It's been so long since I've cleaned my computer room. So long, in fact, I just found a bag full of rotting lettuce from a salad I ate a week ago.

No wonder the room stunk so fucking bad for the past few days. I thought I just needed a shower or something.

MASTER-.....BACON!

I walked into Coldstone on my birthday, and all I could think about was how the hell you could possibly stand that music for more than 3 hours everyday working there.

It made me miss you terribly: you and your insane taste in music.

Then I laughed hysterically at how your brother got fired for always getting more than his free alotted food choice.  ( Read more... )

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I never update anymore.

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Seriously? What the fuck? Who the fucking hell listens to them, anyway?

"FOLLOW THE DAY! FOLLOW THE DAY AND REEEEAACCCHHH FOR THE SUUUUUUUUUN!"

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Sometimes people need to stop being so fucking sexy. Therefore, I can concentrate on plotting murder and extensive violent acts.

FUCK FALSE ADVERTISING

Only my interesting entries are friend's only. Someone who's just skimming through this would probably be pretty goddamn bored.

Anyway, Rancid was really good. The crowd wasn't even half bad. I got punched in the back of the head only once this time. The whole show was pretty intense. The acoustic finale totally fucked the whole thing up for me, ( Read more... )

I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you ( Read more... )