| Meth is Messed |
[Feb. 10th, 2005|05:04 pm] |
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So I said I would post later and here it is. I am going to rant and rave (in a bad way) about how fucked up crystal meth is. I personally have never tried it but I have 2 people I know right now trying and using it and I just cant stand what it is doing in general.
One of the idiots is my step brother. He isnt really my real step brother but it is a long story and basically it is easier to say he is my step brother. He is an IDIOT. Really nice guy with most of the time nice intentions, but he is just too stupid for his own damn good. He should be back on Ritalin cause when he is on it he actually uses common sense and reason before shouting off anything that comes to his mind, which is normally a lie. Anyways, this dude gets with this girl who used to be on meth, and supposedly was off it for a short while. Somehow they end up trying it or doing it and next thing you know he is all about meth and so on. Now my step mom/friend is all concerned for her kid who is gonna turn out just like his moronic father , with no job, no life, no teeth no money and generally nothing to offer anyone or anything. Now I am torn by my dilemma; do I assist her in getting Chad help and possibly hurt the brotherly bond that I totally feel a respect for and feel that brothers should stick by each other no matter what, or do I go around him and try to help her get him back on the road to right, even if it probably is not the best thing to do. It really sucks, cause I think I am the only one in this situation that actually sees that there isnt much that can be done other than saying that meth sucks and you are a loser for doing it, but I cant really stop him from doing it. Am I supposed to go over to his house and break his pipe? Am I supposed to follow behind him where he goes and make sure he isnt buying meth or whatever the hell? The way I was feeling is as long as he is hanging around with me, I can say no shit when you are around me and that should be all cool. But that isnt cutting it as he just keeps fucking things up whenever his mom tries to help. Now, granted he is 20 years old but he isnt like the average 20 yr old. He lacks common sense, control over what comes out of his mouth (and into it apparently), motivation to attain a place in society, the drive to keep a job and not get fired after a few weeks, and a general inability to tell the truth about anything , ever. I dont really know what my point was, but I think I just wanted to spread it all out and see what it looked like. The current plan that his mom and I are following is simple... Stay with your druggie friend and dont come near us or hang out with us or show up at all. He chose to be with that chick instead of accepting the help (much needed) that was offered, and he was more than ungrateful if not downright disrespectful about the whole mess. Of course we realize that is probably cause he is FRIGGIN HIGH ON METH!!! We are hoping that this chick will get tired of supporting his no job, no money, lying ass and kick him on the street. Then he will have to come back and you know what??? There are rules buddy. Get your ass in rehab and then mebbe we will talk. He has no place to live (other than at this girls house with her parents) and once they get tired of him, how great will his friends be then? We were there to help but he doesnt realize that with that help comes some responsibility and so on and blah blah. Anyways, if anyone ever actually reads this shit or has something to say I would love to hear about it as it is kinda a new area for me. anyways.... thats it.
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[Feb. 10th, 2005|12:30 pm] |
Well, I said in my first and previous post that I would probably never post to this thing, and I was right. I am using this auto post program and I am pleasantly surprised to see it using my favorite font :-) I wonder if I set that when I installed it or if there is just some sort of connection with me and the software. Maybe if I just sit here and think what I want to say it will appear on the screen AND in the font I like. I think I will try it.
hmmmmm nothing seems to be happening.... maybe I need to wait a little longer....
Damnit this program sucks, I now am guessing that I MUST have set this font and this program has no connection to me at all except to make me feel bad for not posting more often. nothing is new, I am still on the diet and dreaming of food and Im not losing as much as I had hoped and I wonder how long I can actually make the sentence if I keep rambling on and on which by the way I am prone to do if I need to continue talking or if someone is annoying me or whatever the case may be I find that I can ramble on and on and on without making a break in the sentence. Wow that was a run on.
That reminds me, I called someone yesterday and I got stuck in a verbal look of repetition. I was trying to say that there were many many many things on the website or something like that and I ended up not being able to stop saying many. I think I seriously said it like... 15 times? I was like in my head... stop repeating it, and just move on but I couldnt it was horrible!! The lady on the phone was like... um... ya we do... she thinks Im nuts but I really dont care because what the hell does it matter if I AM?
Only a few more weeks until the weight loss challenge is over and let me tell you something. Never have there been more donuts and cookies and candy and chips or diner parties or company sponsored lunches than in the last few weeks of this diet. All I have been eating is beef jerky and carb select yogurts and stuff like that. I cant wait till march 4th cause I am gonna have a pizza hut pan pizza with extra toppings and some of their Wing Street Wings which are by the way.... THE BOMB.
Anyways, I will try to post some more someday soon if I think of anything to say. And now that I think of it I have a completely separate post that is actually pretty interesting so I will post that possibly later today if I feel so inclined.
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[Jan. 26th, 2005|05:03 pm] |
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Well, it is Wednesday, and I really don’t have anything to write about, but I have been wanting to have an online journal for a while and I think I may try to actually stick to this one. Ya right, we will see if I ever actually post again but it is worth a try. Went to work today, I am still on Atkins, and man I just want to eat some damn Doritos so bad. I saw someone outside eating a bad and I wanted to leap over to them and rip the bag out of their greasy fat little fingers. But then I realized that I am on my way to not being a fat slob and they are on their way to a triple bypass and assisted walking for the rest of their life. Not that most people would agree that i'm not on my way to a triple bypass with my Atkins style of eating. Oh well, we will find out in 20 years that water actually is a leading catalyst for cancer or some bullshit so I will stay with eating bacon and burgers with lots of cheese and keep losing weight and if I keel over from massive heart failure, then I guess I was wrong. Anyways, 5 more weeks until I can have some yummy carbs again and I really am just dying to have some brownies or something sweet. Orange juice is another thing I am craving and i’m not sure why. I don’t really even like orange juice but someone brought some over to my place and every time I look in my fridge it is there as a reminder of what I can’t have to eat. I should try to remember who it was that left that there and hunt them down and eat them. Well, this was just supposed to be a hello but instead it was a big rant on how much I miss real food, but I have to get back to my burger with provolone. Mebbe I will talk about food again sometime.
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