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| Monday, November 16th, 2009 | | 1:46 am |
New....Mexico
Dear Diary, If you are ever in or around Albuquerque, New Mexico: Do go to the Tinkertown Museum. Its totally awesome. Do go see a midnight movie at the Guild Theater. Do go to the Albuquerque zoo, they have Orangutans, Gorillas, Chimps, Hyenas, Hippos, Rhinos, Crocodiles...lots of awesome awesome stuff. Great time the zoo, but; DO NOT go to the aquarium for an extra few dollars on the zoo ticket. Repeat, save your time and money and just do the zoo, NOT the aquarium. You have to get on a tram to get to the aquarium from the zoo. Sounds like fun. Sounds like fun until your sitting there waiting for this tram to get to the tram station, and what pulls up? A fucking kiddy ride train. You load up with screaming awful children into this low budget as hell train ride thats sooooooooooo fucking slow. It takes a half hour (WTF?!) to get the the aquarium, and god forbid you dont get there early, the last tram back to the zoo is at 3pm, if you miss it, well have fun walking. Get to the aquarium and its, ok. There's nothing spectacular. You go along and theres some fish, big deal, the NJ aquarium is WAY better. There's one good display, its one of those tunnels you walk through with water and fish all around you, but there's no fish. Its all just GIANT, scary moray EELS. The creepiest thing I've ever seen. Its all dark and these eels are seriously 5-6 feet long and their eyes are all fucked up, oh my god its so scary and awesome. You can spend all day in the eel tunnel. But the rest of the aquarium; total bullshit. Just wanted to put that out there. Zoo rules, aquarium SUCKS!!! (except for the eel tunnel, which is awesome.) | | Tuesday, June 16th, 2009 | | 4:31 pm |
Phone-y Balone-y
Dear Diary, Apparently, if you put your cell phone in a glass of ice water, and call it from another cell phone, it WILL ring and light up and vibrate under water. It will also work for the rest of the night, but then the next morning it will be totally useless. Its been broke for over a week now. It works sometimes for about 5 minutes and then wont work at all. So if you've been trying to contact me, I aint got no phone. And I dunno if I'll be able to get to the verizon store till I get to meadowlands next week. So, I'll check any messages and whatnot as soon as I can, but right now I'm out of touch. | | Friday, May 29th, 2009 | | 10:26 am |
Terminator Salvation
Dear Diary, Just real quick, don't bother going out and seeing the new Terminator. It was disappointing. It was as good or slightly better then Terminator 3 Rise of the Machines, and Terminator 3 wasn't very good. The new one had a good look to it, it was entertaining, but it wasn't very good. Terminator was balls to the wall awesome. Terminator 2, more so. Then part 3 was just kind of going through the motions, not very extreme or exciting. And part 4 looked like it was a can't lose. It looked FUCKING awesome. I was super excited to see it. And it was just bland. Fuck McG. Don't waste your time with the new terminator is the point I'm trying to make. Tomorrow I jump on a plane to fl. Then back to NJ. See you then. | | Monday, May 11th, 2009 | | 1:04 pm |
wanna hear something gross?
