Such A Tease

I was talking to my friend on MSN and I jokingly said that he ruined my fantasy of a girl coming to school in only duct tape with his reality inspired comments. Then I thought about a topless girl coming to school. I'm still waiting on that one. CityTV really got my hopes up all those years ago when women were fighting for their right to bare their breasts in Canada. Speaker's Corner turned into an all out flash fest. Am I the only one that remembers those crazy times? Believe it or not, showing your breasts off in public was legalized. Seriously though, boobs have gone back into hiding even on those hot summer days. The only way we're ever going to see an excess of good public indecency is if the law was the same as it used to be. Sure, women would protest with the same methods (I am so thankful for that) and yes they would win again only to have the choice to put them away or show them off if they wanted to. They would all use the choice to keep them tucked away because it would be their decision to make now. It's funny when you think about it though. Virtually all women in Canada still remain for the most part covered in the summer, not using their rights, and the reason they probably choose not to, is the same reason why the law was the way it was all those years ago.



Yes, I know, this blog isn't updated nearly enough. I guess it's still updated more than certain ones out there. The making of this secondary blog was not well planned. It's just an experiment, I'll probably have to change the format in some way. Keep watch though...

That's assault brotha. You double dare me?

So yesterday, after what I can only assume was probably the longest phone call ever made between a girlfriend and a boyfriend (I can only imagine how boring their conversations are at this point), Omega pretty much lets me down on us hanging out. No fucking surprise there. I just wanted to punch him in the back of the head but against my better judgement, I did not. I think that sometimes physical violence is the only way to properly deal with people though. You can't talk everything out, I'm sorry, you just can't. How do you know when it's okay to hit someone though? I say with a new computer program, that's how. You type in some parameters, and an algorithm decides what should be done, more specifically, whether it's okay to make an appointment between your fist and your friend's face. It would kind of be like having your own personal court room. It's more than probable that a program that does this will never be created but a boy can dream.

I just realized that tons of my random thoughts are filled with violence. That's probably a red fla...mmm...boobies...