FUCK IT! heres a blog. im going out in about an hour and im drunk already. i have to be at work at 5 am.
im the type of person that when you bring up one bad emotion, i start thinking about all of the things that have hurt me in my life.
2 days ago my dad and i got into a huge fight, we actually got into fisticuffs sorta. but anyway i almost got kicked outta the house and i ahve no cash ot move anywhere so i started calling and lining up friends places to stay. im still in the house but havent talked to my dad since.
i just got a letter for jury duty.
i like 40 ozs.
i finally crumbled and signed up for facebook, cuz im a chump, and i was drunk at the time. add me if you wish. so i added my brother and was looking at pictures of him before he was sick, and it is seriously mentally and physically a different person. its hard to imagine now that he is the same person i grew up with. i still love him, but its like i woke up one morning and had a new brother that i loved equally but in a different way. if you feel like reading what is wrong with him now look at this and look at the chronic part. gvh
i had a dream the other night that i fought a friend of mine over the boston t.
also had a dream that my aorta exploded. sucked ass.
so when i become vulnerable i for some reason always go back and think of the only woman i ever loved who dumped me and became a lesbian.
... she still has my type o negative hoodie... its ok i have her cannibal corpse hoodie and she wont get it back! MWA HA HA HA HA!
so how is everyone else? and whats going on for the 4th? im getting drunk in boston with my best bud. and ecct is very, very soon. hope to meet some new peoples.
PROPHET OF DOOM OUT!
im the type of person that when you bring up one bad emotion, i start thinking about all of the things that have hurt me in my life.
2 days ago my dad and i got into a huge fight, we actually got into fisticuffs sorta. but anyway i almost got kicked outta the house and i ahve no cash ot move anywhere so i started calling and lining up friends places to stay. im still in the house but havent talked to my dad since.
i just got a letter for jury duty.
i like 40 ozs.
i finally crumbled and signed up for facebook, cuz im a chump, and i was drunk at the time. add me if you wish. so i added my brother and was looking at pictures of him before he was sick, and it is seriously mentally and physically a different person. its hard to imagine now that he is the same person i grew up with. i still love him, but its like i woke up one morning and had a new brother that i loved equally but in a different way. if you feel like reading what is wrong with him now look at this and look at the chronic part. gvh
i had a dream the other night that i fought a friend of mine over the boston t.
also had a dream that my aorta exploded. sucked ass.
so when i become vulnerable i for some reason always go back and think of the only woman i ever loved who dumped me and became a lesbian.
... she still has my type o negative hoodie... its ok i have her cannibal corpse hoodie and she wont get it back! MWA HA HA HA HA!
so how is everyone else? and whats going on for the 4th? im getting drunk in boston with my best bud. and ecct is very, very soon. hope to meet some new peoples.
PROPHET OF DOOM OUT!
dont really wanna push this on anyone but i gotta get this out.
my brother is home for a couple of weeks, hes in the next room and doesnt know that i am listening. hes playing a song called "In This River" (fade to black) by Zakk Wylde and Black Label Society on his guitar and hes singing, hes gotten really good. but the song is pretty much about dealing with death and how people around you feel when you die. im on the verge of balling my eyes out. sorry.
(p.s. for those of you who dont know... he has leukemia.)
edit: p.s. im better now. he just started playing the beavis & butthead theme song haha.
my brother is home for a couple of weeks, hes in the next room and doesnt know that i am listening. hes playing a song called "In This River" (fade to black) by Zakk Wylde and Black Label Society on his guitar and hes singing, hes gotten really good. but the song is pretty much about dealing with death and how people around you feel when you die. im on the verge of balling my eyes out. sorry.
(p.s. for those of you who dont know... he has leukemia.)
edit: p.s. im better now. he just started playing the beavis & butthead theme song haha.
