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I've been out for a while, I know--there were a few problems. Fucking God won't leave me the hell alone. He keeps killing annoying people and sending them to hell (the Schiavo/pope combo is a recent example). I think it's just his way of flirting with me, like how little kids will poke each other with sticks. He's always had a thing for me. But then, so have all of you. You're all flirting with the fucking devil when it gets down to it.
AND that bastard tried to get someone else to take over my job. It's getting to the point where I want to invade Heaven just so I can drop off all of the annoying pricks that he keeps sending here.
So, musically, I guess I've been branching out. I'm starting to dig this whole "screamo" thing, mainly 'cause it's grating and loud. I'll always have a special place in my heart for jazz, though. Always. I'm no scenester, bitches (although the concept of scene is mine).
I need to get going. I'm going to have another go at the whole antichrist thing. Last time I tried... well, I ended up with Hunter S. Thompson.
AND that bastard tried to get someone else to take over my job. It's getting to the point where I want to invade Heaven just so I can drop off all of the annoying pricks that he keeps sending here.
So, musically, I guess I've been branching out. I'm starting to dig this whole "screamo" thing, mainly 'cause it's grating and loud. I'll always have a special place in my heart for jazz, though. Always. I'm no scenester, bitches (although the concept of scene is mine).
I need to get going. I'm going to have another go at the whole antichrist thing. Last time I tried... well, I ended up with Hunter S. Thompson.