| Yes, I am definetely gonna Blast |
[26 May 2004|09:48pm] |
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Goooodddaammmn...
Getting tired of working to live - living to work routine. You know I am trying my ass off to keep off the depression and hate, but hate let's you vent; ridicule the center of the public eye and pounce upon the weak and easy. Depression, however, only gives you an excuse and a dose of false hope.
So the computer of Bryan's goes back tomorrow, so updates will be once a week if I remember to do this religiously.
Yeah, it's great when you miss someone and you feel like you bond with their family pretty good, but you feel like you are getting nowhere with them and they are the primary. Great. I am a great guy in my eyes, no nobel prize, but I am a bad motherfucker. Why don't more chicks come and take the shit out of my head? It hasn't worked yet. I don't know why I have become undesireable or intolerable, a little help on this issue, that would be great.
Me and Bryan are moving out within the next 30 days hopefully (refer to last post). Laura and Derek's graduations are on Saturday. I will be in a dress get-up. Pimpin my tight ass. Anyways, just spillin the beer online, so now I will conclude with a big 'FUCKYA'.
l8r
RANDOM QUOTE:
"Snig the clown when there's crackrock around...."
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| CELTIC CROSS -My New Logo |
[28 Dec 2003|05:37am] |
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Yeah. I am tired. So very tired.
Hope you all like the new background and layout.
I'm so sorry if it's hard to see the text, but I can see it
just fine and that's all that matters. Well, I'll begin my
updating tomorrow evening sometime, so watch for me guys and
gals. Oh yeah, by the way, my new screenname is this-
aim:g00dj0b1083
The 0's are zeros for you all who cannot tell the
difference between the two.
Night. *(slips into deep coma)
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| LIBRARY... METAL THAT'S HEAVY... |
[28 Oct 2003|01:27pm] |
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SHHH! Goddamn library! Goddamn... |
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Wow. Me and Bryan are in the library during school hours. It sucks because a class came in and decided to take over the computers. Well, knowing how cool we are, we decided to move them asses to the kiddie section. Again, the class didn't have enough before, so they tried to take ours, but we weren't having it. We (Bryan and myself) had a horrible experience last night. The CV shaft on his right front just fucking broke all over the damn, and we careened into this goddamn bystanding van. Thought we were gonna be slammed in the pokey, but we played it smooth with the folks that own the van, not to mention the fact that they are friends of the family. Well, we pushed the busted ass off to the side of the road and hoofed them niggers home. Barker is forbidden to work on BRyan's car again, and I am not allowed to drive again, although it is not my fault. He just wants to be behind the wheel if anything happens. Well, all for now, I need to do other randoms on here now, so peace.
greg-o
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| One Day Notice |
[22 Oct 2003|11:01pm] |
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Watching Family Guy at Shawn's crib, nig... |
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Wasn't planned at all, just found out we have a show this week. Show on Friday, in Huntington. Monkey Bar, load in at 8:00pm. Gonna rock. Show starts at around 10. Goddamn. Well, WVU beat Virginia Tech's ass, VT fucked it up, and fucked it up royal. Final: 28-7. Geet 'em. Good job fellars...
Well, it's time to set up my new email account on ROCKdotCOM. Bryan is gonna think I am copying him, but I couldn't give a fuck less.
[-{OuT}-]
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| BLOW IT... |
[16 Oct 2003|02:53pm] |
Practice tonight...
No, not any gay ass sports practice, BAND practice, and not your high school band either. It's ANHEDONIC!
Next Show:
OCTOBER 31st, CLIFFHANGER
behind the mound on 7th ave.
6-11pm, $7, or $6 with costume
ANHEDONIC (us), Chemical Valley, Downstate, Dimention 13, ReLLiK LaiReS (kyle), Sinse of Reality
Tell your GODDAMN FRIENDS, GODDAMN!
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| STILL DOIN' THAT GOOD JOB... |
[06 Oct 2003|06:33pm] |
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SHHH! I'm in the library, foo! |
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Well, that' just what I'm doing. I will never quit doing a good one. Well, Bryan is crashing at my house right now, and we are both working at CDG on the West side of charleston. "GET THAT MONEY!" Anywho, all ya'll niggas can reach us at 949-4332 if need be.