Dear Diary, So I made spaghetti with clam sauce for dinner last night. That's not the gross part, it was delicious. I wake up this morning and heat up some clam spaghetti leftovers for breakfast, eat it, listen to Howard, and as I'm walking to the sink to put my empty plate in there, I burp. When I burp, up comes a whole clam. I chew it up, swallow it again, and it was so good the second time down I went into the pot and got some more pasta. Best burp ever. | | Saturday, May 9th, 2009 | | 4:06 pm |
Welcome to my Nightmare
Dear Diary, Today I was cursed. I spent the whole morning at work with Fergalicious in my head. I couldn't get it out of my brain. It hasn't even been popular in like a year at least! Why was it in there? I dunno. But its hard to carry couches up and down 3 flights of steps when all you can hear going on in your head is fucking, Fergalicious. | | Monday, May 4th, 2009 | | 5:13 pm |
berzerker
Dear Diary, Caught the new Wolverine movie. Pretty not great. Almost all filler. Paints Wolverine as a good guy since birth, against killing, in fact he only kills two people (plus a bunch we dont see we can assume since he faught in every major war and in special ops) the whole movie. Wolverine is not a good guy, he's become a good guy. He was a maniac wild animal. That why everyone gets a boner for wolverine, because he's a bad dude who's trying very hard to be good. He's got a conflicted nature. But in the movie he's a good guy the whole time, and everytime he "becomes the animal" he stops and goes back to being, truthfully, kind of a pussy. His origin is just machine gun clips over the opening credits. They introduce a shit ton of characters and none of them are any good really. Sabertooth is good, wolverine is good, stryker is good, cyclops (all 10 minutes of screen time) is good. BUT, Gambit, the blob, the dude from black eyed peas (WTF!?), deadpool, white queen, professor x, ALL SUCK! If they would have stuck to just the struggle between wolverine and sabertooth being drawn to different sides and then stryker trying to bring wolverine over, it could have been pretty cool. But it was like, here's wolverine and sabertooth, and here's stryker, and oh, here's a bunch of other characters, and here's wolverine with his woman and his....DAYJOB(wtf!!!!), and here's more characters, and here's a few more characters, aaaaaand, hey here's cyclops, and here's some more people....Just not very good. Some massive editing and some major violence could have made it an AWESOME movie about wolverine, instead of a pg-13 no kill movie about an always good and righteous wolverine. Everything that made X-3 shitty they stuck into the wolverine movie, and all the shit that made X-2 awesome they left out. Entertaining enough to rent on dvd if you're an x men fan. | | Thursday, April 30th, 2009 | | 7:44 pm |
Swine Flu Fuck You
Dear Diary, Swine Flu can kiss my fat ass. Something like 10 people dead, WORLD WIDE. Give me a fucking break. Bees kill more people then that. Unless 10 THOUSAND are dead, I don't want to hear anything else about the fucking pig flu, and I don't want more phone calls and emails from my mother asking how I feel fishing for info if I caught the thing, even at work they wrote on the bulletin board "wash your hands", FUCK YOU, I'm NOT washing my hands. I was my hands maybe 3 times a day on a regular basis and I'm not changing shit. In fact, I hope I DO catch the Swine Flu so when I'm old I can tell my kids "man back in 2009 I caught this swine flu, I was shitting out of my face! It was crazy!". That's what old people are supposed to do, talk about crazy illnesses they caught as kids. This is going no where, I'm just sick about hearing about stupid swine flu that kills nobody. | | Wednesday, April 8th, 2009 | | 3:25 pm |
Lets talk turkey
Dear Diary, Is anyone else disturbed by the new trend of black people in white face? Oprah Winfrey is a black woman. There's years of footage of her in movies and on telivision and in magazines as, a black woman. And over the past few years, she has started this disturbing white face campaign. She puts so much make up on that she makes herself white. Why? I dont know. Why would she spend time transforming herself into a paler shade, into a white woman, when she has made it her whole sucessful career as a black woman. Why the change Oprah? Why the change? Lil Kim is now on Dancing with the Stars, and doing the same thing. Little, fucking, Kim. Maybe prison really changed her, but she made HER career being a straight up gangsta thug rapper. She fucked biggy smalls. She's the queen bee. She is, and everyone knows she is, and everyone has embraced her as, a black, woman. But on dancing with the stars, she paints her face white. She doesn't talk like lil kim, she talks like a 6 year old child, and she paints her face really white, she paints her arms not so white, and when she's spinning around and you see her open backed dress, you see her actual brown skin color. Lil Kim is now 3 colors. WHY? It's fucked up! Black people should be up in arms. Its insulting, they think to be sucessful they need to paint their skin white? They made millions of dollars being themselves. THE WORLD HAS GONE MAD! Lil KIM IS WHITE! | | Monday, April 6th, 2009 | | 3:28 am |
Bruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce
Dear Diary, Tonight I worked for the Boss. I've done 3 or 4 other events at the stadium and nobody has sold that place out. Springsteen comes to town and there wasn't an empty seat in the whole stadium. Usually there's a section behind the stage where they dont sell seats, but not for Bruce. Literally every seat was sold, in front on the sides on the floor and behind the stage. I only got to see the last 4 songs, but it was pretty awesome. | | Tuesday, March 24th, 2009 | | 8:44 pm |
FANGORIA Spooksmodel Contest
Dear Diary, My friend Jackie made it to the semi finals of the Fangoria 2010 Spooksmodel contest. If she wins she gets a bunch of cool stuff and becomes the magazine's spokesmodel for a year. All the other contestants are dopey goth girls, Fangoria needs an actual awesome spokesmodel. You never met my friend jackie? Well she's the human tripod and works in sideshows (brothers grimm, fright dome, 999 eyes) as well as doing acrobatics, karate, and being a goddamn great musician. She's the real deal. Go to this link: www.creationent.com/cal/fangocon/fango_s pooksmodel/spooksmodel.asp and vote for: Jacqueline Molen. And listen, tomorrow is my birthday!, and all I want is for you to go and vote for jackie. You only have till the 29th, so cast your vote as soon!! Even pass the link and her name to all your little buddies so they can vote too. Thanks. | | Thursday, January 8th, 2009 | | 10:50 am |
Hell Comes to Frogtown.
