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Achievements
• Junior High Grad, and I beat the giant monkey man and saved the 9th dimension, or was it the little monkey man and saved the 8th dimension...
Anime Fan Since
• 1995 . . . I think. . .whenever Sailor Moon came out and Toonami was on during the week.
Favorite Anime
• FLCL, Samurai Champloo, Full Metal Alchemist, Inuyasha, Cowboy Bebob, Trigun, Dragonball/Z/GT, Ghost in the Shell, Zoids, AniMatrix, Invader Zim, Ronin Warriors,GetBackers,G-Gundam,Gundam Wing, FLCL, Zatch Bell, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Megas XLR,Outlaw Star, Initial D
Goals
• To get out of this hell-hole of a town, make a living, and be an awesome musician
Hobbies
• I listen to alot of music, and play alot more too. I play Punk music in my own band "Weekend Nights" and have a jazz band named "Lucky 7"
Talents
• I play trumpet, guitar, and am overall a nice person in a mean world.

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Monday, August 1, 2005

BYOB
Practice is the same, but now with a twist. Because those idiots were talkin' durin' practice, we gotta do a sh*t load of exercises tomorrow. But whatever. I'll do 'em.

BYOB by System of a Down Mutha F*ckas! WHERE THE F*CK ARE YOU?!

Video code provided by Music Video Codes

"B.Y.O.B."

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels.
Victorious, victorious, kneel.
For brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,

Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Blast off, its Party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off , its party time,
And where the fuck are you?
….. Yeah
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?

Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X4]

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Where the fuck are you!
Where the fuck are you!

Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X3]
Why, do, they always send the poor [X3]
They only send the poor [x2]

L8r.

-ThisGuy-
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BYOB
Practice is the same, but now with a twist. Because those idiots were talkin' durin' practice, we gotta do a sh*t load of exercises tomorrow. But whatever. I'll do 'em.

Song of the Day is: BYOB by System of a Down Mutha F*ckas! WHERE THE F*CK ARE YOU?!

Video code provided by Music Video Codes

"B.Y.O.B."

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels.
Victorious, victorious, kneel.
For brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,

Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Blast off, its Party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off , its party time,
And where the fuck are you?
….. Yeah
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?

Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X4]

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Where the fuck are you!
Where the fuck are you!

Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X3]
Why, do, they always send the poor [X3]
They only send the poor [x2]

L8r.

-ThisGuy-
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Sunday, July 31, 2005

Weird...and a music video
Okay, this is a strange but true story that I read in the newspaper.

A Mr. Dan McKay, wrote a story. A completely insane story. In which, and it quotes, "As he stared at her ample bosom, he daydreamed of the dual Stromberg carburetors in his vintage Triumph Spitfire," he wrote, comparing a woman's breasts to "small krurled caps of the oil dampeners."

Another paragraph.

"The rising sun crawled over the ridge and slithered across the hot barren terrain into every nook adn cranny like grease on a Denny's grill in the morning rush, but only until eleven o'clock when they switch to the lunch menu". Crazy sh*t.

And apparantly, because of this terrible story he wrote, he will receive $250. how strange.
If you can find the story here is the site.

http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/

And now for a music video.

Video code provided by Music Video Codes

CHOP SUEY By System of a Down.
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Saturday, July 30, 2005

Hotel California

eagles - hotel california
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Pain, food, and Hotel California
Strange....yes...

This is probably my third time tryin' to post...

My back and neck are killin'...i gotta find a way to stop the pain... and sleepin' for some reason doesn't help...

Missed breakfast again...gotta eat burgers for "early afternoon brunch" *cough* ripoff *cough*

Anyway Song of the Day is "Hotel California" by The Eagles. It's stuck in my head....

"Hotel California"

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax,' said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave!

Peace be with you.

L8r

-ThisGuy-

~peibu for president~
ThisGuy for No.1!
Current Rank: #698
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Friday, July 29, 2005

Bleh
I don't feel well. My back is killin' me...

anyway I'm downloadin' some of The Rolling Stones. A suggestion of songs,

"Wild Horses"
"Beast of Burden"
"Gimme Shelter"
"It's Only Rock 'N Roll(But I Like It)"
"Sympathy for the Devil"

yeah. I know, I'm a old school freak. Deal alright?

