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[Dec. 19th, 2004|02:32 am] |
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So I'm working 48 hours this week starting today. I'm actually going to working somewhere around 60 once I get scheduled for Christmas Eve. I also had an awesome night last night, and it was wonderful(it really wasn't)
Brian White, your soul* belongs to me starting tomorrow.
*read "penis" |
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[Jul. 25th, 2004|09:04 am] |
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I've been working for the Hoffman's this week at the Monmouth County Fair. The Hoffman's are a 70 year old couple who are extremely nice and wish to make me fat. The task of making me fat is pretty easy when they wish to feed me funnel cakes and fried oreos. The Hoffman's run a funnel cake business, so you know. Basically I have learned not only to make funnel cakes from scratch, but to apply that method into frying ANYTHING I WANT, like candy bars and twinkies and other things.
I've gotten into crossword puzzles lately to the point where I get the newspaper just to do them.
Tuesday I leave for Upstate New York for 6 days and then I think I have another Monday off and then I'm leaving for somewhere else and this will probably keep up until November which spells out lots of money.
Band-wise, I have no idea what is going on and sometimes I think everyone is pissed at me cause I have to work the whole summer which I think is pretty lame, but I doubt that's really true because that's some dumb shit there, hoss.
Upon pressing the paste button this appears: http://www.hotornot.com/m/v/?eid=KRHRB&entry=match
I haven't checked it yet, though.
~Cromer. |
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[Jul. 8th, 2004|07:34 am] |
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I'm leaving for New Bedford, Massachusettes today and won't be back til Sunday night. Saw Dodgeball yesterday(funny)and Great Adventure the day before, plus lots of other stuff, but my neck really hurts. Anyway, leave me some love my LJ Buddies, lolzerz!!
I'm also going to hit the "paste" button and see what has most recently been copied:
"Bree your the koolest ever!"
Psh. |
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[Jun. 21st, 2004|02:52 pm] |
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So yesterday a large turkey was dropped off on the farm from Animal Control cause they found it somewhere. Upon hearing about the bird which weighs somewhere close to 50 pounds, I began to concieve thoughts of quiting my appetite. I had dreams of delicious turkey dancing in my stomach last night in preparing for today in which I would get to see my potential meal. So 6:30 comes and I get ready for work. At 7 AM I arrive. After given my tasks for the day and inquired where the turkey was. Upon recieving information of it's exact location, I checked it out.
There he was.
50 pounds of pure delicious meat staring at me from inside his temporary pen area. My curiosity got the best of me...I had to further investigate....
I WENT INSIDE THE PEN. This was probably not a good idea when I think about it because turkeys are pretty big, and can pack a whallop. I was a bit nervous when the turkey approached me...what were his intentions....would I need to fend off this huge chunk of poultry??....I wasn't sure.
HE STOPPED AT MY FEET. I greeted the turkey by saying, "I am going to eat you." The turkey looked up at me with it's turkey eyes....
And then I fell in love with the turkey. I sat in there for awhile petting the turkey who was very receptive of attention. When I asked my boss about the turkey he told me it's probably someone's pet and that's why he's so friendly. I immediately cast aside futher intentions of eating my new friend and resumed the day, stopping every now and then to visit him. I'm not sure what I'm going to name him, though. On the farm I usually name animals just what they are and sometimes I add little Mr's, Mrs's or y's at the end. Right now he is Mr.Turkey. And noone is going to fucking eat him. :) |
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| TEH SCARY |
[Jun. 3rd, 2004|05:11 pm] |
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I definately had one of the scariest dreams I've ever had last night. It started out alright, me and Janine were at the farm, waiting for my boss to get back from wherever cause I had to talk to him. I had just put the horse out in his pen. It had recently rained, and the farm looked like a series of little islands. Anyway, it got a little bit darker and the wind started picking up, and I just got this bad feeling so we felt this urgency to leave. So we got into a car and drove down to the dock community. Now I know we don't have one in Jackson, but it was there in my dream. We stop because we get that bad feeling again and for some reason I have a video camera. We see someone in a window on the phone and we use the camera to zoom in cause something's wrong. We're watching for a few seconds and all of a sudden something kill the girl in the house with one swipe. Then the camera got all fuzzy so we didn't see what happened after that. All we knew is that this monster killed some chick. I remember being in the house for a little while trying to get out and then us trying to get away in a car but getting stuck in this tunnel and had to get a different car. But apparently the monster was at the farm and we narrowly escaped or something. It really sucked. |
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[Jun. 1st, 2004|10:06 pm] |
This didn't happen recently, but I just recalled something my mother said to me a few years ago when she left my dad. It was something along the lines of "I think it's good how you guys handled it, you didn't get jaded, and it was a good experience."
