Sunday, September 4, 2005
You People Make Me Laugh
Alright folks, I'm gone for a few, finally going to be getting back to planet Earth. And to those out there who hate me, dislike me, whatever, I just want you to know that you make me laugh. Without you around, there would be no joy in the world, 'cause laughing at stupid people makes the world go...
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Wednesday, August 31, 2005
A Biography
There are times when people ask me what makes the gears run and what in the hell caused the gears to be built in the first place. Truth is I don't really know the answer to those questions at all. However someone can tell you all kind of how it all started. There was this young boy of about 7 years...
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Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Back To A Favorite
My favorite thing to write about are fucked up dreams that I have. Ranting is just something that I do, but I don't exactly enjoy writing them out, it's kind of like therapy, you know? But writing about my fucked up dreams allows me to relive them, to re-examine the details again to see what I...
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Thursday, August 25, 2005
Zen And The Art Of The StingRay 5
Ok, playing bass is one of the few things that I will seriously go ballistic over if interrupted. About the only other thing that I will totally come unglued and the 55 gallon drum of hostility and rage gets kicked over is when I am bothered while I am writing or reading. Anyway- I know that was...
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Monday, August 22, 2005
Don't Hold Your Breath
Yeah, so I finally have a fucking night off of work- one of only 2 I've had in the last 7 months or so. I'll be playing bass and writing something that I might post here tomorrow when I go back to work. The odds aren't in your favor that I will, but strange shit has been known to happen, case in...
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Saturday, August 20, 2005
Still Not Feeling It
I am still not feeling the need or urge to write much of anything. As I have said before, I am burned out on reading what people have to say about what I write. I am burned out trying to write something that I wanted to write but that is also reader friendly. Frankly kids, I don't fucking care if...
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Wednesday, August 17, 2005
You Know Who You Are
So, we have us a bona fide critic in the peanut gallery. Someone who wants to take the time out of their life to read too much into what I have to rant about. Hmm... I know I'm pathetic, but to try and break down specific things? Perhaps it's my abrasive way of voicing my opinion. You know, people...
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Weisses Fleisch
Now before you go calling me some sort of racist or bigot, that's just the name of the Rammstein song that's playing as I try to come up with something to hammer out. Burned out? You fucking bet your ass I am. I am burned out on this, my job, listening to other people's bullshit, just the usual sick...
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Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Don't Even Bother
I have nothing to say right now. Turn off the TV and turn off your brain. And whatever you do, don't try to help me think of something to write, not that you would in the first place. Have a shitty day.
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Sunday, August 14, 2005
How Stupid Can People Be?
This Sheehan cunt needs to pull her head out of her woe-is-me ass and quit the bullshit. The fact that some woman is saying that Bush got her son killed is fucking insane. Last time I checked Misses Dipshitius, the military was a VOLUNTEER force. So that would mean that her son VOLUNTEERED of his...
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