honk if you <3 jessica simpson.

today consisted of paying off debts hanging over me from the past 6 months (or more) and finally picking up my sweet ass bike.

it feels amazing.

money is okay for once, and it couldnt have come at a better time.

but thats the way it usually goes with me (knock on wood).

i like to imagine my life as a truman show sort of movie, where, just as i start to struggle to the point where it becomes sad, the director throws me a bone to keep things going. im not really very good at taking care of myself, i realize this.

i finally saw darjeeling limited last night and it exeeded my expectations. wes anderson speaks straight to my heart.

THANKSGIVING WAS AMAZING, it was spent more with friends than family but i havent had that much fun in a long time.

did i mention, money is good for once?

it is.

im almost to a point where my "studio" has everything it "needs", im stoked. write a song, i will record it for you.

also i have been using alot of quotations lately in writing and in conversation, is that annoying?

and i have been using the word jank (junk) far too frequently.

but i like it.

i'll quit when i become overly aware that i am doing it too much.


im trying to write more, and read more. its good for the mind, im far too worried about losing as i get older, Alzheimer's is a family trait on both sides of the fam. and my brain is already fucked from drugs. they say though, that if you continue to excersize it as you get older that it can prolong the effects. also they have quite a few drugs now that are helping. "helping" being the opporative word.

anyway!

they have started playing christmas music on the radio, that makes me happy.

it also means christmas is coming/almost here, and i love christmas time. i hate cold weather and i am the opposite of a religious person, so i realize that this is a little odd, but this time of year really has such an energy and excitement to it. its really tied with halloween for favorite holiday.

war elephant has slowed down as of late but that is about to change. expect shows early next year at the latest.

boston market is good, get some.

bye!



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my favorite metal album cover.

2 posts in one day!

im on a roll.

now, working in a record store i see my fair share of completely amazing, totally disgusting and very bad metal album covers.

this, though, i have decided is my favorite.


(this will HOPEFULLY be what the birth
of my child will be like. finger's crossed)

acheron, you did it.

you incorporated everything i like to see on my metal album covers without overdoing it, as so many of your peers tend to do.

boobs, blood, upside down crosses, pentagrams, shadowy robed figures and of course, tiny devils with wings being born out of bleeding vaginas.

you could have thrown a goat in the mix, but you said "you know what guys, i think this is perfect the way it is. if we did that some might say we were trying too hard, and we dont want that, now do we? i didnt think so."

some close runner's up include:

cannibal corpse
cattle decapitation
vomitory
aborted


if ever there comes a day that i run across one that stands up to acheron's i will be sure to let all of you know.

this will be hopefully be last post today.


word.

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donor.

is the word donor only funny because it rhymes with boner?

this was my first impression.

BUT!

think about the word loner.

not really funny at all.


these are the things i think about, discuss.


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let the blogging begin.

so, to fulfill my strange need/desire to tell my most intimate of thoughts to strangers.

and seeing as i have nothing but disgust for livejournal.

i have decided to start a blog.

myspace works okay but this just feels more appropriate.

and official.

so i'm going to try to update this pretty often.

more often that im sure some of you will care about.

this is really only for me.

and for those who know me or care to know me better.

maybe too well.


because as most of you know, i am a big fan of honesty.

and bringing up things that most people dont talk about, or want to talk about, but i'm pretty sure think about.

also, i am realizing that most of the time i have the mind of a 12 year old boy.


it's all just poop jokes and word "balls" alot.

and bottom, the word bottom rules, and manhole.

okay, sorry. but i think you are getting the idea here.

some posts are going to be serious, but not most.

bye!


<3 jason