motopunx 'til death.
which, at my rate, could be fairly soon.

i have a morbid fascination with watching my collar bone pop in and out of place. word is i might need surgery.

my nose is still dripping severely ( Read more... )

let's all get together and start an anarchist commune somewhere near mexico. who's in?

i've come to terms with the fact that i have an unhealthy obsession with THE FREEZE.

man, gainesville is such a weird place. i bet it would be 1000 times better with a serious injection of hardcore music. instead everyone listens to crapass indie rock and "cute" plan-it-x style 'everone loves each other and everything's alright' acoustic anarcho-folk-punk. don't get me wrong, i enjoy that stuff, but man, i get ANGRY, too. i ( Read more... )

im still trying to write my zine... blah blah blah. i have interviews. i have info. i lack motivation for layout ( Read more... )

woa, so my boss just told me dimebag darrel is dead. man, it's about fucking time. i was hoping it was going to be by an overdose, that way people will at least put him down in history as another rock n roll schmuck like kurt cobain, but instead he had to go and get himself shot so he can be a goddamn martyr. fuck. oh well, i'm not gonna look a ( Read more... )

oh, and furthermore, go to the skatepark show on friday.

only if you're not afraid to mosh your ass off.

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word. saturday night, big fist and many others at the pegasus lounge. play your best, kids, 'cos i'm bringing my 4-track and i want to record all you fuckers. halloween night: serf's up!, no substance, and the holy mountain. that show's gonna rip so much ass, it'll be scary. sorry. i needed to add some sort of halloween pun ( Read more... )