trying to find a magick lamp. in hopes of a genie.
an explosion of all sorts.
the emptiness.
it kills.
anyways.
so wedsnesday. 4:20.
zombie and i went out to danika's mum's house. lot's of good company were there. my girl, hailey, ....eric, cante, ryan, johnny, and lot's of various other people.
had a shot of 60$ tequilla... PETRON. drank some wine and had some white russians. chilled by the fire. explored the woods. went urban sprawling. crouching through a small underground sewage tunnel for miles. the greatest part was going underneath the graveyard... the cold blue mist, the energy. i was sucking the beauty in so hard. if not for the drunkards, we would have ventured far to the other end of the tunnel, which i guess was about 5 miles down.
on the way back me, cante, and hailey were ahead. the guys behind us, howling, trying to scare us.
thursday.
monty, brandon, myranda and myself went to the coon rapids dam. it was most enjoyable. we went fishing. i caught a rock. we went and explored. i found a knife.
we laughed and joked and puked up green foam into the dam. threw sticks and other random oddities into the current. came up with a band... VIOLENT ASSAULT. (haha) sang different words to big fuckin skull songs... WE'VE GOT THE BIGGEST FUCKIN STICKS...
always have a good time in brandon and monty's company. laughing feels good. /needs so much more of it.
.
WE'VE GOT THE BIGGEST FUCKIN STICKS!
saturday.
nick, ted, and betsy came over. we ate and chilled then went out to st. paul for a party/show. it ended up being packed with 15 year olds and TCSP members. ...left after about a half hour.
were going to go to a keggar and some other party, but ended up just going to nicks.
lot's of people. lot's of fun.
HOW BADLY DO I WISH I HAD THE PHOTO'S FROM THIS NIGHT HERE. YOU NEED TO SEE THEM.
...uploaded them to the home computer, obviously not where i'm at momentarely.
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sunday.
after about three hours of sleep, monty and josh show up. we venture off to the state fair grounds for thee comic book convention.
totally sweet. nerds galore.
i was dissapointed in the lack of lord of the rings stuff, though.
the creator of LADY DEATH (one of my favorite comics) was suposed to be there, i was going to get my shit signed, ... but i didn't see him!
we were one of the first 500 people in attendence, so we got gift bags filled with lovely treasures. i got twilight zone trading cards!
also put out a bunch of nocompliance and extreme noise stickers on the free merch table. it was a good time. very much so.
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...one of my grandpa's died.
heh.
he passed away on saturday, but they found him just yesterday.
IT'S FUCKED UP. EVERYTIME SOMEONE CLOSE TO ME DIES, THE NIGHT BEFORE I HAVE A DREAM ABOUT IT.
and, let's see.
...how many personal deaths have i expirienced now?
about 35?
yep.
people wonder why i'm numb, ...lack feelings, am so detachted.
but that's nothing.
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BUT LET ME TELL YOU.
hanging out with people, interaction is pretty good. keeps me mind off things.
LIKE THIS PAST WEEKEND.
IT WAS SO NICE, thanks anyone who hung out with me. smiled. good.
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brit can we please start a band now?
or anyone?
i really need to be in a band.
okay.
i made a mixtape for tyler, going to make one for monty and brandon? THINGS ARE PERFECT WHEN I'M LISTENING TO MUSIC.
LAST NIGHT ALLS I COULD LISTEN TO WAS BEHIND ENEMY LINES. GARMONBOZIA. AND TEAR IT UP.
I WANT TO START A BAND LIKE ALL THREE OF THOSE BANDS MIXED UP BUT BETTER.
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ANYONE WANT TO GO EXPLORING? DO SOMETHING?
call me.
i fucking mean it.
you guys remember this?
....the good ol' days.
