You clearly can't read for comprehension. I've advised you before, if you actually read someone's post (in its entirety) before you start typing your inane gibberish, you might improve
When I said that I know roc because he left the environs of Gaychat to fight his crusade elsewhere, I obviously meant on other sites, not to be a great family man yada, yada
Basic logic, ability to read (for comprehension), these are things well beyond your means. You're a retard, your IQ is on the fucken floor. I'm sorry about that, I'm sorry for your troubles
So first you posted this
at 1930 and then twenty-two minutes later at 1952 you posted this
..??
Of course, as insane and retarded as roc is.. he saw you coming
He correctly identified your personality - insecure narcissist. He knew that all he had to do was stroke your ego and you'd be working for him for free (story of your life with Jews, eh Dáithí
)
You're pretty much everyone's gimp online, you should stick to your Walter Mitty private world and stop embarrassing yourself in public
So you spent twenty-two minutes wondering if the first post might annoy/irk/irritate me, and worrying it didn't, you took a second swing at it?
You're obviously casting about again, trying to grab onto things that aren't even there, anything to appear '
ard enough' and tough like bricks.
Jimmy, you'd need to wake up much earlier, try much harder, and know what you're talking about before I'd even flicker an eyelash.
It's really weird knowing there's someone out there constantly thinking about me in ways I can't even imagine, let alone them trying to reach in through the internet portal to my personal domain via my computer screen to try to alter the mood of my day. Your obsession with me is getting out of hand, Jimmy. Maybe you should try going dry for a week to see how your body reacts to not having cheap alcohol running through your system, fucking with your already unbalanced mind and uncontrollable rages you fly off into with an alarming increase as the days pass.
Even past F1 events can trigger something in you that causes you to rage and scream at the other kiddies in Daemon's yard.
You're still getting over Covid19 - years after the actual pandemic: what's that about, Shay?
Seriously, stop drinking
ALONE - go to a bar or cafe even once a week and have a drink there instead, do some people watching. See how the world merrily turns on it's own happy axis while you're still trying to sort out all of her problems for her. May it'll teach you that the world doesn't need you to worry about it. It's a big grown-up world, it has it's own seasons and its own bacteria - like you, crawling about, searching for meaning, for sustenance, for reason and direction.
Drinking
to get drunk when you're the only person in house is a step far beyond the normal ruination the demon drink can cause.
It's a sign that things inside aren't working as they should, so maybe you might consider addressing a qualified professional for their opinion?
It's just a suggestion: I'm clearly not the only person out here in the wider world who's concerned about your mental state and your physical addictions.
Also: read up on the studies into Ireland's unique smoking habits with soap-bar hash: you're aware that Ireland's the only place it's generally available for sale?
No other legal outlets in EU cities sell such dangerous filth, and the shit that's added into the mix runs to a long list that'll surprise even the most addicted smoker like yourself. Buyers who travel to the sources of these types of hash usually buy a decent quality of hash that's relatively clean and safe. But by the time they cook it up in a big pot and start adding things in, that's when you should take your eighth of an ounce and dump it where nobody can find it. Imagine smoking something that a handler five stages down the supply chain has either taken a shit in himself, or he's added some of his pet/animal's shit in instead? That's likely what's fucking you all up, Jimmy. Weed may be a little more expensive, but it's far cleaner - if you have a quality farmer supplying you with his harvest.
I know money's tight, especially when you're trying to survive on welfare, but the thing is that it's actually cheaper in the long run - because you don't need to smoke so much of it. If you're used to smoking say ten spliffs a night of hash, you'll find that you'll only be smoking three or four spliff of weed to get the same brain-dead hit you're searching for. So if an eighth of hash costs you X amount and an eighth of weed costs you XY amount, do the math and see what your brain cells are taking a hammering for. It's likely only a few quid in the difference, so it's a question of self-worth - which is a big problem for you, I know.
Last night you were so angry with David and I - you were in a right strop, throwing out the insults and bemoaning your lot, which was telling.
Today's no different, so maybe it's time for you to address what you see in that deep dark truthful mirror you cut your speed and manky coke on?
Just a suggestion, Jimmy: I know you're a biggish boy by now and can make most of your own decisions without help from the online community you rely on.
Try to have even one nice day a week, eh?
Sober, clean-shaven, clean clothes, fresh keks, the works?
Honestly, you'll feel much better for it, I promise you.
And no - thank me later, not now.
