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[20 Aug 2009|10:39pm] |
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“7 Minutes of Heaven”
Up in front, on the stage
like a monkey being prodded
trapped in a cage
But I asked for this
so lets spare the rage
Nervous and happy, an addiction at best
An affliction at worst
save the day you get paid
when the ha’s don’t come full
and the house won’t take care
take a drink to get well
and try to get laid.
The one place you’re safe
but open and spade
there’s no filter to sift
the things that you say
When you’re real life’s a show
and the people don’t pay
that’s okay if they laugh
but if not, you’ve no say
When you’re real life is open
and put on display
and no one gives a shit
it’s a large shot to take
Putting you on the line
and the rest up for grabs
it’s happy, sad, horrible, great
the most fantastic thing
the thing that you hate
but when they laugh, they laugh, and it means the world.
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| I can't believe I'm writing in this thing. |
[01 Aug 2009|12:55pm] |
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It's saturday and I don't have to work and I have nothing better to do that sit around and sulk about how I can't get published and can't get stage time at a decent comedy club lately.
At least I have an awesome girlfriend who doesn't care when I get drunk and called her at 3 am. haha.
Went and saw teenage mutant ninja turtles @ the midnight showing @ the main art theatre. That was pretty sweet. I'd also like to see Back to the Future and True Romance and the Shining there.
Well...I guess I better go to the gym and work off the beers, get some endorphins pumping.
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[03 May 2009|10:20pm] |
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Things are looking up.
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| well hello |
[25 Mar 2009|01:59am] |
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Champions, unto the night
we quote ourselves
prepare to fight
We drink, we chug, we hug,
we love
We bond ourselves,
brothers in blood
We’d die if need
push come to shove
For eachother
beyond AND above
we take this down
without regret
destroy ourselves
we wouldn’t let
no harm, no fear,
no hardship, now,
one hard sharp rip
when we get down
three smiles show
shine all around
arm in arm in arm
we wrap around
three saves ourselves
that’s always been,
till all time ends
we’ll be best friends.
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| what the fuck. |
[11 Feb 2009|11:13pm] |
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So I do stand up today and at Comedy Castle in Royal Oak and I see this cute girl that always shops at my dads store and I'm like nice I should talk to her after. And of course my hopeless ass is like oh shit this is fate.
And there's this one guy who apparently some of my friends know who is just a big douche and does stand up and is not funny at all. And he gets up there and says nothing funny and says "like" enough times that I couldn't pay attention to anything else he said (I stopped counting after 30 likes) and the he talks about his fiance and points to the cute girl that shops at my work.
Ain't life grand.
I'm still gonna hit on her.
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[03 Nov 2008|08:42pm] |
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This two day hangover thing sucks. Maybe I should quit drinking. Fuck that I'm too young. Besides, what else is there to do?
McPoyle party. I got a sweet robe.
blah blah blah
Something needs to happen to defend my existence.
Anyone know where I can get a job that at least pays 400 a week but doesn't require more than 25 hours of work lol....
Maybe one day I'll like someone who likes me.
I hate growing up. I don't wanna be any older than I am now.
Fuck.
Gotta go to bed so I can wake up early and vote before work.
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| well |
[05 Oct 2008|07:56pm] |
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so confusing.
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| wow |
[24 Sep 2008|06:29pm] |
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I'm retarded.
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[21 Aug 2008|08:52pm] |
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So I did stand-up last night...and it was fucking awesome.
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| fuck |
[05 Jul 2008|10:45am] |
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I met a cute girl last night.
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| midnight express |
[25 Jun 2008|02:21am] |
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I have been pretty bored lately, although these last few weeks haven't been as bad as I thought they would. Less than a week now til I get my cast off. Since I've been wearing this thing I have become quite the insomniac. I guess I always have been except now I just fall asleep later and wake up later. I kinda hate it. I like going to bed by like 2 and waking up at like 10. Lately I fall asleep by like 4 and wake up at noon. It's ridiculous.
Let's see what else since this seems to be an attempt at a real journal entry that no one will read or at least respond to. I got an email today from an agent asking to see the first 5 pages of my novella. That's exciting although it probably doesn't mean shit. Although I guess it means she liked the query letter enough to wanna see the story so I suppose that's good. I've started writing a satire movie about a black president being elected and instuting reverse slavery. Me and this friend I have are supposed to start making this other movie I wrote a while back.
I'm gonna do stand-up, eventually. Maybe next Wednesday. I'm pretty nervous and excited, but I think it'll be good. Other than that I kinda feel like I'm just floating through life with nothing really to pull me one way or another. One day I wanna teach English to kids Mexico and then next day I wanna open a soup kitchen. Every day I wanna be a writer, so that's consistent. But every once in a while my practical self calls me an asshole, but usually I just call my practical self a pessimistic unimaginative bastard. Either way I'm my own worst enemy, but what good does knowing that do anyway? Wow this got alot deeper than I thought it would.
Anyway...Last weekend I had a good time. I went out to a party and I didnt know what to expect
because of my crippled-ness but Ryan brought me a sippy cup so it all worked out. And for once instead of being the shy guy I talked to nearly everyone and made them all laugh (admittedly I was drunk but drinking doesn't really make me less shy). I just felt like the me I should always be. Night before I saw Get Smart with Adam and Matt and had a beer after. It was just good to get out and talk to people, guess I needed that. So I'm being one of those annoying ass people who writes long entries. Yeah I'm gonna go. Umm....hasta luego?
ps some weird person just im'd me asking me to prove the theory of gravity in less than 20 words
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[13 Jun 2008|10:37pm] |
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I need an agent.
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| it's only day 1 |
[02 Jun 2008|06:54pm] |
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I broke my foot and wearing a cast sucks. and to make matters worse I accidentally kicked my crutches today and may have broken a toe on my remaining working foot. Fuck.
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| writing |
[20 Feb 2008|07:54pm] |
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I got my first rejection letter yesterday, from the childrens magazine I submitted to. It's a little depressing but at the same time kind of exciting. It's like I've officially started.
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| bullshit |
[13 Feb 2008|05:03pm] |
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I'm really tired of other people getting the things that I want. I'm also rather sick of being made to feel like crap when I don't deserve it.
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| Stuff |
[23 Jan 2008|11:07pm] |
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Sometimes I hate finding old things.
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| hoes get naked |
[13 Jan 2008|02:53am] |
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So I went to the club tonight and I see all these guys dancing up on these girls and it just seems unnatural. It's all akward and half the girls don't even want the guys to be there. I just don't get that I guess. I just want to meet a nice girl, not in a bar. Like maybe a girl drops a gallon of milk on my foot and thennwe hit it off. I know that's cheesey but I'd like something like that. I dunno...I'm drunk.
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