Thursday, October 23, 2003
Dreww? I drinken review.
Dreww? I drinken review.
Fuck.
Drew is a guy that I know . he is younger than me but smarter. He is knowing him since I was in grade 9 ,. 4 and half years aho. I meet him from chat I trhink. I was frinds with chad from wresting. He was in wrestking too. While sparing with chad his bokers rpad up and I saw his sack. But I nevrr told hom cuse that was kind gross. He got hurt when we wer at rockies and he qut. Then I for got about drew until he sheowd up aty oewns house for lunch ever day. He was one of the ghuys who set powen on fire with a juice boix . we destroyed his house and ate all hic food. Drew was in the dirk haywood showe. I don’t remember his name buty he played a gauy guy. It was funny. He was in bed with chad. Chat taped over it. Chat is a jerk now. He has a car. Drew hit his car into a poll. Not a person. But a poll poll. How derwish of him . drww likes to pretend that his he jewish.
He name s aways say so. So what is the meaning of life? Drew won’t tell me.
He is smat but he won’t tell.
Fucl..he dates a hgrils namd jessica. She is amall and I called her loki.
Comiputer fucking crashed twice while writtting this. Makes me want to kill the earth.
For the record, I had 5 too manky drinks tonight.
Drew. He liks good musio for th most part. One of the few people who I respect ebverything he says. May not agreew with everythinhg he says, nbut I have to respect it. He likes ome music that I think is lame. But he likes. I like the movies that he thinks is lame, but he is gay and what does he know.
Kill Bill kicked ass so you can burn in hell fucker.
Happieness sucked ass so you can fucking die.
Yeah thatrs right! Fuck you!
So drww is a guy that I know. He is one of the old school kids rfom evrn hardy, who was on the SrC when I was. He made Patcow mad sometimes which is always a good think. Fucking cows. I wanti to bne sober so I can enjoy this review or its finklrn fuck.
I don’t know. I fdeel like I am going to fall of chair. This may not be the best time to write because I am fucked in tha ss. Buy the berr. I hate beer. Id on’t dienk;t it. Dreww drinks beer. I got him some harp oin night. It is good bere. But I odn’ty drink it cuse its beer. Drew sometimes place the guitar. He says we should start a band and I agree. Ska music is good muiic. Dispite some people who say that trumpets are lame. I like the. Kristie cookies plays and I use dto date her. She would be good of r the band. Super rad. So whats up with drew you may ask? Well he goes to school. And he colours his hair red. Which I lilke. Red is the best hair coulour. Freckles kick ass. But that is because I am irish and I libe freckles. And boobies. Drew does not come off as a man who likes boobies. But maybe he does.
Fuck what do you say about am man you know nothing abouyt? Cuse rewally I don’t know drew that well. He likes the band sloan. And drinking booze. But really who doesn’t like sloan and drinking bopoze. The spell check on this computer is fixing may of my drunkin spelling mistakes automatickly. But some it leabs druink. So who is the man bening the drew? His mom. His mom makes the best lunches. And no matter how much I asked him to ask him mom to make me one, he never did. I would have paid him money to get him mom to make me lumch but he did ever do it. She would send him cake every day. But he never got fat. Drew is a skinny man. I would guess him at around 130 lbs. D
Who know what pissed me of? Feminists. Fuck they should all doie. Or at least suck a dick of two.
Drw is a guy that I know. He helped run tha battle of tha bamd that failed.
Failed so badly I t made uis cry for shame. SRC be damned. I am going to give the new SRC cookes, and then give mrP a laxitive to him.
So… I wonder if I should senfd this to drw wwhen I am down, or proffe read when sober and then send? It would take away the fun of a drunkedn review if I swent it whole sober.
So
What can I say about drw.
Ine time myself and drew stole lances care. Wwe were going to hide it in a place so he couldn’t find it, nbut instead we pushed it down a hill into a van. I started to laugh but drew just sat down and looked ill. A crazy hippy almost beat the crap out of me. He owend the van but I calmed him down. Cuse I am slick and smooth and totally cool. SGI tricked drew into saying that it was all my fault so that they (SGI wouldn’t have to pay, but then luckly my dads layor got me off so I only had to pay 250 for it. And I had to pay for drews tickey to see goldfinger. Which was fair cuse he had to [pay more for his licnend cuse of me. And him. It was his idea too! Fucking SGI I wasn’t in control of the vicheile. I was pushing it. Then the hill took it and puched it isn’et andf fuckied that van. Lance hated me. But I like lance. Alance and dre go way back. School the same back in the day. I don’t know what school but it was with chad and ryan. Lance went to murry and stayed away from me. Lamce is in abamnd and makes noice when he drinks.
Drew mnade asprin in school and I told him to take it. I dount it would I have worked. How strong could it be if drew made it? Fuck whjen you styart thinking about it. I can remember a lot about the guy.
