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|Thursday, February 5th, 2004|
All I can say is you are in good company. Bessie Smith died in an ambulance on the way to a black hospital after being refused service at a whites only hospital. Bigotry stole one of the greatest musical talents in history from us. I hope it doesn't stop you. You are a wonderful poet and an American treasure I am sure your work will live long after stupid bigotry is gone.
|Tuesday, January 13th, 2004|
Surreal life is the best show on television !!!
Last night with Ron Jeremy and Tammy Faye Bakker... get out of town its much much much too much. Either she's gonna turn him Christian or he's gonna bone her. I can't wait to find out which.
|Saturday, September 13th, 2003|
Johnny Cash is Dead.
|Tuesday, July 1st, 2003|
|the subject is
Buddy Hackett and Katherine Hepburn get to the pearly gates together... talk among yourselves.
|Sunday, June 8th, 2003|
|Saturday, May 31st, 2003|
I went to Best BUy and picked up like 15 DVDs. I don't know why I keep buying DVDs. Most of whem I only watch once sometimes not even that. I should rent them but I have all these DVDs instead and I flip through TV bored that there's nothing interesting on but I don't put one in.
|Monday, May 26th, 2003|
|I just haven't had anything to say
I'm home in San Diego for a couple of weeks now. Went to see the Matrix 2 and X-men 2 and spent a lot of time just home fucking around.
|Saturday, May 17th, 2003|
got back to the states a week ago but i didn't go home until last night, just bumming around. my sister took out the garbage and washed my bathtub. i feel like a bum. a bum with too much money and not enough of anything that matters. carman went back to her boyfriend what fucking ever.
|Friday, May 2nd, 2003|
Wow, I've got so much to add and I've only got ten minutes. I'm at Dallas Airport with Carmen, I guess my girlfriend, I don't know yet, we just met Tuesday night. I went all the way to San Antonio to meet candykidposer who, check this out, not only stood me up, but kept me waiting for her for hours, saying on the phone she was on her way bla bla. I talked to her on the phone before I left Washington DC too, so I didn't make the stupid trip for nothing if she wasn't gonna meet me, you know? Fucking whatever. When one door closes, another opens. I went to the show anyway and Carmen performed. I liked her stuff so I walked up to her and like, the next morning she was saying that she wanted to go to the beach soooooo
Turns out the nearest beach with good swimming weather is Rio de Janeiro, Brazil so we are flying there in, oh hell, like 6 minutes.
I shouldn't really spend so much but, fuck it, I'm getting laid and I don't have to hear Chrissy bitch me out, that's gotta be worth something. I bought us tickets 3 days in advance because I had to get my sister to go to my place and get my passport and overnight it to me. I must be nuts. If Carmen had backed out I'd have spent like, close to a thousand bucks for nothing. I was worried too, yesterday, since we weren't together.
Yesterday I saw the riverwalk, fucked around the stupid ass mall, bought a stuffed armidillo for my sister (isn't that the kind of crap you're supposed to do when you go to Texas?)
I gotta go. Don't know if we'll have internet connection in Rio. We don't have hotel reservations or anything, I don't have a bathing suit on me either, just winging it.
I guess I'm taking now. As long as Carmen wants to be with me and doesn't turn into a dick
|Friday, April 25th, 2003|
|Nothing to report
I went out with a girl last night. Sexy, light red hair, good dancer... Went to three bars in as many hours, The music was too loud at one. She let guys buy her drinks at two of them, tied one on pretty good, she drove to a mall (it was closed but the movie theater was still open so you could get in) we took pictures in the sticker booth, wondered around the empty mall holding hands. She kissed me a couple of times but I didn't really kiss her back. Mostly, I was bored.
I'm going somewhere this afternoon. I don't even know where. I was thinking about going to Texas to meet one of two Live Journal friends but I don't know. I like the fantasy about what they might be like. I don't want the nice fantasy to be replaced with a crappy reality.
