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[Aug. 11th, 2006|03:04 pm] |
And so it begins...again....for the third time. I leave and then come back to this world over and over again. Damn you livejournal. Shocking news, I've been at barter...continental trade...international monetary systems..whatever they want to call it now for a year. I've conformed to a yuppie lifestyle to a degree. I refuse to let the independent part of my soul die off. Every so often I'll play some unicorns or placebo (who's coming back to the U.S finally) loud enough for the robots in this office to hear. "What's that?" they ask snidely. I always feel like saying "that's the sound of your years on this earth slipping away and your last shred of humanity falling from your face". Alas I come back with a quiet "just a band you wouldn't know". Only coming across backhanded, but brutally honest. In other news I was cruising the net during lunch and checked out some of the items on fred flare's website (I found them in one of my girlfriends magazine's...I swear I don't enjoy reading those girly magazines...so I like to tell myself). The site was layed out quite well and the style was amazing but I was disappointed to find 3 items of clothing dedicated to the male species. I realize they design for women but maybe in the future they could release a line for men. Don't hate me because I have a penis and lack ovaries. I read an article yesterday about the 'terrorists' caught boarding the plane in london. I am not impressed. This is propaganda to the 100000000th degree. The moral of the troops is at an all time low, both countries disagree with this war and our involvement in the middle east and suddenly we pick up 10 'terrorists' and bush and the moron prime minister of england point their stubby fingers at the public and say "see we weren't lying! terrorism still exists". One mans terrorist is another man's hero. Our troops are overseas and bombing iraq...we consider them hero's. Now if we reversed this and had iraq bombing our country they would be the route of all that is evil in this world. To end this long rambling rant I think war in general is evil, people are not naturally born evil it's all about perception. I'm angry about this government and I'm angry at the ignorance of the people living in this country who don't use their brains and voice their opinion. If this was the 60's people would be protesting and marching the streets but because there is no draft and it doesn't impact them directly they turn a blind eye. Selfishness. My minnesota twins are leading the wild card in baseball, the rangers made the playoffs but were wiped out in one round, the jets start their season tonight in tampa and the knicks still suck. Goodbye livejournal, it was great checking in on you. |
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| Work |
[Jun. 1st, 2006|11:51 am] |
Welcome back to livejournal Adam, how on earth have you been able to waste time without it? I should be working but....well I'm not. In other news, today is June first. There really isn't much signifigance to this date but it seems that if I give the day some justice, the whole month will go well?? Who knows. |
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| My foot fell asleep. |
[Jul. 11th, 2005|08:00 pm] |
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| | Rise Against: paper wings | ] |
Well I haven't updated my journal in almost a year now so here goes. Life is good, I've found love, my stomach is full, the redsox are in first place, the twins are leading the wildcard, my brother is off at camp, my father is closer to me then ever before, my room is somewhat clean, school starts in about a month and a half, I type long ass run on sentences still, I'm house sitting next week, the week after I'm off to block island, my play is still in "work in progress" mode, I picked up a cure poster about a week ago, I turn 21 in 2 months, I might visit the baseball hall of fame, I'm starting an ebay store to sell sports merchandise, kentacohut closed sadly, I went to a costume party recently, I wear a love dove every day at work now....and I can't think of anything else all that "new".
No Artificial Ingredients here baby I'm 100% juice......ya.......... |
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| Rip my face off |
[Jul. 14th, 2004|12:46 am] |
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| | Finch- Bitemarks And Bloodstains (demo) | ] |
According to Namestatistics.com:
Adam is the #69 most common male name
0.259% of men in the US are named Adam
Around 317,275 US men are named Adam
I feel very common.
Went to Hops/watched the allstar game/lost at pool/argued/played setback. The usual night. Looking forward to this Baltimore trip next weekend. Enjoying the new Finch song (which hasn't been released yet, I'm just that damn cool that I have it). Not looking forward to work at 11 in the morning (yes I know that's not early but...it's worthless to go in and earn the usual 7 dollars I get in tips because Applebees makes no money during the summer). |
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| No longer in depressed mode |
[Jul. 9th, 2004|02:15 am] |
Went to the Saves the Day, hot rod circuit, boys night out (god did they suck) concert last night with Jaimee and Jon and his girlfriend Jenna. Quite a kickass show. Sang my voice-box out and had little to no voice for the rest of the night. Damn I love saves the day. Got some good pictures of Chris and Eban too. Got some icecream with Jaimee and jenna and jon and then went back to jon's uncle's house somewhere in Mass....no clue where. Played video games until mad late at night (note to self: I suck at Nascar racing games). Jaimee got sick, a fatass cat tried to stab me with his claws, and it was like 10 million degrees in this guys house. All in all a great time. I got home today, played a little basketball with the usual group, played a little halo and now I'm here. Work should be decent tmrw, I work a double shift (11 a.m-9 p.m) oh how fun. Afterwards I'm supposed to see the Anchorman with my buddies and Jaimee and Jaimee's friend and Jaimee's friend's "crush" i guess. We'll see how that plays out. Oh I got to ask Chris what his favorite Manu Chao song was tonight on their website, I'm excited to hear his answer.
This kid at work keeps promoting his poker tournement he wants me to join in 2 weeks, I keep saying I will but I doubt I will. I suck at poker. I plan on making as many jack-o-lantern ballooooooooooons tmrw as possible while I'm stuck at applebees. I'm hoping a baseball game will be on t.v as well so I can watch that. I think the annoying/bitchy/definitly overweight hostess I work with likes me because she keeps touching me whenever she gets the chance. It scares me and shroug her off or try to ignore her. Why can't I be nice to people without them taking it the wrong way? Is it that rare to find someone who enjoys listening to other people that you feel the need to cling to them? AHHHHHH well.
