Re: Livin da vida Youksef


"Sir Benjamin Nunn" <bennunn@xxxxxxxxxxx> wrote in message
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> "Joe Horowitz" <my_name@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote in message
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>>> I think that is also true. It's one of those 'if a tree falls with
>>> nobody around...' situations.
>>
>> Yes. Some fluffy woodland creatures lose their homes, it's very sad.
>> That is what you meant isn't it?
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> Wha-? No, I was talking about Poleson, retard.
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>>> Maybe the excellence of a meal is something which is conceptually
>>> abstract anyway, and is /made/ excellent to a certain extent by other
>>> peoples enjoyment of it.
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>> AWTWP. I think it also has to do with the increased potential to enjoy
>> food when you haven't cooked it, because of the whole thing being
>> enjoyable (anticipation, having it cleared away for you etc) which you
>> can only have if someone else cooks. So cooking for someone becomes a
>> bit like a massage, it's something you can only really do properly for
>> other people but not for yourself.
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> Yep, the massage argument is good. And I think the principal extends
> logically to ***-masturbation and licking ones own nipples.
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>> It's one of the few things I live about living with other people, maybe
>> once a week or so Shelly or Ben would be cooking and I'd be tired from
>> work and wishing I didn't have to cook for myself after they've finished,
>> and then I'd hear those wonderful words.... 'Joe, you hungry? There's
>> plenty'. That would rock.
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> I can imagine it would. Bigly. Unless they were cooking something manky
> like what teh Conlan eats, obviously.

You know, I don't think Ben ever cooked anything that wasn't, at worst, very
nice. Good chef he was. Shelly practically never cooked, on account of it
being just about the one useful thing she could get him to do, but on the
rare occasions that she did it was nice as well.

Mind you, I'm pretty easily pleased when other's cook for me, it already
rocks that I don't have to.

> What happened with Shelly dumping Ben then? I'm not sure you ever told the
> froup the bit in between him being a useless *** and not appreciating the
> relationship, and her getting shacked up with some new *** and getting
> pregnant very quickly.

Ah. Well, it kinda all happened after we stopped all living together, so it
wasn't really a very big part of my life at the time. In short, though, she
dumped him, shagged around for a few months and then met BSL, who liked her
as well, and now they're having a baby. Not much to tell really, other than
that I think she made a good choice. Sam, for that is his name, rocks bigly
IMHO. I like him.

I liked Ben as well, mind, he's one of the sweetest blokes I've ever met,
but he was a bit rubbish to be fair. Sam has his *** together, I can see
how that's more attractive in some ways. Like, he doesn't depend on her for
money'n'***.

> Yep, this is one of those things where we differ. I think we had this
> convo before.
>
> I've led most of my life feeling lonely and alone, and yet there are some
> things I just don't/can't do on my own like eating in a restaurant and
> going to the cinema.
>
> Conversely, while I know you've had lonely periods, you've also had a
> higher percentage of your life spent in relationships, cohabiting with
> friends etc. and yet you're more comfortable than me being on your own.
> Possibly /because/ of this.

Heh. There could well be some sense in this. Part of it's just genetics,
though, both my parents have a touch of teh loner about them, and so does my
Brother.

> Maybe my inner perception is thinking '***, I don't want people to see me
> alone, because then they'll know I'm alone, and I'm trying to hide the
> feeling in order to create a more positive impression'.

Sounds like self-consciousness getting in the way of your enjoyment there,
which is something I've tried to gradually eradicate from all aspects of my
life. Looking back, it saddens me the amount of time I wasted in my younger
years worrying about what others would think, especially cunts I don't know
and won't ever see again. Still struggle a lit with it though, which of
course we all do.

> (Although there are other things I *can* do fairly comfortably alone like
> going to *some* pubs or a football match. Some people I know wouldn't do
> these things for fear of self-consciousness).

Quite.

> I have smoked a reasonable amount of weed lately, and overall I drink less
> than I used to.
>
> On that Thursday between Christmas and New Year, I tried to have 'a
> serious conversation' with GIL on MSN Messenger, which was a bit painful,
> and not as helpful as people suggested it might be.
>
> As it happened I was out in London that evening with a gay friend, and we
> went round to several gay nightspots, which was cathartic and meaningful
> in a way, because I can go to gay clubs without feeling judged or jealous
> of peoples relationships, and people (albeit men) will touch me and tell
> me I'm cute, which I need from time to time.
>
> Anyway, for the first time in my life, I bought drugs from a dealer in an
> alleyway, outside BarCode. I was feeling self-destructive and
> devil-may-care, so what the ***?
>
> Turned out to be fucking *** stuff, according to my brother, not worth
> 20p let alone the 20 quid I paid, and I got scammed like a tourist
> apparently.

Yeah, I'm pretty sketchy about buying drugs from strangers or dodgy cunts,
although it's a gamble I've been willing to take from time to time. You
have to accept in advance that you might be buying *** though. Thing is,
the media make out like it's really dangerous, because some *** might go to
the trouble of selling you poison, when in fact it's not in any ***'s
interests to do that when it's more profitable and easier and carries a much
lower risk of prison to sell you *** that does nothing. You can't even get
done for posession.

Just out of interest, what drugs were they supposed to be?

A word of warning, btw... feeling self-destructive, depressed,
self-doubting and devil-may-care is just about the perfect environment for a
really *** drugs experience, perhaps you actually got off lightly on this
occasion.

> Cereal is teh ghey. No, really, it is. It has sex with gay men and
> everything.

Your homophobia sickens me at times, Ben, it really does. I'm sure Big Ghey
Mikey feels the same.


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Joe

This is like that drug-trip I saw in that film when I was on that drug-trip.


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