Howdy, folks. Well it's been a disney-rific week. Last friday, I was at Mountain Sun with Mike, and blah blah blah, I talked him into driving out to Cali Cali with me. We spent the entire day Saturday cleaning his apartment out, and finally got onto the road at 10:30, accompanied by Harry Potter on tape. Wow. That's all I can say about Goblet of Fire. That, and it makes driving go a bazillion times faster. we pulled into OP around 7 or so, which is wicked good time, considering we are pulling a trailer.
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Twice-baked potatoes rule all
---- we went to zuma the next day, i got a weird ass burn. Malibu Yogurt was good. Cruising down the PCH rocks all.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Santa Barbara the next day. My school will be cool. The beach is right across the street. they need to comb it though. We shall see. I saw Masked and Anonymous in West LA that night. I can see why 2 theatres are holding it in all of LA. It's very strange, and not particularly good. The soundtrack made the movie worth it, though.
************************* I had an idea that night. Disneyland. So yesterday, we went. and it was fun. But, Fucking A, Space Mountain is closed till 2005. I mean, what the living fack! How can they close the best ride at the park? So yeah, we went on 4 rides, left, went to In n Out for the 3rd time in 4 days, then hoped from the 5, to the 605, to the 91, to the beach. Manhattan Beach. Heaven on Earth? maybe. We walked the pier, watched the surfers, sat on the sand, called a friend. They showed up, we went to a bar in Hermosa Beach, had a few beers, saw his new apartment in Torrance, then went off in to the night.
######################### I just got back from the airport, where Mike is meeting some friends. I just read the journal entries of the last week. I thought I'd update. I think I'll get my car washed, then read Harry Potter # 5. I'm excited. Aren't we all? That reminds me... I gotta look for an apartment in SB. I might do that.
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| Date: | 2003-08-06 18:32 |
| Subject: | The Austrians are coming!!!!!! |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | amused | | Music: | I Want Your Girlfriend to be My Girlfriend- Reel Big Fish |
I just heard Arnie will be running. Great news for California. Just watch. Down with Grey Davis.
I picked up the trailor today. as soon as i finish (start) my papers, i will pack up. then tomorrow morning i clean and do errands, and i'm on the road at 3:30.
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| Date: | 2003-08-04 23:12 |
| Subject: | Surprise |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | blah | | Music: | Dirty Glass-Dropkick Murphys |
I know i said i wasn't gonna update anymore, well screw you. So, concerts are coming up. I have 2 tickets for Bad Religion at the house of blues. who wants to go?
next, Dropkick Murphys at Ventura Theatre. Going with dad, Mark and Mark's son. Mark and my dad won't be moshing with me. lol.
LA on the 8th. We got killer seats for EK's majestic return to Dodger Stadium. I'm talking Field level, Aisle 2, row a, seats 1-2. Pimp seats. Jealous? yes, you are.
the song of the moment:
Murphy, Murphy, darling dear I long for you now night and day Your pain was my pleasure, your sorrow my joy I feel now I've lost you to health and good cheer Darcy, when I met you I was five years too young A boy beyond his age, or so I'd tell someone Anyone who'd listen and a few who couldn't care Still I welcomed you with open arms, my love I did share
(chorus) Darcy, Darcy darling dear, You left me dying, crying there In whiskey, gin, and pints of beer I fell for you my darling dear
You shut me off and you showed me the door But you always came crawling back begging me for more I showed you kindness, a stool, and a tab Then you poured me my pain in a dirty glass (Yeah, you left him bloody, battered, penniless, and poor) You know, I often stopped and wondered how you made it through my door With my brother's new non-duplicate registry ID Well you bit off more than you could chew the first day you met me.
You weren't the first to court me mister you won't be the last Oh, sure I wasn't honey, I know all about your past Listen to the big shot with his pager on call You spent most of those nights in my bathroom stall (Yeah, you got him high, but you left him low) Mind you own business, boy, how was I to know That he ws just a fiend and a no-good cheat Well it's all in the past bitch 'cause now I've got it beat.
i enjoyed this convo. hope you do too.
