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Oh holy sh*t that was about the worst f*cking dream I`ve ever had. - Mood:Overwhelmed

Thursday November 16 20066:15:17 AM |

So I'll share. In this dream apparently I'm living in a dorm for college, and I'm staying in this room that is pretty much BAREST of bare necessities, and at first it's me with a bunch of randoms but then people that I know get added to the mix. First it's my latest Ex, but she won't talk to me. Then it's my friend Aliesha, but she won't stop flirting with me. So then, My asst. supervisor from work comes in and she's cleaning out HER fridge because it went bad and wants me to check mine and then go down the hall. When all of the sudden someone comes in and says "Phil, visitor!" And it's my mom, and she's standing there and I'm like "What the hell is she doing here?" And she's brought me dinner on her way back from her vacation. So we go to a common room and we sit down and I'm eating dinner with my Grandmother, my mother, my stepdad, and my half brother. We are eating steak and leaves and steak wrapped in leaves. Then all the studden

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Pictures??? And here I am without a lucha libre mask. - Mood:Good

Tuesday November 14 200611:18:16 PM |

I've gotta go take photos tomorrow in my work uniform because, as my supervisor put it "In case you die, the chief wants a nice photo of you." Of course, my response to this was "Is he planning something or expecting anything?"

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*sigh* - Mood:Good

Tuesday November 14 200612:46:34 PM |

The proverbial ink isn't even dry with me breaking up with the last girl, and now my mom is trying to hook me up with a real estate agent. Now... This is offensive for a multitude of reasons. One, I'm still pissed off at all creation for the last one, which ended 2 days ago. Second, it's my mom, and she just knows how to piss me off. Third, it's a real estate agent, which is the modern equivalent of a wealthy used pants salesman. Why the f*ck is her hobby tormenting the piss out of me?

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Blood, blood, blood. - Mood:Good

Tuesday November 14 20063:19:38 AM |

Ever lose your check book? I have. I can't find it. Fortunately, all my bills are on auto pay, so I don't care THAT much, but I'd be REALLY pissed if someone got a hold of that thing and cleaned me out.

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These are things that you should not rap about: - Mood:Good

Monday November 13 20064:03:07 AM |

How many text books you can fit in your locker. How many orders you filled last quarter. Your window licking habit. Your window licking hobbit. Detailed narratives of real Crimes you have committed. Popped Collahs. Borrowing your Mom's minivan. Detailed accounts of thorough bred Cats. Which STDs you got from which hoes. Your pro wrestling career.

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F*ckin` Hell, man... Just f*ckin` hell. - Mood:Lonely

Friday November 10 20067:37:19 PM |

So... Me and that girl I was dating... We just broke up. I knew it was coming time to either get serious about it or to just break it off before it became a pain in the ass... And so did she. But yeah, it just sucks ass. Why isn't there one that's just... Right for me?

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<sigh>. How is it that I`m 25 years old and my mother STILL knows how to make me feel like sh*t. - Mood:Good

Thursday November 09 20066:34:58 PM |

And I swear to God, it's always on this one issue. I'm dating this girl. Now, my mom's opinion is that you should immediately bring any girl over that you're dating to meet the family. Like on the 2nd date. I happen to be of the opinion that she should at least get to know ME before she gets to know my family. Now... I've avoided my mother for the past MONTH because she just f*ckin' won't leave me alone about it. It's just an instantaneous, mandatory, thing she's got to shove in my face and make me feel guilty for because I don't bring this girl around to meet my mom... And it's not like I'm sold on this girl forever and ever and ever or anything. F*ck I've hardly dated her for more than like... 2 months! Tops! And she's just f*cking doing my head in. I f*ckin' HATE it.

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You`d think you wouldn`t get much sh*t for dying your hair black and shaving... - Mood:Good

Wednesday November 01 20069:14:33 PM |

People act like if you do those for Halloween, that you'll just change back at midnight like a pumpkin.

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Never has 30 minutes seemed to last SO long. - Mood:Good

Saturday October 28 20064:59:26 PM |

When dying one's hair, remember to properly ventilate the room... God this place STINKS. Well, actually my head stinks, but it's too cold out to open any windows. And I'm speckled. And my bathroom is speckled... But it'll TOTALLY be worth it.

