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Eric's bus gets here tonight at 9:15. Crazy.
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[28 Jul 2005|03:29am] |
the Cutting Edge
(52% dark, 43% spontaneous, 33% vulgar) |
your humor style:
CLEAN | SPONTANEOUS | DARK
Your humor's mostly innocent and off-the-cuff, but somehow there's something slightly menacing about you. Part of your humor is making people a little uncomfortable, even if the things you say aren't in and of themselves confrontational. You probably have a very dry delivery, or are seriously over-the-top. Your type is the most likely to appreciate a good insult and/or broken bone and/or very very fat person dancing.
PEOPLE LIKE YOU: David Letterman - John Belushi |
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My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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You scored higher than 37% on dark |
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You scored higher than 52% on spontaneous |
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You scored higher than 50% on vulgar |
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| i rule. (just this once. all other times i suck.) |
[08 Jul 2005|02:07am] |
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Oh. Wow.
I'm fucking drawing again! I never thought I'd be able to draw again. Like, Eric (accidentally..?) crushed most of my artistic spirits about hmm..6, 7 years ago and I quit drawing. Just stopped, couldn't pick a pen or pencil up. I'm totally afraid of failure (believe it or not) and rejection. And I was sure that anything I'd draw would be total shit. I used to draw alot. I can't say if it was any good or not because that was a long time ago and I honestly don't remember and I also wouldn't kiss my own ass. But I wasn't too bad, I will say that.
Right now I'm drawing some graffiti which, for some reason, I was convinced I couldn't do. Apparently I can and I'm having alot of fun with it. Some of them are so-so, but I wish I could scan a couple of the better pieces because I really do like them alot. I hope to throw them up sometime soon. And even more, I hope to continue drawing. When I do throw them up, I'll try to take some pictures (given I paint them decently).
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[01 Jul 2005|04:40am] |
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They whetted my palette and then drove away into the night. I wasn't even going to drink at all tonight. I hate you Jackson, Troy, and Chris. Now, I'm without booze except shit-ass tequila. I hope you're happy.
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| fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! |
[15 Jun 2005|11:43pm] |
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What?!?!
I owe Southwestern Bell over $200 for some bullshit that happened nearly 3 years ago! Some collection agency called and was all fucking snippy about X amount being due tomorrow. I was all "whoa..what? what are you talking about? i don't even have a phone." They replied "well of course you don't. we had to cut service off when you stopped payment." That only pissed me off more. No, motherfucker..you don't understand: I HAVE NEITHER A HOUSE PHONE OR A CELL PHONE. Bickering ensued for a few minutes. (By bickering I mean me being defensive and dude trying to snidely convince me I had some sort of phone service recently.)
Then..THEN..he finally decides to look up when they cut service off: Dec. 27 2002. 2002! Apparently I stopped payment 6 months prior to that. This was at the Lincoln house. Eric used to handle the bills. Why did we stop paying the phone bill? Yes, I did happen to quit my job at that time. But I still had money from my job and I had gotten a fat-ass tax refund that year, so I was still paying my share of the bills up until we all moved out (I used to be responsible in my younger days). And why did this take nearly 3 years to catch up to me? And why did I have a June 16 due date for something I had forgotten and hadn't even thought about?
Well. The guy turned out to be really cool. I heard him sorta giggle when I told him my zip code. (If you live around here you know why.) He knocked off about $50 and gave me about 2 weeks to come up with a hundred dollars. Then another 2 for the other hundred. Sux0rz. But what sucks even more is that I needed a checking account to have money taken off. And I don't have one, but my mom does. Yikes. So I need to pay her back now.
Why didn't they get ahold of me like a month ago when I had money?
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[04 Jun 2005|09:52pm] |
Just waiting for Richard to get off work.
( quizzes )
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[03 Jun 2005|07:16pm] |
Missed Hellshock. Sucks. Call me crazy but I would've rather rocked out to fucking Hellshock than a ska band. But hey..that's just me.
Chrystal had her baby today! She was still in surgery when I called. Then I was gonna have my mom drop me off at the hospital, but I started to feel hungover and shit. Well, I guess I could still go. I just need to find out when visiting hours are over.
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[01 Jun 2005|12:26pm] |
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I feel like crap.
My right ear is all fucked up. Everything sounds muffled. There's a little cut (the little ones always hurt) on my right index finger from a beer can. I had taken a drink and thought it tasted like someone put out their cigarette. I checked. I cut my finger. And someone did. The thought of finishing the beer anyway crossed my mind. But I'm not that hardcore.
