Just for the record

The Rays make me sick, but not as sick as some of Bostons fans, but they still dont make me as sick as Barac Obama makes me. He is really a smug fuck for being such a man of the people.

Its really fucking late and or early...

and I just wrote 3 songs in a row.

I told you fuckers Joseph Smith was punk...

...taken from Hellcat band Time Again's myspace "as some of you already know, this is going to be our last US tour for a couple years. Elijah is getting ready to go on his two year mormon mission and we didn't feel that it was right to replace him, so we all agreed to wait for him to get back before we start playing again. we can't say thank you enough for all the support you've given us since the band started. tour isn't even over yet and we already can't wait to start touring again haha, but i don't want to make this sound too sad, because it's not even over, we're just taking a little break. we will be back soon and we hope you will all still be there with the same support when we do come back."

While I would not consider this band the punkest of the punk; its nice to see that these guys aren't being shit on for supporting their band-mates religous beliefs. One of my major problems with the punk scene in my day was it pretty much went without asking that nobody believed in God. Now don't get me wrong I'm sure there are / were plenty of believers, but from my personal experience there really didn't seem to be a point in asking. I couldn't count how many times I would hear kids say things like "there is no such thing as God" and "The Bible is just a fairy tail" and it used to make me quite upset that for being such an "open minded" and "accepting" group of people how quickly you would be belittled for even mentioning your faith.

Not only does it make me happy that a "secular" punk band who is just starting to gain major notariety supports one of their members hauling ass for 2 years to wander around knocking on peoples doors, But scrolling through the comments I only came across 1 faggot who had anything negative to say. Like I said before these guys are no Murder Junkies and their fan base isn't the punkest crowd I've ever run across; At one of their shows in St. Pete there were enough mohawks and spikes in the joint that I thought I was going to need a tetnis shot afterwards.

In conclusion, its a breath of fresh air that a band outside of the small christian punk scene has members that aren't afraid to be open about their faith instead of hiding it, not bringing it up or flat out denying it in the name of being punk. If thats what punk is than fuck punk. I mean I'm not going to tell you what God you need to worship if any at all but I'm not going to hide who I am so some cocksucker can tell me how stupid and un-punk I am, and I think its really cool that they aren't either.

VICTORY!

It's not over yet cawck suckers.

Boston here we come...

NO SLEEP = CRANKY

I am becoming extremely tired of people who think they know everything when in all actuallity they don't know shit about anything. I'm sure everyone knows people who think they are just the best at everything but nobody else seems to acnowledge their greatness. Maybe you know someone who thinks they are better than you but you just can't wrap your head around how they could think this. Perhaps you know someone who talks down to / about you when this person doesn't know the first thing about you. I am tired of people like these having anything to do with my life. I try as hard as I can to disassociate myself with these folks but no matter what I do they seem to keep weaseling their way back into my life.

I am tired of people trying to ruin my time on this earth just because they are insecure in their own value. So I am going to, for the last time let you know what I think of you. I don't hate you, because I try not to even think about you. I don't wish you were dead because I will never care what happens to you. I don't care if you live, die, win the lottery, grow a tree or get hit by a fucking truck. I don't long for your acceptance because I couldn't value anything less. The only emotion I feel for you is pity, because you are so absorbed with your own sad fucking life that you don't even have a clue what the world around you really thinks of you. I'm sure right now your saying something like "I don't care what the world thinks of me" but thats not true. In fact thats all you care about, but since you have the mental capacity of a retarded earth worm you can't tell that the entire universe is mocking you behind your back. (because doing it to your face would spoil the only entertainment you provide) You are nothing to anyone other than an annoyance, and I would give anything to never have to be burdoned by your company again. 

Now I'm sure some (stupid) people are saying... Gee if you don't care so much, why the blog post? To that I say; Fuck you lamer it's called venting so why don't you stop analyzing me and go back dry humping your pets fuck face.

If you think this post could possibly be about you; maybe it is. In that case I would do some serious self analyzation.

God is love...

-P

The Line...

...Between wants and needs has become blurred. This is made by Sparrow Guitars and I sure wouldn't mind if they sent me one to review. Here is their Flickr Page with more erection inspiring pics of their other models. I would love to try one out but there isn't a store within 500 miles of my house here in Floirda that I know of.

Barac Cougar Obamacamp

Is a patronizing asshole, and his ideals wreak of Marxism. This cock sucker makes me sick. Vote McCain, he says MMA is cool now.

Blogger...

...seems to be broken, I will try again tomorrow.

Late

Its like almost 2am and I don't really have anything to post about but I am doing it anyway. I am bored and tired but I guess I'm too dumb to go to sleep... I just bought this you should buy it too.

First!

This is a feeble attempt to lure you in with cute pictures of kittens. Sucker, today I have a sinus infection it hurts I pretty much hate my fucking life at the moment. I had to spend $180 to go to the doctor so they could tell me what I already knew and write me a prescription for the most expensive antibiotics I have ever seen. They put me on new happy pills and I am already not taking them because I can't wake up in the morning. I don't know why but I can't just be happy, no matter what I do I'm never happy my old pills helped until they almost turned me into a psycho killer and now I get so angry I fly off the handle for no real reason (well I make up reasons in my head) and I am sick to my stomach all the time for no reason at all (not even ones I make up) I don't know hopefully things will work out with my new job as long as I stop calling out because I'm sick. Well now that I have bored myself to sleep with my lame ass rambling I am outta here for now. Maybe I will actually have something to write about tomorrow. We'll see I guess.

FTW