Is there such thing as bad Karma?

I've had quite a few discussions on karma recently. I've also encountered quite a bit of reading on the concept of karma. But what do we really know about it? I myself believe that karma exists. There have been many occasions where I know karma is getting back at me for being an asshole at times. I was browsing through some interesting blogs recently and I came across one lady's discussion on karma and how she prays that it never happens to people that actually deserve it. Now that is interesting....think about it, if someone is a down right a bad person, a dick, an asshole, etc....wouldn't u want them to suffer? However, what this woman was saying was the quite the contrary...."I pray they do not have to suffer at the hands of karma." I must say, this woman must be a very nice person....shit, if some one is an asshole to me, I know karma will smack them across the face...life just happens that way. If you do wrong, your time will come. I don't need to say anything, I just believe karma will run its course. But I don't think I could ever bring myself to say what this woman said....shit, you treat someone like an asshole, your time will come. Live life treating people honestly, with respect and dignity and you can do your best to avoid the wrath of bad karma.

I had a proud moment last night while I was out with my friends. We went to Howl at the Moon once again where I drank myself silly. I started off the night with 3 long islands and it didn't get too much. THEN, Lans and I ordered the bucket....yes, I said that right...BUCKET! We drank a bucket of AMF, aka, adios motherfucker! I was still doing well though, didn't really feel the affects that much, so I thought. Well, by this time, I take notice of this big black guy who was standing at the bar with his buddy. He was dressed very well and acted very confident. I couldn't help but look. So I mentioned something Phil, one of my guy friends who told me that it was my goal to grow a set of balls that night and talk to one guy. Well, anyone who knows me is aware that I am the biggest chicken shit alive!! So I decided that I wanted change for my $5 bill. So I walked my big ass over to where he was standing and I touched his arm. I don't know what got into me, but I lowered my voice then and did that sorta seductive thing with my voice that everyone makes fun of me for. So he had the change of course and I grabbed his arm once more and leaned in to tell himm "I couldn't help but notice you from across the room, you're just so good looking!" And then I thanked him once again, and carried on my merry way to the restroom. WTF? I just walked away? I'm such a dumbass....actually I was just too damn drunk to even notice or care. What a night! I'm so proud that I wasn't a chicken shit for once in my life! Needless to say, I was so drunk, I'm surprised I picked my ass off the floor and crawled into bed. I remembered to get out of my clothes, but I forgot to put my pjs on....lmao...luckily my roomie wasn't home! Wat a weekend!