Well, come see our band "ANHEDONIC" on October 31st if you think trick or treat is gay. Well, out homies...
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| SHEEUT BAYBUH |
[17 Sep 2003|04:51am] |
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Holy shit...
Been a long time since I updated this nigger. Who gives 1/2 a damn. Seems that the new fad on live journal isn't the bitching about your shitty life, 'I'm gonna kill myself', bit again. Now it's 'Let us all delete these mothafuckels.' The recent deleting of my 'friends' journals shows me that fads are everywhere. Even Christianity. One fuck deletes their journal all together OR they keep the webspace and delete all their entries, then other nigglets follow exactly. I know you 'have your reasons. Wow, I can't begin to tell you how cool that is. I want to do that as much as I want to blast my face with a slug gun.
Not that this subject pisses me off that much, just that people need to grow up and quit doing this 'Oh, you did did you? Well, I'ma go home and, like a little nigger, do that too.'
I am just tired of fads. They are hom-fuckin-o.
Well, despite the fads that piss me off, I got into it last week while I was downtown with dad. This dude spit in dad's car, so I hopped out and beat his ass. Didn't take me long. I don't everm tell anyone about this kinda shit because you'd think I was full of it. Well, after beating him and dad thanking me for doing it for him, I realized I am bigger than I think I am and I made a vow to quit putting up with everyone's shit.
Too much shit gets talked abot me behind the back, and I aim to fix it. Hope the fucks who do it read this. Even if you just say stuff like "Greg needs to do this and that", I hope I find you so you can clean my shoes with your teeth.
Guess I am in an ass-beating mood today. Try me.
BTW love all of ya, but 'Spare the rod, spoil the child....'
Quote of the day:
"Ass beatin' time..."
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| Blarg! |
[02 Sep 2003|02:55am] |
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Hey fuckslaps. It's me, it's me, it's that G. R. E. G. How about that feeble atempt at humor? Anyway, me and Laura went to the fireworks the other night. They kicked ass, and Laura was some damn good company. Dave leaves Anhedonic officially on the 26th of this month September. We are now picking up a new guy by the name of James 'Whothefuck'. Don't really know his last name, but he really rocks ass, and he is not big headed about it either.
Well, still single, even though I know all you sexy ladies want me. Really, I don't understand why I'm still single, but I really am not looking for one person to go out with right now, I am keeping my options open and whatever happens happens, but I am kinda getting tired of it. It's been over 4 months now.
Well, I am tired, and I am going to post on weirdfolks now and then hit the sack. Don't let the door hit ya' where the 'good lord' split ya'...
Quote of the day:
"Make like a toilet and take your shit somewhere else, pal..."
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| -.,.-:~"'WTF'"~:-.,.- |
[24 Aug 2003|03:18am] |
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I don't know what's going on here. I don't know what to think. I think things are going so well since our start 4 months ago. I thought shit was clicking, things were gettin' tighter, and we weren't neccessarily going to take off like a rocket, but we were actually going to grow into something much more. We still may, but it isn't a one-sided effort, nor is it a 3 sided effort. It is about the group, team, tribe, whatever the fuck you wanna label it.
I have been staying here at Bryan and Dave's house for about a month and a half, and they've graciously let me without kicking me out for my stupid shit I pull sometimes, or most all the time. But thet time has come now where we ALL need a break from each other, so I am returning to a crowded house in Belle where the folks miss me. I took my break from them, and now, Dave and Bryan are gonna have their break from me.
Hopefully this will fix the problem with all of us. This break is for time to our selves to just relax and do what the hell we want. I think we should use the time to figure out if we REALLY want this. I know I do, and I can prove it. How does over $1,000 in equipment in the first month sound? Kinda convincing isn't it! I know the other guys have given to this cause as well, but it's time to cut the shit.
I respect and love all the guys like my own blood, but none of them have the right to screw this up for the others. We're in it together. No one has any more shit to fix, put up with, or forget than I do. I may not have the most shit going wrong, but I am not far behind. I feel like I don't have a mother fucker in the world that gives half a damn about me more than half the time.
I don't know where the tension is coming from, but I know that Dave is feeling uncomfortable and unwilling to go on with it anymore. That may or may not be the only problem, but we need to fix this shit now. We need to get on down that dusty trail.