This is the bitch blog.
so last night i was on my way to a bday party in lowell. i was almost to my friends house when my tattoo artist calls me and says that they new shop opening is last night and that he prick magazine and tattoo magazine were gonna be there and they wanted to photograph my arm piece. this was aboutttttttt 730 and the thing started at 8. so im debating do i ditch my friends bday party which i had made an obligation for or do i go to the tattoo thing? i get to my friends and show them some funny crap online and they say that they dont blame me if i go to the shop opening. so as im about to head out, by accident i spill a couple swigs of beer on my friends laptop and fry. now i feel like a huge dick. ugggggggggg. so we all walk out of his appt together and they were going one way and i was going the other. they leave while i make a few phone calls. go to start my car, batt is dead. since i dont want to ruin their good time i call AAA. wait for them and by the time all this goes down its about 930. if i left them i wouldnt get to the shop till about 11 and the photog guys would be gone so i decide to meet the guys at the bar. it was a blah night, everyone was on edge. my friend whos bday it is gets kicked out of the bar, and on the way home my other friend starts puking everywhere. we get him into the appt. he passes out on the bathroom floor so i had to carry him to bed. goodnight world.
this morning on the way home, a seagull flew into my damn car! no damage thank god, i cant afford that shit.
so now i feel like a dick cuz i couldnt get to the shop opening. my artist loves my piece and i think i let him down. the night sucked royally. i think im gonna go back to bed now.
::end rant::
so last night i was on my way to a bday party in lowell. i was almost to my friends house when my tattoo artist calls me and says that they new shop opening is last night and that he prick magazine and tattoo magazine were gonna be there and they wanted to photograph my arm piece. this was aboutttttttt 730 and the thing started at 8. so im debating do i ditch my friends bday party which i had made an obligation for or do i go to the tattoo thing? i get to my friends and show them some funny crap online and they say that they dont blame me if i go to the shop opening. so as im about to head out, by accident i spill a couple swigs of beer on my friends laptop and fry. now i feel like a huge dick. ugggggggggg. so we all walk out of his appt together and they were going one way and i was going the other. they leave while i make a few phone calls. go to start my car, batt is dead. since i dont want to ruin their good time i call AAA. wait for them and by the time all this goes down its about 930. if i left them i wouldnt get to the shop till about 11 and the photog guys would be gone so i decide to meet the guys at the bar. it was a blah night, everyone was on edge. my friend whos bday it is gets kicked out of the bar, and on the way home my other friend starts puking everywhere. we get him into the appt. he passes out on the bathroom floor so i had to carry him to bed. goodnight world.
this morning on the way home, a seagull flew into my damn car! no damage thank god, i cant afford that shit.
so now i feel like a dick cuz i couldnt get to the shop opening. my artist loves my piece and i think i let him down. the night sucked royally. i think im gonna go back to bed now.
::end rant::
sooooo i dont have much to write and ive been meaning to update. i have nothing really all that great so here it goes.
as some of you know im in a bit of a financial quandry (probably didnt spell that right)... so i have been living with my parents to save up some cash. i had a dream last night and it was strange.
my parents kicked me out of the house and told me that i had to be homeless. so i packed what i could in a backpack and left home. i lived in the streets but my town seemed like a city, so i just roamed around. and for some reason my parents didnt wanna see me either so if i knew theyd be somewhere i couldnt be there. i remember i was in a tall building and they were coming down an elevator (how i know this i dont know) so i had to run down the hall to a different elevator to avoid them. i remember that my brother had an appt and he said that i couldnt live there but i could keep a few things there. this is when i realized that i forgot my blankie (my old blanket that was given to me when i was born, i used to take it everywhere), at my parents house so i had to sneak in and get it cuz i was about to tweak out. so i got it and ran off. i was supposed to start training to work at mcdonalds the day i got kicked outta the house, so i had to call them and tell them i wasnt coming in that day. thats pretty much all i remember from the dream.
it seems laden with worries that appear in my unconcious mind. i dont know why the hell mcdonalds appeared though lol.
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
as some of you know im in a bit of a financial quandry (probably didnt spell that right)... so i have been living with my parents to save up some cash. i had a dream last night and it was strange.
my parents kicked me out of the house and told me that i had to be homeless. so i packed what i could in a backpack and left home. i lived in the streets but my town seemed like a city, so i just roamed around. and for some reason my parents didnt wanna see me either so if i knew theyd be somewhere i couldnt be there. i remember i was in a tall building and they were coming down an elevator (how i know this i dont know) so i had to run down the hall to a different elevator to avoid them. i remember that my brother had an appt and he said that i couldnt live there but i could keep a few things there. this is when i realized that i forgot my blankie (my old blanket that was given to me when i was born, i used to take it everywhere), at my parents house so i had to sneak in and get it cuz i was about to tweak out. so i got it and ran off. i was supposed to start training to work at mcdonalds the day i got kicked outta the house, so i had to call them and tell them i wasnt coming in that day. thats pretty much all i remember from the dream.
it seems laden with worries that appear in my unconcious mind. i dont know why the hell mcdonalds appeared though lol.
