| Cold |
[Jul. 11th, 2008|11:30 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | saucy! | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Fountains of Wayne - Sink to the Bottom | ] |
"This next song's about killing the fuck out of someone...it's called NAIL CASKET!"
-Tony "Guardrail" Foresta of Municipal Waste
At the Gates was amazing. Notes:
-People who do cartwheels in the pit should be shot.
-People who stand at the edge of the pit with their arm outstretched, hand in a fist, in an attempt to keep people away from them should be shot. It doesn't work and you look really fucking stupid. It's a metal show, not 300.
-People behind those at the edge of a pit who constantly shove those in front of them into the pit should be shot.
-People who do any martial arts in the pit (except for the Crane) should be shot.
-People who charge $50 for a band hoodie should be shot.
-Whoever shot the AC at Irving Plaza should have then turned the gun on themselves, so that they would have also been shot.
"If you're waiting for the breakdown so you can do some karate, it ain't gonna happen. You should start a circle pit, though."
-Tony "Guardrail" Foresta of Municipal Waste |
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| Where's Glenda? |
[Jun. 17th, 2008|05:02 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Metalocalypse - Dethrace | ] |
Late again? She better drive extra fast. Oh, no. Her tits are on Oatmeal Street and her brains are on Willow Drive. That's two blocks away. Long way for tits to be away from brains. |
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| Look, Ma, No Class |
[May. 25th, 2008|02:08 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | terrified about everything | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Nakatomi Plaza - Not Hopeless | ] |
List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now, shaping your spring. Post these instructions in your LJ along with your 7 songs. Then ask 7 other people to see what they're listening to.
1) 3 Inches of Blood - Forest King
I cannot get enough of this song. Every time I hear it, I come up with more ideas for the film adaptation. I generally have to play it at least 2-3 times in a row.
2) The Falcon - Unicorn Odyssey
Just really catchy and upbeat, even though it's a lyrical downer. All about an old friend who's kind of a scumbag. I can relate.
3) Fucked Up - David Comes To Life
David? David? It's time to wake up! AAAAAAAAAUGH!
4) Attica! Attica! - A Dirge for the Underground
Very much like Marathon - fast, incisive, catchy.
5) Audrey Kishline - End of a Year
If only for the line "There's a basement apartment in Hollis, New York, and it's got my name on it." I don't know why I find that so cool.
6) The New Dress - Murderous Bugs With Giant Needle Knives
I'm a sucker for female vocals, sappy sad lyrics, and lo-fi minimalist pop.
7) Nakatomi Plaza - Not Hopeless
A bit dark, with a great guitar solo. Makes me think of driving around the city on a rainy spring night, though I've never heard this song under such circumstances. |
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| MOTHER! |
[Oct. 9th, 2007|01:06 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Dream Theater - Constant Motion | ] |
I came to the realization that I would make a tremendous housewife. I honestly think that staying home and cooking and cleaning and shit is my calling. I got a chicken in the oven, took care of some dishes, rocked some laundry, and now I just wanna kick back and enjoy my stories before Bob comes home.
This is what it's come to. |
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| Heaven is a Place on Earth |
[Sep. 7th, 2007|11:42 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | orgasm | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Queensryche - Walk in the Shadows | ] |
Sobriety, Day Nine
I came home and had an awful salad. I ordered a good salad. Saddened, I played some Persona 3. Nothing like a game where shooting yourself in the head to kill dismembered demons is given equal importance to making friends in school and studying hard. It's a fun game! Then I watched Survivorman and Trapped in the Closet and thought "It doesn't get any better than this." Then I saw Queensryche - Operation: Livecrime on VH1 Classic. "Man, when are they touring again? I'd love to see them for more than half a set."
TOMORROW FUCKING NIGHT.
So after much planning, I devised a plan to see Queensryche, Alice Cooper and fucking Black Sabbath with RONNIE JAMES DIO with Mark. My life is orgasm. |
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| In Response To My Last Post: |
[May. 24th, 2007|10:49 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Slayer - South of Heaven | ] |
I'm scared of my drunk logic sometimes...I think I just meant to say Jessica Biel is attractive, and the new 3 Inches of Blood album is really good. Thanks for your patience and God Bless America. |
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| Assassins of the Light |
[May. 23rd, 2007|03:20 am] |
| [ | music |
| | 3IOB - Forest King | ] |
I've gotten laid since the last post. Thanks go out to my aunts, nuns, and aunt/nuns. BFF.
But it's not enough. I didn't get laid to the new 3 Inches of Blood album with Jessica Biel. This saddens me. It sets, according to Cam Pipes, the human race back...and I quote: "a million years"!
I mean, look at that. THAT is civilization. I don't even work out, but I know when I'm beat, gender or nay.
The album's really good. Also, Jessica Biel's ass, which requires like 73 hours of working out a day, is remarkably high in the air for an ass that requires a new 3IOB album to be defiled with. Which, it sadly does. Sad that only one man on this Earth can solve it all before Nancy Drew blows her own load in awe of the tragedy before her virgin eyes.
Sad, sad that this tragedy is me.
See you all on Mars!
