Alright, when I got the email I was like Fuck yeah!!! However, once I opened it everything went to hell and I was like
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Here is the subject of the email that I get from the Dredg mailing list:
SHOWS WITH THW DEFTONES
Alright, now that is fuckin cool, but the content is not coolat least for me:
"hello all, we're pleased to announce that we will be opening for the deftones at:
7/15 Myrtle Beach, SC- House of Blues
7/21 Rochester, NY- ESL Sports Center
7/23 Univesity Park, PA -Bryce Jordan Center
7/29 Rapid City, SD- Rushmore Plaza Civic Center
7/30 Billings, MT- Shrine Auditorium
8/5 Megna, UT- Saltair Resort Main Pavillion
8/6 Boise, ID- Big Easy
Please get there early and we make big party."
No where fuckin close to me. Myrtle Beach is the closest fuckin place, but it is way to long of a drive. Not to mention that I would have to be back home early the next morning for my surgery. FUCK SHIT.
Church is going on here tonight in the mystical bible belt so my heathen ass is about to go rob me some Christian kids and sell them as hotdogs at a fuckin ballgame.
All right Im through with my bitches, moans, and complaints.
Have not updated my journal for a while so here it goes. Apropos, if anything sounds fucked up or I misspell anything and you are humored then Fuck You in advance and have the greatest fuckin daypeace!!!
Wed.
-Left for KY.
-Arrived in KY.
Thursday
-Saw one of my stepbrothers. He moved to KY from Jersey last winter to go to college in Murray (sp?).
-My stepbrother and I went to wal-mart to help my mom get some shit. We ate at McDonalds and saw some redneck kids walking around with their shirts pulled over their heads saying I need TP for my bunghole.
-Went with my stepbrother to see T3. It was decent for an action film, as for the story, it sucked. They basically made T2 over again and made it a little more appealing to the mainstream. They could have done so much with the plot. The only scene I really enjoyed was the final scene in which Judgment Day begins.
Friday
-Played in a golf scramble. My stepfather got stuck in the same cart as his 10 year old nephew while the kids mother and father (who looks like Stone Cold Steve Austin in the face) got to enjoy the scramble. This kid is so fucking obnoxious. He did do one funny thing though. On one of the holes, my stepbrother and I were goofing off when it came time for each of us to putt. My stepfather told us to Drop our cocks and grab our socks and then the 10 year old brat went over and said that to his parents. His father told him not to say everything that Uncle Tim says.
-Had to watch fireworks with the family. Fuckin sucked.
Saturday
-Left to go back to Alabama.
-Got back to Alabama. Never thought I would be somewhat thankful to be back.
Sunday
-My kinswoman from Columbus GA came to visit. She and I went to the downtown to a bar she used to hang out at. She introduced me to her old hippy friends. I told her about a tattoo I plan to get in the future. Her husband Scott is a tattoo artist who has appeared in tattoo magazines and books. He worked at Eternal Tattoos in Livonia Michigan before they moved to Columbus.
Monday
-Went back to work.
-Went to the doctor. Having one of my surgeries next Wednesday. The other one will take place sometime in March.
Tuesday
-Decided to go with a Computer Science major and a Music Tech minor.
-Turned in my Admissions Application.
Today
-Got my transcripts to turn into the Admissions Office.
-Studying for the residual ACT that I am taking tomorrow.
-Got the good email that is bad for me that I described above.
EDIT
-Almost forgot to mention that everyone backed out of going to Summer San. with me. So now I will be sitting at home on Friday night getting drunk by myself because I am not driving for hours to watch the Deftones by myself. It just would not be fun. Fuck asses.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Here is the subject of the email that I get from the Dredg mailing list:
SHOWS WITH THW DEFTONES
Alright, now that is fuckin cool, but the content is not coolat least for me:
"hello all, we're pleased to announce that we will be opening for the deftones at:
7/15 Myrtle Beach, SC- House of Blues
7/21 Rochester, NY- ESL Sports Center
7/23 Univesity Park, PA -Bryce Jordan Center
7/29 Rapid City, SD- Rushmore Plaza Civic Center
7/30 Billings, MT- Shrine Auditorium
8/5 Megna, UT- Saltair Resort Main Pavillion
8/6 Boise, ID- Big Easy
Please get there early and we make big party."
No where fuckin close to me. Myrtle Beach is the closest fuckin place, but it is way to long of a drive. Not to mention that I would have to be back home early the next morning for my surgery. FUCK SHIT.
Church is going on here tonight in the mystical bible belt so my heathen ass is about to go rob me some Christian kids and sell them as hotdogs at a fuckin ballgame.
All right Im through with my bitches, moans, and complaints.
Have not updated my journal for a while so here it goes. Apropos, if anything sounds fucked up or I misspell anything and you are humored then Fuck You in advance and have the greatest fuckin daypeace!!!
Wed.
-Left for KY.
-Arrived in KY.
Thursday
-Saw one of my stepbrothers. He moved to KY from Jersey last winter to go to college in Murray (sp?).
-My stepbrother and I went to wal-mart to help my mom get some shit. We ate at McDonalds and saw some redneck kids walking around with their shirts pulled over their heads saying I need TP for my bunghole.
-Went with my stepbrother to see T3. It was decent for an action film, as for the story, it sucked. They basically made T2 over again and made it a little more appealing to the mainstream. They could have done so much with the plot. The only scene I really enjoyed was the final scene in which Judgment Day begins.
Friday
-Played in a golf scramble. My stepfather got stuck in the same cart as his 10 year old nephew while the kids mother and father (who looks like Stone Cold Steve Austin in the face) got to enjoy the scramble. This kid is so fucking obnoxious. He did do one funny thing though. On one of the holes, my stepbrother and I were goofing off when it came time for each of us to putt. My stepfather told us to Drop our cocks and grab our socks and then the 10 year old brat went over and said that to his parents. His father told him not to say everything that Uncle Tim says.
-Had to watch fireworks with the family. Fuckin sucked.
Saturday
-Left to go back to Alabama.
-Got back to Alabama. Never thought I would be somewhat thankful to be back.
Sunday
-My kinswoman from Columbus GA came to visit. She and I went to the downtown to a bar she used to hang out at. She introduced me to her old hippy friends. I told her about a tattoo I plan to get in the future. Her husband Scott is a tattoo artist who has appeared in tattoo magazines and books. He worked at Eternal Tattoos in Livonia Michigan before they moved to Columbus.
Monday
-Went back to work.
-Went to the doctor. Having one of my surgeries next Wednesday. The other one will take place sometime in March.
Tuesday
-Decided to go with a Computer Science major and a Music Tech minor.
-Turned in my Admissions Application.
Today
-Got my transcripts to turn into the Admissions Office.
-Studying for the residual ACT that I am taking tomorrow.
-Got the good email that is bad for me that I described above.
EDIT
-Almost forgot to mention that everyone backed out of going to Summer San. with me. So now I will be sitting at home on Friday night getting drunk by myself because I am not driving for hours to watch the Deftones by myself. It just would not be fun. Fuck asses.
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oh i wanna go see deftones again. too bad we dont live closer, i'd gladly accompany you.
and yes bra shopping is ARSE. i was being such a jerk when i was there. my friend allison were wearing the REALLY big bras on our heads speaking in english accents. we must have looked like fucking weirdos.
if it wasn't for running into her at the store i probably would still be upset.
stupid bra shopping *shakes fist*
have a good night lovely.