Yeah, Im just now getting around to updating today crazy, and Im sorry if you were involved. Its gonna be a long post, sorry if your eyes bleed.
So I had some fucked up dreams last night, 2 completely different ones in terms of waking up, but in theme I dont think so. Who the fuck seriously has 2 dreams about zombies in the same night? Odd I tell you. Odd, like my friends love for his annoying cats.
Dream #1: Shit happens then you freefall.
Im sleeping and my brain goes into Res Evil mode with a small dash of life thrown in. In the first dream, theres a huge flood near my Daughters high school (which in my head actually looks like my old middle school, just bigger) that unearths buried bodies, thus unleashing a disease that turns people into zombies. Shit goes nuts and Im airlifted by some VTOL thing that looks like it just fell out of old school GI JOE, and dropped in to save/kick some ass. My crew kicks ass I lose most, and my daughter; who oddly enough is wearing the same clothes as Wendy from Fleshfield, totally stomps the shit and says fuck more than whats proper. Who couldnt resist loving a child that uses a classroom desk to jam a zombie into a locker whilst screaming fuck you, you fuck!. We get airlifted out, the school blows up all Matrix1 helicopter explosion style after we blow the shit out of it, and of course shit seems happy. Then it turns out that on the roof before liftoff my arse gets bit by one of the fucking fuck zombies, and I choose to freefall to my doom to save Daughter and friends.
Yeah, so I wake up mid freefall.
Dream #2: Your religion fucked up my shoes.
28 Days Later took a shit in my skull I tell you.
After hiding out in the country from teh_suck zombies, Im forced into ducking into a church. Im climbing a stairwell and dead peeps be on my heels I kick out part of the banister and ram it square through the chest of a zombie, fling the bastard down the stairs to slow the others, and make like Mario Andretti for the top floor. When I reach said sanctuary, Im greeted by a priest who somehow commands the zombies to stop chasing me by simply shooting a rubber fucking band at them and saying No!. Shit, why the fuck didnt I think of that.
It turns out the priest started the plague of hate by subjecting his followers to The Rage just like the damn chimps in 28DL, except this fucker keeps his son nailed to the floor upstairs while he tries to cure him.
Crazy dreams. Damn crazy.
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So this weekend rocked. KellyJanices birthday was fucking rad. like the 80s and to top it off:
KellyJanice was fucking accepted by SG!
Thats fucking rad more rad than the 90s.
So yeah, welcome to 04 if youre just now tuning in, filled with its many ups and downs.
Did I mention that I suckered Brian Wood into becoming a member of SG? Did I mention yeah, I did that hes the dirty bastard behind Channel Zero, the basis for my idea behind Loes set? Not only that, but I believe today I suckered him into letting me take pics of SGs to model his new tees.
Who doesnt want a machine gun strapped across their chest.
Life be grand sometimes.
Melt Magazine goes to print soon and looks all slick and sexy mostly due to kevykevs mad design skills, but its hard to fuck it up when you have moi behind the camera.
Congrats again KJ!
So I had some fucked up dreams last night, 2 completely different ones in terms of waking up, but in theme I dont think so. Who the fuck seriously has 2 dreams about zombies in the same night? Odd I tell you. Odd, like my friends love for his annoying cats.
Dream #1: Shit happens then you freefall.
Im sleeping and my brain goes into Res Evil mode with a small dash of life thrown in. In the first dream, theres a huge flood near my Daughters high school (which in my head actually looks like my old middle school, just bigger) that unearths buried bodies, thus unleashing a disease that turns people into zombies. Shit goes nuts and Im airlifted by some VTOL thing that looks like it just fell out of old school GI JOE, and dropped in to save/kick some ass. My crew kicks ass I lose most, and my daughter; who oddly enough is wearing the same clothes as Wendy from Fleshfield, totally stomps the shit and says fuck more than whats proper. Who couldnt resist loving a child that uses a classroom desk to jam a zombie into a locker whilst screaming fuck you, you fuck!. We get airlifted out, the school blows up all Matrix1 helicopter explosion style after we blow the shit out of it, and of course shit seems happy. Then it turns out that on the roof before liftoff my arse gets bit by one of the fucking fuck zombies, and I choose to freefall to my doom to save Daughter and friends.
Yeah, so I wake up mid freefall.
Dream #2: Your religion fucked up my shoes.
28 Days Later took a shit in my skull I tell you.
After hiding out in the country from teh_suck zombies, Im forced into ducking into a church. Im climbing a stairwell and dead peeps be on my heels I kick out part of the banister and ram it square through the chest of a zombie, fling the bastard down the stairs to slow the others, and make like Mario Andretti for the top floor. When I reach said sanctuary, Im greeted by a priest who somehow commands the zombies to stop chasing me by simply shooting a rubber fucking band at them and saying No!. Shit, why the fuck didnt I think of that.
It turns out the priest started the plague of hate by subjecting his followers to The Rage just like the damn chimps in 28DL, except this fucker keeps his son nailed to the floor upstairs while he tries to cure him.
Crazy dreams. Damn crazy.
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So this weekend rocked. KellyJanices birthday was fucking rad. like the 80s and to top it off:
KellyJanice was fucking accepted by SG!
Thats fucking rad more rad than the 90s.
So yeah, welcome to 04 if youre just now tuning in, filled with its many ups and downs.
Did I mention that I suckered Brian Wood into becoming a member of SG? Did I mention yeah, I did that hes the dirty bastard behind Channel Zero, the basis for my idea behind Loes set? Not only that, but I believe today I suckered him into letting me take pics of SGs to model his new tees.
Who doesnt want a machine gun strapped across their chest.
Life be grand sometimes.
Melt Magazine goes to print soon and looks all slick and sexy mostly due to kevykevs mad design skills, but its hard to fuck it up when you have moi behind the camera.
Congrats again KJ!
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Anyway, I was thinking. If I don't get accepted, would you take more pics of me until I do?