Thinking about this now kinda gets me mad. Yes, thank you mother for putting us all through a rather unpleasant divorce because I'm not sure if my character would have developed correctly without you putting me through a great deal of omgdrama.
Anyway, two shows coming up, one at the Saint on the 6th and one at the Stone Pony the following Sunday.
I picked my sister up from band tonight, and I ran into Mr.Bud. He asked me how the theater thing was going. He was pretty surprised when I told him that there was no theater thing going on with me. I don't think I'm ever really going to do any more plays because everyone seems like they're a bunch of complete bastards and not in the least bit good. So in other words, I am letting my assumptions of people stopping me from doing something I used to really enjoy.
[I'm] Getting a bit annoyed at things regarding music. Two things keep happening all the time. I'll sit down with the intent to write and all that comes out is a bunch of ballady type things that I get bored with easily. The other annoying thing that happens is that I get these really good vocal melodies in my head but I'm so uninterested in writing lyrics that they essentially go to waste. I haven't given my voice a really good workout lately, and I'm experiencing some kind of vocal atrophy like I've got some sort of cap on my range. So I have to fix that.
Almost lost a toe the other day at work. We were breaking up some wooden staircase and of course there were lots of nails in them. Fortunately I was not hit by a protruding nail. However, while KC was breaking a rather heavy piece off of a larger piece, he slipped and the piece tipped over and the very tip landed on the first joint of my big toe. So that really hurt and I still can't bend it all the way. That isn't the worst thing that's happened to me and fortunately this incident did have some sort of cartoonish humor to it.
ROBOT PARADE. |
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[May. 22nd, 2004|12:13 pm] |
It's not really this time but
I am 19 today. Yay! |
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| GODAMNIT |
[May. 7th, 2004|10:12 pm] |
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I JUST WROTE A POST AND IT DIDN"T GO THROUGH. SECOND ATTEMPT
Ahem.
Did okay on my finals but more importantly I AM TEH SEXY WITH MUSCLES FROM WORKING DEAR GOD MY BICEPS THROB WITH DELIGHT.
Anyway, been working on new songs. Worked pretty hard on the three of them. Hopefully they won't be thrown out like a used tampon, AY-OH! Oh man, I am gross.
Tampons aside, we have a new puppy. You think my dad might get something manageable, you know, a puppy of reasonable size. No. He got a St.Bernard. It just GOES everywhere. EVERYWHERE. DEAR CHRIST WHY. It's going to weigh a bajillion pounds(a kerbillion and a half kilograms) and drool on me. OH GOD.
Oh yeah, www.theopposites.net |
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| OMGUPDATZORZ |
[Apr. 21st, 2004|12:06 am] |
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So there are two shows coming up this weekend, nubs. Friday at Manalapan High School, $5 and it's a benefit for cancer. Or muscular dystrohpy. I don't remember. And Sunday at the Green Room in Seaside for $10. Go to one.
Anyway. Played with teh Walter's Alter Ego this past Wednesday at Rider, BUT more importantly rocked out the Janine for several hours. Actually, we just kinda hung out. Unfortunately, there will be no visitation until Saturday. Hopefully, the farm will not hold me until very late so I may see some Janine. It shall be excellent.