Dear Diary, We rented a movie last night called Hell Comes To Frogtown. It starred Rowdy Roddy Piper, and I'm not sure if it was made before or after They Live. Anyway, its a post nuclear war movie where 60% of the male population is gone and most people are sterile. Roddy Piper is fertile, and legendary for his technique in the sack. He just wanders the wasteland knocking chicks up. The government captures him and forces him into a breeding program, complete with a government issued chastity belt so they can control him. Run away and your dick gets shocked. Try to fuck without the go ahead and your dick gets shocked. How do you pee, you may ask? Well they got that covered. There's a flap. But first, they make him go on a mission with a nedry skinny military scientist chick who knows karate, and a soldier girl who looks like she could have been in the Simply Irresistable video (apparently though most of the men are dead and there's mutants running around, hair gel is still readily available after the nuclear holocaust.) They head out in an old pink icecream truck with a machine gun attatched to the top into Frogtown, where all the mutants live, to rescue some fertile 80's metal mall trash looking girls from the frog's harem. All the mutants look like giant talking frogs. Now, it sounds like an amazing movie. Why haven't you heard of it before? Cause its fucking boring! Its kind of cool, its definatly bizarre, but it just drags on. Roddy's good. There's hot chicks. There's giant talking frogs. Hell, Roddy even reluctantly fucks one of the frog chicks. But they never really made it past the "Hey, lets make a movie about Roddy Piper as a sex crazed mad max who has to fight giant frog people" phase of writing the script. Too bad, because it looked and sounded awesome. Its worth seeing the same way Jack Frost (the horror movie, not the family friendly one) is worth seeing (though its not as entertaining as Jack Frost was), just for the "what the hell is going on" factor. Its kind of like a rated R version of the Super Mario Bros movie, but they didn't make it extreme enough to give it an extra kick. They held back, I don't know why, I guess they really thought making it toned down would give them a chance at playing in theaters? If they would have gone balls out and made it a bit more violent with some blood. If they had left the sex scenes less to your imagination and more in your face, Roddy fucks a giant frog!, it probably would have a cult following. But except for a few tit flashes and a few dirty words its pretty safe for TV, and not the totally outrageous movie that it sounds like it could have been. Hell Comes to Frogtown; a good movie to put on the background at a party just so there's some weird shit on the tv screen. | | Wednesday, January 7th, 2009 | | 4:22 pm |
A ditch full of dead Mila Jovoviches, a necrophiliacs dream!
