Some kinda Freaky's Journal

12:30AM - "Ho's, yous a ho. I said that yous a ho."

Today was a very good day. Fuckin beautiful out there. and it'll only get better. Sam and I went into Boston today and that was mad cool. We walked around the boston public garden and then around the charles. yup those two places kept us busy most of the day. People watching is such fun! heh. We saw this odd family doing like circus tricks at the Common and it was entertaining. Yeah until they tried to collect money from everyone.

Last night was mad cool. little gathering over Ryan's house. That was lots of fun. It was Sam, Kellie, Ryan, Zak and Julia. Zak and I reminised (however you spell it) about all our crazy times together. We all watched "Office Space" and then Uni-vision. Uni is so fuckin funny, esp if you don't know Spanish. They had this weird skit with Fidel Castro and some scantily clad chick, and they kept falling into holes in the sand on the beach. So Random.

Current mood: amused

8:55AM - "shower scrub and shave, cleanly boys don't misbehave."

Well I start at guitar center today!! Wooo! I'm wicked excited. It's awesome getting a job that I'm actually excited about working at. heh I even ironed my shirt. Perhaps I should shower too. Yes I believe I will...

Just think everyone I'll be naked in a couple of minutes.

Exciteing no?

Yeah I thought so.

8:35AM - Take the pledge to get this idiot outta office!

1:00AM - some writing

All American (This may become a song)

Today is ending
where does tomorrow begin?
there is no end in sight
for this struggle we're engaged in
Don't tell me to not fight
or not to resist
just because we don't agree
doesn't make me a terrorist
whatever happaned to democracy?
Was it something we ever had?
or something that we'll never see?
if your not for us
then your against us
is the fucked up nationalist mentality
and you call this the land of the free
when you gave up your rights willingly
under the guise of national security
and what was it we were fighting for anyway?

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stop take a look around
pictures, places, poses
and looks that condiscend (sp?)
from you and your fake friends
and it all just feels so good
when we don't do what we should

it's something that we all wanted
cheap shots and more ways to pretend
Step back and begin to forget
all the times alone you spent
days to months to years of regret

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These companys are all the same
all for profit all for gain
never mind the human factor
the job you gave us was not a favor
we never asked to be spit upon

Controll Controll
Our thoughts
our minds our bodies
all must fall in line
So don't step outta line
the shepard likes his flock the same

nine to five and nie to five
left with a check
reimbusement for our inner death
and your feeling barely alive
being a slave to the wage
a cog in an untra-violent machine

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gray no longer exists
like black and white movies
all turned techni-color
dark
dull dreary
muddled like a dirty river
till a meteor shower
cleared it all away
a new day broken
vibrant
alive multi-colors spewing forth
in an endless stream of light
behind a soft blue backdrop
the stage curtains of our life.


_Feel free to comment and suggestions and such are greatly appreciated.

Current mood: creative

12:17AM

Oh yes and my life:

WEll easter was spent with Sam. I helped her work on some projects for school and such. But it was really nice. Her family treats me well enough. Heh her mom even made me an easter basket. The downside of this was I had to go to Easter Church. Sigh. Well I was amused. Christians do some crazy shit around easter time.

Bad news my mom, sister and grandmother were over my uncle Kevin's house. They told me both him and my aunt look like corpses, and there that jaundice yellow looking color. So fucking sad. I hate shit like this. For me I don't really know what to wish for. Death or some sort of recovery? Ha I'm kidding myself. At least in the line of my aunt. I think that's pretty much hopeless. My uncle could survive if he gets a transplant. Why does it seem that the alcoholics of the world don't get liver issues as much as people who rarely drink? I dunno I dunno. And then if your rich your treated like royalty. Take Mickey Mantle.. Fuckin drank away his liver and bam they gave him a new one. And he fucked that up too.

That's all for now. I think it's gonna be a late night. I may post some of my craptastic writing later on.

Current mood: annoyed

12:14AM - "I break for Cock."

Ok so once I was in Borders with Katie, I think, and there was this how to make sex toys from common household items book...

Anyways from boredom last night I went and looked hardcore style for sites on how to make sex toys from common household itmes.

1 site! That's it. and only like 8 different things. sigh... so much for my quest.

