Basically I’m a Pro (Part 2)

Last post was out of anger. I do the same thing, communicate alot of my feelings through lyrics, but AT LEAST I can say that I communicate my feelings by telling that person who I feel too. Not just the lyric. I don’t wait for someone to go translate the lyric I sent out, I’ll tell you to your face how I feel. And really, I’m the only person that can say that. Because I’m not too scared of rejection or the other persons reaction. How I feel is how I feel. So I’m not saying the lyric thing is wrong, just tell that person. I’m not talking about a certain person, alot of people do this.

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Basically I’m a Pro

It’s funny to me how a lot of people use lyrics and quotes to communicate their feelings to everyone. It’s FUCKING RETARDED. You’re a fucking idiot. It’s really getting to me now, and I really hate that you just don’t go up to that person and tell them how you feel instead of putting up some fucking quote or lyric and then I have to translate it. FUCKK!

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Variables

There’s so many of them in life, these variables. Millions of them in a day, and they all lead to a consequence. It’s fascinating, this whole life thing, really. Everything is against us.

These variables change a lot. For some reason, I keep feeling that it just wasn’t meant to be. I tried to feel that spark again, sitting there watching that confusing movie.. but nothing. It’s all changed so much.. I don’t know exactly what changed, why I don’t feel it anymore. Then it all went wrong when I tried to force that spark out, that lingering chemistry that teases us with it’s presence. Why you see so much in me I’ll never know, unfortunately I’m only human. I tried though, I really did. At least I know that, though, and I’ll use that new formed wisdom to oversee my future dilemmas in this same situation. I know we’ll probably never be close again, and I’m trying to get over that, as hard as it is. Everytime I see you I just get this stir of emotions, it sucks. I know I’ll always have that. Ah, wow. I feel better now. Writing it out.. It really does help.

We have new songs, and my style is changing, the whole sound is changing, and we’re actually forming a band with a somewhat new style, a unique sound maybe. If not, meh. It’s fun, keeps my mind of things, and gives me something to strive for. I love it, and that’s all. We have a show in San Dimas coming up in 2 days, this friday. I hope lots of people make it out. Thanks for reading.

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Douche

I’m a douuuuuuchhhhhe!!!!!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Blah. Rargh. Ugh. Blagh. Blarg. Being a kid is too fun, in the worst ways. You have lots of choices, and you always want to make the bad decisions. I wish I was as mature as I acted. Inside, I’m truly not, I assure you. Haha! I feel eccentric today. Yes, eccentric. I feel a bit of euphoria flowing through my veins. No, I’m not high, thank you very much. It’s just how I feel, with everyone going on around me at the moment. A nice cold breeze flowing through my window, blasting Interlude With Ludes by Them Crooked Vultures, and thinking about Fathers Day. Times are just right, even through the current thicket of fog that is laced around me at the moment. The web of complex problems that I’m facing. I’m having a prelife crisis. Yes, I just said that. I thought of a real good line today, want to read it? It goes, “Imperfection is the closest thing to perfect.” I don’t know if that’s true or not, but it sounds nice. To me, it seems to be true. Your opinion? Let me know. I know together we’ll make the possible, totally impossible. Thanks for reading this random post. I forget this goes onto Facebook, where all my family can read it. They probably think I’m a freak now. Lmfao! (For you older folks, that means Laughing My Ass Off.)

P.S. In reality, I’m not really laughing my ass off, or LMFAO-ing, but I chuckled. Just so you know.

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Hypocrite

    I’m obsessed with contradiction. So much so, that I love to contradict my own advice I give out to so many people, without even noticing it. So, I realized today, I’m a hypocrite. How cool, right? At least, I think so. Well actually no. I don’t know, I’m just rambling. I should on the brightside more often though. I used to be Mr. Brightside! Heh, it’ll change. I’m going through that transitional phase. I’m listening to Queens Of The Stone Age a lot more, and Josh Homme’s Dessert Sessions. Josh Homme is pretty amazing, man. Seriously. Anywho, this was just a quick little thought. This song is amazing.

Go With The Flow by Queens Of The Stone Age  
Download now or listen on posterous

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New Interlude

Fear was made to control you
Love is here to save you
Dodge away every chance you get
Ruin it all with no regret

But I can still find you and all I’ll say,
nothing but argue and hurt your way
Laughing inside, Hating myself
Closeted Conscience with lovely arms
Pave your way down your own lovely yard

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First and Foreskin…I mean Foremost. Fuck.

