I've been meaning to write this blog for a while now but I guess the moment never really struck me. I mean it's not so much that I didn't have time I just...fuck didn't feel like it but I knew I had it in me to write it if only for hte one follower I have out there.
I love women don't get me wrong, but there were times when they straight pissed me off by their actions after the fact. Like once I was really into a nurse named Frances and I thought things were going well. I liked her and I didn't care that she had a kid, was taking care of her nephews and nieces because one was sexually assaulted and other such things. All I saw was that she was a really cool and caring person that I wanted to date. But even if we didn't end up dating I felt that we could have at least been great friends. She was a very cool person and as a nurse she would help me out with anatomy questions I had when I was taking a class in that. Fuck she even picked up my self esteem when I hit a low because I had a thought that maybe I wasn't good enough or such rot. She basically dismissed that as the nonsense it was. So why did she disappear off the face of the earth as if Judge Doom dipped her ass? Questions questions. At one time it haunted me, why the fuck did it happen but I made my peace with it but I wanted to write about this concept and even though it's been a while since all this happen I wanted to jot it out a bit in case people in the future somehow find the answers that they were looking for on my humble blog.
See the thing that bothered me for so long wasn't that she found some douche and fell for him like others she had, but the fact she just left in what seemed like mid sentence. It was like "oh hey josh how are you, listen here's an almost nude pic of me and--" It was just so weird and very sad. . I wondered about why it happened for a long while after. I sent her a few emails and while she read them (I know because I sent them on myspace and has that "date read" thing) she never replied back to me.
I knew she had a squeeze because I found a pic of them together on myspace (that's how I knew he was a douche and it was kind of a a blow to me since I knew I was so much better than him and it's not the first time this has happened. There was another time in my past were I was dating a girl and then we just stopped talking and then a few years later I found a pic of her with some joke a dude. Now, finding the pic of the nurses bf happend first then the other chick, during this time I realized that it wasn't my fault and this had nothing to do with me but rather the way uncool and totally fucked ways these girls were. And it led me to think, just how many people does this happen to.
The bad memories was of being led around when I thought I had finally found someone dash cool to hang out and share forbidden fruit with; but the very bad jokes are different. As noted above this happens to other people too, apparently is too damn tough to sit down with someone over coffee and a cigarette and be all "look I think you're really cool and I loved the time we spent together eating peaches/going to movies/having loads of ass naked sex but I think it's time we went out separate ways." If a girl did that to me I'd respect the shit out of her and while it'd suck that I'd have to find someone new to eat peaches with I would have nothing bad to say about her and the past we had. Just leaving things there and disappearing is like trying to hack off a gangrenous limb with a dull campsite hatchet, while you know it's already dead tissue you're using the most painful thing. Rather it should be like a guillotine event...one swoop and it's done! A lot of people can benefit from this sage advice. I daresay it's the society we live i and the ideals that run wild making people (usually girls) think it's ok to just leave things hanging rather than dole out some unvarnished truth. It's pointless that people don't do this and then get upset when someone won't sugarcoat their shit for them. And that in my book is a very bad joke.
I know in a society that lacks certain manners and grace it's a tough sell but this small little instances of giving a little of a shit and shows you respect the other person is what's needed. There are days dedicated to not eating meat and days for punching and emo kid out. Why not have a day when you told someone the real truth about how much they spoil your lifehood and how you want to go your separate ways? or at least how to fix them. I'm sure a lot less people would end up killing themselves or go on a murder rampage ifthere was a time set aside for this sort of thing. Only after all this has been done will it then no longer be such a bad joke.
J
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Simple musings of a controlled sociopath.
I won't go into "oh I haven't written in a while" which is true but I have been into my schoolwork and haven't felt any pressing need to share my wits with people. Is it that people I come to meet nowadays simply lacks understanding to read anymore? Or are they far too deep in manners which are the most dreck filled ever? Like they only care for things that have no big value to others? Ah what do I know? I am not concerned with people dying or how much things are (I find the reactions to death and the hole people
dig themselves into when they buy what they can't afford amusing though) Some things
never change. Hey do you ever feel like you were born at the wrong time? The wrong
era? I know I do, back when people cared about stuff and yet at the same
time...actually didn't care. We have far too many choices today and each choice we make influences other choice and ultimately what opinions people form of us. And those opinions are what people seem to care so damn hard about...it's a very bad joke no one wants to admit too! Ask your neighbor what five things he can’t live without and he might say something like “Oh um air, water, food, books, clothes” basic stuff, because that is what they want everyone to know they need, but the one thing people rarely, if ever, say; even those who are straight shooters is “opinions”. People NEED opinions like they would think they need air, they want to know what other people are thinking about them if they are following the due course of what it means to be human in this time and place. Caring if the car I’m driving is eco-friendly or if my banana is organic only matters if there is someone there to notice you buying that weak little car or that your fruit hadn’t been sprayed with things, and then getting their said opinion would be the air you needed to feel all gooey and warm inside.
