how vain it is to sit down to write

I just puked from fucking smoking too much.

I was laughing while talking to somebody and all of the sudden I leaned over and vomit poured out of my mouth for like a second, then I was shocked as hell for a few seconds, said something like "I just fucking puked," then a waterfall came gushing out of my body.

While the other person was watching the entire time.

I'm geeking out so bad right now.

i just signed up for a twitter account
add me you fucking assholes!
let's be friends
:)
my username is gregbucket


(does ANYONE read my livejournal? seriously...)

i had coffee accidentally mixed with tea today when i went out for breakfast/lunch
it actually tasted pretty good
O_o

With my mom working in a thrift shop, I'd have to say that the best thing she ever unearthed was an unopened box of Tampax supers from 1986, complete with a hard plastic tampon carrier for your purse. I think half of my body died when she threw the box at me and said something about plugs.



I really admire people who are disconnected from the world wide web; people who don't sit on Facebook for hours and however else my generation is rotting its brains. They're really the only people I hang out with recently.

It is SO unbelievably hard trying to find any kind of amusement on the internet after not owning a computer for over a year. I should be proud of this, about eradicating any dependence on the internet for entertainment. I have retracted myself from my usual haunts and habits online (which was all about downloading music and clicking on every music blog I came across, bookmarking the best ones), and now all I can find to do is watch movies and TV shows (hehe) on YouTube. Occasionally I remember a few websites I used to go on and I check up on them, but they primarily have to do with bands and there's not a lot to be had on message boards about a person who died years and years ago. I want to be able to be up-to-date in the music biz; I undoubtedly have no fucking clue what is happening in the music world and I have been out of the loop for so long. When I listen to music on websites like YouTube and MySpace, I'm usually listening to bands that are 20 years old at least. I used to know of all the bands that came out that year--now, I am filing through Wal-Mart CD racks, all of the music stores having gone out of business close to six years ago because of everyone using the internet instead. (Thank you for that. Us cavepeople REALLY appreciate it.) People would mention a band or artist and I would list off my favorite songs. It makes me feel disconcerted, because I used to be on top of shit. It makes me upset and frustrated that I cannot discover and know about ANYTHING--books, movies, music, and anything else my generation finds on the web--without a computer on my lap. Television is useless; I could buy pretentious and stupid magazines like Blender and Spin for five bucks a pop, which, much like what everyone else says, ain't happenin'. I don't think I even like half or more than half of the music covered in magazines. It goes without saying there is NO music scene to be had in this town. I feel like I am floating on a lifeboat in the middle of an ocean, with nothing for company but what looks like an infinity of water. I have to hum something I have never heard before to know that there is still music being made. I have to recall memories buried in my mind from when I was five years old. I have to look through bookshelves in the only book store and the only library to find horrible and trite novels that I wouldn't lay a finger on.

I should be a little proud, but I just feel unsettled.

dogs are so fucking annoying.

actually, no. dogs that aren't TRAINED are so fucking annoying. owners not training their dogs, instead thinking that dogs can understand the english language so just yell "SHUT UP!" and "STOP!" at them when they are doing something irritating or bad, are annoying.

if your dog sits at windows and barks wildly ALL DAY LONG, maybe you should y'know, do something about it, instead of simply yelling at him to be quiet. they don't know what "be quiet" means until you teach them what it means. if you don't know how to teach/train a dog to understand select words, and you won't take the time to educate yourself, it doesn't make sense that you have a dog in the first place.

if your dog hangs her head over your food when you are eating anywhere but the dining room table, let's say you're eating on the couch, and drools all over your food because she wants some, maybe you should teach her not to beg. she may understand what "get down" means, but she does not know that begging for your food is bad. if you sometimes get mad at her for begging, but other times decide that feeding her from your plate isn't a bad idea, you're a dunce. (what i always do when i am at my dad's house is put whatever leftover food i have in buffer's dish. i don't wait until i am simply finished eating to give him a bite of food--he will still associate me sitting and eating with me giving him food. fortunately, he no longer begs.)

i love dogs, i just hate that so many of them are raised uncultivated.

me and some other bodies watched this ^ like ten times in a row and laughed our asses off so hard that i was crying

i love gibby haynes.