Also, the lucious Kim Zawrotny will be coming home on Friday, and has agreed to attend Sunday's show. Then she will stay for the rest of the week. This news excites me because I will have a hang out buddy that doesn't have a penis, or at least a relatively well concealed penis. I'm not sure.
This past Saturday I sang in a Hospice Ceremony with the choir, and something came to my attention. I have become pretty adept at sight reading sheet music and all that good stuff. We had one practice before the ceremony and stuff I've never seen before I could do that instant. Unfortunately, the downfall of sight reading is that you don't quite remember how it all goes and you become reliant on the sheet music. It's kind of exciting that I'm confident enough in my ability to just read like it's a book. Crazy. Also, I'd been toying with the idea that I was turning into a tenor. This turned out to be untrue. I was eating lots of ice cream and all the wrong kinds of food and drinking nothing but soda, and it all affects your vocal chords, ladeeda. This caused me to just lose the lower part of my range, and I got kind of upset cause I thought it was gone for good. Men's voices change until they're 30, by the way. But now it's back now that I've been doing things right. Hurrayz!
This Thursday is Jackson High School's concert, and I am excited.
Shpider. |
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| Rock und Roll |
[Apr. 4th, 2004|09:58 pm] |
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Grundlefest was a complete success. It was probably our best show to date. The crowd was definately into us which is always good. That's about it, really. |
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| Kinetic Energy into MAYHEM |
[Mar. 31st, 2004|10:54 pm] |
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Lots of news goin down, nubs.
Got a job at the Atlantic Motel is Pt.Pleasant.
The Opposites are playing Club Chrome April 30th.
Janine is coming home tomorrow.
Janine is awesome.
Awesome jam session today. Will be available for download SOON!
I got into an accident today.
Yep, Rt.88. I put my foot on the brake and began to apply pressure. This caused the tires to lock up and the van slid. This is call an "Oh shit." I smashed into a mini-van who in turn smashed into a pick-up truck. I apparently killed one guy so I fled the scene.....okay, I actually only hit the guy going about 15 MPH, and the only damage done was to my car and slight damage to the mini-van. Everyone was okay. The police were called, everything was taken care of and I wasn't issued a ticket because of the condition of the roads and the cop was a nice guy. So was the guy I hit. So, hurray. I feel like a total ass and really disappointed in myself. My dad is onc agian disappointed but what can ya do. Things have been pretty downhill lately. I'll have to take next semester off. Unless I come into a large amount of money. Oh wells. Whatcha gonna do? |
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| Holy Update |
[Mar. 28th, 2004|08:31 pm] |
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So the weekend involved the following:
Janine.
Last night I had dinner with her family for the first time. We had chinese food and it was delicious. I was kinda nervous at first, but after everyone started eating, conversation really picked up and I felt pretty much at home. We rented Lost in Translation which I had attempted to see in theatre but ended up leaving midway. I really liked it when I watched it all the way through, though. Yeah. Then I didn't leave til 3AM. Daddy was like, "Oh man, no more 4AM shit, dawg. You best be followin da rulez, fo' sho. Don't be trippin wit dat sheeet no mo'. Snap, son." Silly daddy.
Today, I woke up at around 2:30. I've been awake for 6 hours. Damnit. I also started on the farm on Saturday. It was good stuff. I finally found my notebook which contains all of my journal entries so I don't have to redo them like I thought. Phewz0rz.
Grundlefest is this upcoming Saturday, and hopefully it will turn into HarcoreFest like last time. I don't know if anyone knows this.....but...
Hardcore Music is the most incredible music ever. It's so innovative, I mean c'mon. POWER CHORDS??? Who's done that? Drop tuning??? Unheard of. And this thing called DISTORTION??? Genius. However, the most innovative thing created by hardcore music....screaming. Holy shit, how can one man be so angry? He must be really sad. I mean, life is tough when you're 16. Poor guys. And there's so many of them. Sigh.
