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[Sep. 5th, 2006|10:05 pm] |
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So last thursday I got hitten by my second car this year. This time the accident was way worse but i came out with only a few scratches.
I was halling ass down North street. I'm about four streets from my house. I look at the cars on the side of the road making sure to not get doored ever again. I look back down at the pavement, making sure no potholes will end my life. I look up once more and notice the Family dollar manager on her smoke break. Next thing I know I'm sliding across the hood of an arrowstar van. I believe what saved my life that day was the fact that I used to skateboard.
When i looked up to see my fate, not only slapping me in the face but riding over me, I knew just what to do. Feeling my bike get sucked under the van, my natural reaction was to lean the other way, as you would do to correct your balance on a skateboard. So my bike goes under the car and I slide on the hood for a quick 15 feet. I sit up to realize that I'm no longer on the left side of the car but the right side. I Also realize that im about 20 feet from were i was, 15 feet into Fairfield.
Surprisingly humanity is still around. The guy that hit me, stop to see if i was ok, but then quickly took off. I was dumbfounded. But the humanity came from everyone that wittnessed it. I got 4 witnesses, who had gotten the guys house number and business number. Thanks to these people I am getting a new bike and 800 bucks from the guy. Maybe more if I have to go to court.I came out with a few scratches, a split lip, and a totaled bike. I also have a new bitchen story. Life is fast out here. Gotta watch out.
I think that the rest of my weekend is worth a differnt journal entry. I will update later. It involves me getting wasted at a party, seeing some Muskegon Folks and me doing a 19 year old from fremont, mi.
The apartment upstairs for rent. 3 bed rooms, and only 800 bucks. If you ask me that is cheap as hell. And you will have some awesome neighbors.
I need some sleep. A restless weekend.
K-zoo trip in the next month?
love you guys,
matt |
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| My Farts smell like the Cob Plant |
[Aug. 28th, 2006|08:20 pm] |
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I can't believe that I haven't wrote about all the festivals I've been to this year. I'm not going to start now.
Ok... its 15 minutes later. Karli and I just blew smoke. My patients is better and my typing is worse. Now I will tell you about the festivals.
Bonnaroo was just as fun as hanging out with a midget dressed like a cowboy, while doing coke off a strippers ass. Everyday I woke up at 8:30 because I'm hungover as shit and its 92 degrees out.
I drink all the water I could,while smoking large amounts of dope, to keep the water down. Then I head out into a Flaming Lips - Spong Bob and Patrick of a million people. Around 11 or 12 everyday, I decided the heat us to much to take, so i start drink to kill the pain. After a few beers, I would be either ready to party or ready to crash. The best band I saw at Bonnaroo was MY MORNING JACKET. That is a comparison to RADIOHEAD on mushrooms with a gallon of Carlo Rossi. My Morning Jacket was strick Carlo Rossi. The are a wall of rock. So I would say Bonnaroo was one of my Favorites. But way to hot. Even for Satan himself.
The Last big Festival Lollapalooza. This was a great festival because it was in my back yard every day. I would bike downtown and walk right in with no lines. Beers were cheap and food wasn't to bad. After every night I could go sleep in my own bed. I saw WILCO for the first time and stood up to expectation. They rock. I also saw FLAMING LIPS. If you don't plan on seeing them before you die, kill yourself now because until you see them you will never remember what its like to truly be happy. I was right up front and the moment the show started I was smiling ear to ear. Hundreds of Blue GIANT Balloons. Then Wayne Coyne the sing walks ont he crowd in a giant cleat bubble. Everyone is jumping and singing. I then realized the point to live is to feel that happy all the time. I have yet to reach it again but i believe it will happen again. Just see them. I also saw MY MORNING JACKET again. For the third time in-fact. Just as good as the first time. My ear drums actually rang for the rest of the day. But the album Z. Blows minds. This was defiantly my favorite.