No Artificial Ingredients here baby I'm 100% juice......ya.......... |
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[Jul. 5th, 2004|11:28 pm] |
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Do you ever wonder why you feel hollow inside instead of pain at times. I have come to the conclusion that I am void of some emotions due to things that have happened in my past. I guess you could say it's "manly" not to show emotion but it's actually rather sad. I hate when I know I should be hurt on the inside and instead all I feel is numb. Why is that? I guess all I want to get out is that I know I'm prone to hurting people because of how messed up I am in the head at times. I wish things could be different. It feels like parts of me are falling off and floating away into space at times, and I definitly won't feel those parts until I'm completely gone. I wish things were different and I wish things remained the same. But I guess they can't and I guess they won't. We're all basically in those balls that gyrbals use. We think we're going forward when really we stay the same. I'm tired of floating through this life like a ghost, and I'm tired of feeling like one too. I know I'm still young but I still wish I had some direction to my life at times. I'm not even in school at this point. I work at a job where most people end up at the end of their line (some of the employees are high school drop out single mothers, others are abused, some have to pay child support, some have to support drug habits). When did my life take this turn towards unknown and why did it fall off those tracks to the point where the trains just falling endlessly off the tracks into space? I need to find my niche in this world, and especially what I'm good at. I've pushed away nearly everyone in my life that tried at one time to help me in the right direction and I kept the people in my life that completely force me to do things. I just don't know anymore. I don't want to float away and become nothing. I know have a talent in me, I just need to keep searching. I'm surrounded by people who know their talents and have the brightest potentials, and when I look at myself I realise I'm translusive. It's almost as if I have a giant question mark on my chest. Who am I? I know I'm not the smartest person in this world but I know I serve a purpose besides that I'm a "nice guy". I have a talent somewhere in me, but I'm getting worried that it will never come out. That I'll never be anything more then the nice guy who floats from crappy job to crappy job. The guy who has to lie to people that he has a great job that makes tons of money when really he works for a gas station cleaning toilets. I can't let that happen and I won't let that happen. I just need some direction. I don't want it forced upon me I want to realise it myself. I don't want to float away. |
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[Jun. 13th, 2004|11:52 pm] |
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I miss you |
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| Fuck The FCC |
[Jun. 11th, 2004|01:15 am] |
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| | Cheesy 70's porn music in my head | ] |
Ha go here: http://www.pythonline.com/plugs/idle/FCCSong.mp3
I came across this during my mindless tip typing away online. The guys from Monty Python are at it again. This time attacking the FCC (those bastards), the Bush administration, and fat white rich guys...so amusing. I just found out the Life of Brian is being re-released as well...score.
2 posting's in one night..this is becoming an addiction.
I forgot to add that I watched an awesome movie this morning called "The Last House On The Left". Bloody good indeed it was. Wes Craven's first film amused me to the fullest extent. Astonishingly it was based off of true events...spooooooooky. Think of it as Clockwork Orange but with the killer from Texas Chainsaw...times 4...plus 5...carry the 15....minus 1.5... |
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| Too much caffffffffffffiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeee |
[Jun. 11th, 2004|12:28 am] |
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| | the track just ended....so I'de say foam in my headphones | ] |
Wow I had too much coke tonight. It's fucking 12 something in the morning and I feel like going for a run (very much "vintage adam"). I don't understand this need I have for running only at night. My body generally functions at it's peak past midnight...quite strange. Maybe secretly I'm a vampire that would be fucking awesome. I've been using the word "fucking" too much lately to describe things. Holy weird batman. Today was quite nice I guess. I spent some quality time with my original Nintendo system (which I took from my grandmothers house)
::::My grandfather bought me a nintendo when I was like 7 because my parents refused to let me play video games and he ruled and got me one because I'm the spoiled first born. After he passed away though my grandmother got a VCR and when I was hooking it up I never got around to connecting to cables from the Nintendo to the new VCR thus rendering it obsolete (that last comment made me sound smart). Anywho it's been sitting in her living room since and the games have been collecting dust and the other day when I was over her house picking up a camera case/planting a tree for her I decided to rescue it from the dust bunny's so I took it home and hooked it up and BAM I've been playing mario and duck hunt ever since.:::
Once my brother came home I switched over to Mario 3 but he sucked at that and weighed down the team so we stopped playing because arguing ensued (as usual between the two of us). I spent the evening with him because my mom needed some crap for the newly painted bathroom (scraping paint off the walls is a bitch and a half, NEVER volunteer to do it)
I just realised I've been rambling on here as usual and more then likely if anyone is reading this they're like "wow this kid rambles like a mofo". So true. So true.
ON THAT NOTE HERE ARE SOME NOTES FOR YOUuUuUuUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my adoring public (wouldn't it be funny if I removed the L from that word thus it would PUBIC haHaHahaHAHAhaha)
-Tommoooooorrrrrooooowwwwwwwwwwwww I'm going to see the movie SAVED! with Jaimee and Kellie. It will amuse me to see the home alone kid again.
-HA the lakers got killed tonight, I hate them
-Kobe is a scumbag
-More then likely the twins are playing still, what is it about them that makes them want to play like 16 innings a night, it seems every other day they play 10 or more innings instead of the usual 9
-The lead singer of New Found Glory has a voice that's so nasely that it comes close to the sound of mine...so..very...horrible...
-There's a song on their new album that has some synthasizers on it, I like it. You should too.
-Happy almost birthday Bill (next tuesday for those who like to keep track, WISH HIM A HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND BRING HIM PORN...AND STRIPPERS...OR BOTH....and candy for me.
-I need to get better at poker |
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