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[Nov. 28th, 2009|09:35 pm] |
There aren't enough pencils in packages for all the paper, enough AA batteries for all the clocks on all of the walls, enough sheets to cover all of the beds in every bedroom, or enough energy to power all of the televisions in every living room.
I've lost my car again, and I can't find time within time to tend to my mind. I'm speaking in riddles to keep myself guessing, and guessing time spent doing so only to be wrong. I've fallen into a hole, and I'm falling slowly. It's merely a comfortable tumble, but should I be jostled I may find the bottom.
The distilleries are working hard to feed my heart. |
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[Nov. 8th, 2009|03:06 am] |
what's up... fucking live journal. I. Am. singing while I type this. Making up songs in the form of journals. I need to be a good dragon herder.
Need to. Break away from the people. Who. Need my mone-ay.
No alarms and no suprises.
Noooo alarms and no suprises, yeah.
That turned awesome really quickly. It started out and I was like "ehhhhh..." then it kept going and I was like "eh?" then I kept going and I was like "ey!!!". Fuckin fonzy up IN YOUR WORLD.
I'm drunk. I made up a sad excuse for a mixed drink. I feel like mixed drinks were invented by the violently intoxicated. And the artistic. If I keep at this random concoction bull I think I can get something good in time for New Years. |
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[Nov. 3rd, 2009|12:29 am] |
What's worse?
Knowing that I have alot of creativity and alot of intelligence within myself with no will to create an outlet?
or
Knowing that I have alot of creativity and alot of intelligence and being afraid of it, that it might be too much for me to handle?
What's the worse deadly sin? Laziness or fear? |
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[Sep. 23rd, 2009|11:38 pm] |
Lately I've wanted to have conversation, but find myself lacking the motivation to talk to people. Something about a second point of view makes me want to get rid of my computer, quit my job, throw out my phone, and sit by myself forever.
Not sure if I'm okay with that. |
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[Sep. 9th, 2009|02:33 am] |
Stev Goldstein was a shrew of a rogue. When quelled, he was gifted a magical sword, whom restored him to his grandeur. When threatened, the sword was his strength. When threatening and FOLLOWING A FUCKING STORYLINE THE SWORD KILLED HIM AND WOULDN'T LET HIM PLAY NEVERWINTER NIGHTS ANYMORE.
Uh-noying. |
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[Aug. 31st, 2009|11:44 pm] |
Tonight whilst texting, in error, I sent someone "sweet creams" instead of "sweet dreams".
Let's change the way we say goodnight. |
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[Aug. 26th, 2009|12:26 pm] |
*Stumbles from the back of his own journal*
If I EVER end up meeting myself from the past, roughly when I was 17, I'm kicking my own ass. |
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[Aug. 9th, 2009|05:20 am] |
If it weren't for all the cute in the world I wouldn't find so many ladies attractive. I blame them. Not a spiteful blame, neither. Just a really passive one.
Stubbs the Zombie, being a video game, has the single greatest longing for love soundtrack. God damn. So much better through car stereo. |
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| Moral of Today |
[Aug. 8th, 2009|02:33 am] |
Control yourself whilst on the booze. I'm guilty of not doing it, and so is everyone else I know. It's a shame when people our age go way outside of their sober comfort level just to flex their nuts for a minute, only to regret the fuck out of it in the morning.
Have I lost friends tonight? Oh hell yeah. I'll be fine without them. I've been losing them left and right lately, anyway. |
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[Jun. 14th, 2009|10:35 pm] |
Unimportant. Worthless. Lazy.
I suck. |
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[May. 25th, 2009|10:59 pm] |
And here I am. On the cusp of another summer.
Am I in love? Nooooope. Am I out to get kisses? At soooooome point. Will I get said kisses? Nooooope.
