Well, allright... I'm sitting here drinking Jack Daniels over ice out of my favorite coffee cup, dutifully stolen from that mecca of bad food and worse atmosphere, the Waffle House.
I am very proud of this coffe cup though, considering that while I lived in North Carolina, the Waffle House (otherwise known as the "Awful Waffle") was the cornerstone of my diet when I was driving home from the bar. Waffle House, I raise this cup of whiskey to you.
In other news, while I have graduated bartending school, I am still looking for a job as an actual bartender. Not for lack of looking, either... I've applied at 14 different bars to date. If nothing else, I'll go back to my job driving construction equipment for Ritchie Brothers. (Bonus points awarded if anyone out there knows who Ritchie Brothers is) Therefore, if I don't get a job getting people drunk, it's back to driving one of these beasts around...
So anyways... I'm kind of drunk, sitting here. I'm currently listening to the new Nine Inch Nails album, and I must say I am pleased with it... well, I'm off to burn a CD or two for Noelle.
I am very proud of this coffe cup though, considering that while I lived in North Carolina, the Waffle House (otherwise known as the "Awful Waffle") was the cornerstone of my diet when I was driving home from the bar. Waffle House, I raise this cup of whiskey to you.
In other news, while I have graduated bartending school, I am still looking for a job as an actual bartender. Not for lack of looking, either... I've applied at 14 different bars to date. If nothing else, I'll go back to my job driving construction equipment for Ritchie Brothers. (Bonus points awarded if anyone out there knows who Ritchie Brothers is) Therefore, if I don't get a job getting people drunk, it's back to driving one of these beasts around...
So anyways... I'm kind of drunk, sitting here. I'm currently listening to the new Nine Inch Nails album, and I must say I am pleased with it... well, I'm off to burn a CD or two for Noelle.
so i'm still here... i don't really feel like updating my journal right now, but it's been a little while, and things are happening, clocks are ticking, gears a grinding. first, the news.
i am going to bartending school next week, so that will be a good thing... namely, getting off my ass and doing something during the day. collecting money from the government is nice, but during the day, i really prefer to be outside doing something, building a house, digging a ditch, skateboarding, SOMETHING, you know? so the bartending school should be good for me.
abandoned BBQ:
in other news, my car's windsheild is cracked... from one of those asshole trucks that flies down I-5 spraying rocks and other debris out of the back.
Dear Mr Anonymous Asshole Truck Driver,
Thank you for putting a rock through my windshield. That was so courteous the way you cut me off. Next time, I'll just run my car off the road for you and save you the trouble, shall I?
Thanks,
Trucker_Fiction
"How am I driving? like an asshole! You should have seen that black mustang I ran off the road.... heh heh heh...."
Furthermore....
I've got my apartment at ISU set, so I now have a place to live when I return to the frozen tundra that is Illinois. Of course, it will be June when I return there, so the weather will be quite pleasant.
I also have a job as a bike messenger lined up for the summer, so to prepare myself, i've purchased this
a 22 oz Estwing Framing Hammer. This is a very valuable tool to carry with you on a bike while riding around downtown Chicago armed with only a messenger bag and a two-way radio.
Anyways... that's it for now. I may add more later.
i am going to bartending school next week, so that will be a good thing... namely, getting off my ass and doing something during the day. collecting money from the government is nice, but during the day, i really prefer to be outside doing something, building a house, digging a ditch, skateboarding, SOMETHING, you know? so the bartending school should be good for me.
abandoned BBQ:
in other news, my car's windsheild is cracked... from one of those asshole trucks that flies down I-5 spraying rocks and other debris out of the back.
Dear Mr Anonymous Asshole Truck Driver,
Thank you for putting a rock through my windshield. That was so courteous the way you cut me off. Next time, I'll just run my car off the road for you and save you the trouble, shall I?
Thanks,
Trucker_Fiction
"How am I driving? like an asshole! You should have seen that black mustang I ran off the road.... heh heh heh...."
Furthermore....