"happiness is only real when shared"

music is only real when shared
music sounds and feels so much better when sitting around listening to music with enthusiastic friends
the passion flows
your mind opens

i used to think about creating my own music blog
but then i didn't have a computer anymore so that idea went kaput

i want john motherfucking frusciante (frubear) to marry me and cuddle with me and sing to me forever
god i love this man
FRUBEAR IS GOD ACTUALLY
FRUBEAR I LOVE THIS MAN
i want to buy like 34 t-shirts of him and wear them all at once!
<3<#<#<3<#<#<#<#<#<#<#3<3<3<3<3<#<3<#<#<#<3<3<#<#<#<#<#<3<#<##<#<#<#<3<3<3<

(# is when you REALLY FUCKING LOVE SOMEBODY OBVIOUSLY)

when i was like 10 years old, and my dad just bought a computer, i used to go on nsync message boards and websites and pm everybody telling them to back off, justin timberlake is MINE and MINE ONLY, otherwise i would kill them
i wouldn't kill anybody right now, but that's how i feel about john frubunny
i'm a total and unapologetic teenybopper about him
i had a wet dream about him once, or maybe a couple, i don't know
it was nice though
maybe i'll paste little pictures of him on the inside of my glasses so ALL I'LL SEE IS JOHN FRUSCIANTE

so after a night of smoking myself retarded, i check my email and find that i may get hired as transportation security. a.k.a., homeland security!

i have to schedule a 2 1/2 hour long computerized test.

it's a federal government job.

my face:

O_____________O

mostly because it's ironic as fuck.

unrelated, watch (or rather, listen to) this video and sing along!

i don't know how to begin to describe my appreciation for this man. i suppose i could start by saying that i have been listening to his music for the past few days straight and i cannot bring myself to stop. he makes me cry, and in that way, he helps. he makes me nostalgic. he makes me feel warm and fuzzy. he makes me feel relaxed. he makes me feel unbearably sad. he makes me feel okay.

i cry my fucking eyes out to this song:



sometimes i think that i actually fall in love with the musicians that i admire and musicians who i would take a bullet for. even his southern accent is adorable.

i wish i could live in his beard. i wish i could eat cookies with him. i want him to never ever cut his hair. i want to sit and listen to him sing and play guitar for me, because his recorded music is nothing compared to just him and a guitar. i want to be his friend.

he is absolutely amazing. i want to hug him. i can't even comprehend how grateful i am for him lately. he's kept me sane. he is nothing short of a genius.

besides, he's a total hippie.


<3

so, i just wanted to warn everybody that now that we have a black man as president who attended a muslim school once means that we're a terrorist country!

because, you know, barrack obama is a terrorist. he's secretly muslim.

courtesy of redneck, right-wing, ignorant, retard motherfucking conservatives found in the breakwater restaurant two hours ago while me and kyle were getting breakfast this morning. redneck, right-wing, ignorant, retard motherfucking conservatives who all need their coffee poured onto their dicks rather than into their mugs. can't forget the waitress who walked up to them wearing an apron wrapped around her head.

i just kind of humiliated myself in the computer lab
by having a FLY STUCK IN MY HAIR
has that ever happened to you?
what a dumbass fly
"ohhhh, lookie, something i can GET TANGLED UP IN! i'm going to fly right into it and buzz around!"
disgusting!
flies stuck in my hair
humph

i'm really paranoid it's still in there
my hair isn't even that long or thick
i just took a shower goddamnit! :[

i just want to say that kat bjelland looked like a douchebag during the kinder whore era.



i don't give a shit who came up with the whole babydoll/kinder whore look, but courtney is the ONLY ONE who could pull it off. she looked amazing and totally hot back then. kinder whore is courtney, NOT kat. kat just looked horrible. it didn't suit her at all.



either way, courtney could contend with michael jackson today over plastic surgery; she ruined her looks completely. she looks terrible now, even though there are exceptional instances where she looks good (and human). and it pisses me off that kat is STILL wearing babydoll dresses. uh, what. you're almost 50 dude. though you haven't changed much, you're still not as good looking as the way your formal rival USED to look.



courtney looks like another rich and skinny cliche who constantly overdresses and is seen wearing hideous clothing that probably cost upwards of two grand. it makes me really sad.

KENNY VS. SPENNY DOING A "WHO CAN SMOKE MORE WEED" EPISODE?????!?!?!?!?!?

NO FUCKING WAY! I CAN'T WAITTTTT i really think i pissed my pants in glee when i read that on wikipedia. IT WAS INEVITABLE AND IT'S FINALLY FUCKING HAPPENING! i've always dreamed of it and talked about it with people. "can you imagine if they did a weed episode? do you know how awesome that would be?" drunkenness, acid trips AND stoned? i love this show. and i REALLY WANT TO SEE SPENNY BAKED. because i'm assuming kenny is baked all the fucking time.

if they disappoint, i'll dress in black.

i wish i could go back in time.

It makes me fucking sick.