December 2001
where's that guy?
i am 81-100% ghetto i am ghetto fabulous.
hm. something is wrong here.
November 2001
politics.
yeah. dr. rebovich is the fucking man. since i did so good in the class throughout the semester, a few other kids and i got out of having to write the 9-page final paper. solid.
he also called me a child molestor and said i sold dope. but it’s all good.
your nightly news.
back from the j-lab. it’s foggy out. ducks are sleeping. the house is awake.
homework and organizing is a bitch at the moment. yeah. there are always ‘bitches of the moment.’ and those are it. know your place maggot.
how hot is jenifer aniston?
i am 51% ska.
well, maybe i’m trying too hard, maybe i’m not trying hard enough. i shouldn’t forget my roots, and remember that punk and reggae wouldn’t exist without ska. take the ska test at fulai.com if i was a james bond villain, i would be max zorin. i enjoy horse racing, pretending to be sane, and setting off cataclysmic earthquakes. i am played by christopher...
out of all the things.
if you were here, with me, you would see that 23 people out of a possible 141 are ‘away’ on my buddy list.
this poses no problem. no obstacle. no displeasure. absolutely nothing at all.
BET is fun.
yo. i have a roommate for next semester. the roommate i have right now. ha. rock.
‘…and i’m in too deep…’
sweet.
i just realized you can only see the userpics i use if you have me on your friends list, i post in a different journal, or if you are looking at the ‘post comment’ page. so yeah, go comment on this to see the userpic. it’s cool.
haha. wow. i’m dumb.
what's that song?
some [new] news here at…yeah, this web site. this afternoon i spent a little while uploading pictures i can use as userpics. they all are really rad. so over the next few posts|days, i’ll use ‘em.
yeah. keep your pants on.
poop.
random posts.
they’re just fucking random.
my roommate’s screen saver is pretty funky. then again. so is mine.
feeling great.
i fell asleep with the lights on this morning.
it was an experience.
do people actually read these?
apparently, this is now a ‘trend.’
What does your name mean? i’m a motherfucking gift to your world
How old are you? old enough to get away from it all[19]
How old are you mentally (as in are you mature?) forty-fuckin’-five
Describe yourself in 5 words: john is incredibly, amazingly hot.
What are your worst qualities: my inner conflicts
What are your best qualities:...
oprah just said 'bitch.'
no lie. its the 4pm oprah on channel 6. she just said it. i swear to you.
did i tell you that i have a new desktop picture? i don’t think i did. it’s a picture from perceptions.diaryland.com so yeah, if i’m ever talking to you and say that i took the picture thats on my desktop. punch me. cuz i’m lying. it really belongs to bobby burgess. ha. yeah, that was...
why does mr. clean rock so hard?
ok. listen up. don’t get gorditas from taco bell. especially the one in hamilton, nj. that shit was fucking bootleg. oh yeah. i’m back at school. i’ve sort of been putting off posting all of today and last night. being back at school is good. check out drew for some high-quality lego porn. you heard me right. i have this one pic as my new desktop. it’s hot. not...
bad dreams.
the last night of turkey-day vacation brought…nothing. out cold was sorta funny. i still don’t understand bringing a girl to a movie and sucking face with her the whole time. i mean, i dig the fact that it’s fun and all, but why pay 9 bucks when you could do it in your basement? hm. yeah.
http://www.msnbc.com/news/662735.asp?0dm=H11MH
just thought i’d throw that in...
waiting for 9:50
yeah, so jen, nick, bill and i are going to see out cold. maybe i’ll see black night and shallow hal another time. i realized that i really want to see ghost world and made. along with the royal tennenbaums[my brother auditioned for a part in it], but it’s not out yet. i think this is my 32,453,214,521,372,134,782,310th post today. or i could be off by a few. you never know. i...
after this, i'm calling jen.
my afternoon errands sorta fizzled out. i got the ink for my printer, but that was about it. went to two local record stores to find the new river city high album[i felt like getting myself some new music] and ended up empty-handed. sound exchange had some piebald albums, and the piebald|river city high split that i have, but neither the new river city high lp or the piebald double=lp that i...
