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For all the people who are probably coming here to see what a terrible "abel"[sic]ist I am.

boycunt — Thu, 16 Aug 2012 11:59:43 GMT

I'll just leave this here: http://sf-drama.livejournal.com/3378604.html

I went from kind of feeling guilty about some of the lines in my original post being misunderstood, to being even less annoyed that these people were apparently finding reasons to being offended, to realizing that it's a lot more amusing to just sit back and let these people stew and rant. If I insulted anyone, it was the customer who I'm 90% certain is a crackhead. This bitch looked so tore up and her behavior was just wack//o//. People claiming drug-addicts who don't give a fuck deserve some respect because they're people? Hahaha, that's rich.

Although I hate bringing up some sob story bullshit or facts about my life that come off as giving me a pat on the back: My father, stepmother, and mother were all addicted to drugs and alcohol at points in their life. In fact, my father and stepmother met while they were recovering. Both of them have been almost twenty years clean, each. They council and sponsor people getting into the program(s), I've spent a good deal of my life among other people who cleaned up their act. I've gone and sat at numerous AA/NA meetings and listened to people talk about the worst times of their lives. I've heard countless people say they lost all dignity during those dark times. However, these people were able to not only recognize their problems, but make the effort to overcome them, which does merit respect. But if somebody wants to continue to throw their life away, content with the hell they put themselves in, then these people are hardly people in my book.

Also, let me tell everyone about halfway houses. There are a lot that genuinely try to help people get back on their feet but there are just as many ran by people who don't give a fuck. These people buy cheap housing and pretty much use it as a means to get money from the government. Drugs and alcohol still run rampant. Hell, I live within walking distance to two places that fit the latter.

Continue to reply to the post in customers_suck and stupid_free. I actually used to lurk/contribute regularly to the latter, before realizing the unforunate fact that a lot of the contributers/commenters were throwing stones while living in glass houses, and I guess it's a little refreshing to know that after over three years, that fact hasn't changed.

Hello again, friends.

boycunt — Wed, 19 Oct 2011 07:35:42 GMT

Isn't it strange when you get on a nostalgia (okay, so approximately five years isn't really nostalgia) kick and you start looking up old places/people you used to know, and realize nothing really changed about them? I just wish I could say the same about myself and not be negative about it.

boycunt — Fri, 19 Aug 2011 04:08:28 GMT

"... I feel nothing for you. I hold myself down. Keep to yourself. You shouldn't touch me. The skin peels off my bones. I'll give you a gift: take the skin from my stomach and stretch it across your face. Look in the mirror: I see myself through your eyes. My body's on the ground behind you. You use it to amuse yourself. When you kick it around the room you feel the impact of your boot in your stomach. Cry for me. Blame me for the fact you no longer recognize yourself. Lying here, I want the air in this room to consumme me, to pull my body in behind itself while you stare down at me uncertain if you've lost yourself in me. You're running your hands along the leather surface of your skin. The sound this makes changes pitch according to the area of your body you touch. Your thighs and your groin generate a low hum, the sound of my corpse releasing dead air when you kick me. Your face generates a continuous high-pitched squeal, the sound I make when you burn me. I take you over. You forget yourself in my body. When you chew a pice of skin from your finger you remember my body in your mouth. My bones crack between your teeth. I love you. When you lick your hand your sweat tastes like my blood. Conceal yourself. Close yourself off. Pull back into my skin. I'm inside you. The place on the floor where my body decayed left a stain on your memory. That's the signature of my love for you. You can't forget me without losing yourself. I'll never die..."

White girl problems.

boycunt — Sat, 30 Jul 2011 23:42:47 GMT

http://www.rollingstone.com/culture/news/kiki-kannibal-the-girl-who-played-with-fire-20110415 This is possibly one of the most infuriating articles I've ever read. How could someone royally fuck up their family so much and yet refuse to go off the internet? What a greedy cunt.

So, I've recently purchased the first Inazuma Game.

boycunt — Sat, 08 Jan 2011 03:49:55 GMT

It is like pokemon with little boys.