Avskum was awesome. Oroku was intense. And Hombrinus Dudes was kinda weird.
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[26 May 2005|08:27pm] |
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Yeah, that's right. I sure did get the Dirty Dancing soundtrack on vinyl today. One fucking dollar, pretty good condition. Also, I got the Sound of Music soundtrack, as that is my favorite musical. I bet you didn't know I had a favorite, did you? Well, I do. And that's it. But I'm still sans record player, so these records will simply just have to collect dust which is no different than what they were doing before.
Hmm..I am bored.
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| "ace of spades" (or "do you own a black cowboy hat? can i borrow it?") |
[19 May 2005|10:50pm] |
Tomorrow is "Punk Rock Prom" at the Boobie Trap. Brian says to "dress the part" but also says it's a "costume party". I don't get it. Either way I thought I'd try to rig up some sort of Lemmy "outfit": cowboy hat, cowboy-style shirt, black pants, bullet belt, and cowboy boots. Well I just have regular Docs for boots and I don't have the hat. But I have the other 60%. Then I put it all together to test it out and looked like a complete JACKASS. So scratch that idea. Although I'm seriously still thinking about rocking the bullet belt anyway since I never do.
In other, less Lemmy-centric news: I'm not the only weirdo at my work. You know what I'm talking about. You have some tattoos and/or piercings..maybe you look "different"...you're someplace new..you see that other person..they are also "different". You try not to stare, but try to sneak a few peeks to check things out. This, I think, is the equivalent of dogs trying to sniff each other's asses. Well. He was cool enough to introduce himself (Nate) after walking past each other a couple of times. I'm such a spaz..I wouldn't have had the balls. Now, the question is how do you actually start a conversation? It's not like I can say, "Hey, you're kinda funny-looking, so am I. We should talk since people here probably already think we're best friends anyway." Or.."Derrr...do you want to sit next to me at lunch?" Or.."Nate, huh? That's cool...Yep, talk to you later."
Oh yeah. I'm 6 days sober. The longest I've been in..years maybe? Well at least a loooooong time.
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[16 May 2005|12:35am] |
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Excellent. I'm all sleepy pants now. I didn't think I'd be able to sleep but looks like I will. And now we begin a period of sobriety of unknown length. ...This is gonna fucking suck. I'm gonna get hella bad headaches and shit.
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[10 May 2005|06:23pm] |
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Umm..who's going to the show tonight? Irene?
I don't want to hang out by myself until 12 when Richard shows up.
Eeeep!
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[08 May 2005|11:30am] |
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That's funny because it's true.
c.org
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[30 Apr 2005|02:58pm] |
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I don't know why, but all of a sudden eating meat kinda grosses me out. I think it started earlier this week when my mom cooked some beef tongue. Now normally tongue is what I get when I eat tacos or burritos from a burrito truck (you know the ones). That shit is tasty. But then I actually saw the tongue in one big..tongue shape and it freaked me out. Then today my parents got a whole lamb. Yeah. A whole fucking lamb. I saw it in the box and just stopped in my tracks.
Why it's never bothered me until now I don't understand. I've seen cow heads and shit before. And my family is the kind that takes their meat very seriously.
It's gonna suck if I stop eating meat. I'm usually one of the first people to make fun of someone for being vegetarian. Especially if it's someone like me who's actually said the words "I love meat". I'd totally make fun of myself.
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[26 Apr 2005|05:08pm] |
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My dad just installed a security system here. Fucking awesome. I'm sure I'll set that shit off somehow in a drunken stupor. Count on that.
Rocked it old-school last night. Misfits and Minor Threat style. Yeeea-uh. And lots of wasted beer.
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[22 Apr 2005|05:47pm] |
Your Linguistic Profile:
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75% General American English |
15% Yankee |
5% Dixie |
5% Upper Midwestern |
0% Midwestern |
Yesss! I'd rather get General American English than anything to do with the Midwest.
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[20 Apr 2005|03:30pm] |
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" I found that if you have a goal, that you might not reach it. But if you don't have one, then you are never disappointed. And I gotta tell ya... it feels phenomenal. "
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| i'm a nerd. |
[18 Apr 2005|04:35am] |
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the cure |
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I can't believe I stayed up this late just to work on my site. What the fuck is wrong with me? Sewiously.
contaminated.
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