movinggggg

Man, moving is starting to get stressful. Beth and I started selling a bunch of records, which was awesome, even though I didnt want to part with a few of them. now I'm starting to look at more of my "odds-n-inns" (or whatever that fruity saying is) and thinking "shit, do i need this?" or "fuck, i want this, but where will i put it?". the questions keep coming. I know when it gets down to the line I'll be fine cutting my losses and gettin on the road, but in the mean time its metaphorically "chapping my ass".

Fuck! i have to go to drill friday night-sunday afternoon. this is so obnoxious. I was all set to go to the mountains with my best friends but since my Company has their head pretty far up their ass, I have to spend my weekend bullshitting with them. THEN, i have to find 3 more days over the next two weeks to go back and make up what i missed last month. UGH. shit me in the crap flapper. I hope it gives me a chance to make some lists cause i'm a bit p.o.ed.

Anticipation of moving is really frustrating. I'm glad I don't own a house, selling that and trying to find one across the country would be a major splinter in my dick hole.

fucking shit fuck.

pardon my language, but i'm a punk rocker.

Best Friends

I have three best friends. Scott, Dave, and Chris. The weird thing is, I can't remember the last time we were all in the same place and all talking to each other. there have been so many twists and turns in our relationships over the past few years, but I'm really proud of all of us for not giving a fuck what each other thought and doing what we individually thought was right. I hope there will be a time in the future when things fall into place and we can all hang out and get a decent burrito somewhere, but even if that time never comes i know that we each had enough good and bad influences on one another to be a lasting part of each other's memories. you guys will always have a spot at my table, just as long as you don't piss all over the walls.

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ONE MORE THING!!!

i THINK i'm going to be playing bass for Original Sin on Wednesday at the Agnostic Front/Madball show. you guys know if this happens im going to get a huge ego and never let anyone forget that i played with AF and madball right?>>???

By the way

I miss the liverpool kids, i want to hop across the pond sometime in the next few years and hang indefinitely. I also miss brett(duh) and nicole and paula. i hope i see them before they go back to germany. i really hope to catch up with every awesome dude/dudette who i've befriended at various times over my lifetime sometime down the road. weeeeeeee'lllllll ssssssseeeeeeee

YOOOO

i was rereading some of my more recent posts and it seems like I've been using this blog as a venting outlet for things that are on my mind. Thats good, but I was hoping to keep it more positive than negative so you guys have better things to read than me being bummin out. Anyways, heres your positive post.....

BEST FRIENDS DAY 7 was this weekend. It is now Sunday night and I am sitting in my room alone on the computer. I'm pretty tired. I had an absolute blast though. So much more fun than I had expected. I'm really glad that I did most of the events and I'm so glad I got to meet some really nice and cool people. It gets me totally stoked on punk and subcultures and good attitudes on life. Let me think of ways to get cheesier with this post...

DUDE i am SO stoked on Scott being in Richmond again. Speaking of best friends. I'm jealous he has like a 4 layer of really comfortable shit bed though. what an asshole. fuck that jerk.

vegetarian take 2, day 1

This morning Beth, Mike, and I traveled downtown to Cafe Ole to see our good pals Ricky and James and take part in some fine meheecan dining. Mike and I partook in the Daily Special (Potato Burrito) while Beth opted for the staple Shredded Beef Burrito (I think..) While I will admit to taking a bite from her's, I don't believe I consumed any actual beef. Score one.

Vermont was tight. John being 21 is tight. Chris Carreon living in Richmond is tight. etc... etc... etc...