Why is it I still let certain people..

you know what's a really good acid movie? 13 Going on 30. dude, trust me.

 

That would be interesting, and I really don't know what more to say.

 

actually the best movie to watch when you're tripping is Fear & Loathing, everyone knows that. kind of like if you're going to watch a movie when you're strung out on dope you should put on Requiem For A Dream, or Bully if you're going to kill your best friend.

 

You guys are the zen masters of thread derailation.

 

everywhere I go 711's are exactly the same. what is up with that!

 

Wow thats mad. We don't have 711s in my state. Is that one of those corporate standardisation things where "one shop fits all", ie. mass produce all the fittings, equipment etc? That must be comforting when you want a packet of doritos with the knowledge that it will be in the same spot anywhere in the country.

 

you don't have 711? shucks, I couldn't imagine such a thing. do you have television where you are?
I think it's 711 that makes America great, that and good ol' freedom.

 

Wait a minute, you're letting your aunt get to you? Just remind her that she is only a part of your life because your grandparents bred too much.

Seriously, ignore her. You let her get to you because you care what she thinks. If I were you I would ignore her. Hell I already ignore my aunts. Thank god my dad was an only child.

 

No, we have only recently introduced carrier pigeons.

Most of our convenience stores are "Independent Grocer Association" owned. They have that nice, "owned by organised criminals" touch to them.

Back on to the original subject. I have always generally told people to go fuck themselves if they ever questioned my worthiness as a human being. This includes my mother. I am afraid I can't empathise but if I can give any advice it would be to....how to put it...think of your mind and your hands as your own. Your right to live and to act in the world is a sacred thing and nobody should encroach upon your right to self respect and self composure. This sounds lame but whenever anybody intimidates me or backs me into a corner I repeat the words in my mind "These are your hands"...as if to say, this is my time, my life, my here and now and that is where my first obligation lies, any obligation to please others is secondary. Telling yourself something like that might empower you in these situations.

 

Such a masshole.