I wish I was fat so I could have an excuse to be lazy. |
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| Woot-Update |
[Mar. 23rd, 2004|10:37 pm] |
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So the dog got fixed this weekend. She has a cone around her head. Silly puppy. Tomorrow I have a test for Human Geography. Gonna fail, oh man, it's gonna be great. Tomorrow, I am also going to see DAWN OF THE DEAD to fulfill my manly needs for violence. Other than that, Grundlefest is coming up soon, prepare to cry for the emo bands, then be rocked by the Opposites, and then cry again with more emo.
Last week....awesome. If Janine were some kind of drug, I'd have overdosed a few times. I get to see her this weekend, I think, which is incredible. Anyway, I'm going to pretend to study for my test. Best plan ever. |
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| Hmm... |
[Mar. 18th, 2004|11:14 am] |
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So....
Today I have a job interview with J-Crew. Also, I'm handing in a resume at Harry and David's.
I spent a good amount of time patronizing my mother today about her library job in which she works anywhere from 11 to 21 hours a week. 6 hour days. It's probably the most she's ever worked in her life. Oh man. |
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| Choir |
[Mar. 15th, 2004|10:43 pm] |
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So tonight we got 4 neew pieces of music today.
First impression: Yay! Hurray! I enjoy looking at new music and singing it. Gee, I wonder what pieces....
We got 1 Haydn piece(good) However, we got THREE BRAHMS.
I hate Brahms. I shall explain why.
You see, Brahms has a formula for just about every choir song he's made.
Step One: Brahms shows off that he has big hands by putting unecessary things like parallel 10ths and stuff.
Step Two: The choir sings. Hmm....this actually sounds decent. This is followed by the same accompaniment you heard at the beginning.
Step Three: The basses sing a dull, indistinct "melody" and just before they finish, the tenors sing an equally poor melody except it's ridiculously high.
Step Four: Everything gets creepy all of a sudden. Nothing resolves. Nothing sounds distinct or memorable. All you remember is, "I don't enjoy any aspect of this."
Step Five: OH MAN! CRAZINESS! EACH VOICE PART SINGS SOMETHING THAT IS UNCLEAR WITH FUMBLED LYRICS AGAINST EACH OTHER. (still creepy)
Step Six: Remember that accompaniment you heard before? Here it is again.
Step Seven: The same thing the choir sang at the beginning is done again. Except Brahms realizes that basses can do more than sing 3rd's out of their range with the tenors. Instead he gives them some random low note. Not necessarily in the resolving chord.
Step Eight: Everyone swoons over Brahms' music. The reasoning is since noone really understands what just happened, they must like it.
I'm so glad that guy's dead. |
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| Survey Whore |
[Mar. 13th, 2004|10:03 pm] |
You're Sanguine! You are ruled by the Blood. As a
Sanguine, you are outgoing, responsive, warm
and friendly, talkative, enthusiatic, and
compassionate. Unfortunately, you can also be
undisciplined, emotionally unstable,
unproductive, or egocentric at times.
Which of the four Humours are you?
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Hurray for blood. |
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[Mar. 13th, 2004|11:07 am] |
So yesterday I was in Long Branch for an exceptionally long time. Alone. Then I tricked my van into starting and it was all good.
The show went very well, of course. We were invited back to play April 1st. However, I'm not sure whether or not I'm going to do this because I have an Opposites show on the 3rd. Yikes. Oh wells, I'll just do it anyway. |
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| Update |
[Mar. 11th, 2004|12:20 am] |
I am updating so I don't get punched in the testicles. Tomorrow I am doing guest piano/organ with Walter's Alter Ego. It shall be fun.
Oh, and my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard. |
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[Mar. 8th, 2004|10:26 pm] |
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I have another jounrnal. If I don't update in a few days, punch me in the testicles. Thank you. |
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