Showing posts with label boundaries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boundaries. Show all posts

Monday, February 23, 2009

Honk! Honk!

“If they didn’t want you to drive on the sidewalks, they wouldn’t pave them.”
Before The Chemical Buddha lost his driver’s license, one of his life philosophies was if it was paved, you could drive on it. We’re pretty sure it was this thinking that lead to his losing his, as the judge put it, ‘privilege to drive’. But The Chemical Buddha was all about pushing the rules as far as he could. Maybe it was because his parents’ rules were always changing. One day it wasn’t OK to smoke pot, the next it was OK as long as he did it his bedroom. Until finally, he could smoke pot in the living room as long as he kept his pants on. Eventually, they even gave up on that. So he learned it was possible to push and get away with stuff. Of course, he also found the court of law wasn’t that forgiving. No matter how much he whined about it. The rules actually did apply to him too. Unless he was super rich.
Where in your life do you push your boundaries?
Do you try to whine and weasel your away around people’s boundaries or do you respect them and work within them? What are the results of that?

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Has a Little Wang to it.

“I’m not a big game hunter. (I don’t eat what I shoot.)”
If you had sex with The Chemical Buddha and heard this, it meant that while TCB knew you weren’t sexually satisfied, he was and didn’t have any intention of doing anything else besides going to sleep. And while it did make him an inconsiderate and selfish lover, he also knew what he would and would not do. Which seemed to be a rare occurrence because most people could be easily swayed or at least talked into buying and/or trying something. While it might appear on the surface that The Chemical Buddha was a free spirit who would do practically anything, one of the many places he did draw a line was tasting his own jizz. Those that dealt with TCB were often frustrated with this attitude. But they also knew what to expect and what they were in for when they dealt with him. To him, he thought it was important to know your limits. To know what you would do, what you wouldn’t, and what you wanted to be talked into. It made life a lot simpler.
Where in your life do you draw the line? How did you learn to draw the line there?
What unconscious lines in your life have kept you from enjoying yourself?