Silent Solitude

Silent Until Now...
2008-06-04 04:10:00 (UTC)

Doing this out of sheer boredom

I would do a new WIBD entry, but I'm tired and bored.
Besides, I want to make a quick little entry about a friend
of mine I knew since college and we still hang out now. I
believe he's a year older than me and we both pretty much
have the same type of attitude towards certain aspects of
life. Mostly about the love for being universal assholes.
Well, between the two of us, he's more towards hatred of
other "ethnicities". Especially black people.

I'm still trying to figure out why I still hang out with the
guy. I mean, I usually call him my chauffeur behind his
back because that what he does 99.98% of the time we hang
out. I don't mind driving but I'd rather save up on gas
(especially with the sandniggs in the middle east upping the
price on fuel...assholes). Anyway, he drives like a
reckless, half-drunken mick/nazi (he's half irish and half
german although his last name would lead more to the
former). When he gets impatient or angry (which is all the
time) he just drives like he was in a mad rush. That's what
I don't like about one of his bad traits.

Personality-wise, the man is a step away from either being a
permanent stain on society or going postal. He has anger
issues to boot. I can barely tolerate the way he talks to
me sometimes. He's a jackass from head to toe. That's why
I use him so many times to my advantage. I don't think he
cares cause in truth I believe (not assume) that this guy
really has no friends. Sure, he may know others from our
alma mater and even has some friends from his old high
school. When it comes down to it, I really think he comes
to me because he really has no one to go to. It's pretty
pathetic. I can't classify him as a best friend. I don't
tell him much becaues he's one that has no good opinions
because of his racist/bigot-like attitude.

I believe I have stated that there really is no one who has
importance to me in my life. No friends, family, or anyone
I know who has an influence to me has no importance except
for 3 people: me, myself, and I. So, the friends thing is
more or less to me something that I can play with and
discard whenever I wish. If I tire of you, I get rid of
you. In my friend's case, I can't get rid of him. He's
like a little puppy that won't leave you alone. I wonder
what life would have been if we never met. It would
probably be a lot quieter in the house on the weekends.

I really do wonder why he doesn't hang out with other
friends more than myself. I usually would have to tell his
ass not to come over because I was busy doing something.
Nowadays, it's slightly been better as far as him coming
over. We usually have a routine set for Saturdays. We go
out and do whatever up until 1:00 pm so he can go sit in his
car in a shopping center parking lot listening to sports
talk radio. Seriously, it's pathetic. I don't bother
questioning it though because he probably doesn't have a
decent answer.

Ok, I lied. I thought this "little" entry was gonna be
shorter than this. Oh well.

Back to the half-drunken nazi. The only thing that keeps us
friends is the fact that we both seem to have a common bond.
Not like a bond of true friendship but something that makes
us both tolerate each other when one of us pisses the other
off some way. I really want to talk to one of his friends
from high school who knows him as much as I do
(personality-wise) because I bet he puts up a facade with
some of them. I bet I would start ROFL to hear some of
their stories.

Well, it's past midnight now and I need to sleep. I got
work tomorrow as always and I need the rest from this shit.
Plus, there's more I want to talk about this dude, but I'll
save it for another time. So, goodnight...sleep
tight...don't let the door hit you on the ass on your way
out...I love these"..."...fuck it, goodnight.

Next time, update on my own life in a WIBD entry sooner or
later.




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