Other news:

Sadly Weird Al's parents were found dead in their San Diego home. They were victims of carbon monoxide poisoning. That's sad. Weird Al must be crushed. I bet he's a nice person. He just seems nice. Oh well.

Current mood: awake

Current music: "War on Errorism" - NoFx

1:12AM - "I'm tied to this world by these four (6) strings I play. and I break one almost every other day."

Damn I miss a lot of stuff lately...

Framingham state big fucking time. Everyone there, Jade, Katie, Kitten, Kazzy, Abbie ________ <--Your name here.

I miss BSC a lot. I've been thinking back to my BSC days a lot here. I miss Chris, Sam, Joel, Mike, Andi, Scott, the other Chris, Kristin, Disgruntled Hippy Rob, DJ Dan, and the rest also ______ <----Your name here.

I got the Job at guitar center!! Wicked fuckin psyched!! Crappy pay but it's the first time I've been excited about a job.

Sam and I are doing awesome as per usual. the other day we rented "1984" and "Butt-O-Ween." It was fuckin awesome. They NEEEEEEEEEEEEED to bring back beavis and butthead in the worst way. Last weekend we went to castle island and that rocked my anus. That place is really cool.

1:51AM - quick question people...

OK guitar center offered me a job...

Big dogs will pay me more but I will probably hate working there.

Guitar center pays less but I'll like working there.

what to do what to do?

12:31AM

oh yeah and even more amazing with the yardwork thing is that I HATE YARD WORK!! it's right up there with pukeing, cleaning up puke, dog shit, and other such things on my list.

11:15PM - "boredom is for sale now..."

Ok so I'm fuckin going out of my mind with boredom...

Today I raked both sides of the yard in the front to the point where I have blisters on my hands. Apparently a higher power didin't want me to do yard work cuz 15 minutes into the rakeing the rake snapped in half. Mr. Fix it here duct taped the lower half to my old street hockey stick.. and kept on rakeing. My punishment for disobeying God's order? BLISTERS!!

Ok I cleaned out the sink. Whats so hard about that you might ask? I'll tell ya. The sink is backed up pretty badly and well a weeks worth of food stuffs in it makes for one interesting smell. It was hilarious. I had my bandana on over my nose like a misplaced cowboy, and rubber gloves on up to my elbows. I was laughing hysterically about the grossness inbetween me gagging, litterally, from the smell.

I also cleaned the living room and mopped the kitchen floor. Yeah go me.

Fuckin A I need a job!

So that's it from here. I'm exhausted from aformentioned work.

Current mood: tired

Current music: Lars and the bastards

11:53AM

Today was really bitchin

I got out of bed because I had to throw up. I'm really sick. I mean REALLY sick.

I feel unusual because my antidepressants are making me hairy.

I'm so sad. My kitten got run over this afternoon. I found him when I was coming home from school. His head was all squished. I took some photos. I'll miss him. Poor kitty.

Last night I had to shave my entire body. Apparently, the lice that I caught from Amanda's friend are really hard to get rid of. I look quite strange with no hair and eyebrows. I'd post pictures, but my webcam is broken.

I want to tell the world to get fucked.

I am updating this journal for the first time in ages, because I've been in prison.

Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here's some photos of my cock.

I want to say thanks to simon and Abbey and Dave and the other Simon for helping me on Saturday. You guys are the best. By the way, if you happen to find my wallet, keys or underwear, could you SMS me? Adrian has my number.

I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have a terrible skin disease which prevents me from coming into contact with other human beings. And bipolar disorder.

You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you you're a moron.

I'm getting a mushroom tattoo on my forehead... or wait that's from Juan last night. eh whatever. I don't remember.

That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with some naked photos of myself. (Not safe for work - teehee).

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Current mood: amused

2:06AM

ok so I was offereda job at Boch Kia.

Starting pay $37,000/year + commision...

however it entails:

No weekends off
One day off a week
3 days working 9am-9pm
the rest are 8 hour days.

I can't do it. and I'm sorry for bitching cuz I know some of you are working much harder than that. but my sanity comes first as does seeing my gf.

and why is it that grandma bitches relentlessly about how clean this house isn't and then goes and shits all over the bathroom, doesn't clean it up, and leaves her shitty granny panties in the sink??? NOT FUCKING SANITARY!@!!

otherwise i bought a really good pinkerton thugs cd "The pain and..."