I've got my apartment at ISU set, so I now have a place to live when I return to the frozen tundra that is Illinois. Of course, it will be June when I return there, so the weather will be quite pleasant.
I also have a job as a bike messenger lined up for the summer, so to prepare myself, i've purchased this
a 22 oz Estwing Framing Hammer. This is a very valuable tool to carry with you on a bike while riding around downtown Chicago armed with only a messenger bag and a two-way radio.
Anyways... that's it for now. I may add more later.
still alive.
but the rest of me is dead.
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updated on february 18th.
valentine's can suck my ass in hell. I'm just beginning to enjoi life here in california, Amon Tobin is in a couple of weeks. that's the news. oh, and I guess i'm going to SG Prom too.
and now, a word from our sponsors...
it feels good to be in a new place. during the day, it's me and the dog. in the evenings, meditation out in the back yard, followed by smoking a bowl.
life is good.
but the rest of me is dead.
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updated on february 18th.
valentine's can suck my ass in hell. I'm just beginning to enjoi life here in california, Amon Tobin is in a couple of weeks. that's the news. oh, and I guess i'm going to SG Prom too.
and now, a word from our sponsors...
it feels good to be in a new place. during the day, it's me and the dog. in the evenings, meditation out in the back yard, followed by smoking a bowl.
life is good.
Leaving for California on Friday.
Once I arrive, I'll have to reconfigure myself for another living space, simply another area to sleep, eat, fuck, and whatever else it is that I do to pass the time between Birth and Death.
Thank you to those who posted, my friends list is somewhat cleaner now.
I must say I am looking forward to driving by myself across the country. I'll be sleeping during the day, probably on the ground next to my car, in a Gor-Tex sleeping bag, and driving at night. I love driving at night, it's so much more relaxing than driving during the day.
I'll be taking I-55 south out of Chicago, to Little Rock, AK, where I hook up with I-40 west, to Arizona HWY 93, across the Hoover Dam, into Las Vegas and I-15, to Los Angeles, to I-5 North to Sacramento. I will, however be stopping on the way, to see this:
Highway 666 in New Mexico. I'm packing my tool kit to see if I can get ahold of one of those signs. Anyways, sorry to cut the journal short, but I've got to begin getting my things together.
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For Mustang Geeks:
I am selling a BBK X-Pipe for a 99-04 Ford Mustang GT, 4.6 liter V8 Engine. This X-pipe is dyno-proven to add 15-20 RWHP, there are two small dents on the Catalytic Converters from when I had a disagreement with a too-high speedbump. There are no holes or serious damage, just two small dents. There is nothing wrong with these pipes, I just upgraded to something else, and I want to sell these. Asking 350.00 These are 450 dollar pipes so you're getting a bargain! they have 4,000 miles on them.
Once I arrive, I'll have to reconfigure myself for another living space, simply another area to sleep, eat, fuck, and whatever else it is that I do to pass the time between Birth and Death.
Thank you to those who posted, my friends list is somewhat cleaner now.
I must say I am looking forward to driving by myself across the country. I'll be sleeping during the day, probably on the ground next to my car, in a Gor-Tex sleeping bag, and driving at night. I love driving at night, it's so much more relaxing than driving during the day.
I'll be taking I-55 south out of Chicago, to Little Rock, AK, where I hook up with I-40 west, to Arizona HWY 93, across the Hoover Dam, into Las Vegas and I-15, to Los Angeles, to I-5 North to Sacramento. I will, however be stopping on the way, to see this:
Highway 666 in New Mexico. I'm packing my tool kit to see if I can get ahold of one of those signs. Anyways, sorry to cut the journal short, but I've got to begin getting my things together.
