Jumped in to '07?!? WTF???!
Ok, so I don't normally think of myself as an excetionally aggressive person. In fact, I think any of my friends would testify to my pleasant personal disposition. Hell, if I'm upset, the liklihood is that I'll be depressed more than angry.
But alcohol in large amounts can do things to a person, let me tell you: I'm no stranger to that fact.
Last night was the same as most nights, although nothing can quite make you feel like an asshole like being out by yourself on new years... so I met up with some friends and hung out a little too long. Past my limit you might say. So I was kinda depressed as I walked down the boulevard (hollywood) to my apt. Not aggressive, that's the point.
Somewhere along the line, I found myself walking next to some people. The temptation is for me to say it was a black dude and 2 girls, but that's unimportant, really. Black, white, brown, whatever color he is, he's still an asshole.
Now, I believe to the core of my being that I uttered something akin to "happy new year", though the details are kinda hazy. More from alcohol that from fisticuffs.
But this dude seemed to find it necessary to posture and respond with some sort of negative comment.
In my exasperation, I turned around to address the issue... I was confused. Why would somebody go out of their way to be an dickhead to someone else?...? Oh yeah, this is LA.
I'll bet if there was a video taken of it, it would be more funny that disturbing. He was about as incompetent at dealing out an ass whipping as I am at taking one. He got a few mediocre shots in, and mind you, I was in no condition to repel the enemy's assault, using fire and close combat. But I stayed on my feet. I think the only thing that saved me was I outweighed the guy by 30-50 pounds and he didn't use a weapon. Here's to your knuckles being broken on my skull you fuckin' tard.
I came out clean for the most part. Got a small bruise on the back of my head, a little soreness too. But I could've got a fat lip, or black eye or my nose coulda got broke or worse, so all in all I'm really fucking good. What bothers me the most is that I didn't really hurt him at all. Sure, I swung my arms with vigor, but it was more to keep my balance than proposing some kind of offense. Either way, I think he learned real quick that I wasn't just gonna go down in the first 5 seconds, and that has a way of making people reconsider their strategy. I take solace in the fact if I would've connected with that kid I'd've broke his face.
But I've been doing a lot of internal spiritual work lately, trying to reconcile my dreams with my realities... and I choose to make this ultimately a positive experience.
So here it is: No more booze, no more cigarettes. Exercise. Healthy living. You've heard it before, so we'll see how much I can do in a year.
Here's to meeting you again, Mr. New Years, shall we say, same time same place next year? Yeah, and here's to the coroner scooping your brains into a plastic fucking bag when I'm through putting my hands on you.
(P.S., not really, and to all my friends, I apologize for this last part... you know I wouldn't actually do something like that- I just needed to vent. Whathe did was totally uncalled for.)
toxicboy:
Thanks for dropping by yo! Last night was a blast