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So after my bands last show, I noticed that my bag of chords and pedals was missing. Most of my pedals are pretty rare and would be very expensive to replace. That's if I could even find the same ones in the first place. Needless to say Ive been pretty distrought over the loss of these. Yesterday I got a call from one of the...
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My roommates disgust me.

So the Fantomas/Melt Banana show surpassed my expectations of how much it would rock.
-side note-
So way back when, I guess a bunch of angry, hostile, long haired musicians got together and thought "what's harder then a rock" to which one particularly astute fellow replied "I believe metal is harder than a rock."
-end side note-
Now metal warps, melts, and generally tastes bad....
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So today I failed a smog test(basically paid $73 dollars for some mechanic to be a dick to me), did fairly well on an anthro test and saw Fantomas w/ Melt Banana. The prior shittiness of my day was breifly forgotten. I had a big day and now I'm all tuckered out. I must rush to dreamland, for I hear my alarm clock is plotting...
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I got back from Oregon today. Medford to San Francisco in 5.5 hours. Not too bad if I say so myself. In my grandfathers condition, any cold or respitory infection can be disasterous, but when I left he was looking much better then when I arrived and he tells me he plans to go hiking tomorrow with his oxygen tank strapped to his back. No...
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The new action thrill ride from the team that brought you "Dear Diary"...

My grandpa, (the man who saw 2 world wars, fought in one, was a physician who helped revolutionize the field of natural birth, was arrested multiple times for protesting atrocity from New Mexico to Ecuador, and mountain climbed and kayaked up until a few months ago) has emphysema and is in poor condition, under the mercy of an oxygen tank. I'm driving up to Oregon...
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Being perpetually broke is indeed a from of financial stability.
~C. Coolidge

My bands recording is finished. 9 tracks and roughly a half hour of aural assault. To those interested, I should have some samples posted online soon, but I must once again warn the public to fastly secure your heads, cause it's gonna BLOW YOUR FREAKIN" MIND!

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I no longer think I'm going to get fired. I know I'm going to get fired. I called my boss today and he said that when I come in on friday to pick up my paycheck, I can sign a form of resignation, to avoid a black mark on my record. "It's nothing personal." said my boss, "I like you, I think your...
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