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2003 13 October :: .05 am
:: Music: Rage Against The Machine - Revolver
I'm not a retard you freakin' hobo!!
I have a fear of the homeless. Not necessarily the ones you see sitting there all sad with an animal or something, but the one's that bust a tourette's as you walk by or just do strange things. On my excursion to SF we encountered quite a few homeless people. Some were havin' a good time and trying to make money. This one guy had a fake bush and as people walked by he'd jump at them and they'd be so delightfully startled that they'd give him money. But then there were others that outright scared me. We walked by one lying in the middle of the sidewalk in a jumble of blankets and as we walked by he lifted his head up and I could see some sort of froth on his lips as he eyed us... then there was another who just started shouting incoherent blabber. I'm always afraid those will be the types to attack all of a sudden. Then on our way back we saw the foamy guy again and he was walking away from a building after peeing on the wall and stared while laughing creepily at us. And as we walked away I could still hear his laugh trailing us, it was quite disturbing. I don't mean to be mean, I know there must be something mentally wrong with some of these people and I know its not their fault that they're this way, but I can't help but feel a bit frightened when I'm around them. I'm always afraid they'll do something out of nowhere and crazy. I dunno, maybe I'm weird for fearing the homeless... maybe I should restate that and say I'm afraid of the insane... but its more of a realistic fear than say something like.... CLOWNS!! pssh! you know who you are....
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2003 11 October :: 12.37 am
:: Mood: tired
:: Music: Bush - Alien
My mommy felt bad about me losing all my cd's and what not, so she took me on a mini-spree and since Wherehouse is going out of business we got everything for 20% off, so I picked up a few of my favorite cd's. She's so sweet.
Well, we had practice tonight, though only 3/5 of us were there. Which was actually better because it gave me more of a chance to ask questions about certain parts. But on our way to practice, Kyle (lead guitarist) says "So Joe, we have a show on the 26th, you think you'll be ready?" Buy me another pair of pants please, cuz I basically shit and pissed in 'em after hearing that. It's not that I'll have stage fright or anything, its just that I've only practiced with them 3 times and I'm afraid I won't be ready. Good thing I play bass, its not as distinguishable if I mess up. Well, I guess I'll just have to rip it up like a mad man. Wanna practice wit' me Moob?
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2003 9 October :: 11.47 am
:: Music: Deftones - No Ordinary Love
As most of you know, upon going up to San Francisco this past weekend my car was stolen. I was pretty bummed about it, but what pissed me off the most was the loss of my cd's. My music means a lot to me and I spent a lot of money collecting them. (avg $13/cd times 60 cd's is close to $800) But anyways, I accepted my loss and figured "y'know what, its just a car, at least I wasn't in it when they stole it and didn't get hurt or worse" So anyways, I get a call this morning at 7 from an unavailable number. I don't answer calls that early in the morning nor do I answer when I don't know who it is, usually. But anyways, they left a message and it was SFPD saying they found my car. I went back to bed happy, my car was recovered! I waited until my mom got home to call incase I needed parental advice. So I call and they tell me that its missing the fenders, bumpers, seats, radio, transmission, battery and engine...... FUCKING AWESOME!!!!!
Y'know.. I accepted that the White Pony was dead, but to find out that she was raped, and then murdered, so so sad
*sigh, I hate people
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2003 8 October :: 8.37 pm
:: Music: Videodrone - Ty Jonathan Down
Well a few weeks ago... maybe just A week.. I dunno, I guess it doesn't really matter. Anyways, I joined a band a little while ago. I don't know how to play an instrument but apparently I'm the band's bass player. The band was already formed when I started so I am in the process of learning all the songs, its a little difficult but being the stud I am, I'm workin' it like no other. Our name is Before The Storm. Storms are violent and scary, but we kick your ass before the storm.. oh yeah! Thats the explaination I got when I asked what our name was. I dunno if I like it yet or not, I suppose it could grow on me. The music is considered "hardcore" which for the most part I like, though I would like to actually have a singer in our band rather than a growler/screamer. Screaming is cool when used at appropriate parts, but I like being able to sing to songs. Oh well, I have no room to complain, I'm in a freakin' band!!
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2003 8 October :: 8.11 pm
:: Mood: eh...
:: Music: Saves The Day - All I'm Losing Is Me
First entry... don't really know how to work this fully.... thoroughly confused.... eh
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