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stupid games are for stupid people!
ha sorry just had to bust out some new found glory. they're great. i miss those 9th grade days feeling like i was the only person in the world that knew about them. i wore their shirt proudly. they're probably the reason i dont still listen to music that makes the trl top 10. them and lane for giving me that huge list of music i should check out. and if i didnt listen to more undergroundish music i wouldn't have gotten zach into more undergroundish music. and if i didnt get zach into more undergroundish music he wouldn't have liked my chemical romance. and if he never liked my chemical romance we wouldn't have gone to see them at the muse in nashville. and if we hadn't have gone to see them in nashville i wouldn't have seen every time i die. and if i wouldn't have seen every time i die i wouldn't have gotten into hardcoreish music. and if i wouldn't have gotten into more hardcoreish music i wouldn't be in mychildren mybride. so thanks new found glory for getting me in my band!
oh. and. i didn't make this livejournal. i'm not a cocky bastard who would name their journal handsomerob. corey made it for me. long ago. and he got it from the movie italian job.
i've been waking up at like 3 30. which is like 3 hours of daylight. thats no good. i like daylight. it keeps me happy. and sleeping pills just make you fall asleep and stay asleep. so they're not helping. one of the girls that offered me a job at journeys sent me a message on myspace and said they'd call me next week about a job. so that was cool. because i think i dont really want to work at dominos anymore. driving is fun, but being able to keep your piercings is better. and journeys would be easy as crap. i'd own that job. i'd be like.. hey.. you want some shoes? alright cool. let me go get you some shoes. here you go. holla.
actually i'll probably get the job and it'll consist of like doing calculus problems about shoes and it'll be hard as crap and i'll feel really stupid for underestimating journeys.
thanks patriciana for not letting me read your journal. geez.
i've been cooking lately. well to me its cooking. i made orzo one day, white rice the second, and brown rice with sauteed red and bell peppers the last time. the last time was kind of weird. but i'm still proud of myself. every time i cook something i feel like i have some kind of special powers.
oh hey patriciana did let me read her journal. so thanks <3 it made me smile.
i really cant think of anything to talk about. nothing that wouldn't bore people into a 100 hour nap, or as dane cook calls it, a coma.
ha sorry just had to bust out some new found glory. they're great. i miss those 9th grade days feeling like i was the only person in the world that knew about them. i wore their shirt proudly. they're probably the reason i dont still listen to music that makes the trl top 10. them and lane for giving me that huge list of music i should check out. and if i didnt listen to more undergroundish music i wouldn't have gotten zach into more undergroundish music. and if i didnt get zach into more undergroundish music he wouldn't have liked my chemical romance. and if he never liked my chemical romance we wouldn't have gone to see them at the muse in nashville. and if we hadn't have gone to see them in nashville i wouldn't have seen every time i die. and if i wouldn't have seen every time i die i wouldn't have gotten into hardcoreish music. and if i wouldn't have gotten into more hardcoreish music i wouldn't be in mychildren mybride. so thanks new found glory for getting me in my band!
oh. and. i didn't make this livejournal. i'm not a cocky bastard who would name their journal handsomerob. corey made it for me. long ago. and he got it from the movie italian job.
i've been waking up at like 3 30. which is like 3 hours of daylight. thats no good. i like daylight. it keeps me happy. and sleeping pills just make you fall asleep and stay asleep. so they're not helping. one of the girls that offered me a job at journeys sent me a message on myspace and said they'd call me next week about a job. so that was cool. because i think i dont really want to work at dominos anymore. driving is fun, but being able to keep your piercings is better. and journeys would be easy as crap. i'd own that job. i'd be like.. hey.. you want some shoes? alright cool. let me go get you some shoes. here you go. holla.
actually i'll probably get the job and it'll consist of like doing calculus problems about shoes and it'll be hard as crap and i'll feel really stupid for underestimating journeys.
thanks patriciana for not letting me read your journal. geez.
i've been cooking lately. well to me its cooking. i made orzo one day, white rice the second, and brown rice with sauteed red and bell peppers the last time. the last time was kind of weird. but i'm still proud of myself. every time i cook something i feel like i have some kind of special powers.
oh hey patriciana did let me read her journal. so thanks <3 it made me smile.
i really cant think of anything to talk about. nothing that wouldn't bore people into a 100 hour nap, or as dane cook calls it, a coma.