The 1st.
Alright.
Statement for the night: FUCK THE POLICE.
Discussion topic for the night: The duality of Human Nature.
Well then. How do you feel now? Yes, it's true reader. I got another ticket tonight, given to me by one mean-ass son of a bitch. The man was VERY much an asshole. He didn't even speak(well, nothing more than "what year is your car, is this your current address?", just handed me a ticket. While some old lady was being killed by a burglar, or a drunk driver was killing a pregnant mother. How nice of him to take time out of his schedule to give me a ticket.
On from that, on the duality of human nature. I was noticing this about myself earlier. I have 2 very distinctive feelings inside my head. One is a nice, sensitive guy, who would NEVER hurt an animal, in fact, I don't even kill moths, or spiders, or lizards. when I find them in my apt, I gently set them outside. And the other is one MEAN son of a bitch. That one is the one that wishes that the child of the cop that gave me my ticket would get killed, just to hurt him. Not wishing for the cop to get hurt, just someone he cares about. How fucked up is that. I mean, it's exactly like the SS Nazis. The ones who would strangle jewish babies and kill the women, without even thinking, and then go home and play with their own children. How could people do that?? How can someone kill for a living and be totally detached, and then love their wives and children?? Simple. Live as 2 people. Lots of people do it. Realize that, reader. Realize the people you talk to everyday most likely have another personality they hide ENTIRELY.
Well, it's raining. Noone will see it. After all, it is 2:45 in the morning.
Tonight I had fun. Pratik and I went to see "what dreams may come" early, like 7, and then to a frat party later. The frat party sucked royal ass, so we drank some of their beer, and left quick. Then we went to pick up Tom, and all 3 of us went to Cafe Brazil. We all looked kinda freaky, but so did everyone else. So then we took Tom home, I dropped Pratik off at his car, and that was it. Just a laid-back fun night.
(Does your girlfriend look like the chick from M*A*S*H?
Dead ringer for Klinger with a thicker mustache?
When you're at a get-together does everybody always ask?
Ain't no Halloween party why's she wearin' that mask?
Does she got more Chins than the Chinese phone book?
Would you rather make out with a rusty fish hook?
Does she stick to linoleum when she squats?
Does she look pregnant although she's not?
Did you first see your boyfriend on Cops?
Or at a Star Trek convention or on top?
Of your best friend or maybe at Wendy's?
Workin' third shift late New Year's Eve?
Does he live under a bridge scare kids and kill squirrels?
Does he do kegstands until he hurls?
Could a blind man mistake his complexion for Braille?
Does he have time to sit around and wait for the mail?)
If so, seek help reader. SEEK HELP!!!
I will speak with you tommorow, enjoy your time.
BY THE WAY, THE HATRED PAGE HAS BEEN UPDATED WITH THINGS MEL HATES. YOU SHOULD ALL SEND ME THINGS YOU HATE TOO, OR THINGS THAT ARE JUST EXTREMLY ANNOYING!!!