h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Ok well today is another day where I seem to have a hangover. I'm at this stupid school computer that is slower that a gotdam turtle. ASo yesterday I went to my friends bands' show at this great bar. I got very shitty but everytime I get drunk I keep making mistakes in my verbum. Such a nastard I am I just start telling people what I really think of them which is entirely not good nor popular.
If I fear it is for my mind.
I have been having these bouts of insanity where I have to immediately vacate the premises if people are there. When I talk to them I find I can get no meaning out of the conversation and that I'm just wasting my time. Then I go to my room and refuse to open the door so that I may atleast have good conversation with myself or the wall, or my books. Even when I get stoned AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

full on. I get those vibes too, and find them alternately entertaining and kind of bad. like watching from the third person and seeing yourself being rude to your friends you cringe but sometimes you think "yeah, you tell 'em" : often when bad shit has been building up. I spend a lot of time in my room as well, annoying the neighbours with loud guitar playing and totally off key, howling my guts out singing (if you could actually refer to the paring back of fragile vocal chords as singing).
It's quite therapeutic and certainly better than verbally abusing the people I actually love quite a lot because I happen to be very close to the 'edge' on that particular day.

I sigh in relief. I don't know these days I feel like some times I approach sanity and someday I'm totally out of my f*****g mind!!
Yeah, I totally verbally abused a few of my friends the other day and I felt sorta s****y about it. Then I sort of pacified myself and said they deserved it because they weren't giving me any stimulating and meaningful conversation....
The whole staying in the room thing is the best, but sometimes my friends come in and insist on being friendly saying things like"Is everything ok?? are you depressed, did i do something bblah b******t blah. so i just sorta sit there like, "honestly do you think that there is anything you can do. No its not you its me. No everything is not ok. it never has been, so go away before i'm forced to abuse you verbally again although i do love you to death PUNK! augh, well i 'm glad (actually i shouldn't be glad because between us this predicamate is nothing to want to wish on others) okk then i'm thankful to hear an honest similar sentiment coming from someone.

being pissed off at your friends can really suck. but I've found that it usually makes for stronger friendships in the long run (if you haven't killed the friend in question, that is).
being on the other end of it (which happens to me far less than to my friends) is hard too because you know there's nothing you can do but you really want to do something. kind of like on sunday when I rescued this spider from going down the plug in the shower and I lifted him to a web about a foot above the nozzle and then just as he was scampering up it to safety the web (which was obviously crafted by a spider who was not extremely competent) gave way and the poor spider tumbled right past me and straight down the drain.
he probably didn't appreciate my rescue as it meant he died from a great fall and then drowning, rather than just drowning. his ghost will probably have a few harsh words for me if we're ever out drinking.
sometimes friends need to realise the best way to help is not to help.

of course in my example the poor spider was f****d regardless of what I did...

is there something your friends could do that would actually help??

No, like your little spider I am f****d regardless. No, I just like to be left alone, when and if I choose.

I know what you mean it's a pity that it's hard to explain it to your friends who don't have the same sort of derangements. I've got a few friends who just can't understand because they never seem to go insane and therefore can't work out how to deal with me when I do. Most of my close friends and all my X-girlfriends have known me long enough to know just to leave me to deal with it my own way...

derangement. Very fitting. I've got a few who understand, but as they understand they believe they somehow supercede the law of me. I'm having a bit of trouble with pseudo intellectual pompus primaddona's too. Yup i'd like to take a machine gun to them, that is the problem. hehehe I would really love to burst out laughing in the lecture center i'm in right now, but last time i did that they kicked me out. SO i will somehow hold it in.

I would really like to make them insane. Just for a minute...................

wouldn't it be good to have some kind of B sci-fi movie ray gun that would do that!! my world would be so fun to infect with derangement!!

It would be freaking fabulous. See it's the little things that could make me just soooooo happy. Just a little blip in reality... please let me have a derango ray gun. "No you'll poke your eye out". "Aww Maaa". I think our 7 simultaneous conversations are dizzying me. whew.

see the fabulous von freakos juggle seven flaming forums between them with nothing more than their agile little typing fingers....

i couldn't help myself. Olga von Freako wishes only to have a cancer stick between her typing fingers. Bye bye again ,Ac-1D the Wise One.

bye bye

Mentos freshens, with mentos freshens full of life.... Ac1D- the freshemaker............ I used to walk around in the mall with a pack of Mentos, throw myself clumsily on the ground in front of someone and jump up and sport my Mentos, it's damn amusing.

start assaulting them with your handbag and then smile retardedly and hold up those mentos. where do they find the people for those ads? their smiles must be digitally enhanced - their grins are bigger than their heads

I agree. I never see those people on the street, not that I would want to see some dork with an eight foot psychotic glazed eye smile staring at me with mentos as his weapon. The stuff that nightmares are made of. But still the mentos joke does amuse me in some way...

in new zealand ads like these form the basis of our preconceptions about what america is like. that explains a lot about the world's opinion of americans.

We really are like that too. But I didn't think mentos were american, I think they are german and they use american stunt actors to make us all look like freaks of nature. They really should just pad the walls of america, lock the doors and never let us out.

the germans may have invented mentos but it was the americans who packaged it and used happy smiley robots in vaguely unamusing situations to market them and thus really gave them life...
hmmmm it could be a good idea to lock you all up but that would cut off the supply of lardy hamburgers that poor exploited south american countries have cut down rainforests especially to provide and could lead to panic starvation fits amongst the convenience food-filled masses which could be dangerous for people like fievel.
where would the 18 acres of pizza that americans consume each day (or something) come from??
and where would the rest of the world get it's burning desire to collect american cultural plastic trash. we'd be left at the mercy of japanese cultural plastic trash.