I now have a myspace page. I'm not sure yet how I feel about being sucked into the phenomena, yet it was inevitable. Suffice to say, that is where most of my personal updates will probably be from now on; I will probably use lj more in the way I originally intended: as a journal. Thus many of my posts may be private... but do not despair. As many ( Read more... )

I have been entirely uncreative lately. I need to get the move on, especially since I plan on completing my first book by my birthday this fall. I've been booyah'd by writer's block.

However, I have 150 pages complete, which is about the halfway point. With a little perserverance, this should be no problem.

I just want to take this moment to say HAYAKU KASAI! to all my ninjas out there.

-Word.

I dedicate this post to the memory of Lizzy, the small dog of Action IV. It is still to this day the only pokemon I have ever known, nor really do I wish to ever know more. Will I miss her? I can't stay that I really will, for she was mere noise most of the time. Or I could be in a small amount of denial, since I would have never admitted liking ( Read more... )

I have finally watched King Kong... And I've come to the conclusion that I would never want to meet him in a mosh pit.

A) Boy Hits Car's newest album, "The Passage", will finally be released in stores on the 28th of this month. To date, this album has only been available off their website, but will now be on the shelves next to national acts; a well deserved position for these musical maniacs ( Read more... )

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Gunship Radio to play at Planet Rock on March 11th with SBU and Krisco Lockets. Get there around 9:30 or 10:00 and be prepared to spend $5 for some good rock and roll.

There are few things that piss me off more than bearing the fault for someone else's fuckups. Especially when it's a generalization. Like women who hate men because they are pigs. That's a common topic. Here is a fine example ( Read more... )

A moments’ breeze wound its way through a set of trees, and found its way to a green field littered with marked stones, kicking up fallen leaves and flower petals to swirl and dance on the wind. It tousled one mans hair, and very slightly, he raised his head ( Read more... )