Let’s paint a picture, suppose one night I got tired of how America gives far too much shit for one of those krazy kardashians and went looking for them, found them, and then killed them? Of course people would hate me for it, they would ask what kind of monster am I, why would I do such a thing, how could I? And waste nights and days crying and wondering and losing their minds over what they feel is a “brutal act”, but there will be others who would applaud my actions, how I set the ball rolling for people to break free of the grip these over saturated pseudo celebrities had on the masses. So while one group would hate me and the other hails me as an (anti)hero the difference is that I don’t care either way. I would be amused of course and it’s important to be amused by the small things in life (and I realized I just referred to killing a few people as a small thing but such is true). In a few months they will be forgotten and society will move on, a little brighter, a little less concerned with the lives of feckless dipsomanics and even if I’m no longer able to interact with society as a sane man I know deep down I did the right thing that night. And nothing would change how I felt about that, if anything it’d give people something to think about rather than wondering if the Joker is a better villain than Mr. Freeze. People rarely use their minds and that is the biggest joke of all. They would execute a madman that encourage society to think rather than to shake their head and tsk tsk tsk the fact that the average person is a bundle of badly tied bricks in terms of intelligence. But then again if everyone had smarts what would become of those that are truly smart? Hahaha ah well, It was all a pipe dream I guess, now if you excuse me, I have an address to go look up.
Mr. J
5/17/10
dig themselves into when they buy what they can't afford amusing though) Some things
never change. Hey do you ever feel like you were born at the wrong time? The wrong
era? I know I do, back when people cared about stuff and yet at the same
time...actually didn't care. We have far too many choices today and each choice we make influences other choice and ultimately what opinions people form of us. And those opinions are what people seem to care so damn hard about...it's a very bad joke no one wants to admit too! Ask your neighbor what five things he can’t live without and he might say something like “Oh um air, water, food, books, clothes” basic stuff, because that is what they want everyone to know they need, but the one thing people rarely, if ever, say; even those who are straight shooters is “opinions”. People NEED opinions like they would think they need air, they want to know what other people are thinking about them if they are following the due course of what it means to be human in this time and place. Caring if the car I’m driving is eco-friendly or if my banana is organic only matters if there is someone there to notice you buying that weak little car or that your fruit hadn’t been sprayed with things, and then getting their said opinion would be the air you needed to feel all gooey and warm inside.
Let’s paint a picture, suppose one night I got tired of how America gives far too much shit for one of those krazy kardashians and went looking for them, found them, and then killed them? Of course people would hate me for it, they would ask what kind of monster am I, why would I do such a thing, how could I? And waste nights and days crying and wondering and losing their minds over what they feel is a “brutal act”, but there will be others who would applaud my actions, how I set the ball rolling for people to break free of the grip these over saturated pseudo celebrities had on the masses. So while one group would hate me and the other hails me as an (anti)hero the difference is that I don’t care either way. I would be amused of course and it’s important to be amused by the small things in life (and I realized I just referred to killing a few people as a small thing but such is true). In a few months they will be forgotten and society will move on, a little brighter, a little less concerned with the lives of feckless dipsomanics and even if I’m no longer able to interact with society as a sane man I know deep down I did the right thing that night. And nothing would change how I felt about that, if anything it’d give people something to think about rather than wondering if the Joker is a better villain than Mr. Freeze. People rarely use their minds and that is the biggest joke of all. They would execute a madman that encourage society to think rather than to shake their head and tsk tsk tsk the fact that the average person is a bundle of badly tied bricks in terms of intelligence. But then again if everyone had smarts what would become of those that are truly smart? Hahaha ah well, It was all a pipe dream I guess, now if you excuse me, I have an address to go look up.
Mr. J
5/17/10
Monday, May 17, 2010
I'm sorry
I know I haven't written anything in a while, but it has to do with school really. But chin up! Soon I'll be back with more things to write about once I'm done for the summer.
Mr. J
Mr. J
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Regan Reese's new hair style looks STUPID as 20 facial piercings!
There was a time I had a huge thing for porn starlet Regan Reese, both figuratively and literally. She was everything I would love in a girl. She had short black hair, nice ass, great tits, lots of sweet tattoos, and a bit of a devilish grin. I remember the first time I saw her and I was floored. "Who was this stark new talent?" I thought to myself. See since I was in high school I had a crush on girls with short hair and it just ran wild since then...bruther. I never been around porn stars but I know I wouldn't want to date them or anything but with Regan; well who knows? Didn't seem like a bad idea after all. I mean I read about how guys have dated porn stars and all so it wasn't far fetched of an idea.
But then something changed.
See the thing that separated her from other porn "actresses" was that she had short black hair while everyone else was in blond hair with enough make up to put a MAC store out of business for a day. Not Regan, she seemly shyed away from that "cookie cutter classic" of the porn bots, and embraced something new. Granted this was right around the time that the emo/scene porn scene was taking off so her timing was great and it was her niche. But if it worked so well, what in the name of bagged crap convinced her to change?!
