THINGS I COULD DO WITHOUT
New Hardcore, Punk, and Emo bands. Anyone on the WARPED tour. Stop making what you think Punk is. You don't know how fucking lame you are. Forever Seems Almost April Winter. Enough with names like these. How Hearts Bleed. Julia's Autumnal Diary. Imitation is not a form of flattery. The shit was done with Sunny Day Real Estate and Jawbreaker. Let them fucking clowns rest in peace. Close down the Epitaph, Vagrant, Trustkill, Equal Vision, Jade Tree, and Drive Thru record labels. Stop the madness!!! The only thing around that is punk is silence. John Cage did that a long time ago. Pack it in and go back to letting your parents pay for college, fuckwads. Anyone that thinks fashion has anything to do with punk has already lost. Take the dum-dum gear back to Hot Topic. Piercing is like the CB Radios of the 1970s. It's not a statement. You're not an "individual". There is no freak flag to be flown. All you are doing is giving speed dealers something to moonlight with in the straight world. This is probably the wrong site to deliver the sad news to, but hey I like to shoot from the hip. Honesty is the best policy. Wanna be an outsider? Dress like Murphy Brown and have a mind like the Marquis DeSade. Show up to work, trimmed with a tie, talkin' bout Gargoyle Rape and Aleister Crowley. Do ya want real rebellion? Walk up to some random vagrant downtown and give him five bucks. There's your fucking punk rock. Trust me, you'll piss off more "squares" that way than being another steel addict. Or ink addict. I'm right, deal with it.
THINGS I LIKE
Pharoah Sanders channeling the spirit world with his sax. Filet Mignon and some Garlic mashed potatoes. Cherry Coke. The new Lester Bangs book. Some pornos. Killer ass weed. Cookie Dough Ice Cream mixed with chopped Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. Barfly w/ Mickey Rourke. A few days off of work.
that's the ticket!!!
SLINT "Tweez"
another song. A tribute to beautiful blondes, talking on cell phones, and driving Jeep Libertys. I can't wait to the Davis-Besse Nuclear Power Plant melts down and incinerates these people.
BELT SANDER
It's your honeymoon
the sun is to your back
the ocean's up ahead
The man of your dreams is swimming
and smiling in your direction
Smile back and wave, princess
The lifeguards off duty
There's a socket in the wall
I've got one of those handy orange extension cords that seem to last forever.
Just like your happy American union should
But I've got a portable belt sander
and voices chirpin' away in my head
Christ, I'm no Bob Villa
But I believe I can make a spice rack out of your skul.
You should not have made that scene at Red Lobster.
It was just cole slaw
I had no idea you didn't want it
I meant no malice
But my Lebanese manager did
He smelled like sweaty dogshit
and lied on his taxes
I suppose they all do that
Anyway, back to the spice rack
I've got a portable router
I'll make little floral patterns with your eye sockets.
If Captain America comes back from his swim to save you.
I've got a cattle prod ready n' willin'
I want you to know the cost of convenience.
New Hardcore, Punk, and Emo bands. Anyone on the WARPED tour. Stop making what you think Punk is. You don't know how fucking lame you are. Forever Seems Almost April Winter. Enough with names like these. How Hearts Bleed. Julia's Autumnal Diary. Imitation is not a form of flattery. The shit was done with Sunny Day Real Estate and Jawbreaker. Let them fucking clowns rest in peace. Close down the Epitaph, Vagrant, Trustkill, Equal Vision, Jade Tree, and Drive Thru record labels. Stop the madness!!! The only thing around that is punk is silence. John Cage did that a long time ago. Pack it in and go back to letting your parents pay for college, fuckwads. Anyone that thinks fashion has anything to do with punk has already lost. Take the dum-dum gear back to Hot Topic. Piercing is like the CB Radios of the 1970s. It's not a statement. You're not an "individual". There is no freak flag to be flown. All you are doing is giving speed dealers something to moonlight with in the straight world. This is probably the wrong site to deliver the sad news to, but hey I like to shoot from the hip. Honesty is the best policy. Wanna be an outsider? Dress like Murphy Brown and have a mind like the Marquis DeSade. Show up to work, trimmed with a tie, talkin' bout Gargoyle Rape and Aleister Crowley. Do ya want real rebellion? Walk up to some random vagrant downtown and give him five bucks. There's your fucking punk rock. Trust me, you'll piss off more "squares" that way than being another steel addict. Or ink addict. I'm right, deal with it.
THINGS I LIKE
Pharoah Sanders channeling the spirit world with his sax. Filet Mignon and some Garlic mashed potatoes. Cherry Coke. The new Lester Bangs book. Some pornos. Killer ass weed. Cookie Dough Ice Cream mixed with chopped Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. Barfly w/ Mickey Rourke. A few days off of work.
that's the ticket!!!
SLINT "Tweez"
another song. A tribute to beautiful blondes, talking on cell phones, and driving Jeep Libertys. I can't wait to the Davis-Besse Nuclear Power Plant melts down and incinerates these people.
BELT SANDER
It's your honeymoon
the sun is to your back
the ocean's up ahead
The man of your dreams is swimming
and smiling in your direction
Smile back and wave, princess
The lifeguards off duty
There's a socket in the wall
I've got one of those handy orange extension cords that seem to last forever.
Just like your happy American union should
But I've got a portable belt sander
and voices chirpin' away in my head
Christ, I'm no Bob Villa
But I believe I can make a spice rack out of your skul.
You should not have made that scene at Red Lobster.
It was just cole slaw
I had no idea you didn't want it
I meant no malice
But my Lebanese manager did
He smelled like sweaty dogshit
and lied on his taxes
I suppose they all do that
Anyway, back to the spice rack
I've got a portable router
I'll make little floral patterns with your eye sockets.
If Captain America comes back from his swim to save you.
I've got a cattle prod ready n' willin'
I want you to know the cost of convenience.
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Anyway, I'm feelin' fine now. I deliberately used the word "sad" and not "depressed" cuz I didn't want to 1) freak people out, 2) suggest, as I said, that I had the big obstacles of others around SG and the world. Some people, when they're sad, they just don't write journals, but I feel obliged to do journals a lot.