So it would have been nice if someone had told me Megadeth would be in town this weekend. I've only wanted to see them since like 8th grade. Oh well. At least I got my MOTHERFUCKING BAD RELIGION TICKET DOUCHEBAGS!

I don't like work. I'd much rather be sitting down.

I hate everything in the world! Especially those jerks down in Jerktown. I'm going to have to cut off more heads than a samurai. I need to stop getting so angry, but I just wish ill on so many people!

My girlfriend is so smart that she goes to college while her boyfriend does nothing. I should write a touching and tender rap jam about how much I miss her. Put them hands up!

Is there any music in the world that matters that isn't related to Strapping Young Lad or the Wu-Tang Clan? Someone should probably tell me soon.

I miss my baby. I want to watch the Chipmunk Adventure with my girlfriend, is that so wrong? I want to sip Dr. Pepper with the lovely Miss Ameenah ( Read more... )

I got the Strapping Young Lad dvd. And of course watched every second of it. I feel like using some big words like "subsequently" and "pontificate." I hate me job. The End.

Soda time for me. As far as I can tell, I blew my whole paycheck on soda, but the numbers don't add up right for that. I wonder where all my money went, where it goes, and what it does.

You're reading a post from a guy who owns all five Strapping Young Lad records. Ohyeah. That's right. Now I need to buy up all the Devin Townsend cd's. After that, I don't know what I'm going to obsess over. Probably the Wu-Tang Clan.

I just noticed that I have between five and six hundred bug bites on my arm. And I won't even have time to scratch them because I'm working so damn much at my new old job. Additionally, let me know if you discover cheap cheap cheap cars for sale.

I'm such a sourpuss. Mad at everything for no reason at all.