Good things come in small doses. If it ain't broke, don't fix it. It will most likely get worse before it gets better. Good things come to those who wait.
All those sayings come into play here. There's a lot more I want to bitch about, including elaborating more on this peticular subject, but I am going to wait until I know for sure what is going to go down and see if I or anyone else can do anything to stop it.
P.S.
Dave. Me, Bryan, Shawn, and Kyle are all here for your and each other's benifit. I have heard a lot of shit you've needed to get off your chest in the past and I have also had a lot of it come my way. I totally understand why you can feel the way you do right now about all this band and your life and shit. That's why I and every one else involved wants to fix this problem before it gets worse. I personally want to help in any way I can, but that's on you. None of us want to lose you. We ALL have some pretty shitty stuff to deal with right now, but dude, talk to us. Don't ruin this for us, and especially don't ruin it for yourself with a prompt indecisive decision, and don't come up with ways out before you even try to fix the problem/s. That's why we are here with you man. Let us know what's up.
Much love to all the guys and to all you readers...
greg-o
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| Final Email to Amanda: Because I felt like it... |
[19 Aug 2003|03:48am] |
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[]D[][]\/[][]D[][]\[]
,.:~'"^"'~:.,.:~'"^"'~:.,.:~'"^"'~:.,.:~'"^"'~:.,.:~'"^"'~:.,.:~'"^"'~:.
This ain't no plea for you to go out with me, this isn't me sucking ass to get you to be my friend, but it is however something that you should take as gospel. Mark these words.
I apologize for fucking up our friendship, acquaintance, anything we would have ever had. I did it. It is my fault. You didn't do anything, seriously. I did jew it up pretty bad too.
I got over you a long time ago but that doesn't mean I don't care. You can make all the excuses you want to for why you never kept in contact with me. I gave you my number on several occasions, and my email address has never changed. I lost your number and I TOLD you that.
The shit that I said to Michael was all another fuck up, but it shouldn't have made you mad. It was JUST WORDS that you wanted to make sound like horrible shit I would say. Snap out of it. I didn't mean it like that. I don't intend to hurt your feelings anymore, and I never did for that matter.
You told me on AIM last time that you were with Matt and I was just 'SOL', basically. I couldn't give a fuck less now, not with all the shit going on. I am OVER it, so this isn't about that anymore.
Jennifer, I like you, but mind your own goddamn business. I have never had anyone take up for me for anything, and Amanda sure as hell's fire doesn't need someone to defend her from an APOLOGY. Like I said, you are cool with me, but don't push the issue.
Logging off when I wasn't at the computer was clever. I was helping Dave unload the drums. You don't know fear until you hear what I was about to say then. It's probably actually a good thing you did. You women. Always got to have the last word.
I tried to tell Matt that we never did anything. The fact of the matter is, if he cared so much, he would've found me and asked me himself. Oh well, it's all good. So I refuse to comment on that anymore. It isn't part of it either, but it IS however a point I felt I needed to make. Make sure he reads this part too.
I tried to be there for you when you lost your grandpa, I do know what that is like, but all the good shit goes right out the window if I mention Matthew. You're the one that can't talk to anyone without saying his name. I respect that you all have a relationship or what not but not too many people give a flying fuck.
I am just a mere guy who wants to be your friend. I don't know what else to do. Maybe I have extreme OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) but I have yet to be diagnosed. You take all the bad shit to heart and let the good shit up and vanish like a fart in the wind, so I don't know who is more wrong in this matter. I know you are gonna say it's me no matter what.
Maybe it is me. Oh well, you gotta have folks like me. It's people like me that society doesn't want to run for office. It's people like me that would have cut the shit a long time ago and nuked every mother fucker that ever talked shit about the US of A. It's people like me that make billions in monopolized corporations. You need us.
There's a lot of shit that you and I both can't stand. You apparently can't stomach me, let alone live with the fact that I want to be your friend. Tell me how to fix it and I will, but I am not gonna play peace maker for much longer.
Maybe what Jen said, although she has no business on God's green earth to tell ME how it is, is right. Maybe I need to get a life. I have one, and I choose to fix what friendship we have left and build on it again. Or, she may have been 110% right and we should call the whole shabang a fuck up and say to hell with you to each other. I prefer the first one, but I'll let you decide.