brendanl99 (11:00:46 PM): did you see it? nbassist (11:00:56 PM): of course not... I just woke up brendanl99 (11:01:07 PM): the movie nbassist (11:01:20 PM): oh, yes brendanl99 (11:01:25 PM): how was it nbassist (11:01:31 PM): the soundtrack was great brendanl99 (11:01:36 PM): the story? nbassist (11:01:42 PM): the soundtrack was great brendanl99 (11:01:47 PM): dammit brendanl99 (11:01:52 PM): dont be that way nbassist (11:01:54 PM): ok, I'll say this nbassist (11:02:03 PM): it wasn't necessarily a bad movie brendanl99 (11:02:11 PM): but you expected better? nbassist (11:02:30 PM): but it was so far over my and all of my friends heads that none of us could form an opinion brendanl99 (11:02:42 PM): oh nbassist (11:02:51 PM): I can't say I expected better because I'm still not sure if it's good brendanl99 (11:02:51 PM): wow brendanl99 (11:03:03 PM): maybe if you see it again nbassist (11:03:07 PM): maybe nbassist (11:03:12 PM): but not while in theatres nbassist (11:03:36 PM): my friend Dana wants to watch it 2 or 3 more times before forming an opinion but is "gleefully indifferent" brendanl99 (11:03:46 PM): gleefully brendanl99 (11:03:48 PM): ? nbassist (11:03:54 PM): Gloria, on the other hand, said the movie was "entertainingly bad" brendanl99 (11:04:08 PM): what the hell kind of friends do you have nbassist (11:04:22 PM): and I liked the movie in general, but can't give a solid review besides the fact that I enjoyed bits and pieces that I did get nbassist (11:04:28 PM): intellectuals... nbassist (11:04:46 PM): and trust me, you'd need to be an intellectual to even try and get the movie brendanl99 (11:06:34 PM): i heard if you are a dylan fan you like it if not you think it's pompous brendanl99 (11:06:46 PM): is it worse than mulhoulland drive nbassist (11:06:59 PM): I hated Mulholland Drive nbassist (11:07:02 PM): so no brendanl99 (11:07:10 PM): as far as understanding it nbassist (11:07:25 PM): I rank it on the same wave as Waiting for Godot brendanl99 (11:07:34 PM): oh and the director said it was made purposefully unsatisfying nbassist (11:08:09 PM): basically, each and every conversation has a different and equall-y important point only to have the ending monologue tell you to ignore any points and form your own opinion brendanl99 (11:08:28 PM): that's dylan for you nbassist (11:08:37 PM): I guess brendanl99 (11:08:57 PM): well more like eminem nbassist (11:09:00 PM): but I think the reason why Dylan fans like it is because at least they can enjoy the music even if they don't get the meaning nbassist (11:09:03 PM): not at all brendanl99 (11:09:11 PM): joke nbassist (11:09:26 PM): Eminem would be closer to "I'm gonna say this and then you do the opposite because this is obviously not a real opinion" nbassist (11:09:47 PM): I thoroughly enjoyed 8 Mile brendanl99 (11:10:03 PM): i didn't thoroughly enjoy it, but it was good nbassist (11:11:26 PM): yes, yes it was
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| Date: | 2003-07-22 11:27 |
| Subject: | end of the line |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | angry | | Music: | The Weight- The Band |
I've come to realize that I hate so much about what I do with myself. I hate that I don't read anymore. I hate that I waste my time in front of this computer. I hate I'm out of shape. I hate that I sleep in sometimes. I can be a better, more productive person than what I am. So that said, screw livejournal, this is my last entry ever, and screw everyone who doesnt give a fuck bout me. I leave with a song.
I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' 'bout half past dead I just need some place where I can lay my head "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?" He just grinned and shook my hand, and "No" was all he said
Take a load off Fanny Take a load for free Take a load off Fanny And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me
Picked up my bag, went lookin' for a place to hide When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown" She said, "I gotta go, but m'friend can stick around"
Take a load off Fanny Take a load for free Take a load off Fanny And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me
Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say It's just old Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgement Day "Well Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?" He said, "Do me a favour, son, won't you stay an' keep Anna Lee company?"
Take a load off Fanny Take a load for free Take a load off Fanny And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me
Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog He said, "I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog" I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, I'm a peaceful man" He said, "That's OK, just feed him when you can"
Take a load off Fanny Take a load for free Take a load off Fanny And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me
Catch a cannon ball now, to take me down the line My bag is sinking low and I do believe it's time To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one Who sent me here with her regards for everyone
Take a load off Fanny Take a load for free Take a load off Fanny And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me
ok, fine... one more song. A sad one too:
Today is the day For dancing and for singing The birds in the trees and all The bells are ringing The sun is in the sky Is bright as bright second light Is bright oh god I hope I'm alright
Cause I'm gonna cry Hold on, hold on Slow down, slow down You're out of touch Out of touch 'Cause there is no design for life There's no devil's haircut in my mind There is not a wonderwall to climb To climb or step around But there is a slide show and it's so slow Flashing through my mind
Today was the day But only for the first time Hold on, hold on Slow down, slow down You're out of touch Out of touch
'Cause there is no design for life There is no devil's haircut in your mind There is not a wonderwall To climb or step around But there is a slidesshow and it's so slow Flashing through my mind
Today was the day But only for the first time I hope it's not the last time
Slideshow-Travis
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for those whose partner in life just wasn't good enough or were viciously seduced by their parents' friend:
Thomas Jefferson John Fitzgerald Kennedy Micheal Jordan Kobe Bryant Benjamin Braddock
Guess which movie I just saw?
