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April 29, 2005
elvis lives in norco
I canceled on her again.
At this rate, I don't know why she even agrees to go out anymore.
Of course, I'd rather go out with her. But I can't just ditch my mom on her birthday. Eh. She said she understands. She always does. I'm lame.
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April 27, 2005
you stole our song now we rock your face
I spent most of yesterday cleaning out my car. Shampooing, vacuuming, scrubbing, blah blah blah. It was probably all the clothes and trash in the back and passanger seat, but I never realized how much room is in that thing. When I was doing cleaning it, I took it to the car wash. They asked me what kind of scent I wanted, I said Cherry. So when it's done, I go pick it up. No cherry. No scent at all. Lame.
I was listening to some of the music in Midnight Club 3 while I was eating. A song by Peaches came on. I thought that was funny. It sounded like it was with Iggy Pop. I guess I could reasearch and find out what it was, but eh. It doesn't matter. I remember being in LA for a concert, or wrestling or something, and driving by a huge marquee that said "PEACHES." I think I told brit about that. I thought she'd enjoy it.
I dislike Le Tigre's version of "I'm So Excited." It just doesn't work for me. I think I don't like the voice she does in it.
Stuff sucks.
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April 21, 2005
i tried to be perfect, it just wasn't worth it
I was at guitar center.
This girl (whom looked about 90% like someone I know) was kinda giving me the eye. But I wasn't quite sure if it was her or not. So I decided to just play guitars and whatnot while she walks around me. Her hair was a lot different than the last time I saw her. But I figured if it was her, she'd say something. Because that's what she does. I've never seen dimples like that on anyone besides her. If it wasn't her, she was looking at me a lot for a reason, and it sure wasn't my guitar playing. I wanted to ask her to stop.
My new amp works like a charm. I can hear it over everything. And it actually sounds like a bass, not a low guitar. I wonder what it'd be like at 10. Or 11! Why not just make 10 extra loud? But this goes up to 11.
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April 18, 2005
mark my words, we will rise
it may not be much to you.
but nights like tonight are why you rock. <3
So I'm expecting my bass amp by Wednesday or early Thursday. Hopefully it gets here, because we've got practice Thursday night. For anyone that cares, it's an Ashdown Mag C-410T. I know it's not amazing, but I like it. And the speakers glow blue.
And Wrestlemania XXI for xbox should be here on Wednesday as well. I don't think Midnight Club 3 is holding me until then. I feel stupid. Everytime a wrestling game comes out, I get all giddy. Raw, Raw 2, Wrestlemania XIX, Day of Reckoning.. And they all suck. I hope this one is good. I don't want to buy another ps2 to play wrestling.
School is going alright. I start at UPS on Monday. The band is actually playing songs. It's funny. Things aren't bad. They are improving. Why do I still feel like I did when everything was shit?
Le Tigre still makes me smile.
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April 17, 2005
emo is for the anorexic
I had a big old rant typed out, then stupid me clicks a link and bam. It's gone.
So I'll leave you with this.
I was at beep doot looking to buy a shirt or two. But they don't go above size medium. It made me sad.
beep doot. What a rad name.
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April 13, 2005
the city streets are where we roam
I got my boots. Never worn boots in my life, and now I have to wear them every day. They suck. I feel like my ankle has been glued and it just won't move. Steel toe is the stupid.
So we had a gig. Now we don't. Our singer would rather go to Cochella. Ha, so would I. Nine Inch Nails is headlining. This spring break isn't what I wanted. I guess when I don't have any money, I can't do anything. Maybe some other time.
Been doing the Dropkick Murphys a lot lately. Mostly old stuff. But a lot of Blackout too.
This sucks.
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April 08, 2005
I guess I work at UPS now.
And I don't have to wear super short shorts.
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April 06, 2005
my germs
I started doing some web design again. I hate when people say "make it look professional." This one guy was awesome to work with though. He just stood behind me and said "do this do that" and I did it. If he didn't like it, he said "well try this." I've always thought it worked better for them to be right there with me watching me do the graphics/layout. I usually let them name the price. And I always feel bad, because fuck. This stuff isn't that hard, and they are paying me a lot more than I should be paid.
Hell, I just went to a friend's house and showed him how to upload via ftp and he gave me 50 bucks. Which I didn't want to take, but he insisted. I think it was like what.. 10 minutes? And that including downloading his website to his computer and searching his file cabinet for his login info.
Job interviews, wrestling, guitar. That's been my week so far.
Wrestlemania was good. No Matt Hardy, though.
Raw was good. No Matt Hardy, though. Maven was all up ons. I couldn't say anything though. There was too much boo'ing him.
I always forget how damn hell small those seats are.
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April 03, 2005
a blank slate
I've really got nothing to say.
But Wrestlemania is today. And I'm going to RAW tomorrow. Should be fun.
I'll tell maven you said something sexy.
Maybe tuesday I'll finally get this damn thing looking alright.
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