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its taken me forever to start typing. weird. i woke up about a half hour ago. i have stupid things to do today. like wash my car. my dad and i were supposed to take it in to the shop for its 3,000-mile check-up. alas, today is saturday and i leave tomorrow night. oh well. its about 10,000 miles overdue. i honestly think i’m gonna be doing nothing the rest of today. it feels like...
at least there will always be a toothpick by the...
well. let me sit back and reflect on what i want to say.
eh, no. let’s not. i say, ‘fuck it!’ as anticipated, i went to starbucks to meet jen. however, instead of meeting jen, i met the rest of my fucking high school. this is why i hate holidays. seeing people that you don’t see that often, lest you forget, there is a reason why you don’t see them that...
harry potter? definitley punk rock.
yeah, so, books are better. that’s pretty much all i have to say about that. not that the movie wasn’t good, but the book is definitley better.
this weekend is going by fast, thankfully. last night i just sat on my ass and watched the tailor of panama on dvd. quality. never called laura, for which she called me a ‘loser.’ oh well. i really didn’t feel like...
burp.
gotta love food.
seen and heard around my house in the last 2 mins…”honey, go get those christmas CDs i got for your father.”
wonderful, christmas. especially wonderful when one is broke.
i’m gonna mess around with the ‘currents’ on the friends page a little more. if i can’t fix anything, i’m just gonna leave it. it probably bothers no one...
fruit salad first.
eh. happy turkey day. still haven’t figured out the ‘current’s problem. gonna contact livejournal. also gonna contact the water. yeah. the water in the shower. pizzeace.
cleaning up my childhood.
before i digress, on the bottom of this page…i really don’t know them.[a friends page you blithering idiot]
-oh yeah, if anyone can help me figure out why the fuck there is so much space between the ‘currents’ and their ‘values’ on the friends page, it would be greatly appreciated.
-hm. yes. if you have any idea whatsoever about what i’m talking...
persuasive speech topic
hm. haven’t said much. not gonna say much. i’ll say stuff later though. yeah. that sounds good to me.
company.
i’d like to make this short. i have a 30-pack waiting for the coldness of my fridge.
the play tonite was good. it was more of a musical. based on marriage, the main character was a 30-somethings single male named robert who had friends who were all married. i can’t remember much else about the plot, it was sorta muddled. here’s some highlights: pot, sex, propositioning...
a pause in eternity.
with lack of motivation to do the more constructive things that have to get done this evening, i’m posting.
tom and i are going to see company tonite. then he’s going to the azd date party at 14. i’m not going. just gonna party back here at the house. i can’t take two nights of heavy drinking in a row. not that i wouldn’t mind going, and i thank maureen for...
keep jim tippin away from date parties.
haha. for those of you reading this who know what i’m talking about, you’ll laugh your ass off. for those who don’t, i’m gonna spare jim some embarassment and not tell the story.
otherwise, zta’s date party was absolutely awesome. had so much fun. got really drunk. i want to say congrats to allison on getting a big bro and congrats to my big bro on something...
how does it feel?
that’s what i want to know.
just had a nice little chat room experience with the VT posse. i miss that shit. i’m sure the same goes for them. working on getting sarah and kev down here to party. on a more unfortunate note, i’m mourning the loss of a very special friend tonite. a friend that brought many happy moments…
ma dukes. you will be missed.
gotta go j-lab...
nice class, no class.
what the fuck?
ok, that’s what i got when i first took the test.
this is what happened when i took the test without filling out any answers whatsoever.
corey feldman just so happens to be the same person and percentage that the proprietor of the test got when he/she/it took it.
clearly, we need more of these.
the guats, they're everywhere.
thank god for advanced speech comm.
in 7th grade, for my middle school’s fine arts festival, i entered into the speech contest. i thought i’d wow the history and langauge arts teachers[who were the judges] by memorizing abraham lincoln’s emacipation proclimation. it took a lot of work, but i did it. and when it came time to give my speech, i gave it with much gusto[just like...
this is all that matters.
fuali.com is a complete waste of time. i am 27% geek.
i probably work in computers, or a history
deptartment at a college. i never really
fit in with the ‘normal’ crowd. but i have
friends, and this is a good thing.