Current mood: annoyed

Current music: "The pain and.." The Pinkerton Thugs

1:10AM - "Working all day look a devil in the eye."

Ok so here's my little brain dilema:

I'm currently unemployed and thus I feel rather worthless.

Now where does this feeling stem from?

Keeping in mind since losing my job I've written more, played more guitar, cleaned my room (well somewhat), and spent more time with my woman.

Do I feel worthless cuz society has programed me to feel like I am worthless when not "contributing" something to society, ie. having a job?

Do I naturally have to have a job and be working to feel like I am important/worth something?

Keep in mind that I do believe as people we are inherintly worth something, we have an intrinsic value working or otherwise.
-Note from the author (me): Oddly enough I do believe people are important even if we do manage to fuck up our cool world....

Either way I'm rediculously lucky to have Sam. She makes everything seem a bit better and with everything going on, two family memebers basically dieing, the loss of my job, she's kept me somewhat sane. I'd be so fucked up right now if it weren't for her.

I NEED A FUCKING JOB!!

Current mood: irritated

Current music: Ann Beretta

12:27AM

"iI's all good it's allright fuck all day fuck all night."

Current mood: amused

12:26AM

12:15AM - wood is good

Ok so I was born too late. Why am I not Hugh Heffner?

Seriously if I were Hugh, when I died I'd have a giant dick pointed to the sky erected (uhhh huh huh I said "erect")as my grave stone.


On another note. Sam quit Birkenstock too. She's so loyal. I love her sooo much :-)

Current mood: accomplished

Current music: "lower class crusifixion" - The Unseen

6:32PM - Out witht he olde in with the new

Birkenstock fired me... Yup.

All because I have a mohawk.. Which I combed down for the job. Fuckin A the're lame.

So it looks like I'll be the assistant manager for big dogs instead.


Otherwise I'm wicked amused by all this.

Current mood: amused

12:04AM

10:33PM - Suck my balls while humming the star spangled banner

So it has been a horror-tastic weekend! Sam and I saw dawn of the dead and watched all three of the "Silence of the Lambs" movies. I was pleased all around. Dawn of the dead was really good except the zombies ran, I thought that was agianst zombie rules? The ending pleased me a lot, though I won't give it away.

It's weird I really enjoyed the whole Hannibal Lecter charecter. I loved how he was all refined and cultured and crap right down to the people he ate "free-range rudes." And then well there's the whole eating people thing. Heh and the entire time I kept hopeing he'd get away. Wooo!

Firday night I had a little party. Sam, Ryan, Kellie, Lisa, Zak, Keith and company, were all there. good times were had by all.

I got my mohawk back!!! I'll scan pix as soon as I get them developed.. oh and paid for. this may take awhile.

and I still hate work.

Current mood: amused

Current music: "End of an Era" - Pinkerton Thugs

11:43AM - Stolen from another LJ

If You're Happy And You Know It Bomb Iraq

If you cannot find Osama, bomb Iraq.
If the markets are a drama, bomb Iraq.
If the terrorists are Saudi,
And your alibi is shoddy,
And your tastes remain quite gaudy,
Bomb Iraq.

If you never were elected, bomb Iraq.
If your mood is quite dejected, bomb Iraq.
If you think that SUVs,
Are the best thing since sliced cheese,
And your father you must please,
Bomb Iraq.

If the globe is quickly warming, bomb Iraq.
If the poor will soon be storming, bomb Iraq.
We assert that might makes right,
Burning oil is a delight,
For the empire we will fight,
Bomb Iraq.

If we have no allies with us, bomb Iraq.
If we think that someone's dissed us, bomb Iraq.
So to hell with the inspections,
Let's look tough for the elections,
Close your mind and take directions,
Bomb Iraq.

If corporate fraud is growin', bomb Iraq.
If your ties to it are showin', bomb Iraq.
If your politics are sleazy,
And hiding that ain't easy,
And your manhood's getting queasy,
Bomb Iraq.

Fall in line and follow orders, bomb Iraq.
For our might now knows no borders, bomb Iraq.
Disagree? We'll call it treason,
It's the make war not love season,
Even if we have no reason,
Bomb Iraq.