I also went to Intonation and Pitchfork. Both were fun. Not bad weather, and once again, and in my backyard. I would say if you don't want to pay hundred for a ticket go to these. Always bands you want to see and only 40 for three days. I defiantly i saw every band you like this summer.
This is already to long. I'll write soon but next time it will be about me and how I'm doing. Not where I've been
You just got hit in the face with my love.
-matt |
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| Ill be nothing when your gone |
[Jul. 19th, 2006|09:19 pm] |
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Creativity is a rare and random thing for me. I don't mean that I'm not creative, but that I only am during curtain times. Like when I'm hung-over. When I'm hung-over, I'm on the ball all day and night with jokes, ideas, and comments. I don't know why I'm like this. Its the same when I'm drunk. I wish I had someone writing down everything that I say.
Anyhow, that is the reason I haven't been writing for the past few months. I haven't been drinking. Now I'm back. Ive decide a good month binge is in due. I don't mean that I will be drinking every waking chance but more like every chance when I don't have anything to do. Luck for me that is every day after 5.
My last update wasn't really an update. It was more of a story. A true story but story, none the less. It was an experience I will never forget. I also feel its time to move on and get a new bike.
I've been playing life rather safe lately. My fridge is always stock with the freshest fruit and vegetables. Some milk but mostly soy. I bike 10 miles a day and feel better every day. I feel brain dead sometimes but alive. Its a life style my new roommate and old friend showed me. Best thing to happen to me yet.
Around the house, things are good. Karli, the new roommate ( and nick's lady friend), have become better friends. We make food together and randomly grill. We never really party together but I'm sure the time will come. Talking about roommates, Chantel is moving in soon. One more life style to adjust to and more lessons to learn. More friends living in my new hometown.
The only thing that I get down on is thinking about my friends back home. I miss them dearly. Its hard adjusting to not seeing the people you love most everyday. Seeing the friends I saw everyday, only 3 or 4 times a year. I believe this is the worst part about getting older. ..... Loseing the ones you love. I hope to never lose mine. I would rather be distant than not at all.
When I get old I'm going to..........
Well I guess I can't answer that. I dont know what I'm doing now.
Im sending my love.
-matt |
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| Death Tolls |
[Jul. 18th, 2006|09:35 pm] |
Nothing to do and hauling ass on my bike. Pedal, pedal, pedal. Its 98 degrees out and I'm sweating balls. Pedal Pedal Pedal. God damn, A cold breeze hits me. Pedal, pedal, Wham!!! Oh shit. I tuck into a ball and feel the pavement rip my skin off the left side of my body.
Feeling my heart thump under the bruised muscle around my ribs. I try to get up but just collapse just outside the biking lane. I grab my shaking legs and try to catch my breath. I smell whiskey. Strong whiskey. I look up to a drunk puerto rican asking me if I'm ok. The man. The man that opened his van door and ripped my skin of my body. The man that that through me across 10 feet of cement. And worst of all, the man that broke my bike.
Stilling trying to collect what just happened, I hear horn honking and people yelling. The cars pass and yell that they are witnesses, but the never pull over. The drunk man gets my bike out of the road but forgets my bandanna that got ripped of my head. I see more cars run it over as I grab my bike and quickly forget about it.
I loved my bike. My grandfather bought it when he was a young lad, making it in the big city of Detroit. Working for the rising GM. He told me that it was one of the first things he bought when he start earning "Better Money". I still Don't know what that means but i figure it means it was a hard earned bike. Well anyways, He loved that back, so i followed suit.
He gave it to me when i first moved out to Chicago. A good cheap way of transportation. He was fucking right. I used it everyday. I mean it was old and things would break now and again but it was a good bike. This time though. It was fucked.
Ive finally caught my breath the best that i can. Everything akes but I'm alive. I can feel the sweat going in my open wounds. Two people from the Humboldt park walk up to me with there phone number written down and alon the man license plate. I thank them and take the number but tell them it wont be necessary. That man that hit me lives in his van. I wont be needing it.
