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[Jul. 10th, 2006|11:03 pm] |
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i think it weirds me out that people still use this website. |
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| i haven't updated this thing since july. |
[Nov. 26th, 2005|05:55 pm] |
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| | alexisonfire - accidents are on purpose | ] |
so it might as well be awesome.
the following is a transcript of a string of comments left from a drunken san nguyen to a good old friend robert ivan faria lannin bosworth esq.
hey can i join up.. ill take a pay cut of zero dollars an hour and even pay for the uniform so we can be a duo, i'll be mel, you'll be danny..o an ill buy a huge frekin gun..and stuff, you wouldnt need one cuz ill just tell everyone your nuts and that they shouldnt mess with you cause well, your nuts..like this one time an old lady was crossing the street and well you just ran her over, and you replied "she shouldnt have been standing there" as you shrug your shoulders... man, that nuts. Or like that time you punhed me in the mouth for saying the word marshmellow, and you hate when i say... you know, that word.
wtf i got cut off
think we should be called the midnight raiders, you know kinda like a band name or some thing we will guard the apartments with like flying v gutiars and we would shred all night, aww man satan lucifer the third couldnt stop us..he'd tap our shoulders while we were "shredding" and say " man you guys are fucked up, stay out of hell", he quivers and walks away and heads to small plates(via the people mover), for a veggie roll.
then we would get promoted to the day shift, then we'd have to rename ourselves (god, i have nothing going for me)the morning doves or something, and from flying v's we turn to mandolinds and acoustic guitars. cuz it face were not gonna get any action during the day, bad guys needs some sleep too. yea(sigh)
then talent scouts would find us out and then try to buy us with whores and cadilac's. we would simutaniously without a word jsut shake our heads no. they would keep propositioning a movie about two dudes who have to shred to save the world. like one scene would be(and probably the end scene) where im dead or something and you had to make your way to the satans layer to find me. and you land on a platue thats only four feet from the ground where the pits of the dead just mush around, cuz that they do in hell..they mush around. you start "shredding"..complet silense, then you scream in a tone that would make van helen just blow up and spontaniously combust. you scream"SSSSSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNN". lucifers head just blows up into the sky causing firework explosions, and you start shredding and all the beautiful deamon girls start grabbing at your feet in lust. you start rocketing out of hell into heaven, where god greets you with a mandolin. and then a thought of me springs to your mind....tear...fin.(ending credits "in memorie of san san nguien(nguyen)" then people wil be like "damn did that really happen?" and then you just be there right when they say that, and you say you bet your ass i did". then the sequal but thast unwrittin(in scrolls well keeped in the vatican).
i'm sorry for any grammatical errors.
i think the world needs to see this and realize how briallant san is. i miss san. where has he been?
i miss bert too. |
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[Jul. 5th, 2005|03:11 am] |
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tonite was a reminder of how little things have changed in my life. i mean. i'm writing this in my livejournal. wow. i need to go to bed. |
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[Jul. 2nd, 2005|10:54 pm] |
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| |  contemplative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | san fransisco - alkaline trio | ] |
only alone and without his next can the eagle fly across the sun.
love knows not it's true depth until the hour of departure.
i like those. well. see ya later. |
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[Jun. 26th, 2005|09:44 pm] |
i threw out the phone to try and get through to you. |
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[Jun. 14th, 2005|01:11 pm] |
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| |  anxious | ] |
| [ | music |
| | rxbandits - the resignation | ] |
i really wish everyone had my sense of spontinaity. then i wouldnt have to go places by myself.
and it would help out on gas.
if everyone hates detroit so much... then why doesnt anyone want to leave? |
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[Jun. 2nd, 2005|01:13 am] |
man moving takes a lot out of you. i have so much laundry.
roadtrip 2k5 in t minus ten days and counting bitches. |
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[May. 27th, 2005|01:58 pm] |
hangoverrrrrrrr.
pbr is like a ninja. drinking... drinking... drinking... surprise you are shitfaced. no middle ground.
so i think i'm having a bbq today.. but i'm 2.5 hours away from home. |
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[May. 21st, 2005|02:04 am] |
party dude summer.
amen for you.
amen for life as i know it. |
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[May. 14th, 2005|05:23 pm] |
so there was this one time that the midnight riders came to my house with their flying v guitars and shredded there way through the bad guys. because that's what they do. they shred so hard that dio himself fell dead off of his demon horse because his brain blew up.
san had a dream last nite that he was shredding so hard on a guitar he blew up some girls boobs.
i missed san. |
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| spring cleaning for the soul |
[May. 9th, 2005|04:45 am] |
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| | better | ] |
| [ | music |
| | rxbandits - never slept so soundly | ] |
at what point did i give up? when did i let my world morph from beautifully massive and limitless playground into a two mile strech of dusty suburban sidewalk. i had dreams. i had the world in my palms. now all i have is trembling fingers, and volumes upon volumes of questions. when you think the answers will lay in the bottom of the next bottle, you tend to end up disapointed. where did apathy begin to take over? like a virus it spread through all aspects of my life. why did i deadbolt every door? why did i try so hard to hide when all i knew i needed to do was search? when did i lose myself and become this perversion of a human? the world turned one day and at the time the suns first light came creeping over the atlantic sky line everything was upsidedown. and i let myself turn with it.
i realized this today watching the sunset over the pacific. all i can do now is promise myself to stand up and find all these things that i have let go astray. find myself again.
knowledge. |
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[May. 6th, 2005|02:59 pm] |
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| | hungover | ] |
| [ | music |
| | thrice - deadbolt | ] |
i've been thinking a lot litely. and i was going to write an epic. but i got lazy.
i'll be in detroit on wednsday. let's be friends. |
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[Mar. 24th, 2005|03:59 pm] |
oh livejournal.com. how i negelct you so.
this saturday everyone should go to the sweet show at the warren ymca.
check out www.emergenciamusic.com or www.myspace.com/emergencia for the low down. |
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[Feb. 27th, 2005|07:39 pm] |
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oh wow. what a weekend. |
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[Feb. 15th, 2005|04:37 pm] |
in the words of aaron joseph whaley. "fuckin tiki bobs dude."
amen.
i smell like developer. |
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[Feb. 12th, 2005|11:48 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | great | ] |
| [ | music |
| | coldplay - dont panic | ] |
ann arbor is better than mohawk vodka. any day of the week.
yeah. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2005|02:20 am] |
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i have to work in like 3 hours. barf. |
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[Feb. 6th, 2005|10:45 pm] |
so i'm in los angeles. if i can find a job tomorrow morning, i will not be coming home. any time soon. if i can't find a job tomorrow. i'll see you all on tuesday. san, dave, ryan, assuming i find a job out here. which i probably wont, but it'd be cool. i'll mail you the rest of my rent money on time every month.
its so sweet out here. |
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[Jan. 3rd, 2005|02:52 pm] |
my friend bert has a rabbit. his ears are not quite as big as other rabbits. but he makes up for it with his superior intellect. did you know nietzsche died of syphilis? jimi did. time to go get more tattoos and nose rings and fun cheese sticks.
what?
asians.
owned. |
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[Nov. 16th, 2004|05:05 pm] |
good thing i have a quick talking roomate who knows his shit about houses. ladies and gentleman ryan saved the day. we're not getting evicted.
so i want to throw a party. |
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