addiction

Balls to the wall

This is really hard to do. Think drink and type. It just don't work really that good at all. It's like 'real fucked up'. I gotta listen to that Ice-T. No sorry BC, for Body Count not Hongcouver, BC..

Typing is a word industry. 'Tell us what to do, fuck you?'. Well no shit exlax. But best course for office people is 'Typing 9'. Plus if you're a guy you can be in class even more full of cunt than home ec. (that's a good name, feed me, bath me, suck me, fuck me, clean up my feces, that's a good girl.)

Me thinks me is insane eh. I think that is a good expansion of my thoughts. I'm gonna spin one up and then go into something. I need to be able to like go somewhere. That's my problem for sure, let alone the 85 other ones I have, like drinking, thinking, shitting, sleeping, whores, fuck it can go on and on. I need to nig up my roaches to make something.

no doobie break, just fireball, piss break. So like not like there or something like that. woah my hands look weird withthe veins goingon in them and stuff.and of course my training from suburban/rurual Surrey Typing 9 is comingi n handy, qwerty eh asdf jkl;.

Fuck
Fuck
Slipknot is driving my nuts
need somehting happy but ruuniingin low on buds which really sucks. Many things suck. OK I got it. The city vs. Suburb. Here's the list off how you know you're in suburbia, like that's a trick question since more than half of America has the 'commute' dream of the American existance. Let along till Saudi oil fields are nuked. (Panterica cam up on my Winamp. Jason and pissed Phil alright... fucking not 1234, Seek and Destroy, but fucking eh still)
1. off ramps
2. cars
3. driveways, full of cars for some reason
4. enclosed malls
5. parking lots
6. train parking lots, if they are lucky to get to the 'job district'
7. no grid go through driving, since we like only drive (that one has me totally puzzled), aka cul da sacs (makes other forms of transportation a smog affair)
8. gas stations
9. parks of any meaning, like in size that are something.
10. attitude, like WTF is going on, get away from mommies tit
11. no sidewalks (malls don't count or parking lot sidewalks if there is such a thing)
12. drive thrus
13. no pedestrians except for school kids (but not really since everyone is so scared to let their own kids walk in their own 'neighbourhood'. See the big culvert driving drop off zone by every school. always busy at beginning and end of school time)
14. mail delivery to a mailbox not the house, since its hidden behind a driveway
15. youth violence (at least in the city they can find a drug dealer on the street to set them 'straight')
16. Sense of community?
17. culture?
18. place?
19. tourist things to do?
20. public transit time schedule?
21. distinction?
22. rabbits?







Side note for NEUN
(Mr. China said they should just tare down Stanley Park and put up condos. But then again he's never lived anywhere that was city like except for drunk England, when his so-called Nortel company was there doing shite. OK dude, thats the best part of the city. But then again he's Chinese so like why the fuck does he care. I don't think there are any evergreens in his so-called homeland. Fuck I hate him. If he died I'ld totally piss on his grave and take a picture for the 'net. Like WTF. OK dude, you're fucked beyond Ned Flanders and that says fucking a hell of a lot. Sorry, I don't have time to explain to Ms. China WTF is going on. HS. NS exlax, like look throughyour eyes. Sure I still need to find someone to fuck me and be my fucking dream for like every day. But that's like work and woah, you're better than me cause you got an FOB. OK ich versteh dass ueberhaupt nicht. I'ld rather die alone fucking crack whores instead of creating some fucking infestation X breed. Like OK. I do understand. I'm fucked OK. That's nice, and of course I hoped you like 'Big Bird in China'. You'll get a postcard of that soon for your belated-prelated birthday like I care about whatever its name is. They don't have names. Just chicken scratch, I think your chicken scratch will be herion junkie, beer and other good words from buttmunch's chink it up book. Waoh this totally gets me going. No wonder I don't say anything to you. I gotta wait though till I nig up the website address to you, since that's going nowwhere too. I'm fat too thanks. But at least from meat and potatoes not rice and whatever the person that wears pants in your family chinks for you so called food. I could care less. Too bad I can't really make you understand, but then again (it aint' alnigI, pluse he's always toasted 12 rock on, or like drink that many beer daily). Holy shit. Fuck this is fucked. Even when dude calls me from your so-called small company I get a headache just the thought of you. So do you rule the world, like your sign said? But then again you are Chink or Asian except for the skin tone. That really nigs my blood up the ChinkNog going on. I'ld fucking totally rather have Lateshas fat ass Oprahs instead of Ms. Mercedes blind fucks. where is the the zygote? Only been like 2 years. Fuck you must have had sex by now. I've fucked whores, I even dropped you off downtown when I was 'young and stupid' and you didn't like I told the powers that be that I did that. I could care less. That's nice and what's next. Of course I'm not eating rice, like WTF is that. I'm not 5'1" or maybe like 4'8" sorry.) HS this really gets me going. I don't like it at all.

