| Holy Fuck it's been a while |
[15 Dec 2009|05:03am] |
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Jesus, I look back at all of this... speechless is what i am.
i used to be able to spill my thoughts onto this without a problem. what happened? i can barely do a paragraph now. super sad if you ask me. i miss the good ol days of coming online to check your livejournal. back before facebook, back before myspace. this was the happening spot. no "john doe likes this" or "omg go comment my pix!!1" bullshit. just being able to tap into a good friends thoughts. read about their woe's and adventures, have people give their two-cents about what had just happened to you.
we're in the age of social networking. seems like a pretty neat idea but take a few steps back and its not so great. im tired of hitting up a good show and seeing nothing but sea of cellphones in the air. i went and saw morrissey the other night at the fox in pomona and there was this group of friends just behind us ignoring the show and doing nothing but taking snapshots of each other... taking angled-self-shots in the crowd. bullshit if you ask me.
i remember buying a piece of shit disposable camera at the liqour store then heading out to a circle jerks show... i was thrilled to go print out the 24 exposures a whole week later. now we feel the need to take 800+ shitty pictures at some local hole in the wall bar or a piece of shit club. and if you ask me 95% percent of those pictures come out looking like total garbage! people used to cherish the 24 shots they were limited to. thats why i think pics from then were better. ppl waited for the right moment. they were cautious about taking that next shot. they weren't worried about uploading errors to their mobile picture folders. not worrying about their 8gb memory card running out of space.
god time flies by so quickly. feels like just last week i was celebrating my 21st bday at a buzzcocks show... feels like i was still living on ramona blvd... when life was careless, no responsibility.
i guess im not a fan of this age of social networking. im an old school type of guy. but fuck you, i know i'll be a hypocrite in about a week and say something along the lines of "haha oh shit i gotta show everybody on facebook this" meh. whatever.
this was pointless and had no direction so sorry if i wasted a few minutes of your time with this =P
just quite the trip to go down memory lane once again.
until 2011, toodle-loo.
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| it's been a while |
[28 Dec 2007|10:35pm] |
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wow, its been almost one year to the date since my last real entry to this website. so much has changed...
should i fill you in?
...na.
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| zzz...zzz...zzz... |
[20 Mar 2007|11:20pm] |
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So if there's anybody out there reading this that thinks they know me, then you might know that I am an avid fan of sleep. In fact, some may think that i sleep a lot. Which brings me to this.
I've had this dream a few times. It's pretty crazy, as most dreams are. But insignificant. Well, here's how it goes...
In this dream I open my eyes and wake up. But not in a bed, or a couch, or even indoors. I find myself laying face up in a parking lot. It's a mall parking lot with no cars in sight. No traffic. No people. Just this awkward calm & silence. So I get up and take a look around. I can't tell if it's early or late. All i can tell is that it's an overcast day. Nothing is wet, so it hasn't rained. but its nice and cool. you know, just one of those days.
So i stand around for about a minute then decide to take a stroll through the mall. maybe there are people in there. or, maybe i can do some free shopping.
as i take my first step through the mall doors, i can instantly tell that im the only one there. pure silent hill status. anyways, im in no hurry at all. actually, im pretty calm about my situation at hand.
so im strolling through the mall just as i would on any regular day. except this mall is deserted, not abandoned or anything. just empty. i decided to check out parts of the mall that normally would be off limits to me. i walk through the big steel doors that lead to the back corridors of the mall. nothing but cold concrete and gray bricks and piping up above me.
as im walking through these corridors i go through door, after door, after door. eventually i end up not knowing what part of the mall im in. so i decide to continue my door marathon leading me to a final door.
i opened the door and peeked in not being able to see what i was walking into only because the room was pitch black. i was completely in the dark black room. i couldn't even see my hand in front of my face. i heard the door behind me coming to a close. it slammed on my back and this is the weird thing. the door that closed almost felt forced on my back. the same kind of force that is applied when your on your back. and here's the funny thing, i was on my back. and the pitch black that i was in was the back of my eyelids.
I opened my eyes and there I was again. at the beginning of the dream only to be wakened by a flock of about thirty crows swooping over my body. i picked myself up, looked around, and did the whole thing over again.