I wish I understood what in the fuck was going on.

boycunt — Fri, 19 Nov 2010 08:08:41 GMT

So, it looks like I did not get paid for the week I actually worked, and instead I'm only getting paid for the vacation from a week before. Brilliant. I suppose this might be as good a time as ever to quit.

Down and dirty.

boycunt — Wed, 17 Nov 2010 02:52:19 GMT

http://www.calguns.net/calgunforum/showthread.php?t=97803

I used to know this man mentioned in the article. I don't know if it's better or worse if I disclose exactly how I knew him. He was the live-in babysitter of a woman who ran a daycare center out of her home, that I had the misfortune of wasting three years of my life at. This woman, alone, has a lot of hilarious/horrifying tales associated with her. However, this Kip guy was pretty special as well.

My mom was friends with this woman, which was the only sane reason anybody would probably let someone of her caliber near their kids. Anyway, one of the things my mother did for this lady was fetching Kip after he would disappear for days. There were two places he could normally be found; at his sister's house, or at a nearby park, doing something my mom could only adequately describe as fucking trees. She found him, on more than one occasional, completely naked and humping the shrubbery.

He was also a drunk, and possibly a pedophile. The last time I saw him was one night when he got completely hammered, broke his electric guitar against a wall, slit his wrists with the shards, wandered around the home getting blood everywhere before disappearing.

boycunt — Mon, 15 Nov 2010 11:09:50 GMT

Well, the fact that those assholes didn't send me my paycheck proceeds to fuck me over, and over, and over.

boycunt — Mon, 01 Nov 2010 20:29:13 GMT

Ffffff.

'Fallout New Vegas' It's slow... The load screens take forever.. Too much talking... It froze once..

boycunt — Sun, 31 Oct 2010 11:45:55 GMT

http://twitter.com/FINALLEVEL

Amazing.

oh, internet.

boycunt — Wed, 27 Oct 2010 03:46:23 GMT

Someone needs this book.

20:04:51Jiangxi Hyeung: I'm waiting.

20:05:05Ludwig: For what?

20:05:39Jiangxi Hyeung: You fucking know what, you damn piece of shit.

20:05:49Ludwig: No, I don't.

20:06:29Jiangxi Hyeung: I'm not fucking stupid. You talk shit but can't say it to my face? Stop being such a pussy.

20:08:01Ludwig: Someone needs to sit down and pop a midol.

20:08:38Jiangxi Hyeung: Someone needs to shut the fuck up, hop off Everson's nonexistent dick and take a fucking ritalin.

20:08:43Jiangxi Hyeung: What's your problem with me?

20:09:16Ludwig: Why do you care?

20:09:20Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me.

20:09:20Jiangxi Hyeung: Now.

20:09:46Ludwig: And please, do not say that you do not care, or else you wouldn't have messaged me.

20:09:58Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me.

20:10:17Ludwig: u mad, bro?

20:10:34Ludwig: Did I hurt your feewings by outing an alt of yours to someone else?

20:10:43Jiangxi Hyeung: Fucking whoring slutty nazi-ass piece of ignorant SHIT.

20:10:51Jiangxi Hyeung: You're a fucking two-faced bitch-ass pussy.

20:11:05Jiangxi Hyeung: Get off my dick, fucking whore.

20:11:24Ludwig: What in the hell are you going on about?

20:11:28Jiangxi Hyeung: Now, tell me what the fuck your problem is with me, you passive-aggressive cowardice nigger.

20:11:37Jiangxi Hyeung: Fucking shitfaced dick.

20:11:42Jiangxi Hyeung: Go ahead, fucking slut.

20:11:43Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me.

20:12:01Jiangxi Hyeung: Fucking.

20:12:02Jiangxi Hyeung: Piece.

20:12:03Jiangxi Hyeung: Of.

20:12:05Jiangxi Hyeung: Nazi.

20:12:06Jiangxi Hyeung: SHIT.

