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So, Endrin (Schwan, Anthony, Cello) will be playing a show at The Cup in Linden, NJ on November 1st. It'll be a belated (by one day) Halloween party style show. They'll be playing all Misfits songs and of course all of them are going to dress up like the Misfits. You can't get in unless you're in a costume. This makes me super excited because I haven't been able to dress up for Halloween in 2 years and it's my absolute favorite holiday. Every year my roommates and I used to have Halloween parties with awesome themes (80's themed, video game themed, etc.) but we've all kind of gone our seperate ways and now live in small apartments with our boyfriends or other friends.
I need some assistance in deciding on a costume. It has to be epic and perfect and unique and also, inexpensive because I've gotta make up for the two years I failed to participate. I've got two ideas which I will detail with pics and such and I need TONS of input to make this decision. Don't be intimidated by the apparent length of what's behind the cut (SHAUN!), it's mostly lists and pics.
( Lookie Lookie )
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| Crushing, crushing, crushing.... |
[05 Jun 2008|06:44pm] |
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I don't know if any of ya'll have Flickr accounts, but there's a pretty cool group on that site called I Crush Your Head.
The subject of the group is pretty self explanatory (and awesome). You post pictures of you crushing various vegetable, minerals and/or animals, in classic Head Crusher style.
Here's the link if any of you Flickrers are interested:
I Crush Your Head
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[03 Jun 2008|07:45am] |
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After dilly-dallying for about 2 months, I'm finally getting around to putting pictures from Italy up on my Flickr page. Here's the link.
Florence. Yay!
If you don't have a Flickr account, just make one. It's free and it takes 2 seconds. DO IT! I won't be re-uploading these pictures to LiveJournal because I am lazzzyyy. I haven't even uploaded nearly half of the ones I have onto Flickr, so keep checking back on my page, if you are interested.
Take it deep. Swallow gallons.
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| I'm Going To Turn Into She-Hulk |
[19 Oct 2006|02:06pm] |
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Red Hot Chilli Peppers Concert + Idiots who can't hold their beer in their plastic cups + The same idiots who think beer makes them tough + Girls who wear camoflauge pants = ...
Mashed Potato has a fight and I almost get into one.
I don't even want to elaborate the entire ridiculous story let's just say Mashy left with the satisfaction of kicking the guy in the chest and I left with the satisfaction of watching Soldier Girl drunkenly fall down the beer-slick stairs of the Continental Airlines Arena. Why do the massive amounts of assholes always have to ruin concerts? Everytime I've ever gone to a REAL concert, not just a small venue, I have wanted to beat the living fuck out of someone. And usually, I hold my temper. Usually, I never show any kind of emotion, especially one like anger, without being pushed to the ultimate extreme. But these people....no...they aren't people...these wastes of air are so good at making me lose it.
And the real problem is, the first two times I was angry at a drunken moron, I held my tongue. I shoved the anger down, breathed deeply and remembered it wasn't worth it. The third time though, the initial aggression wasn't even directed at me until I chose to involve myself. I just sat there and watched this little whore in her beer soaked camoflauge pants try to start a fight between my freind and her fuck buddy at a concert nobody wanted to fight at. I normally hate almost all women, but these kind of chicks, I hate them the most. They get drunk and then they want to see their loser boyfreind try to impress them at another person's expense. So when I realized this was happening, my anger just completely soared and I chose to involve myself.
The short of it is, I was stopped at the brink of stomping the shit out of her little smirking face, and the violent things I would have done to her would have left her beyond recognition for the rest of her life. This is good because I don't want a record. This is bad because now I have tons of anger and aggression waiting to burst out of me. None of this anger even has a recognizable source or reason anymore, it's just an indistinguishable little black ball in my stomach. I feel like if I don't find a healthy and positive release for this aggression soon, somebody is going to do something small to make me snap and they are going to pay dearly. Don't get me wrong. I don't think I am tough shit. I know I am pretty small. But I'm also half Mexican, I fight dirty and if I lose my temper I go completely insane when I reach the edge of my anger. I don't feel any pain, I don't think clearly and I don't care about consequences. And who knows, this time I snap, I could never come back to reality. I could stay completely insane.
Let's just hope the one who suffers my wrath is someone who deserves it, a fat born-again "christian" with a big mouth.
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| Decisions, decisions. |
[06 Oct 2006|05:58am] |
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This is a post that I need EVERYBODY to give their opinion on. And this is especially directed to you nerds on my friends list, I know there is quite a few of you out there.
