| Gotta love leaving |
[Sep. 14th, 2004|10:28 pm] |
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my boss loves me. $500 dollar bonus style. Hell yeah for high rollin. Horse races today to expend a little. It turns out I just have terrible luck with gambling. No head for odds. Something like that anyway. whatever. Anyhow i'll be seeing you folk soon. 5 days and counting. |
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| My Favorite Song |
[Sep. 4th, 2004|11:21 pm] |
This has been my favorite song for a long time and will be forever known as a punk rock epic.
"The Decline"
Where are all the stupid people from?
And how'd they get to be so dumb?
Bred on purple mountain range
Feed amber waves of grains
To lesser human beings, zero feelings
Blame it on
Human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny)
Blame it on the greediocracy (greediocracy)
Fear of God
The fear of change
The fear of truth
Add the Bill of Rights, subtract the wrongs
There's no answers
Memorize and sing star spangled songs
When the questions
Aren't ever asked
Is anybody learning from the past?
We're living in united stagnation
Father what have I done?
I took that 22
A gift to me from you
To bed with me each night
Kept it clean
Polished it well
Cherished every cartridge, every shell
Down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt
There's a carcass of my second kill
Down, by the park, under stone, under pine
There's a carcass of my brother William
Brother where, have you gone to?
I swear, I never thought I could
I see so many times
They told me to shoot straight
Don't pull the trigger, squeeze
That will insure a kill
A kill is what you want
A kill is why we breed
The Christians love their guns
The church and NRA
Pray for their salvations
Prey on the lower faiths
The story book's been read
And every line believed
Curriculum's been set
Logic is a threat
Reason searched and seized
Jerry spent some time in Michigan
A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime
A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit
A dime in California, a twenty dollar fine
Jerry only stayed a couple months
It's hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass
Asphyxiation is simple and fast
It beats seventeen fun years of being someones bitch
Don't think (Stay)
Drink your wine (Home)
Watch the fire burn (Be)
His problems not mine (Safe)
Just be that model citizen
I wish I had a schilling
(For each senseless killing)
For every senseless killing
I'd buy a government
America's for sale
And you can get a good deal on it
(A good deal on it)
And make a healthy profit
Or maybe, tear it apart
Start with assumption
That a million people are smart
Smarter than one
Serotonin's gone
She gave up, drifted away
Sara fled, thought process gone
She left her answering machine on
The greeting left spoken sincere
Messages no one will ever hear
Ten thousand messages a day
A million more transmissions lay
Victims of the laissez faire
Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns
A hundred decibels turns to one
One bullet, one empty head
Now with Serotonin gone
The man who used to speak
Performs a cute routine
Feel a little patronized
Don't feel bad
They found a way inside your head
And you feel a bit misled
It's not that they don't care, yeah
The television's put a thought inside your head
Llike a Barry Manilow, jingle
I'd like, to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
A symphonic blank stare, yeah
It doesn't make you care (make you care)
Not designed to make you care (make you care)
They're betting you won't care (you won't...)
Place a wager on your greed
A wager on your pride
Why try to beat them when, a million others tried?
We are the whore
Intellectually spayed
We are the queer
Dysfunctionally raised
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
Living through conformity
One more prayer to keep me safe
One more prayer to keep us warm
One more prayer to keep us safe
There's gonna be a better place
Lost the battle, lost the war
Lost the things worth living for
Lost the will to win the fight
One more pill to kill the pain
Na na na na na
La na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
The going get tough, the tough get debt
Don't pay attention, pay the rent
Next of kins pay for your sins
A little faith should keep us safe
Save us
The human, existence
Is failing, resistance
Essential, the future
Written off, the odds are
Astronomically against us
Only moron and genius
Would fight a losing battle
Against the super ego
When giving in is so damn comforting
And so we go, on with our lives
We know the truth, but prefer lies
Lies are simple, simple is bliss
Why go against tradition when we can
Admit defeat, live in decline
Be the victim of our own design
The status quo, built on suspect
Why would anyone stick out their neck?
Fellow members
Club "We've Got Ours"
I'd like to introduce you to our host
He's got his, and I've got mine
Meet the decline
We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition
In the class war
We are worker
We love our queen
We sacrifice
We're soilent green
We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition
In the class war
-NOFX
i've heard this song twice on the radio lately and both times it has more than made my day. |
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| interesting |
[Sep. 1st, 2004|11:21 pm] |
Pick a band and answer only using that band's song titles: The Ramones
Are you male or female?:Spiderman
Describe yourself: I don't wanna grow up
How do some people feel about you?: loudmouth
How do you feel about yourself?: I wanna be sedated
Describe your girlfriend/boyfriend/interest/spouse: Today Your Love, Tomorrow The World
Where would you rather be?: Rockaway Beach
Describe what you want to be: The Crusher
Describe how you live: We're A Happy Family
Describe how you love: Any Way You Want It
Share a few words of wisdom: I Don't Wanna Go Down To The Basement
Pick a band and answer only using that band's song titles: NOFX (Big Surprise I know)
Are you male or female?: Iron Man
Describe yourself: We Threw Gasoline On The Fire And Now We Have Stumps For Arms And No Eyebrows
How do some people feel about you?: Scavenger Type
How do you feel about yourself?: Take Two Placebos And Call Me Lame
Describe your girlfriend/boyfriend/interest/spouse: Vanilla Sex
Where would you rather be?: It's My Job To Keep Punk Elite
Describe what you want to be: Timmy The Turtle
Describe how you live: Re-gaining Unconsciousness
Describe how you love: Together On The Sand
Share a few words of wisdom:
1. Go To Work Wasted
2. Murder The Government
3. Drop The World
4. Please Stop Fucking My Mom
5. Always Hate Hippies |
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| There once was a man from nantucket |
[Aug. 29th, 2004|10:18 pm] |
I live in a haze of sleep, sweat, and work. In no particular order. Any of these things will happen at nearly any time. For instance! Today on my lunch break I went to McDonalds to inhale something greasy because I love to watch myself decay slowly. When I got back to work I decided that since the boss wasn't there yet I would just lay my head back and take a quick nap in my car. I was sweaty at the time. There perfect example. All three in a go. Anyway though. I really don't do much more at home than work, pine, sleep, and drink the occasional beer with my parents. I haven't smoked a cigarrette since.......Lisa's birthday as far as I can remember. Yeah my life is so fuckin slow right now. Whatever. I don't know why i'd put it in the journal but since I did you lazy bastards better appreciate it. Ok theres other things to do than fill out random quizzes and write this. Plus my pillow is only getting softer.
~Pat
p.s oh yeah. My older brothers friend has taken to calling my pmox funk train. Explain that to me somebody. Oh yeah and one of my friends claims I sound like i'm announcing on the radio all the time. Any input? |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 29th, 2004|10:18 pm] |
The bitch could mow a lawn what can I say. |
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| WHAT?!? |
[Aug. 29th, 2004|10:11 pm] |
Could this mean something? |
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| Right.... |
[Aug. 29th, 2004|10:06 pm] |
interesting.......I thought I was happier than this. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 9th, 2004|02:51 pm] |
| boomsplat's LJ stalker is liberatedmonkey! | | liberatedmonkey is stalking you because they think you are rich and they want your blingbling. They are also in jail for murder! |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 1st, 2004|12:41 am] |
scary when it's almost true......
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