The man helps me the best that he can. I realize that he is worse off than me. I mean I'm bruised but alive. He lives in Black van in 98 degree weather. I could be way worse. We say are sorry and oks and part ways. I walk home a ways to live another day.
That happened saturday. Since then Ive been recovering with scabs, bruised ribs, sprained hip and one God Damn ugly face. I'll be on top soon enough.
This was brought to you buy GORDAN's Gin. |
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| Cat with No ears! |
[Jun. 10th, 2006|03:55 pm] |
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| | Electelane - The Valleys | ] |
OK, i lied. There is no cat with out ears on this page. But it got you attention didnt it. Nothing sadder than a cat without ears. Well maybe every 15 yr old Puerto Rican on my block with a baby. Thats pretty sad.
So I made the big step and said fuck it. Im going to Bonnaroo next week with dereck, leanne, mike, and nick. We leave Thursday morning, bright and early. I dont know why i was debateing it for so long but it felt like a big burden. Apperently the only burdening thing about it was that i hadnt bought my ticket yet. So i bought it and now i feel like a million dollars times ten. Now the only thing i have to worry about it makeing it back safely.
Nick Intoduced me to a lady friend that was in his film class. She is rad. She is painting a childerns book right now and has an internship for film. She grew up on a hippy commune. She keeps me entertained.
More white folks move into the neihborhood but that drug traffic stays the same. That mean anything.
Work is cool. It pays the bills. I like rock and roll.
The weather.com website say that it is suppost to rain all day. It hasnt rained since 10 this morning. I dont know wether to take a chance and go walk around or if i do will i get caught in the rain. I guess I like rain. Im going to do what chris would do. Find a Swim suit.
Fact for the day:
In a study of 200,000 ostriches over a period of 80 years, no one reported a single case where an ostrich buried its head in the sand.
-matt |
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| Time to Kill. What i Thrill |
[May. 3rd, 2006|09:06 pm] |
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| | The Band - Time to Kill | ] |
So im not really in the writeing mood even, but sometimes you need to write just to keep the brain flow going.
I saw nicks footage for the first time yesterday. Its down right funny. i think his film will turn out perfectly.
I just relized what it is about myspace i hate . When you click on someone to see there profile, all of a sudden horrible music is blairing for some reason beyond my own. Dont get me wrong. Some people have good taste but when i go to look a friends myspace and barbie girl starts playing. I start to think maybe it was better that i didnt know what type of music they are into. Because of this ive been loseing respect for some of my friends. So before you go and pick what you think is the perfect song. Remmeber who else is going to see that song. Do you really wanna be reconized with 'Big Booty Hoes'?
Happy i got than one out.
Ok. I didnt wanna tell anyone this one but i think i have to for comical perposes.
Last night at about five i got out of work and my boss says he want to take us out for a couple of rounds before we have to go out to the company dinner. So we go out to the Cobra Lounge and have a couple beers before heading out. I got to the Goose Island safely without any complcation. Right when I get there everyone from work starts getting wasted. I never really hang out with these people so drinking with them was kind of odd. Abunch of old rockers, it turns out alsright. So i keep drinking and drinking because it turned out to be alright time. Next thing i know im at the bar talking to some pretty atractive woman. She ask me my age and i tell her, 21. She ask me to guess her age. I say 26. Turns out she is 36. Yah. We keep talking for a while and i end up going back to her place. Turns out she is the head rep of her realestate company. I go to her huge house somewhere by north and weed st. So we are going at it and in the middle (excuse me) of my bj, she looks up and says" after this you might wanna go. I dont know when my bf will be home". Oh shit!! yah that right! Fuck! Ahh screw it. I finish up and take off home no problem.
Now thats some shit. Well guess this to. She call me earlier. do i call her back? No screw that. Thats creepy. Right? lol
Thats some good ole Chicago excitement. If you want some chicago excitement come out here on May13th. thats a saturday so you have no reason not to. Nick and I are going to have a REALLY BIG KEGGER. From what i hear its going to be a big one. You all shoud be there. Ill peronaly invite as many people as i can but i dont make it to you dont feel bad I want you there too. Its At 1626 N Richmond. Plenty of places to crash.
