February 2011
Tumble Challenge day 5
So here’s my 6 things I wish I never did. In no order. Let me start by saying though, I don’t regret any of these, I kinda wish I didn’t do them, but I’m okay with having done them. I move on pretty quickly in most cases. 1. I gave Hunter Bellot way too hard of a time he was in marching band. I mean, he didn’t want to be there in the first place. He didn’t...
In all honesty,
I’m a really confident person that doesn’t give a fuck. Sorry for being so Negative Ned, Tumblr. We’ll go out sometime and I’ll show you what I mean.
January 2011
I've allowed myself to become antisocial and I...
My band is the closest thing I have to a social life. The only progression I know is my growing bank statements. The last girl I kissed was the sloppy drunk girl at a Christmas party this year who gave me the flu. I have no idea what my friends are doing. I haven’t heard of a single party in months until a few days after they happen. My idea of flirting has been dulled down to the act of a...
I’m glad I was never one of those Baton Rouge private school freshmen-athlete guys who wore gym shorts, boat shoes, sunglasses with neck straps and Guy Harvey shirts with that awkward mid-puberty disposition that made it okay to pick at my crotch to pull my balls away from my leg in public. I mean, life would be much easier, and I’d get to go to college for free and drink at bro bars,...
Even though we’re probably going east, I really hope we go west when we tour this summer. I want a bumper sticker that says “Back That Az. UP”
Tumblr challenge day 4.
By the way, my journal is like, two weeks behind. Anyway this is 7 things that cross my mind a lot, in no particular order. 1. Work 2. Clothes 3. Sex 4. Music 5. My sister and Jacob 6. Moving out 7. Weight
After a long day at work, I like to wind down with a long night of watching porn. My life sucks.
I have a random Facebook friend with the same last...
Same spelling too, it’s pretty rare. We openly call each other brothers on FB even though we’ve never met in real life. Oddly enough, I feel a certain love for this dude.
Tonight’s show was really awesome, I’m glad a lot of people came out. My 1968 Fender Bandmaster went out on me though. That’s such a great sounding amp but god, it’s very unreliable. I am extremely tired. I usually just let go at our shows. So does everyone else. People say we’re extremely energetic and loud, and I am very happy with that. And I don’t look cute...
In desperate need of:
Food Shower Sex
I look really good today. ^^ Everything I’m wearing is from Urban Outfitters. --
I still have every intention of going to Berklee...
Hopefully that won’t be for a long ass time. Until then, I think I might just go through a two semester graphic design program. This is so I can at least say I’ve completed some bit of schooling since the only education I’ve completed thus far has been middle school.
I have all these friends that get credit for being...
They couldn’t name a single Minor Threat song.
Did I mention I’m a pretty serious hugger? Like I’ve been known to hand out orgasms with those things.
The next 48 hours will be very hectic for me. HEY BR FOLLOWERS! MY BAND IS PLAYING TOMORROW NIGHT AT THE NORTH GATE TAVERN AT LSU. COME SEE US AND TELL ME YOU SAW THIS ON TUMBLR AND YOU’LL GET A HUG FROM ME.
I hate dreams. I'm always losing teeth.
Last night I dreamt I accidentally hit myself in the mouth with some guitar equipment that my bass player gave me. It chipped my left lower canine tooth and then that tooth fell out. Like always, I panicked and dreamt I could taste the blood and feel the warm awkward gap (that’s what she said) where my tooth was originally. Oddly enough, people I kept seeing kept convincing me to see the...
Day 3
I think this is the eight ways to win the throbbing red matter behind my sternum bone. Mine has a deviated septum wall. Isn’t that crazy? 1. Talk to me. I’m not shy, but finding Ms. Right isn’t really on my to-do list. You more than likely won’t need to make the first move, but my I Think She Digs Me receptors are pretty much off at this point so don’t be afraid to...
Day nine. I'll do day eight in a few minutes.
Nine things about myself. 1.Even though I do get down sometimes, I always feel like I’m either on top of my shit, or I’m on my way to being there. I guess that makes me a really progressive person. 2. Ironically enough, I don’t like loud noises. I’ve been playing music for 12 years now, half of that time spent in very loud bands, I was on drumline and I go to shows, yet in...
I wanna be in a motorcycle gang, gangrene and mean, and fucked up all the time. Picture me, on the back of a Harley, leather clad and bad, and driving fifty-five. I wanna see all the things I’ll never see, like foreign bronze, Klingons, and naked girls with purple eyes. Now picture me, sad and low and lonely. A dead end job, a slob. And getting fucked up all the time. I’m going...
Make scrilla and fuck payin’ rent, bitch. Human Like Me tearing up dis maw fuckas.
Reblog if you find stretched ears a huge turn on.
You have no idea. Or you probably do.
i can't remember a time in my life when i was...
michaeljacksonmichaelcerabad:
I have. Its in my sleep.
I can honestly say I have.
Operation Hang Out With Ashen to Remind Myself Why I Don’t Date this Crazy Bitch Anymore: Success. Total Reminder That My Life Could Suck Much Worse Than I Think It Does: Required.
allofthisistrue:
Merchant Ships- Sleep Patterns
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Operation Hang out with Ashen to Remind Myself Why I Don’t Date This Crazy Bitch Anymore. Go.
Hanging out with my ex today.
Believe me. I don’t want to.
REBLOG IF YOU FUCKED UP THE TUMBLR 10 DAY...
I am jealous of my friend Donovan. He has his body covered in the same paint makeup artists use to turn white people into black people. My friend Donovan gets to be black today.
I’d use my dick the same way people use pencil sharpeners if it could get me out of a Lil Wayne concert.
I think I’m about to do something I really really don’t want to do. I mean, I do, but I shouldn’t. But then again, there’s no reason not to. Hm.
I love
alexanomaly:
How people are complaining about who listens to dubstep, like the genre was created yesterday.
You’re welcome.
10 Day Tumblr Challenge Day 1
I’ll probably forget about this by Day 7. 1. You’re my best friend. I am so happy you and Kelli have what you have, your baby boy is beautiful and you’re still the great guy I met in Ms. Burt’s speech class in 2005. We’ve gone through so many life stages together, and we’ve been to the lowest of lows and now you’re a parent and I’m still trying to...
