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Location: New Jersey, United States
Gender: Male
Interests: music/literature
Expertise: peanut butter and all things peanut butter related
Occupation: Unemployed/Between Jobs
Industry: Other
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AIM:  amaranthineXarmy
Member Since:
12/22/2003
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| - ha ha hi this is gracy. im on robbie's xanga because he refuses to update. anyway... i dont think he will be updating in future...because he has better thing to do (spend all his time bugging me)
so as his last words, i think that i should tell everyone a few things about mr rob
1) he is talking about popcorn RIGHT NOW
2) he is fluent in about 12 languages (including troll)
3) he's like the flu, people would rather get shot than hang out with him
4) i like his sleeves, they're real big
5) he cant spell sleeves, and neither can i
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| i dont know whats wrong with the computer. it shuts off by itself, it gets blurry when i try to read my or grace's xanga, and its just a jerk in general. ive got some addiction project in gym where i cant use instant messenger for a week, which is why i havent been on here much either. yesterday was fun, i went home on grace's bus, hung out at her house, went to perkins for dinner, then to borders where grace was...loud, and then back to my house to watch napolean dynamite with jason and adam. i left my backpack at her house but ill just get it tomorrow. today was supposed to be martian practice but adam told me we were going to the mall with jonny and jason instead to meet a bunch of people. we had to stay there for four hours which got a little boring but i got a six dollar psycho billy comp cd out of the deal. ooh, i declared today greaser day and wore my jeans boots undershirt and pink leopard print/silver overshirt and put my hair in a pompadour. it was wierd, at the mall jonny and i kept seeing another guy with a pompadour and a workshirt with a leopard print collar. anyway, the psychobilly cd's alright, but a lot of the bands singers annoy me. the horrorpops and kings of nuthin' are on it and theyre really good, and then theres a song called V8 Nightmare by a band whos name escapes me that are magnificent though. oh, and the astro zombies and nekromantix are on it too, theyre ok. i found a guitar strap in my room and when i tried to put it on my bass the holes were too small so i had to make them bigger with some switchblade i found. it works fine now though so im happy. i cant wait to make that psychobilly/horror rock band with kevin and adam. were probably going to have someone else sing with adam and i as backing vocals though. anyone interested? i dont know what were going to do lyrics wise, well probably start out covering misfits songs and maybe social d and redo sewer baby. the brimstones are playing at hamilton again in february and social distortions playing in starland. good shows... im tired. | | |
| ah, a new year. yesterday was spent practicing scales from the time jon came over and taught them to me until about three in the morning. i think i screwed up my fingers and wrist, but oh well. today was pretty much nothing until i talked to grace and went over to her house. i got to see how she re arranged her room, and then we watched napolean dynamite. after that was done we went to the country gridle, and then to see the lemony sniket movie. t'was a splendid time, im glad i got to see grace as much as i did, i thought i was going to be in virginia since yesterday but that never happened. i feel bad for my uncle but it worked out good for me... when i got home i ate the vanilla half of a ying yang cookie. rachel just informed me she colored me a picture. what a nice way to end the break. | | |
| so my computer is screwed up. the font on everything is huge and bold, and ive got no idea why. goldern. today was grand. it started by being woken up at the indecent hour of like, eleven o'clock. anyway, i went to her house and after an attempt or two at breaking my legs we left for shoprite. after the purchase of the essentials (marshmallows, doritos, disney princess tattoo bandaids) and a run-in with one of the most bizarre bagging women ive ever met, we went to borders to pick up when harry met sally. after that we went to the department store, and then back to her place to watch the movie and toast marshmallows over scented candles. they sure are flammable... the movie was good and i had a grand time. upon arrival home i was informed that jason was spending the night. he brought over resident evil 2 and i got to watch it from the scene where that woman fights the nemisis. i think well watch that the next time i get to pick the movie.
"waiter, there is too much pepper in my peprikosh." | | |
| yesterday was pretty good. i woke up kind of late, eventually went to chris's, ate, and started off to the show. jarret and i rode in the trunk since there was too many kids. the first band was alright. i think it was the superspecs. one of the bands played their last show. they were ok, probably the best of the openers. a band called socratic played. id heard of them before but i thought they were pretty bad. it was a lot of emo bands for some reason. strangers would pet me and ask about my clothes because i was wearing the shirt grace made for me. catch 22 was pretty good but a crowd surfer landed on my head, and then another one, topless, sweaty, and obese, did the same thing, but i couldnt lift him off so i stood there kind of out of it with this guy snapping my neck. three other people lifted him off and then i got punched in a "dangerous place" so i was pretty out of it the rest of the night. on the way home i got lemonade though, so its all good. the simones taught me there relationship theory, which i thought was marvellous. when i got inside i called grace so that we werent 'fighting' anymore. we talked until my mom made me get off the phone, then i sat in the kitchen eating tostitos chips with adam while he told me about independant films. thats all i remember until i woke up with charmit on me. this morning i was told we were going to curmudgeons, so jonny called and i told him to come over to help me deal with priff. we never went to curmudgeons, but trips to blockbuster to pick up anchor man, party city for some strange things, resulting in a shoot out in the aisle and me yelling at little kids, borders to listen to the horrorpops and reverend horton heat, and dave phillips. adam wanted to get a new guitar but my mom was in a mood and wouldnt let him without our dad which is stupid because he knows just as much about them as she does. we saw erik and mrs erkilla there for eriks lesson, and i looked at straps and amps. i didnt see anything great though. on the way home we listened to priffs new social d cd, and now im typing while adam and joey watch anchorman. | | |
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