This dream repeats itself until i wake up. it's really weird. I always wondered if it meant something. but then i say, eh, its just a stupid dream.
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| Goodbye 2006, Hello 2007 |
[29 Dec 2006|05:17pm] |
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Celebrating a new year is overrated. There. I said it.
Why don't we celebrate the transition from from one decade to another? March to April? or a Monday to a Tuesday? or the moment the clock strikes 4:00pm? I don't know. I think i'm thinking too hard right now.
Anyways im stuck in this routine. It goes something like: work, sleep, sleep some more, sit here, and repeat. Time to change it up.
Well im going to get wasted Sunday night, not in celebration of a new year, but just cause i like getting drunk with my friends.
Worst entry ever.
Have a good one
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| Just great... |
[21 Aug 2006|03:41pm] |
some of you have heard me bitch about my ear lately...
okay so i finally went to see a doc because of my ear today. so im in there right, he comes in and we talk a little. he goes "ok let me check your good ear" and he does and he says "it looks great" and then he goes to check my bad ear and he goes "oooohhh"
so if thats not a bad sign, i dont know what is!
turns out i damaged my ear drum pretty bad up in that gay mountain. he took a look at it and saw a fucking scratch and small traces of blood on my fucking ear drum!! thats the reason why its felt plugged and full for the past few days. so he gives me a little advice and writes up my prescription. then before he leaves he turns to me and says...
"i hope your not a musician :( "
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| w00t!!1! |
[23 Jul 2006|07:18pm] |
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wooo i got a job at best buy!
...again :)
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| YouTube's new policy says "we own your content" |
[20 Jul 2006|09:53pm] |
"
�by submitting the User Submissions to YouTube, you hereby grant YouTube a worldwide, non-exclusive, royalty-free, sublicenseable and transferable license to use, reproduce, distribute, prepare derivative works of, display, and perform the User Submissions in connection with the YouTube Website�"
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| DAMN DAMN |
[03 Jun 2006|09:46pm] |
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So im sitting at my computer bored off my ass when i hear an extremely loud screeching noise and a huge crash outside, so instinctivly i ran outside, not to be nosey, but to make sure everybody was okay.
this guy in a white blazer plowed right through my neighbors fence, over his lawn into his van and breaking the wall to his garage.
so i was outside and that was what i saw. the blazer resting there. a few seconds later the guy started to reverse. he was sorta stuck so he was struggling. he made it out and peeled and took off. so i was like oooh fuck no you did not just destroy my neighbors car and are about to escape. so i run inside and get my keys and i take off after him to at least get his plates. little do i know my dad already took off after him.
so im flying down the street and notice my dad infront of me and he makes a sudden u-turn.
i was like wtf. then boom.
I WRECKED MY DADS CAR!!!
I t-boned my own dad. aint that some shit. he's alright and everything. after that we just went back and helped our neighbor out. anyway my front end is a mess. and his drivers side is pretty bad :(
BUT....Here comes the irony....I have a brand new Front End sitting in my garage waiting to be put on my car (s14 Kouki Conversion). i guess everything worked out in a weird way. they caught the guy in the blazer (down by cowboy burger), i already have a new front end, and my dads old ass car is wrecked but he's been talking about getting a new car anway so he's probably gonna do that sooner now.
weird day.
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| yessss!!! |
[10 May 2006|03:51pm] |
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i just got a fucking ticket for not stopping at a school bus' flashing red stop sign. yessss!!! thank you baldiwn park school police!!! hoorrayy for traffic school...
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[07 May 2006|02:34pm] |
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fuck ufck ufkc.....anyway shit.
we had a gig last night and it was going pretty cool up until the po-po rolled on in and killed it. so we ended up moving the show to the other side of town. it took foooreever to get that shit going though. anyway, we ended up finishing our set. then the next band was up. but during that this nasty brawl broke out amongst these chicks. they went at it, but once they started slamming this poor girls head into the wall i thought that was enough so we broke that shit up. it was fucking havoc. anyway here i am bored. i've got fucking mude in my nostrils from last nights dirt pit....fuck i hate those only cuz i get to wake up the next morning with mud in my head. ha.
anyway, this is gay. im out.
