Thursday, August 5, 2010

I am legitimately obsessed with Liam Wilson from Dillinger Escape Plan. No idea why, though. This interviewer always seems to come up with the strangest questions but I'm starting to enjoy it.
Is it weird to say that I'm in love with Liam's eyes? I mean, I could put this thing on mute & just stare into his eyes.
Yeah, that's definitely weird.
Goodnight. <3
Is it just me or does Liam seem to have a thing for my beautiful black women?

I ran on an hour of sleep yesterday.

I was up until 7 a.m. , then the constuction workers outside woke me up at 8 a.m.
I went to bed around 11 p.m. & slept until 11 a.m.
I'm starting to get sleepy already,
I hope I don't pass out before getting to watch my new dvd.

Tru Fax:

Wayferers are the only sunglasses that look good on all guys. I can't stand seeing ugly sunglasses on a dude (i.e. $5 Wal-Mart glasses that have the appearance of an oil spill when in motion). This is a public service anouncement: There are a million different knockoffs & a site called, so don't think you have to blow $150 to not have to sun burning your eyes. I'm just sayin'. Wayferers are undoubtedly the only safe bet.

Can I, like, be in this band?

I don't play any instruments & I can't sing but...please?


I had good intentions. I went to the mall, found the issue of Outburn, & then put it back. I'll have to come back for it next week, along with RockSound (The Gaslight Anthem is on the cover) & Nylon Guys. I did, however, get The Acacia Strain's 'Most Known Unknown' dvd, Lamb of God's new 3 disc Hourglass, a pretty sick backpack & two cases of water bottles. Not bad for one day.

I have a feeling

this will be another shitty interview. Jonny Craig gives the worst interviews, for whatever reason. I, however, will be one of the first to pick this issue up. Gotta support my man.

Monday, August 2, 2010

True Fax:

I have UTI & I feel like I'm in labor right now.
I'm having a hard time sitting at the computer,
so, I'm probably going to have to turn in earlier tonight.

I woke up at 3 a.m.

I went to bed around midnight, thinking that going to sleep a little earlier would benefit me.
Woke up at 3, stared at the ceiling, watched a dvd, listened to music, then went into the livingroom & watched t.v. for an hour before passing out at 10 until 1.
I guess my body is just used to going to bed around 3 a.m. now.
That was a fucking failure of a night.

Offically in love with Gavin McInnes. The fucking annoying hipster bitches? Not so much.