Friday, October 15, 2004

Driving into Pasadena has always been an adventure for the senses, for each time you enter the factories overwhelm you with their scents; most often, this smells like ass. Which I am used to. Perfectly normal to smell ass in Pasadena. However, this past time I went there it smelled like Ass mixed with Tony Chachere's. Most odd combination I've ever smelt.

Also, forgot how badass Pantera and Candlebox were.

3 weeks 'til Halo 2. Then, no more shall I be found.

New song from Apocalyptica with a another language, but sounds badass nonetheless. Swear that woman's got a deeper voice than any man I know. Creepy, but cool.

Friday, October 08, 2004

My beer says collaborate on it. I hate these goddamn teacher words. Collaborate has got to be the worst. Just fucking say working together. Or something like it. I don't need you to constantly say this word because it makes you feel good being a teacher and saying a four syllable word. These fucktards throw around words like collaborate, inquiry, and such....then proceed to smack kids in the back of the head instead of actually doing what they're trying to say.

Five dollar friend, badass. Jyoti and Katie were there, as well as Katy. Brittnee and her brother Brian came...great fun. Also, Emily came out (fun freshman girl, for those of you who don't know). Matt Bell + guitar = awesome. That's all I have to say about that.

Stupid beer.