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Time I suppose for more fun with my livejournal. Life here is still chaotic. My grandfather exploded at my sister for being a disrespectful insufferable brat. The transition to adolescence for my sister hasn’t been too great. My mother took her out of public school, so all she does is sit at home and watch TV. She has no social outlet and no friends, so all she can do is watch TV. Television is her life. When she misses a show she goes nuts. I think I’ve made my point on that one. The other thing she does now is eat. She never stops eating. Junk food. She’s getting fat. Have you ever looked at one of those ridiculously obese people and wondered how they became that way in the first place. Well I have, and now I hold myself answered. Anyway with no way to channel her energy she just grows ever more depressed and fed up. Can’t blame her really. I blame my mother. I’ve tried to get her to do things with me since I’ve been here, but my plans always interfere with her programming.
Well on to happier subjects.
I haven’t polluted my body since I’ve been here, i.e. no drugs, cigarettes, alcohol (one glass of wine with Christmas dinner) which is a definite plus. And I am eating real food regularly again. Which is another plus. These things tend to happen when one is staying with grandparents, siblings, and parents.
I don’t have a job here yet. I’m kind of working as a receptionist at my mother’s spa, but the hours are sporadic. If I don’t start working here soon I’m going to be screwed when I get back to Bozeman.
I’m still thieving. I figure while I’m here I might as well expand my wardrobe. It has mostly been accessories so far such as belts and sunglasses. But those pants I picked up were worth $70. I don’t know what I’m going to do about this. I don’t try and justify my actions with such nonsense as, I’m broke, and they were asking for it. To me there is no difference between stealing at a big store, and buying something. Both are expressions of time, energy, and effort. When I work I make a certain amount of money that is representative of the worth of my time. By taking the time to steal, I spend my own time and effort, but cut out the middle man. It would seem that the store receives nothing in exchange for my time, but this is not true. The cumulative affect of my actions improves store security and stops thieves. I know of one store in fact that has installed additional security cameras on unlikely isles. The way most stores think, is that they need to monitor only areas with expensive items, which would be easy to steal. This logic is unfortunately flawed. Little imagination is required to realize that these expensive items need only be taken to an aisle with no security. Except that this doesn’t seem to be the case. Go to any store. Target, KMART, WALMART. Look for cameras in the sheets department. You won’t find any. But if you go to SAFEWAY, one of my favorite grocery stores, you can now find a camera on the dog food isle. It wasn’t there six months ago. To conclude: There’re things a man can do, and things a man can’t do. I can steal. Very well. And so I do.
Well on to happier subjects.
I haven’t polluted my body since I’ve been here, i.e. no drugs, cigarettes, alcohol (one glass of wine with Christmas dinner) which is a definite plus. And I am eating real food regularly again. Which is another plus. These things tend to happen when one is staying with grandparents, siblings, and parents.
I don’t have a job here yet. I’m kind of working as a receptionist at my mother’s spa, but the hours are sporadic. If I don’t start working here soon I’m going to be screwed when I get back to Bozeman.
I’m still thieving. I figure while I’m here I might as well expand my wardrobe. It has mostly been accessories so far such as belts and sunglasses. But those pants I picked up were worth $70. I don’t know what I’m going to do about this. I don’t try and justify my actions with such nonsense as, I’m broke, and they were asking for it. To me there is no difference between stealing at a big store, and buying something. Both are expressions of time, energy, and effort. When I work I make a certain amount of money that is representative of the worth of my time. By taking the time to steal, I spend my own time and effort, but cut out the middle man. It would seem that the store receives nothing in exchange for my time, but this is not true. The cumulative affect of my actions improves store security and stops thieves. I know of one store in fact that has installed additional security cameras on unlikely isles. The way most stores think, is that they need to monitor only areas with expensive items, which would be easy to steal. This logic is unfortunately flawed. Little imagination is required to realize that these expensive items need only be taken to an aisle with no security. Except that this doesn’t seem to be the case. Go to any store. Target, KMART, WALMART. Look for cameras in the sheets department. You won’t find any. But if you go to SAFEWAY, one of my favorite grocery stores, you can now find a camera on the dog food isle. It wasn’t there six months ago. To conclude: There’re things a man can do, and things a man can’t do. I can steal. Very well. And so I do.