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[11 Jan 2005|10:48am] |
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Nothing new here except I had one of the worst hangovers ever a few nights ago. I drank about 10 beers and I was feeling really good at first and then i ended up passing out on the couch. I woke up a few hours later with a pounding headache and the need to puke. It took me quite a while to vomit and it sucked. I'm not drinking again until at least next weekend. Other than that I sat around at home and I did a 300 piece Simpsons puzzle that I found lying around the basement, only to find out later on that one of the pieces was missing. That pissed me off.
I just got back from the barbershop and I got a new haircut, it's been awhile since I've gotten one of those. They really did a good job on it. Well i'm out of here so i'll catch you all later.
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[09 Jan 2005|12:26am] |
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Today was a pretty good day for being a usual lazy saturday.
I found out whats wrong with my car today. It turns out I have a dead battery, which means I could charge it up if i wanted to but it would eventually die again, so i would be better off buying a new one. I hope its not expensive.
I was at Brandons most of the day hanging out with him and Lauren. All we did was play pool and watch Starsky and Hutch.
I'm drinking Smirnoff Twisted Green Apple right now. It's not my favorite drink but its doing the job for me. Especially since i'm on my 6th one as i type.
good night
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| Alright get this... |
[07 Jan 2005|12:35am] |
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I was sitting downstairs and I was thinking about leaving the house for a bit and rent a movie or get a bite to eat. I thought it was a good idea so I get out of the house and walk out to my car. It's covered with layers of snow so I bust out the old brush and wipe it all off. After I get that shit done I get into my car and put my key in the ignition. Here's the fucked up part...IT WON'T START!!! After trying and trying countless times, I eventually give up and go back in the house and get on the computer. Hopefully I can get it to start tomorrow, sitting around the house sucks.
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| Why are you such a stupid asshole? |
[06 Jan 2005|10:50pm] |
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Ummm...today i sat on my ass and watched simpsons dvd's because i didnt feel like leaving anywhere. I also made a grilled cheese sandwich. it was good. i wish i had a 12-pack of Budweiser. but you can't always get what you want...
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| boring wednesday |
[28 Jul 2004|03:54pm] |
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well my computer was down for a week because someone spilled blue kool aid on my keyboard and fucked it all up. oh well i managed to get a newer one for a cheap price so i'm back online. i don't have to work today so all i'm going to do today is download new songs and probably go to brandon's later on...i'm outta here
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[20 Jul 2004|10:17am] |
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Wow, i haven't written in this in a long time. Here's whats been up these past couple weeks. I managed to get a job at a retirement home. The reason i'm working these is because my old car broke down on me awhile back and i'm trying to save $500 up so I can buy a Jeep off my dad. Anyway, working there is not too bad. All I do is work in the kitchen and serve up snacks and read Bingo games. That's a whole lot of fun. Oh well, I gotta get ready to go in a half hour. Until next time...
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| The Cure - Charlotte Sometimes |
[06 Mar 2004|07:39pm] |
All the faces
All the voices blur
Change to one face
Change to one voice
Prepare yourself for bed
The light seems bright
And glares on white walls
All the sounds of Charlotte sometimes
Into the night
With Charlotte sometimes
Night after night she lay alone in bed
Her eyes so open to the dark
The streets all looked so strange
They seemed so far away
But Charlotte did not cry
The people seemed so close
Playing expressionless games
The people seemed so close
So many other names
Sometimes I'm dreaming
Where all the other people dance
Sometimes I'm dreaming
Charlotte sometimes
Sometimes I'm dreaming
Expressionless the trance
Sometimes I'm dreaming
So many different names
Sometimes I'm dreaming
The sounds all stay the same
Sometimes I'm dreaming
She hopes to open shadowed eyes
On a different world
Come to me scared princess
Charlotte sometimes
On that bleak track
(See the sun is gone again)
The tears were pouring down her face
She was crying and crying for a girl
Who died so many years before
Sometimes I dream
Where all the people dance
Sometimes I dream
Charlotte sometimes
Sometimes I dream
The sounds all stay the same
Sometimes I'm dreaming
There are so many different names
Sometimes I dream
Sometimes I dream
Charlotte sometimes crying for herself
Charlotte sometimes dreams a wall around herself
But it's always with love
With so much love it looks like
Everything else
Of Charlotte sometimes
So far away
Glass sealed and pretty
Charlotte sometimes
download this song NOW!!! it's bad ass...
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| Seen And Not Seen |
[12 Jan 2004|07:12pm] |
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He would see faces in movies, on T.V., in magazines, and in books....He thought that some of these faces might be right for him....And through the years, by keeing an ideal facial structure fixed in his mind....Or somewhere in the back of his mind....That he might, by force of will, cause his face to approach those of his ideal....The change would be very subtle....It might take ten years or so....Gradually his face would change its' shape....A more hooked nose... Wider, thinner lips....Beady eyes....A larger forehead.