On that note im going to bed. This one goes out to Kate Doan.
This livejournal was sponcered by: King Cobra. Premium Malt.
Thank nick, i owe you one. |
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| West-side Wizards |
[Apr. 24th, 2006|10:02 pm] |
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| | Beatle - the continueing story of bunglow bill | ] |
I despise all forms of these formated questions. They are just impersonal ways for 'friends' to learn something about you. They are also a kill-spaces for cum-buckets that arent creative enough to write about there day in an informal, creative way........ but i condone the circumstances for i am the biggest cum-bucket, im am a cum-dumpster.
Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with 6 weird facts/things/habits
about yourself. In the end you need to choose people to be tagged and list their names.
No tag backs!!
1. ive been pushed into humbolt park pond while pretending to be a vietnam vet.
2. People think im awesome but the jokes on them.
3. I wont masturbate in the shower because im afraid ill slip and break the freedom rod.
4. Ive seen nick in womens underwear twice in one night. To different pairs. Hopefully never again.
5. I sometimes take bong rips in the morning before work.
6. I love to smoke pot and ciggerettes, But i dont enjoy the fact im killing myself.
7. i still wear shirts that i bought freshman year in high school
8. I secretly have crushes on everyone. but mostley you!!!
9. When i get drunk i can hold a good stong conversation without listening or understanding one word.
10.Sometimes when i listen to really good clasic rock i wanna cry because everyone that had made rock and roll, rock and roll, will soon be gone. I dont know if youve been listening but things arent sounding good.
Im going to throw a kegger with my money i gwt back from the government. I will be there. It will be a good time. Illupdate when i know more.
I refuse to tag anyone. Im going to start a sitdown protest and im starting right now. |
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| Murder Ballads |
[Apr. 13th, 2006|11:31 pm] |
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So how about them SOX!?!?! Good team this year, a?
I havent writen in about a month. I guess im not a livejournal type of guy even though i check it everyday to see how everyone else is doing. Same with myspace. Im happy i have the ablity to see how everyone is doing, even though im not there. It makes you wonder how long you will know somebody. Our parents had best friends at one time but they stopped talking to them because they didnt have a reasonable connection with them such as the internet. So will we stil be friends with the same people we were friends with in high school or will they be a distant memmory like our partents best friend. I guess we will see, as for now im happy to know how nate is doing and his girls problems. Or what tyler is up to on his next mission in life. My friends are sweet.
I always forget how to spell the difference between sweat and sweet. Which is which. Oh well.
Im dyslexic by the way. I found out people dont know that about me. When i mentioned this for one of the first time, people felt it exsplained some things. I hope it does for you. I remmember when i was in elementary i would be pulled out of class at the sametime, everyday to be joined with the "special kids". But the special kids in my school werent the "special kids", they were bullys'. So i would go learn the difference between E and O while the normal kids would have free time, and the Bullies would go learn how to not be assholes. Thats quite a medium to be in when your 5.
I read a good qoute the other day on the food channel: Be excellent to eachother.
- Bill and Teds excellent adventure.
In the next 4 months some transactions are going to happen with my liveing situation. One of my best friends mike is moving in with the ball and chain, audrey. She nice enough and treats him well. He is happy, so im happy. So that will bring it to two duders. Nick and I. In a few months after that karli ( nick's love) is moveing in. She is rad. I feel like in the past two months she has grown into a good friend. And then just recently i found our a beloved friend chantel is comeing to chicago to go to skizool. So we offered her the last extra room and she told us she diggs. So next year the coolest things to chicago are about to happen, a crew of awesome people are about to come together. On top of that sme and cliff are moveing out here to. I think michigan should just relocate in chicago.
I got a tatoo of a star on my hand where muskegon is located in michigan. eat that Bitches.
