Sex , Violence and U.N peace keeping

Its none stop now with couch-surfers .......... oh and what are the chances of hosting a guy who was a member of the young persons republic of China and a girl from Taiwan. I didn't even realize it might be an issue because I'm very ignorant on everything and anything political or geographical. My Dad sat me down and explained why it was funny. I don't get why Taiwan can't be its own country if the Taiwanese wants to be. I want Independence for California and Austin can be a province. In light of that I gave the Chinese guy the couch and declared the double bedroom as Taiwanese territory. Lots of Asians are making there way here including most recently a Malaysian girl. I took her to my favourite bar and we got all drunk and flirty.......she was like all on my jock the entire time. I have to get to know a girl before I'll let anything happen. She tests out cancer and HIV drugs on patients. I liked her and she put up with a lot of shit. My dad arranged this trip for us in the country and in general I tend to be very sensitive around his company forever scared he's gonna act like an ass or make a scene or do something embarrassing. I'm use to it and anything like that just washes over me but he involved himself in my affairs and he acted like the biggest jackass and started a completely inappropriate argument with me in front of her and she was still a complete stranger as far as I was concerned. Just because I wanted to use the Sat-Nav. He objected to the sound it would make but he was too busy shouting at me to notice that I said I would turn the sound off. Everything has to be a certain way with him. He's so often and arrogant obnoxious pig-headed churl at times. I felt terrible and I refused to go because I'm not gonna be responsible for anyone elses behaviour but my own. I was so mad as soon as he came back in the house I grabbed him by the throat I said "Your lucky I don't knock you out" and that "I don't ever want you to be involved with my guests ever again". I felt all guilty about about it but the great thing is he really got the message. Phycologists (the sensible proffesion without the facism) say you have to go through a phase of understanding that your parents aren't perfect. I'm about 10 years late but I'm there as I say he's arrogant and has an I'm better than thou attitude to everyone. Candy will be meeting me in Brisbane next year, shes a Christian and I feel the same way as you do about Religion. She has May- December potential I think........

Call 999.......I've gone crazy!!

It all started with the craziest of delusions. It was a hard call I couldn't tell anymore. But why then do I have a clear memory of this. I could recall owning this mysteryious device that made things appear and disapear .... it was a kitchen sized appliance that one put things inside and they dissapear or re-apear. I remember being amazed at using it for the first time and putting my cat in it then taking of the lid looking inside it and finding it empty. I was compelled to go my Nanner's flat as I had a strong inclining that I had given it to her before she died and the Landlord had re-leased the place without giving us chance to collect her stuff....... To Musab and all of his irritating freinds. Oh crap I thought, I had only just got rid of him. Why is he living there now. I get to the apartment and I'm very contious of not wanting to impose because if I say I'm there just to look for something he won't beleive me , he'll assume I'm just there to smoke weed and drink and never leave. Don't tell him your looking for a thing that makes stuff dissapear he'll think your crazy. I made it clear I was just there to look for something but he was still an ass about it "But you can't stay, when you find it you have to go". Something just isn't right though, I remember thinking and yet everything looks right.... I walk through and theres the coffee table and I think yeah it might be under there. The more I look around .... the more disorientated I start feeling and the more distressed I am because I can't figure out what I'm doing .... this is too crazy ...I seem to have this false memory and I have no idea why. "What are you looking for ?" Asked Musab. I'm standing there baffled leaning on the kitchen counter looking down at my hands
"I don't know!!"...... "I can't for the life of me figure this out, I mean for some reason I can remember and its as clear to me as me standing here now having owned this .........but it was also a dream.....I think. Its crazy I have these dreams that re-occur." Musabs just looking at me like I've lost it completely and then suddenly..... "My hands are frozen!!" Something is very wrong .... maybee its Scitzophrenia. "Musab call an ambulance now something is very wrong with me right now... I think I'm having a stroke or I don't know"
"Ok no problem!! Don't worry!!" Through the haze of it all I can see Musab getting the phone but I don't remember him dialing I'm too busy looking down at my hands.
"Fuck I can't feel them!!" In fact I think i'm hallucinating my hands because in actual fact I know I'm not leaning on them as I know have them on my hips. "Musab can you see where I have my hands right now? I'm hallucinating an extra pair of hands!!"
"I have someone on the phone for you!!" Musabs there holding the phone to my ear.
"Hello Sir? I was speaking to your freind I think your having a fit its a kind of epilepsy its not one where you fall over but it can happen like that its more of a perpetual day dream." As soon as I heard this I was cautious of not giving them any information about who I am and If I have to I'll tell them I'm someone else completley. If theres any record to say I have epilepsy then my career is over. "Its a shame because it means you can't come flying with us anymore, you won't pass the medical!!"
Who the fuck has Musab called? Its not possible... how does he know the number of the flying club and why would he do that? I couldn't accertain if they knew who I was .....I'll fucking kill him!! "Look I'll have to call you back" By this time my episode seemed to have passed but everything seemed completly bizzare still. I get off the phone and I made out that someone had left the room and this Saudi is standing there!! For all I know he could be Musab and my mind is playing tricks on me. "Are you Musab? Where the fuck is he?" Next thing I know I'm outside and I find my cat!! Then yes perhaps it was somewhat predicatble but I wake up to find it was a dream.