I am through playing games with you. ALL of you. I am a person too. If you don't like what I said on this email, well, there's a post in my journal on people that don't like me somewhere. Read it and find it. It says something rated NC-17. If you can call a truce, I will do the same.
I don't know what your reaction is gonna be. I don't even know if you will have one. I hope you see fit to get back to me on this thing, but that's your kool-aid. I hope you don't bring Matt into it. He may get my AIM screenname and cuss me, or hell, he may even come up here. I would hate that for him. On the other hand, all this shit ends now, and I am asking for your hand in friendship.
It's all on you now, Amanda. This is the last time I ask at all. I am tired of it, we're out of high school, and there's no sense in it. Pick and choose comrade.
greg-o
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aim: gregothedrummer
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| DeReK WiLKiNSoN iS BaCK: temporarily |
[15 Aug 2003|08:18pm] |
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We're learning old shit that Dave, Bryan, and Derek used to do and making it new. Derek is gonna play with us for the shows the rest of this month and in September up to the 20th when he will be leaving to study abroad in England.
We busted ass with some mad shit earilier, and it ALL proves promising. Bryan is still booking shows.
CURRENT EVENTS IN AND AROUND OUR AREA:
Some hickory backwoods country bastard is capping niggas at gas stations in and around Charleston. The latest one was at Cedar Grove Go-Mart on old Route 60.
We live like less than a mile from there! I am glad that none of us were there getting smokes or something. We're still alive and kicking up here. I send my deepest sympathy to the victim's families. At this point, their identities have not been released, so I don't know if I know them or if they are related to me.
The news said that one guy that was smoked was driving a maroon truck or suv. My dad drives a maroon suv. I pray he's ok, but I can't get a hold of him. If you believe in God, pray for him. If not, whatever, I just hope it wasn't him and chances are, he isn't.
Well, before I ramble more, I am off this thing.
L8RZ, greg-o
Quote of the day:
"Balls..."
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| Lots of Goddamn Company! |
[14 Aug 2003|12:28am] |
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Lots of fuckers over at this fucker. Bryan is SUPPOSED to make Zataran's and immitation crab meat sometime tonight, well, today. Matt, Brent, Donna, Curtis, and some other dude are here ranting about random shit. They are all fucking insane. So am I, so I can't talk too much shit.I am in here doing this journal shit while they all basically butt-fuck in the livingroom.
Slowly but surely, the Canadians are taking over my dad's house. I live there off and on, but lately, the Kanooks make the rules, and one of the bastards keep going in my room and fucking it up rall! (royal)
Me and Bryan took his grandpa's 4-track recorder back to him and we ran by dad's for me to get clothes for the long haul up here. I called earlier and told Caroline I was coming, but the bitch locked the door anyway, so I had to unlock it and wake them up.
Nick had just got home from his so called 'work'. I went down in the basement to my room. What I found was the aftermath of a hydrogen bomb. Before I left last time, I had no dirty laundry and my room was nice and clean.
My socks were ALL stolen by someone (Nick). All of my clothes were on the floor and wet. WTF?! I confronted him and he ran his dick trap. Fuck the both of them. I am fresh out of ideas on how to stop this shit. If anyone has ANY suggestions, comment back on this mothafuckel.
I am too pissed to type any more, so I am out.
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| Reaching a whole new level of poverty |
[13 Aug 2003|12:04am] |
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Bryan and I had no gas in the truck at 9:30pm tonight and we have to work tomorrow on the west side of Charleston. After debating what to do for a mere 10 minutes and realizing we're both borrowed out, we decided to drive the fuck off. We drove to Kanawha City and did it. 22.00 worth. I made it right on the dot so it wouldn't be suspicious. We've gotten away clean up to this point.
After we did that, we realized how much we like free shit, so we went to Quincy and knowingly bounced a check of his for food and my smokes. We are lucky the thing went through their telecheck machine.
More free shit.
We are both understanably happy at this point, and we are ready to go to work tomorrow. Man I can't wait until we have to steal gas again. All kinds of mother fuckers do it. I know because I have worked at two convenience stores. I deserve a tank too! Well, I will try to tell you tomorrow night how my first day to CDG was OR how bad it was. I need to cut off now before I get into random because Dave needs on this bitch. Later mothafuckels!
