"# negative thoughts about self: hundreds"

[izeveryboyin]

yay! More male imput! I'm glad you found me funny, and could relate to the tootsie roll, smoking and drinking thing. It plagues the hearts of men everywhere. Plus, you know, how can you bring yourself to deny the sweet chocolately goodness of such a tasty treat? And I live in Chicago, where the tootsie roll factory is, and subsequently, Chicago is the largest consumer of said chocolates, therefore it's in my history and blah blah de fucking blah. Okay, okay. I am poor-willed, and striken with a wanton hunger for things that will gain me 4 pounds per bite. Fucking sue me. *scoffs*

--k

[Trevor]

Hiya Jk,

Yeah, hard to resist the god awful goodness of a tootsie roll. One thing I found that really turned my stomach towards junk food...for at least a month or two, was landing a job in a chocolate bar factory, Effem -- they make Mars bars and such. I worked there one shift before quitting....graveyard shift...janitorial staff....but I quit mainly because of the person I had to work with....within five minutes he had talked the ear off corn....I dunno about you, but I don't think telling someone within the first few minutes of meeting that you are fucking not only your girlfriend, but her aunt as well...this guy was surreal....got to the point where I just wouldn't respond to him at all and he asks, "Is something wrong?" .... so I replied...."Yeah, I don't like talking, I don't enjoy conversations, I'm not very sociable and I am just here to work not make friends."...so he says, "Uh, Okay" and then proceeds to talk for another thirty minutes straight about his car or something else that I couldn't care less about....so you see the moral of the story is never mention anything to me that will allow me to relate a totally irrelevant boring story to you...lol....but actually the smell inside the factory turned my stomach....tons of chocolate doesn't smell very appealing...actually its overwhelming and sickening....and after I quit, the memory of the smell stayed with me for a couple months and I couldn't eat a choco bar.

[izeveryboyin]

that's terrible! I couldn't imagine not beng able to consume chocoalte due to being plagued by an overwhelming sense of the smell. *shudders* how did you live? HOW DID YOU LIIIIIIVVVVEEE?!

--k

[tinkerjack]

[quote] overwhelming sense of the smell[/quote]

It is true, <strike>clawing </strike>cloying sickening sweet smell, overwhelming, not actually nauseous but sickening, when I had to go in to get the bill of lading signed I could not stand to be in there long. But I would stop to scoop up a handful of kisses.

Not long after I met my new (only) brother in law he had to tell me about a guy at work who was fucking his sister. Took us twenty-five years and a brain tumor to make peace with each other.

[izeveryboyin]

wow.

--k

[stilltrucking]

Weird how this moldie oldie post popped up here. I had this post of yours saved to my desktop- I must have hit the wrong icon or something because this one popped up. where the heck you been?

[izeveryboyin]

out truckin'.

--k