Dear Diary, I watched Resident Evil Extinction last night. My roomates had it on the movie shelf. For a movie that clearly had a pretty big budget, it was pretty shitty. It was the poor man's Day of the Dead. Ripped off Romero's masterpiece without ripping off any of the actual compelling good parts. Instead, it was a big scope post apocalyptic survivor story. It had wasteland mutants, it had always hot mila jovovich, it had zombies, it had the evil supercorporation, it had mad max style caravans, it had killer dogs and killer crows...it had a lot of stuff that should be really really, really, awesome. But it was just really flat. Yeah, ok, Mila's some kind of super warrior robot bullshit. Yeah, ok, everyone in the caravan is good looking, clean, wearing makeup, and dressed in Abercrombi and Fich's finest end of the world cargo pants. Yeah, ok, the corporation wants to domesticate the zombies, which are super easy to kill, and all look like freddy kruger in a janitors outfit. Yeah, ok, the world is over, and yet you can still find enough gasoline while running from the undead to fill up a schoolbus, a hummer, a dump truck, at least one quad and about 3 other big vehicles to never stop driving cross country through the deserts. Yeah, ok, the actual outworld zombies are a million strong, and yet held back by a single chainlink fence even though later in the movie they're running and climbing and shit. It was just really really flat and boring, and I dont understand how you can have all these really really exciting sounding individual pieces to work with and put them together in an exciting, interesting, compelling way, and yet all you turn out is a big brown steaming pile of shit. Resident Evil Extinction: I've seen a naked Mila Jovovich more nude and nude onscreen for much longer in other movies. I've seen it better done in Mad Max, in Day of the Dead, in the Birds, in the Fifth Element, in Akira, in 28 Days Later, EVEN IN JUDGE DREDD!! Resident Evil Extinction: Don't waste your time, its bullshit. | | Monday, January 5th, 2009 | | 3:28 pm |
Dear Diary, What do you do when you're broke? I dunno what you do, but I drift away into fantasy land. Food fantasy land. I sit home, thinking about all the fabulous foods I love and want to eat, right, this, second. I have a can of tuna, 2 cans of peas, and a can of pickled beets. But I certainly dont want any of them. I dont even know why I bought them. What I want is a slice of pizza from the place on the corner of st. marks. I want a fat moon AND a fat darryle from the greese trucks. I want all you can eat sushi from columbus, oh. I want a buffalo bleu dog from the mn state fair. I want a fresh nj bagel. I want a turkey sandwich from the cedar grove deli. I want a hot dog from libby's AND rutt's hut. I want the white mana, I want a hooters chicken sandwich. I want clam bellies and raw oysters, I want fish tacos, I want a cheeseburger, I want I want I want, I'm fucking hungry and delerious from cravings. But I can't have them. Even if I did have some cash, thousands of miles seperates me from all my favorite food places. So what do you do when faced with this adversity? You sneak a bite or 2 out of your roomate's leftovers. Not enough to be detected, but enough to avoid cracking open that can of beets. Payday can't come soon enough. | | Tuesday, December 30th, 2008 | | 7:03 pm |
Hurdy Gurdy man
Dear Diary, You know what the greatest invention ever is? Shotgunning. I was on a major shutgunning kick on the last 999 eyes tour and kind of fell out of practice, but back in Austin I shotgunned a few things and I'm back to loving it. Everything tastes better if you shotgun it. | | Sunday, December 21st, 2008 | | 11:21 pm |
| | Thursday, December 18th, 2008 | | 8:44 pm |
Dear Gwenith Paltro, Kiss my fucking ass. --- Tommy Breen | | Tuesday, December 16th, 2008 | | 6:56 pm |
Delicious
Dear Diary, So I'm hooked on this Whale Wars show. But when I watch it I root for the Japanese. These hippie eco-terrorists are horrible! I know everyone is all for saving the whales and waa waa waa, and when they hear "whaling fleet" all you picture is some awful evil capitalist thing. The rape of the natural world and all that bullshit. But when you watch the show you see what a terrible group of misguided unorganized hippy assholes the Sea Sheppards are. What an awful group; -They jump aboard the japanese ship to cause an international incident -they release propaganda photos and a false story to the press -they treat the crew like shit and hire these spoiled hippie vegan assholes with absolutely no experience to man the ship and send them on potentially life threatening (both to the Sea Sheppards and the Japanese fleet) missions. -They harass the whalers with dangerous slippery chemicals, with meat spoiling/foul smelling chemicals, with "prop foulers" to disable the ships which are in antartic waters potentially causing a major threat to the safety of the japanese -they crash their ship into the Japanese's -they board their ship illegally as pirates and then claim that they were kidnaped.... Terrible terrible Peta style double speak propaganda terrorist tactics under the disguise of 'direct action'. Fuck them. They aren't activists, they are terrorists. They believe the Japanese are wrong, even though the Japanese are working within the legal limits of international law, so they attack them. The Sea Sheppards should be put in jail, which is mostly why I love watching the show, I'm hoping something happens and they get caught and jailed, because they certainly deserve it. The teaser for the last episode this friday says the captain gets shot by the japanese. Good. I can't wait to watch, but unfortunalty I think he makes it. It's a shame that their ship is named Steve Irwin, because now the name of a true conservation hero is sullied by a bunch of misguided vegan terrorists. When I finally get to Japan I'm going to make it a point to eat whale just to spite the hippies. | | Friday, December 12th, 2008 | | 8:53 am |
