Writing Wrongs

I say things you're afraid to even think of.

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friENDShip -Part 3

      Since everything has to be a trilogy these days, I will not disappoint.

      I do not partake in the politics of Facebook. Because you are a friend of a friend that I met at a party earlier tonight, I am not just going to accept your friend request that I just received 2 hours later. Because we went to the same grammar school, even though you were a year or two under me, that does not mean we have anything else in common. So you get declined. It’s not personal like so many people take it. It’s just that I believe if you are going to see what I am going to talk about, not only in my status updates but also with my friends, if you are going to see me post pics of things that I care about, I should probably give the slightest shit about you. It’s not being a snob, it’s being realistic. Facebook has taken the word friend and devalued it to the umpteenth degree. And let us not get started on the word like.

      But back to Facebook friendships. “_____ is a jerk because they didn’t like the funny pic I posted.” “Why didn’t ______ accept my friend request? Fuck them then.” “Why didn’t _____ tag me in that post?!” Why does life have to be so dramatic and complicated?

      I get it, maybe you don’t want to look like the bad guy in some of those situations. Why is that common with people who do not have the decency to be honest these days? Facebook is not where friendships are supposed to go to die. If anything, it is another way to mend friendships. It is supposed to be a community for fun. Not unfriending people because they have different political views than you. The hell is that? Why does it have to be taken so friggin’ seriously?

      But here is my favorite of the lot. That silent minority that is still your friend on FB, but for whatever reason got annoyed with you and blocked you from their news feed. So you are still friends with them, but you cannot see anything they post. Is there anything more obnoxious, fake, and despicable than a fake friend? You are so fucking high and mighty that you will keep them as a friend, but do not have any interest in what they have to say. You are a cunt. You think you are a king/queen looking down on your peasants, knowing they are there for you, but you have no interest in their thoughts or opinions. GOD SAVE THE CUNT! Bless you for allowing yourself into our petty and meaningless lives.

      Here’s something about me: I don’t like confrontation, but if it needs to be done, I’ll do it, but my filter is off by then. You can say what you want about me, but the one thing no one says is that I am kind. And do you know why? It’s because they are too fucking thick-headed to see it. In my head I call bullshit on people a dozen times a day. But I let it go because people are the way they are. If I am friends with you, it is because I see the good in you. If you call someone out every time you think they are lying, your friendship isn’t going to last long. So I keep it to myself. Why rock the boat over something meaningless, right? But if you don’t have the balls to say something to me about something that I might have said or done that you didn’t like to the point where you would block my from your news feed, that is pathetic.

      So if you want to play Facebook reindeer games, leave me out of it. And not just off your news feed. Act like an adult, you fucking cry baby, and either say something to me and let’s work things out to fix our friendship, or hit that unfriend button and squeak away quietly(but I’ll still notice you’re gone eventually, you stupid dumb fuck).

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Here Comes The Friendship Sailing Your Way -Part 2

       So I’m an older guy and I have gone back to college. People who know me on Facebook have probably seen me mention this fact before. Anyway, I am older than the majority of the students there. Truthfully, I have only seen a handful of students that were near my age or older. That doesn’t bother me; don’t get me wrong. Its made for some good jokes by me in classes. Well, most were good, I think.

       Moving on, I met this guy on campus. I won’t use any names here because I don’t want to call anyone out or bring personal attention to them. So I met this guy, older, like me. We found out that we had similar tastes in things, a lot due to growing up in the same era. So we became friendly. We would hang out after class and talk a little. Now this goes back to what I was saying about how difficult it is to meet new people nowadays. In class we could make jokes about the things we had in common, but after class when we talked, it was him, him, him. He would monopolize “conversations” by talking about his ex-girlfriend. Now I think I am a friendly person, and I’ll be an ear to a friend when they need one. I will even try to help, if I can. But this guy....just on and on about his former girlfriend. And this went on for weeks. If you know me, I’m a chatty bastard. I could go on and on. There are different reasons for that, but dissecting that is for another time. But he would talk until he was tired and wanted to go home. I’d get a few words in here and there, and try to offer advice and observations, but this guy just needed to talk. The details of his talks aren’t important here other than they were, like I said, about his ex. But it got to a point where, even though we have so much in common and I could see hanging out with him, I would have to distance myself on purpose because it wasn’t about a potential friendship anymore, it was therapy. I don’t begrudge anyone the need to vent to a friend. But if you want a friend, you have to be one to me, as well. I have, sadly, avoided this person at times so that I would not end up outside in the rain for two hours listening to these, unfortunately, hopeless tales of this person stuck who cannot move forward.

       As time has passed, we have talked very little. Maybe he caught on. Or maybe he thinks I am a jerk for not keeping in contact. I don’t know. But how do you build a friendship when someone is so self-absorbed? If I were a jerk, I would have tried to change topics somehow, or even told him I was getting uncomfortable. But I didn’t do either because people have feelings, and I respect that. I can be a jerk and make crude jokes about celebrity deaths, or obnoxiously make fun of a friend, but that is out of fun and the amount of respect I have for someone. All of that is something else entirely. But when you are trying to build a friendship, you cannot build it on yourself and a pseudo-therapist.