-Sincerely,
Not You,
Darth Fukkin' Brennan
...in the sequel... |
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| Dollyrots |
[Apr. 20th, 2007|05:57 am] |
| [ | music |
| | Stone Temple Pilots - Sex Type Thing (very funny, music choice) | ] |
Fast forwarding through Herbie: Fully Loaded in HD with the sound off is proof that I need to get laid. |
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| Pam. |
[Apr. 5th, 2007|08:58 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | PAM. | ] |
| [ | music |
| | PAM. | ] |
I've got 6 beers in me, the Devils are tied with the Flyers, I don't know what to do with my life, and I may or may not be dying, but the top concern I have right now??
PAM. She's sad. She NEEDS ME. |
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| Happiness Pie |
[Mar. 19th, 2007|12:19 pm] |
A big chunk of ice fell on the AC outside of our office window, exploding loudly and scaring the hell out of everyone.
Me: "Too bad the window didn't break, then we could have left early."
Co-Worker: "Oooooooo-kay."
I hate condescending people. I hate stupid people. People who somehow fucking manage to be both amaze and infuriate me.
But now we're getting Atomic Wings so all should be well.
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Also, I'm sick of sad people in my life. EVERYONE HUG AND CHEER UP! Let's laugh at the sad people OUTSIDE of our lives, and let their sorrow feed us, like mental health vampires from a Hell of our own design!
Oooookay. |
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| Kitty Cat Man |
[Mar. 6th, 2007|03:13 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Replacements - I Don't Know | ] |
...a new kind of drama... |
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| Either I Forgot How lj Works, Or This Bitch Ate My First Post... |
[Dec. 28th, 2006|12:41 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | warm & Manhattan clam chowdery | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Samiam - Take Care | ] |
Official transcript of 'conversation' with Maya, who works a few desks down, moments ago as she was putting her coat on:
Revenge Vulture: MAYA!
Revenge Vulture: MAYA!
Revenge Vulture: F it, you've left now.
Revenge Vulture: I was gonna ask you for a snapple. But it's cool.
Revenge Vulture: I'll just die alone.
Revenge Vulture: Snappleless.
Revenge Vulture: HAHAHAHA
Revenge Vulture: You totally just asked me if I wanted a snapple on the way out.
Revenge Vulture: amazing.
JESUS. I haven't posted in over a month. Poor fucking YOU. |
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| Bullshit |
[Nov. 19th, 2006|10:52 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | As I Lay Dying - Six (Guitar Hero II) | ] |
Pictures. Further updates as I FUCKING FEEL LIKE IT. |
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| Rocks of Sweden |
[Nov. 17th, 2006|01:10 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Naked Raygun - Soldier's Requiem | ] |
Revenge Vulture: You still wanna do the Teresa party tonihgt?
Revenge Vulture: I might bail on it.
Sean: i think im bail on it
Sean: i dont want to do shit tonight
Revenge Vulture: nor I
Revenge Vulture: I have to go to that goddamn party
Revenge Vulture: I just wanna see AWK and go home
Revenge Vulture: I'm all happy with my life, so of course I have to spend time in the same space as Dave and Heather
Revenge Vulture: stewing amongst fuckin kiddies
Sean: yeah
Revenge Vulture: when I could be home playing Guitar Hero II and focusing up on fantasy hockey
Sean: avoid them
Revenge Vulture: I will, but who else is there, you know?
Revenge Vulture: It's all kiddies
Revenge Vulture: Anthony's my wingman, hopefully he shows
Sean: anthony wont show
Sean: or he'll be way late
Revenge Vulture: yeah
Revenge Vulture: fuck
Revenge Vulture: everything's going nicely, too
Revenge Vulture: now I gotta deal with these...these...fuckin BOZOS
Revenge Vulture: BOZOS, bro.
Sean: the worst
Revenge Vulture: haha
Revenge Vulture: They're clearly the worst fuckin' BOZOS around.
Revenge Vulture: Dey're like dese stoopid fukkin CLOWNS bro.
Sean: clowns are experts
Sean: at making me laugh
Revenge Vulture: I just had my whole section look at me funny for laughing
Revenge Vulture: "Data's funny, that's all."
Revenge Vulture: "Numbers tickle my funny bone."
Sean: some of these cute little numbers made me laugh |
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| I Willingly Gave Myself a Cold... |
[Nov. 13th, 2006|11:22 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | pretty damn great | ] |
| [ | music |
| | I Am the Avalanche - I Took a Beating | ] |
...and it was WORTH IT.
