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ooooo ooooo .oooooo. oooooooooooo HOE E'ZINE RELEASE #553
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888 888 888 888 888 "Why Am I So Nice?"
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888ooooo888 888 888 888oooo8
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888 888 888 888 888 " by Anilos
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888 888 `88b d88' 888 o 4/6/99
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o888o o888o `Y8bood8P' o888ooooood8
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It was saturday night, and I was sitting in perkins as per usual
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with my good (and only) friend, Josh. I knew something substantial was
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going to happen this night, I just couldn't put my finger on it. We both
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only had two cups of coffee before leaving (which is VERY rare, usually we
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have about 6 cups. I kid you not, I'm fairly pathetic.) and that signaled
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the beginning of a night more eventful than usual.
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It's a sad thing when the employees at perkins know you by name and
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you know them by name. (Me and Josh have both decided to try a new place
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this upcoming weekend, but it's Spokane and that's going to be fairly
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hard.) One of the employees, Rob, I am convinced is always strung out on
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something when we get there, he's always there the same time we are and he
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usually serves us. Rob one night was particularly nutty and he decided to
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tell us of this super duper idea he had for coffee. He proposed that we
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put ice in our cups then fill it with coffee for a delicious refreshment.
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At first I was very skeptical, (and convinced he was insane) but I decided
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to humor him and did what he suggest and the weirdest thing happened, I
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actually liked it. Now, there really is no significance in this, in fact
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the idea of iced coffee I assume is already something that a lot of places
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utilize.
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"It's going to be weird leaving this place, If I do. We'll have to
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find a way to keep in touch," I said.
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"Ya, actually if your going to go to the east coast we could
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probably live near my mom and my new step dad, they're about 40 minutes
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away from baltimore," Josh replied.
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"That would be rather interesting. You were right about that Joe
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Satriani CD, the man is an amazing guitar player. Him and John Petrucci
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are really starting to get me intrigued by the idea of playing a musical
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instrument again, perhaps then you'd finally have someone to Jam with. Is
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it just me or is there a certain absence of people we know here tonight."
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"Your right, it's sort of eerie."
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"Want to go rent some movies? I don't feel like drinking any more
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coffee. I've only had two cups of coffee what the hell is going on?"
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"We need to go to a new place to drink coffee."
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"Your right, this weekend lets try the perkins down by Cavanaughs,"
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I chuckled. "Actually, I am rather sick of perkins, hopefully there's
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another place in this wretched town."
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So here we are, going to get an old (sort of) horror movie (In the
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Mouth of Madness) and one we were both rather interested in seeing. (Pi)
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Actually, another friend of ours, Michelle, (Object of my depression,
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anger and crappy creative writing on my web site.) was adamant about
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seeing it and I felt it would be appropriate to spite her and rent this
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movie and watch it without her. It was kind of mean for me to do such a
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thing, but I think it's a fitting punishment for never calling me. (but
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then again, no one does.)
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She said "Ryan, we should just have a sleep over at your house, eat
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junk food and rent movies like 'Pi', it would be real fun. Me, you and
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Josh.
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"Ok, just call me sometime this soon so we can set everything up."
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"Ok, I promise I will."
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Well, Michelle, It's been two weeks and my phone hasn't rang for
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me, at all, not even once, I don't even get wrong numbers for christ's
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sake. It's almost as if I'm being avoided on purpose.
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We reached blockbuster video at about midnight, I didn't want to
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rent from blockbuster since I had a late charge thanks to my little punk
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ass g-funk wannabe brother, Jordan. But, Hastings was closed and
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Hollywood video was too far away for Josh to drive. We got out of the car
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and notice these two seedy looking guys approaching us, we both figure
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they're drunk off their ass and probably will just try to assault us.
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(typical cliche') Before we go inside Josh heard them call for us, but
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both of us didn't make it out and just proceeded inside. We got the movies
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and approached the counter, we had just been there the night before but I
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didn't have the money to pay the late fee. This time though it was
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different, now I had forgotten the blockbuster card but had the money. I
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uttered a particularly nasty curse under my breath and told her I didn't
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have my ID on me, school, or otherwise. But thankfully the same lady who
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had worked the previous night was working here again and was very nice.
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"Well, just give me some information about where you live and who's
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name the card is under."
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I told her the required information and just hoped she would allow
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me to rent these movies.
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"I'll just make it look like I asked for your card and you showed
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it to me, ok? Just promise me you'll bring your card next time."
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It was odd, here was a really nice person, bending the rules so my
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lameass can rent some movies. Maybe Humanity, well Spokane in particular
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isn't entirely hopeless when it comes to generosity and kindness. As we
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left the door and proceeded to Josh's car we again noticed the drunk
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looking man again and Josh hurried to the car, I knew he was coming in our
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direction, a lot of things were running through my head. Who was he?
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What did he want? Is he crazy, drunk, or a homicidal maniac? Am I
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blowing this way out of proportion? No, he was none of these.
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"Hey, do you have a $1.50 I can have? My friend and I are stranded
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here and need to take the bus home."
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Not a murderer or drunken slob, Not a lunatic babbling incoherently
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or even a homeless bum. He was just a man trying to get home. My natural
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affinity to be kind and generous kicked in and I gave him my last two
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dollars so he could get home. I got in the car.
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"What did he want?"
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"He needed money for a ride home, so I gave him some money."
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"I was half expecting him to try to pick a fight with us or
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something."
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"Ya, me too..."
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Suddenly it hit me. Like a ton of bricks, a bag of cement in the
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crotch (it hurts just saying that, now that I think of it.)
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"Jesus christ I'm way too fucking nice. I don't even know if the
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guy really needed the money, but I didn't care. I was generally concerned
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about the poor guy."
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I could sit here all day and bitch about how me being so nice to
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everyone is totally contradictary of how I'm treated in return. But I'm
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not going to, what I'm curious to know is why I'm so nice and how the hell
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did I get so nice? Now that I've read over this pretty dumb story with
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no true meaning behind it, I realize that while you can be the nicest guy
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on the planet, that probably means you can't write stories (or articles for
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that matter) worth shit. I think I blew this whole thing way out of
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proportion, my medicine makes me prone to mood swings so maybe that's why
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I'm so erratic. Only 4 more months though, until this dumb (But
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necessary) treatment is over. But that's a story for another time. Until
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then, stay in school and don't do drugs kids (I had to put something
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wholesome).
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[ (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #553 - WRITTEN BY: ANILOS - 4/6/99 ]
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