20:12:32Ludwig: You have three posts to cease acting like a petty highschooler.

20:13:18Jiangxi Hyeung: No, fuck you, you damn fucking nazi. I'm not going to be bullied by some whoring little slut and then sit down and take it like a damn kicked dog. You're not treating me like a worthless fucking piece of shit and expecting my damn respect you psychopathic FUCKING FREAK.

20:13:37Jiangxi Hyeung: Now tell me WHAT THE FUCK YOUR DAMNED FUCKING PROBLEM IS.

20:14:32Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me what your problem with me is.

20:14:33Jiangxi Hyeung: Go ahead.

20:14:34Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me.

20:14:41Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me why you hate me so damn much.

20:15:02Ludwig: Why do you keep calling me a nazi whore? lol

20:15:27Jiangxi Hyeung: Because you're a bullying, passive aggressive little nazi shit who thinks it's fun to abuse people over the fucking internet for no DAMNED FUCKING REASON.

20:15:38Jiangxi Hyeung: AND I'M NOT TAKING YOUR BULLSHIT TONIGHT.

20:15:45Jiangxi Hyeung: Now, tell me what your FUCKING problem is.

20:16:24Ludwig: First off, is the extent of your insults limited to "bully", "passive-agressive", "nazi", "slut", and "whore"?

20:16:32Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me.

20:16:33Jiangxi Hyeung: Fucking slut.

20:16:35Ludwig: You're almost as pathetic/funny as Court.

20:16:39Jiangxi Hyeung: Dick-riding, cocksucking suck up nigger.

20:16:43Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me why you hate me.

20:17:02Ludwig: Do you think you're going to make any progress at this rate?

20:17:09Jiangxi Hyeung: I don't fucking care.

20:17:17Jiangxi Hyeung: I'm not being fucking bullied by you anymore you fucking shit.

20:17:19Ludwig: Then why would you message me in the first place?

20:17:21Jiangxi Hyeung: I'm fucking sick of it.

20:17:26Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me why you hate me.

20:18:06Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me.

20:18:06Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me what the fuck your problem is and why you keep harassing me.

20:18:11Jiangxi Hyeung: Fucking tell me and STOP.

20:18:22Ludwig: I did not harass you today.

20:18:38Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me.

20:18:40Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me.

20:18:40Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me.

20:18:43Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me.

20:18:47Jiangxi Hyeung: FUCKING TELL ME.

20:19:06Ludwig: In fact, the last time I even bothered to make a comment directed at you was Sunday, maybe.

20:19:27Jiangxi Hyeung: What your friend did to me fucking counts as bullying, and you made him do it, you sadistic fucking shit.

20:19:38Jiangxi Hyeung: TELL ME WHY THE FUCK YOU HATE ME YOU DAMNED COWARDICE PUSSY.

20:19:38Ludwig: So, what prompted this today? Better yet, what merits being called a whore? Is it because more people pay attention to my characters.

20:19:40Jiangxi Hyeung: FUCKING WHORE.

20:19:42Ludwig: I did not make him do it.

20:19:48Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me why you hate me.

20:19:51Jiangxi Hyeung: FUCKING

20:19:51Jiangxi Hyeung: TELL

20:19:52Jiangxi Hyeung: ME'

20:19:57Jiangxi Hyeung: YOU NIGGERLOVING ASSRAPING PIECE OF DAMNED SHIT.

20:20:30Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me what I did to make you hate me so much.

20:20:31Jiangxi Hyeung: Go ahead.

20:20:37Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me why you keep bullying me. Tell me.

20:20:37Ludwig: In fact, he messaged me to tell me that some idiot was messaging him and pissing him off, he pasted the conversation to me, believing you to be an equallyu useless cretin by the moniker of yaoi slutboy. I told him that alt was you.

20:20:50Jiangxi Hyeung: That's NOT me.

20:21:01Jiangxi Hyeung: Why would you lie about me?

20:21:02Ludwig: Do you really think I sicked him on you?

20:21:08Jiangxi Hyeung: Why would you do that?