Go to Hell, lick my hairy anus

Hey horse why the long face

Wrong time of day today. But at least the state of mind is the same. Well that's a good one, considering I'm an alcoholic. Step 1. I like to drink. Step 2 drink and then what. Exactly. Fireball really rocks your world. Thanks for the idea. ooohh, head shaking, its gotta be cold.

Its like yesterday I was downtown. Really downtown on Barclay in the west end. Just hanging with dude and got hammered, like that's a real story. Then I rode home though. I was already fucked before I got there, well technical, or more like legally. Then we pounded some fireball and had a doobie for the ride. But I was way to fucked up to ride, let alone walk. Anyrate I totally flew over my handlebars since I don't have a smog machine, what is the cost of gas a loonie I think? The only way it affects me is the cost of shit at super expensive Super Valu at 1st is more so. I hate the taste of exhaust. Nice mountains, where are they. Like 2 weeks of 'nice' weather, fuck I hate people bitching about the rain go back to wherever the fuck you came from and eat rice there. Go to HELL. You can totally taste the air. That's just fucked up. At least in the city, in the bible belt of the smog machine its always a nice toxic purple haze sunset, not really sunrise since those perpetuating it aren't nigging it up yet. So I was way to hammered, and that doesn't really happen much. Well when hard liquor is involved it sure helps. I smacked into a car and totally flew over and had to do the duck and cover. Got some nice road rash on my face and really fucked up my knee too, yet again. Ouch. But that's nice, and of course I didn't eat rice cause I'm not like a species that was raised on rice. I think that's what the striped people at the Arbeit macht frei camps had. Like I care. Too bad there aren't more of those training, concentration, intermant(sp?) things around. Only jails, that's a good one but does shite to fix the situation in any real way.

I love playing crib online at pogo.com. And then you can talk to people. That's the best part about it, since its not just like Playing Angel of death before you gas the kykes in Auschwitz, the escape to the mass burial grounds brought to you by some German programmer. Talking to people to get their perspective is a very interesting aspect. To see if they have any brains at all. Most people would say I don't but I'm more interested in the opinion and the dedication to it. I voted for the fucking Marijuana party for fuck sakes. Well my vote totally didn't count, since I live in the not projects, but social housing infestation of East Van, with lotsa natives, eh. So of course Ms. NDP would win, like that's a big fucking surprise. I voted for the STV, so there will be greens come next time. Then I might change so it will work. Sorta like last City elections and George Puil, manurehead, was there, and I actually got a grin from saying fuck you by giving all the greens a vote except if they had some totally foreign, nice name. It seems people get way to offended eh.
Yesterday was a classic example. The first thing you always say is hi gl, or u2. some sorta like computer talk like ns exlax. I try to see if people want to type about shite. I ask where they are since that's interesting thing about the phenomenon of the 'net. Its everywhere and fucking German porn is totally fucked up. See that's a good example. I always say I'm from Hongcouver. (de doo dooo dooo). If they don't understand I say Vancouver. I love it for many things not the Asians for fucking sure, or the hypenated 'Asian-Canadians'. Theres beaches, liberal policy to drugs. Booze is fucked, but then again North Americans have issues with the design of the place and its full of fresh people, no culture except for the native crackheads selling crack outside my place on Commercial. I hate that shit, well its sorta good but not really, only need one good hoot. Then I also say its 120 miles north of Seattle for the Americans. But this one was to funny eh. You need the eh, eh? Like totally eh. Here was the converstation, or typing thing instant message shite
other person -- I'm from Canada
me -- Hongcouver
me -- lol
Then the fucker left right then. That totally made me laugh. Then I met this nice Jenny from Atlanta going into law school. She was a nice person and American, fucking weird.

