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the live journal sucked my cock
p.s. sloppy cock sucking
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| quiz thing... |
[07 Dec 2005|04:21pm] |
Open iTunes/iPod or Windows Media Player to answer the following. Go to your library. Answer, no matter how embarrasing it is.
How many songs: 1248
Sort by song title: First song: "Tell That Mick He Just Made My List of Things To Do Today" - Fall Out Boy Last song: Zombie Inc. - In Flames
Sort by time: Shortest: Krog Song - Less Than Jake (0:23) Longest: Goodbye Sky Harbour - Jimmy Eat World (16:11)
Sort by album: First song: Belt - Say Anything Last Song: Sydney (Acoustic Version) - Halifax
Five most played songs: The Hand of God (World Cup 1986) - Fall Out Boy No Transitory - Alexisonfire May Cruise Missle Diplomacy Keep Us Truthful, Good, and Mild - Bombs Over Providence Claim/Subclaim - Facing New York Sugar, We're Going Down - Fall Out Boy
First song that comes up on "shuffle" play: Stu Ross, Good Dude; Great Dude - The Fullblast
Number of items that come up when searching for: "sex": 1 "death": 36 "love": 69 "you": 208 "me": 1282...what the hell? "cry": 1
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| no beard is back in style. |
[22 Nov 2005|10:33am] |
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the beard is dead. i shaved it. it was a beard of burden, and i now feel much happier without it. woo hoo!
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| Krauter tagged me inappropriately. |
[18 Nov 2005|01:26pm] |
Alright, fuckin Krauter "tagged" me. He'll get his in time...but I have to pick 7 songs that I've been listening to recently. Thankfully, I'm not gonna put down a bunch of artsy-fartsy stuff like everyone else has. What I'm gonna do is pick 7 songs of the million that I "rock out" to 24/7. So here I go...
1. "Dance Halls Turn To Ghost Towns" - The Audition (i just checked this band out, and i love it. its dark dance music for kids with tight clothes that dont own a fast car) 2. "The Feel Good Drag" - Anberlin (the singer has an awesome voice. the song has some mad balls too. and i love balls, obviously) 3. "Alive With the Glory of Love" - Say Anything (catchy wuss pop with really good lyrics. this whole cd is awesome) 4. "Lunch for the Sky" - Socratic (stupid, the guy has kind of an annoying voice, and its epic for no reason. what isnt to love about that? ...it has chanty parts and piano too!) 5. "London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines" - Panic! at the Disco (we're just a wet dream for the webzines, make us hip make us hip make us scene...such sarcastic little bastards with really dancy music) 6. "Ode to the Sun" - Dredg (rock n' roll by a band full of good musicians, fronted by a guy who can both sing and play guitar...yeah, that kind of band still exists) 7. "Knives, Bats, New Tats" - Lifetime (if you dont like lifetime, youre a rotten pile of dog shit)
There you go Krauter. Didn't think I'd do it, eh? HA I tag Alex, Courtney, and Dave. You three girls should have fun with this.
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| WOW<3 |
[06 Nov 2005|04:48pm] |
I'm back from Brock with a white shirt covered in rude stuff. Some girl wrote "wow <3" on it too, and Alex thinks I'm enjoying that a bit too much. I am. I learned how to play beer pong. Its fun. My girlfriend is ridiculously good at it. We drank 40s because we're classy. Then we drank water because we were hung over. I drove home in a really shitty rain storm, which further proves that Hamilton is a steaming pile of shit (somehow it proves it, yeah). Hockey soon; homework after that.
My beard is coming along slowly, and I look like I'm gonna rape your kids.
Hide your kids.
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| This is me after a few cocktails and a lot of bad times. |
[04 Nov 2005|12:38am] |
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So I made a new journal. I figure I'll actually update this one. Be my friend because I don't have any right now.
School is bullshit. I drink too much. I want to get out of Markham. My display picture is cooler than yours. I suggest downloading whatever song I put in my music thing at the top. It is usually really good.
I'm trying to grow a beard. It will be done in 2006. Until then, I'll look dirty.
I'm starting a pop-dance band with a guy whose pants are tighter than mine. You're all going to need to learn how to shake it...I don't care what it is, as long as you shake it in my direction. Dance, dance bitches.
Bring your girls to the bar, but keep the action in your car.
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