The last time I saw a pic of her, she had blond hair, and it was no longer short! She just looked HORRIBLE! She looked so fake and unoriginal now. She went from someone unique in a field where long blond hair is the norm to another one of those very things! FUCK! This gargles balls so much!
Here let me show you in pictures.
She went from this: (warning NSFW)
To this:
But then something changed.
See the thing that separated her from other porn "actresses" was that she had short black hair while everyone else was in blond hair with enough make up to put a MAC store out of business for a day. Not Regan, she seemly shyed away from that "cookie cutter classic" of the porn bots, and embraced something new. Granted this was right around the time that the emo/scene porn scene was taking off so her timing was great and it was her niche. But if it worked so well, what in the name of bagged crap convinced her to change?!
The last time I saw a pic of her, she had blond hair, and it was no longer short! She just looked HORRIBLE! She looked so fake and unoriginal now. She went from someone unique in a field where long blond hair is the norm to another one of those very things! FUCK! This gargles balls so much!
Here let me show you in pictures.
She went from this: (warning NSFW)
To this:
GAHHHH!!!
She just looks so....dirty now, I mean I know in the porn industry they have to get tested on a daily basis but she just looks so cheap and diseased there, No longer does she seem like a sexy hot tattooed vixen but rather a used up old harlot. Kinda breaks me heart it does.
Regan if you're reading this I implore you to go back to your old hair style, it's what made people enjoy you so and it carved a niche for yourself in a sea of bottle blonds you took the title of being a black haired sex pot.
Mr, J
Friday, October 2, 2009
ah people
Greetings from your friendly neighbor sociopath!
ah readers, it seems that people fail me. Could it be you? Eh I don't know, in all like hood it's not. The mere fact you're reading this would give testament to your loyalty to me and how you enjoy my snark. As I have been away at school and usually spend that time writing stuff about stuff for grades; this time I'm writing this for my own sheer delusions lets we forget.
People as a fault are a huge weird mess, not weird in a good way like they eat their ice cream with forks or other pronged instruments. But rather how they lie to themselves, or perhaps I just don't understand how people are and as a result alienate myself from them. This is a double edged sword: I want more friends but the very notion of finding people who I can not only relate to but can tolerate proves to be Herculean task in and of itself. People seem to want friends who are "laid back and cool" or "down to earth and chill" these buzz words mean nothing! What the hell is "laid back and cool" anyway? that sounds like a lazy slob who doesn't want to do anything fun, so why the crap would anyone want a friend like that? What they should be looking for is "one of awesome wit, keen intelligence and a bit of classified psychosis" I mean what fun would that be!? Sadly I'm the lone nut here (tee hee) I'm very bored with people and their stupid ass ways. So what can I do about this?
I have some ideas:
1) exist as a unique singularity rather than another faceless sap.
2) never stop the rock
3) Things do not need to make sense in order to laugh at them.
4) Like the Joker has said "life is a joke, learn to laugh or I'll carve a smile into your face" sage words indeed.
5) Embrace weirdness.
It sounds easy to do this but people are so boring these days, enjoying crap that is so banal and sad. I'm always up for new experiences but when those "new things" become tired and stale it's time to move on; or perhaps it's just me who feels that way. I mean is it possible that I just expect too much of people? That I was born in the wrong time and place? I honestly think so sometimes.
Sigh
I'm going to bed, maybe I'll write more about this topic another time.
j
ah readers, it seems that people fail me. Could it be you? Eh I don't know, in all like hood it's not. The mere fact you're reading this would give testament to your loyalty to me and how you enjoy my snark. As I have been away at school and usually spend that time writing stuff about stuff for grades; this time I'm writing this for my own sheer delusions lets we forget.
People as a fault are a huge weird mess, not weird in a good way like they eat their ice cream with forks or other pronged instruments. But rather how they lie to themselves, or perhaps I just don't understand how people are and as a result alienate myself from them. This is a double edged sword: I want more friends but the very notion of finding people who I can not only relate to but can tolerate proves to be Herculean task in and of itself. People seem to want friends who are "laid back and cool" or "down to earth and chill" these buzz words mean nothing! What the hell is "laid back and cool" anyway? that sounds like a lazy slob who doesn't want to do anything fun, so why the crap would anyone want a friend like that? What they should be looking for is "one of awesome wit, keen intelligence and a bit of classified psychosis" I mean what fun would that be!? Sadly I'm the lone nut here (tee hee) I'm very bored with people and their stupid ass ways. So what can I do about this?
I have some ideas:
1) exist as a unique singularity rather than another faceless sap.
2) never stop the rock
3) Things do not need to make sense in order to laugh at them.
4) Like the Joker has said "life is a joke, learn to laugh or I'll carve a smile into your face" sage words indeed.
5) Embrace weirdness.
It sounds easy to do this but people are so boring these days, enjoying crap that is so banal and sad. I'm always up for new experiences but when those "new things" become tired and stale it's time to move on; or perhaps it's just me who feels that way. I mean is it possible that I just expect too much of people? That I was born in the wrong time and place? I honestly think so sometimes.
Sigh
I'm going to bed, maybe I'll write more about this topic another time.
j
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