Quote of the day:
"Man, I love free shit..."
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| New Color Scheme |
[11 Aug 2003|10:18pm] |
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WWE Smackdown Sound Effects and Announcers |
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If there is one thing that I have learned over the years, white backgrounds under darker colored text is easier on the eyes when reading. Kirk tried to tell me that in high school, but I wouldn't listen. Well, I came up with this basic scheme. It suits me fine, it is easy to read, and it actually looks pretty damn good if you ask me, and I AM an artist.
Well, no one has been reading my shit as of late, and I wonder why. Perhaps it is because of those rip-off lists I took from other people and re-did. Oh well, you'll get over it.
I'm cooking up some interesting thoughts on what to post on in the near future. Any ideas are welcome. I am also going to start on my book here soon. It's called "Readings Of Random" written and illustrated by Gregory P. Milam. Be sure to reserve you a copy.
Until next time, fuck off...
Quote of the day:
"You're out; like a Jew in Nazi-Germany..."
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| FLOP TITTYING THE GOAT-REEM PIRATE OF DOOM |
[10 Aug 2003|10:09pm] |
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Yea, just posted again on the weirdfolks. It's getting more and more fun! I created new pictures to use on here. They're pretty kick-ass. I have 2, but I need 1 more. If you all have any suggestions as to what the third picture should be or how to theme a picture, reply and tell me. I really gotta piss. BRB
Okay, back now. Have you ever got on AIM and every mother fucker up on that bitch has an away message on? The real fucked up thing is that the purpose of an away message is so that people can leave you messages and you get back to them. That is never the case. Please! If you are not going to get back to people or you are going to be gone for an extended period of time, turn AIM the fuck off. Thank you for doing a bang-up job. Well, I'm done ranting tonight.
pizzle out fizzle sizzle muh-nizzle...
(peace out for sure my nigga)
Quote of the day:
"Are you eatin' butter? Fat fuck..."
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| JONATHAN'S TEST TURN |
[09 Aug 2003|10:03am] |
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This is off of Puff's journal. It's considerably different than Patrick's and I can't find shit else to post at the moment, so here goes...
[BASICS]
Name: Gregory Paul Milam
Sex: Male
Birthday: October 20th, 1983
Height: 5'10
Hair Color: dark blonde, bleached recently
Eye Color: greenish-blue (more green than blue)
Eye Color of Choice: you can buy contacts now, so I would change daily
Writing Hand: right
BODY ILLS AND SKILLS
Nervous Habits: play the drums on anything, shaking, sweating
Do you bite your nails?: no
Are you double jointed? no
Can you roll your tongue? yes
Can you blow smoke rings? yes, and do the french inhale
Can you blow spit bubbles? no
Can you cross your eyes? yes
CLOTHES
On the average, how much money do you carry in your purse/wallet?I have one of them there debit cards
What jewelry do you wear 24/7? not shit
Favorite Piece of Clothing: what ever is clean
Pajamas: mostly just underwear, but sometimes, ass-naked
FOOD
Do you wind your spaghetti or cut it? wind
Have you ever eaten Spam? good when fried
How often do you brush your teeth? usually twice a day
How often do you shower/bathe? once or twice a day
How long does your shower last? about 7-10 minutes
Have you ever colored/highlighted your hair? yes, bleached twice, maybe that's why I am going bald
If the fountain of youth existed, would you drink from it? only a hick ass freak from one of these many creeks around here could ask a question like that.
Do you paint your nails? no, I never have any nails to paint
MANNERS
Do you swear? for fuck's sake...
Do you ever spit? not gay, I do neither
WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE...
Food: it's a drink from Save-A-Bunch (save a lot) called 'PATCH"
Day: saturdays
Cartoon: old Beavis and Butt-Head
Shoe Brand: Vans
Subject in school: band, because we didn't do a goddamn thing
Color: black
Person to talk to online: anyone that is tolerable at the moment
Sport: nascar racing (many others laugh at me)
Body part on/in you: what does every guy cater to? the dick!
TV show: wrestling, music, racing, and other random shit...
