I found the tape stash at work yesterday. Scored some excellent shit. Some Iron Maiden, Danzig, Anthrax, Van Halen, Winger, Judas Priest, White Snake, Bon Jovi, and The Best of Night Ranger. I've never listened to Iron Maiden before, and I'm hating myself for it now. Also found some Mr. Mister and Depeche Mode laying around. I swear some of these ( Read more... )

I got shafted at work today. Paycheck was only 143 bucks. So I guess I'll be selling my body out on the corner tonight. Who's looking for a good time ( Read more... )

Last night was the first really good New Years I've had in a while. It woulda been nice to get laid, but I was too wasted to run any game. I woke up this morning to my keys missing, all of my shoes crammed into my filing cabinet, and my car full of shrubbery. Who knows what the fuck that is about. There is also a sprinkler in my backpack that wasn' ( Read more... )

Last night turned out great. I ended up killing about half a bottle of Old Whiskey River, half a bottle of Jagermeister, got smoked out by a few too many people, and drank god knows how many beers. The best thing is that for how much I drank, I really don't feel like shit today. It seems like last time I drank that much I puked my guts out the next ( Read more... )

I am the ripe old age of 22 today. I don't feel much different, and never do. I've been trying to find mushrooms all week long, so as to celebrate, but my efforts are quite fruitless. I really wanted to eat way too many and end up running through somebody's front yard naked and covered in mud and war paint. There's always next weekend for that ( Read more... )

How the fuck can you kill Dimebag Darrell?!?!

I found out last night that we scored a spot opening up for Oh, Beast! and Attack Formation, but it's not until April. That sucks, but it's something to look forward to. I'm thinking about going to see Oh Beast play tonight, but I just woke up from a 15 hour sleep, and I'm still fucking tired. I always thought it was weird that sleeping too long ( Read more... )

There's nothing like an absurd night of drunkeness to cleanse the palette. Physically, I always feel like shit, but mentally I feel great. Perhaps it's the screaming, yelling, and urinating on inappropriate things that creates such a great stress releif ( Read more... )

My father had a stroke on Monday morning. He got up to the hospital within 30 minutes, so they managed to get everything in check. He's not paralyzed, and he can talk fairly well, so thankfully some good energy was with him yesterday. I'm confident that he'll kick this thing in the ass and be well soon, he's a hardcore plumbing motherfucker. The ( Read more... )

I tripped on morning glories last night. I ran into a pair of oak trees and had a very stimulating conversation, got into an arguement with the moon, and was attacked by a plague of caterpillars. All in all, it was a very good night. Slept like a baby, although I had some quiet peculiar dreams this morning involving a national conspiracy of bums. ( Read more... )