I recently decided insence is bullshit. It smells so good before you burn it and the you litte it and it smells like hell. Candles is the way to go.
I also recently realized im one of the only still smokeing ciggerrettes. Should i just quit or hold stong. I guess if i cant spell it i shouldnt smoke it. Marijuana..........YES!!!!
I hope people read this and say hi.... otherwise this was a waste of my time.
If you read this, love you!!
Back to my bowl, thinking about hateing the government, and going to school.
the shiniest shoes. This one goes out to the pring!!!
-matt |
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| Saving Guns and Roses |
[Mar. 2nd, 2006|12:29 pm] |
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| | Neil Young - Sugar Mountain | ] |
I just woke up from my first dream in years(that i remmeber). It may be the best dream ever:
Zach Brown and I were backstage at a Guns and roses concert for some reason. We were right to the left of slash when all of a sudden a horrific boom went of. Next thing i see is Zach running to the side of a pissed off axle. He tell axle that we can fix it because of years of exspiernce(I dont know whit about Amps). But we take off the back of the amp and see it is ran by a series of batteries and springs, attached to a computer board. A couple of minutes of tinkering with it, while Slash is stareing over or shoulders, we amzingly fix it. Slash and Axle are so happy with our work they ask us to become perminate roadies and go on your with them. Then i wake up
I dont know what brought on this dream. Its either the fact that i just slept 15 hours from being sick or its because i havent smoked weed or cigerrettes in two days. Either way that was the best dream of my life.
Now im going to go back to bed while watching american pimp. Lets see if i can brew up any cooler dreams. |
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| captain planet ate my chero's |
[Feb. 12th, 2006|07:09 pm] |
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| | Frank Zappa and the mother - sleeping in a Jar | ] |
So everyone has a time when the wonder why they still write in this livejournal. Today is my time. I useually think about doing it and say "nah,maybe tommorrow". It never happens. I think its because I dont have anything to bitch about. Maybe i need drama. Know what would cause drama.......debauchery. I want debauchery. Then everyone would call me a slut and i could be like why you talking shit bitch. yah, that could make drama.
But then again, why shake the boat at call waters? Life is pretty good,work isnt half bad. I actually kind of enjoy it. Haveing music around me all day is really relaxing. At the end of the day i come home and learn things off the internet. I for some reason just relized that every thing you want to know is on it. I should have relized it a long time ago because Nick is always preaching it. If you wanna know why he is so smart. The answer in the interent.
Then like everyone on the weekends i go and get smashed with my friends and say that was the best weekend ever.This weekend was my friends katie's birthday so i went over to her house drank quite a few g&t's. After that we headed to the tavern?, its on damen and north. Not my seen for sure. A lot of rich kids wearing button up shirts with the collar flipped. But i made the best of it played some bitchen songs on the jukebox. Somtime around there i blacked out and headed home. When i woke up i was in nicks bed on top of the covers( he was at karlis'). Next to the bed was his compter chair with a bunch of spit on it. I freak out and wonder if i puke on my bed. It was cool. I made it to the toliet. I was proud but nick just said it like cats and litter boxes. Its true. I just knew. So i cleaned up the spit and went back to bed.
Saturday night came through just as well as friday. i slept a good part of the day away because of the repercussion of my first adventure. Nick and I did some running around, getting shit done, and tell you me shit got done. Nick didnt know wether he was going out or not for karli's birthday. So at 1030 i woke him up and asked him. He wasnt going. So i split a bitchen bag of mushrooms with him and a bottle of wine. He is the best person to be around on mushrooms. He tells all sort of awesome stories. He's really distriptive and its kind of like watching movies in you head . I dont know. But try it some time. There was a point of the night he was so happy he cried i thnik maybe 3 or 4 times. i cried once because lloyd walked in the room and it remminded me of china man. i miss him. But then nick started talkling about how dereck eagle is a musical genious and its true, we listened to most of the almightly buttcheek project and nick proclaimed that he is the new frank zappa. i dont know about that but i agree he is really smart. I mean he had like a syphony that was all him in 11th grade. I dont know. But the trip was good.