       My point here is things are not all about you, especially in a friendship. You can not like it as much as you want, but you need to learn to live with it. I am trapped in my own universe, yet I know everything does not revolve around me. When I go to sleep, the world does not stop turning. Nothing shuts down. I know that. I don’t like it, but it is the truth. If I have to accept it, so do you. If you want friends, be one, as well.

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Making Friends(For The Digital World To See) -Part 1

      Making friends these days is so difficult. I’ve personally given up. And I’m fine with it. People are too self-absorbed, and I think it is the blame of social media for that. At least some years ago, when you met someone, you could attempt a back-and-forth conversation. Nowadays people are just looking to tell you everything and how dare you speak? They tell you their thoughts and opinions and shallow experiences and who the hell are you to disagree with anything they say? I’m talking right now and how dare you wait for your turn to speak.

      Social media has made everyone believe that what they say is undebatable and untouchable. God help you if you have an opinion to the contrary. You might be unfriended. Ousted from the community. No longer living in that person’s sunlight. You’re fucked.

      Stop listening to people. Challenge their thoughts. Declare Shenanigans. CALL BULLSHIT! If someone is your friend, they should work things out and talk to you about the problem, right? WRONG! You might as well be depantsing them in front of all of their friends! They’ll have to move to Twitter to try to gain some self-respect back. “Shit, man, you done fucked up again.”

      It’s fine. You didn’t fuck up. People need to be taken down a few pegs these days. I am not saying to do it publicly(on social media), but if you have something to say, say it. I admit, I hold back sometimes from calling people out because some people are too sensitive, or they are too set in their ways to see how big of a hypocrite they are and will take any criticism I give as a personal attack and jealousy(despite there being none). So you could play it safe and not say anything, or say something and possibly be the bad guy.

      So what do you do? Play it by ear is the best way, I suppose. How important is this person to you? Are they rational? Are they dramatic? Are they going to be a bitch and tell all of their friends, that you might be friends with as well, that you slighted them and to unfriend you? Can you live with that? Yeah, you can. But some people cannot see a virtual world where people they barely speak to at angry with them. It is not so bad, though. But you do what you think you can handle.

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In Dreams

       I’m so bad at this that I have already lost a draft that I was working on. I’m not going to write anything meaningful, to me at least, since I want to just get something up while it is still January 2nd so I stick to my plan of writing something every day. Anyways...

       Does anyone else wake up with random songs in their head? I don’t get that. I’ve noticed in the past few weeks that I have been waking up with songs in my head that have logical reason for being there. Since dreams are your mind gathering all of the information it has processed throughout the day, or in my case from two days before, I still cannot find any reason why I have woken up with some of these songs in my head. (Yes, I said my dreams are two days behind. I think so much that I am a day behind in my processing. Weird.) The song will be in my head for a few minutes because I will be trying to analyze why it is there. Was it in my dream and I am remembering it? Is it some sort of prophecy or foreshadowing? Will I hear it today(which happens more than you think)? But then it fades away within a few minutes. Like a stranger, it was there and now is gone, mixed in with the hustle and bustle of everything that comes flooding in when you start your day. And no matter how hard I try, it’s gone. It had its moment, it delivered its message, and then it’s off. Like I mentioned, sometimes I will hear the song later that day, and then I know it was some sort of precognition, although it wasn’t telling me anything other than that I was going to hear it that day. Otherwise, I think I am batting .000 at why it was there. But then there are times that I am afraid if I put the puzzle together and figure it out, that I will alter the plan. I acknowledge that might be a bit wacky, but I think there is more to all of this place than random events. It’s all too organized, even in chaos.        Why do I feel everything that I am going to write here is one day going to be used against me in court?

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Welcome To Two-Thousand and Lazy.

       Everyone likes the idea that something new is just around the corner. And so here you are: 2017! People make their deals with themselves to diet or exercise more; be friendlier or to talk less shit about others behind their backs; be more giving or to be more frugal. But most people aren’t going to make it past the first two weeks without falling into old habits. Why do you have to wait until another year begins to somehow make yourself a better person? Nothing waits for you. Life doesn’t say, “Okay, if you exercise more, you’ll have a better life. Well, it’s November now, so I’ll let you slide until January, but then you need to get moving on being healthier. Okay, then, we’re good for now.”

       Don’t get me wrong, I’m human and do the same things. I’ll even show you since I am not a hypocrite. So I just thought about writing my words down as therapy. I am accused so much of negativity when people do not see the real message. It’s not something I have harbored on because I feel like I talk too much. But in the spirit of seeing status updates about this new year going to be a ‘better year’, and how things are going to start turning around for some, I thought I could do with less talking and more words. I’ve had this tumblr account for years, so I figured I could finally make use of it.

       I’m going to let this go for now. It’s 6:04am and I should get some sleep. If nothing else, I’ll see if I can keep this going for just over the next two weeks.

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"Oh, but I’m so sweet and tasty."

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Thanks, Burn Notice.

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I've said it before, but I would have named my autobiography "Hot Pants Homo". Unfortunately it's been taken.

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