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Yeah, I get that I’m pulling hind tit here as this film came out in ‘03. I JUST SAW IT THOUGH SO FUCK OFF. Essentially the movie is a nice non-sexual soulmate connection in a completely alien environment.
Could be just a matter of best-match in an alien environment.
But the two main characters really had a connection for lots of reasons.
This is why I feel so utterly alone.
The pain in the ass of the Internet is the knowing that there is someone like you out there in the world. So we’re left with our loneliness in addition to knowing that there is a soul-mate out there.
50 years ago you would not be aware of a similar personality elsewhere on the planet.
Yes, I get that I went off the rails here. Lost In Translation … there’s never been a more perfect display of non-sexual “mates” for the given environment. You’ve got two people who are utterly alone and manage to find each other. They each have needs that the other fill without more than barely a hint of sex. Everything these days seems to revolve around sex but .. life doesn’t.
Point is, I guess, that companionship can be found …. no… that soul-mates are not necessarily those you’re married to … no … that age is irrelevant …… no …. that like-souls will find each other in an alien environment …. eh, maybe …
fuck.
I’ve not seen a movie in recent history that made me feel as alone as this film and it was stil worth watching.
So, I am sure we have all had our fair share of waking up and not being able to connect those extremely blurry black dots. Well, I woke up and was told that I got into a fight with an Italian girl who very nicely complemented at the ladies and said I was beautiful, next thing i jumped her and said “why u being sarcastic?” and got into a brawl. So i walk out after being thrown around, and after throwing some Italian around (as you do, on a day2day basis), I walk out and accuse a man of looking like an ex and tried to burn a stick of Marlboro reds on his face. With his neck all clawed by me and face bruised after I threw him a punch, he leaves the club without even throwing a single insult at me.
I think I brought “drunk” to a whole new level for us ladies. Very unlady like and very unAustralian of me to do so. The best part is I dont remember a single thing, I dont remember being there, and neither do I remember seing anyone that I saw, let alone bashing up someone. Next week, was Haloween, and everyone I saw said, “hows the Italian girl?”
I’ve recently aquired a new “girlfriend” if you will and although i met her in a bar she doesn’t drink everyday. The girl is gorgeous and drinks on the weekends but i drink like they are going to stop brweing the shit tomorrow. I’m afraid if she finds out about my vice that she’ll back out of the relationship and man it pisses me off. Should i quit drinking, get her to drink as much as me (more fun for me!) or tell her that i kick alot of ass and i’m a drunk outlaw. Oh the choices we make!!!
I am staring into space drunk and stoneed. the cigarette smoke from my hand is clogging my view. in front of the monitor i type this on is a bottle of tempting ass absolut vodka. the label is staring me in the eyes. i’m already to drunk, but i just almost cant help myself. i definitely have a problem on my hands here. i havent’ not drank for a single day in almost 6 months. alcohol is a fucked up drug. Ive met a few people who can get wasted or whatever whenever they want and have no problem. i cant do that. i start drinking and cant stop. im only 20 yeaas old and starting to have stomach problems. i wake up everyday nauseous, which didn’t start happening until after about 2 years of daily drinking. I am fucked up now because of drinking. I was pretty fucked up before drinking, but I’m definitely worse off now.
all you who can handle your liquor are lucky motherfuckers. I wish you nothing more than the best!
Jesus. This should not be that difficult. Whoever is the webmaster for this website should make it much easier to post shit. This is a Test.
Webmaster: Okay. The reason that its so hard is because spam is out there. I’ll try to come up with a better system though.
As I sit here drinking yet another Maker’s Mark on the rocks it is 9am here. My drunkenness at such an early hour is not as untoward as it would seem as I work nights. I’d like to share my current hobby with you, fellow drunks. I have recently begun a quest to march, one liquor at a time, all the way across a liquor store. Each week I choose a new liquor from the shelf, drinking only that new booze for the week. This week, obviously, is Maker’s Mark. I’m not really drinking the entire liquor store. I generally stay away from both the very top shelf (too damned expensive) and the bottom shelf (I could probably distill better myself). I am embracing the Modern Drunkard lifestyle and loving every minute of it.
I’ve grown to truly dislike the current state of society. People suck. Not very eloquent but there it is. People suck. Sure, there are exceptions. There are occasions when a stranger helps you with your bags or holds a door for you or just makes friendly conversation while standing in line at the grocery store. But mostly, people suck.
I’ve begun to appreciate the lifestyle of the Drunk so much so that I see it in my head that way. I’m not drunk .. I’m Drunk. Now I’m not embarking on a Leaving Las Vegas or anything as I still have faith things can improve. Hell, beyond the hope that society improves is the increasing feeling that I just don’t give a shit what happens to society.
We, the Drunks, should embark on a quest to independently make society better. Not their society. Ours. Fuck the sober people. The new world should be about us. Those of the steady .15BAC. Go out of your way to be nice to a fellow Drunk today. Offer a complete stranger a drink. More booze. For the good of mankind.
And for the good of the Drunks.
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