Movie: lots of em, I like matrix shit
Holiday: Christmas, free shit every time
Magazine: musician's friend
Vacationing Spot: Talladega, Alabama
Thing To Do In The Summer: jam drums for my band
Thing To Do In The Winter: ditto
TV Station: random
IN AND AROUND
The CD Player: Cannibal Corpse
Person you talk most on the phone with: no one right now
Do you regularly check yourself out in store windows and mirrors? no
What color is your bedroom? white, blacklit room, lots of blankets
Do you use an alarm clock? yes for getting up to slave to the man
Name one thing you are obsessed with: my set ofcourse, I'll kill me a fucker if they touch it, let alone fuck it up...
Have you ever skinny-dipped with the opposite sex?: I've had sex in the ocean, it was great
Ever sunbathed nude? don't sunbathe
Window seat or aisle?: where ever SHE wants me to sit
LA LA LAND
What's your sleeping position? random, usually all sprawled out, or cuddling with a pillow (hehe)
Do you snore? not really
Do you sleepwalk? have before, but just once or twice
Do you talk in your sleep? don't know
Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? a pillow
How about with the light on? blacklight is about it, and a lava lamp
Do you fall asleep with the TV or radio on? rarely, I usually think about shit that bothers me and for what ever reason, I space out...
That's Puff's Quiz thingy off of his journal. Guten Joben.
'loco1freak' is his journal name.
Quote of the day:
"No more fuck the man, and no more fuck working tomorrow..."
- me and Bryan
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| REALM OF RANDOM |
[08 Aug 2003|11:43pm] |
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[STARTING OFF]
+ date: August 8, 2003
+ name: Greg
+ age: 19
+ birthday: 10/20/83
+ school: took you there
+ e-mail: grego1083@hotmail.com
+ eyes: green
+ hair: dark blonde
+ height: 5'10
+ shoe size: 12
+ who lives with you: a van full of border-hoppers
+ when is your bedtime?: when you get up in the morning
[HAVE YOU EVER...]
+ flown on a plane: nope, especially not after 9/11
+ ever been so drunk you blacked out: been there quite a few times
+ missed school because it was raining: what the fuck...
+ told a guy/girl that you liked them?: yes, mostly resulted in ruined friendships
+ put a body part on fire for amusement: not myself, but other people
+ had a crush on a friends girlfriend/boyfriend: that was usually the case
+ been hurt emotionally: severely, that is why I am going to kill you all...
+ kept a secret from everyone: i don't remember...
+ had an imaginary friend: ask me that shit one more time and...
+ wanted to hook up with a friend: well, there's a few out there {you know who you are}
+ cried during a movie?: what did I tell you about these stupid fucking questions?
+ been on stage: yes
+ cut your hair: fuck yeah, shaved the shit bald too!
+ had a crush on a teacher? (!)ERROR(!)- Abort? Retry? Fail?
[FAVORITE...]
+ shampoo: whatever is in the shower
+ fav color: black isn't a color, it's a shade of light.
+ day/night: my sleep schedule is all fucked. it is randomized.
+ summer/winter: doesn't matter
+ lace or satin: doesn't matter either, it's comin' off!
+ fav movies: Big Money Hustlas, Cool Hand Luke, Matrix Series
+ fav drink: Iced Tea Nigga!
+ person to talk to face to face: anyone who cares about me
+ person to talk to on the phone: whoever i am with at the time
+ person to talk to online: whoever i can tolerate and vice versa
[RIGHT NOW YOU ARE...]
+ wearing: gray t-shirt, black jeans, hat, shoes, and a cigarette
+ eating: i ate taters earlier, damn starch, gives me acid reflux
+ drinking: drank some half-assed kool-aid when it should have been Iced Tea
+ listening to: The air conditioner and South PArk in the livingroom
[HAVE YOU ... IN THE LAST 24 HOURS]
+ cried: no
+ worn jeans: yes
+ met someone new online: no
+ done laundry: yes
+ drove a car: a few times
+ talked on the phone: yea
[DO YOU BELIEVE IN...]
+ yourself: yea, why would anyone else believe in me if i didn't
+ your friends: yes, or they wouldn't be my friends
+ santa claus: yea, i hate the mother fucker, if he comes down my chimney, i am gonna light his ass up with a 30-06!