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Well, it`s a good thing I hadn`t thrown out that broken bed frame yet. - Mood:Disgusted

Monday October 23 200610:31:32 PM |

because my dryer just broke and I needed something to hang all my laundry on. And I just got my car all ready for inspection this week. And I think I'm working on an ear infection. And I have a new girlfriend. What a f*ckin' way to make an impression, huh? "Well, my car's on it's last leg to the point where I have to take it in for a bunch of work to make sure it passes INSPECTION, and I'm going out to buy a new bedframe, and I'm using that bedframe to now dry my clothes." When does life move beyond the "replacing broken sh*t" phase?

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There is a 5 legged spider on my back porch. - Mood:Good

Friday October 20 20062:08:12 PM |

I'm going to name him quinty and let him live though... Unless he grows his legs back... And then he's an enemy combatant again. But Otherwise, he's a National Treasure and a stout statement of this nations perserverance.

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You know what`s funny about my bed? - Mood:Good

Wednesday October 18 200612:00:56 AM |

It's currently broken, and it's more comfortable now than when it was intact. So today I went to go get a new frame. It won't be in until Monday. I really want to go to bed, but I'm not allowed to go to bed until at least 4 AM. Tomorrow is a comic book day. That is when I buy comic books. Unitarian Universalists amuse the hell out of me, because it's a bunch of agnostics who haven't given up on organized religion, just organized beliefs. How are we today, boys and girls?

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Proverbs 27:14 - Mood:Good

Wednesday October 04 20061:08:51 PM |

Just a reminder to your morning type f*ckers.

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We`re under attack from every angle, walking in the dark without a candle. - Mood:Lonely

Tuesday September 26 20067:29:33 AM |

Gimme 52 billion reasons not to like Akuma and I may stop it. Otherwise, I'm going to keep rocking out to my new post-apocalyptic hip-hop muse, and allayall can gargle my scrote.

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F*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you. - Mood:Good

Tuesday September 19 20065:40:48 PM |

I'm completely f*ckin' broken. I have been awake for a long long time, and I cannot fall asleep. My eyeballs hurt from not being able to sleep. My head hurts. My thoughts are scattering. My feet, hands, and scalp is sweating. I want to SLEEP, but I just seem not to be able to. On the other hand I did get my ears candled and that is f*ckin' awesome.

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Purple fuzzy sh*t. - Mood:Good

Monday September 18 20066:46:02 PM |

So I figured out what I'm going to try to do to my couch by Thanksgiving. I'm going to try to re-upholster my couch to make it purple and fuzzy. I think that would be freakin' SWEET. In ther news, by the time I go into work next, I will only have spent a total of 28 hours at work in 12 days. The only reason 28 is because I have to be at work for 4 hours tomorrow, but even that isn't doing bad, you know? Even if I DO have to go in at 8. Which I don't get why people schedule these training exercises at ass early in the morning. Most of us don't wake up that early on the average day and even when we're switched over to the day time schedule, that's too late to be awake. I don't get it.

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Words of Wisdom. - Mood:Good

Wednesday September 13 20068:00:14 PM |

A friend of mine went suicide girl. Her pictures aren't even up yet, but she's gotten paid for it. She's regretting it now because, and I quote: "Once you're naked on the internet, you're naked on the internet." I'm actually pretty proud of her for making that realization, and understanding implicitly what it means. That's pretty friggin' awesome for a youngin'.

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I`m in the backyard hopin` and prayin` for the comet... - Mood:Lonely

Tuesday September 12 200610:30:09 PM |

300,000 people, and I want every last one of them to move the f*ck out. 300,000 people, and I'm suffocating. 300,000 people and my streets are clogged. 300,000 people who were never supposed to be here. 300,000 people who live in fear of eachother. 300,000 people who think children shouldn't be allowed to blow bubbles. 300,000 people who can't tell a pitbull from a dalmation. 300,000 people who don't need this. 300,000 people who never asked for this. 300,000 people who can't get what they need because of 300,000 people. 300,000 people just like me. I f*ckin' hate this place. From one end to the other, I f*ckin' hate this place.