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For Mustang Geeks:
I am selling a BBK X-Pipe for a 99-04 Ford Mustang GT, 4.6 liter V8 Engine. This X-pipe is dyno-proven to add 15-20 RWHP, there are two small dents on the Catalytic Converters from when I had a disagreement with a too-high speedbump. There are no holes or serious damage, just two small dents. There is nothing wrong with these pipes, I just upgraded to something else, and I want to sell these. Asking 350.00 These are 450 dollar pipes so you're getting a bargain! they have 4,000 miles on them.
its only been three days, but i'm sick of staring at that journal entry. you post something, expect people to look at it, nothing happens, life goes on.
last week i saw a beggar in front of the belmont EL. he had spelled "veteran" wrong on his card. i think it was intentional. i gave him my CTA card, which had 50 cents left on it. life goes on.
i saw a photograph of graffiti that moved me so much i decided to write the same graffiti (angels were astronauts)on the side of a payphone downtown. later, i saw it had been painted over. life goes on.
blue sky above / snagging strands of twisted metal barbs top a chainlink fence / between us
TIPS FOR TRAVELLING ALONE:
1. Don't groom any hair, don't shave, trim your beard, comb your hair, nothing.
2. Stay one day behind on your showers, this will give your hair a matted, unkempt look, and will put a greasy shine on your forhead and nose that says "I'm a MUGGER, damn it, not a MUGEE.
3. Dust up your baggage, it adds a nice touch to your overall appearance. Suitcases and backpacks are out. Duffel bags, preferably army surplus ones, and canvas sacks are the best way to go.
4. Dirty the bottom seams of your pants to give them the "I live in these" look. Wear a black knit cap in cold weather, it just looks like poverty.
5. Camoflage is great as long as they are not new military issue. Thrift store is the way to go. Even vintage, worn down field jackets are better than store-bought shyte.
6. In rough areas walk slow and comfortable, look at the ground, act like you live around the corner and are just heading to the store for a 40.
There is nothing more controversial than faith in God.
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With the new year, comes cleansing.
If you are on my friends list, you have one week to post something to my journal. Post or be deleted to the internets.
last week i saw a beggar in front of the belmont EL. he had spelled "veteran" wrong on his card. i think it was intentional. i gave him my CTA card, which had 50 cents left on it. life goes on.
i saw a photograph of graffiti that moved me so much i decided to write the same graffiti (angels were astronauts)on the side of a payphone downtown. later, i saw it had been painted over. life goes on.
blue sky above / snagging strands of twisted metal barbs top a chainlink fence / between us
TIPS FOR TRAVELLING ALONE:
1. Don't groom any hair, don't shave, trim your beard, comb your hair, nothing.
2. Stay one day behind on your showers, this will give your hair a matted, unkempt look, and will put a greasy shine on your forhead and nose that says "I'm a MUGGER, damn it, not a MUGEE.
3. Dust up your baggage, it adds a nice touch to your overall appearance. Suitcases and backpacks are out. Duffel bags, preferably army surplus ones, and canvas sacks are the best way to go.
4. Dirty the bottom seams of your pants to give them the "I live in these" look. Wear a black knit cap in cold weather, it just looks like poverty.
5. Camoflage is great as long as they are not new military issue. Thrift store is the way to go. Even vintage, worn down field jackets are better than store-bought shyte.
6. In rough areas walk slow and comfortable, look at the ground, act like you live around the corner and are just heading to the store for a 40.
There is nothing more controversial than faith in God.
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With the new year, comes cleansing.
If you are on my friends list, you have one week to post something to my journal. Post or be deleted to the internets.
so some fucker got ahold of my visa card number, and bought $149.95 worth of shit on the internet. because of this intrusion, i've had to get a new credit card, new checking account, new ATM card... fuck. also, i'm not going to be able to arrive in las vegas when i want to because i've got to wait for the bank to pay me back the money that was stolen, and i have to do a fucking police report. 
sometimes i want to go to a place like this
and just camp out for a year, grow long hair and a beard, don't talk to anyone, be a hermit. i would love to do that someday. in the meantime, i'm stuck here in the fucking suburbs. at least i can go to the city whenever i feel and do one of my favorite things, ride the CTA around chicago with my MP3 player clamped to my head, not talking, sunglasses on, just watching all the people get on and off
that's nice to do sometimes. in the meantime, my car now sounds like Satan escaping from hell due to her new headers and flowmasters... mmmm.... flowmasters. i've set off three car alarms in three days.
sometimes i feel like this guy.
