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anyone remember "limousine"?? yeah that guy/band ruled hard...
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[02 Sep 2004|11:23pm] |
so umm..i have the jimmy eat world...and you should be jealous.
besides that, AMOUR clothing has begun, if you want some high class, grade a, good stuff, hit me up, you wont be dissapointed.
love
love
and
love
dont forget it
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| buddyhead is better |
[13 Aug 2004|12:16am] |
Story Of The Year, and the 3,476 other mall screamo / jock metal hybrid bands with shants, bad tattoos, lip piercings, shiny wireless metal guitars, skate shoes, and have singers who tap their chests when they sing, should all be stabbed in the face. This crap makes Pennywise look bad ass. We can thank the Warped Tour for these crimes against humanity. We’re in our mid 20’s, and this shit makes us feel old. Yeah… we’re so old kids, we remember when Victory Records was a hardcore label!
Thursday is breaking up cos the singer is getting married and doesn’t wanna hafta be away from his wife. Whatever pussy.
Taking Back Sunday sold something like 200,000 copies of their new record in their first week. Yes… there are that many dweebs out there free to walk the streets among us.
We keep confusing the ads for the new Dillinger record for 24 Hour Fitness ads. Chill out on the weights dudes. Either grow out your hair, or pump iron… not both. You do both and you start looking like Conan The Barbarian or some shit.
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[28 Jul 2004|11:40pm] |
so remember when i thought i had a good idea where i was going with life in general?.... good, neither can i... tour was an amazingly good time, saw a lot of places and things, spend time with some awesome people.
i get home, family is on vacation, ok, thats chill, house to myself, awesome. alone for the first time in a month or more... cool...
get to my bed...its tore up, im sort of irritated beacause i clean my room before i leave for the simple reason, i wanted it nice for when i come home, but no, my sister thought it necessary to sleep in my bed, tear all the sheets off and not make it...i find my yearbooks from high school strewn about my house and a note on be messed up bed from my parents telling me how much money i own them for some car thingy.... welcome fucking home.
go hang out that night to try and keep my mind of things, so i feel better..cool...saw some good folks, smiled, laughed...etc...
i get a phone call this mornning first time i heard from my dad in a few days, and what does he say? " hey, its been a week since i mowed the lawn, and i know today (wednesday) is your day off, so you should do it" AWESOME DAD!!! THANKS!!! i forgot the last time i talked to you i was in olympia washington and you got mad b.c i left a couple of your beach towels in my friends truck, and this in some sense ruined your vacation...
so now i'm a moody bitch who is home from tour, so i am vomitting my distaste for everything at the moment on this live journal...which i never do. cool... didnt you miss me????
anyways, on top of all this, if i have talked to you lately, its been greatly appreciated. im just tired.
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| greetings from the great white north |
[21 Jul 2004|12:33pm] |
hey ya'll...
i'm in canada ehh, and its awesome. lots of good times, thought i would drop a line, but now im getting hounded for computer time...its been fun, naked...and...umm.....fun. now i'm on my way to vernon canada and we are gonna see the girl who didnt show and let the portland show happen and we can kill her or something... cool.... now stoney getting raped on the bed...
i cant really call or use my phone till i leave canada due to excessive roaming fees...hott....ehh...
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| wake me up |
[08 Jul 2004|11:20pm] |
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there is a light up ahead
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[23 Jun 2004|01:00am] |
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so olivia can pretty much walk now. except when she thinks too much about it and then she falls on her diaper which of course makes that sound that only babies make when the fall on thier butts. its rather cute. she is far more cute than any of you where when you were a baby....sorry....its true.
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| young hearts be free tonight |
[20 May 2004|10:16pm] |
send my regards, see my new scars?
i'm half dead from all these love songs...
into the incoming end-sing the ones that make you want to live
the world is spining round and round
and we're just staring at the ground
(its only everything)
its been too long since the last time we felt alive
we're digging our own graves- we're damning our own prayers
and these are the songs the world would sing
but they're too deaf for honesty
and these are the lives the world would lead
but they're against injury...
dance to the misery of your life put to back-beat
dance to the sound of everything you ever lost- never had nothing at all
i would'nt be here if i never plugged into this outlet
there is a world waiting for us to live in it
(VIVA LOVE)
sing everything you ever loved,
for everything that you will one day love
long live the sound of desperation
long live the stereo destruction
forgive my naive ambition, its been a rough few weeks...and i, like most everyone else, like to think it matters what i have to say.
