| The Birthday Of All Birthdays |
Nov 23, 2006 12:37 am
1020 Views | I always thought that once you turn twenty one that there was no going back, that all the years and birthdays would lead up to that twenty first anniversary of life, thus making all the other numerous birthdays to come meaningless... Nothing can be further from the truth.
Last year I thought that my twenty first birthday was going to be the end, the party to end all parties, a binge of nihilism and hedonistic immature shennaigans. And indeed it was. I mean I could legally drink, gamble, buy an assault rifle, the works. There was nothing else to look forward too, no mroe limits to cross, no more rights of passage.
Then came this last birthday, my twenty second birthday. This one made last year look like a second grade pin the tail on the donkey kid birthday party. What was supposed to be a rather large kick back excellerated and escalated into a pretty happening shindig.
It started out at about three, with arrival of my homie Stiv, which was immediately followed by the arrival of two other people. There wasn't much weed, no booze, and no money, there was a cake and pizza, which was good enough. My homie Stiv had bought me a bottle of Jagermiester, and my other homie Trevor bought a 5th of Jack Daniels and a few grams of weed so we could have some intoxicated fun. Soon the party escalated and more chemicals were added to this equation of celebration. With these new elements a new wave of madness swept over a lot of us, and we were helpless to resist having more fun...
Practically everyone in my family was here, practically all of my friends, not to mention people that I didn't know rolling through. The drinks kept pouring, the weed kept burning, people came in, people came out.
The party didn't finally end, at my house anyway, until about ten thirty or eleven. From there the group which had dwindled to about eleven, had reduced to a double car load of seven, and we went to my friend Beth's house to drink some more. By this time I was falling out, because the party had been going on now for like nine hours. By an ironic time, 4:20 AM, Andrew, Whitney, Stiv, and I ditched Bobby and Beth to go to Andrew and Whitney's place to sleep. There Drew and Whit fought till about six and Stiv and I channel surfed, watching a combination of preachers and cartoons. It was a laugh riot. By six thirty to seven Drew and Whit were out, Stiv (the first guest to arrive, and still the last one to stop!) was falling out, and I was falling asleep on the couch watching Saved By The Bell.
My birthday was awesome, a drugged out fiasco of nihilistic activity. The fact that I survived my 21st year of life was a miracle, and the fact that I survived the celebration of my twenty second year of life is an even bigger miracle. Even though a lot of it is a blur, and I can't remember every detail to the exact T, I think it is safe to say that I had fun. I am happy that the people that I love the most showed up and got fucked up with me! | |
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| 1:37 AM |
Nov 21, 2006 1:48 am
1082 Views | I am really intoxicated right now...
It is now officially my birthday. As of midnight today. But if you want to play the semantics game, than I am still twenty one for a few more hours, as I was technically born at 10:20 AM eastern time. As a matter in fact my poor mom was probably in labor with me at this time twenty two years ago. I owe that woman my life; after all, she brought into mine, and I love her for it. Even though this day is quote unquote about me because it is the anniversary of my life, this day in a lot of ways is also about my mother. Without her I wouldn't be here, and more importantly I wouldn't have turned out half as good as I did.
Of all the bad elements in my life, past and present, and out of all the people that have come in and out my life regardless of their role, I can safely and honestly say right now that my mother is the only one who has ever been one hundred percent beside me. So she is the only one that I am PROUD to fuckin say that I 100% emulate and respect and love. There are few people who actually deserve to live on this wretched fucking rock of a planet, and my mother is one of them. She deserves the world, and gets absolutely shit. She has been shafted out of a lot of things that she deserved to have in her life, and yet she never let the herself get bitter. She never let any negative emotions eat her up into a jealous skeleton, and because of her selflessness, and her constant good nature, she deserves the world.
Soon, hopefully, I will be able to get her the house she always wanted, the car that doesn't break down, shit she wants. That is my birthday wish, I think; despite all the greedy things I may want later. This day is my birthday, but it is a part of her too, as I am... | |
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| Scorpios Rule!!!! |
Nov 19, 2006 8:38 pm
939 Views |  | Well now, what to say what to say?
Well it is two days before my birthday, can you believe it? I will be 22 this year. Time flies when you're having fun, or I should say time flies when you're incredible busy too.
