This city drains me, or maybe it's the smell of gasoline...

Gold teeth and a curse for this town...

There is only one strength. All others are mearly leeches off of it ( Read more... )

I found this article in Rip Magazine ( Read more... )

Now most of the time, I don't like to talk about titles and the whatnot. Even the term "hardcore" has been corrupted by wannabes and posers who have no idea what hardcore is. Is skating hardcore? Um..hell no. Not even close skater bois. Go back to you mommies and cry in their aprons. What about skiing? Waterloo? Bobsleding? How about ( Read more... )

Whats the worse thing about being in a popular local band ( Read more... )

Well, I insisted on not sniffing the glue, but it ended up with me in a tanker and a forty six on my back. I had no idea why it came to this and the recommended seventy five cents was burning a hole in my pocket. I decided to leave it to the bad guys and see what kind of mess they could clean up. However, the only thing that was running through ( Read more... )

Continuum ( Read more... )

And so an arguement about Grilled Cheese entered the atmosphere here at Gordon Street. What a bummer. Can't my sisters complain to me about other things than about tasty grilled sandwiches filled with creemy American cheese? I guess not. Well, I came out of my room smelling this delicatessen of the sandwiches and decided that I would help ( Read more... )

Anew! So the homeless bit was just a scare. Thats good. I managed to borrow a little bit of cash from the father unit (who now constantly reminds me that I "owe" him money) and paid off the housepayment. The rest of the bills I left to the mother unit and the family was saved from living in vehicles. It always seems to come down to the wire ( Read more... )