posted by dave on Saturday, October 16, 2010 at 10:51 PM in category ramblings

So I was thinking earlier about some bullshit. The way people paint themselves into corners, and then they whine about being stuck.

I suppose I've pretty much done that to myself, but that's not what I was thinking about today. Nope, today I was thinking about a couple of girls I know and how they've managed to slut their respective ways to solitude.

Yes, slut is also a verb. It is now anyway.

And also, eventually people stop thinking of things as the way a person is acting and they start thinking instead that those things are representative of the way a person is. This happens a lot, and it's usually well-deserved.

When listening to disparaging words, I don't always stay silent because I don't know what to say or because simply listening is all that's wanted. Sometimes, sometimes I stay silent because I'm in complete agreement, and I don't want to seem cruel.

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I've always been a big believer in the rule of "if you don't have anything nice to say, then don't say anything at all."

Sounds boring.

It can be, but then again I've always been the type that avoids conflict and confrontation like it's the plague.

In this case, no confrontation will occur because both of the sluts are from a long time ago and a long way from here.

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