I've got friends other places I could go visit. I think I'm going to get to the bus station and ask what place, far from where I am, is the next bus that's leaving going, and that'll be where I go.
|Tuesday, April 22nd, 2003|
|gots the longest light saber
Knight are you? go to:the
quiz!You are the long-sabered,
well-spoken Mace Windu, one of the most powerful Jedi on the
council. Though you're devoted to doing good Jedi deeds, at
heart you're a bad muthatrucka. and secretly want to fuck Yoda
up. Though it's never discussed in the movies, chances are you
get mad ladies. It's no coincidence that your light-saber is a
special color and is extra-long.
|Friday, April 18th, 2003|
|Tuesday, April 15th, 2003|
I swear to god the next girl who seriously wants to be my girlfriend I'm going to give a fair chance too.
|Sunday, April 13th, 2003|
War is stupid, and US occupation of Iraq is stupid, and now that we've blown the shit out of the people and our troops are poking around in Iraq's underwear, where are those supposed weapons of mass destruction? In fact, there are none, we just killed all those people for nothing.
Did you know that 50% of the population of Iraq is under 18 years old?
I'm in Washington DC right now, just marched in a protest against this maddness.
Someone spit on a cop so instead of going after the person who did it, the cops attacked the crowd, the cops knocked over one 17 year old girl and trampled her, breaking both her ankles.
A reporter photographing another young girl being beaton by a policeman was attacked by two more, beaten over the head with batons and arrested. He was released later but the camera and pictures he took "disappeared"
Think about that when you are reading your newspaper accounts of what happens.
|Tuesday, April 1st, 2003|
April Fools day was today and I played no tricks on anyone.
that's some shit isn't it. I watched a special on the 75th aniv of The Three Stooges hosted by Woody Harrelson. I used to think that shit was soooooo funny. It's still worth a little chuckle.
At the end they are going to show us the clip that viewers voted as the Stooge's funniest moment and I want to see it because the other clips aren't doing it for me. A friend walks in and I'm saying shut up a second, the supposedly funny clip was in progress. It is a fucking minute right, two tops.
So she starts talking about how only men like the Three Stooges. There's an original idea. I sure meant spout it off when I said hold on a second didn't I?
So I said yeah, and only women like foreplay.
Fuck if I really do like foreplay, and if I wasn't even watching because I liked it, I was just interested in seeing what was supposed to be the best scene.
It's all about reinforcing people'as bullshit stereotypes isn't it? who needs to think when you can just follow the program for your gender/race/class
I'm a self=-centered asshole and I'm waiting for the world to evolve. what does that say about the world?
Maybe I'm pathetic, maybe I'm fantasizing, or maybe it is something else. I"ve got about 6 girls that are interested in me in person. One that I liked right up until she tried to kiss me and an Ani concert she took me too and then I realized I wasn't interested in her. God, she's really beautiful too.
And now I'm flirting with three different girls on live journal that I've never met and I think about hooking up with any one of them.
Its like I like myself better with strangers. I don't worry about losing them, I get to be myself even though myself is changing all the time and they seem to like me anyway.
I just want to be with someone who doesn't have to fake anything, who I don't have to fake anything with and they don't have to be perfect or even great, just real REAL REAL.
I'm afraid though, that I'll meet one and it'll be silly. That we won't be real live, that its just a soap bubble and it'll pop if I try to grab it.
|Friday, March 28th, 2003|
|I thin relationships should have contracts
there's always a deal isn't there? even if it isn't always said, there is, so why not say it... I thin relationships should have contracts, and here are some of the points I'd want in it:
*) either party can call for a renegotiation of the contract at any time
*) neither party can be mad at the other for something that wasn't already part of the contract.
*) all of the points of the contract shouldn't be written by the same partner
*) if someone is just going along with a point in the contract and doesn't really want to they damned well better make sure the other person knows.
*) don't lie. Well, fuck, everyone lies, don't lie about how you feel! Nothing else really matters.
Those are the top two, here's some other things I think would be good:
*) within reason, each should provide orgasms for the other on demand
*) orgasms should be announced, or identified after, so there is no wondering if/when she came, god I fucing hate that.
I'm sure she'll have all sorts of things to add.
I think, if two people are really compatible on paper, I mean, like each other's contracts, they should at least try to have a relationship.
I met a girl on a bus, liked her, so offered to take her out for Sushi. Did that. Spent 45 bucks on her, gave her a kiss after and sent her on her way. She says, "do you want my number" I said no. She asked if I didn't like her or something I said I liked her just fine. If I see her on a bus again I'd take her out again too.
I think her name was Sheri.
|Tuesday, March 25th, 2003|
I'm going to be away for a few days so don't get mad at me if I'm not online. I'll catch up when I get home. I just have to get outta here for a while.