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Don't you get it? The first step is admitting that you do have a problem. I spun it around to be funny. P.S. Yes, you are perfect.

The first step is admitting you don't have a problem.

Spirituality: full of shit. You could say I am spiritually connected to brown.

Yes. But you're still a lesbian. So it really doesn't matter.

I'm looking forward to going to university next year and drinking. There, I said it. I flat-out said it. I've never been drunk before. The most alcohol I've ever had at one time was a bunch of wine (probably 1 1/2 glasses worth) at one of my older Italian relatives house, because they're nuts about wine and that. I was taking Tylenol 3's at the time, which was probably pretty dangerous. People constantly talk to me about their drunken escapades and probably assume that I'm the same way. This kind of kills me a little inside. People also assume that I have a social life of some sort, but eh. What are you gonna do? Prove them wrong? I hope that, if I can't get into my first university of choice, my parents won't object to me living in the dorms of a university that's still in the same city, but 40-50 km away. That's a considerable distance, when you think about it, and it just wouldn't be worth it to have to commute back home for 3 hours on public transit (on a good day), or for god knows how long during rush hour in a car. But I want to live away from my family and I want to attend parties and drink underage. I want to pop my "being drunk" cherry, dammit, and I don't care how much money I'll have to waste (as my brother puts it) to do it.

I'm not talking about someone else paying for your food, I'm talking about beating The Man and having a large entity pay for it.

"An Italian man only drinks white wine when the red wine is all gone." -Alberto Tomba

I tried doing it, but soon realized my taste in music is bigger than my life. I listen to music in albums.

You pawn us.

Part of it is not finding spicyness uncomfortable, thus no feeling of mouth-burning pain. It's just another property of some types of food; if it's burying the taste with unimaginable agony you're using too much. .....You like to think of it as a mature palate? A "mature palate" appreciates the taste of red wine.

We like to eat it.

Beer and love being my favourites. Oh, and food. I think free food is probably the best thing you can get for free.

Woah! He's telling the terrorists how they could attack the United States.

Google turned up nothing. If Google can't find it, it must not exist.

Can you finance my poor financial decisions as well? P.S. how is the car situation going?

Same thing here. You never quite realize how cool grandparents are until you don't have them anymore.

I'm still waiting for my women's hockey shower.

Again, you should go get eaten by a bear.

How high is this guy's interest rate? And is the payment on one of those variable rate things there you initially pay more interest than principal and it changes later on?

Oddly enough, that doesn't apply to hookers or girlfriends.

Because you have no proof of your assertion! Go get eaten by a bear.

I'll put it in my platform when I'm the head of the Green Party. If men don't want to submit by having their penises measured (by hot 20 something female nurses, of course), they get to ride their bikes around. That's the only way it will work. The downside to this is that if you're riding around on a single-cylinder or two-cylinder motorcycle... forget it. Motorcycles will have lost their sex appeal. Back on topic: While walking back to the main building of school today, I was talking with someone and whining about the stupidity of SUV's, particularly: -BMW X3's and X5's: exist solely for the purpose of allowing soccer mom's to buy both BMW's and an SUV in one convenient, poor-handling package -Porsche Cayenne: a Porsche SUV is an oxymoron So then this short kid who must have been in grade 10 turns around and said, "Don't talk about Porsche SUV's like that again." "Who the hell buys a Porsche SUV?" "I do. I have one." "Oh, is it yours, then? Besides, what's the point of owning a Porsche if it weighs 3000 pounds?" And then I saw a BMW 5 make a left hand turn onto the wrong side of the road. I'm not kidding you. They turned into the wrong side of the median. That idiot was pretty goddamned lucky nobody was coming into the lane, otherwise he would have ruined his Bimmer.

Then why haven't you won a meaningful hockey title / war in the last little while?

It's not free, it's socialized. Know the difference.

I've been a skinny little kid all my life, pretty much. Especially compared to those neanderthals that have taken gym all through high school so they work out on a near daily basis. Lousy bastards. Next year at university I plan on making use of the gym facilities. I'll sexify myself in time for me to start talking to girls.