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| phuck |
[10 Apr 2006|01:53am] |
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well well well, i almost forgot about the whole livejournal shindig, since the whole myspace thing is like taking over the world and whatnot. anyway, fuck myspace, its boring (yet i still check it everyday). so whats up? where ya been? what have you been up to? what am i doing now? well im still here, still in bp, still doing the same ol' shit, the same ol' is getting really fucking old by now. i think we've done everything there is to do in this town and its surrounding areas. this place blows. end of discussion. (there was a discussion?)
anyway, i havent really been up to anything new. im still unemployed, still bitter about getting laid off from best buy, im not really pushing myself to find another job, but i really should be. but i guess its okay because im a "full time musician" and that bullshit or whatever. but thats still no excuse, who am i kidding? im lazy ok, i know. i dont need to hear it cuz i've heard it everywhere. stfu.
well im still doing the band thing. the whole peeping pervz shit. i guess its fun...sometimes. it sucks being the only sober dude in the band. thats all i have to say about that. so we're headed up north next weekend. we're gonna record an official demo (finally. it only took 3 years. and by official i mean 'not recorded on some shitty tape with shitty mics in a shitty garage') and we're gonna do it in san fransisco! sweet, a road trip, gotta love road trips...oh no wait, im gonna be the only sober one in the car....tons of fun, yesssss. why am i bitching about that? cuz im not into it ok. fuck off.
so yeah i bet your asking "well why the fuck are you going all the way to sf to record just a demo?" yeah. i know. tell me about it. i ask myself the same thing. i didnt plan it out ok. if i planned it out it would have been finished by now. actually, it would have been finished a few years ago.
im bored. sorry for rambling. eat shit.
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| 15,000 layer Photoshop file. |
[03 Apr 2006|02:56pm] |
Bert Monroy released his latest Photoshop painting this week after 11 months of work with an estimated 2,000 hours. The attention to detail is amazing in this 10 foot wide poster.
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[30 Jan 2006|11:38pm] |
LibertadJuarez: you still working best buy?
NOFXguy55: :'(no
NOFXguy55: i was used
NOFXguy55: Used!
LibertadJuarez: aww
NOFXguy55: damn seasonal shit.
LibertadJuarez: oh.
LibertadJuarez: fuuck.
NOFXguy55: but hey at least i got some goodies while i was there
LibertadJuarez: true
NOFXguy55: discounts u know
LibertadJuarez: yeah haha
LibertadJuarez: so what are you doing now?
NOFXguy55: im a full-time perv now.
NOFXguy55: and well, looking for work.
LibertadJuarez: lmfao.
LibertadJuarez: yeah, i read about that in your lj.
NOFXguy55: yeah it was weird
LibertadJuarez: odd occupation, dont you think?
NOFXguy55: haha
NOFXguy55: it was like "hey tony wanna be a perv with us again?"
NOFXguy55: "ya sure! see ya tomorrow. click"
LibertadJuarez: lol
LibertadJuarez: aaahh, the band
LibertadJuarez: i get it now
LibertadJuarez: lmfao
NOFXguy55: lol you barely got it?
LibertadJuarez: yes!
NOFXguy55: like a week later!?
LibertadJuarez: the whole time i was thinking badly of you
LibertadJuarez: lmfao
NOFXguy55: wooooaaahhh there!!!!
NOFXguy55: noooooooo non o noooo...
LibertadJuarez: hahaha
NOFXguy55: maybe i shoulda been more clearer
LibertadJuarez: lol yeah
LibertadJuarez: why do you think i said "odd occupation"
NOFXguy55: now i got people thinking im an actual pervert hahaha
LibertadJuarez: lmfao
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I REALLY need to clear something up...
the other day i posted something along the lines of "I might be a PERV again"
let me just make it clear that i didnt mean i was actually going to become some kind of pervert or anything along the lines of that at all!!! somebody i know actually thought that was what i meant but NO NO NOOOOOOO!
what i meant was that i was going to be a peeping perv again! anyway might as well spam you guys and gals now.
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