Getting offended by the nickname of a place. Fuck Cowtown is 100000 times better than the first European enclave taken away by the Asian invasion forces. they just do it sorta like subtle. Then only time you really notice it is when you 'drive' or walk down the sidewalk or get letters from Libby Davies or the city. (If you live in lalalalalalalalalalalaland of the suburbs you're in a different time zone, let alone mentality. Fuck I hate Surrey, its just a nice way to use land. Driveways, Parking lots, Wal-marts, drive-thrus. The fucked up part is its based on cars and its worse than downtown gridlock in fucking like the middle of nowhere. Je ne sais pas. Go to hell is my repsonse. Even just thinking about it gets me going. I grew up there. You don't really have a choice about that, but hopefully you were made by choice not an 'accident' or stupid drunken fuckfest by 30 guys cause your mom's a crackwhore, or just a stupid whore who likes to blow cum bubbles from her nostils. But once I went and saw the 'real' world of the real contintent where shit is even more expensive than the North American dream. Like life , fun the pursuit of happiness. That great ol' expansion of the streets, (I was gonna say street grid, but that sorta ended after Hitler killed himself 60 years ago. Just make it loop de loop culda sac wasteland of nothing of any distinction except for the gas station and mini mall, which are the same anywhere outside Chicago, Lalalalalland, Oakland, Seattle, Hongcouver, Montreal, Halifax, New Jersey, Miami. It don't matter where its the same 'nothingness'. Weird when people travel they go to the cities like where people are around walking, not like some fringe place. Well maybe their there cause who they know is there but when those people are 10000 miles from home they say they are from the city. I don't get it. I rarely leave the city. Why do I need too? To see my so-called chink brother. Well that's not gonna happen for fucking sure. My parents of course I will. Fucking show your respect to those that raised you, they didn't like the Hitler Blitzkrieg tour shirt though. Still got it fucking eh. Lotsa people in my school had that on in the late 80's at North Surrey. Already gandu'ed up pretty good then. Now they got the other rice force going on. Fuck.

Inhale
Exhale
Just got an ounce in the mail....

if you're 555
i'm 666
what's it like to be a heretic

fucking phone call and doobie break stuff going on and piss too.

Then I was playing someone from San Diego. I called W. a retard. And she left right then. That was like the 3rd game I had with her too. The Hongcouver person was like the second hand of the first game when Mr./Mrs. invasion force that sorta knows english left. Too bad it don't leave the country. Then I met the nice girl from Atlanta. Totally base on knowledge, not looks cause you can't see. Plus I look hideous now with my road rash. Well pretty well all the time, my buddy says I look like a potato. He even made a caricature of me from a potato, its dried up in the bathroom. He mamma look at me, I'm a fucking potato. LOL.

I have humour. I don't really take anything to seriously. Not even really my work. Boss sure didn't like this one. He said anyone not coming on Tuesday is fired. I said to the chicky by me that have fun with tech support. She laughed, I did. Then the boss didn't hear it so I had to repeat it. He didn't really like it all. Well totally not. Plus I showed up just fucked up from a drinking fest lighnting storm party with Fireball too. I don't like that on a weeknight. I sure fucks you up. I woke up 15 minutes before work. Didn't feel mcUpchuck fest but still holy fuck. No shower, bloodshot eyes, but still there only 4 minutes after I should be there. But woah. I gotta quit doing that. Better though, I guess than smoking crack all night long or doing lines and not even calling in since I passed out 7am and I was supposed to be there at 8:30 , like OK. Fucking dirtbag. His mom called me and said in the old sorta granny sounding voice, 'Does Dirtbag do cocaine?'. I'm like , (woah, I can't ask her to repeat it. Its just like OK that's nice and of course not rice, but still is white, chop your breakfest on a mirror, taste me you will see, more is all you need... or something like that) uh, no 'he just drinks and smokes a joint now and then'. Meanwhile he's fronting ounces from some dudes. When the crack whore gave him the testtube it was tick tock time. Really nice and quick, fuck the spoon and scissors. Totally like tick tock, and then you get some rock.