Now im off to eat something i hope to be really good. i stick with now drama for now, but im still down for an orgy. |
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| Fuck man, Just fuck |
[Jan. 4th, 2006|06:37 pm] |
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| | The Clash - Rock the Casba | ] |
well nick wrote about christmas time so i dont have to do that.
New Years was fun, got wasted. no lovin.
Saw lots of faces, but i see lots of faces everywhere.
Chris's new roomate is rad. and the cat isnt half bad either. The day after new years we woke up around 12 and went out to eat till 2. Jared pissed off mr. callohan. So we destroyed the place and left. At 3 we started drinking gin again. These events didnt end till about 4 in the morning after the makshift party left. I smoked weed in chris room because i was to wasted, I hate myself for that. I wish i could lie on her floor with her while listening to Niel and figureing out boy problems for her. well at least try, i was to fucked to help last time. We left as soon as we woke up for purposes of nick going to work. I feel shitty for leaveing a mess and not helping. In attempt aplogize for the smokeing and leaveing early i wrote a note while still drunk in the morning. I dont know what it said. I hope it was humorous.
My 21st was rad, Blacked out and puked all day later. No weed for nurseing myself into help either.
After i write this im going to shave my beard and start a new life as someone that doesnt smoke weed or ciggerrettes for 3 month to save money to go to jail in muskegon county. In the three month im going to enterain myself with music. Im going to burn as many cd;s as i can. Im also going to buy a guitar saturday to learn/ re-learn guitar. In 3 month im going to become the next guitar go in hopes to save rockand roll someday with nick. My first hit lies within muskegon county jail, Thats were i will find my insperation.
Im also going to be eating healthier because cheap food turns out is vegtables and bread. I like both.
So i will soon have picture to post of me so when im done with this mission i will see the pysical effects that changed. I dont think i will post another livejournal till then either. A matter of fact. Im cutting myself off to the outside world. On that note. See you in 3 month.
Fuck!!!
I already need a smoke. |
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| Born of Natural Ingredients |
[Dec. 8th, 2005|09:27 pm] |
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| | Neil Young - Sugar Mountain | ] |
Winter is here and so am I. The Snow falls like an open bag of Oke Dokes'. I guess that makes it oke doke.
Tyler comes in on the 19th an so does jed. Ruff times willbe had, Maybe adventures will happen.
I want to wake up at the little cabin and ask everyone "how many days till christmas". Then for me it will feeel like winter.
A plane crashed because the oke dokes' were to slick. Maybe less cheese?
Work is fine. I buy was tomany records though. My colection is rapidly exspanding.
I wish i had some handshake drugs, I would share.
Ive relized that BUSCH beer and i have a lot in common, we were both Born of Natural Ingredients.
Latley music has been exspanding my mind and making my toe tap.
That reminds me, Where is my cinnomin Girl? I need to find her.
Im in a band called CHEST FEVER. We dont have insterments but we have four songs writen. Im going to write number five after my number five beer. Everything we write are hits. Now we just need a rock strummer. Oh yah, remix for nate of Jungle Fever.
Tommorrw is payday. Thats rad.
I have the 24th through the 28th off. That is fucking awesome.
My 21st is on the 28th. EEEEEEEEEE
Last time i made love was last night will neil young....... Chris was there.
On the up news, Nate got his pubs in this year.
oh yah, NEW YEARS PARTY IN CHI-TOWN BITCHES. YOU ALL BETTER BE THERE.
i feel way to lazy now. I LOVE YOU ALL |
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| Johnny Cash man, Fucking Cash!!! |
[Nov. 3rd, 2005|08:33 pm] |
And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder: One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see." And I saw. And behold, a white horse.
There's a man goin' 'round takin' names. An' he decides who to free and who to blame. Everybody won't be treated all the same. There'll be a golden ladder reaching down. When the man comes around.
