. It was fucking cool... I just wish someone could argue with me. At one point we were supposed to draw a sketch based on the features this dude came up with studying prisoners in the 1800's, and mine was the only one that wasn't this stupid cartoon too. Fuck, I'm getting to be the teachers pet or something.
It's weird to be back at home and have so much of the day still ahead of me. And to not be asleep for it, as well.
Things are going... well... 'well', I think. I've been talking to the Kingdom girls a fair bit... but of course they're slowly becoming every other girl I know or have known. Why does every single girl on earth have body issues? Is there not one who thinks she's goodlooking --without being a bitch about it? Or do they really think they are, and are just fishing for compliments? See, it's hard to tell sometimes. Ehn, there's probably a fair mix of the two in each of them. I've said it before and I'll say it again though... there's little worse than an ugly fat chick who thinks she's hot and isn't while a goodlooking girl suffers the fate of believing herself hideous.
Thank God I'm not female.
Happy birthday to me and holy fucking shit. It's an hour and a half til I 'get up' for school, so I figure the idea of sleeping is just ridiculous. Especially with this... check it, yo.
This may be repeating on another thing I'm writing about the weekend, but oh well. The basis is this: Friday night I go to the Kingdom, and my two Kingdom babes finally pick me up. I mean, they get right in with me, and they get my email and icq and give me theirs. So fast forward to today. I get back in North Bay around 8:30, check my mail... nothing. So I send out a mail to them. I watch Raw, come back around 11:30, and got my responses from them, and they're both online on my icq list. Sweet deal. So I chat 'em up all night. One more than the other, as one, Crazy, has to go to bed. So I'm up with Nice all night, chatting away as I like to do with new people. We're trucking along, having a gay old time, trying to squeeze details out of each other, when I mention how I know I'm hot and she doesn't have to tell me that. Oh yeah? Well how do I figure that one? Well easy, Crazy told me. What?! She did not! Sure she did... I'll give you the quote from the email...
And that's when the madness begins. Upset, quite upset and more upset. Ahhh shit. More fucked up girls for me, super-dee-duper. And I didn't quite get the reasoning, not totally. And it took a while, but I finally dragged it out of Nice that I was supposed to be this meaningful prize of sorts. Seems Nice was tired of Crazy getting all the guys, and asked her to 'give her a chance' with me. And if I accepted or rejected her on my own, so be it. If I liked her, great... and if I didn't, I could head off with Crazy and she wouldn't mind (of course, that one's rather unbelievable... I do know a LITTLE about females after all). Sadly, she failed to address the idea of a threesome, but I didn't bring it up either, heh. So, then there's me, feeling like a jerk at first, roughing up relations between 2 friends... and then feeling kind of hurt that I was to be some kind of interactive decision making machine... and then feeling really upset that maybe I was just an experiment, and neither of them actually had any kind of desire for me. But, my fears went to rest, as (hopefully) did Nice's. I can only hope, really. So... I can't decide... this *IS* a confidence booster, right? I mean, I think it is... it's gotta be. It's just a weird ass one, I guess. But anyhow, here I am now, after having spent the whole night online with two very different girls... I'd venture to say apples and oranges in quality of differentiality, wondering if I'm going to hear back from them. I'd like to... I really would. And if I didn't... fuck, that'd make the Kingdom pretty awkward next time...
Girls are FUCKED UP. Fucked RIGHT up.
In the words of Mr. Garrison... "Women can kill, poon-tang's expensive", by which he meant something like: There is a dear, dear price to pay upon the soul for loving women. They are trouble, plain and simple, but convincing a romantic of such is as easy as convincing the sun to seat at noon. But that's just my interpretation.
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