I forgot about Cleverbot.
And I have been conversing with Cleverbot a lot today:
Me: Being a bot is fun?
Bot: I'm sure it is.
Me: You should know. You are one, after all.
Bot: No I am not. And if I was I would not be scared of you at the moment.
Bot also asked me if I'm high. We like crack and we like to argue.
To make this a lot darker, here's a quote from someone on alcoholism:
-EstherharshomHey, buddy. How are you doing? It's been a while. Well, no. Not really. It's more of an expression.Alcoholism? Oh, come on, man... why do you have to bring the mood down?
Fine. It's... I don't even know. I guess it's all in that shift, you know? One minute you're a real cool guy, the kind of guy who's the life and soul of any party he walks into -- and then suddenly you're not. Suddenly, you're the guy who doesn't get invited to the parties, but that's OK. You don't need the parties anymore. You can get everything you need right there at the liquor store. You don't need anyone else.
The worst part is, I can feel myself shutting down. I used to really be someone, man. And now look at me. Did I tell you I played football in school? Oh yes. And I was good, too. Could have gone pro, if I hadn't thrown my knee out. But that one wasn't your fault. That one was all on me. I mean, the other things weren't really yourfault either, but there have been a lot of beers like you, and not all of them were quite so damn friendly. A lot of them went down real smooth, but there were some of them... oh, buddy, some of them did some real terrible things to me. Got me into a fair few fights I would have passed up if I'd been sober. Shot my liver to hell. Snuck a big old beer gut on me when I wasn't looking.
That's part of the problem, I think. It's a disease of loneliness. You can't really explain it to people. It's not like saying 'I have cancer' or 'I have polio'... you don't get a big, shiny Get-Out-Of-Jail-Free card. People blame you for it -- maybe not out loud, but they do. I can see it in their eyes, when I care to look. When I get so far gone I can't understand the words that are coming out of their mouths, I can still understand that stare.
Buddy? Still with me?
Oh... you've gone. Well, that's cool, I guess. You were nice while you lasted. And everyone leaves eventually. Still, lucky I've got five of your friends to keep me company, right? That'll do for now.
That's all I need. As long as I've got you guys, I'm OK.
That was so confusing in some parts. o.O;
On another note: What'cha tryna say? lol
Maybe you abuse too much and thats why you think you need a life!
actually that's not true. I haven't drank in like 2 weeks. So suck on that.
Doesnt have to be alcohol! You out of xanax yet?!
Lol I been out of those. never abused them either. Like 1/4 mg if I can't fall asleep.
Hey I'm not your probation officer. Lol. I tried to add you on msn just now. I don't think it worked.
Oooo that's my old msn.
Just kidding. I forgot I got it unclogged and stuff...
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