The hairs on your arm will stand up. At the terror in each sip and in each sup. For you partake of that last offered cup, Or disappear into the potter's ground. When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
Till Armageddon, no Shalam, no Shalom. Then the father hen will call his chickens home. The wise men will bow down before the throne. And at his feet they'll cast their golden crown. When the man comes around.
Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still. Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still. Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still. Listen to the words long written down, When the man comes around.
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
In measured hundredweight and penny pound. When the man comes around.
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, And I looked and behold: a pale horse. And his name, that sat on him, was Death. And Hell followed with him.
Sorry that was long as fuck but if you like johnny cash and whiskey you would understand.
speaking of which, Nick im sorry. I was bored and out of ganja(sp)..........Im drunk. Ill get you back this weekend. But man it tastes soooooo good.
im never drinking "evil Eye" again.
I just tied my shoes backwards? Is that possible?
You wired me awake and hit me with hand of broke nails!!
I love Nate and Chris
I miss tyler, Where has his journey takin him?
My nephew cat has a myspace profile.
Gin and tonic are rad and so is mike
why are jessica and Prince ment to be?
why are my shoes tied backwards
Brian is rich....fuck man
I wish old granddad was my grandad
lloyd says hi
If a million dollars was tied to a sharks tooth would you try taking it..... i would |
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| rub my cocoa butter |
[Oct. 24th, 2005|09:01 pm] |
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| | The Band - When I paint my Masterpeice | ] |
Nick still gets drunk with me instead of going to the bar. He is fucking rad.
Wednesday night we got shit drunk, it was well worth it. The rest of the week was me trying to kill time.
I had an iterview friday and it went quite well. The guy offered me a job today but i didnt take it because i already took the job offer from MusicDirect. I will be working with, mike nummerdor, my roomate so i can say goodbye cta. I start tommorrow. rad.
Friday night i went to downtown with andrew. But first we went back to his place, smoke a shitload and drank on exsesive amount of bourben. When we got on the train some really hot drunk blondes (3) started to talk to us, I had to take conversation because andrew is a taken man. They asked where we were getting off and i froze... i looked at andrew for some support and he said i dont know..... a couple stopps. That was it, i was fucked. They got off and i never saw them again. Ill tell you man, i have no social skills left at all.
So after that shit happened we headed home because that put a big shitter on the night. I get about 2 miles from home and cant catch the bus because it stopped running. I end up walking home with a gay crack head. I didnt know any of this untill a black puerto ricen comes up. OUt of no where this guy goes " so yah, im a big fag and ilove to smoke cravk!"", NNow im like what the fuck!?! The puertoricn goes " yah i knew it, i could tell. Wanna go take a walkin in the park?" They disapear into the park and i hope to see niether ever again.
Satuday me and nick had big plans of geting wasted at a couple Sox parties. Instead we had a three person party with me nick and mike. The Sox won the first game and my liver survived.....All and all a good night compared to last. The toll: 2 "Old english" , 1 pint "granddad" bourbon
Sunday i spent the whole day wipeing out. But i did sleep a rediculous amount. At night we watch the sox win again. 2 games down. 1 to go.
Thats all i think. sorry about my typeing, i was held down by the magical butterfly of Chatinoga.
Oh cabin pictures at http://photobucket.com/albums/a29/Jeraf1/Cabin%20Trip%20Sept%202005/.
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| MOTHER FUCKER THAT ASSHOLE TAGGED ME!!!!!!!! |
[Oct. 21st, 2005|06:12 pm] |
Reveal 5 songs that you have been enjoying lately, regardless of genre
Almight Butt Check Project - Track 6
Bob Seger - Hollywood Night
Johnny Cash - The man comes around
The Band - When i paint my masterpiece
Allman Brothers - Aint wastin time no more
Black Sabbath - Children of the grave
im lite
go
Old Man Ryznar ( Ben )
baby face Ryznar ( MAX)
Long Lost ryznar ( JD )
Big Juice
Miss Doan
Im going to fuck all you bitchs tonight!!!!! |
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| lamest love nuts |
[Oct. 18th, 2005|08:21 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  giddy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Bruce Springsteen - All the way home | ] |
So ive had a fun time being sabotaged.
