[atari 2600]

And I suppose that it was by no merit that I tested on the Stanford-Binet at 141, was valedictorian of my high school, appointed to the U.S. Naval Academy, and on the President's List throughout college. It would take more than one post to properly document all of my awards and achievements, academic and otherwise. But, hey, I don't have a life, remember? That's funny, since I'm the only person on this board that has demonstrated through their writing over the years that I have anecdotes and stories for days. From past threads, I know that few, if any, have had as many jobs as I have, attended as many colleges, and have as many tales borne from clubs and bars and hard living. I used to write a lot more about my experiences on the old board. Some, no doubt, remember these posts somewhat. I've also lived in more places and seen more of the world than most here in all probability.

It's precisely because I was passionate and was humble enough to realize that I needed to an education beyond what is typically spoon-fed that caused me to sacrifice the time and energy to learn knowledge.

You, on the other hand, blatantly have demonstrated with your perpetual insolence disguised as "humor" that you believe that you have everything all figured out at whatever young age you are. Like very few people, I had a distinguished amount of knowledge even by the time I was twenty-one. Sorry, but you don't quite cut it to be included in the same echelon.

Now, truthfully, I don't know much about you except that you're in "san franSISSYco."
But this causes me to postulate that you or your parents are wealthy and thus, you do exhibit some education, but it's likely that you've had shit just handed to you and that you're spoiled. That's okay, fear not, because of course, this just means that you fit right in with the rest of this pile of by-and-large uninteresting bullshit known as Sonic Youth Gossip. Your mommy and daddy bought you some hiking gear. Big deal, you'll get no cred from me for the behavior you thought would give you some.

I used to go to the mountains a lot and stay up to a few days. Now, I live in the mountains, where I always wanted to, but I admittedly don't go as often as I should.

Just wondering, but how is it that you live in San Fran, kind bud central, and don't smoke or know how to get good buds?

Whatever. These are rhetorical questions.

Darn it, you must have no life. Sorry to rub a sore wound. Know this and know it well: Throughout history, social interaction has been predicated on sex and drugs. Rock 'n' Roll and other shit came later. I mean, if you are still living with your parents then you probably have their corn cob stuck up your ass, and if you have moved out, then it's probable that they still control your behaviors a great deal. After all, you live in "san franSISSYco" and you're quite likely a rich, spoiled brat who's smart enough to yearn for a real life, but dumb enough to think you'll get it half-assed.