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May 24th, 2008
03:33 am
holy crap. almost a whole year?
do people use this damned website anymore?
i'm surprised i could still log in.
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July 13th, 2007
09:20 am
things that are stupid/suck/no longer cool
1. 1" buttons on messenger bags. you aren't punk/indie/etc. get over it. they're done
2. cycling caps with the bill popped.
3. flat billed hats
4. Thrasher (the magazine). It's terrible. i'd rather go read bad bathroom graffiti in a kansas strip mall.
6. coffee
7. Messenger Bags
8. being nice on the internetz
9. pilot hats when you aren't in a pilot's uniform, or a pilot.
10. pilot hats with big white sunglasses.
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June 25th, 2007
05:46 pm
mmm...metal rules.
go listen to:
Mortal Treason
Finntroll
Mastodon
(Lone)Wolf and Cub
All Out War
Job for a Cowboy
Rose Funeral
go find those bands and melt your face onto your keyboard.
get back to me in the morning and tell me how you feel.
Current Music: METAL
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August 10th, 2006
02:09 pm
i met chicago bmx pro kevin porter, tonight. after 5 years of living here i finally met him. i dont think either one of us will remember it.
everyone that reads this should move out of Kentucky.
and you have to love the fact that you cant bring lotion on planes this week.... that means no beating off and making yourself part of the mile high club.l
Current Music: billy idol- white wedding.
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April 22nd, 2006
02:16 am
in the URL, i almost typed goddamnit.com
but that's all i have to say b/c i know NONE of you want to hear it.
GODDAMNIT!!!
(oh, i was really mean to katie sheridan, and it felt really good to be that mean)
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March 27th, 2006
11:57 pm - now what did i have to say??
oh yea... ever have anyone leave your life and then kinda dwindel around it for a long time then one day ask you out for drinks? then just (in my own head) cock tease me?
or how bout this....
does anyone know how to stop creating impossible situations in your head?
you pick what's true.
Current Mood: emo
Current Music: missy elliot
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February 21st, 2006
07:28 pm - here comes a rant
well. here come;s the semi-annual rant. i'm warning you now that there will be some bitching.
this could be because i'm coming down off of a coffee binge, but, let's see.
so i'm sitting at work, and i've been very bitter. i've put myself in a bit of a predicement (sp?). coming upon the marriage into the real world, graduation of college, i am starting to get cold feet and want to leave the bitch at the alter. in some ways i want to move back home for the hills, the small film scene, and lack of stress. at least that's what i would hope it would be. but i can't do that. i'm starting to get sick of chicago, and i am definitly sick of school. this semester has actually been the more intresting one so far. but anyways, i'm growing tired of the windy city. is it the winter blues i'm feeling? hmm. i am tired of dealing with the incecent wind everyday on my way to or from school. riding 15mph into oncoming 20mph winds is um.. a lot of leg power that gets spent very quickly. that's what that is.
i dunno. i guess i'm getting cabin fever. i want to get out of my place, but i can't. guess i'm goin to the Horseshoe tonight.
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February 8th, 2006
09:03 pm
here's my tri-yearly update.
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November 30th, 2005
12:25 am - where this came from, i have no idea.
i was delirious on the bus on the way home this weekend and i decide to just start writing, and this is what came out...
1.
deathly sticks of former life fall in formations of military tactics. ghosts of leaves mark their positions next year. this color of death spans miles of flat soil. many here resemble this land. dead eyes and dead minds, leaving the right lane to slow the left. compitance and responce not the forte' of our neighbors, leaving hearts abroad bashed and broken.
normality and greenery are sparse in this trek of 307 yards cubed home to home. even the birds hate indiana.
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i mean to misinform and disenfranchise the coup d' etat to reprise the coital position of our Elvis Presley dinner plate. living in extraterrestrial exile and listening to brit pop dance punk. irresponsible drivers leaving citizens at rest stops in the middle of death state capitals. flatness of rocks and corn stalks. alaska screams in my ears with dying drums and hammers. watchtowers of our cell phones observe us like medieval plagues. warmth of the engine rust puts capped skulls to sleep with a knife on the brain, scapula?
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October 16th, 2005
11:45 pm
Luca Turilli is rediculious (sp?). it's like if iron maiden had been in an opera. oh man. it's great. all you metal fans (all 3 of you that read this) should listen to it, either for just the humor factor or the operetic factor.
but it's insane.
Current Mood:  drunk
Current Music: luca turilli
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