One time I was at ownes and I took some hockey tape and I taped him up. I staped up his hands then I taped his hands to his legs, then he was stupid and pput his head down, as if to stop me, and I just taped his head to his hands and legs. He was stuck good. Hockey take is a fuxking bitych. Had to cut his hair I think and wash it is ownes hoswe. But drew is a big mashoganist and he liked it.
So if you see drew, feel ftree to hit him with some blunt object, cuse he is into that kinda thing.
He says he isn’t, but really I know he is.
Ever every oine knew drew, every one would go to his site. And then mine. And thety would see how drunk I am.
God I should be in bed. This review just keeps going. So I would give drew 4 out of five styarrs and I would say that he is this summers must see movie.
I would also say a lot of things, if I could remember hoaf of the,
If you were drew would you:
A: Jenna Bush
B: Nerf Herder
C: Compuyter scrfeen
D: Things I see around my computer”
E: It took m,e too long to remember what came after d I won’t care about e.
So If you seedrew at the uofs be sure to say hi, because he won’t know who you are.
Drew is the kind of guy who remembers everything. I remember in grade nine he told cherel his icq number. I thought that was stupid. Who would remember such a stupid number when you could tel them your email address? Sometimes he shows pff with shit like that.
But at least he is back on the dark side of things. You know what I’m taling about. His mom reads this so I won’t say anything too too bad. Like the time that me and him killed that hooker and raped her dead body. That would get him in trouble with his mom.
He was a good mab. He was a strong man. I remember in grade 9 when I was all about oing to the gym and becime ing a strong man and derew told me and chad that working out was for fags. Then in grade 12 he would always work out and I would sit at home and sleep and call him a fag and send dirty emails to his super sexy cousin in outlook not so good.
Drew has a hot cousin. If you ewver are with drew ask for a picture. Great for any spank bank.
Even the girls think she is a fox. Which is weird because… well…. Yeah.
Man I keep going. Io was worried I wouldn’t have anything to say about the single most dull guy I know. I would hate to think what would happen if I had to write about someone intresting like… anton…. Or someone.
I have not been thin sdrink snce I was was at sloan. I should have drank more that night. I swas sober by the time I meet the band.
I got Nicoles underpants singend, fuckersd.
You know the thing about drew is he like oreos. He made my grade weekend worth whiole. I got to drive tyl;ers car, while tyler puked out the back window, anton laughed at tyler and drew ate oreas and sat shotgun. Ahain. I won’t say much of why that was such a good drive, but you should already know.
I also stole the tao of shot gun from drew and geoff and got makrds for it in English writing class.
I don’t know if drew knew that. It was funny. It was his idea, he wrote it, I rewrote it and then handed it in and it workd. Good thing he didn’t hand it in.
If I was on fire I would roll on the ground. I was listing to a song about firew when I wrote that. Yeah.
Drew often finds himself backing into polls anmd ruining his moms car. He says he doesn’t care about money, or cars, but it is a huge pain for him mom so he doesn’tw ant to do that any more. So jucty for fun I hit his car with a bat and slashed his tires. Hahah that wsa a good night.
They say drew is a man of mainy talents. I say he isn’t a man at all.
If Drew was a horse he would most likely be dead by now. Because I think he broke his arm once. And they kill horses with broken arms. Or legs. Horxe don’t have arms… haahhahahahahahahahahahaha aahhhh ilaugh out liid at my own joke. I’m so lame when I am drunk.
One time I called drew and asked him what he was up too, he said he was doin laundry. But really he was jacking off in his sock. Which is the same thing when you think about it.
I am running pout of things to say about this hgiuy now. I waonder when I will stop. I could go on forever aboyt uselsess crap that has nothingf to do with my skinny friend drew. But I th ink I won’t.
Lalal.
In the summer we would stay up till 6-7 in the morning listening to cool music in his car or adriannas house. Then we would go home and sleep thje day away…. Only to do it again the next day. Good times.
I have been writing now for almost 40 minutes . unless my clo9ck lieks to me about fucking die you jew bastard!
Yeah,
I better stop now. This would ne a pain to read. It is sooo long now. Well I may write more about the man some othe rnight when I am drunk. Kinda sad that I got drunk just so I could wroite this. And so…. Fuck off! Yeah jew!
That one was for travis.
Well I’m out. I’ll see you all around or not,
Fuck off.
SEAN!!!!
Monday, October 20, 2003
The Last Nail
Well, it is finaly done. The last nail is in the coffin, and i feel hate, pain, and relief. Much like watching someone die of cancer, our last days dragged on for far too long. One of thoes situations where it would have been better of if the plug had been pulled a long long time ago.
It should have been easyier than it was. It was best in the end to do what had to be done, but there is always that part of you that wished they had lived a little longer, even though you knew there life was only pain.
