Wednesday, June 22, 2005

last night was different

drunkin adventures with josh:
1) Started at work, Josh took a break to go buy two things of fruit punch and everclear and we proceeded drink it while making calls.
2) Stumbling back to my porch and yelling at everyone who dare come out of their apartment.
3) Heckling a guy playing guitar on his porch, when he goes inside we decide to follow him back into his apartment.
4) Winning over the guy with the guitar he decides to invite us to the bar with him.
5) We pound some brews at the bar, guitar guy spots a table filled with 3 hot chicks remarks on how he's too pussy to go so of course Josh goes.
6) After awhile Josh looks to be sinking fast so I decide I'll go make an ass of myself with him.
7) We entertain these girls for awhile with sintalizing conversation (read as I don't fucking remember what we were talking about) but they were defintely laughing.
8) Chicks leave, I guess they were lesbians.
9) At this point two girls that were with guitar guy leave and josh and I take what remains of their beer.
10) We leave and split up with guitar guy he wants to jam sometime we tell him later.
11) We go to WaWa I get a sandwich cuz I'm drunkin starving, josh pockets everything he can get his hands on.
12) We leave WaWa and as we pass giant roaming groups of black people josh starts yelling at them (in a gangsta drawl) "WHO WANTS SOME SLIM JIMS 50 CENT YO!" Luckily they had a sense of humor.
13) As we enter my apartment complex we see a party goin down, we stroll in like we own the place and somehow miss the awkward stares were getting.
14) We're informed by loudmouthbitch that its her private party and doesn't want anyone comin in. This starts world war III.
15) As we are heckled on our retreat to my place we reload ourselves with four keystones each.
16) We go back and no one is on the porch so we chill there drinking and talking to whoever goes in and out.
17) More and more people start hanging outside with us we are the life of the party. Talking about bands, chugging beers, discussing which chick has the biggest tits at the party etc.
18) Everything is cool until loudmouthbitch is talking to josh and josh lets it slip the only reason we came back to the party was to piss her off...I guess we were wrong cuz it didn't piss her off, but telling her we were coming to piss her off pissed her off.
19) Suddenly it was get rid of these guys mode the whole party turned on us in a second, a meat head I had just been talking to about drumming was now suddenly in my face, so I started barking at him.
20) Meathead looked like he wanted to fight SHOCKING! Josh talks me into leaving so we leave as we walk away were singing...I can't remember what song though that pissed them off even more I mean how can we be happy when we got kicked out of such an awesome party?

Josh and I rule the world

Thursday, June 09, 2005

A Brief History of Nothing.

Conflict is the blood which enriches life. Pressure, stress, pleasure, release. Existence is self destructive if it lacks meaning, life lacks meaning. War, conflict, agony, pain, give us plastic meaning. You feed on the artificial, gorge on the lies. Do you deny that you need it? Don't lie to me, like you lie to yourself. Only I'm aloud to whisper sweet nothings of future success, achievement, pleasure in my ear. I do it good and I do it well, years of practice; would you question my skill? By slumber I project startling visions of beauty, things that do not exist, things that will never exist except in a mind that is naive in nocturnal form. By morning come dreams fade, yet lies remain. How can we obtain the invisible? When you swing into thin air and expect dreams to reach back how do you cope? I know how, you instigate, destroy, make war, make love, you have your bonerific destruction. Self annihilation, self satisfaction. Terrifyingly efficient. You create more than enough fuel for the fire. So keep grasping, reaching, groping for meaning. Destroy of create, truth or lies.