nonc0mpliant

Last night I decided to stay sober. What a bunch of crap.

First, one of my house mates treated me to a reality slap in the face.

C2: You do the lawn over the weekend? Yeah right!

me: Well, I am trying to cut down and-

C2: Whatever dude. You have been saying that same shit for months now.

me: But-

C2: No but’s man. You said that last October and you said it again in February and June.

me: Okay dude, maybe you are right.

So, maybe he is right. Perhaps I have let this little party time go on too long. I can take it.

Beautiful Barfly: That kind of makes me angry.

me: Why? He meant nothing hurtful; sometimes the truth
hurts is all.

BB: Yeah, well, the road to hell is paved with good intentions, right? Besides, what matters is the outcome.

me: Not true, as an agent of action in this world one never knows how others are going to react to what you say or do. That is their choice.

BB: So you are choosing to react poorly and become sulking and depressed? And that is not C2′s fault?

me: Nope.

BB: You’re a good man, Charlie Brown.

And if my night was not bad enough, here is how it ended.

BB: How do you think it would feel to have a tiny penis?

me: I don’t know. You tell me, how does it feel?

BB: Well, I had this lover once who could….(rest deleted as Too Much Information)

me: Okay then. That was a bit more than I ever really wanted to hear. I am gonna go to bed now.

Wait, that is not quite how it ended. It was something like this.

BB: You are upset. How can I make it better?

me: There is nothing for you to make better. Again, I am just reacting badly to what was said. A better man would shrug it off as insignificant and trivial.

BB: I said something wrong; I want to be punished.

me: You are already punishing yourself. I am not gonna add to that shit.

BB: You’re a good man, Charlie Brown.

I wish. Damn, I can’t wait until Friday.

posted by Diogenes on Thursday, September 28, 2006