Courtesy.

Courtesy seems to be a lost art. It takes thinking with your, you know, brain. And people seem to have lost that function. They’re all capable of all other functions the human body can perform except thought. Examples include:
The phone call curfew: Except in emergencies, the phone should never ring after a certain time at night. It’s rude and inconsiderate to call after certain times when people could be in bed. I’m a light sleeper and a phone ringing would wake me up and then chap my ass and I wouldn’t be able to get back to bed for quite sometime. I would assume that it’s an emergency that someone would call that late and if my assumption makes and ass of myself and them I’m going to be even more pissed. Drama queens think everything is an emergency so let me line out what is an emergency or reason’s allowing calls after the courtesy curfew: someone died, someone is dying, someone was arrested, the caller needs someone but incases of fire, car break downs or some other form of emergency. But there are variations to these reasons- if someone died and the person you’re calling wasn’t close to that person and neither was the person calling then you’re a drama queen and the call could have waited till morning. If you broke a nail you’re not dying. If you stubbed your toe you’ll be fine, tooth aches are not emergencies (brush your teeth), if you got a paper cut you’ll survive- you get the point. I don’t think some people realize how annoying a call after the courtesy curfew really is. It’s immature, it’s rude and it’s not very courteous, of coarse.
Next we go onto sidewalks. If you live in a house or apartment that has a side walk outside and it snows- shovel your mother fucking sidewalks! Quit being a lazy nigger and shove it. Don’t shovel a little path that’s only the width of the shovel either. If two people are walking down that sidewalk at the same time then a little path is just as bad as no path. Shovel you’re entire sidewalk. If you don’t use the sidewalk on the side of your house shovel it anyways. If you live next to an empty lot shovel that too. Even if the city is supposed to but they don’t. It’s just courteous to do so. If you live next to a house that’s for sale or no one lives there- shovel that too. It may not be your responsibility but someone has to do it and as a mature good American it’s your job. If you live next to an old lady or man and they have a walker then be a good neighbor and shovel their shit too. Other sidewalk concerns are keep your trash ball kids shit off the walk. Don’t run a sprinkler on the walk that gets everyone walking by wet. Just keep it neat and accessible.
I’m just going to list a few other things here-
Don’t be a nigger and blast music from your car at anytime of the day when driving in a residential area.
If you take the last of the coffee turn it off / if you take the last of the Britta water fill it up / if you eat the last of anything throw it away / I think you get the point.
If you’re going to be late for a party, event or work give a call. If it’s your fault because you’re an asshole apologize for being an asshole.
If you’re going into public make damn sure you’re nice looking and smelling. If you look like shit or smell like shit then you’re a piece of shit and do not deserve respect.
When talking to people make sure you’re not a close talker, low talker, high talker, make sure you talk with a degree of intelligence and leave the slang for your shit hole buddies.
There’s more that could be listed but I think I’ve made my point. Maybe after reading this it’ll spark the ‘think before you act’ attitude. We’re all in this world together and we all need to work together to make it a nicer and happier place and all it takes is courtesy towards you’re fellow man/woman.

versus.

