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2003 30 December :: 10.55pm
:: Music: my band- clones(if that is what we call it)
shit yeah I got a recording of my band
I have a recording of the song my band made. It is cool. we are making a two song recording on friday if we get our new song finished. Shwing
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2003 27 December :: 5.01pm
:: Mood: annoyed
realized some shit and things of that matter
I love how just about everyones journal has the same typical content. It makes giggle.
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2003 25 December :: 12.31pm
:: Mood: annoyed
If people would stop bitching about christmas that would be great.
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2003 24 December :: 10.27pm
:: Mood: apathetic
I find it hard to care about anything right now, maybe it's the lack of sleep talking.
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2003 24 December :: 12.44pm
:: Mood: accomplished
closure
I am relieved from the grief I felt over my dead fish. I found it was time to move on.
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2003 23 December :: 5.44pm
:: Mood: guilty
dead
Today my fish died and I didn't even realize until it was green and rotten. I feel like I am responisble for the death of another living thing. I have failed at maintaining the life of another being.
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2003 19 December :: 10.33pm
:: Mood: tired
stupid shit and things of that matter
I think people are way too beligerant, they argue too much. I don't like to argue with people, but then again everyone has their own jihad. I would rather be apathetic than over militant about things.
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2003 18 December :: 7.20pm
:: Mood: contemplative
:: Music: a perfect circle - blue
pretty happy
A Perfect Circle-Blue
I didn't want to know
I just didn't want to know
Best to keep things in the shallow end
Cause I never quite learned how to swim
I just didn't want to know
Didn't want, didn't want,
Didn't want, didn't want
Close my eyes just to look at you
Taken by the seamless vision
I close my eyes,
Ignore the smoke,
Ignore the smoke
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you
Because I don't want to know
I didn't want to know
I just didn't want to know
I just didn't want
Mistook their nods for an approval
Just ignore the smoke and smile
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
Such a perfect color for your eyes
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you
I don't want to know
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2003 17 December :: 7.50pm
:: Mood: alright i guess
:: Music: tom petty
same as always
burger king thingy was today. that sucked. i was the only one in our group to do anything. i played by myself throughout the night. i finally left the damned place at quarter to 7. i was there for over 3 hours!!!!! but yeah, it was fun, but i NEVER want to hear christmas music again!!!!
but yeah, me and [her] are goin out, and it seems to be going alright. but yeah, um.... if anything intresting happens i'll probably tell y'all, unless its none of your buisness. which most of it isnt anyways, but what the heck.
well, im outta stuff to talk about, so see ya.
im gone,
-me
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2003 16 December :: 9.36pm
:: Mood: thoughtful
:: Music: a perfect circle - pet
re-engineering
trying to rebuild myself, to establish a new state of mind, to stop defeating myself
a song that is cool...
a perfect circle - pet
Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window
Go back to sleep
Lay your head down child
I won't let the boogeyman come
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Pay no mind to the rabble
Pay no mind to the rabble
Head down, go to sleep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Pay no mind what other voices say
They don't care about you, like I do, like I do
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do.
Just stay with me, safe and ignorant,
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Lay your head down child
I won't let the boogeyman come
Count the bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Pay no mind to the rabble
Pay no mind to the rabble
Head down, go to sleep to the rhythm of the war drums
I'll be the one to protect you from
Your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from
A will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from
Your enemies and your choices son
They're one in the same
I must isolate you
Isolate and save you from yourself
Swayin to the rhythm of the new world order and
Count the bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums
The boogeymen are coming
The boogeymen are coming
Keep your head down, go to sleep, to the rhythm of the war drums
Stay with me
Safe and ignorant
Just stay with me
Hold you and protect you from the other ones
The evil ones
Don't love you son,
Go back to sleep
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2003 15 December :: 9.46pm
:: Mood: eh
:: Music: cant get enough of your love - bad co.
never have had one, never will
so yeah, i solved my "problem".
i am now officially taken. and i dont really know how to handle it, but hey, what the heck. whats life without a little doubt? so yeah, i just hope she's not the smuggling, kill robs lifestyle, type of girl.
but yeah, just to let y'all know. at the moment im not gonna reveal a name, but im willing to bet you can take a good guess as to who it is.
im gone,
-me
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2003 15 December :: 9.24pm
:: Mood: misunderstood
:: Music: tool-eulogy
I try to care and help people but it always seems like a say something apathetic and insensitive, counteracting myself.
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2003 15 December :: 8.25pm
:: Mood: excited
Well.. the big 16 i turn sixteen in less that five hour.. yay... everybody is so happy... oh well its just another fucking day..