sometimes i want to go to a place like this
and just camp out for a year, grow long hair and a beard, don't talk to anyone, be a hermit. i would love to do that someday. in the meantime, i'm stuck here in the fucking suburbs. at least i can go to the city whenever i feel and do one of my favorite things, ride the CTA around chicago with my MP3 player clamped to my head, not talking, sunglasses on, just watching all the people get on and off
that's nice to do sometimes. in the meantime, my car now sounds like Satan escaping from hell due to her new headers and flowmasters... mmmm.... flowmasters. i've set off three car alarms in three days.
sometimes i feel like this guy.
i hope that fat fucker in the red suit slips on some ice while trying to stuff himself down some kid's chimney, a kid who is jewish anyways.
just snort a line of jesus and you'll be free... or fuck it, freebase some jesus, then you'll really be free. yeah, just go ahead and cook you up a shot of jesus, shoot it up... feel the glow, and be fucking free forever.
i just bought these. loud pipes save lives.
just snort a line of jesus and you'll be free... or fuck it, freebase some jesus, then you'll really be free. yeah, just go ahead and cook you up a shot of jesus, shoot it up... feel the glow, and be fucking free forever.
i just bought these. loud pipes save lives.
well, guess i should update.
i'm still at home with the 'rents, bored stupid, but well fed and getting lots of sleep, i suppose. i'll be leaving for california in about 1 month or so. i have to buy burning man tickets before i forget... college applications, new exhaust parts for my car... shit. i dunno.
just snort a line of jesus and you'll be free... or fuck it, freebase some jesus, then you'll really be free. yeah, just go ahead and cook you up a shot of jesus, shoot it up... feel the glow, and be fucking free forever.
on second thought, fuck jesus. that bitch owes me some money!
from Adbusters # 56
- The war on terror became a bipartisan feature of US politics. no dissent from fighting this war without end was allowed. no serious thought was given to quenching the fuel that stoked islamic hatred. the state of isreal was always right, and the stateless palestinians had no rights. and into the viod stepped al qaeda, striking when and where it fancied. its strategy came straight out of Sun Tzu: the place of battle must not be made known to the enemy. if it is not known, then the enemy must prepare to defend many places. if he prepares to defend many places, then the forces must be few in number.
Around the globe, US forces were stretched thinner and thinner. at home, civil liberties were rolled back further and further to deal with 'terrorist threats' Eventually we lived in a permanent color-coded state of terror, jumping at shadows. And then one fine september morning, the boogeyman leapt out of the shadows and flipped everything over the edge.
edited to say, i just spent $545.98 on these. i'm happy now... i'll be happier when they get here and i can put them on.
i'm still at home with the 'rents, bored stupid, but well fed and getting lots of sleep, i suppose. i'll be leaving for california in about 1 month or so. i have to buy burning man tickets before i forget... college applications, new exhaust parts for my car... shit. i dunno.
just snort a line of jesus and you'll be free... or fuck it, freebase some jesus, then you'll really be free. yeah, just go ahead and cook you up a shot of jesus, shoot it up... feel the glow, and be fucking free forever.
on second thought, fuck jesus. that bitch owes me some money!
from Adbusters # 56
- The war on terror became a bipartisan feature of US politics. no dissent from fighting this war without end was allowed. no serious thought was given to quenching the fuel that stoked islamic hatred. the state of isreal was always right, and the stateless palestinians had no rights. and into the viod stepped al qaeda, striking when and where it fancied. its strategy came straight out of Sun Tzu: the place of battle must not be made known to the enemy. if it is not known, then the enemy must prepare to defend many places. if he prepares to defend many places, then the forces must be few in number.
Around the globe, US forces were stretched thinner and thinner. at home, civil liberties were rolled back further and further to deal with 'terrorist threats' Eventually we lived in a permanent color-coded state of terror, jumping at shadows. And then one fine september morning, the boogeyman leapt out of the shadows and flipped everything over the edge.
edited to say, i just spent $545.98 on these. i'm happy now... i'll be happier when they get here and i can put them on.
