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I went over to KT's house at around 5:30. KT, Lauren and Little Al were all in the car and we drove to the restaurant, listening to techno loudly. When we arrived and met up with Brian (AKA Nigov.) Him and I smoked before we went in. Unfortunately, they no longer use fire when they cook the food, I guess some fat shitter tried to sue them. The food was not as good as usual. The vegetables weren't cooked enough and the shrimp appetizer had a fishy smell to it. I told one of the waiters that it was Brians birthday and to do their song and dance thing. And so they did. Afterwards we went to the Ganjarena, smoked a little, drank a little, danced a little. It was cool. At 12:30 we left and Lauren was nice enough to drive me home. It was a good night.
Friday I had work, same with yesterday. Except, yesterday Steve called me and asked if I wanted to work on the movie we were making. I said Ok, and he came to pick me up from work. He had Dave and Little Al with him and then we picked up Daves g/f. When we got to my house, KT called and I invited her over, and Allison came too. They shot two scenes, one being a conversation between 3 characters in a car, and another being me pretending to give Bunny head. I'm not gonna go into exactly why, because it's a pain in the ass to type with these nails. That was fun as well. Steve drove 3 people home at around 12:30 and then came back, KT left at around 2, Steve left again at 3, and Allison slept over.
Today I only got a few hours of sleep, which is good so I'll be able to wake up at 11:00 tomorrow so I can go into the city to the Jewish Museum. At around 1, Mommy and Daddy and I went to this going-away party for these friends of the family. I saw some people that I hadn't seen in years. I ate food and stuff. Bunny won't be back till 8, so I'm gonna play a lot of FFX.
Recent Thoughts
1- We Are All Products
What is this thing that we call image? To me, it is merely how we sell ourselves. We want people to think certain things about us based on our appearance. Of course this is not true for everyone, there really are some people out there who genuinely don't give a shit about how they look. When you don't care about how you look, you don't care what other people think of you. I hate how all these emo's and rockers and pseudo-intellectuals claim that they don't care what anyone thinks, it's such bullshit. If you didn't care you wouldn't bother combing your hair and would wear anything. Anyway, back to the product thing. We create this image, in hopes that we will seem desirable to those we want to be desired by. When I say "desirable" I don't mean necessarily in a romantic or sexual way, but in a way that makes you appealing to others. Our images are never original, though. We copy off the media, copy off eachother. Total senseless rambling
2- Attractive People Will Feel Worse in Old Age
A beautiful girl walks down the street, all the guys turn to look at her. She probably rolls her eyes, guys are such pigs, and they do this all the time to her. Maybe she wishes they would stop. One day they will. One day the beautiful girl will be old and wrinkled, and no one will look at her anymore. She will see the men looking at all the young, pretty girls and will long for the times when she was wanted. She'll look at her old pictures and then look in the mirror, her beautiful face and body are gone and are never coming back. If you're ugly in young age, it doesn't suck as much to be old, I guess. Because you're not really missing anything. You don't feel robbed of your beauty because it was never in the first place.
3- Typical American
When I think of a typical American, I always think of a 5 foot 10, beer gut having, baseball cap wearing guy named Joe. Joe has a wife and two kids. Joe's wife used to be pretty hot, but she is getting on in years and is now fat. Joe's daughter is 17 and dresses like a slut. His son is 13 and is addicted to GameCube and likes rap. Joe's wife is a good woman, she cares for the kids most of the time. Joe is busy at his 9-5 job, and drives home to his wife in his SUV. His wife has dinner waiting, it's all low carb! Joe eats it and hates it. After dinner, Joe watches reality TV on Fox while his wife cleans and helps the kids with their homework. Joe likes "The Simple Life" especially. His dick tingles when it's on. Joe hopes that wifey isn't too tired and that he could climb on top of her and close his eyes and imagine that he's fucking a reality TV bitch. Wifey is indeed too tired, she goes to bed after the news is over. Now that he's alone, Joe goes on the computer and looks at XXXLOLITA TEEN ANAL FUCKXXX. The girls on that site are a few months older than his daughter. Some of them even resemble her and her friends. Joe looks at them and wishes that his wife looked like that again. But oh well, jerking off to them is the closest he will ever get. After he finishes, he goes upstairs and gets into bed. Repeat.
4- Crimes Against Sex Workers Should be Considered Animal Abuse
When you're a porn star, stripper or hooker, your profession makes you into an animal. You're not a person, you're tits, pussy and ass. Not even an animal. Something so low. Raping a prostitute is just stealing, anyway. Sex workers are not human beings. ( Pictures...Yeah you had to read the rambling first in order to get to 'em )
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