it's hot as fuck...

I'm sitting outside of a Moose lodge in Doylestown, PA sweating my dick off. I think my body is currently made up of 90% whiskey and coke.

Luckily we got to this show 4 fucking hours early.

New York destroyed me last night.

tour rules.

you got me...

Yea....big deal.

So i made a myspace bulletin a few weeks back about how people are stupid and annoying for making a thousand bulletins a day asking everyone to "follow" their Twitter.

And now I have a blog....Cool, you win.



My life is a shallow hole....and the only thing I have to fill it with is Top 5's, and new pictures.



Fuck it.

Twitter is still fucking stupid.

this is annoying...

.....it's stupid that suddenly amongst hardcore people, or 'cores' as me and my friends call them, it's totally cool and acceptable to be way into drugs and drinking and being a scumbag.

I've been doing that shit for years....and all I've managed to do is lose friends, beat up friends, get beat up by friends and 'non-cores', accidentally punch a girl, lose a lot of money, damage a lot of things I really liked owning, and look like a retard.

However, when I was in high school I was definitely 'straightedge' for two years. One, because BACK THEN it was NOT COOL to like hardcore and be into drugs and shit. I also did it because I had a long drinking rampage that involved doing many of the aforementioned terrible things.

But still, my point is.....umm.....basically I like it better when hardcore kids have morals and shit. It just seems right.


I lost the point to this post back at 'cores'.
My brain is unhappy.

Here We Go......

Alright, I'm jumping on this blog trend. Apparently, when you don't work you have a lot of fucking free time.

This will now be my means for drunken rants, tour updating (which will essentially just be drunken rants from other places other than my bedroom), and random thoughts from my stupid brain.

What it will not be, is anything serious. I mean, when I make a post about how much i fucking HATE white people, or how I would willingly trade my real legs for bionic replacements...I'm being serious. However, there will be no real emotional thoughts being put down here because, well.....emotions are meant to be kept inside, forgotten, and blocked out, until they become serious problems later in life.

So yea....follow this shit if you want. I don't give a fuck. At the very least it will be entertaining and probably make you feel a whole lot better about yourself/your life.