July 27th, 2006


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jimbojones
02:38 am - unrelated notes
1. I had more traffic related "incidents" on the way to Nate's today than I have had in the last three months put together. So in related news, if you sit at the light for TEN FUCKING SECONDS after it turns green without moving, I am perfectly entitled to emit one short "BIP!" from my horn without "being an asshole." If you respond to this micro-beep - again, after sitting at the green light for TEN FUCKING SECONDS without moving - by idling FOR AN ENTIRE CITY BLOCK DOWNTOWN, it turns out you are, in fact, a retarded bitch.

2. If, after the aforementioned incident plus a Bonneville trying to change lanes directly into my car, a Celica attempting to annihilate the Harley in front of me, and a Camry attempting to annihilate the Civic in front of me, you happen to be a stupid middle-aged bitch in a Sonata: it is not a good exercise of your suburbian white-bitch "privilege" to try to force me to come to a screeching, tire-screaming stop in a disappearing merge lane by flooring it when you see me trying to merge into the TWO CARLENGTH SPACE IN FRONT OF YOU. If you do try that, you probably shouldn't be too surprised when I make eye contact with you while swerving violently and directly at you like it's the Dukes of fucking Hazzard. And then ostentatiously flip you the bird after I get in the spot you pussied out of when it turned out your idiot rich-bitch move didn't actually force me to lock up my brakes before my lane ran out after all. Turns out that can happen occasionally when you try to take out your frustrations about your own shitty life on whoever is trying to merge: you shoud probably find another outlet for that.

3. To the slightly chunky girl at karaoke with a voice like Aretha Franklin and Billy Holliday had a love child, with the boyfriend who didn't pay you a lick of attention until I asked you to dance, at which point he suddenly and hurriedly crawled all over you and took you home: you owe me one, girl. I hope you made the most of that shit.

4. To Jen, regarding referring to the dude from several years ago as "my ex-boyfriend" rather than "an ex-boyfriend", as though I never even existed in-between: point scored. Whether you were trying to score a point or not. That smarted. And I really am sorry - me not talking about you online wasn't because you didn't matter, because you damn sure did, and do. It was because I really am getting tired of making a public emo-ass spectacle of my life.

5. Please, read from sheet: "Eye ham... sofa king... we todd did." Ho ho ho ho - you say funny thing.

 
Current Mood: awake
Current Music: Danger Doom - Sofa King

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[User Picture] From: staringgoldfish
Date: July 27th, 2006 - 03:09 am
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BillyWitchDoctor.com - one convenient locations.


 
[User Picture] From: starfyer
Date: July 27th, 2006 - 07:07 am
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Oh, boy.

And that's all I'm gonna say about that.


 
[User Picture] From: lindapendant
Date: July 27th, 2006 - 10:14 am
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That merge thing you spoke of, I swear to god that drives me right over the edge every time. I will never understand why it is that these people have such an obssession with fucking you in a merge. Is it that, 'Oh, you are so not getting in front of me as I wait in this line at Walmart' mentality that they transfer to the highway ? Do they need to arrive one second before you ? I don't get it, but I do get road rage.


 
[User Picture] From: discogravy
Date: July 27th, 2006 - 11:18 am
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i find that "hey, you don't talk about me/thing/whatever to your friends?" is quite possibly the most annoying thing ever.


 
[User Picture] From: clme
Date: July 27th, 2006 - 06:37 pm
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Jim has never really talked about ANY girlfriend on his website or on forums, even when he was an 'emo e/n bitch' :) I can think of one exception, but really she brought it up most of the time, and that one wasn't as much of a 'spectacle' until it was already over...

Quite frankly, the avoiding details about a significant other thing is something I have started to do myself. Its not that I am ashamed... Good lord no! If I were an easily shamed or easily embarassed individual I would have curled up and unplugged the modem in 2001. Its not even that I'm tired of being associated with another persons personal (and sexual) deficiencies that they decide to make public... although it does get old after a few years. If that type of thing bothered me that much I would have asked them to stop. The fact that it didn't bother me more could be one of my deficiencies of course :-)

Its more that I really like having a part of my life be private and not related to the internet. I dont end up having conversations with the girlfriend on forums while she's in the next room. I have the security of knowing that despite everything I throw out to the public (including the misdleading or blatantly false stuff) that bit of my life is MINE. Plus of course I dont have people messaging her asking how big my dick is or accusing them of being cyber-sluts. Once people know the AIM name of someone I'm going out with that person becomes all sorts of popular...

Of course, it goes without saying that I dont end up having girlfriends cyber with people I know, but thats just a side benefit.

As long as people are sharing personal stuff: I'm still sorry about doing one really particular stupid thing for a quick laugh. I could make excuses and say that the source was misrepresented by the person that provided it (because it was) but I knew damn well what I was doing. Hell, that experience was part of what made me really appreciate keeping some things completely off-line.


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