Yea... I'm here!
All right all right. After god knows how long ( I know, I know some would say that I need to capitalize god but you know what I don't know which one someone may be thinking of. so fer now thats all ya get) I have my very on LJ entry. Thinking back on it about 13 years ago I used to keep a diary on my old computer this isn't much diffrent. So with out a further ado here I go. Just warning whoever may read this that I kind of type via a stream of conciousness so if it seems that I wander a bit, sorry. I want to know something. When the hell did we become a group of cry babies? I mean sheesh it seems like can't go five minutes with out someone bitching about how thier life is misarable. Morrisey at least made it entertaining. Maybe that is what I need to do. Crank up the Smiths and start laughing. Some used to say that he was a poet bringing out his feelings. I say he was just clever guy who got tired of the whole UK punk scene tried something diffrent, and was tickled pink it was a sucess. I used to imagine Morrsiey and Robert Smith drinking beer, watching the Stooges and trying to out gloom the other. That would be funny. Back to the original reason of this post. I hate 106.5 the End. Well except on Sundays 7-11. If I hear one more whiny white boy music bitch about his mom or how life sucks I am going to go ballistic. Sad fact is the best new metal I have hear in quite a while has been the new St Anger cd by Metallica. Well thats it for now. Talk again later