Fox News is talking about celebrity women losing weight for roles and how this effects the women watching these celebrities. guys too, Christian Bale lost a lot and looked like shit for a movie. Right now they’re talking about Natalie Portman in Black Swan.
You know, I think that if the people watching these celebrities lose weight for a role and then feel insecure about themselves and become anorexic or bulimic- then, I mean, they’re fucking STUPID and probably should just die. I'm so sick of hearing about young ladies and women being influenced by Hollywood and how we need to protect them. the women, I mean, not Hollywood. for the love of christ- do they really think Natalie Portman looked at her already thin frame and said “oh fuck I’m a fatty mc-fat fat” and lost a bunch of weight? she did it for a role of a dancer which those performers are supposed to be really thin. I’m getting off track on the topic-
America is land of the FAT. land of lard if you will. everybody hates their bodies and no one is happy. frankly, I think we need more ‘thinsiration’. all these women saying ‘big is beautiful’ need to shut the fuck up. we don’t need more weakness and acceptance in America. we don’t need more health problems and emotional problems. why are the drug companies in America still so rich? because we’re all lazy assholes to just assume take a pill and sit back on the sofa and watch One Life To Live. you know, we hate on smokers and we hate on drug addicts but we’re all sensitive to fat people and that’s not fair. they’re just a danger to themselves and others as smokers and druggies. at least smokers and  druggies are doing things that keep you skinny, ahhaha! I’m sick of the health problems for fat people being kept all hush hush because we’re too worried about hurting these peoples emotions. i;’m sick of being a smoker and labeled a deadly asshole for smoking in public and- heaven forbid- smoking around fat ass mothers and their fat ass kids. maybe they need cancer and the chemo will make ‘em lose weight. what about my health risks when being in an elevator with a bunch of fat people? elevators fall. what about being anywhere USA and there is a fire and I’m trying to get out the door to safety and fat people are falling over and blocking the exit? what about my emotions when fat people leave the house in sweat pants with holes in them and I have to look at that? they’re one of the many reasons I don’t shop at walmart anymore. what about all these fat chicks in clothes too small and I have to just deal with looking at their suffocated thong sticking out of their muffin top? I’m supposed to be fragile to the emotions of fat people and be tolerant? but my smoking is a crime? if I wanted to be openly affectionate with my boyfriend in public- that’s offensive?
and people say it’s not their fault they’re fat. my ass it’s not their fault. bitch- join a fuckin’ gym and eat better. did that hurt your feelings? well, work them out- don’t eat them.
oh but they have a thyroid problem- blurg. give me the power to show everyone if they want something bad enough they can achieve it despite their handicap. what about legless people is marathons? what about the special Olympics? you always hear about people with disabilities doing fantastic things. that deaf guy that was a famous musician… etc.…
and that whole “they were born this way” bull shit is so annoying. look- I was born a Alcoholic and I’m in recovery for a year and a half now. you want something badly enough you can get it. so simply, to say, if you’re ‘happy’ being a fat ass then don’t be offended when I call you ‘fat ass’ or when Natalie Portman loses weight for a film.

it takes strength to be happy and healthy. it takes dedication and it takes pain.

the ‘I’ in hair.

really- what is hair? follicles- idiot. where do they come from and how do they know to grow? I could look all this up but I prefer to think of them as lil’ monsters with minds and souls of there own. for men (and some woman) hair gets even weirder. as I’m getting older, the hair on my head seems to be peacing out while the hair on my back is coming in full force. I don’t mind back hair- I think it’s sexy but thin or balding hair isn’t a sexy look on me. I keep cutting my hair shorter and shorter so when the day comes I won’t freak about having a bald head. the length at which hair grows is strange too- I how does it know when to stop? does it run out of some sort of growing fuel? the hair on my chest is really long but the hair on my stomach isn’t as long. my arm pit hairs I could probably braid. I’m not even going to talk about Fern Gully that I grow down below! it’s just weird that it always gets to a certain lengeth and then stops but my beard and hair on my head can grow forever and be long as fuck. imagine if chest and pub hair did that! we’d have to go to special barbers. wait- that could be hot… anyways, it’s all natural and I think on a man it’s quit sexy. I love beards, too. mine is fantastic but needs to mature a bit more. my unibrow is too intense so that gets plucked. and what about all this hair removal?! men- why do you do it?! i‘ve shaved my chest a few times back when I was, oh say 18-20, because everyone talks about how disgusting hairy men are when you’re a teenager. anyways- when my lil’ monsters where growing back it burned and itched and I had zits all over my chest and I mean, how is this more sexy than hair?! for the love of god guys- stop shaving it off! especially if you don’t like it now- well it’s going to be uber intense when you’re older and too busy to shave anymore or whatever. you’re going to have a natural forest with lil’ woodland creatures rooming around! men just don’t think. well, they do, but it’s usually about sex and how and when are they going to get it. when I look at porn I just can’t even be excited about all these hairless lil’ twinks. I feel like I’m looking at 15 yr old kids! I feel like MJ!
anyways- cheers to hair! may it keep you warm this winter and shade you during the summer! haha

