A quiz, but a thoughtful one. (Or: Hello Kitty: The Anti-Drug)

[thistlechaser]

Even though I don't usually put the results into my own LJ, when one of my friends (or friends' friends) puts a test in their journal, I usually take it. This morning I took the 'Which Hello Kitty are you?' one.


what fucked version of hello kittie are you?
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This offended me, so much so I sat up straighter and glowered at the screen. When did I become so anti-drug? I've never been pro drug, and I never used them, but for as long as I can remember I've been rather 'live and let live' about them; *I* won't use them, but if you want to? Eh, it's your life.

After this reaction to the test, I thought back about other things. On the MUSH, on the OOC channels, we joke about a lot of stuff. Sex, death, eating human flesh, just about anything. The only thing I don't let go on is joking about drugs. Same thing on the staff channel the other night: Someone joked about smoking pot and it made me mad. Why? I guess in some ways I feel responsible for these mostly younger people. Also, I guess I lost my 'live and let live' feelings on it. Drugs are bad, mmmkay? (Or maybe I'm just becoming more of a stick in the mud as I get older...)

Comments

Drugs...

[evilgrayson.livejournal.com]

My head - and my body - are screwed enough that I really don't need any help from anything illegal. I don't mind other people smoking a bit of dope - had a friend who couldn't breathe without the stuff, and another for whom it's the only painkiller that works - but I'm not interested for myself, never have been.

Besides, with the odd effects even regular drugs have on my system, I really don't dare. Alcohol? I'm as tipsy as I want to get after a pint of weak cider. I used to be so allergic to the stuff that I'd have a hangover that lasted a week after eating a single Belgian chocolate, or some steak in ale stew. Caffeine? Sends me hyper and prevents me sleeping at all - unless I'm at work. Painkillers? Anything strong enough to touch the pain sends me delirious, then drops me straight back in it a few hours later.

Hell, why bother with dope? I can get stoned on Polos... (Lifesavers to you Americans, you know, the mints with the holes?)

EvilGrayson, who simply can't handle any sort of loss of self-control.

[fealu-bryne.livejournal.com]

Hey... sorry 'bout yesterday. I do tend to say stuff without thinking sometimes, and I didn't really know it'd bother you so much. I wouldn't have said it otherwise. I'm sorry!

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[thistle-chaser.livejournal.com]

No need to be sorry... just don't do anything that'll hurt your life! :)