20:21:39Ludwig: Because it is your alt. The profile style is exactly the same. You messaged my other alts, on that name, with essentially the same diatribe you message me on this one with.

20:21:52Jiangxi Hyeung: THAT'S NOT FUCKING ME.

20:21:58Jiangxi Hyeung: I CAN SCREENSHOT MY ACCOUNT PAGE.

20:22:02Ludwig: I think you need to calm down. You're only making yourself look like a bigger shithead.

20:22:09Jiangxi Hyeung: No.

20:22:10Jiangxi Hyeung: FUCK YOU.

20:22:13Jiangxi Hyeung: YOU LYING PIECE OF SHIT.

20:22:21Jiangxi Hyeung: YOU'RE GETTING PEOPLE TO ATTACK AND ABUSE ME BECAUSE YOU LIED TO THEM.

20:22:28Jiangxi Hyeung: I CAN FUCKING SCREENCAP MY FUCKING ACCOUNT PAGE.

20:22:32Jiangxi Hyeung: I'M NOT FUCKING YAOI SLUTBOY.

20:22:34Ludwig: That's pointless. Do you know how many people have several different e-mail accounts with several different characters.

20:22:39Jiangxi Hyeung: That's.

20:22:40Jiangxi Hyeung: NOTY

20:22:41Jiangxi Hyeung: ME

20:22:41Ludwig: I did not say you were yaoi slutboy.

20:22:45Jiangxi Hyeung: WHY WOULD YOU FUCKING LIE ABOUT ME

20:22:49Jiangxi Hyeung: You said that's an alt of mine.

20:22:51Jiangxi Hyeung: AND IT'S NOT

20:23:10Ludwig: Are you fucking daft? Have they yet to teach reading comprehension in whatever backwater shithole you attend that passes for a school.

20:23:32Ludwig: No, wait, perhaps I should have clarified.

20:23:48Jiangxi Hyeung: Tell me what you meant then.

20:24:11Ludwig: He assumed you were yaoi slutboy. He posted the conversation between the two of you, I told him that said alt was one of yours, and I used the name Jiangxi Hyeung.

20:24:31Jiangxi Hyeung: That's not an alternate account of mine, though.

20:24:35Jiangxi Hyeung: I'm not Yaoi Slutboy.

20:24:46Jiangxi Hyeung: I only have five names on this chat, and that isn't one of them.

20:24:49Ludwig: I did not say you were yaoi slutboy.

20:25:05Jiangxi Hyeung: You told him that alt name was one of mine.

20:25:08Jiangxi Hyeung: And it's not.

20:25:12Ludwig: He assumed the alt you were talking to him with was yaoi slutboy. I told him said alt was yours.

20:25:21Jiangxi Hyeung: BUT IT'S NOT MINE.

20:25:32Ludwig: Ugh.

20:25:33Jiangxi Hyeung: WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?

20:25:45Ludwig: Listen.

20:25:58Ludwig: Do post ten all caps internet rage worthy posts in succession.

20:26:03Ludwig: Wait like a good little boy/girl.

20:26:35Ludwig: He thought your alt was yaoi slutboy. I told him that it was NOT. YAOI. SLUTBOY. And it was yours, Jiangxi Hyeung.

20:27:07Jiangxi Hyeung: So he asked you if I was Yaoi, and you told him I was Jiangxi?

20:27:11Ludwig: Do you comprehend this? Is this within your range.

20:27:31Ludwig: Yes. He said the person talking to him sounded like yaoi slutboy.

20:27:54Jiangxi Hyeung: Then why did he curse me out when I've never met him before?

20:28:21Ludwig: Because you probably deserved it.

20:28:39Jiangxi Hyeung: I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO HIM BUT TRY AND BE HIS FRIEND.

20:29:04Ludwig: You messaged him, twice, on two separate occasions, unprovoked, and he told you on both occasions that he did not care about you.

20:29:26Ludwig: Welcome to RPH, not everybody wants to be ~friends~ with you, nor should they have to.

