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I can't believe that I forgto how sweet it is to download entire albums to my computer in like 20 minutes. I download the Converge discography today in an hour and a half. I love music, and I love free, so this just works out so well.
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[10 Oct 2006|03:03pm] |
Dear Life,
I really would like to let you know that these silly little games you play with me are stupid.
For realz.
Scott
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[02 Oct 2006|12:17pm] |
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You haven't truly lived a moment of your life unless you have witnessed a stripper sandwich.
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[23 Sep 2006|01:27pm] |
I saw her there from afar
Her hair grey charcoal
Takes a drag from her tar
I kissed her a smile
But her blood red shot eye
Said the son never shines on closed doors
It's been eight long years since I saw
The woman who's labored
Since the day I was born
These wrinkles now face
To that cold dark damp place
Where the son never shines on closed doors
She said the son never shines on closed doors
I open to find only hurricanes blow
Take me away back to the green fields of May
Because the son never shines on closed doors
Death comes like a theif in the night
To steal while you sleep
The soul's flickering licght
Well maybe it's then
She said, I'll see you again
Because the son never shines on closed doors
She said the son never shines on closed doors
I open to find only hurricanes blow
Take me away back to the green fields of May
Because the son never shines on closed doors
And we all go the same way home
Yeah we all go the same way home
That song fucks me all up. I bought this new Flogging Molly DVD CD thing. Its got a documentary about the band on it. Its really good.
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[18 Sep 2006|12:28pm] |
Mike's wedding on Saturday is gonna come awfully fast. Then, two more weeks and Chris gets hitched. I'm starting to feel really weirded out by all the friends I have that are having babies and getting married. I still don't even know what I really want out of life, and all sorts of people I have massive amounts of respect and love for all seem to have it figured out.
(Insert perfectly matched Operation Ivy lyrics here.)
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[14 Sep 2006|08:31pm] |
"To know I hate with the passion with which I love, it is a travesty"
That is possibly the best song lyric ever written.
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[06 Sep 2006|05:36pm] |
Car accident.
FUCK YOU.
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[01 Sep 2006|02:30pm] |
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Disappointed.
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[29 Aug 2006|02:11pm] |
Fuck school and stupid professors who don't know what they're talking about. Why the fuck do I have to pay so much fucking money so some half educated retard can stand in front of a class and tell me WRONG information regarding the system of government the US has.
I am also partial to fucktards that attempt to argue with me by challenging me to prove to them the opposite of what I just challenged them to prove to me. This is a verbatim example of my class this morning:
Me- "I think what she is asking is, is it fair that Representatives can redraw districts so as to ensure the majority of there parties voters within that district?"
Professor- "Is it unfair?"
What!!!!!!!!
I pay your salary you cocksmoke. If I wanted to engage in mind-numbing pseudo-debate, I would try to have a discussion with a retard or maybe a kidergartner.
Its like having fucking Rush for a professor.
I want to smack this fat shithead in his gap-toothed mouth.
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[14 Aug 2006|10:02pm] |
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Is it really so bad if the only thing you feel ever is anger and hate.
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[07 Aug 2006|05:23pm] |
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Tallahasse was fun execpt for the fucking speeding ticket I got. That was very lame. I am also super lame too, because I am a giant pussy. We went to a sink hole to go swimming up there, and Zec wanted to see how far down he could swim......he made it like 1,000,000 feet down. It was pretty cool.
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[27 Jul 2006|05:07pm] |
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I just changed the brakes on my truck in less than 30 minutes. If you haven't changed brakes before, then you have no basis to understand how fucking remarkable that is. Out.
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[25 Jul 2006|01:51pm] |
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I need to find an outlet for all my anger before I go fucking insane.
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[14 Jul 2006|12:59pm] |
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I just wanted to restate my profound hatred of all things. It's because of you that I don't want to get out of bed in the morning.
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| All hail the dead |
[30 Jun 2006|12:30pm] |
Party!
My house!
Tomorrow!
As soon as I wake up!
Call me if you want to come but need directions!
If I know you and you don't come, I'm gonna burn your house down!
292-8314!
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[17 Jun 2006|01:22pm] |
Shai Hulud makes me want to dance and kill people at the same time.
Ryan should be home soon....like within days. Thats sweet.
I killed my dog over a year ago......not sweet. That shit still makes me want to....I dont even know.....feed children to tigers? Sure, sounds good.
Travis is coming down tonight and Pat is here, I saw him last night. We should all do something together. That would be cool.
This is some pretty random shit. Fuck what you heard.
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