Tuesday, December 11, 2007

People are dumb and selfish.

It's so frustrating.

Friday, November 30, 2007

We shall never inhale

Religion is a joke. A complete fucking joke. A lady at work today stopped me in the hallway and asked what was on my shirt. I told her that is was a random death metal logo and she said, "are those the bands that hate jesus?" I said, I dunno. She grabbed her cross that was hanging on her neck, looked straight into my eyes and said, "You know what, I got the faith and they don't. I know where I'm going and they know where they are going. You shouldn't promote hatred like that or you will be going there with them." I stood there for a second and my manager, who I was walking with, grabbed me and pulled me in the opposite directions before I could get out a word.

Pretty awesome. Pretty fucking awesome.

My mind is racing but my hands are remarkable steady.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Disconnect

Getting blood draw is pretty cool. It's a odd feelingto have the blood rush out of your body so quickly. As I was holding my fist, I felt my grip get weaker and weaker. It's almost a rush but without the blood. No pun intended.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Peep the transcript, son.

Hold up, hold up. Let me get my Ipod loaded up before I start poppin off.

There we go, I just want to celebrate, honestly. New Ghostface is going happy man.

The nerve, you know who I'm talking about. Breastfeeding women. It's amazing-they think just cause they got nutted in and popped out a baby that they have the right to show their tits in public. Listen, you self righteous bitches: When I come to work, I come to work. When I walk my ass up to the cafe to get a snack, I don't want to see you sitting there with you tit hanging out feeding your seed.

And when someone comes over and ask you to at least cover yourself up a bit, don't get all fucking uptight saying, "I don't care, it's my body". Yeah problem is, NO ONE WANTS TO SEE YOUR BROKE ASS TITTIES.

Good one. That reminds me, I forgot how much it bothers me that someone blatantly, and sometimes even glorifies being a complete prick. Listen, I know having confidence is one thing, but trying to act like a prick to make yourself feel better and show other people you aren't weak is, perhaps, the most idiotic thing I've ever witnessed. Check your sneakers at the door or if you want, keep burning your bridges.

Playlist for your face:

Ghostface Killah - The Big Doe Rehab
Jesu - Jesu

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Welcoming you home


napoleon vs. 1821


you, me and the unlikely story of the relationship that never was


the sleeping giant dislikes new york


don't open your mouth you gutless twat


logic and its greatest invention


there is no god but unicorns are pretty sweet


spreading the butter onto death


wake up just to fuck irish spring


your scene card has an expiration date


religion and the imploding world


digital love and internet


a happy marriage grew a beard


splicing wrists and welding one night stands


botox and the whore you re sleeping with (your face looks like a puckered asshole)


you had me at "you fucked her?"


sweet nothings are really just nothing you dense fucker


motionless sex


the portrait of a rapist


rainbows and gasto-intestinal surgery


glorified typewriters and my best friends suicide note


we got along so well when she died


air-plane bathrooms


pictures of us never turned out


good-bye break-up sex