"if i could open my arms..."

so yeah. im trying to give this posting thing another breath of life. which means more than one post every other month.

im getting old. my little brother just turned 23 yesterday. my little brother just turned 23. shit. that means im getting OLD. good lord, when does it end? it doesnt. well, death. and that just means that everyone else i know is getting older too. and what do you get with age? taxes, bills, and responsibility.

and you know what the worst part of all that is? the assholes that feel that they dont have to take care of their responsibilities. like they are too important or priveledged to be "bothered" with adult responsibilities. this attitude that they are above such things when, in fact, they are too immature and low-class to be responsible for their own actions. and i really cannot stand that. if you want to be grown up and live on your own, and talk like you "know how the world works" and laugh at all those who "just dont know what real life or class or style" is [i.e. all the people you think you are 'better' than], then you really should be able to pay your own rent. same goes for those people that cant pay others back for money they borrow. if you cant afford to do something dont do it. this is the reason i refused to get a credit card for years. its called my good buddy "reality". welcome to it, boys and girls. time to grow the fuck up.

so if you cant go on that shopping spree to buy shit that you dont look good in anyway, or if you cant go on trips or buy plane tickets to events or whatnot, or you cant go buy those 50 cd's youve really, really wanted for 8 months, or you cant go out clubbing cuz you dont have money for drinks and/or admission, here's how us grown-ups do it: take care of your responsibilities first [rent, phone bills, paying back money borrowed, student loans, car payments, etc]. and then if you have the ability to do other things after that, then you do what you want.

a step up on this is when these same people are still under their parents' wings. and by "wings" i mean "checkbook". and then get in situations like this because they are either a) too lazy to have their parents pay for shit, b) too immature to take said money given to them by their parents to pay off their bills, or c) too selfish and spoiled and figure people will either wait on them and dont care that they owe them money or that their parents will just send them more money. unreal. people like this should be shot. or kicked out of multiple apartments.

and the FINAL step up into immaturity [i say step "up" because it actually takes effort to be this lame] are those people that actually run away from their problems. for example, lets say i owed someone money. and they tried to get in touch with me. and i would not answer phonecalls, emails, messages, messages to friends, messages to parents, messages to dead relatives, etc. that is the top level of first-grade, trailer-park, spoiled-brat rediculousness. unreal.

what should happen in these situations? here's my suggestion: i endorse the ADP. thats the Adult Diaper Plan. and i dont capitalize shit on these things, so you know this is serious. i think all those people that cant keep up on their responsibilities should be made to wear adult diapers [trust me, some of these are going to be BIG diapers] until they get their shit inline. that way, when they try to shit and piss on everyone else, they really shit and piss on themselves. and there is some protection for the rest of us. and you know they are going to soil themselves.

here's the point: if you want talk/act/think of yourself as grown up, then you must actually BE grown up. if you dont want to be responsible for your actions, thats fine. go live at home with your parents and shut the fuck up. especially if you have nothing constructive to say. then, when youve graduated to real underwear, you can come out and play with the rest of us adults. until then, safety locks on everything. peace, bitches.

"...and span the length of the isle of manhattan"