20:29:37Jiangxi Hyeung: So he's Guy, right?

20:30:08Ludwig: Why is this relevant?

20:30:26Jiangxi Hyeung: Because I never did ANYTHING to him.

20:30:31Jiangxi Hyeung: Even as Guy.

20:31:12Ludwig: You messaged him, he professed his complete disinterest in you, you took great offense and on both occasions, threw your childish little tantrums. Just like you are now.

20:31:33Jiangxi Hyeung: He didn't say he disliked me.

20:31:45Jiangxi Hyeung: HE SAID I was a worthless piece of shit who would never amount to anything and would always be a vapid cunt.

20:31:49Jiangxi Hyeung: I didn't deserve that.

20:32:31Ludwig: I think you did. As this conversation has provided no insight into you that makes me think better of you as not only a chatter or a roleplayer, but a human being.

20:34:00Jiangxi Hyeung: I didn't deserve being called those names when I was trying to make friends with someone I didn't know was him.

20:34:56Ludwig: Practice what you preach, and maybe everyone else wouldn't see you as an immature shithead.

20:35:10Jiangxi Hyeung: I'M NOT PREACHING ANYTHING

20:35:14Jiangxi Hyeung: AND I ONLY OVER-REACTED WHEN HE INSULTED ME

20:36:23Ludwig: You want people not to insult you because it hurts your feelings, and yet three fourths of this conversation has been you thinking you're an internet tough guy. Only, internet tough guys don't bitch and moan about being bullied.

20:36:37Jiangxi Hyeung: I'm TIRED of him bullying me and abusing me EVERY SINGLE FUICKING TIME HE SEES ME. If he wouldn't start shit, I wouldn't over-reaCT. fucking simple.

20:37:45Ludwig: Maybe you should stop messaging everybody. Especially when they actually give you the courtesy to respond to you to express disinterest. It borderlines on harassment.

20:38:15Jiangxi Hyeung: IT DOES FUCKING NOT.

20:38:38Jiangxi Hyeung: All I want to do here is fucking make friends, and I DIDN'T KNOW HE WASN'T INTERESTED IN TALKING TO ME BECAUSE HE NEVER SAID HE WAS GUY.

20:39:48Ludwig: He shouldn't have to.

20:40:01Ludwig: He told you he didn't care. You should have left it at that.

20:40:50Jiangxi Hyeung: He shouldn't have insulted me.

20:41:17Ludwig: You should stop being a fucking pansy. It's the internet.

20:41:45Jiangxi Hyeung: k niggerwhore

20:41:48Jiangxi Hyeung: go ride his dick more.

20:41:49Jiangxi Hyeung: cocksucker.

20:41:56Jiangxi Hyeung: damn sluts.

20:42:46Ludwig: Bravo.

And it gets better.

20:18:05yaoi slutboy: Hehe... you got one of Jiangxi's rants too?

20:19:19yaoi slutboy: I saved mine when he was yelling at me. It was lots of laffs.

20:40:23Ludwig: He's a fucking child.

20:40:28Ludwig: He even admitted to it.

20:40:36yaoi slutboy: Yeah, I tell him that all the time.

boycunt — Sun, 24 Oct 2010 02:12:06 GMT

v a n i t y: The french Tart Juliette, strolled the marvelous cold Streets of northern Italy with a seemingly crooked Grin. Her very Curvaceous body was hidden by a thick full length fur coat. Her Blonde hair tucked in a fur hat. She wore black stilletoes; they clicked agaisnt the cobblestone streets as she made her way to a well known Human Brothel for Vampire. It was more like a buffet. She wasn't a Vampire, but was often Associated with them because of her occupation. She made her way inside and hung up her Coat. Her Body now in full view and also the lustful red corset top and frilly panties, visible. She sat on a lovesick and waited.

boycunt — Fri, 01 Oct 2010 16:11:37 GMT

Ahaha. Fantastic. A warning beforehand would have been nice.

