{"id":9609,"date":"2002-11-12T17:58:16","date_gmt":"2002-11-12T07:58:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/?p=9609"},"modified":"2012-11-20T17:58:38","modified_gmt":"2012-11-20T07:58:38","slug":"underaged-attention","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/?p=9609","title":{"rendered":"Underaged attention"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"justify\">The streets were quiet that Saturday night when I walked down the road looking for the girl who had run off. I was coming down from an initial alcoholic high where I was grimacing with each foul shot of Smirnoff vodka and lemonade (it was late, and there was little left in the way of drinks). Now I was feeling peaceful, but very tired. It was a reflection of the neighbourhood around me, the harsh illumination of the street lights and the occasional motion sensor tripping to light the entire front porch of someone&#8217;s house lighting up what would be a very dark street, placing everything in sharp profile.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\">The scene was very similar to October of last year, where I had visited a friend of a friend&#8217;s house. After a while, a girl had run off in an alcoholic stupor, forcing people to organise a search party. That same girl was now yelling at Brad, and it was her best friend now that had gone missing. It was with that same person that I had had an animated chat about hard house dj&#8217;s, owning one&#8217;s own home, and retired comedy trios (this conversation was merely an extension of the bond we shared in having the same hair colour).<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\">I don&#8217;t know what it is about drunken underage girls who feel the need to put themselves in danger so that they can either be alone for a bit, or just to get attention from those who wish to see them safe. Not only is it mystifying, it&#8217;s rather annoying when I see it repeated over again.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/web.archive.org\/web\/20041127034939\/http:\/\/snixxx.co.uk\/deadlock\/desktop.jpg\" target=\"_blank\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/web.archive.org\/web\/20041127034939im_\/http:\/\/snixxx.co.uk\/deadlock\/tn_desktop.jpg\" alt=\"\" align=\"left\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\">I&#8217;ve been tweaking my Rikku-themed desktop for the past couple of weeks with some degree of success, although the winamp plugin that comes with the desktop skinning program doesn&#8217;t like to show the artist of the song being played. Each of the buttons can be clicked on to bring up different windows and programs; for instance, the &#8216;i&#8217; will bring up the internet browser, the &#8216;m&#8217; will load up the music window, &#8216;x&#8217; loads Windows Explorer, etc. I like the way it&#8217;s turned out so far.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The streets were quiet that Saturday night when I walked down the road looking for the girl who had run off. I was coming down from an initial alcoholic high where I was grimacing with each foul shot of Smirnoff vodka and lemonade (it was late, and there was little left in the way of &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":11,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9609","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9609","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/11"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9609"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9609\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9611,"href":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9609\/revisions\/9611"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9609"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9609"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9609"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}