Jun 06, 2004 03:33
I cut my hair. it's really effin' short. I said "fuck it" and took my gorgeous locks to a rumble with a buzzer. The buzzer won. The beard is now the dominant force on my face. a newly forming pimple right under my nose is a close second.
Twisted Sister is July 9th. I can't be the only person around here excited for this.
The other day I had my first rock star moment. My newly appointed "barber" Corey Brule and I were walking to the comic book shop as any self-respecting rock star should be doing ....or was that snorting coke off the breasts of groupies? I'll go with the comics.
Anyhoo, one of lewiston's skater kids yell "dude, I love your band! Death Race for life! Nu-metal forever!(or something quite similar)" It was damn sweet even if we haven't really been a band since like oh say 2002. But regardless whomever it said it, rock on bud. keep fighting the good fight.
which reminds me I've always wanted to learn how to skateboard. true story.
Tuesday is set for hot zombie action courtesy of Sam. Beard admiring will commence as well as the coloring of books (the black and white picture kind). juice boxes will be enjoyed by all.
I want a new LJ layout, and the motivation to get one.
I would like to point out that there are still some agendas I need to fulfill either ASAP or this summer.
1) Business dinner with Erin and Heather
2) Comic Book Convention with Ama
3) Make Them Die Slowly: the rock opera with Stefan (Fantasy metal!)
In tribute of the late Ronald Reagan, "go out there and win one for the Gipper!"