If you’re gonna be my friend then you can’t be cheap with the inspirational speeches right before any dare-to-be-great situations.
(I need more/new friends)
HOW’S EVERYBODY DOING TONIGHT???
The only kind of women that I like to date are the kind that love a guy who constantly says “I’m sorry.”
I don’t even know what it means but before I die, I really wanna yell “I’m gonna outflank him!” to my boss and then run away real quick.
Sometimes I like to pretend I’m Metallica by wearing nothing but a bright yellow thong and charging money to everyone I can just to see me.
I have absolutely no idea what it’s like to be black these days.
I’m the Jason Bourne of not letting friends use the Kelvin filter on Instagram while being all dressed up with nowhere to go.
I hate Nicolas Cage but this is pretty awesome.
This may very well be my last pack of cigarettes. I bought a vapor e-cigarette today (seen on the left). It’s the light saber looking thing. So far, I really like it. I got the “Watermelon Hookah” flavor and that’s exactly what it feels like. Like I have a mini electronic hookah in my pocket. I also got the “Sahara Light” flavor which is supposed to taste like Camel Blues but I don’t think so.
I know at least three people who have completely switched and no longer smoke cigarettes at all. That’s the plan. I’m getting my nicotine without the tar, carbon monoxide and all that other harmful crap they put in cigarettes. Plus, in time it’ll in end up being way cheaper. A carton of cigarettes in St. Louis is like $42.00 for Camel Blues and a carton’s worth of the vapor stuff is like $6. And I can smoke anywhere which is awesome. It’s like, all futuristic and shit.
This vapor stuff is crazy. They have flavors that are caffeinated and/or have vitamins in them. So not only are you getting your nicotine, you’re also getting jacked up on other shit. Crazy. I just don’t want to be one of those guys that won’t stop talking about it like I’m trying to sell them. If someone asks me then I’ll answer any questions they have but that’s about it. Yeah.
A bunch of pictures of cats for absolutely no reason at all.
Dillinger Escape Plan // One Of Us Is The Killer
New vinyl Monday. Came in the mail today and I’m listening to it now. I love getting vinyl in the mail. It’s like Christmas up in this bitch.
I woke up Thursday feeling kinda shitty so I stayed in bed most of the day. I got up to eat dinner and was fine with that. Didn’t feel that bad then. I was able to eat and everything but just wanted to stay in bed. Friday, I woke up feeling like total dog shit. I think I caught a head flu. I didn’t puke but was having hot and cold flashes. It really sucked. It felt like I needed to eat but had no appetite. Friday night I was feeling a little better but went to bed early just because. Then, Saturday I woke up feeling like crap again. A very good friend of mine’s wedding was Saturday night and I was afraid I wasn’t going to be able to make it. I made the best effort I could to be feel better so I could attend. I took a really long hot shower, ate some chicken noodle soup, I took a Claritin, two Aleves, did a Netty Pot thing and drank some Gatorade.
I laid down for a little bit before I was going to get ready for the wedding and instantly felt a tiny burst of energy so I got up and got ready. This was about an hour and a half before I planned on leaving for the wedding. I was starting to feel better so I just went with it. I thought that I would at least try to make it there and see how I felt. I ended up staying until about 10:00PM and it started at 6:30PM. It was a very fast wedding ceremony. I ate dinner and felt fine. I felt fine the entire time except I felt cold. I was wearing a sweater and everyone was giving me shit. It was a nice sweater and I was cold, even with the sweater. I came home, watched tv for maybe an hour and then went to bed. Woke up Sunday and felt so much better. I ate a bowl of cereal and felt like shit again afterwards. After a few hours I was starting to feel better again. Especially after I took a multivitamin and took a tiny nap. Kind of sucked because I wasn’t able to do anything for my mom on Mother’s Day but she knew I was sick so she wasn’t upset. I went to bed early again and woke up today feeling fine. I ate a french bread pizza and still felt fine.
