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[Dec. 2nd, 2009|06:33 pm] |
It's... difficult to know people.
I think Carface said it best. "Morons. I'm surrounded by morons." |
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[Nov. 6th, 2009|02:23 am] |
| [ | soundtrack to my strife |
| | Ministry- "(Every Day) is Halloween" | ] |
I would like to wear my Halloween costume every day.
If only to give the douchebags of the world a REASON to interrupt whatever solitary activity I have steeped myself indulgently into (usually a most enjoyable favourite of mine; WALKING DOWN THE EFFING STREET) and open their gaping hillbilly hollow mouths only to regurgitate over and over their insidiously redundant diatribe of "hyuck, hyuck It's a little early for Halloween, ain't it? hyuck, hyuck".
No, it's the middle of June, you dumbshit. I thought I was right the fuck on.
... But I digress. My costume rocked and shall be pimped out yearly henceforth until such time that a suitable replacement is tailored. |
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| THE. BEST. FUCKING. IDEA. EVER. really my friends are THE SMARTEST |
[Oct. 20th, 2009|11:26 pm] |
Hey, wanna drive out to Bumblefuck Nowhere up a winding mountain in the middle of the night to pick up my dumbass friend who's camping in the woods by himself and just got attacked by wild dogs and while we're there we'll get lost, our cell phone will die, we'll run out of gas, AND we'll stop every random texas chainsaw redneck on the way and TELL THEM WE'RE LOST AND OUR CELL PHONE'S DEAD AND WE'RE OUT OF GAS and ask them if they'll help and please don't rape and kill us AND THEN we'll get out in the woods IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT and search near aimlessly for said dumbass friend in the pitch dark with a shitty cellphone light WHERE WILD DOGS ATTACKED HIM?
And I said okay.
Edit: The most amazing thing about this story? That's not even all of it. There's an epilogue. |
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[Oct. 9th, 2009|06:00 pm] |
Uh... because I watch too many cartoons, take them too seriously, have a lot of time on my hands, have an assload of music on my computer, and I recently discovered that I like Adobe Premiere.
Mostly, though, it is because I am a Grade A Real Life Bona Fide DORK.
They aren't even proper AMVs as they are not anime. I don't know if that's sadder or more acceptable.
*** GEEK TO THE MAX *** |
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[Oct. 5th, 2009|08:48 pm] |
As my best friend has confirmed to me, we are on the cusp of something. Good or bad, I don't know. Things with us are usually terrible or wonderful... Mostly the former, but maybe that means we're due for something terribly wonderful?
She probably will hit me, maybe. |
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[Sep. 11th, 2009|09:02 pm] |
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I *heart* Jordan Lansburg. |
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[Aug. 29th, 2009|12:01 pm] |
| [ | soundtrack to my strife |
| | Georgia Satellites- "Keep Your Hands to Yourself" | ] |
So, now I'm going to have to buy a PSP.
Let me put this straight- I LOVE PSP but never had a good enough reason to get one. Or, you know, money.
But now there is DISSIDIA. A final fantasy game. A fighting game. A FINAL FANTASY FIGHTING GAME.
And it's only for PSP. Those. Fuckers. |
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[Aug. 18th, 2009|01:37 am] |
| [ | soundtrack to my strife |
| | Bauhaus- Bela Lugosi's Dead | ] |
You know what happens when you're at work with NOTHING to do but listen to someone bitch in your ear for eight hours and the only program you can access on the computer network outside of your employee files is MS PAINT?
You mute the fucker on the phone and make that program your bitch. I never was so good with a mouse and a 24-bit color palette.
- So, I was having dinner with my wife and I went to ask her to pass the salt but instead it came out, "You bitch. You ruined my life." |
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[Aug. 16th, 2009|02:02 am] |
| [ | soundtrack to my strife |
| | Placebo- Battle for the Sun | ] |
Okay, so I'm on another concert venture, only this time I actually AM going FOR SURE but still I could use some help in the cash department... so... anyone want to go to California to see Placebo?
Already paid for rooms. Tickets are still on sale (bought mine already) so all you'd need to do is buy your ticket and chip in for gas/food/bullshit.
...Not that I expect this is actually going anywhere but can't hurt to get it out, y'know? |
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[Aug. 13th, 2009|03:05 am] |
| [ | soundtrack to my strife |
| | Placebo- Battle for the Sun | ] |
Well, God damn it, I'm excited. |
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| To Jennifer |
[Jul. 12th, 2009|11:37 pm] |
Our love.
My little girl.
You are going to make it and in this you haven't got a choice.
We are three. No matter how much I, you, or Lindsey bitches. You belong to us.
With love. With love. With love. With love. With love. With love. With love. With love. With love. With love. With love. With love. With love. With love. With love. With love.
Jennifer Marie Norris is loved. Tell her so. |
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[Jun. 21st, 2009|11:35 pm] |
... So, anybody want to spot for tickets to see Tool in North Carolina on Wednesday July 29th?
I'll totally pay you back for mine. And I 'll spot the hotel room. And drive.
I'm just broke, like, right this second. When they're available. Of course.
...please?
...I don't even have to know you, really.
At all. |
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[Feb. 19th, 2009|02:36 pm] |
| [ | soundtrack to my strife |
| | Guns N' Roses- "Sweet Child O' Mine" | ] |
Simplicity. I miss it.
When gay boys macking was all I could ever need. |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|01:22 am] |
So we all know the T.I song, yeah? Yeah.
This made me laugh for HOURS.
Seven dollar bills rolled up inside my plastic billfold
Buy you a bagel even if it isn’t day-old
And you ain't never ever gotta wear your sister’s old clothes
Long as I’m still assistant manager at Kinko's
Cut your hair with scissors and a soup bowl
You ain’t gotta pay me, that’s the way that I roll
My chick can have what she want
At Wal-Mart she can pick out anything she want
I know girl, you ain’t never had a man like that
Who doesn’t make you buy generic brand like that
Yeah You like Top Ramen?
Need Top Ramen?
Got a cupboard full of ‘em,
I’ll keep ‘em coming
You want it, I got it, go get it
Just heat it, dump the flavor packet on it and eat it
God damn it, ain't it the truth... |
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