I told her I'll go   
11:50pm 18/06/2003
 
mood: guilty
music: the yeah yeah yeahs - no no no
My VCR ate my hole appearance tape. I've been looking through the internet trying to find a tape or two that would replace what happened. Dayna and I got into the most trival fight about something I did... I feel really really really horrible. I love her, I'm not trying to make her upset.		  
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Stuff   
09:50pm 17/06/2003
 
mood: accomplished
Finally I got my partners together and we finished our Art History project. It only took 2 weeks. The assignment was assigned the first day of class. Everyone else finished it last week. Luckily they took my sick grandfather excuse. I post a lot about school. I need a life. I'm going to go clean my house. The big event was me getting a livejournal tonight. It's kinda neat. I need to do some homework and then I'm going to go over Dayna's.		  
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04:47pm 16/06/2003
 
mood: tired
music: Hole
I can't paint, I just just the brush to the paint today. I just got home for school. YAY! I love school. This week I have a couple tests, nothing too dramatic. Dayna & I were supposed to take today & waste a ton of money. She has my car. I hope got everything done.

All of a sudden my head hurts. I've lost my will to type in here. I'll be outside on the porch studying, waiting for the girl with purple hair, a nose ring, and a very large star tattoo to appear.		  
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Jesse, Just Come Look At What Your Brother Did   
11:46pm 09/06/2003
 
mood: blah
I know I don't ever update because I don't have anything to say. What I meaningless life I lead, huh? I just got finished a project for this film editing course I'm taking. I'm taking four very condensed classes. I go to school for 8 hours a day now and I've been doing homework until I fall asleep for the last past couple of days. I want to graduate, so I can be done with school, yet I have no idea what I'm going to do after school.

On to more exciting things, I haven't had much time for drugs, I know that's a shocker right? Me, the one and only Casey Jones going soft, feh the worlds going to end! END I SAY!!! My fingers are killing from guitar, Dayna's been on me like flies on shit to learn these songs. It's hard for me considering my attention span is something left to be desired. It's been a while since I've played guitar seriously and I'm a wee bit rusty on reading music.

I'm exhausted, Dayna's already asleep. I'm looking forward to cludding next to her tonight but I have so much more work I can't even think straight. I was considering stepping outside to have a ciggarette or ten but I'll be wired for the rest of the night and I have to be able to sleep for block. Aw, Dayna's not asleep, she's crying I'm going to go try to spend time with her.		  
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11 ways to be stupid at a show   
10:41pm 27/04/2003
 
mood: amused
music: hole
1) Dye your hair the day before the show so your forehead and scalp are still stained

2) Dress up in clothes you would never have the balls to wear on the street. It's your turn to make a fashion statement.

3) Sing all the lyrics throughout the entire show. This way, you can't hear the music, nor can the people around you. Then we'll realize that we should have paid to see you perform instead.

4) Dance, jump around, and flail your arms up in the air while hold your drink so it spills on everyone's heads.

5) Vomit on someone. Anyone.

6) Be sure to bump into people with your cigarette and burn them or their clothes. Apologize while blowing smoke in their face.

7) When you're done crowd surfing and security pulls you down over the barrier and walks you out, scream and cheer for yourself.

8) Stage-dive onto people who aren't looking.

9) Talk on your cell phone in the middle of a show, even though there is no way you'll hear anything. Stick a finger in the other ear, like it'll help.

10) While lathered in sweat, with your acne-ridden back and shoulders exposed, rub up against others around you.

11) Go to any length to show of your new tattoo that still has the ointement all over it. Go topless, toll up your pant leg, cut the sleeves off your shirt -- whatever it takes to show the masses that you are indeed extreme.		  
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