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I hate staying up for 48 hours straight. - Mood:Good

Tuesday September 12 200612:56:02 AM |

How do I sleep for that last day before work. See, the schedule I tend to keep is a 1pm wake up time to 6am. But for work, my first two days start at 6am, so I've gotta find a flop around. I've been at this for a few months now, and still have not figured out how to make those two days work, and that means that I'm just cranky and tired and sicky feeling my first day. Can anyone fathom a way to do this that doesn't include staying up or taking naps? I hate both of those.

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Uggghhh, yuck! - Mood:Disgusted

Monday September 11 20066:52:26 PM |

I forgot to post this earlier, but I'm just thought of it, and I feel it needs to be brought up. I've noticed a disturbingly disgusting trend recently, and I figured I'd comment on it. Belly shirts went out of style a while ago. In my opinion, that was a good thing. They didn't do much to accentuate the figure of more than 2 percent of the population. This was not, however, an invitation for females to start slinging their jeans shawshank style. If you have to remember to shave your pubes to wear the jeans you want to wear, don't wear them. If you can't wear a pair of bikini cut underwear with your jeanswithout the frontside hanging out, don't wear those jeans. If you're one of those people who are built to where your ass starts higher up than most people's, wear a shirt that is a size larger and cover your plumber's crack. Everything I've mentioned is gross. You're a grown up. Dress like you know you don't want to have sex with everyone.

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Some people, they call me monster. Some people, they call me saint. - Mood:Good

Sunday September 10 200610:39:17 PM |

Today my mom told me "you really need to start being around people again. You've become so uncouth." But I mean, that's just how I am. I flip things off. It's what I do. I've gotta really, really like you to not flip you off at least once a day. What's really got me irked is that it is now common that I come up in the conversation of others. That's BULLSH*T. People should be too afraid to mention my name, not wanting to tell people the crazy sh*t that I say, or tell them they like my taste in this or that or that I was wearing a cool new hoodie. Even though my new hoodie is awesome. That's besides the point, though. All you f*ckers with 42 (or sometimes 43) chromosomes should be too afraid of me to take your hands off your kidneys so you can concentrate enough to talk. You need to work on that, f'real. You need to build statues to me out of fear. FEAR.

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"Don`t have 182 illigitimate children with Captain Crunch." - Mood:Lonely

Sunday September 10 20065:24:03 PM |

I hate it when girls you know it would never work with give you the lusty eyeball. There's this chick that I hang out with... And she's quitting smoking, and so her libido is going to be through the roof... And she's already giving me the eye. And I've already got a panty-dropper kiss. But I know it'd never work out. And I know that I'd just be pissed at myself for my weakness. But it's been so long since... Anything... And honestly I'm wondering if I'm not just forcing myself into despiration. But I don't want to repeat the same bullsh*t mistakes over and over and over and pretend that it's fun. I'm so sick of this... This void. And I'm so sick of being surrounded by people who I'm flat out NOT compatable with, but who I'd bang the everloving piss out of.

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Lo, for I am death, stealer of pie. - Mood:Good

Saturday September 09 20063:51:50 PM |

I'm going back on the airwaves, f*ckers. This time, I'm not spinning rock'n'roll, though. I'm telling police where to go. I'll be in training for about 2 months, but then after that I'll only have an upwards of half the contact with the citizens of this county that I had before, which is just as well. After that, though, getting on the Fire radio should be cake (or so I'm told... I'm sure I'll f*ck that up somehow). Anyways, I still have no motivation to wake up. Or sleep. Or wake up. Or sleep. I'm convinced that no matter how you do it, 23-27 at least will still suck ass.

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When I lose motivation, I lose it hard. - Mood:Good

Friday September 08 20063:31:37 PM |

I hope this break is better than the last, you know? I've just lost all desire to finish my last two nights soley based on the the past two days. I at least caught up on my sleep, but I need good things this break. Things that don't have me spending long stretches of time being discontent and unfulfilled. Things that'll make this present push forward a little bit easier on the brains. I've just been running on empty for too damn long.

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I am mod. - Mood:Good

Thursday September 07 200611:33:01 PM |

I delete sh*t. Don't forum flood, don't post porn, and don't be a douche. Since you've already been banned like... 7,000,000 times, you know the score.

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