dwightdonohue

CelticPikey: I am now a top shark
pynkwingz: nice
pynkwingz: i'm eating oatmeal
pynkwingz: sometimes grey goose gives me the munshies
CelticPikey: ah
CelticPikey: do you know what a top shark is?
pynkwingz: no idea
pynkwingz: explain it to me
CelticPikey: I go around campus
CelticPikey: in a mask
CelticPikey: and pull down girl's tops while someone far away films it... then we sell it to sites, most popular in Japan, for cash
pynkwingz: ew
pynkwingz: thats tasteless
CelticPikey: not really
pynkwingz: yes really
CelticPikey: how so?
pynkwingz: boobs should be displayed by choice
pynkwingz: not attack
CelticPikey: I disagree
CelticPikey: men display their boobs all the time
CelticPikey: women should too
pynkwingz: its different
CelticPikey: ooohhhh I see
pynkwingz: to be equal men should display their testicles
CelticPikey: no
CelticPikey: cuz I am not pulling down their pants revieling their snatch
pynkwingz: such restraint
CelticPikey: indeed
CelticPikey: and its not like they don't do it at frat parties
CelticPikey: this way I get paid
CelticPikey: and they get the same thing
pynkwingz: i still think its tasteless
CelticPikey: uncultured
pynkwingz: tacky, even
CelticPikey: are you calling the favorite Japanese past time tacky?
CelticPikey: I find that racist
pynkwingz: tackiness is universal
CelticPikey: I disagree
CelticPikey: one man's tackiness is another man's pornography
pynkwingz: precisely
CelticPikey: so that means... that smut is relative
pynkwingz: yes, and i find it tacky and tasteless
CelticPikey: which means it is not universal
CelticPikey: therefore... a subjective feeling and not truth
pynkwingz: but you were asking my opinion
pynkwingz: so i gave it to you
CelticPikey: I wasn't asking your opinion, but merely stating that I am now pulling down the tops on unsuspecting females on campus during the day... and at night I fight crime in Gotham
CelticPikey: but come on
CelticPikey: would you really feel bad about the act of pulling down the tops of girls who dress slutty and only exist on the earth to torment and belittle people?
pynkwingz: Yes
pynkwingz: no woman deserves that.

So my question to everyone is just this; what do people deserve?  Does that frat boy who takes advantage of a drunken girl deserve to be humiliated?  Does that girl who teases a man deserve punishment?  Does the nerd who cries himself to sleep at night deserve something better?

I do not know the answer to this.

There can be many words to describe this culture; but I choose only one: diseased. 

There must be a cure to this illness; yet sadly, I think the only inoculation is the destruction of the human race.

Been scared and lonely
I've asked myself is something wrong with you
My girlfriend told me
I need some time alone to deal with issues

But something makes me carry on
It's difficult to understand
Why I always wanna fly

I do it for the drugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom of a bottle

You always call me
And ask me how I make it through the day
I'm always fallin'
I guess it's just God's way of making me pay

But something makes me carry on
It's difficult to understand, why I always wanna fly

I do it for the drugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom of a bottle
I do it for the drugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom of a bottle

When I, I wonder why I try
And I, I wonder why I bother
And I, I wonder why I cry
Why I, I go through all this trouble

I do it for the drugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom of a bottle
I do it for the drugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom of a bottle

"Wear Sunscreen" on Google Video
The popular essay from Mary Schmich, 1997, made into a nice musical video.

So I haven't posted anything for a while... it sucks to be sick for a week. Oh well, today was an interesting day. I went to buy a book in order to have actually read it for class. However, they are out at the bookstore. I then proceeded to head to the library (pausing once to throw up) only to find that they have one copy; sadly this copy was written in old English... you know... where they spell it like 'yt.' It took me four hours to plow (Freudian slip?) through 60 pages on the history of the conquest of Ireland. Ugh... on the plus side I didn't throw up once while reading this text. Oh well...


PS Tessa, I don't know if you ever got my message about your present. It was very nice and thoughtful. I can't open the letter because the monkey sticker is too trippy to ruin. therefore, I placed it between my keyboard and moniter. Patrick is trying to steam it now.

PPS Did you read the biography in the beginning? I want to die the way Fyodor Dostoevskii's father did... vodka swallowing until dead sounds like quite the delightful ending.

The faithful crowd is gathered here
Soon they'll appear
The high and mighty show up the king
Is in doubts
"Apart from this beggar here
There's no one like you my dear
Tasting my lips
No one but you and him"

Round the fire everyone should sing
And praise the gracious queen
Round the fire everyone should dance
And we praise the handsome knight

Forever and ever we both will be one
The maiden, the fair and the young
Fell in love

Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand
Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand

There's a moment in life when all the years will pass by
And the eyes filled with tears we once shed
We recognize failures, the desperate cries
Of the ones who believed in our lies

Whenever I'll go you'll be with me
My first though and my last
Though we'll depart in bitterness
One day you'll understand

Carry on
Beloved maiden, mine
Carry on
Or we have to pay the price

Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand
Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand

Yesterday's memories and melodies
Are gone with the wind, so sad
Snow-white her hands and golden her hair
But she's not the one
Out in the emptiness where everything's pale
There is no sign of you, I'm alone
How I wish you would be here, I'm alone
Telling me it's alright, come rest (your head)
Come rest your head
Come rest your head
Come rest your head
Come rest your head

I'm alone and sadness reigns in my heart
As long as we live it won't go away
We are one but torn apart

Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand
Will you still wait for me?
Will you still cry for me?
Come and take my hand

Proudly it stands
Until the world's end
The victorious banner of love

I am a sick man... I am a wicked man

It is when power is wedded to chronic fear that it becomes formidable.
Eric Hoffer

I will destory you... haha lolz... omg

so drink