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2003 15 December :: 8.10pm
:: Mood: cheerful
A Perfect Circle - Weak and Powerless
Tilling my own grave to keep me level...
Jam another dragon down the hole...
Digging to the rhythm and the echo of a solitary siren...
one that pushes me along, and leaves me so...
desperate and ravenous...
I'm so Weak and powerless over you...
Someone feed the monkey while I dig in search of china...
White as Dracula as I approach the bottom...
so desperate and ravenous.
I'm so Weak and powerless over you...
Pale angel, go away...
Come again some other day...
Devil has my ear today...
I'll never hear of what you say...
He Promised I would find a little solace and some peace of mind...
Whatever. just as long as I don't feel so desperate and ravenous.
I'm so Weak and powerless over you...
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2003 14 December :: 5.37pm
:: Music: a perfect circle - the noose
A WHOLE SONG!!!
The band I am in, X's for eyes, finished our first song! It is grood, I like it. I am so happy we finally finished it now we can write another song that hopefully will be even better(if that is even possible).
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2003 13 December :: 11.36am
:: Mood: happy
:: Music: a perfect circle- weak and powerless
wooooo
Yesterday was really fun. Robby, Kevin ,Tom Jessica, Sarah and PHIL-HIMSELF all went to skelletones. It was really awesome. Clearly Blind played and they kicked major ass. It was just totally boss. I drank alot of coffee and generally had a good time. Brent and I played Robby and Randy in pool and we won. We were all moshing, it was cool.
The only bad thing that happened was that Sarah was being really mean to me and she threw my hat on the ground.
You do not disrespect a rabbit fur hat!
Today is going to be good though. I am going to buy a new cd-rw/dvd rom drive and a cd. i am also going to buy some presents for some of my friends. The BEST thing about today is that the band is going to practice and we will probably finish our first song!
I'm out.
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2003 11 December :: 9.17pm
Words of Wisdom by PHIL-HIMSELF(cheap ass excuse to use HTML)
Remember that, maybe you will get farther in life.
That right there kids is the almighty Lord Maddox, bow down beotch!
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2003 11 December :: 4.11pm
im confused!!
i found a girl who likes me...and i like her too. but i dont really know if i wanna go out with her or not. she's already asked me and all....which is odd.....but i dont know what to say.
should i take a chance? im all for that.
but i also like a few others...and im not sure how they feel about me..
oh well...i'll figure it out.... i hope
-me
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2003 11 December :: 9.20pm
FROM http://maddox.xmission.com/c.cgi?u=real_men
OKAY, I DIDN'T CREATE THIS I JUST THOUGHT IT KICKED A LOT OF ASS!
A tribute to real men.
When did it become acceptable in this country for a man to go from being a rugged, plaid-wearing, beef jerky eating badass to a well-groomed, "metrosexual" girly-boy like Ben Affleck? Affleck recently agreed to be a spokesman for L'Oreal, with L'Oreal quoted as saying "Ben embodies a new generation of men who show their strength in their personality but are not afraid to care for their appearance." Afraid of taking care of their appearances? It's not that we're afraid you assholes, it's that we don't menstruate. What next? Men getting hormone injections so they can breast feed?
"Ben embodies a new generation of men who show their strength in their personality but are not afraid to breast feed their children."
Is it okay that I don't have a sense of style? Is it okay for me to scratch myself? I'm hairy. I like wearing plaid and I don't want to be told how to dress by some dude with a "queer eye." Is that okay with you sissies, or would you like me to package my balls and neatly carry them in a purse? For crying out loud. You're turning us into a nation of pussies.
That's why I wrote this tribute to real men, the kind of men who perpetuate our species, don't know what conditioner is used for, and don't apologize for not wearing makeup. Without further ado, real men:
John Hirsch:
John Hirsch was minding his own damn business in his back yard when a black bear had the audacity to assault him in his own home. Hirsch pulled out his 3 inch knife and called the bear on, circling him like a wrestler in a ring. The bear kept swatting at him, but Hirsch ducked, then stabbed the bear in the face each time it lunged. When the bear finally had enough of its shit ruined, it finally gave up and died like a pussy: its tongue was severed, jaw broken and it had several new assholes ripped into it, making it more aerodynamic (if you happen to be optimistic).
Of course, animal rights groups bitched about Hirsch, saying the bear was just looking for food. No shit? I'm sure the bear would have had no qualm about eating Hirsch, and the dumbass animal rights activists would have gotten a huge chubby if the bear had eaten him. I wish a bear would eat them instead.
PHIL-HIMSELF:
Now here is a boss example of a real man. PHIL-HIMSELF just kicks so much ass. He kicks so much ass and you cannot tell him otherwise. Who else would wear a rabbit fur hat. Seriously think about it people.
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