sup

a little later, a little earlier,
that you discover, without surprise,
that something is wrong...


That you do not know how to live and that you never will know.


You sleep, you walk, you continue to live,
like a laboratory rat abandoned in its maze by some absent-minded scientist.


But rats do not spend hours trying to get to sleep.
Rats do not wake up with a start, gripped by panic, bathed in sweat.
Rats do not dream and what can you do to protect yourself against your dreams?


Time, which sees to everything, has provided the solution, despite yourself.

Time, that knows the answer, has continued to flow.


You are afraid,
you are waiting. - Narrator (The Man Who Sleeps)

You are waiting,


you are waiting for?

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Hi LP,

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Cheers ¡Salud! Skål

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This existence called existence.

Loneliness.
Boredom.
Uncertainty.
Chaos.
Pain.

At the end of the day all we humans really have is each other.

Salud.

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Any tips, tricks, hacks, insight, anything in regards to mattress buying?

I just find the experience pretty horrendous. There are like 10 brands, 10 different types of 10 different 10 types of 10 different types of 10 different types of 10 different types of 10 different types of 10 different types of ..........

The salespeople seem pretty lackluster although maybe not their fault since bed comfort is so damn subjective.

I like the idea of temperpedic "memory foam" but at the same time seems like it could be classic marketing mumbo jumbo in order to rape the buyer in the ass.

Everyone in the western world probably buys a bed at some point. There has got to be a way to make it suck less and actually find the right bed for the individual.

So now that I'm done complaining about beds...

For a number of reasons that I don't care to list (I already spent shit lines shit complaining) I have decided to build a motherfucking firebrick parilla grill that ate tokyo by hand. Who knows when the fuck it will come to fruition but when it does I invite any and all LP'ers to kill some choice animals (or buy some choice killed animals) and asado that bitch up proper.

If you are in the Northern Hemisphere cheers to shit hopefully blooming and being nice out.

If you are in the Southern Hemisphere cheers to that for why not.

If you are an alien from another planet cheers.

RiKD

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PM if you are in Chicago and want to grab some drinks.

Cheers,

RiKD

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Was going to write a likely long blog but don't feel like it anymore so here it is:

Desk Chairs?

Credit Cards?

Parents, Children, Vanity. Shit is pretty fucked up if you think about it but no one ever really does.

Don't go to Panera Bread in Big Box Land for Lunch on the Weekend unless you are a masochist that hates yourself.

How much drama risk would you take on for an out of this world threesome on a scale of 1-10?

1 is so close to zero it might as well be zero risk.

10 is entering potentially scary, eyes wide shut, dangerous cult territory with boss's bat shit daughter type risk.

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Handshakes:

You ever really vibin' w/ some cat and havin a good time? You wanna end the interaction w/ a nice "Hey man, I really enjoyed lunch. I'm really diggin your style. We should do this again some time. Until we meet again" and win the day w/ mutually exceptional hand shake?

Then he is sitting down or something and has to reach back kind of uncomfortably and the handshake is a little strange but you get it somewhat right but somewhat wrong but you are like oh shit man we fucked up the storybook ending handshake but I hope it's ok? Hopefully, we take care of business next time?

Good Sex and Transcendence:

Would I be writing this blog post or giving 2 shits about the above if I was breast fuckin some Kate Upton lookalike with moxy to match the mams? Tenacity to match the tits? Pizazz to match the premium pair?

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Is Everyone Addicted?

It doesn't matter what it is.

Personally, I always find myself in a viscous cycle where I waste all this time sitting in traffic or traveling to go grocery shopping or to the local farm to get some good shit. Then spend like an hour prepping and preparing and cooking. I personally enjoy cooking, etc. but it gets to the point like wtf am I doing?

But then you eat some olive oil, fresh garlic, fresh herb, fresh lemon vinaigrette w/ fresh magical in season produce and magical x, etc etc etc etc and it's like fuck I need to do this more.

That is just the first addiction that popped into my head. Could be an interesting thread btw:

Grocery shopping, cooking, eating out. What are your thoughts, ideas, opinions?

Anyways, it just seems like all human beings are either in a state of desperation for happiness or occupied w/ happiness. There is like no happy medium. I think any addiction just boils down to a desperation for happiness. I don't believe in any of that bullshit where ppl are actually addicted to shit besides like heroin where you can get viscously sick withdrawal symptoms but if you think about it you can get viscously sick, "nausea", boredom, depression, withdrawal from anything exceptional in life whether that's a good night out, a good vacation, a good date, a look from another human being that tells you they see who you are and are cool with what they see.

hmmm. that might be it for now.

As far as remedies for desperation for happiness. Bone Thugs n Harmony, Dark Chocolate Gelato, Hennessy, and a good cigar and some writin n readin might be worth a try.

Love.

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