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
ok fixed the comp... but its hot out, too hot. the pollen is flying around everywhere. those 2 things combined are making me not feel so hot. my head feels like its going to pull a scanners.
hope the rest of you are dealing with the heat better than i.
hope the rest of you are dealing with the heat better than i.
my computer is down and im at a friends house right now. sooooooooo i may not be back online for a bit, or i may possibly be back this afternoon. who knows? leave some love. ill make a larger update when i get this piece back up and running.
last weekend was fun. friday i hung out with my friend cameron and got drunk and tried to beat kid icarus for the nes. we got to lvl 3 
. saturday i had a cookout type thing at my friends where we drank and played rock band. we named our band john rambo and we are all named after characters in the movie, we also watched the kimbo slice fight, bad ass. sunday i strolled home and waited for megze to get up so that we could go to boston and buy clothes (nothing i liked fit me) and then meet up with various sg boston members for japanese food at ginza. good times.
today i got sour patch kids and in the bag i found a swedish fish covered in sour patch sugar. i was in heaven.
not much going on this week. hope to grab some dinnner or something with megze again, and i have to get some work done for my other job. this weekend is another busy weekend i think, but plans fall apart so easily these days.
p.s. megze took this and for some reason proclaimed it badass.
. saturday i had a cookout type thing at my friends where we drank and played rock band. we named our band john rambo and we are all named after characters in the movie, we also watched the kimbo slice fight, bad ass. sunday i strolled home and waited for megze to get up so that we could go to boston and buy clothes (nothing i liked fit me) and then meet up with various sg boston members for japanese food at ginza. good times. today i got sour patch kids and in the bag i found a swedish fish covered in sour patch sugar. i was in heaven.
not much going on this week. hope to grab some dinnner or something with megze again, and i have to get some work done for my other job. this weekend is another busy weekend i think, but plans fall apart so easily these days.
p.s. megze took this and for some reason proclaimed it badass.
soooooooooooooooooooo ya another pointless blog really. feeling kinda down this week again. meh ill get over it! anyone wanna go to porter square with me?
2day at work i had 4 customers second guess me and ask the same question to other associates. i was right on all accounts. im good. work is sucking and im looking to get out but at the same time ive become sorta comfortable, and that my friends is a dangerous thing.
friday i went to dinner with kay_, it was a good time, she is fun. we made fun of alot of things, if you cant laugh at dumb things, then what can you laugh at? earthfest on saturday was pretty funny. full of hippies that cut in the port-a-potty line, bad booze everywhere and ive seen cake play better. at least i got to go to one of my favorite bars after (bukowskis). played some rock band at my friends, our band rules. sunday i went to salem beer works and richardsons for mini golf and ice cream with nifty colorado peoples megze and perlpunk... apparently in colorado they call mini golf put put. sad i know. we found out that i am awesome at mini golf and that perlpunk hates blueberries in his beer. pretty good weekend if i do say so myself, if only they could all be like that.
and without further adoooooooo, some more work on my half sleeve. not much, but some.
2day at work i had 4 customers second guess me and ask the same question to other associates. i was right on all accounts. im good. work is sucking and im looking to get out but at the same time ive become sorta comfortable, and that my friends is a dangerous thing.
friday i went to dinner with kay_, it was a good time, she is fun. we made fun of alot of things, if you cant laugh at dumb things, then what can you laugh at? earthfest on saturday was pretty funny. full of hippies that cut in the port-a-potty line, bad booze everywhere and ive seen cake play better. at least i got to go to one of my favorite bars after (bukowskis). played some rock band at my friends, our band rules. sunday i went to salem beer works and richardsons for mini golf and ice cream with nifty colorado peoples megze and perlpunk... apparently in colorado they call mini golf put put. sad i know. we found out that i am awesome at mini golf and that perlpunk hates blueberries in his beer. pretty good weekend if i do say so myself, if only they could all be like that.
and without further adoooooooo, some more work on my half sleeve. not much, but some.
i dont really have too much to write. i just wanted to put a new blog over the old one. how is everyone? anyone else see indiana jones yet? id like to hear some other peoples thoughts on it.
in the meantime check this out. r2d2
in the meantime check this out. r2d2