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| Date: | 2003-07-17 21:42 |
| Subject: | Time can mean so much |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | awake | | Music: | Sonata in D Minor-Andres Segovia |
War looms on my mind like gravy and apple sauce in a pond of bricks (figure that metaphor out). People speak of the horrors of war, but they have never experienced it. war kills so many people. Democrats eat babies for brunch every other tuesday.
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| Date: | 2003-07-16 12:02 |
| Subject: | Heat of the Night |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | amused | | Music: | Midnight Sun-AFI |
Last night was... interesting. 3 hours of Texas Hold em, plenty of beer. The allstar game was not a bad game. I wanted the AL to win. Too bad for Gagne, but if you are gonna blow a game, it's best to do it when it doesnt matter. And it STILL DOESN'T MATTER BUD! So I got home, and someone IMed me... and...
What went down on the side of the road? What I saw at the edge of the sea. Only those elements time cannot wear, and they follow. What seeped out throught the cracks in time, what sucks out the color in me? What awaits beyond infinity? Beyond and to all time I stand. What blew in with the great gale? What weighed down the falling leaves? What came forth from the remains? What has always lived and gone unseen? What has caused the night to fall? Who speaks of eternity? Who awakes to night eternally?
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I HAD written something about my roommate and the Dodgers and other stuff, but LJ sucks sometimes. I will re-type this part:
Screw you guys who don't like my journal. I didn't know it was my job to write down your thoughts.
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| Date: | 2003-07-14 09:34 |
| Subject: | the world is a mirror |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | blank | | Music: | whole lotta love- Led Zepplin |
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. It's a matter of taste. They say beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes way down to the bone. They say a picture is worth a thousand words. And Helen of Troy launched a thousand ships. There are exotic beauties. Hidden gems. Diamonds in the rough. The crown jewel. There are beauty queens. Ugly ducklings. Acquired tastes. Late-bloomers. Classic beauties. There are looks that kill. Looks to die for. Looks that turn heads and looks that stop traffic. But looks aren't everything. You can't judge a book by its cover. Cuz the prettier the face the dumber the head. But could be, they're more than just a pretty face. For beauty comes in all shapes and forms. And it's what's on the inside that really matters. For a thing of beauty is a joy forever. But remember: The star that burns brightest burns briefest. And every rose has its thorn.
"Better to be fake pretty than real ugly"
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| Date: | 2003-07-13 21:11 |
| Subject: | somethings never go away |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | Scornful | | Music: | Scornful Of The Motives And Virtue Of Others-Shai Hulud |
Back on St Patty's day, when Emily was in my life, we decided to go out. We ended up at this club. Fast forward to 2 AM. We are sitting on a curb, and this girl is crying. She's drunk, can't find her friend. A few minutes later, she's walking down the ally with some guy. She was just raped. I console her, take her down the stairs to get her shoes, take her back up. She needs a ride home, so I, being sober, take her home. We get to a friends house, I sleep on the couch, I wake up at 10 and drive her back to Boulder to get her car. I go home for Spring Break. I come back. "Brendan, you were in the paper." "oh really?" I was, the girl had pressed charges. I called the cops. They interviewed me. That was over 3 months ago. Last week, I got subpeonaed. Today, an investigator for the defendant knocks on my door. I just finished talking to her. Prelim is on the 30th of July. The trial could still be going a year from now. Since I am leaving, They'd pay for my flight and hotel room for when I am in town. I won't get miles though.
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I've discovered that I have the power to go Super-Saiyan, and that my personality closely resembles Gohan. Except I'm not a little bitch.
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| Date: | 2003-07-13 01:29 |
| Subject: | Masked and Anonymous |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | accomplished | | Music: | the entire Blood on the Tracks album |
(greatest movie...ever? we will see)
Buckets of rain Buckets of tears Got all them buckets comin' out of my ears. Buckets of moonbeams in my hand, I got all the love, honey baby, You can stand.
I been meek And hard like an oak I seen pretty people disappear like smoke. Friends will arrive, friends will disappear, If you want me, honey baby, I'll be here.
Like your smile And your fingertips Like the way that you move your lips. I like the cool way you look at me, Everything about you is bringing me Misery.
Little red wagon Little red bike I ain't no monkey but I know what I like. I like the way you love me strong and slow, I'm takin' you with me, honey baby, When I go.
Life is sad Life is a bust All ya can do is do what you must. You do what you must do and ya do it well, I'll do it for you, honey baby, Can't you tell?
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and I doubt anyone cares about me, either.