I have to say that throwing my life into auto-pilot and doing only what is absolutely necessary has been turning out to be pretty fruitful for this ol' boy. The only time I deviate from it's natural course is when I light up a billion people's cellulars asking for hangouts or just conversation. Swear to God, cell phones and the like will be the death of Western Civilization. |
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[May. 9th, 2009|10:58 pm] |
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My life has been so boring lately. |
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[Apr. 19th, 2009|11:58 pm] |
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I walked from 72nd and Greenfield to my house (56th and Lincoln) tonight in the pouring rain because I misinterpreted a text. I really shouldn't be allowed a phone. |
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[Apr. 17th, 2009|05:00 pm] |
This you should listen to that I have been:
The Beatles - "Revolver
The Decemberists - "Hazards of Love"
Gogol Bordello - "Super Taranta!" |
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[Apr. 11th, 2009|06:29 pm] |
Buttercup Festival by David Troupes
That's all for today. |
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[Apr. 10th, 2009|02:48 am] |
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I love the musical group Zero 7. Body and soul. |
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| Update by Request |
[Mar. 31st, 2009|11:22 pm] |
So since I last posted:
- The girlfriend whom bought me the tickets to the wonderful concert I spoke of up broke up with me because she needed to find a new toy
- I'm still at Rupena's. They're thinking about training me to be a real butcher. Little do they know I'll only start killing more, but more Humans now.
- I cleaned half of my room today. The half that wasn't cleaned was all shoved into my closet. (you know you're lazy when you closet has laundry chute access and you still just pile your dirty clothes around it)
- I just scratched my head. I may even be scratching it while you're reading this
Preemtpive update:
- It's the year 2399, 927 days since landfall on Earth3. The demon lord Xarxnaxx has successfully completed his campaign over all mortal realms. We've lost contact with Earth1, and Earth2 is locked in eternal battle with the Zarlons. Humanity is doomed. Gardiner out.
And just a P.S. to that pre-emptive update: Xarxnaxx pronounced Czar Snacks. |
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| This should be read (Esp. by Ty Winter) |
[Feb. 20th, 2009|10:56 am] |
Good Morrow, Weblings
I just had to give y'all an update because something quite amazing happened last night.
Myself, John, Tony, and Gary went down to Dekalb, Illinois. After being lost for a good half hour we reached the downtown district. After reaching the downtown district we found our way to the House Cafe. That's where this story really begins.
Foxy Shazam, Dr. Manhattan, The A.K.A.S., and some shitty band that was playing their last show.
I've never, EVER been to a show that brought so much energy. That coupled with just the general friendliness of everyone there made it the single most greatest concert experience that I've had to date.
We walked in about a half hour late on the set of "The Bachelor Party Weekend" who, in between songs, would tell us that it was their last show and remind us that the lead singer had shirts that he forgot. Whoop-de-doo.
Then D-man took the stage. Holy fuck I love those boys. Non-stop energy. The crowd was receptive of their presence, and they gave back any excitement that we threw at them. They closed their set with a 5-7 minute instrumental (if I had to guess), where the band donned thick rimmed glasses, no lenses, with LED flashlights taped the sides. The house lights were dimmed and they took out all the stops. I can't wait to see these guys again.
The A.K.A.S. were really good. Gary tells me that the drums were the best part, but I wasn't really paying attention. They're like if British and American Punk Rock had a child. My attention was kind of all over the place at that point, and I feel really bad about it. I had about 3-4 beers in me within about 20 minutes and was scoping the crowd to see who we had to deal with for Foxy. I'll get their CD, though. And I'll hold it dear to my heart.
Foxy Shazam. I always knew there was something special about that boy; the way he stuck his hand out the window and flew it like an aero-plane. If I didn't love it for being able to be right up on stage next to Schuyler, or for the fact that Eric "Bel-Aired" all of us, or that John was getting eye fucked by Daisy all night (he's a dude), then I loved it just for the fact that I got to see one of the bands on my "See Before I Die" list. I honest to god have never been so sweaty or "Show high" after a set. I'm still reeling from it.
Maybe not a very concise show review, but if you were there I don't think you could do much better. |
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[Feb. 6th, 2009|04:48 pm] |
TALKING INTO A WEBCAM IS HARD!!!
But... I'm going to try to start using that, posting it to YouTube, then embedding it on here for my LJ updates.
Sooo... look.. out for me? |
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