sorry Mom, sorry Buddha

delirious people are all around. people with delusions of grandeur. people with over active paranoia. what is it about or society that makes us so delirious and out of touch with reality? is it a new thing or have humans always been this annoying? of coarse, it doesn’t help most people aren’t honest or say out right what they feel. there’s all these little games and catch ups. mix ups. miss understandings. miss directions. it probably has something to do with our communication skills. or how all of us are terrified to be truthful and honest because honestly honesty can bite you in the ass. how many times have you wished for a foot in the mouth? or wish to stomp your boots all up in someone’s mouth after carelessly opening it? my personal experience is that honesty and talking is an annoyance. like, honesty, did I have to say that and did you really need to know that? fuck, our freedom of speech has crippled us beyond belief. someone just break my jaw and wire it shut. there’s a lot of things I won’t miss with my mouth wired shut. oh, to count the ways. your freedom of speech has gone beyond it’s purpose. shut up America! no more acting, no more singing, no more writing, no more talking talking talking! honestly, I could use the vacation from all this talking and expressing my feelings. give me utter and complete silence. give me total control. give me something worth while, at least. because all of you have said to much. the more you talk and the more I learn the more hideous you are. your breath stinks from all the bullshit you say. and I can barely hear you yacking over the violins.
privacy is so under rated. there’s a difference between privacy and lying. there’s a difference between privacy and saying too much to people that can’t understand. why talk to someone that will never understand what you’re saying? it’s such a waste of time, time, time and time is money, as you know. communication ruins lives.
I think trust was something stronger until people started talking about. now people are always talking about trust trust trust and it’s a mutated monster. a once very simple concept has been torn apart and tagged with all these notes and sub-notes and small print and shit written in invisible ink, stuff between the lines. we all have to have the same version of trust because heaven forbid that a friend or family find out you’re different. you’ll lose all of your credibility. and credibility is very important. these days you have to be loved by everyone, a million friends on Facebook, loved by everyone that someone you know knows and who they know and so on. we have to love everyone but we can’t be good neighbors.
I guess I just don’t belong in modern society. just send me away. see, I don’t need to know everything about everyone I know. I don’t need everyone to like me. I don’t need to worry about what others will think. I can blog whatever my lil’ heart desires, I can say whatever I want and I can trust anyone for no good reason. or I can not trust them for no good reason. my credibility has been shot and I could give a fuck less. the places I’ve been and the things I’ve done equal to a whole lot more than most people twice my age. I’ve experimented in almost everything I dare to show interest. I’m not saying my life is carefree or that I don’t care about respect for others but there’s a time and place for all that. I know the time and I know the place and that’s if I feel like it. I have a very simple trust policy. I have an open mind and heart and realistic expectations to that of other humans. I don’t try to fool myself into believing what everyone has taught me. and not to say that I didn’t used to. of coarse I used to be ’mainstream’ with my emotions and thought process. but I know all the right people and pick the very best parts to learn and live. and experience helps.
and here I’ve said too much again. sorry Mom, sorry Buddha.

Ripe.

