Ain't Nobody's Dirty Business (596 hits)
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Submitted by Haiku Mikoo (View user info) at 2008-10-31 05:38:49 EDT
I have always felt as if I have known too many people, that I have had too many friends, overall, just too many interactions with folks that have shared the same false sense that their opinion mattered to me in the slightest. I have not been able to match the effort that they have put into comparing our lives, our relationships, with the effort I have put into caring or thinking about what they have to say. It wasn't until today that I had really become aware of all of this, however.
In all honesty, it was not at all that much different from any other day. I woke up, went to work, performed the same monotonous tasks via keyboard that I had always done. She also woke up, went to work, performed similarly monotonous tasks via keyboard that she had also grown used to doing. We both shared a home which we did not own. A place where we shared the price of someone else's mortgage, and ultimately, an existence where we shared a certain kind of hatred for one another.
Such hatred was never really a problem, really, mostly due to a combination of alcohol and a facile willingness to completely avoid one another. That, at the very least, served to sustain a relationship between two unchallenged and unfulfilled office drones. I did not then, and I still do not now, wonder if anyone else feels the same way. I know.
As much as my family and friends seemed to have thought that this relationship should have depressed me, I could not feel any sort of emotion towards it, good or bad. Their lives did not seem at all that much different from mine, really. I suppose the one thing I had noticed that was different, was our recognition of and reaction towards them, at a certain point at least.
I am not entirely sure how all of this came about...today was not any different from any other day.
Did I say that already?
I cannot blame it on our situation, on my own mentality, or even on her incessant complaining. No, as far as I can tell, the only difference has been in the decisions I have made. Although, all things considered, they have all seemed to make perfect sense to me.
Have you ever seen one of those news reports where a perfectly respectful, kind and seemingly happy human being commits a horrific crime? In almost every case, they always say things like, "They were always such a kind person." Or, "I don't think anyone in the neighborhood could have predicted that."
Fuck, of course you have...
I think we all have that ostensibly horrid potential. A potential that most of us either do not want to believe, or cannot believe in. Perhaps all that is different is our willingness to exercise it.
Of course, this is all situational, and I could never truly say I know for sure about any of these claims. I can say that my only real consolation is that I have no way of being entirely sure of what she would say now.
Not anymore at least.
02 Nobody's Dirty Business.mp3 (6 MB) [audio/mpg]
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Submitted by elkay94 (user info) at 2008-11-05 02:09:20 EST (#)
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Submitted by hellish (user info) at 2008-11-02 21:54:39 EST (#)
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Submitted by Replen (user info) at 2008-11-02 05:57:56 EST (#)
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Submitted by PayMeLater (user info) at 2008-10-31 21:22:14 EDT (#)
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Submitted by sandmantate (user info) at 2008-10-31 16:38:43 EDT (#)
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Great news everybody; Orphelia and I have decided to get married. I'm the father of the baby she is carrying. None of you guys are invited to the wedding.
Submitted by experima (user info) at 2008-10-31 16:00:40 EDT (#)
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you're blonde?
you just can't handle someone you're cybering with right now dropping negs on your post
Submitted by haikumikoo (user info) at 2008-10-31 15:58:17 EDT (#)
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Submitted by experima (user info) at 2008-10-31 12:47:02 PDT (#)
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tool-like camper below
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Pfft, you just can't handle another blonde on uber taking any precious attention away from you. I mean, there have to be at least THREE people that rated this post!
Submitted by experima (user info) at 2008-10-31 15:47:02 EDT (#)
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tool-like camper below
Submitted by haikumikoo (user info) at 2008-10-31 15:35:44 EDT (#)
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Submitted by haikumikoo (user info) at 2008-10-31 11:43:06 PDT (#)
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Submitted by monkeyswithguns (user info) at 2008-10-31 05:27:03 PDT (#)
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Did you and the peach mead girl split up?
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Pfft, hell no, that would be an awful decision to make. This post was supposed to be about murder, I think. I was pretty fucking drunk when I wrote it. As in there was genuine surprise when I clicked on "My Uber" and saw a post. I do remember feeling like writing something and was listening to that song, "One of these days I'm gonna wake up boozy gonna grab my gun and kill ol' Suzy.", is one of the lines.
Funny it came off as a blog about a break up, though.
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I don't want to camp my drunk post and be all tool like, but by that I meant this was actually supposed to be fiction.
Submitted by haikumikoo (user info) at 2008-10-31 15:17:14 EDT (#)
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That's better.
Submitted by experima (user info) at 2008-10-31 15:07:17 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by haikumikoo (user info) at 2008-10-31 14:47:07 EDT (#)
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I checked my email, and you were given specific instructions to -2 whatever I wrote, Experima.
Shame on you.
Alcohol is the best cure for hang overs, I need to get on that.
Submitted by haikumikoo (user info) at 2008-10-31 14:43:06 EDT (#)
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Submitted by monkeyswithguns (user info) at 2008-10-31 05:27:03 PDT (#)
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Did you and the peach mead girl split up?
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Pfft, hell no, that would be an awful decision to make. This post was supposed to be about murder, I think. I was pretty fucking drunk when I wrote it. As in there was genuine surprise when I clicked on "My Uber" and saw a post. I do remember feeling like writing something and was listening to that song, "One of these days I'm gonna wake up boozy gonna grab my gun and kill ol' Suzy.", is one of the lines.
Funny it came off as a blog about a break up, though.
Submitted by experima (user info) at 2008-10-31 14:28:32 EDT (#)
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<3
Submitted by stucker (user info) at 2008-10-31 10:24:10 EDT (#)
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Your cynicism is remarkable.
Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-10-31 09:21:02 EDT (#)
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I did listen to the audio file. It was dull.
Submitted by sage104 (user info) at 2008-10-31 08:56:40 EDT (#)
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Didn't listen to the audio file. Post was bloggish.
Submitted by rubbermaid (user info) at 2008-10-31 08:33:00 EDT (#)
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If you can't be arsed to put forth the effort in comparing your lives in regards to interaction, well how in the fuck can you make such a boring post about it?
Just kidding!
Submitted by monkeyswithguns (user info) at 2008-10-31 08:27:03 EDT (#)
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Did you and the peach mead girl split up?
Submitted by messmind (user info) at 2008-10-31 07:52:17 EDT (#)
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That is some messy stuff, haiku.
Get a grip.
Submitted by SgtHartman (user info) at 2008-10-31 07:48:31 EDT (#)
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Haikoo
Submitted by Director (user info) at 2008-10-31 05:59:33 EDT (#)
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Huh.
Wait.
What?