Mr. Flanders. What is he about? Is that the American dream? He's just so square it makes his driveway look like a moat. Things are going around me so therefore its good. Like eating up the farmland for driveways, road, and no sidewalks. But I think they have one. Homer is there too. So he must be like a bit like Flanders. But Flanders has a mentality. Just holy shit, and he's a good fucker by their creation. Not like Otto, My name is Otto. I like to get blotto. Fuckin' eh. 1234 Almost everyday
Leading on your death's construction

Woah tune breaks. I think the last time I did lines was the Hallowe'en fest of 03. I think that's it. Lotsa of the last one had bombs. I like bombs. They are nice, and no rice. I hate saying the n word there, it always follows like Hey horse why the long face. But not like the Automotive in Yaletown before it got taken away by7-11. The post office closed and Liberal voting 'urbanites' moved in. I think Homer is still fucking fag ville, I don't go there so me like only seen from long a time ago. I know though that around the Astoria there are the 'ladies' that actually are men. I even saw one's cunt, from afar it was fucked. NO sorry that was Wreck Beach, it was only like 6'4" but sure had nice tits.

This town is fucked. That's what makes it so good though its a real city, except for when the Olympics go back to Cowtown, cause of like woah smog and like they wrap the glaciers in CH in the Alps. That's like 4 and half years from now. I think next year will be on par withthis one, which is totally retarded. Worst ever since I've been a drunk, pothead, snowboarder living on my own doing my own laundry, paying fucking rent that really sucks, doing dishes, fucking reality.

Here are my definitions of a real city.
1. Cafes on the sidewalk
2. Pedestrians outside
3. Trolly buses / subways
4. Riverside, oceanside pedestrian/bikepaths
5. disticts with culture, just think of the Downtown Eastside only got 425 Carrall serving as Davinci's office
6. Oh yeah, street level drugs (you need that. Once we in this shit ass Motel in North Hollywood, like basically fucked and totally. I saw these guys festering around, so you know there drug dealers. I was hammered too. So like I'm like fucked. Being drunk is not good to be 'stumbling' around. Fuck only been jumped probably 5 or 6 times on Granville only a couple times East of Carrall. But still that's fucked up, let alone Amsterdam, Frankfurt, Zurich, Rome, Venice, Paris and the cops holy shit, you gotta watch your fucking back. And being on booze don't help unless you're happy with the invasion/oil paradise of the western provinces so you could be premier. So like I was looking for bud. The drive down the I-5 is a day everyone should experience. Well except for the redneck border guards at Blaine. Plus if they find like a roach they can put you in jail and impound your card. And all the Mexicans only had cocaine. That pissed me off. The people next door were a couple couples from Minnesota I think. Then I went swimming in the unheated pool. It was December or January and 15 out. Nice for warmth anyways and it was pretty gross. Then some detectives came by since they found a body in the pool like day before we got there. It was fucked. The shittiest part about that is dudes mansion guest house wasn't empty in the Hollywood hills, and his autograph wall holy shit and he looks like Elvis, is old, gave us a few Coronas, but never saw the lighter open beer before. Woah.
7. Sidewalks
8. Mom and Pops
9. Corner stores

Been a while.

At least this blog shite that on go. Man o man. I'm liked fucked up yet again. Wow like that's a surprise. I'm an alcoholic pothead with the occasional spice of the 100 Block by the Balmoral. Well that is probably whenever Buttmunch gets shite and I'm around, which is basically all the time I see him and he has money. But then again he is a construction worker so like he makes it to work everyday which is more than the forman, or Mr. Foreskin does, eh. Well yes. Fireball all gone again. And all the people that come over to see me. And almost all of 'em are fucked when they come here. I'm just like OK dude, I know I'm fucked up. That's nice, It don't come with rice if you want that get Sushi downstairs. I think this is the most congested block in Canada for a city block, of course no parking lots, that has food take out and the foreign word called pedestrians. (The weird part there aren't that many foreigners around here. Lotsa Natives coming from their socail housing only like 24 within a square mile of the drive and 1st. Of course a few but not being on the Fraser after the train, or Main. Weird 22 is totally zwo sided. East side, OK invasion in effect, over the Burrard Street bridge well pretty well Nog it uP. ) 1400 Commercial is coming up soon live. Don't get me wrong, I'll nig up an X10. (Got a server on the go, fucking hard drive is dead cause it came from my old machine and surfed to much porn/animal porn/goat.cx (RIP, fuck that's nasty with balls, tubgirl.com is Danger Danger).