Anyway the show is comin' along pretty good. I've been marchin' my ass off so it better be good.

I've been lazy about gettin' to your sites. my bad guys. But I can't seem to get to you all. Too many....

anyway g'nite.

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Thursday, July 28, 2005

too many emotions
How do you describe phyisical pain, slight emotional pain, and loss of sleep at once....

well anyway. I'm sore. But as they say. "No pain, no gain." I played my guts out today durin' practice. And marched my @$$ off. Just one more day and the weekend is mine. It's hard to sit down right now. Or sleep. Or any other action. I need to work harder.

Also I now have 200 gb's signatures! YAY!

In other news my sister's fish Ted died awhile ago. She was really sad. it was her first pet.

A moment of silence....

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Tuesday, July 26, 2005

BLIND
HELP. I can type and barely see. The eye doctors decided to give me a sh*t load of eye drops. I got so dialated (please forgive my spellin'. Anyway I'll be busy all this week cuz i got summer band. I got to work on my part of "the mambo kings". anyway sorry if i don't get to anybodys sites. i need to eat then go to sleep. my vision is killin' me...nite everyone

-ThisGuy-
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Sunday, July 24, 2005

GUESS WHO'S BACK....BACK AGAIN....
That's right. Unfortunatly, it's a costly thing...I went outta town again. And I missed another movie weekend with my friends...again...and i'm gonna go outta town this weekend...again...however, I did get to see my newborn baby cousin! Yay! ^___^ He is so tiny. I'll try and put a pic of him up tomorrow.

In other news, nothin' really happened this weekend. Although I have asked Ryoga sama to get my Final Fantasy 7 and Inuyasha games for the Playstation back and he has failed to do so. So I may end up havin' to kick his ass. I don't give a sh*t if he is a blackbelt and has two sai's and a wooden katana. I'll still kick his ass. And maybe Rene's ass too.

Anyway. I'll get to all of your sites....tomorrow. Because now it's time to start practicin' for the show for band! My music is comin' along pretty good. And I'll be buyin' my cuz's shiny silver trumpet.

I also learned how to play "In the End" on my guitar. So when I get my electric I can do the Reanimation version "Ent E Nd"

I'm currently workin' to learn to play "Numb" and "In the End" on the piano. It's not that hard.

Now is the time for a random question. How many hours of music do you have on your computer?

I'll post up the SotD tomorrow.

Goodnite everybody!

ZZZZZzzzzz.....

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Thursday, July 21, 2005

Lil Jon goes to the airport.
"Li'l Jon Goes to the Airport"

Flight Lady: Are you checking any luggage today sir?

Lil Jon: YEAH!!

Flight Lady: And did you pack the bags yourself?

Lil Jon: YEAH!!

Flight Lady: And the bags have been in your possession the whole time?

Lil Jon: WHAT??

Flight Lady: Have the bags have been in your possession the whole time?

Lil Jon: WHAT??

Flight Lady: These bags have been in your possession the whole time?

Lil Jon: WHAT??

Flight Lady: These bags were they in your possession the whole time?

Lil Jon: YEAH!!

Flight Lady: Well Mr. Jon you’re all set.

Lil Jon: OKAY!!

Lil Jon: (Sophisticated.) Pardon me madam, will this be reflected upon my frequent flyer miles?

Flight Lady: Did you book your flight online?

Lil Jon: YEAH!!

Flight Lady: Then there will be a movie.

Lil Jon: OKAY!!

Flight Lady: Have a nice flight.

Lil Jon: WHAT??

Flight Lady: Have a nice flight.

Lil Jon: WHAT??

Flight Lady: Have a nice flight.

Lil Jon: WHAT??

Flight Lady: Have a nice flight.

Lil Jon: WHAT??

Flight Lady: Have a nice flight.

Lil Jon: WHAT??

Flight Lady: Have a nice flight.

Lil Jon: OKAY!!

I'll post l8r.
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