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Well I am fucking retarded right now. Jesus christ. I'm kind of surprised i can even type. damn skippy. my stomach really hurts. kids listen to me. dont ever do mushrooms. DONT FUCKING DO IT. well ok i guess you can if you really want. whatever. anyhowwwww. MY life absoltely blows kids, jesus bloody christ. Well thats not true either. Ive been ( Read more... )

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Nothings much going on. Got a B+ on my huge paper somehow. And it was two days late. I'm shocked. Oh well. Made a GOR livespace. Hooray. We're playing at the Battle of the Bands at Emerson on April 5th if you're around/care. Did some recording with Anastasia in the studio to make sure she knew what she was doing. Gonna throw down cereal killer next ( Read more... )

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Hello again world. Nothing much to report again. Last night John and I laid (layed?) down some new tracks for the Emerson Battle of the Bands contest. I enjoy them and I hope you all will too. Seaver and I also looked at apartments for next year. The first place was nice, but buried in the bowels of this creepy building. The next place was all ( Read more... )

Today I decided to write in my journal. Maybe something else will happen that is interesting. Probably not though. So don't get excited. I want to change the name of God of Rock to something else. We will play lots of shows this summer and hopefully record a new CD. Also hopefully I will get my own apartment with Seaver next year. Okay that is all ( Read more... )

It's getting colder. I can feel it everyday. My L.L. Bean Jacket is torn to hell now, the lining is just about ripped out, and the nylon is slowly deteriorating. I don't know how much longer we can last; our supplies are ever dwindling. We're down to 1 meal a day, and I can always feel hunger nagging at my insides, like a filthy pestering mutt. The ( Read more... )