“…I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I am.” – Interlude With Ludes, Them Crooked Vultures

    I encourage everyone to listen to Them Crooked Vultures. Their fucktastic. Lots of talent. Anywho, you guys with an iPhone, go get Gowalla, I’m starting to use it a bunch, and so is Kevin Rose, so that has to mean something. Well, actually he’s an investor, so it makes sense he’d promote it… you know what, fuck that. Don’t use it, Kevin Rose SUCKS! …Oh, you actually believed me there, huh? No, I’m kidding. Kevin is great, go grab a Gowalla account, as well as the iPhone app.

    We just burned a shit-ton (shit, cubed) of CD’s from our live show at The Wire. If you want one let me know, we’re packing tons. We’re getting rather decent to good feedback on this one, and I like the songs too. I want to ass some fuzzy sounds and shit to our style, thanks to Them Crooked Vultures. I’m looking into getting a fuzz pedal of some sort. Any ideas? We have a show coming up on the 8th of January, at The Home Brew in San Dimas. You should check us out.

    People are hard to manage, especially in relationships. It’s getting crazy man, the older you get, the more problems. Which makes sense, I guess, but fuck… I wasn’t prepared. I should’ve been, but wasn’t. I’m a retard when it comes to this stuff too, and it’s all too hard, it makes it not worth it after a while. Maybe I should just be a fucking monk, eh?

        I’m currently watching my buddies Robert and Justin play Left 4 Dead 2. It’s pretty crazy. Justin got an Epiphone Thunderbird for Christmas. I got a nice sweater/cardigan, and some other clothes, and some cash towards my next guitar. I’m getting an Epiphone Dot, and a Fender Jaguar. Jagstang should follow along sometime soon.

    This is about all I have for now. Thanks for reading, truely. These blog things are the only insights into my life that I give out, and it helps sometimes to know some people are reading, so comments would be nice too. Blah. <#.

    “…By The Skin Of My Teeth, That’s How I’m Gonna’ Drive Ya”…    

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Mixing and Matching

Is what I’ve tried to do my whole life. When I have something perfect, I get bored and want to change it, no matter how much it hurts anyone else. In my mind, it’s like I dont give a fuck. It’s so wierd, I don’t feel guilt as much as any normal human, and my conscience is easily blocked away. I hate it so much, because it would’ve helped me before. There things I so badly wish for, but I know I can never have them back..

Anyways, depressing. I’m such a depressing person, why? That sucks too, damnit. I can so easily hide it in person, but when I write that’s all that comes out. It’s wierd..

The point of this thing is the title. Mixing. I should start sticking to my own ‘type’ of people. I wasn’t going to put this part in, because this can be SO misconstrued. But fuck it, a lot of people are going to read it wrong anyways. What I mean is don’t take chances on this love thing. Stick to your own kind, people you have a lot of stuff in common with, because you wont match. I did that, and ignored all the bad stuff for so long, that you come to a breaking point. It’s not fun. And all along I had something perfect before. 

Youth is wasted on the young.

And with that, good day.

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Coming off of hiatus..

    I haven’t written on this blog in a while.. I’ve been kind of busy, or that’s what I like to tell myself. The band is going great, we just played a show at The Wire, and recorded the set. The recordings should be up sometimes next weekend, at our Myspace page.

    So, getting straight back into it. I like writting here, and not as much on a Myspace blog, because everyone wont read this. Only the few people who actually take interest in me. I’ve started to notice what a dick I am, and mostly to girls… I guess it’s in my blood, because my dad was the same way when he was younger. Except he got a lot of chicks, I fuck over all the real nice ones, the ones that are actually important. Lucky for me huh? I don’t even try to though, that’s the magic. I’m convinced I’m fucked over in the head. That sucks. I should just stay single..

    On a brighter note, I’m really digging Them Crooked Vultures, and it seems no one else is. AWESOME! I’m so glad, because now I’ll be the only one listening to them, and there wont be as many people to hate. haha. They really are amazing, and Josh Homme is a genius, along with the drum machine Grohl, and the classic John Paul Jones!

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My breakfast.

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