"watch out honey, some planes are falling."
this sucks. fucking bin laden.
anyway, faggot john hid the entry where i tore him a new asshole. so i called him a pussy again on a new entry. go check it out and laugh. and call him a pussy, cuz that’s what he is.
we were supposed to have our composite pictures today but the guy never showed up. then we were supposed to play phi tau 2 in football. that never happened. what did...
full collapse.
wow. a lot to write about. where to start? my hoodie smells like julie. which is nice. i need to change the cds in my car. that’s nice too. a fresh music selection always give you a new sense of being. i saw some more ironic shit on the way back to school tonite. i can’t exactly remember what it was though. it was good too. you know? one of those things you keep saying to...
i love this weather.
interesting enough, as i was driving home, i saw a quickcheck convienence[sp?] store billboad on 206 advertising their coffe that was “computer-timed for ultimate freshness…”
i don’t know. maybe its just me. that sounds a little ironic though. i can’t imagine something being labled ‘fresh’ as a result of artificial rendering. on to more important...
bring your whole crew.
its only saturday. feels like sunday. had fun hanging out with julie. too bad she had to go home, but we’ll definitley hang out sometime soon. the party that looked like it was gonna suck actually all of a sudden turned good. but that means it was busy. anyways. i’m still fucking tired. i have to give all the receipts to ross. so i can get $$$ back. yeah, i’m still...
the fresh smell of stale alcohol in the morning.
don’t you love it.
hm. 6am bedtimes and caviar dreams.
retraction.
please excuse last entry. user was unaware of state of inebreation. did not even realize he was typing.
these eyes have seen too much.
i’m not even a quater of a century old yet and i know deep inside you that you’ve seen enough to last any previous generations a life-time. now, if that doesn’t speak volumes for the lack of quality of life in this country today, honestly my friends, i don’t know what does.
i thank the gods for my friends. without them i’d be lost. we are living life to the...
the future is back.
doc brown and marty[not really. thanks doc taitsman] said my knee is basically fine. all the pain and swelling was from a big bruise[which is still there] on my knee cap. i have a cyst or whatever full of fluid, but that’ll go away. its ‘developmental.’ hey. cool. all that sucks is the physical therapy and motrin i gotta take. sucks to be me.
j-labbin'
actually got shit done. tonite is study night pretty much. i have a few more things to do, then i’m gonna relax pretty much the rest of the week. i love it when things are good.
“i’m a fish outa water, i thought you knew…”
-opm
knee.
yeah. it’s fine. the MRI results just said there is some fluid and what not. no tear. we’ll see what doc brown says. thanks for all your concern.
in desperation.
still waiting for friday. we’re having a party.
bordem struck. i didn’t take cover. checked out make.out.club for the first time in a while. not much has changed there. updated my profile: rockyoursocksnj[its also my aol im screen name for the uninformed]. realized i need the new piebald double-cd. put that in my ‘cart’ along with some acoustic comp. too bad i...
anality.
maybe i’m just a little too post-happy today.
“experience is the name everyone gives to their mistakes.”
-oscar wilde
procrastination rules.
motivation, such an aggravation
accusations, don’t know how to take them.
inspirations, getting hard to fake it
concentration, never hard to break it
-sum 41
toying aorund with the site. obviously. i always am. nothing major of course, just put up a link to the old site. talked to jill and jimmy eat world, weezer, tenacious d, get-up kids, etc. are gonna be out by her in december. ...
a place for my head.
so some of the site is up. thats pretty much all i have to upload as of now, the meat[beef…whatever] of it is still under severe construction. so deal.
hm. i just sat here for about 2.5 mins listening to sonic breaker by a webster hall dj. my thought process drawing a total blank. motherfucker. oh. now ludacris is on.
there’s a new addition to my room[besides my big...
notice.
ftp finally works. fucking rider net.
convo.
>From: Bonethugs9000@aol.com
>To: hamo4@hotmail.com
>Subject: convo
>Date: Tue, 30 Oct 2001 22:28:18 EST
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forgetfullness.
is that spelled right? probablee not.
i neglected to tell you all that i set up some new domains:
old.about-blank.net[takes you to the old about:blank which is still up]
journal.about-blank.net[takes you right here]
i’m pretty sure that’s all. all of rider’s IT was down this weekend, so even if i had a chance to upload the new site. it wasn’t gonna happen. still...
oh what a night.
i bet you’re wondering what the hell the last couple of posts and comments are about. yeah. so am i. ha. my weekend was shaping up to be pretty beat. i stayed home saturday night instead of going down to robyne’s. i missed a good party. so instead, i went down early saturday evening and hung out with her, craig, and her sister. watched the diamondbacks kick ass[told you...
wait a minute. it's go-time.
yo. it’s sunday night. wait a minute. nooooooooooo. ok, yes. wait. it’s go-time again. hmm.
yeah.
mmm.
yo. love stinks is fucking hilarious.
hm. yeah.