Since I haven’t seen my friend in a few months, it was an opportunity to quit taking narcotics. By narcotics I’m talking of the nicotine, alcohol and non-prescribed drugs variety. Nicotine I find it easy to distance myself from. The smell, the taste, the buzz and high from it is easily reprehensible for anyone that has any taste buds or a sense of smell. It’s a vulgar, uncool habit. Well, I wouldn’t say uncool because it can still look cool to be seen smoking as long as you aren’t yacking on the floor. But smoking because it’s cool, is also...
Twist the teats for more
It would probably be someone along the lines of Tori Amos/PJ Harvey, sort of kooky crazy-bitch mad. It’d be someone who listened to similar artists, but had their own uniqueness as well. Someone that didn’t give a shit what other people thought and di stuff anyway. Some morals would be good, I mean something like responsibility for their own actions would be good, but not someone that kowtows to pressure because of the morally righteous.
The sort of person that would spit in your coffee and call it cream, or would shit in your shoes out of pure spite. I guess...
Twist the teats for more
So I went to see my shrink yesterday. It was scheduled meeting, and I wasn’t expecting the shrink to be there to be honest, I thought I’d be meeting Joe Nobody and repeating myself. I was grateful, I guess, to see a familiar face there.
I had to sit and wait for about thirty-five minutes before someone came to get me. I was going to make a scene, make a complaint about the lack of time keeping that was being managed. Perhaps I would shout about how I’d like to stab somebody repeatedly unless I was seen in a timely fashion....
Twist the teats for more