I'm in love...

boycunt — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 07:59:25 GMT

http://www.romanticallyapocalyptic.com/

RIP Satoshi Kon.

boycunt — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 03:32:40 GMT

http://www.boingboing.net/2010/08/25/rip-satoshi-kon.html

boycunt — Sun, 15 Aug 2010 11:49:08 GMT

This is me, right now.

It has been a strange weekend.

At least you're not on fire.

boycunt — Tue, 10 Aug 2010 08:38:34 GMT

"I'm breaking my attachment to physical power and possessions, because only through destroying myself can I discover the greater power of my spirit."

SPOILERSPOILERSPOILERS

boycunt — Wed, 28 Jul 2010 18:01:12 GMT

Chapter 4: The twelve start out on their journey, and enter a church, there they see a boy... girl... thing dressed in white robes. It immediately turns to them, and says that Etienne is like an angel, or something, and proceeds to kiss his feet. The adult monks come, say some stuff, and the kid, some boy named Michael, goes to join them. If the wikipedia article is any indication, he's supposed to come off as a little, well, retarded. But hey, this group if full of characters.
There's a conversation, but I think it's pretty much the rest of them welcoming Michael/goofing off. Remy isn't riding on Jean with Guy, yet. Then suddenly, KNIGHT TEMPLARS, and Nicolas looks like he's about to jizz himself. At this point, Yugoslavia is introduced, with two other knights. As I said, Nicolas looks excited by their arrival, but Christian whispers something to him. Yugoslavia points threateningly and demands shit, before Michael explains who they are and the knights escort them into a city. Once the townspeople spot them, they all hide, and at the very last moment, Yugoslavia brandishes his sword at Etienne, then we go into chapter five.
Chapter 5: Yugoslavia annoys me, he is like the irresponsible, moody uncle who gives you fireworks and flips a shit all of the time, but I digress. I'm going to keep these shorter. Anyway, Etienne heals some old woman, and suddenly he is welcomed in by town. Yugoslavia gives them swords and smacks Nicolas around before a feast is held in their honor. Women pretty much fawn over all of them, and most of their responses are embarrassed or in Christian's case, completely uninterested. At some point it shows Nicolas bragging to a bunch of townschildren, before it goes into a flashback of him and Etienne as children playing in a field and a knight passes them on a horse. I'm pretty sure Nicolas talks and talks about being a knight like the stupid little kid with stupid little dreams, but everybody cheers him, since it's a bunch of equally stupid, impressionable kids.
Chapter 6: Yugoslavia or whatever his name is leads them into another town, where Etienne proceeds to perform more miracles. Eventually, several children start following them. Most of this chapter seems to be them talking amongst themselves, really. Interesting things to note is Marc(?) entertaining kids with his puppet, Guy offering to let Remy ride on his horse for the rest of the trip, and Vulture-boy and his lacky talking about shit. I think there's also some mention of the twins and their weird ESP shit.
Chapter 7: Another town, another miracle, another feast. Vulture boy, lacky, and one of the twins go to a brothel. There's some shit wit a wagon and a huge shot of everyone practicing with swords, including Luc and Guy sparring. I also notice the only ones with actual swords are Guy, Luc, Nicolas, and Henri. At one point, Yugoslavia goes to talk to Remy, and I think this chapter more than the last two stresses Nicolas' admiration for the knight. However, at one point they're talking alone and Yugoslavia hugs him, and it almost looks like he attempts to hug him.
Chapter 8: I kind of regret not knowing Japanese. But, anyway, Michael is alone with Etienne, rubbing his feet. Christian appears and looks a little perturbed by it. Long conversation, before it shows Nicolas training with the other boys and exhausting them. Then it pans to Vulture Boy, Lacky, and one of the wonder twins at some other whore-house, before Nicolas, Guy, and Henri appear. Guy and Nicolas seemed to both want to kill Guillaume, though Nicolas is the first one who strikes down on him. However, he only cuts off his finger. The other two are whipped by Guy and Nicolas, who I guess now are like the group muscle.
The Chapter/Volume ends with them walking into another town, which is seemingly deserted. Walking further, they notice billows of smoke, and upon moving closer, they see several people being burned at the stake.

