Scales

Attempting to read two books at the same time at 3 am in the morning while dealing with a f***ed laser mouse.

Get the hell out of the house before I kick your ass! I heard you talking to someone about painting me, your a dead mother f***er if you so much as lay a 99 cent brush on me. I'll make the ceiling collapse on you in the night.. and stop trying to punch a hole in me, I'll just break your hand and laugh at you. I've always hated my old walls, depressing dark blue.. I'm sure they would hate me. xD

Right now I have still have a large amount of cards left. I don't have Saturdays off, which is just about when every single local gig takes place; EVIL. However I plan on quitting my part time job and temping full time at factories to get the equipment for a business, which will give me Saturdays off; then I can work deals with clubs or promoters and get myself in as many gigs as possible selling T's, thus when potential customers come up I can hand them out cards. It is my master plan.

Widespread apathy, the current educational system, the ideas that created this economy, and self-righteous ignorance- which leads back to the first one. At least it's not illegal to daydream about a higher scale of intelligence.

My back is full of knives, I can barely hold the weight; there's a bounty on my head, but I'm my only hunter. They say you choose your path in life, but that's a lie, you can just as easily get pushed down into a path; tripping and falling down into a deep hole, alone. Rising like a thin tower, a stranger dressed in blood, wrapped in chains with a knife in each cold hand, you try to pull them out, but belief wasn't made for you; you are merely rotting, dying, and the cycle continues. Struggling to climb the clock while crowds laugh, inevitability that you will fall, every path is dirt and shit. Deep down you feel that everyone wants you dead, if your insides were filled with blades, you'd find peace.

Chillin', waitin' for a phone call.

Sounds good to me. I'll take a month off work and tell 'em I'm questing for juice. It'll give me an excuse to form a medieval army. /end threadjack

Mixin'

I haven't got a chance to pass many out. I tried leaving some in Hot Topic by the cd's (not allowed to put them on the desk with other flyers and such..) back when this topic was new and I didn't know Troy only wanted us to pass them out personally. Those cards were probably stolen, either that and/or whoever took them lurked here but decided not to register; I still have a crapload so I'm fine, I'd like to get more people over here who I could go decked out to gigs with and pass the cards out, lol. I'm not legally old enough to drink at gigs so that screws me over. I did put the banner up on my myspace page, and I'm surprised that hasn't generated anyone. I'm going to write a bulletin tonight and see if that convinces anyone I know who might be lurking or whatever to get on here, post and such.

I voted pineapples. I hate pineapples and they all must be crushed.

Yo

Aphex Twins - Stone in Focus

Gonna tune my strat that's falling apart.

I don't believe in God. I don't believe authority is looking out for me but merely following rules based on systems. I also have little hope for humanity. What is your favorite type of pot pie, Turkey, Beef, or Chicken?

I would tune in, but I gots to work.

I used to be a slack EDIT: added a "k"

*Mooches quote and runs*

Knows something I don't about a DGN musical.. o_O

Is bald, like the lead singer of R.E.M. "It's the end of the world as we know it." Now I'm gonna go look for a copy of wake up bomb..

Ozzy Osbourne - Countdown's Begun

http://www.copshoes.com/c-police-shoes.html Found this site. If you googled for the term "police shoes", those wouldn't add a lot of height, they look classy and more formal too.

I have been drunk off 100 proof straight-up Popov (ghetto ass vodka), it's the reason I haven't been drunk since. I probably have ethanol and lead poisoning permanently swimming in my bloodstream, and I'll probably shoot out a fireball when I die. The moral of the story is that rocket fuel just isn't worth it, and mixing something that has barely been filtered is not worth it either. Rocket fuel is evil, just pure evil. Captain Morgan Tattoo (Dark Rum) I have to say that drinking this straight is amazing, dark rum is leaned more towards being made from molasses, and drinking this at first was kind of like classic Coca-Cola to me (haven't ever tried mixing the two yet, but I'm eager to try it at least once someday). There is still a nasty bite, nowhere as severe as vodka, nowhere as bitter as Cap'n spiced rum, but it's there and asking for a chaser or a mixer. Anyways, Tattoo seems worth buying if you want to go cocktail experimenting.

Walker Texas Ranger THEME

The first one I get from people I'm close too all the time, lol.