riding my skateboard around an empty campus today i got that old familiar feeling that has become synonymous with summertime in martin; that i slept through the apocalypse and woke up unscathed and all alone. it would never happen like that though.

i witnessed the coolest encore ever courtesy of Paul Westerberg, learned smith grinds, took approximately 122 shits and flushed every time, learned how to change the oil in my car, helped ( not much ) my girlfriend plan our trip to florida, got Red Sox Vs. White Sox tickets in Chicago, learn 360 shuvits, still waiting to hear about those Jerry ( Read more... )

martin: (märtn): A dull, never ending, shit drama characterized by exaggerated emotions, stereotypical characters, and impersonal conflicts. usually perpetrated by those who lack mediocre intelligence and/or emotional stability ( A.K.A. FUCKING VAMPIRE WHORES )

i shaved my balls by accident last night. i noticed my shit was way long so i decided to trim it up. i found some nice little scissors in my girlfriends make up shit and went to town. i had it looking nice and even at one point but for some reason couldnt get all of the little hairs on my balls so i busted out the Mach 3. next thing i know, full ( Read more... )

five things that make you a mall rockin fag ( the word "fag" isn't meant in a derogatory or homophobic manner it just means you suck dick ( Read more... )

well lets see, we kicked out the singer and a guitar player and now i think the bass player quit. im starting to feel like fucking axl rose. not the cool axl rose with frizzed out hair in the "welcome to the jungle" video, the lame axl rose with braids.

went to nashville earlier this week. it was cool. Strung Out had a show that night and were chillin at the skatepark. we stayed in this crazy ass hotel and ordered room service and beer real late that night. the next day i hung out at borders for two hours and read a book about anxiety and panic attacks. there was this story about a lady who ( Read more... )

the stables at 8pm

faultline
on the scene
batteryhorse

played a "show" last night. we played and sounded like shit. i had a good time though bumming beers on an empty stomach. i have decided i hate bands that whine like bitches about what time they get to play. we always get the worst slot no matter who we play with and we don't bitch. well, yeah we do but fuck 'em anyway. really it's beneath us, and ( Read more... )

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