Uh...MUINDI...check this out:

The Back Horn have put up their PV for their newest single Kizuma Song on their site until March 31st. As you were fearing Muindi, this is the definition of selling out. However, let's not be presumptuous. It's not selling out majorly if they all wanted to go in this new direction. But the new image every member has ( Read more... )

WOMG I haven't posted in mega-long. Except it seems like I start every post with that sentence. I dunno, it seems like so much can happen in say 3 days of my life that I'm always too lazy to post about it. And of course I could do the thing where users post once a day, about some random event or put up an angsty lyric line. But you know Matthew, ( Read more... )

Actually, New Radicals' Mother We Just Can't Get Enough just randomly came up on the playlist...

Guage Means Nothing is possibly the most underground Japanese band there is in the personally-rented venue scene. Check them out. Most of their songs are hardcore, so I don't really...have a lot of their songs. But have listened to a lot. Sure would be ( Read more... )

Got my liscense and night liscense.

'Cause I didn't speed 3 miles over the limit this time.

They fail ya' for that.
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It's true.
Why is that bar so...Autumn-y?

First off a thanks to Deirdre for the Hanson book. It really surprisingly made my day as a surprise. What a surprise! By the way ( Read more... )

Okay first off, Guli's pretty fast. Faszcchoohmmm there he goes.

So yeah, a bundle of poop has happened since Halloween-ish time.

[For The Women And The Children! And The Hospitalen!]Demmy and I volunteered at House Of Horrors (in Galleria Mall across from Kahunaville,) for my AP Government community service hours. We did it for three days, ( Read more... )

SOMG I just farted.

It didn't smell down here for like a half hour, but then when I went upstairs to make some dinner, it smelled. It doesn't make sense, The Smell wasn't attached to my bum as I left the basement.

SOMG | so my god.
The Smell | Crayola crayons mixed with seaweed, microwaved cell phones, and Cap'n Crunch [tm.]

With the mega-unexpected success of The Passion Of Muindi : Part Deux, I bring some news, some words in the typed-form, candy corn, scarecrows [Mike Marple], and hopefully no tangents on the fact that school has started and what's happened since then up until now.

[La Premiere]Zack, myself, and the cast cannot thank all of you enough for the semi- ( Read more... )

Gentles and Ladiesmen. You're attentioning please. Thankyou today for all the time.
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As of WhateverTimeItWas O'Clock yesterday, we were able to reserve the venue I originally wanted for The Premiere. I called Lois, a thanks to Gibbsesflemeses for telling me she was home. But so is Elliot, either way it helped. She paged Father Stern, ( Read more... )

Welp I guess I failed my road test my a smidgen. See driving always came really easy to me, plus my mom's car is mega-smooth. Parallel parking is a cinch, 3-point turning is no problem, just gotta remember to look 50 times. All that crap comes natural, all the hard stuff hee. But yesterday, after my hour-late test, (the Sean Connery/Ian Holm-ish ( Read more... )

I dedicate this soggy (like Demmy) post to Anyas/Tink, Deyr-druh, Gibbseseslispes, and then all the random people who don't have LJs, (bawahh CAPS LOCK THEY'RE OBVIOUSLY NOT AS MANY COOL AS US. AS MANY COOL, YOU HEARD ME. Or read me rather,) that creepily read my blog-a-nations.It's been a while ( Read more... )