After being part of some ones life for that long, for better or for worse it will change you. No matter how much you would like to think yourself above all of that, it can't ever leave you unmarked. So dispite knowing it is for the best, knowing it is better now that it is over, knowing that now finaly i can move on. It still hurts.
Thank you for your time,
SEAN
Saturday, October 11, 2003
Reinventing Axl Rose
From the great planes to Niagara, rout 66 straight to California…
Do you ever get that funny feeling deep down in your chest when you are in love with some one? When hearing their voice, makes feeling swell inside you, a simple smile can turn the worst day of your life into pure happiness? Washing away all the bad and horrible things in your life. When the feeling inside you swells to such a size that you fell as if you will explode? All you want to do is latch onto them and never ever let go?
Then, then when they so leave… you feel like you are dying. Like your soul left with them and your heart sinks to an unimaginable low, and the only thing keeping you going is the desperate hope that you just may see them again?
I have not felt this way in years, and years. The kind of over whelming emotion is something that I am just plain not used to and I am starting to scare myself! I make fun of people for being this way on a semi-daily basis! How could I allow myself to fall so in love with some one who may not even know who I am?
Then to make it worse again, my love is the band Against Me!
Every time I hear one of their songs, my chest swells with love. I want to write their lyrics on the walls of my room, build shrines in their honour across the city. Hand out bundles of burnt CDs to random strangers on the street. I want to show the world what true love is!
Yet, I still worry. There is that feeling deep down inside me, that maybe; just maybe… they aren’t as good as I think they are. I mean, I know that most people wouldn’t like this type of music. No matter how many times Nathen or Dave make me listen to apes screaming at each other I know I will never love rap. So I do understand that people may not like this music…so I find myself in an odd situation… it is like when you like some one, but you are worried that your friends think she/he is lame, so you don’t want to tell them you like them, in case they start making fun of you.
But, I started a sentence with “But,” and I love them.
Two, three, four,
Just gimme a scene where the music is free
And the beer is not the life of the party
There's no need to shit talk or impress
'Cause honesty and emotion are not looked down upon
And every promise that's made and broke
is meant if not kept
We'd do it all because we have to, not because we know why
Beyond a gender, race, and class, we could find what really holds us back
Let's make everybody sing
That they are the beginning and ending of everything
That we all are stronger than everything they taught us that we should fear.
Wednesday, October 01, 2003
High On Paint
How is every one? Pretty good? Good to hear. Now class I’m high on paint. I didn't mean it to happen. I had a mask on, the garage doors open, and a huge ass fan blowing all the bad chemicals out the doors. And yet here I am. Floating just inches off my chair.
A lot of people have been saying how there conscience gets in the way of things lately. Luckily for me, I don't have one. Or rather, it likes what I do and thusly doesn't bug me. I mean. I still feel bad for things now and then. Like when I forgot to get the two handed weapon feat for my Ninja and now he only does half the damage he should be doing in a sneak attack.
Consciences are highly over rated, and over reyled on. Why would you give so much power to something that makes you feel bad?
I mean that is all it does. Makes you feel bad.
So I say, get rid of it! Listen no longer and do what you feel is best for you. Step on people’s toes if that is what it takes to make it to the top.
Life is short and in the scheme of things your life is pointless, so why not be happy with what you have? Because you can have more if you don't mind being devious that’s why!
So do what you want, do what you will and just make sure, that no matter what happens you remember than come January 21st, I'll be the one sitting second row at the David Bowie concert?
Now.... What shall I talk about?
Being high on paint isn't fun. Image an egg as your brain. Now paint it like one of those Ukrainian Easter eggs. This is your brain on drugs. Now take this same egg drop it in a litre of gasoline and set it on fire. This is your brain on Solvents.
If you aren’t dumb when you start huffing paint thinner, you'll be stupid when you’re done. This stuff strips away the fat cells in your brain and can flat out kill you the first time you try it. So please, stick to the pot. It is much safer.
Hmmm.... I need to clean my room. I also need sex. I have been with out for far to long now. Girls are always like "Why don't you just masturbate?" Because it isn't the same damn thing that’s why! Sex is like a game of tic-tac-toe, it is most enjoyable when shared with some one else. Or is some cases two other people... or three... hell the more the merrier. Which brings me back to what I was saying before, why the hell wouldn't you want to enjoy something like that with as many people as you can?
What else is there to talk about..?
Bowie is going to be sweet. I'm going to dress up as Major Tom and hope that he notices me and will bring back stage so we can make sweet sweet love on the floor.
...Wait... that isn't what I meant... but I’m too lazy to go back and delete it. Besides I’m sure most of you will think I’m joking.
Right?
Well I guess I’m done for now. I better run off and clean my room.
Bye for now
SEAN