This Halloween, as usual, Mariel, Danielle, myself and Sonny( the latest edition to our wholesome family) are throwing a costume party. The theme is Super Heros/Villians. This applies to all forms; video game characters, comic book characters, and movie characters. I have narrowed my choices down to three and I am entrusting my final decision to you guys. Look behind the cuts. I have provided visual aides and lots of information to help you make this LIFE OR DEATH DECISION for me.
( Harley Quinn )
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( Ada Wong (RE4 version) )
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( The Huntress )
I seriously am losing sleep over this decision. Leave a comment, my preciouses.
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End Transmission
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[19 Aug 2006|11:22am] |
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I need to get my mind off of stuff, so I did a fucking survey.
( Read more... )
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| Don't Poke The Bear |
[13 Mar 2006|06:20am] |
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Super Viewtiful: i dont want to go to jail for kiddy porn
Super Viewtiful: especially when im not even beating off to it
ELSheepoDelSol: type kiddie porn a few more times
Super Viewtiful: AH
ELSheepoDelSol: i'm sure they scan IMs for words to
Super Viewtiful: GOD DAMN IT
Super Viewtiful: FUCK YOU
Super Viewtiful: FUCK YOU NIGGA
ELSheepoDelSol: calm the fuck down
Super Viewtiful: IM GOING TO KILL YOU
ELSheepoDelSol: jesus fucking christ
ELSheepoDelSol: you're completely insane
Super Viewtiful: they're out to take me down
( i shouldn't encourage him.... )
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Some people act like fucking assholes. And I'm losing my patience and frankly I'm getting sick of it.
THE END.
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Alright LiveJournal kids. I want an MP3 player. Mashed Potato suggested I research all of the available types/brands/etc. and then choose the one I get afterwards and I started to do that for about five minutes and then I got super fucking bored. So any of you that have MP3 players, feel free to comment with the kind you have, the features, and the pros and cons of owning your type.
Cause I'm lazy as hell.
Thanks.
FIN
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| How are her eyes..... |
[28 Apr 2005|05:17am] |
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...tell me they are taylored to fit more perfectly than mine.
*big emo sigh*
He's right. I'm nuts. A little bit more than eccentric, I'd have to say. I'm wasting my time too. I'm wasting alot of time on something that will never come true.
So, I think I'm ready kids. I'm ready to become inebriated(sp?) with my new roommates and everyone who is invited to the house warming (liqouring) party that we are having on Sunday.
Adam Bond my dear freind, if you really love me, if you truly love me, you will purchase a bottle of merlot for me (funds provided by me of course and if you like I'll get you some whiskey). I want to become drunk and I want to make love. No, I don't want to have sexual intercourse. I want to make love to my new found freedom and the idea of living with two people who are the opposite of lame. I want to make love to all of it with a couple packs of cigarettes and some wine(and the gun shots I'll probably be hearing from the project across the street). Change is good and change always makes me happy.
-rant-
And Ulti, my internet lover, I saw that the ugly stupid mother fucker, Aaron Winadouche, I saw that he actually insulted you. This angers me and I hate him more than ever. I'm going to shank him right in his gut, just to let you know. I'm going to carve out that stupid mother fucking snake tattoo on his stupid mother fucking stomach. I mean with all that shit he did to me, that shit was pretty bad. But that was my fault to for being stupid, so I want to kill him but it would be over the line. But he insulted YOU. He signed his death warrant. I'm also going to punch out his big fucking teeth. He's given me a good reason now. A damn good reason.
I'm going to place the sites of a sniper rifle onto his knee caps as he's standing around some lame ranch style home trying to sell it to some lame old fools and I'm going to shoot them both out with one bullet. Straight through one side all the way to the other. Then as he lays on the ground writhing and screaming I'm going to knock his big fucking teeth down his throat with some brass knuckles. I'm then going to throw acid in his face. Then I shall sit smoking a carton of cigarettes as he screams and crys like the little bitch he is and put them out one by one all over his body. Finally, when I get tired of watching him suffer or he begins to fade from blood loss, which ever comes first, I will take that stupid fucking Need For Speed Underground game and break the cd in half so that it can be weilded as a shiv and carve out his lame snake tattoo from his belly. Then I'll watch him finally die. I'd use his body as a sled, but he's so repulsive I don't want to let too much of my body touch his. You can film if you want.
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Liqour and jazz are going to eventually lead to my demise. But not anytime soon, loves. Not anytime soon.
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