Also, HD Loader is my new best friend. Bully and Guitar Hero 2 are far more caring than actual humans. |
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| South Brooklyn, the L&L, and Any Number of Awesome Bands |
[Nov. 9th, 2006|01:22 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | burning out | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Lawrence Arms - Like a Record Player | ] |
I have many things to update. I hope to do so this weekend. Time is of the essence. I know we're being monitored. Just do your best. |
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| AEROPLANE! AEROPLANE! |
[Oct. 4th, 2006|01:57 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | freaked | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Lawrence Arms - Are You There, Margaret? It's Me, God... | ] |
There's this new guy at work who is kind of freaking everyone out. We've got a bunch of new people with all sorts of fucked up quirks that scare/annoy me, but this guy's the MVP of the rookie class of October 2006 fuckup hires. He just does nothing but sit and stare, stand and stare, just kind of aimless and spooky. Here are IM excerpts about him:
Maya: watch out he likes me; I lent him a staple remover once
Revenge Vulture: That's his trade
Revenge Vulture: you can buy or sell him on those things
Maya: I'll get him to eat you for dinner
Revenge Vulture: like prison
Revenge Vulture: totally
Revenge Vulture: I'm gonna get shanked at the copier
Maya: with a paperclip
Maya: to the jugular
Revenge Vulture: TSSSS TSSSS TSSSSS
Revenge Vulture: look over here
Revenge Vulture: spinning chair
Maya: what spinning chair?
Revenge Vulture: Borr
Maya: but he's standing
Maya: what is he looking at?
Revenge Vulture: iunno
Revenge Vulture: he was spinning the chair awhile ago
Revenge Vulture: like moments ago
Maya: you know when pets just sort of stare off into space/
Maya: for no reason?
Maya: and you have no idea what's going on
Maya: and you shrug cause they're just animals?
Maya: that's kind of how I feel about some of his behavior
Revenge Vulture: yup
Revenge Vulture: I always give KD more credit than that, though
Revenge Vulture: like, he can see ghosts
Revenge Vulture: that's the fake excuse I've come up with
Maya: well pets can see ghosts
Revenge Vulture: HAHAHAHA
Maya: BUT it's not always ghosts
Revenge Vulture: What is it, then?
Maya: that's the part that I shrug about
Revenge Vulture: oh
Maya: lol
Revenge Vulture: just deep cat thoughts
Hockey starts tonight. Fuck it all. Shit's ON. |
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| In Mother Russia, the Player Trades YOU! |
[Sep. 25th, 2006|10:34 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | AXES | ] |
| [ | music |
| | 3 Inches of Blood - Axes of Evil | ] |
I'm in a fantasy hockey league with Sean, Jesse, Joseph, and some other people I don't know. We're all putting $50 in on it, so it's gonna get pretty intense. It's already insane now, actually - I had to drop everything in DC to participate in the live draft. Stephen's connection was having issues, so I made him take me to his school's basement comp lab, which was empty at 6PM on a Friday night except for the two laughing idiots who converted it into their draft bunker. I really wish they had let me copy and save the chat text, because it was fucking funny as hell. Anyways, the season doesn't start for two weeks, yet two days in I'm being hit with trade proposals, since I actually managed to pick Ovechkin 5th overall, something that baffles yet amuses me to no end.
Hey bobbyorrgasmic,
This trade has been proposed to you in Crash The Net (21579):
Peekskill Wanderers
M. Sundin
C. Pronger
Racist Goblins
A. Ovechkin
You can accept, reject or counter this offer by going to your team page (if you do not see detail about this trade on the page, then it has been cancelled by the manager who originally proposed it).
--Fantasy Hockey Commissioner
This one's even better...Sean's such a bastard:
Hey bobbyorrgasmic,
This trade has been proposed to you in Crash The Net (21579).
The Cornwall Dragons
B. Gionta
M. Hejduk
Racist Goblins
A. Ovechkin
Comments from The Cornwall Dragons:
You can have your boy Gionta and an underrated Hejduk for Ovechkin. Great deal if you think about it. Let me know bro. Later.
You can accept, reject or counter this offer by going to your team page (if you do not see detail about this trade on the page, then it has been cancelled by the manager who originally proposed it).
--Fantasy Hockey Commissioner
There's no way I'm giving up Ovechkin. They're fucking insane. |
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| Damn Good Company |
[Sep. 24th, 2006|03:37 pm] |
DC is turning out to be a bit of a disappointment. I never made it to Electric Six, and it turns out that the Devils game against the Caps is in Hershey PA for some fucking reason. Things like no booze sales/open bars after 1AM are a bit annoying, and everyone's a fucking viper. The upshot to this is that someone like me is regarded as hot shit in this burgh. Full update to follow. |
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| And I've got a BIG Appetite! |
[Sep. 21st, 2006|11:21 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | amped about DC | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Iron Maiden - Brighter Than a Thousand Suns | ] |
I'm really a prick. Case in point: for poetry workshop, we were asked to write an ekphrastic poem (meaning based on/inspired by a painting or photograph). Here's my entry, handed out to every student, to be workshopped next week:
Anonymous Omnibus
soldering hours into motion
until she returns
completed, defined, justified
steel synapses, oiled veins
my tastes, in iron
200 terabytes of brains
packed tight with hot dogs
field mice, crowbars
dancing
twitching
flashes of frames
spliced, scotched
spooled into soul
bridging the gap
between me and the cats
FTP
BFF
our connection
crushing lemons
hiding the porn
hindering the mental
viscosity breakdown
I'm curious if that makes any sense on its own. If it doesn't, check the inspiration out and let me know then. It probably still won't make sense.
I'm so not getting an A.
Stephen:
"You know, I'd fucking hate you if you were my student" |
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