I went on a radical cabin trip with all the dudes about two weeks ago. 4 loaded cars of loaded people. Went though something like 5 30 packs and a half gallon a McMasters or some other awfully apreiated whiskey. Upon my hazy memories I think i remmeber nick falling because of a sugar beet hill, tyler being attack by something that ripped his pants and cut his leg open. I believe I also poured whiskey in nates eye........sorry nate. We also hit up the big M for a view of the sunset on the wrong side of the mount, But will still pulled through with a fire on top and story about shit.
When i went back to work the following tuesday, I was sabotage by a design manager person. She always hated me for some reason. Well anyhow, the person that was above her, that liked me ,was on vaction. So the day she is gone i get fucked. I didnt do anything wrong besides get instructed wrong a WEEK before. Well anyhow she went above heads and got me fired.
Its a longer story than that but ive told it way to much now and am sick of it. I just avoid telling people and tell them i took the day off, or im sick. I like being left alone. But anyhow, ive spent the last 3 days looking and have possible outlooks. I am bored though and trying to quit smoke in both texts.
Both of which are not going well.
Ive been watching the Sox win the Penate and got drunk everynight while they did it. They are blowing my mind and will again when the being home the world series. Fuck you Cubs.
The night they won the penate I stayed home and watched it with nick and karli. After they won and karli left, nick and i followed suit and get exstremely wasted while watching Men In Tights. I was so drunk i couldnt brink my last beer to my face. Nick said he hasnt been that wasted since the cabin.
The liquir store by my house has everything buy 1 get 1. I think we should have the halloween party at my house. It just makes sense.
thats all for now |
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| Poopy paws |
[Sep. 26th, 2005|10:05 pm] |
Im trying o updatre but im running way behind. Ill do it tommorrow i swear. Till then here are smome rad pictures from nick's be day and last weekend in Michigan: http://photobucket.com/albums/a29/Jeraf1/
Oh yah. I fucking Love this cat:
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| Yes Im alive |
[Sep. 20th, 2005|07:15 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | beeoootch | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | chipper | ] |
| [ | music |
| | prefuse | ] |
I havent been in contact with the world outside my house in months. I think its because of the world of working.
For those who dont know where i work, i work for my romanoff and make colors for him to use for inter/exteror design stuff. Pretty rad job beside the whole working 80 to 86 hours every to weeks. But they pay well so fuck it.
I think im going to find a school soon though to get get a degree in color or texttiles so i can make more money doing the same shit i do now. But that wont be to winter anyhow.
Still no lady for me yet. I think maybe im anti-social. heh
Couple crazy parties this month. One was nicks bday. I saw familiar faces. Got drunk. Tripped Balls. Ate a Moth? Wrestled in pretzels.
Another crazy party was full of foriegn soccer players ( hot girls, Couldnt understand). I found myself with girls from michagan and nick drinking whiskey, outside. We got almost a free cabride back to nyah's because we smoked with the cabi. The whole time he was screaming " WHOOOO-EEEE......Thats Chicago's best green isnt it?.........WHOOOO-EEEEEE.
I have a bedroom now too which is rad. No more sleepin in a tent for me. I still believe im theonly person in CHicago to live in a tent.
I need to update pictures for the last few month on here or there. Till two weeks ago i had curly dirty-blonde hair and a beard 1/4 inch. Then i woke up one noght and desided to cut it off. Now i have no beard and three inch hair. I dont feel like Rock and Roll Jesus anymore.
Rock and Roll McDonalds doesnt exsist anymore:(
Lloyd still rocks but pukes on everything.
I want a new i pod
I wanan be 21
i Wanna beer........ Got one
Im going to go bug nick.
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