Even though the anniversary of a new year is on New Year's Eve, I also believe that your age is also a "New Year's" celebration in a lot of ways. Sure the spanb or a year is between the months of January and December, but the span of a year can also be measured between ones birthday and the next. In this last year I have done a lot of things, and experienced a lot of emotions, both familiar and alien.
But to say the least, I have done a lot of productive shit this "year" too. I quit smoking cigarettes, the four month mark was on November 17th. I finally got off of my lazy ass and enrolled into school, albeit a junior college, but nonetheless a good school damn it! My music has begun to take off in a way that I only hoped. I think I did a lot of great things, good improvements on myself this year, and this coming year I plan on doing more. I have more goals, and I will accomplish them. Afterall I am a SCORPIO!!!! |
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| HAPPY VETERAN'S DAY |
Nov 12, 2006 2:52 am
1167 Views |  | To all of our soldiers and brave people who have fought for their freedoms, and for mine as well as everyone else's, I just want to say THANK YOU! To all of our brave men and women who serve this country, I just want to give my thanks for your integrity and bravery. It is your actions and your fearlessness that benefits us all. You fight for our freedom, our families, our friends, our strengths and our weaknesses. There are a lot of ignorant people out there who may judge you, but they don't understand that you still fight for them, and their ignorance. So kudos to our soldiers, thank you and may you all have peace on this holiday in honor and recognition of you! |
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| 2:04 AM |
Nov 10, 2006 2:04 am
965 Views |  | I am tired, and now that I a actually here online, and ready to go, I find myself not wanting to write a blog now. I gotta get up early tomorrow morning and go to work, hours that I don't normally work, so I must get rest. |
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| Self-Recrimination 101 (Revision of the Rules) |
Nov 9, 2006 12:46 am
957 Views | About a million entries ago, I had written a piece on my personal morality, and my own rules on how to tell if one (by my standards) is behaving immoral. I have recently decided to update and revise them, along with a bunch of new alterations which have resulted from my own personal experiences since the last post.
CHEATING:
The following rules will determine if you are faithful or a cheating bastard...
1-If you are in Japan, Europe, and Australia, your marriage license isn't valid so if in this situation then go for it.
2-If they have the same name as your lover, or have a tattoo that is the same as one that your lover has, then it is a technicality, so your conscience will dictate the result of this one.
3-Hand jobs don't count
4-Blow jobs do count
6-If it is to up your career than it is just a rough day at the office.
Rules I broke: None, I am a very faithful fool, I know...
Before I start this one I must first say my opinion with . I do not condone the abuse of them, I don't even really condone the use of them either, but if you are going to play the difficult cat and mouse game of s then know these rules so that you don't make true users look bad. Addicts give users a bad name, they don't know the rules, users do... So this will determine the difference between the two
1-Paying for s makes you a user, how much cash you pay and how often you pay is a different story.
2-If you use the term "I need" instead of the term "I want" in reference to the substance, then you are an addict.
3-If you ever forget people you met a few days ago, and can't remember how in the hell you know them, then you are doing too much.
4-If you ever wrote countless essays, songs, blogs, stories, about your DRUGs encounters, than you are an addict.
5-If you hang out with people that pester you just because you can get high with them later, then you are a G addict.
