Put a BUg Into My Ear

Shwaaadog.


fuck-ish, at least one more hour til work.

at least i got tomorrow off and so on.
hopefully we'll head down to San Diego For a destination unknown day.
maybe find a record store and just cruise and have pit stops and eat some good grub.

maybe theres a good show at soma, but fucklings....i cant really spend money until next paycheck. hm

for jades b-day it'd be swell to take her to medieval times.
that'd be awesome for both ends. :)

someday we should start our own record shop around SC..man that'd be ace.

i wish i had enough cash to buy the little book store thats...i guess for sale?...that'd be the best place, its sort of underground..at least half of it...its got cool look in windows and the whole bungalow of awesomeness to get creative with.

i think if the record stores around here could pull it off, especially the independent ones, mann.....our shot could make it.

gym tonight? fuck...i hope so.

i would wanna try a doughnut filled with m'ms like i saw on land of the lost...that movie was pretty swell.

UP...man that movie was rad! kinda depressing though. but leaves ya with a good feeling towards the end like..pretty much any disney movie.

we're outta T.P. shit, i think we need to go to the 99 cent store and just go nuts on T.P.

i think i should put on some pants...

shit bag, bag shits....

so its boiling in this apt right now..and im stalling on turning on the fan...cause im stuck on watching this video of fucked up's performance


man i wanna see them so bad




and this shit is dope as well.


i'd piss my little britces to see them soon...pronto


so today worked went well, i cant wait to ditch that place when i get a new job, give the manager the biggest bird i can stretch out on my finger.... i would wanna play a prank or two...maybe unscrew his chair a litle bit so he fumbles on his jiggly ass when he slams his weight on it...buUUUT anyway.

waiting for....something to happen next.

gonna have a mellow night, eat....maybe go wonder, or maybe go to the sauna and sweat and pour taht weird peppermint oil on the rocks.

i wish the mirimar was a venue, and i could put in options on who would play there, mainly hardcore and punk and skacore...get drunk and go to shows. awesome

gogol was nice, some parts of it i felt...weird, like...kind of a slap in my face that i've changed. but, i dont know.....its weird.
but the performance was pretty swell.

dude sometimes i need to just STOP eating, i downed a cumquat load of toasts...and thats a lot in my language.

probably gonna snack on whatever is on the table tonight...oh well
i gotta get back in a routine of exercise again, not just once in a blue moon.

i wish they had waterparks open at night, and just heated water...that'd be the damndest

i think next album to get snag will be none more blacks 12" ...this is satire? or file under black...probaly file under.


shit, i need to get more socks.

who knows what we'll be doing next, maybe play fucked up's record on the turntable


or....shit, im tired. maybe actually sleep.


asta la fuck off amigo's

what could we have done to deserve a violence like this..

i havent been on here so long i forgot my password.

then trying to retrieve it takes 20 steps to do

and they all tell you to repeat the same step before it.
linke after link, "go here" just so you can go back and go "here" again

and retype what you "just" typed just to retype something so you know what you'll be typiing from now on as your password.


but at least i made it. :)








lately i've had more time to myself on occasion.

my right eye is always blurry lately, like im always JUST waking up in a series of moments and my eyes are still always trying to adjust.

shits been really grey lately.

i cant really say anything with conviction on how my state of being is, how my state of mind is either.

most of the time i feel guilty writting anything less than humourus or upbeat on anything.

so when i come to parts in my day-to-day living, where i just give in, and cave that im not walking through the best of days..its just almost shameful

i finally broke a long stream of lazyness last night, i felt sweating and having my heart pound and lack of breath was more comfortable than being in the room. so i guess an excuse led me to get up and go back to the gym.

it was empy, and it felt libearating.
i never know what to listen to. then it always ends up wahtever i pick, usually gets me going, last night i revisited my against me! collection of songs.

i love it when bands i love come out with live cd's...i always picture myself in the band or just playing it on stage and just everything from the crowd, to the heat and every strum and jump and movement as some chaotic masterpiece feeling.

or i also think back to times i've seen them while live, it goes back and forth..

i have their searching for a former clarity record spinning on the turntable right now....really running out its course but, it suits right now.
listening to pretty girls. i remember that song gives me chills everytime i hear it, or sing it. just at certain moments the way its sung, and the lyrics and peaceful yet rumbling energy and tone. just makes me close my eyes, and for a moment, it seems the world stops...and only thing that matters is this very second of indulgence to the only thing that feels right now adays.

....i should be finishing my little workout, but...my fingers are getting momentum

the run went well, it was only a little harder than before, and the crackers i ate just 20 min prior were trying to get in on the action outside my body too, good thing my time was up right around the time i felt i was gonnna barf

in a room made for crowds, but find yourself the only one in em. it feels weird.
almost a sence of privelage, and comfort. reminds you that there is an existence, but this experience is just for you.

after that, i wanted to just sleep...but didnt really wanna go back home, i didnt have the gas to drive around, and nowhere really to park and sleep without some cop coming by right around the time im sure i'd just be getting comfortable.

so i jusst headed home. took my time, walked slow...took the backroads.

i wanna read more, i just wish i got good suggestions of books..seems the ones everyone suggests....i read half the book and i just wonder where the hell this is going, i didnt get anything from them.

then i see all these people i look up to, saying quotes, and even in just one sentence, im hooked.


my hygene isnt winning a gold medal lately

i need to get more clothes, to feel a little more sence of pride when i do laundry, rather than just putting in torn up shorts and a worn out dull shirt that doesnt fit right anymore.

right now, im listening to violence from against me, i've played it over probably 6 times while on this.


sometimes its nice doing things alone...i just wish i had somewhere to go that i havent been before.

who knows what the rest of the day will go

i hope i have energy to go back to the gym or run the hill.

i think my frustration might fuel me

oh, heres pretty girls again.....and im feeling uplifted


peace