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I guess there is a huge hole in my days that is taken up by Apple which I can not talk about... and god do I have stories. I just don't need any more lawsuits... if you know what I mean... and after seeing think secret demolished... well.

so.. $330 in Bank of America overdraft fees in the last month has me seriously reconsidering having a bank card at all... I think it is easier for work if I don't have one to offer... It jsut kills me when I look at the 30,000+ miles I could have racked up buying gear for people in the last month on a United credit card, but everything is such a mess right now... argh.

that's enough for now, money is like a disease.

I am up to a 1/2" and plan on going up to a 5/8" this month in my left lobe, a little package of KAOS eyelets was a blessing. I retired one of my cartilage piercings and am just keeping everything on the DL for a little while, but my right lobe really needs some work.

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It is strange, I used to write about my feelings, all of that pent up anger and distress, lovesick and lonely.
I am hollow right now... have been for a while. I have to spend too much time with the clueless, hopeless and arrogant.
I guess I need to make some time to make things... it always makes me feel better to create something from nothing...
I have a computer now, so anything is possible.
There's a whole lot of BOD in my journal...

new LJ tools...
but I didn't like it...





Scott Sorry, Tracii Guns - Brides of Destruction

I am rotating all the clips and skinning them with an embedded link as I cut them up... I have to install Final Cut Pro to do it, though.

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yes, I will do a proper post one day when I have had some sleep.
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??? Click here to see Scot Coogan ripping it the fuck up...???

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We spent the day at 13 Acres... It is beautiful there...

I find myself wondering how anyone would want to be anywhere but here...
Looking out as the sun sets into the ocean... even in the insane fog at 3 in the morning in the pouring rain after the show... I was driving with the door open laughing at the hiding yellow lines praying not to fall off the side of the cliff. I took DG and A to Gladstones for a snack before we went home... The long, long drive from Malibu. Anthony and I smashed peanuts on the bar and I remembered being a kid at the same bar...pockets stuffed with salty peanuts that tasted just like the sea. We had clam chowder and calamari wheat beer and crusty bread smeared with half melted butter.

I watched Anthony run in the sand... well... He doesn't run he falls in slow motion while his little legs try to keep up. Watched the kid sing, dance, and play air guitar with Tracii Guns and Andy Johns... You know life is pretty good, even when it sucks.

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