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Apr 26, 2007 4:22 am
1122 Views |  | Well here is the latest update on shit. First off, my boyfriend had to undergo knee surgery on Tuesday and that had tripped me out because I don't like thinking about shit like that, and I sure as hell didn't like the fact of my boi going through any kind of procedure that involved blood. But needless to say He had to go and get His knee fixed so He went into surgery on Tuesday and everything went smoothly. I am so happy He is fine.
Other than that I am getting more and more involved in my job. I have been there for almost five years, and as much as I am sick of being screwed, I must say that I starting to get the recognition and respect I deserve. A lot of the people I work with at night are starting to really respect me, and that is cool. Plus tomorrow, err later today, is pay day so yay!
My friends and I are still working on this tree house we started making last weekend. It is funny how a poorly made bench on a tree branch inspired us to make a multi-level and multi-room tree house complete with roofing, walls, a couch, a pole to slide down on, a basement (yes a basement in a tree house I know!), as well as a fire pit, a look out tower, and cushions for us all to sit on. Today we had seven people on one of our levels and the thing was so supported that it didn't even bend. This thing is fun, and I know what you're all thinking: how old are you? But you not what? I am having fun and so are my buddies and the fact is that many people our age, as well as high school kids alike are working on this thing. It is a creative powerhouse for this neighborhood. We have eleven year olds helping us build shit, I mean kids are just coming out of the wood work to make this thing, and it is cool because it not only makes a purpose for us but for them. We are building it because most of us never had a tree hosue when we were younger, and for those kids helping us, they are gaining the experience of having a tree house when they are young, and the fun of hanging out with older kids who help them build it. Point is this tree house is cool, and when it is done it will be cooler. Just today I was sitting there, working on the roofing when I said to myself how much we did in the last five days. That place brings purpose to everyone that is involved, enhancing out dull lives into something new and exciting again, maybe not forever, but just a little bit.
Now I must sleep I am tired and I have to wake up early and get my check and then get some supplies and then work on our fort! |
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| Unholy Days |
Apr 20, 2007 4:40 am
1247 Views |  | Today is a good day, for some. For others today's date means nothing but trouble. All I know is that it is April 20th, and that means it is that magic number, that magic day where the word trouble seems to lose most of it's meaning. To all of you out there who have plans today, rock on! I quote the famous Sabbath song, "Sweat Leaf", for all of by saying: "you introduced me to my mind..."
I was with my friends yesterday, and they called me to this field by my house to smoke, and when I got there they were building this tree house in a tree. We spent most of the day working on it, and then at midnight, my homie T and I ventured out there armed with a flashlight, and sat in our tree surrounded in darkness, where we smoked a couples bowls. Then we heard an animal, probably a skunk or a small monkey, rustling around in the brush below and around our tree. So we went back here, and I have spent most of the A.M. portion of this non-national holiday playing World Of Warcraft. But yeah I am going to go to sleep, and when I wake up I am going to eat a fat sandwich, throw a frozen Tony's Pizza in the oven, and vegetate for a little bit. It is time for a little M.E. Time for once, I mean with the music, and work, and working out, I need a break. So Happy 420 to Me, and Happy 420 to all of you too.... |
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| Frankenstien's Monster |
Apr 9, 2007 3:36 am
1219 Views |  | I think I played too much and too hard on my fruity loops on my computer... I am so blocked creatively every time I open it up to make something... Let me rephrase that, I don't have a block, I am just sick of playing with the same damned noises and sounds. I am sick of the same toms, hats, snares, kicks, drum loops, and beat samples; tired of the same Basses and pianos and guitars... I need new noises, and new samples to play with. I have been recording stuff up the butt with my microphone that I have hooked up tot he computer, making all kinds of noises so I can play with them and make more noise out of them!
I had a bunch of soundfonts that my friend and music associate gave to me, and they still work, but even those got old. Plus my computer had a bug a while back and I had to reinstall my fruity loops on my hard drive again, this time a less advanced version. So now I have the soundfonts, but I can't plug them in through the "soundfont player" because that is what the program identifies as a demo, meaning it is unusable to me because I bootlegged the program! So until I get the newer and better version that I once had, I am somewhat crippled musically. But have no fear, because I already found ways to get around that little technical problem, because I MAKE things happen my way damn it! Technology says "no", then I shout "YES!", and my will is done. So have no fear, the world is still not safe from the sleeping beast... And when I get it awake once again, things will be much more visceral, as I have only grown musically, learning more capabilities which spawn more, fresher ideas... I am sleepy, goodnight. |
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| Pent Up Thoughts |
Apr 6, 2007 5:20 am
1305 Views |  | I am ready for bed right now, but before I go I have a few things to get off of my chest...
number one-Fuck Ice Cream... Yes I said it, and I mean it, fuck Ice Cream... I had to work an extra 2 1/2 hours today because of it. I will have nightmares in my sleep because of it. I ended up working an eleven hour day, all because our freezer went out and I had to unload twenty five freezers. My boss and I packed the meat department and bakery freezers to the rim, and we must have filled up like twenty carts filled with mountains of Ice Cream packages of all shapes and sizes. In short, Fuck Ice Cream!