The non-break in
Dear Diary, The other night I was sitting in bed. Bed, couch, whatever, where I sleep, trying to sleep. Sitting in the dark, slowly dozing off. When suddenly, a noise outside my door. Its the noise of the front door. I think, that's odd. I sit and listen...nothing. I sit up, I really listen now, for footsteps in the living room.... Nothing. Then I hear it again, and then the crunch of leaves. Someone's outside, coming in. I jump up thinking, "do I turn on the light and hope they run away, or do I sneak a peek out of my window in the darkness to get an idea of what I'm up against?" I peek out, I can hear something out there, but I dont see anyone by the front door, and though its hard to tell in the dark, it seems like the door is shut. I still dont hear any noise in the living room. I look a bit more, when suddenly, the leaves crunch right outside MY door, and... The adorable neighborhood stray pitbull trots past. Just the fucking mystery dog running around in the moonlight checking out everyone's yard. So, whew, I am relieved. I go over to the bathroom to pee, and when I grab a hold of the doorknob something twists it back. I fight with someone on the other side of the door for a second, my heart is pounding, someone's in the bathroom and doesn't want me to get in there, and it's not my roomate cause he has his own bathroom. Someone did get in the house and is hiding in the bathroom. I can't think. I can't yell. All I can do is twist that doorknob harder and swing the door open ready to fight the intruder. Well, it opened alright, I hit the lights and....nothing. The motherfucking door was locked from the last person who used it and didn't unlock it. My door is so old and shitty you can still open it if its locked, there's just a little resistance. Enough resistance that at 3:30 am it feels exactly like someone is holding the knob from the other end fighting to keep you out. 2 false alarms. I would have felt like a fucking fool if I had yelled "THERE'S SOMEONE IN THE HOUSE!" and woken up my roomate for nothing. So I'm glad I tried to fight whoever wasn't in there, but I feel like an ass for fighting with a door when it was just a faulty lock and no intruder on the other side. Peed. Went to sleep. The end. | | Tuesday, December 9th, 2008 | | 1:26 am |
Home
Dear Diary, You may not be able to find a decent sandwich, bagel, or slice of pizza here in Texas. But one thing is universal; Gas Station Hotdogs. Those fucking things taste the same no matter what state you're in. | | Sunday, August 17th, 2008 | | 2:47 pm |
I'll be the one who's actually dumb I'll be the one to do the things that no one's done
dear diary, I used to really think about things a lot, plan ahead, worry about other people, do the right thing, and it didn't get me anywhere. Mentally it didn't get me anywhere, I was lonely and crazy and it wasn't working out. In general. Then I thought, well, that didn't work, maybe I'll try the opposite. Maybe I'll try just doing what I feel like at the time, and not worrying about it, and maybe doing the wrong thing, see how that goes. Well, it hasn't gone well. So basically, if you do the right thing you aren't well. And if you do the wrong thing you aren't well. So what the fuck are you supposed to do? Up and down bullshit. Sitting awake at night feeling like you're going to throw up. And its all in my head, I can't escape it. I cant say my prayers and drink my milk and eat my vitamins and change my brain. Its fucking broken. My brain is broken. And there's no solution. There's no escape. And, there's no hope. Anyway, Fiji was awesome. That was good. It was beautiful, and relaxing, and exciting. Went scuba diving, deep shallow day night, did a lot of awesome scuba diving. Saw a lot of fish. Saw an octupus, highlight of the trip, my fav all time animal. Saw sea turtles and sharks and eels and stingrays and fish and clams and corals. Held a puffer fish. Got lost alone night diving. Got attacked by an eel walking around the tide pools. Saw mudskippers, saw giant fruit bats flying around, saw mongoose. Got inducted into the tribe, and got a rank along with it; spokesman. Rode on a sinking boat. Bought shitty souveniers. Drank dirty dishtowel tribal sacred drink that made my mouth numb. It was a lot of fun. Al took over a thousand pictures, I can't wait to see them. Read a book I've been meaning to read for a long time and liked it. Haunted. Saw Tropic Thunder tonight with my mom. It was really funny. Saw my dog and my family and my snake. Had a fantastic vacation with a great friend in a far away land. And sitting here at night, hearing one little thing, my brain goes right back into self destruct attack my internal organs stay awake run through images in your head think about horrible things mode. I dont know what to do. I dont know if I can go back to the old me, and if it would even matter. I just dont know what to do about this horrible brain I have. |
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