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Thursday, October 30, 2003 :::

Fuck all that bullshit...falling into that hole was simply lazy of me. No reason for depression whatsoever.

Had a great weekend with my friends and family... - awesome to see everyone again - saw a little more of a few people than I would have preferred... - ah, who am I kidding. Incest is the best, and I don't discriminate against the brown ones. Even a couple of the ladies showed some skin, which is always nice, and always strongly encouraged. My favorite moment of the night: "Matrix...matrix..."

Twas nice to catch up with Melo...it always takes a little while for us to break the ice that seems to form between us over time...but once that's accomplished, it's smooth sailing and lotsa laughter. Great minds and noodle salad.

If any of you kids are considering visiting the so-called "corn maze," STOP. Terrible waste of money, which could be better spent on seeing The Texas Chainsaw Massacre...which I've still not seen. Anyone interested in accompanying me to the theatre? Fortunately, the visit to the crap maze yielded some highly entertaining video, courtesy of Francis and one lost, starstruck grasshopper. "His mission continues..."

Halloween Horror Nights was enjoyable the second time around, though the vibe seemed tense at times. Seeing Alicia again rocked, and it's always good times with Heather and Erin. Watching Will get the shit scared out of him never gets old, and hearing him scream like a little girl...well...it's invigorating, to say the least. Frank, you know what I'm talking about. I recommend the "D_I_E IN" and the "Funhouse" for a few scares and "Psycho Scareapy" for God-awful smells. That was some sick shit...literally.

Because I can't get enough of my o-town posse, I'll be back down this weekend for more Halloween festivities, AND, Sunday night, I'll be going to see ANBERLIN in concert! Cannot wait... - I'm going to rock my cousin-loving ASS off. What a great band...

Congrats to Franklin on finishing his time at Full Sail - with a 90% average, no less. That's my dawg... - can't wait to see your name in the liner notes of some of my future-favorite records.

I LOVE SEVENDUST.

The more time I spend at school, the more I feel that I shouldn't be here...that I should be dedicating my time to becoming more proficient on guitar...on the drums...with my voice. There's no feeling like writing a song, performing it on the stage, and being proud of the end result. Nothing like it...especially when you can share that feeling with your friends. I miss it so badly...but keep telling myself that there's plenty of time, and in time, I'll return to it and give it my all. Seriously, if I graduate with a degree in Film and Media Studies and go on to get a job or two that are totally unrelated to my schooling, just so that I'm able to pay the bills while I work on music, I'll be a happy camper. I realize that the biz is extremely corrupt, and I may not be business-savvy enough to immediately know whether or not I'm being taken advantage of by whichever label desides to sign us...but...there's a part of me that longs to realize the dream so badly that I'm willing to take the chance, and then some. How amazing would it be, to tour the world and play music for a living? I can't fathom it. Yeah, there'd be a whole bunch of shit to go along with it that I'd rather not have to mess with, but fuck the bitches that complain about that. Nothing comes easy, and I'm willing to work for it. So...why am I at school right now? Because I've come too far with it to simply up and abandon it. All of the pieces will come together, in time. No doubt.

Speaking of school...dropped two classes, so I'm down to 7 credit hours this semester. Am I a loser or what? (If you answered "what," I love you) My poor sleeping habits got way out of hand, to the detriment of my coursework and attendence. No worries, though...what's done is done, and I have the utmost confidence that I'll not repeat the same mistakes next semester - at least not to the same deplorable degree. I feel horrible to have wasted the money on those classes...very ashamed...and there's no way that I'll do that to my parents ever again. Looks like I'll be taking classes over the summer - otherwise, I'll be stuck here forever. Hopefully, that won't interfere with plans for the Island...I heart that place and miss it terribly.

MATRIX IN LESS THAN A WEEK! The saga will end...cannot wait to see the showdown in Zion.

I'll try to update this thing more often - at least once a week, even if I'm only able to muster up utter and complete nonsense. Love you all like a fat kid loves cake...Ci vediamo.



::: posted by AJBrotz at 2:11 AM


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