I suck at spelling.

I just realized that without Spell Check, I would be the world's most clueless person when it comes to spelling actual words. Yea, there's a typo in the title of my previous entry. Ayeeee.


Here's a concept I thought was interesting:

When people become drunk, they revert back to their most basic of feelings. At first when I heard this, I was skeptical(sp?). After listening to the points though, I can see how wierd it is. People feel the need to defend their territory, or at least we did back when we were still fighting over caves and huts and villages and, well, actually, we still are. Fuck. I guess we've always fought over territory. Maybe we're just destined to keep fighting amongst ourselves. We think we should be above this type of behavior as we fashion ourselves as such intelligent animals. Really though, it seems like it's just nature. A pride of lions will raise issue with another pride or a straggler unattached to any other group, as they are crossing on to their turf. That's sort of like nature's gang wars at hand. Simba's posse versus Scar's or some shit like that. Regardless, I think we're just going to always be fighting over land and territories, as countries, as states, as counties, as cities, as people.

Also, when drunk, the usual mindset is to scheme on any type of female (from a male's perspective) and see if she's digging the game you're slangin. That's the basic urge to procreate I guess, since I assume we felt that need because we had to at one point, fuck like rabbits to continue our species in a challenging world. We're just animals man.


Gainesville is coming up this next weekend. I. Am excited. Tremendously. When you've got everything you could want, everything else seems trivial. Ride the wave baby.