number two-Smoking cigarettes is officially one of the most disgusting things I can witness anyone do to themselves, that and vote Republican... eww had to say it!
number three-the gel in my hair keeps melting onto my forehead and back of my neck making it itch a little bit, only enough to subtly annoy me though, lol
and finally...
number four-I think all famous people really need to get lives quick! I have been surrounded by tabloid gossip shit all day, working at a grocery store and all, and all I see is bogus ass crap tattooed on every cover of every magazine on the damned check stand! So and so is cheating, so and so are adopting another kid, and blah blah blah... And everyone is eating it up like LSD, tripping off of their own little realities like drug crazed hippies, only worse. For example, did you know that when PEOPLE MAGAZINE had that article where they showed Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie-Pitt's newborn baby? Well that magazine sold out of stock... People were coming in at night asking if we had it because they had already gone to three different stores and etcetera... That was sickening because we never sell out of that magazine, or any magazine fr that matter, and the fact that America was so obsessed with seeing a picture of someone else's kid makes me feel uneasy... Fact is stupid people are taking this shit and proporting it in their heads like it is the Holy fucking Grail, and all it is is trash for your soul and mind. Fact is be interested in your own business because if you pay attention to everyone else then you won't pay attention to where you are going... That is how people get ran over... |
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| someone hand me a sedative... |
Apr 3, 2007 4:23 am
1249 Views |  | There are so many ideas in my head right now that I just have to get them out or they will start falling out of my ass and splattering on the floor.
I can't sleep right now. Sleep is not for the wicked. Does this mean I am wicked?
Ok, here's a serious one. Here is a thing I got sent to me through another site I like to play on... Here are a few questions that might boggle your minds...
Question 1:
If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had EIGHT kids already, three who
were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had
syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?
Read the next question before looking at the response for this one.
Question 2:
It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts.
Here
are the facts about the three candidates. Who would you vote for?
Candidate A.
Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologist.
He's
had two mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a
day.
Candidate B.
He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in
college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.
Candidate C
He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an
occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.
Which of these candidates would be our choice?
Decide first... no peeking, then scroll down for the response.
Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt.
Candidate B is Winston Churchill.
Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.
And, by the way, on your answer to the abortion question: If you said
YES, you just killed Beethoven.
Pretty interesting isn't it? Makes a person think before judging someone.
Wait till you see the end of this note! Keep reading..
Never be afraid to try something new. Remember: Amateurs...built the ark.
Professionals...built the Titanic
And Finally, can you imagine working for a company that has a little more
than 500 employees and has the following statistics:
* 29 have been accused of spousal abuse
* 7 have been arrested for fraud
* 19 have been accused of writing bad checks
* 117 have directly or indirectly bankrupted at least 2 businesses
* 3 have done time for assault
* 71 cannot get a credit card due to bad credit
* 14 have been arrested on drug-related charges
* 8 have been arrested for shoplifting
* 21 are currently defendants in lawsuits
* 84 have been arrested for drunk driving in the last year...
Can you guess which organization this is?
Give up yet?
It's the 535 members of the United States Congress.
The same group that crank out hundreds of new laws each year designed to
keep the rest of us in line. |
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| yay |
Mar 31, 2007 9:46 pm
1063 Views |  | some lyrics that I have stuck in my head...
BLACK SABBATH
"ELECTRIC FUNERAL"
Reflects in the sky
Warn you you're gonna die
Storm's coming you better hide
From the atomic tide
Flashes in the sky
Turns houses into stye
Turns people into clay
Radiation minds decay
Robot minds of robot slaves
Lead them to atomic rage
Plastic flowers melting sun
Fading moon falls upon
Dieing world of radiation
Victims of man's frustration
Burning globe of toxic fire
Light the Electric Funeral Fire!
And so in the sky
Shines the electric eye
Soon the Natural King
Takes Earth under His wing
Heaven's golden chorus sings
Hell's Angels flap their wings
Evil souls fall to Hell
Trapped in burning cells |
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| [untitled] |
Mar 27, 2007 2:37 am
1126 Views | I am working on some new material again... I am so happy, I had a dry spell going for quite a while: TOTAL BLOCK! TOTAL BLOCK!
