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The Swine and The Bear.
Found out Monday that Matt has a minor form of Swine Flu ( Read more... ) -
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I don't know about anyone anymore.
Nothing is as it seems.
I'm done playing games.
It's time to rebuild and start over. -
R. Crumb
At the shop yesterday Carl left early with Bobby to photograph the dirt track races in Ransomville. I just hung around and played secretary for a bit (aka surfing the interweb). After Jay's appointment left he came up and started showing me all this crazy stuff like Archie McPhee, BostonDynamics Big Dog, and The Butthole Surfers. Afterwards he ( Read more... ) -
ignorance is a wall that people should eventually get over.
I've been meaning to vent about how ignorant people are, just because a shop doesn't have a sweet name and isn't in Buffalo, automatically makes it suck? "Pff what kind of a name is Carl's? That could be any kind of business." Really? The shop is called Carl's Tattooing, he decided to call it that because he moved around a lot and still wanted ( Read more... ) -
Operations... I hope you crash and burn.
I walked out of my job Friday, right after I wrote a pissed off email to my boss. It's clearly obvious he hates me and is phasing me out anyway. It would have been awesome if he was upfront with me, and he could have told me to maybe start looking for another job a lot sooner, because it doesn't seem like gc is working out. All he had to say, ( Read more... ) -
Lava Land
Saturday ( Read more... ) -
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Me: "...why are you shoving your fist into my armpit?"
Justin: "BECAUSE IT'S WARM OKAY!??"
I love waking up next to him and being ridiculous. :) -
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The Faceless
Between The Buried And Me
In Flames
October 3rd
House Of Blues
Boston, Massachusetts
I haven't been to a show in almost 2 years.
I just bought tickets.
Super excited. -
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Your arms are the ocean and I am lost at sea.
The comfort of your waves, slowly rocking me to sleep.
If I were to ever set sail, and leave for the shores,
please don't worry lover, I've made sure...
that my heart will forever be anchored,
to the bottom of the ocean floor. -
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Lost it for a second.
Something still needs to change though.