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Nightwalker's Realm Hello mortal... Take everything here with a grain of salt, it's just me ranting. The opinions expressed on this site are solely the author's, and not representative of any individual, company, corporation, government, head of state, deity, pantheon, or anyone or anything else I may have missed. Oh yeah, a few simple rules. 1.Don't feed the animals. 2.Read at your own risk. 3.If anything offends you, quit reading and don't come back. Dete ike! Kono shirinukeme! P R O F I L E
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12/17/2004 The Encounter with IDIOT... Of late I’ve been having a severe case of writer’s block which is one of the reasons why my output has been slacking. When I jumped on the blogging bandwagon I promised myself that I would not force myself to write nor would I turn this into a diary of sorts. I’ve never had a diary and never will. I’m much too erratic a person to put down every single thing that happens to me in written form. I’d much rather talk about my day over coffee or snuggled up in bed with piggy at night and It’s not like I live an interesting life anyway. A normal day consists of sleep, work ( if any ), diving into cyberspace, dinner with piggy and some private time for myself at the end of the day to relax. Hardly bestseller material so I’ll leave my dreary live out of this for the most part. That being said we go back to square one...my writer’s block. Sure I can make up fictitious stuff like taking part in an illegal street race last evening or that I picked up this pair of gorgeous girls for a night out in town followed by hot and sweaty post date workout to spice things up but that would be lying to myself wouldn’t it? If I were to do it no one would be able to separate fact from fiction....I am confident enough in my writing skills to say that but at the end of the day what’s the point? I’m not getting paid to entertain the masses. Sometimes I wish the government would give me something to bitch about. The BN boys just aren’t fun anymore....maybe it’s time to vote in PAS and have a field day slamming those religious extremists. Speaking of religious extremists, I’ve had a really interesting conversation with IDIOT ( not his real name but comes close enough ) today. Piggy and me were having dinner when IDIOT spotted us and came over to bum a cigarette off me. IDIOT is a single 46 year old man, no job, no house of his own and above all no money but he does have something I don’t....a direct line to the man above. This is one of those hardcore Christians who believe that GOD will provide for everything. Our conversation went like this IDIOT: Hey brother long time no see. Me: Thinking to myself (Oh F**k) Uh….Hi IDIOT. Piggy: …… IDIOT: Can you give me a stick? I just ran out. Me: (Bugger off you’re scaring the flies) Sure. IDIOT: Thanks man. ^takes a seat^ Piggy: ..... ( Who is this weird guy ) At this point I knew I was doomed but being the nice guy that I am I didn’t throw the bowl of noodles I was eating at him nor did I ( being the atheist that I am ) draw any mystical signs to ward off evil. IDIOT: Is this your girlfriend? ME: Yes.....Piggy meet IDIOT.....IDIOT, this is Piggy. Piggy: Hi (goes back to pretending to be real hungry and the plate of fried noodles in front of her was suddenly extremely captivating) IDIOT: Praise the Lord! She is pretty. You are really lucky. ( takes a long pull from cigarette.) Piggy:(Ewww…something just crawled up my spine.) I can tell Piggy was clearly uncomfortable. She usually grace people who compliment her with the full power of those killer dimples but this time she just looked real hungry. ME: Ermm…what have you been up to IDIOT? Where are you working. IDIOT: The lord told me that he is sending over a pastor from America to take me over there to continue God's work. Piggy: …… ( OMFG! I’ve got a looney sitting next to me ) ME: Yeah right whatever. I knew I had to get rid of IDIOT before Piggy totally freaks out. If she buried anymore of her face into that plate of fried noodles she is going to ruin her hair. ME: Say, I bumped into Ray the other day, he is looking for the 100 bucks you owe him. IDIOT: Tell Ray that I’ll get the money to him soon. ME: Cool. When? IDIOT: I am not sure but the lord will provide. When the pastor comes I’ll get the money from him to repay Ray. Piggy: ...... ( OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! Get me out of here!! ) ME: Uh ok.....say, we are going to make a move now. You say hi to GOD for me the next time you and him talk ok? IDIOT: Take care. Me and Piggy got the hell out of there. I had timed the run close to perfection. Piggy had just finished her noodles and was on the verge of bolting with or without me and IDIOT still has 2 drags left on the cigarette he took from me which meant that any later and I would have found myself another stick short. When we got to the car Piggy was half screaming at me. Piggy:Who the hell was that guy!?! ME:Oh IDIOT? He is Jason’s eldest brother. They don’t like to speak about him so let’s just leave it at that. Piggy: The things he says. Crazy! ME: How did you know? The looney bin is like club med to him. Been in and out of there 18 times from what Jason tells me. Piggy: You’re f***ing with me. ( She really said that btw. A habit she got during her Uni days. ) ME: Nope. Some girl broke his heart a long time ago and he went nuts. Got sent into the looney bin for extreme depression. One day, a church group went to the asylum to visit the inmates…err…patients…that’s when he discovered religion. Long story short he recovered and got sponsored to go to Canada for religious studies but flunked out. Piggy: You’re lying. How do you flunk out of something like that? ME: Well a little thing called grass had something to do with it. Piggy: Oh. ME: Anyway, when he got back he was saying all sorts of weird things and his parents admitted him to the looney bin again. He has been in and out of the place for the past 10 years or so. Each time something goes wrong or when his parents pressure him to get a job or do something with his life he checks himself in. Piggy: You’re f***ing with me. ( Yup she said that again. She tends to get that way when she is agitated. ) ME: Nope ask Jason next time you see em. That’s some piece of work over there. Delusional and Lazy. Killer combi. Piggy: ......next time you tell him to bugger off or I will. ME: nods. Now I swear the above story really happened. I might have changed the narration of the scene abit but it really did happen. IDIOT is a loser. Probably the biggest loser I know. What’s worse is, he is absolutely convinced the Lord would provide and he need not do anything with his life. And people wonder why I have no truck with religion. The spin doctor has diagnosed you with blogtosis, and he's sorry to say that its a nasty infectious disease, although not necessarily terminal.  Anti-poet, at
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