But now I am back on my fruity loops studio, tweaking noises and sounds, and playing with loops and samples: splicing, dicing, slicing, pasting, and editing. The wheels in my skull are turning and the machine is firing back up. | |
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| The Drug List |
Mar 20, 2007 4:21 pm
1344 Views | This is not a list of drugs... This is merely a list of the people that I used to know or currently know now who have decided that losing themselves and all they dear is more important to them then living up to their potential...
This is a list of all the people that are lost or losing their battle in drugs, people who were all full of life, but are now more dead than ever...
The list is:
1-My Dad (everything you could do or have done)
2-My ex (Meth)
3-My homie R (Heroin addict, yay)
4-My old home girl and old roommate N (Meth BABY!)
5-My old friend B (Meth)
6-My old friend T (Meth and Yayo, that's Coke)
7-Sam (Meth)
8-David (Meth and Stupidity)
9-Bob (Alcohol, and recently Meth)
10-D (Alcohol, but He is starting to get a grip so yay)
...This is a waste to just list them, there are about twenty other people I could name, but won't because I don't want to incriminate anyone, but yeah the list goes on... Everyone is mostly a Meth addict too, what losers... | |
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| blah |
Mar 19, 2007 3:11 pm
1224 Views |  | Well as of Saturday I hit eight months with no smoking, cold turkey. I am now almost three quarters through a year. No use in bragging and going on about it at the moment because it is only eight months. When I reach a year someone better buy me a god damned cake, and it better be decorated to look like a pack of Camels. If I get one, I plan on eating the piece of cake that has the Camel on it. It's funny how I went without cigarettes for so long and yet my lungs still feel like shit. I think it is just a cold though, I don't know. But I quit, I have the best will power, yay! |
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| Weekend |
Mar 12, 2007 12:54 am
1292 Views |  | On Saturday I spent the weekend with my boyfriend in the gayest city in the world... San Fransisco. We had a good time, despite the traffic and that fact that my boi was hungover from the night before where He, a friend, and myself were all drinking. My buddy and I had Jack and Cokes and a few shots of Jager. My boi had His own bottle of Jager, which He ended up drinking the entire thing so you can imagine his hangover...
Anyways we went up there to visit one of his buddies and you know just frolic the city for a day. His friend was at a birthday party; however, and wouldn't be back in San Fran until later that day at around nine or nine thirty. So my man and I decided to just explore the city. We mostly hung out around Market and Castro, but we did stop at a Burger King, which had no drive through and looked like a high school cafeteria. I was like a kid in a candy store, according to my boi, because I was just stunned at how so stores and buildings were designed and built. We went into a Virgin Records, and a Borders, and both of them were three or four floors tall... The city has nice architecture, and I DO have a secret love for Architecture and big buildings (when I was little I would build tall ass buildings out of legos all the time).
The people in that town are fucking crazy, and I say that as an understatement. I am used to weird and crazy, and I myself take pride in knowing that my personality is somewhat off, but the people in San Fran are weird... I am not saying that in a bad way, I just mean that there is an aura of eccentricity that just hovers over that city...
We saw a male and a female prostitute on a corner, and as we observed them I saw how weird they were. I was too drunk to remember the woman whore's outfit, but the guy was literally wearing tall ass boots, a speedo type getup, with a black top that was skimpier than anything I thought could fit a man... He had this weird veil on his outfit and you can just tell that he was a prostitute, he reminded me of this character off of Reno 911, this male prostitute named Terry, lol. Anyone who knows what I am talking about will get this and if you do then you are probably laughing your asses off thinking of him...
As we passed by, I said, in reference to this Terry look alike, "what a fuckin hoe..." As we drove I heard the girl, the one who I didn't even say it about respond, "I ain't no hoe honey..."
There was this restraunt on Market that had all these people in it, and everyone, girls and guys alike, were wearing wedding dresses... The street was white with brides, most of them women, but a few flamers too... San Fransisco has made me realize just how mundane my home town is...
As for later that night...
My man and I met up with His buddy at this place on Castro... It was a pretty cool bar/club, a lot of people and a lot going on. My boi's homie bought us all a drink, and the three of us, accompanied by a growing mass of more people which got bigger and more interesting through the night all hung out at a table drinking and bullshitting. Another guy, who was hanging out with us, had just in conversation asked what I was drinking. I told Him Jack and Coke, and next thing I know, boom! I got a new drink sitting in front of me. Later that night the owner of the place, who knew my man's friend, bought us all some beers.
At the end of the night we drove home and got back at about 2:45 in the AM. I don't recall much after that, other than waking up Sunday morning with a hangover, resulting in me doing my penance to the porcelin god.
But yeah other than that magnificant trip to San Fransisco I pretty much just had a typical weekend with my boyfriend. That fact is the best one of all... |
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