Well there, I do remember you and wondered if you were alive? Or just memorex... Lots of life left here at Hip. Some left in a huff, I think it was a blue huff. I said goodbye and fare thee well. People are always coming and going... it's like my house after any school day. All my friends would come hang out because both parents were at work. Drugs, sex, parties, it's all still happening. And the comments!
well its a big universe so i haven't the slightest idea (about "everything"). pension gets deposited in bank, i pay rent and groceries, the sun rises and sets stray retarded wanna be fascist, who wander by the dumpster, whine that i'm not indentured to what they want to pretend, in other words generally life goes on. more then i ever thought it would when i was half the age that i am. which is good. trains are still running, although only one each way every day carries passengers, and there are still no model hobby stores or discount computer parts stores in town. casinos are still where any respectable town would have a retail commercial district. not the greatest town for what interests me. there is still a community college though, and even the university is still here. i should probably start visiting them again more often, except now its too damd hot to go outside. oh and for what its worth, the herb is legally retailed in this town, with half a dozen brick and morter retailers competing, but not competing enough to bring the price down to anything reasonable enough to interest me. sports and booze don't interest me either, those who do are welcome to them. as long as they don't prevent me from fantasizing my kind of imaginary world i'd rather live in by demanding attention with their mundaneness. which i guess makes me a social pariah of my own choosing. the universal wonder of strangeness doesn't require anything to be known, or obliged to what people tell each other, in order to exist, which is fine with me too.
I like your thinking, and there is nothing wrong with the way you feel. It is the same in most places. There are always those who relish hanging out with friends in a bar more than being with family, or alone for quality time. It takes a certain amount confidence of to feel comfortable in one's own skin.
