A couple of strange things happened to me last night, and today. First, I was messaged by some crazy girl who said that her friend said I was cute. Well, I can't really argue with that. I'm friggin sexy. But anyhoo, we get to talking and soon I find out that not only does this girl 'commune' with Mother Nature, and Mother Ocean, but her mother also fancies herself a psychic. And she has promised to train her daughter. Wonderful. So, we launch into a debate/discussion/argument that lasts a good three hours. I don't know if she hates me or not, it doesn't really matter. Sure, I can be really bloody stubborn about things, but I have to really care strongly about it. When we broached the subject of abortion and euthinasia. . .well, I'm sure most of the people who know me, know of my stand on the two most extremely barbaric acts that modern civilization engages in.

But enough of that. Today, I was in my Astronomy recitation class, when some dude walked in, big frizzy hair, with a bloody pick sticking out of it. I was tempted to approach him, and kindly inform him that while he was doing his hair for class, he must have forgotten to remove the pick. Then, I paused. And went through my checklist of style/fashion. You know, just to see if it was intentional.

Kyle's Checklist for Whether Something Is a New Style or Fashion, or Just Plain Carelessness.

1. Does it look incredibly stupid?
2. Are there holes in the clothes, even though they look new?
3. Are the jeans faded although there are no stains?
4. Is the shirt missing an arm?
5. Is there an Italian man's name emblazoned upon the clothing?
6. Did said individual pay in excess of $100 for the clothes?
7. Does it look incredibly stupid?

If any of the answers are yes, then it's a good bet that someone thinks they've got style. Dorks.

Moving on.

I curse my ill fortune! Yeah, I've been saying that alot. I think I've been a bit down. And, I've decided that's no way to live. It's time for me to just suck it up. Take it like a man. No more whining. From now on, I will be invincible. Bring it on.
Currently listening to: 3rd Root's Crawling
Currently feeling: blah
Posted by Narzack on September 16, 2003 at 03:30 PM | 17 Dropkicked

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Comment posted on December 21st, 2010 at 06:54 PM
Was the woman you talked to Hayley?

Anonymous (guest)

Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 08:21 AM
So sad.....Pathetic
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 04:17 PM
anonymous, thank you for your glorious words. Your vocabulary and mastery of the english language is truly incredible.
Now put on your faded clothes, trucker hat, and armani shoes and follow the rest of the lemmings off a cliff.
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 03:14 PM
Thanks for the uplifting comment. I love you, too
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 01:55 AM
I HAVE STYLE! I look like a psychotic ski instructor!
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 01:56 AM
Do you carry a sword?
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 02:04 AM
No, generally I prefer guns
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 02:05 AM
I do believe that I just soiled myself.


That's so hot.
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 02:10 AM
Don't let Kyle fool you, miss. Beneath that violent exterior, below his outer shell of hard cruelty and aggression, is this inner core, about the size of a marble, made up of pure and unhindered callous disregard for human life.

And there's a tiny, white speck somewhere on the surface of that marble. And that speck is either compassion, or a little dent. But the point is, it -could- be compassion. Maybe.

Well, probably not.

Nevermind. It's just lint. Sorry 'bout that.
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 02:09 AM
-dances-
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 02:10 AM
Just like a woman. . . You tease.
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 02:17 AM
Yeah.. women suck, I'm not denying that.
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 02:18 AM
I wouldn't go that far. Mmm, women. Wait, let's get back to this stuff aboot guns. Yer preference?
Comment posted on September 17th, 2003 at 02:36 AM
I would. I hate 'em. Hence the screen name.

Preference? Something where if someone attacked me, they would be dead or close to it, and I would be notsomuch.
Comment posted on September 16th, 2003 at 09:58 PM
Kyle, you are so thoroughly you that it's disgusting. And I love you all the more for it, bro. You need to write a book, just on being you.

MacDaddyTatsu (guest)

Comment posted on September 16th, 2003 at 04:49 PM
Welcome to the "Harder to Kill Than Roaches" club, bro. Expect your best friends to shaft you up the ass, your love to die and to be broke in perpetuity. I shit you not. I also call it the "Job" (Like the bible) club.
Comment posted on September 16th, 2003 at 05:32 PM
Man, I'm one of the founding members of that club.