no one listens to good news. we all want dead molested people. murder and money scams. i don't think money makes the world go round anymore- it's sex now. but sex is for sale. so it's really the chicken and egg situation. i guess if everyone was rich enough / we'd all be getting laid. but everyone, rich and poor, want to get laid. so who really wins? sex sells in Hollywood. without sex would Hollywood be as rich? but Michael Jackson had sex with little boys and he lost money? kinda. i doubt his record sales went down that much. i bet everyone that thought he did bought a MJ record after the charges where paid off. Britney Spears turns into a sex machine and everyone liked her less. we liked her holsum- like bread. those Disney kids promote no sex till mirage and they're raking in the cash... but it's still sex. sell sells if you like it or hate. porn is so fuckin' expensive and those porn stars are probably richer than most movie stars. i would have been a porn star back in the day to make some money. it takes money to make more money. education ain't free. and we's needs our education to make the moneys.
say, why is it OK to say hillbilly and honky and cracker but we can't say nigger without everyone blowing their lids?
NIGGER NIGGER NIGGER.
that's true racism. why is it OK for blacks, niggers, to be all ghetto and say they hate crackers but whites, crackers, can't say they hate niggers? i mean if we did it in a southern accent would it be OK, huh, liberal America?
why do we have to hate anyone? because, Nikolas, hate sells. like the news. and hip hop music.
why do everyone hate the Nazi's way more than rap stars? they're always talking about violence and killing people. is it because the Nazi's actually did it and not fronted in front of a microphone? lazy niggers...
the liberal media tells me that both hate gay men so i hate them both too. Nazi's and hip hop, i mean. what's up with that?! hip hop music is very anti homosexual but all the lil' queers just love it. Target donates to a Republican politician that supports a christian rock band and all the lil fags run to Target to protest and harass the good employees of Target but why aren't they outside of Eninem concerts? and Lil kentucky fried niglet Wayne? burn.
fags are so annoying. as a group of people i think we used to stand for something but now we just buy whatever we're sold. if Madonna or Lady Caca say it then it's like from the mouths of god and we just run and tell that, homeboy. we no longer create fashion- fashion creates us. i think we used to lead and now we just follow. but who are we following? we have no strength in anything that matters. we're only one-sided in politics, we have no great media people, all the shows featuring gay men are flamers, we're not taken seriously because we have no serious grip on the world. if we spent half as much time becoming ourselves as we do following celebrities then we could be a powerful force. of coarse i'm talking about my generation. i think the older gentle men in the gay world have done a good job in expanding the minds in America. now if they can just stop being creepy we'll be all set on them, haha, i joke, i joke. 
lesbians- oy vae, i dunno.
fag hags- these women are seriously fuked up. hags, fruit flys- you are annoying. quit stuffing your fat mouths and join the gym. there's hot men there. your fag isn't one day going to become straight and have your babies. no, we're not cool. we're annoying repressive people, we're weak and we allow you to be weak. anorexia works. bulimia... cigarettes aren't a diet. neither is the gallons of booze you and your fags drink everyday. ignoring the rest of the world isn't going to make you happy. and your jealousy ain't cute. i understand, you're full of feelings and you're too soft and unoriginal to deal with them in a healthy way. i understand that men don't look at you like the other woman (except the sickos and niggers. niggers love fat white woman- someone has to pay the utilities bill).
i know how i come off. like some racist white power Nazi that's bitter. boo hoo. cue the violins. i don't give a fuck what you think of me. i write this for shock value and to get your lil minds thinking. maybe to plant a seed. truth is- i hate everyone. i think we're all a bunch of spoiled hypocritical people. and it's our god deserved right as Americans. so fuck it! to each their own.
and you know you love reading my shit. all this hate is getting your pussy wet / giving you a hard on. it's like a car crash where everyone's dead and there's molested raped dead people in the truck. the sneaker in the middle of the road is a sign how bad it really is. you can smell the blood and it's driving you nuts. watch out- you're drooling on your keyboard.
let me plant a seed in your mind. the seed of doubt. question all social situations. what's really going on? that's the hidden message in everyday tasks? what are your neighbors really doing behind closed doors? what are your elected politicians doing to fuck you? who's fucking you and what diseases have they forgotten to tell you about? c'mon, everyone in America is sick. that's why the drug companies are so rich. that's why we need obamacare. so we can all be so high on drugs that we'll be a society of drugged zombies. too drugged to hate. too drugged to cry wolf / rape. too drugged to vote. too drugged to think. here- let our sponsors this hour think for you. or me- i can think for you.
you want food and sex and violence. so- rape your best friend and then kill them and eat them. that would be a great reduction in population and probably good for America. survival of the fittest. population control.