Rules I broke: 1, 3, 4, 5 (but this one is inevitable, because I don't like a lot of people anyways, so this one is a loophole)
Alright I am tired, I will leave more rules for you to read later, peace out and Hail Satan! | |
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| MUSIC RANT 3 (THE STORY CONTINUES) |
Nov 8, 2006 2:00 am
771 Views |  | Well everyone my music is still safe, and it has been backed up, along with some of my pictures and compositions that I had written. Now that I know all is well and all is good in the world, I can say that it is time to get back to work and make some new tunes. I have undergone a lot of metamorphosis over the last month or two, and I have experienced some new emotions and sensations that were either completely new or a pleasure long lost. So now I must get high and reflect on all the turmoil, all the adventure, all the sadness, and triumph, I need to ball it all up and mold something out of it. I am starting up the engine to this monstrous music making mechanical Juggernaut, and as I pry open my third eye and pull out my emotions to expose to the world, I can't help but wonder if there really may be a chance to make something out all this shit. At first making this music was more for fun, for shits and giggles, and as the fun grew more and more and I got enveloped into this world of music making more and more, the idea of making it through this creative outlet became a decent pipe dream. But now the dream is becoming more and more tangible, more reachable, I feel as though I can really make something out myself with this shit. A lot of my friends and other people who have heard it have said I they liked it and that I have potential. I am one of those people that I have to be told something at least twenty times before I really start to consider to believe it. But so many people have told me they like it and that I should make music for movies or some shit like that, and it is really starting to go to my head, in a good way, and I am starting to feel inspired. If the goal is right in front of me, might as well as grab it.
Go to the deepest, darkest, most primal parts of the human psyche, and there you will find a vague reflection of the music that is ME... |
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| MUSIC RANT PART 2 |
Nov 7, 2006 4:49 am
903 Views | | Irony has a new face in my book, and in my life it has reached a new meaning. Last night, shortly after I wrote my last blog, I decided to search the internet for some porn. I accidentally infected my computer with a virus, and the damned thing was going hay wire this morning, before I went to work. The thing at the bottom of my screen kept saying that my systems were malfunctioning and that my R.A.M. was being eaten up at a rapid rate. Needless to say that I was freaking out because I hadn't save my shit in hella days and I was concerned about my music files and shit. My friend Cale came over on my lunch break and he helped me try to put some virus spy ware on my computer to wipe it out, but it wasn't responding, and he had a disk that would erase my hard drive, but in doing so, it would also kill that damned virus. I was tempted to use it, to give my computer a sionide pill, but I decided not too, I decided to wait for another option, still holding onto the disk as a fail safe, as a final bullet for my computer. But as fate or God or Satan, or Alah, or whatever cynical bastard is running the show, dedided to give me the punchline to all this cyber-drama. My homie Chris came over, and with his knowledge he fixed the computer, and everything was back to normal, all my files safe and sound, my internet working again. I was happy that I didn't use that damned disk, and I was happy that my shit was saved, without any problem. The whole problem was actually pretty little and light, and after a half an hour of drinking beer and smoking pot, we were triumphant in our mission, or he was, because he did all the keystrokes. But in the end, I am happy, I didn't think it would work out, I thought my shit was gone, and that I had lost that battle, and you know how Scorpios HATE losing. So yeah irony is fucked up, lol | |
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| MUSIC RANT |
Nov 5, 2006 10:31 pm
897 Views |  | My music is alive. There is no stopping it. I have been writing and messing with this program on my computer now, for little bit over a year, and I have almost thirty songs to show for it. Not to mention all the bullshit my body and mental state went through the endless sleepless nights I spent working on music. I made tracks when I was sober, I made them drunk, I made songs while smoking and being high, not to mention all of the other standards I had to endure. For the longest time I would bake in a closet that was over ninety five degrees inside day long and night long, because the computer with my shit on it was back there. I still sat there, sweating and hot, clicking the mouse and staring at the screen for hours, just to make a song or two. Now I have enough shit to make a good record. I am unstoppable. |
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| DAY OFF |
Nov 5, 2006 4:15 pm
870 Views |  | Hello out there everyone
I am in such a good mood today. For the most part I am rpetty sober today, and it is my day off. Has the world gone mad? Has Hell frozen over? Well at least for the moment it is apparently so, because I am fucking sober, on my day off, and that is just a shocker. But I am in a good mood today, I am sitting here listening to Pantera's album "Vulgar Display Of Power" while I write this little blog entry. All I have planned is to clean up my room, and work out a little bit. Other than that there is dinner to look forward too, Mom's spaghetti and Meatballs, and the fact that I don't have to work or do anything tonight unless I choose to get up and do it. |
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