+ tooth fairy: man, all I ever got for a lost tooth was a slap in the face and got told to brush better
+ destiny/fate: i don't believe in either. everything happens by chance. you have some pull in all situations, but for the most part you are in the passenger's seat
+ angels: yes and no. my loved ones (friends and family) are angels, but i don't know about halos and all that...
+ ghosts: i'll find out when i come back to haunt all you fuckers
+ UFO's: hmmm, good one, but no.
+ God: something made all this...
[FRIENDS & LIFE]
+ do you ever wish you had another name? no, i will make my own legacy
+ do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend? working on it, who will she be? i dunno...
+ do you like anyone? yes, exactly 5 people
+ which one of your friends acts the most like you? i'm original
+ who have you known the longest of your friends: too many
+ who's the loudest: my mother, of course (nothin' but love)
+ are you close to any family members? all of them, that is what family is, damn!
+ who do you go to for stuff? like advice? dad, mom, or bryan
+ who do you hang around the most? my band, ANHEDONIC
+ what's the best feeling in the world: probably love, and sex
+ worst feeling: i have to agree. rejection...
[FINISH THE SENTENCE]
+ let's walk in the: woods
+ let's run through: a Mickey D's, naked!
+ let's look at: some porn
+ who are those: fuck slaps
+ what a nice: set of T and A you have
+ where did all these: stupid people get their licenses
+ when will he: kill himself
+ how are: the grandkids?
+ why can't you: kill yourself
+ so where did you: get that face, a mack truck?
+ sing the: ABCs while you suck that dick! (left pat's cause i couldn't change it, too funny)
+ easier than: fuckin' dead little woodland creatures
+ look at my: man boobs...
+ i'll stay if: you really want me too.
+ silly, little: inbred hick-ass, kike wapdego jiggaboo white trash trailer living mother fuckers
that was pat's thing i re-did...
I did a good job too.
'patriktaylor'- his journal name, hope you don't mind patrick...
later all you niggas...
no quote today......
L8R
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| A Few More Days of Random: Who Gives a Damn |
[06 Aug 2003|10:58pm] |
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Okay, Bryan and Kyle bugged the piss out of me to update this sumumubitch, so here's an update...
I joined Kyle's little community on here. I don't know what the hell a community is on here, I don't know if I'll get anything out of it, and I don't see a point in what it is so far. Explain...
Anyway, Kim is wanting me to teach her how to make a site online, and to say the least, it isn't working out. Bryan is talking to his love, Ashley, on the horn. Thus far into the post it is now 11:15 pm. Dave just walked in, and he is ranting about how since it's so late, me and Bryan aren't going to work in the morning. Once and for all, I hope we prove him wrong this time. I am now going to lite me up a cancer stick. Okay, well, having said that, good fight and good night.
BTW> Shout outs to: B3TH- simply because you are hot and you kick ass. I want to get you in bed little girl. Hehe. Just kidding, nothin' but love babes. You know...
Brittn3y- I want to get you in the sack too beautiful. Just kidding again. Good seeing you again, sadly it was over at the videomart or some shit like that. Anyways, KIT...
Bryan- Dude you are cool, but kick Nunley's ass if he fucks with you again. It's all good babay!!!
Well, anyways, good fuckin' night...
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| LABOR READY |
[27 Jul 2003|10:13pm] |
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I did some ass-pounding work today. Me and Bryan only worked 4 hours, but it felt as if I had worked 16. Moving random furniture out of a house to an apt. and a washer to the lady we were working for's friend. Well, raw-dogged some Blimpies and an Oreo McFlurry. Bryan went to sleep, we didn't practice because Shawn needs bass strings, but who cares. Anyway, Dave and Kyle took my truck and went to Kroger's and bought the whole place out. I was too lazy to go move the truck so Dave could get out, so I was like, "here, take mine." Don't expect that ever again. Not that Dave cant drive, but I never let anyone drive my baby. Well, all of us are going to labor ready tomorrow. Kyle is going too. So off to the sack because the crack of ass comes bright and early.
Laterz all...
Quote of the day:
"Who comes to town when no one's around? Porno the clown!!!"
- Bryan King
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