Then (today) I had to go this elementary school to start filming my uncle’s project. I have been feeling fine all day and I ended up spending over an hour outside and it felt great. I think it’s safe to say that I’m finally over my head flu. On my way home I got something to eat and stopped by the store and bought my mom a card, some chocolate and some pink flowers. Oh yeah, and some mini ice cream sandwiches. She has no idea. She could possibly think that I’m still sick so it should be a nice surprise.
What really sucks is that I wanted to go to a show last night. One of my favorite bands, Boris, was in town and playing at my favorite venue. Boris is from Japan so it’s not like they come to St. Louis a few times a year or even once a year. The last time they were here was over two years ago. Luckily, I saw them that time. Also, The Dillinger Escape Plan was in town Saturday night and I wanted to see them too. My friend’s wedding was the same night so I knew I wasn’t going to go but even so, if I decided to I would’ve been too sick to go. That show would’ve been fucking nuts. I’ve never seen them live and the venue they were playing at wasn’t that big either.
If you’ve read all of this, then thanks, I guess. It’s like you guys really care. You really really care.
Despite all of my experiences of riding the train at the zoo, I’m still progressively learning how to deal with cats.
GPOYDW // Rocky Claiming His Bed Edition
I am enjoying all of this ProdigalSam tweet stealing “drama” way too much. I remember the last time he was caught. He was also caught using dummy accounts to retweet himself and was kicked off of favstar awhile for doing so, haha. The sad thing is that he’s been caught as clearly as you can possibly be caught and he’s still tweeting stolen tweets. I was bored with nothing else to do so I googled his most recent tweet and the first search result was the same exact tweet except for one word being different, tweeted by someone else a few months ago. I guess he likes constantly being harassed for being a tweet thief. I don’t know any other reason why he’d stick around and continue to do the same thing. Oh well, whatever.
I’ve had a few of my tweets stolen before. Maybe ten that I know of for sure. I never cared too much because they were all stolen by really small accounts. Like accounts with 100 or 200 followers kind of small. And their accounts weren’t full of stolen tweets. I could tell that they stole my tweet because they thought it was funny and wanted to share it. I saw no need to make a big fuss about it. I have seen accounts that are nothing but stolen tweets that have thousands of followers. That’s not cool at all. They are the ones who are building their twitter accounts with other people’s material and that sucks. Those are the ones that bother me and that I take offense to.
I will admit that before I started tweeting, I used to steal tweets and post them as facebook statuses. I did it around 30 times (I think). I thought they were funny and wanted to share them. I never acted like they were mine or that I wrote them. Nobody ever asked me if I did though. I would have said that they weren’t mine if asked. That all stopped when I found favstar and slowly started to find my own twitter voice. And since then I’ve never stolen anyone’s tweets for my own twitter gain. Haha, I feel dumb just writing the words “twitter gain.” What is there to really gain from twitter? The only thing I could think of is fun and maybe meeting people and making new friends. I’ve met one of my best friends through twitter. I’ve never met her in person (yet) but we’ve been great friends for over two years now and that means the world to me. So, I don’t see the point in stealing other people’s tweets just to gain popularity. Pretty fucking stupid (and juvenile) if you ask me.
This has been a Truthful Tuesday tumblr post.
What do these pictures all have in common? They all have the same font.
I really hope I win an iPad. I didn’t reblog that guy’s post and I didn’t follow him. But I’m still hoping to somehow, possibly even magically, win one of those iPads. That would be rad.
I really like the word “rad” and I try to use as much as possible without being annoying about it.
There is a new episode of Bates Motel tonight and I think that is pretty rad.
Having a real life is just waiting for me to happen. I can feel it.
I was followed by Joe Rogan’s Podcast the other day. I thought that was kind of weird. I don’t post anything even close to relating to Joe Rogan and I’ve never mentioned any type of interest in him or his podcast. I guess that he really really likes me. Or at least his show does. Maybe they just want my attention. That’s probably it. Not that rad if you ask me.
Movie idea: David Hasselhoff is a Cuban drug dealer trying to communicate with his dead father, but it turns out he’s just really high.
The world will never end the way you want it to because you will be dead.