He imagined that this was an ability he shared with most other people....They had also molded their faced according to some ideal....Maybe they imagined that their new face would better suit their personality....Or maybe they imagined that their personality would be forced to change to fit the new appearance....This is why first impressions are often correct...Although some people might have made mistakes....They may have arrived at an appearance that bears no relationship to them....They may have picked an ideal appearance based on some childish whim, or momentary impulse....Some may have gotten half-way there, and then changed their minds.
He wonders if he too might have made a similar mistake.
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[07 Jan 2004|09:23pm] |
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my friend's the seat on my toilet
and he always seem to shout at me
oh, mister, don't you pee on me
when I'm sitting it's a totally different story
then he doesn't seem to play me mind
he's not afraid of my fat behind
and on the unfortunate occasion
when I miss the bowl and pee on him
lets me off with a smile and a warning
don't do it again...
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[04 Dec 2003|03:15pm] |
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ok, i stopped by nicks last night and i met up with brad. he wanted to pick up a DVD player at wal-mart so i gave him a ride up there since he had some cruise. we picked up pat on the way and we went on some dirt roads. we smoked like 3 or 4 bowls and then we went into wal-mart. pat was looking at the video games and shit and me and brad were looking at dvd players that cost around 40 or 50 bucks. we couldn't find the one we were looking for so i asked this old dude working there and he said he would be right back but he walked over to the fuckin tvs and started watching a fuckin harry potter movie. we weren't getting any help even though his jacket said HOW MAY I HELP YOU? well anyways about 10 minutes later we finally got the shit we needed and we left. i dropped pat off and me and brad smoked more. then i went home and matt called me. i ended up crashing over there last night. then this morning i slept in until 12 and we smoked a few cigarettes and then we went to the bank and shit. then we went back to matts and tommy came over and shit and we were checking out all the equipment and shit in matts basement. its pretty cool. now im home and im goin to work in like a half hour so peace out.
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[01 Jun 2003|04:50pm] |
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ok this livejournal shit is friends only now!!
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[29 May 2003|10:37pm] |
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ok i dont even know why i even type in this livejournal bullshit. because there is nothing really important in here!!! its all shit in here. whenever i do have something cool to write...whats the point? all i get is comment after comment of threats to blow up my car. thats all fun and games but its also pretty fuckin stupid. the only people who have livejournals are basically people who have nothing better to do than fuck with other people and make a big deal out of it. thats why most of the people i am friends with who have a journal never really write in it too much. i dont either. because basically who really cares? who cares if i stayed out late on friday night and got wasted? who cares how much my school sucks? who cares how fuckin great alot of various bands are? I dont really think anyone really takes their time to read this shit. there is nothing interesting about it at all. it just turns into drama and gossip, plus it also gets boring after a while. so i'm pretty much done writing for now. yawn.
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| BIG ELECTRIC CAT |
[27 May 2003|11:45am] |
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school sucks. i cant wait till i get out of here. there is nothing to write about. except that the Talking Heads are a kick ass band.
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[13 May 2003|10:01pm] |
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you are going to die and pay for what you do to people. burn in hell.
psshh funny. the threats i get off this livejournal bullshit are pretty amusing. its like they dont scare me but they make me laugh.
anyways my day was an alrite day. i smoked bud mostly the whole day thru...some before school, lots after, blah blah blah. i'm also starting work on my movie for 6th hour which i am basically taping a bunch of my different friends doing crazy ass shit and i am going to put the best parts into my movie. tomorrow me and nick are going to film a segment on getting following fatass phil high which is funny since hes a kid who gets high off cigarettes (one time he smoked one and he started dancing and shit) and we dont know what were doing for the whole thing yet. i gotta get to bed tho, i gotta pick up someone before school so they can borrow my guitar case to hold their bass in. heres to tomorrow being another great day...
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| I'm back at least until another 2 weeks. |
[12 May 2003|10:19am] |
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hey people. i'm back for now, i just have no time to type in this livejournal shit. anyways what has been going on lately is working on graduating high school so i can get out of that place. getting ready for my trip to England for 10 days. also i really want to get a job when i come back and hopefully get my own place. if i do get my own place it aint gonna be in howell. hopefully it will be royal oak which is not a hick town. also this friday its tiffanys birthday and im going to go to her party. same with sean and josh and them. also jessica will be there which will be cool as hell. im at school right now 3 hours after the morning smoke (get it anyone?) and im ready to step out for a while for another. not cigarettes by the way. 3rd hour is sooo boring...school is boring...cant wait till im out of here....im done man
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