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god dammit, i keep forgetting how fucking sick Dying Fetus is. i always end up listening to jungle non stop like i have for the last 2-3 years, and not listening to any death metal for months on end, and forgetting why they're one of my favorite bands. i suspect that no one on my friends list actually likes death metal except for Ryan the Roadie (holdin it down !!), so i feel bad for all of you, but fuckin a. this band is one of the main reasons why i play the drums the way i do, they inspired me to go all out and take no prisoners. maybe one day ill turn some of you over to the dark side. probably not
s'anyways. im chillin. i went to direct drive for the first time the other day, it was aight. crowd couldve been fuller, but i did my part by bringing the whole crew plus, so fuck em. human killed it, cassien killed it, thats all that matters. met up with a bunhc of people including -a random girl i know from myspace who drove all the way from maryland, -vida and her really hot roommate who we chilled with afterwards also, -paulie walnuts, -clip and her sister, -thats it. oh and i brought my sister out with us, which was wierd but ended up being awesome. later on in the night we went back to vida's apt in brooklyzzle, where victor ( who was beyond intoxicated ) decided to go for a walk by himself to get some air. to make a long story short he disappeared and we spent almost 2 hours searching for him around prospect park and surrounding side streets, at 6 in the morning in the freezing cold. of course all the worst case scenarios were running thru my head, i figured he had bumped into a cop and got hauled off to the drunk tank, or he had fallne and hit his head and was sleeping under a bush getting frostbite and hypothermia, or he was tied up being tortured and raped by a homeless man with an asian boy fetish. turned out to be none of the above, we got a call finally at about 7 from some random dude who had found victor, 60 bloks away, with no jacket, still drunk as fuck. he had forgotten that we were in brooklyn and was trying to make his way back to direct drive, which is in manhattan, and he had jsut kept walking. and walking. and fucking walking. so the guy ended up giving him a ride back to us thank god, and we made it home at the awesome hour of 8:30 am. and by awesome i mean fucking shoot me cuz now my sleep schedule is even more fucked up.
ok no more typing now pictures
semi recent one of me , fivalo, and kurt @gweather's
scary picture of human spinning at ilovedrumandbass this past thurs
me and shookaloz COLD LAMPING at ilovednb
me strecthing at Direct Drive, real artistic shit right? next to me is on the left- vida's hot roomate, on the right- an atm. amazing
me, shooks, legion, syrius black, doug the bouncer, human?, at Konkrete last week
blah blah blah, titties and breasts and all that good stuff. i love you all
s'anyways. im chillin. i went to direct drive for the first time the other day, it was aight. crowd couldve been fuller, but i did my part by bringing the whole crew plus, so fuck em. human killed it, cassien killed it, thats all that matters. met up with a bunhc of people including -a random girl i know from myspace who drove all the way from maryland, -vida and her really hot roommate who we chilled with afterwards also, -paulie walnuts, -clip and her sister, -thats it. oh and i brought my sister out with us, which was wierd but ended up being awesome. later on in the night we went back to vida's apt in brooklyzzle, where victor ( who was beyond intoxicated ) decided to go for a walk by himself to get some air. to make a long story short he disappeared and we spent almost 2 hours searching for him around prospect park and surrounding side streets, at 6 in the morning in the freezing cold. of course all the worst case scenarios were running thru my head, i figured he had bumped into a cop and got hauled off to the drunk tank, or he had fallne and hit his head and was sleeping under a bush getting frostbite and hypothermia, or he was tied up being tortured and raped by a homeless man with an asian boy fetish. turned out to be none of the above, we got a call finally at about 7 from some random dude who had found victor, 60 bloks away, with no jacket, still drunk as fuck. he had forgotten that we were in brooklyn and was trying to make his way back to direct drive, which is in manhattan, and he had jsut kept walking. and walking. and fucking walking. so the guy ended up giving him a ride back to us thank god, and we made it home at the awesome hour of 8:30 am. and by awesome i mean fucking shoot me cuz now my sleep schedule is even more fucked up.
ok no more typing now pictures
semi recent one of me , fivalo, and kurt @gweather's
scary picture of human spinning at ilovedrumandbass this past thurs
me and shookaloz COLD LAMPING at ilovednb
me strecthing at Direct Drive, real artistic shit right? next to me is on the left- vida's hot roomate, on the right- an atm. amazing
me, shooks, legion, syrius black, doug the bouncer, human?, at Konkrete last week
blah blah blah, titties and breasts and all that good stuff. i love you all