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there is no I in cancer.

there is no “I” in cancer. it’s going to kill us all! cancer, that is, not I. cars, deodorant, my second hand smoke, Martha Stewart and Oprah. probably even the government will gives us cancer.

once I was told that artificial scents will give you kidney failure. masturbation will make you blind. Republicans will make you poor and stay there. side effects stated by, ha-ha, I better not.

bad grammar and spelling will give you cancer. so will hip hop. if you pop a zit on your face and don’t wash it out with acid then you’re not only going to die from cancer and AIDS, you’re also going to have spiders lay eggs up in your face. and they will hatch with millions of rabies babies all over your face.

face it, you’re dead and poor. all of this is true because you read it on the internet. you don’t know me but you trust me. why would I lie to you?

the major drug companies will steal your children if you’re not addicted to their pills, including Flintstones vitamins.

cell phones, laptops, iPods & Pads will give you cancer. so will tampons. condoms too. only Crystal Castles can save us now.

hemp lotion will make you a drugged out lunatic; with cancer. allow your hands to crack from dryness. it’ll also make you lose your faith in God. along with music like Marilyn Manson and N’Sync (I mean Michael Jackson).

your pet cats and birds will kill you. arm pit hairs… dust… cleanliness is next to Godliness. unless you listen to music, that is.

ethics in suicide?

is it possible to have partaken in an ancient ritual and sold your soul without knowing? could that time back in ‘04 have opened a door somewhere? could I be under possession? seems very unlikely but when you wake up mad as hell from dreams and you can’t breath and you feel like you’re suffocating…

and this is why I think drugs are dangerous. you can open yourself to things that shouldn’t be real. which can really compromise who you are. on accident. I mean, maybe if drugs are going to be you’re whole life then I suppose possession isn’t really you’re biggest worry. it’s just that people who’s lives survive on drugs don’t survive very long at all. survival of the fittest; natural selection… and maybe that’s the point? like alcoholics that still drink. like smokers that know there’s cancer and etc. maybe some people just like their drug more than life or can’t imagine life without their drug. and you have to ask is the drug that strong or what happened in their life to make it like this? not that anybody should take pity on them. it’s like diabetics that still eat sugar, people with heart problems that still eat bacon… fat people that are unhappy they’re fat but eat because they’re unhappy. maybe we should teach out children healthy ways to fuck up their lives and take out their anger. I imagine people that work out at gyms and are obsessed with it, are running from something. I imagine every time they go up a group their ghosts get a little stronger. writing and music are good ways to exercise demons. but that takes a bit of talent and not everyone has that talent so I imagine if you’re trying to write something out, play something out and you can’t get it right; well then the demon gets stronger.

some people commit suicide. I commend them for at least having the balls. but suicide is tricky. because if you’re a parent or spouse or have any personal responsibilities to others then you can be conceived as an asshole. but lets think about this for a while- if someone is so mentally fucked up that they feel the need to commit suicide then maybe they’re not the best person to raise kids or be married to or run a business or be a good friend… maybe there’s a point where they can get help and be the person others need them to be or maybe for some there’s no turning back and they’re already dead. maybe some are just poison to themselves and other around them. should we try and judge whether suicide is ever just? try to understand the reason or reasons? is it worth it? did they leave a note? does it matter? is suicide always selfish? when does the victims rights, the kids, spouse, parents, coworkers and friends, over-write that of the person who ended their own life? as a society that needs to get better how do we act on this? I don’t know how to answer my very own questions. I’ll say this: if the person that offed themselves was a parent then no honor is deserved. if you where responsible enough to have sex and have kids, you’re responsible enough to get the help you need. if you’re married and you off yourself then there’s too many questions; questions only the most intimate people of the suicider have the right to ask. if you’re a drug addict or alcoholic or fat ass etc.; basically depressed about those issues then I have no sympathy for you. there’s always help for those issues that work if you’re strong enough. but maybe society is better off without, you know, like natural selection or survival of the fittest. if the person claimed to be haunted or possessed then they were crazy and good riddance. in that case if the family and friends didn’t help this person then they suck at their person responsibilities to that person. in the cases where a person has no one, no friends, family; no reason to live and they’re death goes un-effected then well- adios. they’d just better have enough money to take care of their own funeral and disposal arrangements. my tax dollars shouldn’t have to go to a piece like that.

of coarse if you kill yourself and make a mess someone has to clean up then you’re immediately an asshole. mess trumps all. 

ok, good talk! cheers, thanks a lot!