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| im prepared to fight humanity everyday for the rest of my life |
[13 May 2004|10:20pm] |
so this one time, brandt was ready to kill the entire human race. save a few, those i love. and the fact i love is probably the reason i feel this way. anyways new summer school...
misanthropy 101 taught by me, freakin be there.
*if you dont know what that word means use a dictionary*
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| its a crew, its for life, and your gonna die. |
[11 May 2004|11:14pm] |
the beach has to be one of the greatest places ever. water temperature and air temperature were in perfect harmony today. the water current wasnt so harmonious, but hey, it builds character....
school is almost out. im stoked.
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| esco por vida |
[03 May 2004|02:23pm] |
parties at christines = life
'nuff said
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[29 Apr 2004|12:39am] |
for me this is complete, just where i was meant to be...
test my conscience, my indifference...
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[13 Apr 2004|11:23pm] |
so today i wake up to the sound of my phone ringing and my boss trying to call and get me to cover someones shift cause the old dude who listens to horrible music in shipping was sick. (i think its due to his horrible hair bands, and his massive single braid running down his hairy back) but i told that primal defense breathing monster (my boss that being) that i was recording. she'll turn it into a way to destroy my life.
but yeah, so i went and recorded. and i got an awesome freakin bass tone mixing the one from my own bass head, the direct single i did in san fransico and then today running my bass with brand new strings through a fender super reverb guitar amp. then we took that and did this thing on the computer which kinda maxamizes the signal along with spliting the signal on one channel to stereo and keep the other straight. its weird, but it sounds freakin big.
so yeah i did that and it was good. then i came home to find out we are probably gonna do foster care for another baby for up to 6 months. i have had mixed feelings about this since finding out today around 3:30, but i think it maybe the right thing to do in the situation. its just like my family seems overwhelmed as it is, let alone throw a 9 month old baby in the mix for six months...this could be interesting. but i dont want to be selfish. so yeah...we'll see.
anyways, if you werent at the show on sunday you missed out on some good stuff. if it was due to family, then you didnt miss out so much, family is good for you.
sorry this was far too long.
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[06 Apr 2004|12:55am] |
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i want biscuits and gravy
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[31 Mar 2004|11:31am] |
so yeah, back from tahoe and san fran. it was fun times. lots of stuff went down, some highway patrol invovled on a number of occasions...
having not played together for six months as a band has its setbacks...haha, first show on a ski resort deck went a little less than stellar. but it was probably better than anything those people see.
ate pizza at two of the greatest pizza places... a new on in tahoe called "steamers" freakin ruled, and of course the infamous FAT SLICE in SF. oh boy, was big pappa happy.
this time dan got to experience the craked out bums in SF instead of me. thanks.
oh yeah peeing in 50mph winds in the middle of the dessert at 3am is fun. i swear you should do it sometime.
11 hours in a truck with dan and no radio...it began to smell like a butt.
too much to go over, a fun four days. much needed flight from the norm. i missed someone more than i thought.
listen to a band named "may pole".
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[30 Mar 2004|09:40pm] |
at least i killed all of my idols
your's just turned their backs on you.
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[26 Mar 2004|05:59pm] |
so yeah, im about to leave for lake tahoe, KA has a couple shows up there this weekend. weird freakin place to have shows, but hey, the places are paying for us to drive up there, and i believe we get free lift tickets and free rentals. shibby. but i dont think we are leaving for another two hours or so, and its like a ten hour drive or something like that...woohoo! oh well, this should be some good times.
other than that...i hate it when you feel like you have a million things to say, but nothing can come out. you feel extreamly ignorant and un-intelligent. just plain dumb works too. sorry if i give you blank stares. i probably love you.
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[25 Mar 2004|02:03am] |
new cell phone and number
760-481-8585
dont stalk me, i know im hot stuff and all, but please.
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| it saved my life |
[23 Mar 2004|11:36pm] |
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these city lights blur? once again we said too much
and though i wont mind saying again, our lips turn sour
and my broken fingers will keep me from holding you
our hearts once sang?
cool evening breeze rings in our ears
the sound that we once shared
early summer's sun? wouldnt mind seeing again.
salt water stings my eyes, but never burned so pure?
again we've said too much and legs wont move
we're stuck
dont forget the sound that rang so pure
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