What else can I ramble about.
Global Warming?
--that's nice I don't perpetuate except for puking, belching, farting, and shitting (what's gas, the only one I know comes from my ass and the Bic makes a 'light' for a bit if there was energy inside)
Asian Invasion
--woah, my so called brother married an FOB. It didn't even understand the DVD I gave it last year at Christmas called 'Big Bird in China'. She said this NS --It's like its a Big Bird--. I think I'll make into a postcard and send him a happy birthday greeting. I didn't even get a postcard from MR. so called Chinaman, but he is white. Looks totally like Comic book guy. Mrs. China calls me to come by on Xmas and doesn't understnad my messages. Connect the god damn dots.) plus all there anueses, butts look like Bert or Ernie's head. I think its Ernie, Bert it Pootuzzi retarded pencil frustration head thing
Suburbs? (well that's the first point)
Walking?
Biking?
Hotboxing?
2010?

Je ne sais pas. The only phrase I got from French SFU class and no BJs since me liked fucked around people eh. Plus I came to it baked a few times. But then again that was like 10 years ago, and my buddy that registered in it was still alive. He died 2.10.96 funernal on 2/14 a Wednesday, he died am Sonstag or like killed himself.

Booze
That's a good one.
I saw a thing today on the new VI. It was a thing from Much, since they own that and City, I gotta nig up a reception to get 10. No cable. Why do you need cable, TV = BS and no animal porn. (Animal porn is fucked. Pedophillia priest traing requires an Auschwitz everywhere. That's just fucked. Like totally fucked. But that's just ain't right. 14 maybe like not even double digits, let along hair 'down there'. OK. Too bad I can't be GOD and give 'em all the Shotgun colonoscopy they need. Plus then in the head a couple minutes later. I think you can blow up their ass and make 'em fester for a bit for being a nice 'adult'. 9. 9. 9. pity, fuck you. Of course not. ). Well except for the comedy of the nightly news. Jon Stewart the kyke, nigs it up, Jay Leno is like fucked so is Dave. But the Simpsons are like the best. Real. What is real? I hate that shite. Everyone is here, therefore its good. That's bullshit 1981 Lemmings Apple IIe methodolgy in either your choice of monochrome orange/amber or green. Of course not. If there was no change, the most famous man of the 20th century would be some retarded American president. What Nixon, probably better than Reagan (piece of shit and he didn't get killed, stupid Brady. Sorta like the old Pope. I like the pope. The pope smokes dope and he totally look Chinesed-eyed too. He got like shot at too.) No I think the most infamous man of the 20th Century was some guy people called a 'racist'. Rock on 4/20/1889. That's paradoxical too. They don't mix. Sortat like drinking and driving. But then again you could be Premier. lol. Man o man that ones so easy.)

Booze
Booze
Booze
Bombs
Bombs
Bombs
9
9
watch out a landmine
has taken my sight, taken my speach, taken my hair and (sp)

Be like Billy and inhale :)
Doesn't do the same trick as wake and bake. Well except if you were drinking the night before, so technically you're still hammered. Compared to inhaling before you pass out, its insane and you're burnt all day.

Drugs are weird. You only know how you feel, like your little Magmum voice in your head is there all the time. The thing I really hate is when you are like inhaling is when some says they are really stoned. NIce, nice, go to hell and sorry no rice there only potatoes. That's god damn annoying. OK. Ok, 4 sure. But that just screws you up.

Well that's bud. Ever had a ringer?
Woah I had one farily recently, like the first time like fucking at least 3 years. (got in shit to for 'Danger Danger' and other shite but that was the next day) Made a can, with the ashes. Sorta like being a cheap bastard at Wreck beach. Weird how things make so many different things happy. Like if you ever go to Europe you need a lighter, to light smokes for them dudes, and of course to open you beer. But yeah, made the Kokanee special and I totally go the ringer. Its like a a hullahoop going round and round. Hence like its a ring eh. But fuck. that was fucked. That shite wasn't that good from the flowers co/ Made in China. Get the killer and its almost like powder and you need to like chew and grind you teeth. Then the other's are like woah, woah, woah. but that's what you want. this shite is watered down real nice. Still get a bit, but not a good one at Pigeon Park or Jackson. But then agian that depends on your state of 'mind'.

And my state of mind is a good question