I will possibly scan this and put the files on mediafire. With large, ugly as sin watermarks which people won't find annoying in the least.

OMG. :O

boycunt — Sun, 20 Dec 2009 11:37:57 GMT

http://amatuerarter.deviantart.com/

AMAZING.

I love this pretentious garbage.

boycunt — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 00:04:06 GMT

Itoshiki Nozomu: valve's themesong

boycunt — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 12:58:40 GMT

boycunt — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 13:59:55 GMT

So, traveling is awesome when you take out the actual traveling. Ride home from Chicago to LA sucked because I was between a woman who HAD TO PUT HER SEAT ALL THE WAY BACK and another that kept kicking. Also, swine flu. I could have gotten home at around 8pm, but I ended up going to Van Nuys instead of Union Station, and they would not let me out unless I paid for another ticket. This wouldn't have been a problem, had they took cash. But, debit only and I only had five dollars in my bank account, which isn't enough for the trip. Stupid, right? So, I had to call my dad, then I had to call a bunch of other people to get me back to LAX, where I waited three and a half hours before being picked up and getting home at eleven.

I'm terrible with money; also, my bank or my work are idiots with direct deposit.

boycunt — Mon, 09 Nov 2009 15:53:26 GMT

You know you've really hit it low when you (a) ask your father to wire you money and (b) end up counting spare change just to see if you have enough to ship your bags home. :D

And what's maddening is that I have $500 in paper checks back in California, and suddenly, my dad can't give me a ride home so I have to find a way to get from LAX to Long Beach, too.

boycunt — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 08:56:45 GMT

boycunt — Thu, 22 Oct 2009 08:30:11 GMT

YOU KNOW WHAT? FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU BLUTO. YOU'RE SUCH A GODDAMNED FUCK, IT'S SERIOUSLY RIDICULOUS. DON'T YOU GET THAT OLIVE OIL ISN'T INTERESTED IN YOUR FAT, HAIRY ASS? AND YET YOU KEEP FUCKING GOING AFTER HER. THATS RAPE, YOU IGNORANT SHIT HEAD AND I'M GLAD POPEYE 'ROIDS UP ON SOME QUALITY SPINACH AND FUCKS YOUR ASS UP EACH TIME YOU TRY THAT SHIT. DON'T THINK THAT I DON'T KNOW YOU WERE PROBALLY DOING SOME FAGET SHIT IN THE NAVY TOO, TRYING TO SATISFY YOUR UNRULY SEXUAL URGES. WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO ADMIT YOU HAVE A GOD DAMN ADDICTION TO SEX? BUT SERIOUSLY, STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM OLIVE OIL'S PUSSY BECAUSE ONE OF THESE TIMES POPEYE'S NOT GOING TO SETTLE ON JUST KNOCKING YOU THE FUCK OUT. IF YOU DO DECIDE TO TRY IT AGAIN, I HOPE HE TAKES THE TOP OF ONE OF THOSE SPINACH CANS AND CUTS YOUR FUCKING THROAT WITH IT. YOU LITTLE BITCH. AND DON'T THINK YOU'RE GOING TO FOOL ANYONE WITH SOME BULLSHIT DISGUISE BECAUSE WE SEE RIGHT THROUGH THAT. LIKE THERE'S ANY OTHER 300+ POUND GUY WITH A HAIRY ASS BEARD AND A FUCKING ANCHOR TATTOO. SERIOUSLY, WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH THAT TATTOO? HOW DRUNK DOES SOMEONE HAVE TO BE TO HAVE A FUCKING ANCHOR TATTOOED ON THEMSELF? I'M SURE YOU WERE DRUNK ENOUGH TO TAKE AN ASSFUCKING OR TWO THOUGH, WEREN'T YOU, YOU GOD DAMN FAGET. YOU'RE A WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT AND I HOPE YOU DIE SLOW.