Archive for November 24th, 2001:
Alright boys and girls… prepare yourselves once again for the roller coaster extravaganza that I call high heat life.
Okay, so here I am, at the rent’s house in good ol’ Greenville to update this thing and have some pre-emptive birthday cheer. However, there are some other things that kind of need to be addressed here in this shiz-nat. So let’s do it, and once again… this will be in Dennis Miller format.
Now I don’t wanna get off on a rant here, but shouldn’t people’s personal lives and personal business stay exactly that… personal? Now I know this may be a foreign concept to some. To others it may just be a question of common courtesy. Yet to other more… foolish… people, it’s simply a question… no… a LACK of common fucking sense.
Granted, I realize that common sense may be just the opposite to some, and we all know that there are some people who make that BLATANTLY obvious. After all, it’s not everyday that shit you say in confidence to people gets aired out to everyone. Then when it happens it’s like you’ve just been sucker punched by a family member. Gotta love that bein’ caught with your pants down feeling. Ain’t it grand? Hell, it’s even better when it comes from someone that you actually trusted. Yum yum… taste that goodness of shit truly hitting the fan.
Now we come to the topic of thinking before you speak/act. Once again, this is another that people just tend to overlook before they even attempt to conceive the repercussions of their actions. Some call it funny. Others call it an attempt toward being a smart ass. I call it being one ignorant son of a bitch. After all, you don’t know who you’re hurting. Hell, you don’t even fucking think about it. Then when people get pissed you wonder what THEIR fucking problem is. Granted, it all leads back to the whole common sense thing, but still… my point is being made dammit.
Well, on a lighter note… I turn 22 in a couple days, and I’m going to see Linkin Park on Thursday. I’d like to say life can’t get any better, but you know that shit ain’t true. Unfortunately, there will be no name game in this edition of HHL. Why? Because the only person on AIM who could be available to do it is me, and I don’t really feel like talkin’ to myself right now. That’s it for this edition of high heat life. It’s SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAL.