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I'll be the hyena, you'll see... [28 May 2004|04:25pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]
[ music | "Enfilade"- At The Drive-In ]

Holy fuck, I'm updating. Can you believe this shit?

Mostly all I do is sit around and try to find a job. I party every now and then. MWOW broke up and me and J are starting a new band that doesn't suck donkey ass. I have a beautiful girlfriend named Jackie and I couldn't be happier. That's my current situation, and I'm a happy motherfucker.

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I'm burrowing... [01 Jan 2004|11:38pm]
[ mood | ecstatic ]
[ music | "Bleed Away"- MWOW ]

Wow. The show went fucking perfect. We got through our set not only with no fuck-ups, but with tons of energy. Carter nailed me in the head with his guitar, though. It didn't hurt very much, but I bled a lot. I bet it added tons to our stage show, because it was right in the middle of "When Truth Seeks Lies." These two girls were awwing at me 'cause it was such a deep injury. It made me feel special. ^_^ But yeah, it's healing nicely, plus we got a lot of compliments. I can't wait to play again. We're gonna be recording our EP soon, that should be cool. Oh yeah, if anyone wants a little two-song sampler, ask me or just download the songs from our website. The link's right up there. ^_^

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Suffocation's fine, it's a way to pass the time... [23 Dec 2003|10:30pm]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | "Deal Idols Dead Dreams"- MWOW ]

Attention! My band's playing a show on the 31st of December at the Kave in Bucksport. A good time shall be had by all. Come on down, folks. That is, if anyone still reads this...

Anyways, I saw this in Pat's profile and it made me laugh a lot, so check it out.

Hefsticles: story time
Hefsticles: once upon a time there was a vagina named herbert
Hefsticles: and every so often herbert had these awful spasms
Hefsticles: he'd scream and cry and some times the pain was so horrible herbert wouldn't allow his master to sit down
Hefsticles: then one day herbert's master found the yahoo! vaginismus group online and joined it
Hefsticles: and got help
Hefsticles: and found how to treat herbert's illness
Hefsticles: and herbert the spastic vagina and his clever master lived happily ever after
Hefsticles: or at least until the master's boyfriend's wankor, todd, hit herbert's cervix and herbert screamed and cried and moaned and couldn't sit down for a month

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Seasons never die... [30 Nov 2003|09:25am]
[ mood | hopeful ]
[ music | "Undying Seasons"- My Wrists Open Wide ]

Well, the show didn't go as well for us as we hoped. The other bands kicked a lot of ass (except for Children At Play and Drunken Degenerates), but when our set rolled around, shit fell apart. We got through "Cannibal Eye Am" without any troubles and "Undying Seasons" was a little sketchy, but we screwed up "When Truth Seeks Lies," not to mention the sound guy kept fucking with our settings. He kept telling us we couldn't mic J's guitar, even though we had been doing that for the past 2 days. He also put the sound board on top of our ANCIENT amp and it overheated. Stupid bastard. We finally just did "My Sharona" and gave up for the night. All things considered, we didn't do too bad. We had the biggest pit of the night, from what I saw. The songs we got right, people seemed to dig, and we got a lot of compliments. The way I look at it, if we can do that badly and still make an impression, then people are gonna be blown away when things go right. Here's to next time.

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Touch those you love, rape those you hate... [28 Nov 2003|12:24am]
[ mood | ecstatic ]
[ music | "Cannibal Eye Am"- My Wrists Open Wide ]

Wow. I haven't updated this for a looong time.

Well, my band's playing our first really big show with the complete lineup this Saturday at Jeff's Catering. I can't wait, this'll be my first time singing for a band in public. We've been advertising the fuck out of this show, and one of the bands even got TOS to announce it on the air. I'm just psyched as all hell. I'm spending all of Friday and Saturday tightening my parts. I just can't wait. I won't be able to sleep or anything. Ack.

We're gonna rip shit up!

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I, I am coming, I am coming to rape and murder your family... [15 Oct 2003|12:59am]
[ mood | annoyed ]
[ music | "Headless"- Dog Fashion Disco ]

Haven't done a List 'O Fuck for a while. I suppose now is the time.

1. Fuck incompetence. Me and Joe, in an effort to keep an old man out of trouble with the law, offered some guy a ride to his car. He had run out of gas somewhere downtown, so he got a ride to the gas station and got some gas. The taxi wouldn't take the guy 'cause he had a gas canister, so we offered him a ride. And you know what? We wasted a good forty-fucking-five minutes trying to find his fucking car because he had no fucking idea where it was. We went up and down, over and across downtown Bangor 30 fucking times before we had to make him get out. How fucking hard can it be to remember where your car is? Plus, that stupid bastard spilled gas in his backseat. What the fuck, honestly...
2. Fuck ungracious hosts. When you get an offer to stay over somewhere, one would assume the person in question hadn't made previous plans. I wanted to spend a pleasant night with my best friend, and what happens? He has his girlfriend come over, so I'm stuck playing on the computer while he makes out on the couch and his bed. That wasn't so bad, until he told me to leave the room. Now, I have a fucking problem with that. Get your fucking priorities straight. If you wanted to attempt to fuck your girlfriend, you shouldn't have asked me over. If you intended to hang out with me, you should've waited to fuck your girlfriend until another day. It can fucking wait, man. I'm not normally a fan of the phrase "Bros before hos," but that was a prime fucking example of when it applies. Calm your fuck drive. Not fucking cool, man.
3. Fuck stupid drivers. That should go without saying, I know. But seriously, some are just fucking dumb. For instance, what kind of fucking idiot takes being passed personally? They were going 30 in a fucking 45. I pass, they throw on the high beams and tailgate me. Now what the fuck is that? It's not my fucking fault you suck. Also, if I almost hit you because you won't push over when I'm trying to merge onto the interstate, don't look at me like I'm the asshole. Push over, you inconsiderate fuck.
4. Fuck McDonald's. Their new advertising campaign is fucking stupid. I heard a commercial on the radio the other day, in the form of a "McDonald's Rap," so to speak. The first verse made sense (as much sense as rap can make). The second verse; sneaking into a movie theater. Now what the fuck is that? First off, what the fuck does that have to do with McDonald's food? Secondly, I see a disturbing hidden association that they're promoting, unintentionally or not; blacks = cheap-assed thieves. Fuck you, you fucking racist pigs. Take your target advertising and shove it up your Nazi asses.
5. Fuck you, mom. I tried my fucking hardest to make you happy, and what the fuck do I get in return? "I can't wait until you know how it feels to have someone ruin everything for you." Way to make me feel completely fucking worthless. Go you, bitch. Excuse me if I put a dish in the sink instead of the fucking dishwasher. Oh, I'm sorry I didn't do the fucking litterbox at the exact second you asked. Silly me for needing some fucking food from time to time. Pardon me, I didn't mean to need a few fucking quarters, no need to "put a padlock on my room so I don't get robbed blind." You don't fucking love me. You love me because you have to. I'm your fucking son, not a fucking burden. Stop fucking treating me like one before it comes back around. Remember, I control where you go when you're too fucking decrepit to walk without pissing yourself. Make the right choices, 'cause you'll be in my hands...

I guess that's it. I'm out for now.

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Call it aftermath, she's turning blue, such a lovely color for you... [08 Oct 2003|07:03pm]
[ mood | crushed ]
[ music | "Blue"- A Perfect Circle ]

Gah... Why do I even try?

With nothing in my veins, I've drained them just for you
The happiness inside me turns a deeper shade of blue
As all the good inside me starts to spread across the floor
I've always wondered what it's like to not feel anymore

You look so beautiful without this macabre facade
It is getting harder to discern you from your charade
This masquerade has ended with a very bitter twist
Darkened rose of blood and thorns, difficult to resist

These bitter streams of sorrow cut a swath across my face
I bathe in tainted waters so I can slowly learn my place
Callous now, the tender surface eroded by my tears
Colors that I've lived without, only gray through the years

So I cleanse myself of pointless pains and tread where I can breathe
And I find myself staring back at the place I swore I'd never leave
Death and love and sorrow all trace back to the one
The day my own emotions let me blot out my own sun

I need to write more often... Unfortunatly, that usually involves pain...

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I'm going to Wichitaw, far from this opera forevermore... [17 Sep 2003|06:58pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]
[ music | "Seven Nation Army"- The White Stripes ]

Wow. I thought high school meant not having to deal with immaturity any more. I guess I was wrong. First off, this is my fucking journal, and I'll write what I damn well please in it. If that means bitching and moaning, so be it. It's better than whining in someone's ear every time something goes wrong when I'm trying to play Chrono Trigger *cough cough*. If you don't like it, don't fucking read it. Secondly, I hate it when people get into such a tizzy over one little comment. It's not my fault your reading comprehension sucks, complain at your teacher or parents for that one. Also, people need to keep their noses out of other people's business.

Fuck you too.

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Given to the rivers that bedizened her eyes, the world drifted by in lost momentum... [16 Sep 2003|12:23am]
[ mood | content ]
[ music | "Thank God For The Suffering"- Cradle of Filth ]

I'm so excited to see Ariana this weekend. See, as of today (Tuesday), her and I have been together for a month. I know it's not all that long, but I still feel something inside. I know that we're meant for each other. I'm looking forward to a fun weekend. I feel so complete when I'm with her, and when I'm not, all I want is to see her again. I've never felt this strongly for anyone. She says her mom's been talking about moving back up to the Bangor/Old Town area. I'm so excited, I hope they do. Ari's pushing real hard for it. She doesn't like Saco anyways. I hope that works out.

Anyways, I've got something special planned for her. I hope she likes it...

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So don't apologize, I hope you choke and die... [10 Sep 2003|08:42pm]
[ mood | angry ]
[ music | "Seventy Times 7"- Brand New ]

God fucking dammit! How many fucking times do I have to tell that stupid bitch to leave me the fuck alone! I've tried to be nice about it, I've tried to be mean about it, but nothing fucking works! Plus, as soon as I bring up shit that happened between us, she drags her man-whores into it! What the fuck?! I just want to fucking be left alone, and stupid bitches have to break in and fuck with that! Way to ruin a great fucking day. It almost makes me condone hitting a girl, which I'd never do, but I certainly think I'd be tempted if she was here right now. People that fucking stupid need to be taken out back and put down. Painfully, preferably. So, fuck you Michaelle. Enjoy Tyler, James, Reid, Kyle, and whoever the fuck you feel like fucking today, you stupid slut. I hope you die of syphilis, you fucking bitch-whore.

I love you Ari.

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Every time I listen to that CD, I find something new... [04 Sep 2003|07:48am]
[ mood | blah ]
[ music | MSI, duh... ]

"London Bridge"- Mindless Self Indulgence
Lon - Lon - Lon - Lon - Lon - Lon - Lon
Lon - Lon - Lon - Lon - Lon - Lon - Lon
London Bridge - London
London Bridge - London
Ya goddamn bitch - muthafuking - ow
Ya goddamn bitch - muthafuking - ow
Ya goddamn bitch - muthafuking - shit
this is for you
bitches know the hour anytime for
bitches know the hour anytime for
bitches know the hour everytime for
ow - you switch me sick
make me the prick - now this is for you
homegirls attention you must pay
homegirls - you must pay
homegirls already you must pay
you switch me sick
make me the prick - now this is for you
all the weed
all the weed
Ya goddamn bitch - muthafuking - ow
Ya goddamn bitch - muthafuking - ow
Ya goddamn bitch - muthafuking - shit
ow - you switch me sick
make me the prick - now this is for you
this is for you
this is for you
London Bridge - London
London Bridge - London
Ya goddamn bitch - muthafuking - ow
Ya goddamn bitch - muthafuking - ow
Ya goddamn bitch - muthafuking - shit

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Tears that soak a calloused heart... [29 Aug 2003|10:48pm]
[ mood | content ]
[ music | "I Stay Away"- Alice in Chains ]

Heh. I've had quite a week. I stopped by Portland to visit my dad. I got to see Ari twice while I was down there. I had such an amazing time over there. We talked, watched Chicago, played DDR, listened to music, cuddled, all that fun stuff. She's so perfect for me. That's everything I could ever want in a girlfriend. Plus, I found out that her dad used to be really close friends with my dad in high school, and her mom used to go to school with mine. Our dads talked in the yard for quite a while, so me and Ari got to go watch the stars. I just held her and let the moment sink in. I have a great feeling about us.

I haven't done a List of Fuck for a while...

1. Fuck colors. Fuck white, green, blue, purple, yellow, you name it, I fucking hate it. At least on clothes. Red's okay, though. Anything else looks fucking terrible. At least on me.
2. Fuck rust. It's ugly, it's useless, and it destroys good things. Heh. Sounds like someone I know. Fortunatly, broken things can be repaired, even made better. Nice try, rust. I'm your fucking WD-40.
3. Fuck hypocrisy. How the fuck can you hire a band, then chastise them for playing too loud? You fucking hired us, fucking deal with it. We went all the fucking way to New Hampshire, and they fuck us over into not being able to play. Then the other band carts in amps taller than I am. Heard them perfectly outside. Fuck them.
4. Fuck arrogance. Yeah, we fucking heard you, dipshits. I'm talking about the E-Flat Blues Band. After they played, we were waiting for Jason to get done bitching out the Margerita's people. We were sitting around in the truck, and they're having cigarettes and saying shit like "Could you hear my guitar okay? I couldn't hear it too well," right outside of the truck window. Me and Grant wanted to punch them right in the fucking face. Let's see you sing your fucking Hendrix with a broken jaw, fuckface.
5. Fuck beer. It's just so damn gross. What's so appealing about fermented liquid wheat?

I guess I'm spent. I'm too happy to write about things I hate.

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Is that what you call tact? [23 Aug 2003|12:16am]
[ mood | pissed off ]
[ music | "Seventy Times 7"- Brand New ]

Wow, I'm so incredibly pissed off that ex's have to exist. I'm angered even further by the fact they think they still have control of my life in some way. First, Michaelle still calls me constantly, and there are times when I wish she'd just leave me alone because I always end up talking about our relationship and either getting pissed or start missing her. I can't have her in my life, that's why we're not together. She's not good for me as a girlfriend, and she's not good for me as a friend. Secondly, a certain someone needs to get their bitter self out of my life. Just because things didn't go her way is no fucking excuse for dicking around with my current relationship. I'm sorry things didn't work, and I wish they had. But they didn't. And that's no fucking reason to attempt to ruin things for me. I'm happy, and goddammit, I'm gonna make fucking sure I stay that way. If you aren't, then I'm fucking sorry, but I can't fucking help that. The best thing you could possibly do is leave me the fuck alone, get over it, and stay out of my fucking life. I never considered you a mistake until now, and it pains me to say that, but it's the fucking truth. There, are you fucking happy? Now I can go cry my pathetic ass to sleep...

Thank you so much for understanding, Ari... You mean the world to me, you really do...

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I got the balls in the sack and the crackers in my crack, yo yo yo... [22 Aug 2003|10:11am]
[ mood | bored ]
[ music | "Cocaine and Toupees"- Mindless Self Indulgence ]

Well, for lack of better things to update with, I dug this up from an old website me and some friends made that sucked a whole bunch. I'll probably keep posting things from that until I can think of new stuff. Enjoy.

For some reason, corn chips intrigue me. For one, they certainly don't taste corn (as witnessed in the Apple Jack incidents). Also, I don't think they actually use corn to make them. So where did this name come from? Did they just decide to name it after a random vegtable? I think they named it after whatever vegtable looked the closest to the chip. Personally, I don't think ass chunk chip is quite so catchy as corn chip, and it's harder to say. They oversalt those damn things too. Do you even put salt on corn? I don't know, because I hate corn. Which brings me to another topic. How can someone like a product, but hate the main ingredient of that product? TOMATOS taste like fruity roadkill and have about the same texture, but TOMATO KETCHUP kicks ass. So what did they do differently? I think that they thought no one would eat ketchup if it actually tasted like tomatos, since tomatos suck and can go to hell. I know what they did to both corn chips and ketchup. They added nature's seasoning, SALT! Normally, corn and tomatos would be a well-rounded meal. Now, with the addition of sodium chloride, it not only tastes rancid, but clogs your arteries! It's like liquid death! Or is ketchup gelatenous? I'm not sure. It's just really hard to clean off plates. Well, no matter how you look at it, natural food sucks and is good for you, while artificial food kicks ass and kills you. Personally, I'm more of a "please me NOW, dammit!" kind of guy, even if it means a triple-bypass later on. My arteries hurt, but my mouth thanks me.

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I'm only stopping to regain feeling, I'm only stopping to hit the ground... [17 Aug 2003|02:32pm]
[ mood | ecstatic ]
[ music | "Hit The Ground"- 6gig ]

I went to the Manson show in Portland last night. Holy shit, what an amazing night. We got to see, in order, 6gig, Echo 7, Chevelle, and Marilyn Manson. The whole thing was just amazing. 6gig still blows me away, and their live show is amazing. They have a lot of energy. I'd never heard of Echo 7, but I was impressed with their sound. Chevelle kicked so much ass. They didn't do anything off Point #1, whihc was disappointing, but they played a few songs off Wonder What's Next that gave me a whole new appreciation for them. The real kicker was Manson. I used to think Hatebreed was the best band I've ever seen live. Manson now has that spot. The theatrics played a big part in setting the mood for the songs. I got pretty close to the stage, too. It was just amazing. Plus, I got to meet Ariana. That went very well. Needless to say, I'll probably be back down there very soon.

Perfection... Nothing will ever be better than that night...

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Days are numbered 666, and I'll begin the countdown by calling off the circus... [14 Aug 2003|07:30pm]
[ mood | excited ]
[ music | "Shatterday"- Vendetta Red ]

Well, my first show with a band is tomorrow. I guess I'm kinda excited. If anyone wants to come, it's at the KC Hall in Bangor, on the same road as the police station. We're getting there around 5:00 PM, so I guess around then is a good time to come. I dunno how much it costs, though. I think there are two other bands besides us playing. Anyways, it should be fun. Come see us.

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Let me lay my holy hand upon you... [06 Aug 2003|02:28am]
[ mood | accomplished ]
[ music | "Opiate"- Tool ]

Well, I'm now a legally-ordained minister, which is kick-ass. I can't find any robes anywhere, though. I bet when I do find them, they're going to be really expensive, like when I tried to buy a lab coat. $75 fucking dollars for one! How gay is that? It's fucking expensive to be a doctor. Seeing as how churches aren't taxed, I suppose being a minister is going to be costly, too. I suppose it's worth it, though. I can hold children under water in the name of God. I get those awesome bread-cracker things that are made from Jesus, not to mention wine too. I get to do exorcisms, but I think I need a kit for that. Also, if you want to get married, hey. I'm there, I can do that too. This minister shit kicks ass.

-The Reverend Eric Sawyer

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You never were one to use caution... [03 Aug 2003|02:16pm]
[ mood | pissed off ]
[ music | "Death Day"- Alien Ant Farm ]

I don't even know where the fuck to begin on this one. Apparently, the people I thought were my friends aren't. Jon's missing $95 dollars, and I'm the one taking the heat for it, despite what a fucking ludicrous situation it is. Everything is circumstancial, he doesn't have one solid fucking shred of proof that I took it, and yet he has the fucking gall to hold me against his fridge by the throat? What the fuck ever happened to trusting your friends? And why the fuck would I steal from him, knowing full well the situation he's in? Do I honestly come off as that fucking cold? Do I seem like the type to willingly take away two children's electricity, food, and shelter? I don't even know what the fuck to think right now. Everything's fucking pointing at me, there's not a single thing I can say to prove myself, and I didn't even do anything. What a fucked-up day.

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Umm... Tyler knows the words, I don't... I'm a bassist, for fuck's sake... [28 Jul 2003|12:58am]
[ mood | accomplished ]
[ music | "CannibalEyeAm"- Shaimless ]

I don't normally put personal shit in here unless it involves angering people, but I think this is a special occasion. We had our first real practice with Jamison, our new guitarist, today. It kicked so much ass. The guy is amazing at writing songs right on the spot. We pretty much completed one song, and we have a few more in the works. So far, we sound like a little bit hardcore, a little bit metal. Tyler's singing style matches the playing very nicely, too. It's nice to finally be playing with people that know what they're doing. We have a show coming up in August, and I'm really excited for that. I just hope we're ready, 'cause this is a pretty decent chemistry we have going on right here, and I'm excited to see how people react to it. Once we know the details and stuff, I'll be sure you put them up here. I have a good feeling about this...

I feel so weird not writing about negative shit... Fuck 24-hour Wal-Marts that really aren't... That's the best I can do right now...

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You wicked gay but then today I think I'll be hardcore... [24 Jul 2003|01:04am]
[ mood | aggravated ]
[ music | "Kill The Rock"- Mindless Self Indulgence ]

Augh, the pure stupidity of people today knows no fucking bounds! Today, I'm talking about clicks not only in a general sense, but in a vey specific sense as well. The ones I refer to are those that base the way they think and the way they look at others on the music they listen to. Okay, so I have a fucking Slipknot shirt. For one, I started listening to them when I was in the fucking 8th grade, when no one had any idea who the fuck they were. They hit the mainstream, and BAM! They're "nu-metal" and not worth anyone's time. Also, who gives a flying fuck where I buy my clothes. Yeah, I usually get them from Hot Topic, but where the fuck else can I find anything decent around here? Certainly not Pacific Sunwear or JCPenny. Besides that, what you wear does not, I repeat does not dictate your fucking personality! Just because someone buys some shit at American Eagle or Aeropostale does not make them an instant fucking prep, nor does buying from Hot Topic make anyone a wanna-be goth/punk. I sure as hell wouldn't buy from American Eagle and such, but that's because I'm not into the styles they sell at all, and I shop at Hot Topic simply because there's nothing better here. C'mon, what the fuck do you want? Should I start sewing my own clothes together out of home-grown cotton? What the fuck does it take to get fair representation in this fucking world? I hardly think music is a fair basis on which all shall be judged. So fucking what if I like Tool or Alice in Chains? Go right the fuck ahead and call them "nu-metal", because we all know that 10 years ago was pretty fucking recent. Fuck that, 10 years is pretty fucking good for a band to be around. Shit, most of the bands I listen to were out before I could even comprehend what music is. I don't think any of you arrogant fucks know the average life expectancy of most bands. I don't claim to know either, but I know it's not fucking long. You wanna pride yourself on listening to stuff most people have never heard of? Get a fucking hobby, because taste is certainly nothing to be proud of, let alone taste in bands that aren't fucking good enough to be famous. There's a reason no one's heard of them, you fucking dildos. You wanna fucking criticize? Start with yourself, you fucking "I'm so brutal and unique because I listen to heavy music that few people really care about," pigfuckers. You're no fucking better than those that judge by appearance. You are worse than them, because you also judge on a mental scale, and that's not fucking right. I hope you all get fucking gouged in the eye while moshing, you ignorant fucks.

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