Regret...

[ralphthis]

is really a rather annoying little emotion. as much as many of us try to say that we regret nothing we have done, there is always something. be it the horribly cruel or rude thing you said to your best friend when you were having a bad day or that one-night stand that turned into a multiple night nightmare. we all regret something and it is because of this that i get so thoroughly annoyed with people who say "i do not regret what i have done, only what i have not." well you know what, at least you can regret something because it didn't happen and still go on with your life, rather than regretting something that you did do and knowing that you or one of your relationships could be the worse for it. if you don't do something, fate had a hand in saying, hey, you're not going there. if you did, well that's fate saying it's going to teach you a lesson whether you like it or not. it's incredible to me that so many people are adverse to the idea of fate and destiny. more so, i suppose, i find it almost humorous that human beings hold on to their convictions so strongly even if it has been proved incorrect directly in front of them. naturally i am as guilty of this as the next person, but i'd like to think that i really do find the humor in it. i got into a minor squabble with my dad today over the movie "brokeback mountain." now, regardless of the fact that neither of us have actually seen it, we both still have very strong convictions about the film (it's a ralph thing). my argument was that it was a movie written and produced to transcend homo- or heterosexuality and to focus simply on the fact that it is a love story, meaning that the fact that it is about two men is irrelevant because it could be anyone. my dad's argument was that it was simply another media ploy to show the world that homosexuality was normal, which in my dad's language (and yes, this is stated with bias) means that it is just another way for the homosexual "lifestyle" to be rubbed in his face. before you continue, you must understand that my father is a strong 55 yr old republican and marine, so once his mind is made up, it's set in stone. however, as much as i frequently and equally as strongly disagree with his views 75% of the time, i respect his opinions because they are his and he believes in them so solidly. if that were the case with our president maybe i would have more faith in him as well, instead he is a sneaky monkey who will throw poo (bombs) at on-lookers (foreign countries) and then will hide behind a tree (golfing trips) when things look sticky...

...i think i may have just climbed onto a soap box, but at any rate, if you're still reading you're either bored, interested, or at the very least, not offended yet... i may need to remedy that...

... i am sick of the word "cunt," big deal that it's the last word that still offends people. great you said "cunt" and offended everyone around you, oh and i bet you don't care about your image, because of course you're above that, so it's useless to tell you how trashy you sound. i completely avoided using the word until the very end of my senior year in high school when some shit starting going down between a close friend of mine and his wife. after numerous offenses of a disgusting nature on her part "cunt" was the only word i could think to use towards here. it all went downhill from there. until a few weeks ago i used that word whenever i needed to convey how furious i was or how much i disliked a person. then for some reason, a few weeks ago, i actually heard myself say it and was thoroughly disgusted with myself. i haven't said it since. use it all you like, i just don't think it's classy whatsoever...

i'm starting to remember why i started using this thing in the first place...but now that i think of it, i'm getting a bit sanctimonious and it's getting late, so good night, sweet dreams, and hold tight to your opinions.