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| Date: | 2003-07-12 13:15 |
| Subject: | Screw you guys.... |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | pissed off | | Music: | Come Sail Away-Cartman |
Cartman is a wonderous wordsmith. "Poor people piss me off," "we saved the baby cows from being eaten and now we are god damn, no good, dirty hippies!" etc. One of the best, is "Screw you guys, I'm going home." And that is how I feel. I feel like everyone talks behind my back and that no one actually likes me. I'd rather people tell me they don't like me and why. then I'd leave you all the fug alone. Dodger game tonight. whoopdedoo.
I hope you all have great lives. I'm just kinda pissed off.
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| Date: | 2003-07-11 22:10 |
| Subject: | One Word |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | (en route to getting drunk) | | Music: | I Just Can't Get Enough-Depeche Mode |
Beirut Friday
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"Hey, ain't life wonderful? Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful... Isn't it wonderful now?"
I close my eyes when I get too sad I think thoughts that I know are bad Close my eyes and I count to ten Hope it's over when I open them
I want the things that I had before Like a Star Wars poster on my bedroom door I wish I could count to ten Make everything be wonderful again
Hope my mom and I hope my dad Will figure out why they get so mad Hear them scream, I hear them fight They say bad words that make me wanna cry
Close my eyes when I go to bed And I dream of angels who make me smile I feel better when I hear them say Everything will be wonderful someday
Promises mean everything when you're little And the world's so big I just don't understand how You can smile with all those tears in your eyes Tell me everything is wonderful now
Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now
I go to school and I run and play I tell the kids that it's all okay I laugh aloud so my friends won't know When the bell rings I just don't wanna go home
Go to my room and I close my eyes I make believe that I have a new life I don't believe you when you say Everything will be wonderful someday
Promises mean everything when you're little And the world is so big I just don't understand how You can smile with all those tears in your eyes When you tell me everything is wonderful now
No No, I don't wanna hear you tell me everything is wonderful now No No, I don't wanna hear you tell me everything is wonderful now
I don't wanna hear you say That I will understand someday No, no, no, no I don't wanna hear you say You both have grown in a different way No, no, no, no I don't wanna meet your friends And I don't wanna start over again I just want my life to be the same Just like it used to be Some days I hate everything
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summertime and the livin's easy and bradley's on the microphone w/ ras m.g. all the people in the dance will agree that we are well qualified to represent the LBC me and louie run to the party dance to the rhythm it gets harder me and my girl got this relationship i love her so bad but she treats me like... on lock down like a penitentiary she spreads her lovin' all over and when she gets home there’s none left for me [chorus] oh take this veil from off my eyes a burning sun will one day rise so what am i gonna be doin' for a wife i guess i'll have to play it myself show them how we come off the shelf [chorus] evil i've come to tell you that she's evil most definately evil ornery scandalous and evil the tension is getting hotter i'd like to hold her head underwater
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| Date: | 2003-07-09 20:47 |
| Subject: | So it Goes |
| Security: | Public |
Early in the morning, risin' to the street Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmation, and I can still get high I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot Life is (too short), so love the one you got Cause you might get runover or you might get shot
Never start no static I just get it off my chest Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest Take a small example, take a tip from me Take all of your money, give it all to charity Love is what I got It's within my reach
And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach It all comes back to you, you'll finally get what you deserve Try and test that you're bound to get served Love's what I got Don't start a riot You'll feel it when the dance gets hot
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
(That's) why I don't cry when my dog runs away I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock Fuckin' and fightin', it's all the same Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that Lovin', is what I got, I got I got I got I...got
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Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!
Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby All right stop, Collaborate and listen Ice is back with my brand new invention Something grabs a hold of me tightly Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don't know Turn off the lights and I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom Deadly, when I play a dope melody Anything less than the best is a felony Love it or leave it, You better gain way You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Now that the party is jumping With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point no faking I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon Burning them if they're not quick and nimble I go crazy when I hear a cymbal And a hi hat with a souped up tempo I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi Did you stop? No -- I just drove by Kept on pursuing to the next stop I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block That block was dead
Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave. Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine Reading for the chumps on the wall The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball" Gunshots ranged out like a bell I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were shells Falling on the concrete real fast Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack Police on the scene, You know what I mean They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends If there was a problem, You, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it My town, that created all the bass sound Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground 'Cause my style's like a chemical spill Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept We make it hype and you want to step with this Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn" If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram Keep my composure when it's time to get loose Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice If there was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it! Check out the hook while Deshay revolves it.
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to your mother!
Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold
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| Date: | 2003-07-08 00:11 |
| Subject: | New song for now |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | peaceful | | Music: | In My Life-Beatles |
There are places I'll remember All my life though some have changed Some forever not for better Some have gone and some remain All these places have their moments With lovers and friends I still can recall Some are dead and some are living In my life I've loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers There is no one compares with you And these memories lose their meaning When I think of love as something new Though I know I'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them In my life I love you more
Though I know I'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them In my life I love you more In my life I love you more
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