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monkeydancer wrote:...We're apparently a rich country, and our government spends all its time debating stupid bullshit and funding more nuclear goddamn weapons rather than feeding people who are fucking starving.
What the FUCK.

Welcome to 'Merica.

monkeydancer wrote:Watchu taking doxycycline for? I used to for spots, it didn't really do shit so I quit it.

lymes

I hate this weather. Winter can't come soon enough.

there's a gorgeous original-condition Musima 25V on eBay with a Buy It Now of €160, but i can't buy it because i have to save my money in case i have to make wit teh relocationz. I HAS A SAD.

and if it wasn't for air conditioning i'd have to seriously consider shooting myself. it's been fucking horrible all week.

SOMETIMES LIFE IS SO FUCKING GAY DUDE. UUUUUUUUGH.

Things that are awesome: friends pulling practical jokes on each other in spooky abandoned houses.

Things that are not awesome: neighbors with guns who like to call the cops.

do tell

I live in a small town, like, less than 500 people; so, everyone knows everyone. There's a house here that's been abandoned since the 90's. There was a fire and the residents left and never returned. Some of my local friends went and explored the house earlier yesterday, and when I was hanging out with one of them, Tanner, and he was telling me about how creepy it was in there. Me being a sucker for any ghost-hunting activity proposed we go explore it.

So, at about eleven last night Tanner and I went to explore the old abandoned Gary K place. We parked down the road next to a neglected farm so my car wouldn't be seen by anyone driving by and walked to the house. The moon was waxing gibbous and I marveled at how much the outside of the house resembled an old pulp fiction novel; dark, overgrown, and in a mild state of decay. We walked around the downstairs of the house and it was pretty creepy, a lot like those videos of people exploring Chernobyl. They left a lot: old computers, furniture, luggage, dishes. I guess after they fled from the fire they had no interest in reclaiming anything from the house.

Tanner told me there was a really creepy doll upstairs. So I followed Tanner up the stairs, and before we got to the room with doll, there was a noise. We had just reached the top of the stairs when out of the doorway came a masked person, moving fast and not saying a word. I screamed and bolted down the stairs as fast as I could, scrapping my arm as I went. When I got to the bottom they let me know what was going on, but I was pumped and pissed. So I yelled a couple of "fuck you"s and "goddammits" and whatnot, but I couldn't stay mad long because that was too awesome of a prank

We finished exploring the house and were out in front standing on the road, when a neighbor down the street (about two hundred feet away) got in his car a drove past us real slow. We waved, and he turned around after passing us and pulled back in his driveway. He then walked towards us holding a handgun and told us, his whole family was freaking out because of us and we'd better get going because the cops were on their way. So we went back to our cars and drove to our respective homes.

I'm really annoyed by all this. I don't know if be was telling the truth about the cops or whether or not we had upset his family. But if he was telling the truth I feel bad we scared his kids, but if he was lying I'm annoyed he walked up to us with a gun and lied to us just to get us to leave. One of the other guys wants to go apologize today, I have mixed feelings because of how the neighbor reacted to something that wasn't even on his property.

ugh you handled that well. the italian in me woulda fucking kicked his ass. no one points a gun on, and if they do they better fucking shoot me dead.

my mild irritation of today. so im a frequent mover. i settle in almost any city amazingly. im a hippyish person. well i moved to nashville thinking music capitol bla bla. well its the commercial music capital. nothing original. all the bands want to do half cover tunes if not all. its all about paychecks and not passion. to me the big pay out in music is when you get paid for you passion. people here have no concept and music is just a job to them and not a joy. piccasso didn't repaint other paintings to make a living. he used his passion to create something magical that transcends time. i dont get the mindset. and ive been all over. people live n sequestered groups here and dont reach out to strangers. i swear im the only hippy ive seen here since ive lived here (about a year now, and i just dont get it) i get strange looks everywhere i go with my hemp and tie dye, however in the back of my mind its like fuck it because im climbing into my mercedes s430 and they prob have a shitty 70s pickup truck. im used to cities where groups of open minded people gather and share stories and wisdom and create good vibes. here everyone sticks to themselves, drinks beer, and is racist towards anyone different. also the fucking dirtbag pill epidemic going on. i have lost lots of friends to herion and i hate it. however here heroine is almost non existence yet pill use is fucking crazy. and after seeing some of these pill freaks sad to say imo it fucks u up worse than herion. not to even mention the looks i get when i tell them im from nj. the civil war has not been forgotten here. so far i have zero friends here, zero anything but all the gear and stuff ive been collecting since being here. ive just been studying music, building my studio, and finishing some degrees. im just so let down. out of all the cities i lived in this one seemed like one of the best cultural environments, however when moving here its just a bunch of stuck up racist people who can not understand differences. irritated as fuck. its weird going from city to city being surrounded by strangers who accept you and love you, than coming to this fucking redneck state and everyone hates you because from you accent they can clearly tell your not from here. its just werid going from mr.popular in every city to being turned into a hermit cause of this shity town.

not trying to be insulting, but you basically moved to Redneck LA...what did you expect?

i'm in truly ugly mood at the moment, which came over me without warning for no apparent reason. maybe i'm pissed because the roller bridge for my project guitar only just shipped today, or that my back hurts, or that i don't know if i passed the software test at the company i went to yesterday, but i'm about ready to rip someone a new arsehole. I JUST WANT TO KNOW IF I'M GOING TO STAY HERE OR IF I'LL HAVE TO LEAVE.

Easy there Joe Strummer, everything's going to be all right.

things will be a lot more tolerable once the cold front comes through tonight...it's 95º outside, and i'm basically trapped indoors because i can't stand the heat.

Yus. Still melting over here, too, Wicked Witch of the West style.

I keep going out into the living room and watching the Weather Channel, saying "JFC, when will the rain get here?"