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Feb. 18th, 2009

RPattz [Celebrity]

Return of a Monster

Rocking its' peers and puttin' suckas in fear.

It's the Tuesday Top Ten (on Wednesday). Recognize.

Ten Things to Smile About in My [Crappy] Life
1. Late nights on the phone
2. Sneaking around on the laptop
3. I've got money again
4. Ajax is adorable in between being annoying
5. 'The Drinky Crow Show'
6. VH1 Reality Shows
7. Not juggling two schedules now
8. Rereading an old book that it took me a long time to find a copy of
9. Girls (always a good reason)
10. Inside jokes

So this morning I was supposed to be working a shift at one of my new job's, Jason's Deli. However, they decided to "let go" of me. It's not too big of a deal; I was only working there for about two weeks. I'm kind of relieved. Juggling their schedule with Target was getting hard. Target flat out told me they weren't going to work around my other work, and Target's paying me more...so. I guess it's just better.

I miss RP! Shit. I kinda want to find a new group to join or something, since all my old ones are kind of null and void.

I read this morning that Hayden Panettiere is single again. Excellent.

Feb. 17th, 2009

RPattz [Freezer]


Someone has a paid account again.
It's me.

Feb. 16th, 2009

RPattz [Freezer]

Drowning Lessons

Without a sound I took her down
and dressed in red and blue I squeezed
Imaginary wedding gown
That you can't wear in front of me
A kiss goodbye, your twisted shell
As rice grains and roses fall at your feet
Lets say goodbye, the hundredth time
And then tomorrow we'll do it again
Tomorrow we'll do it again

I dragged her down I put her out
And back there I left her where no one could see
And lifeless cold into this well
I stared as this moment was held for me
A kiss goodbye, your twisted shell
As rice grains and roses fall at your feet
Let's say goodbye, the hundredth time
And then tomorrow we'll do it again

I never thought it'd be this way
Just me and you, we're here alone
And if you stay, all I'm asking for is
A thousand bodies piled up
I never thought would be enough
To show you just what I've been thinking

And I'll keep on making more
Just to prove that I adore
Every inch of sanity
All I'm asking for is, all I'm asking for is


These hands stained red
From the times that I've killed you and then
We can wash down this engagement ring
With poison and kerosene
We'll laugh as we die
And we'll celebrate the end of things
With cheap champagne

Without, without a sound
And I wish you away
Without a sound
And I wish you away

Without a sound, without a sound
And I wish you away

Feb. 13th, 2009


When I'm bored...

It's meme time.

Yanked from ardnaid.

1. Make a list of 5 things you can see without getting up:
- My TV
- The "temporary" card table set up at the end of the bed
- My fucking non-working computer
- Paper laterns on my ceiling
- A pillow

2. How do you style your hair?
Style? Yeah right.

3. What are you wearing now?
Gray PJ pants, and a gray hoodie.

4. What's your occupation?
Starbucks Barista in Target, and order taker at Jason's Deli.

5. Do you nap a lot?
I used to, but not really anymore.

6. Who was the last person you hugged?
Um...maybe my mom?

7. What's your current fandom/obsession/addiction?
NO. I'm never ever doing fandoms again.

8. What was the last thing you ate today?
Bacon, Egg, and Cheese Biscuit!

9. What was the last text message you received?
It was from the AIM service on my phone; "save me some :]", in regards to breakfast.

10. What websites do you always visit when you go online?
Myspace, and Kimber Academy

11. What was the last thing you bought?
My breakfast, duh.

12. What are you listening to right now?
"Friends". I'm watching the DVDs.

13. What do you think about before you go to bed at night?
Hmm. Depends. Usually about someone if I'm talking on the phone. In general, I think about a lot of the daily crap that I go through and all the things I should have done or should do tomorrow.

14. What was the last CD you bought?
Well, for Christmas I got the last Mae CD "Singularity".

15. What is your favorite weather, and why?
Sunny but not blazing hot.

16. If you could play any musical instrument, which one would you play?
I wish I could be better at piano, and master the guitar.

17. How are you?
I think I might have to pee soon.

18. What's something you'd like to say to someone right now?
1. Fucking post already.
2. Thank you for being there for me.

19. Say something about the person who tagged you:
I wasn't tagged. I just stole it. :]
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Feb. 11th, 2009

Gerard [Just a Man]


Hey bitches.

I've been thinking.

No one is going to read this, and if you are, no one reading it has given a damn about me in months most likely. I'm not dead [yet] and I'm not any different.

Since turning 22, my life went tumbling down in the worst spiral ever. Four days past my birthday, I lost my car. I lost my weekend job, my regular job that I loved so much, I fought with my friends, lost some potential mates, and wanted to lay down and die.

Unfortunately, I'm still here, and all the while, still thinking about my lovely, lovely blog that I abandoned. I pretty much abandonded all my other loves in life as well- writing, My Chem, music, going out, dancing...

I was thinking earlier that maybe I should just close this blog out for good. I mean, who would really care?

I'm no one's hero anymore.

Come to think of it.
I'm no one's man anymore, either.

Sep. 24th, 2008

RPattz [Freezer]

Asleep or....?

It's been over three months since my last post.

Forgive me Father...I think it's a sin.

I think I have finally learned there is no winning in life.

There's no losing, either.

It's just a circle.

I have shit loads to talk about, but for now, I'm starting with the immediately pressing. I got an e-mail telling me my paid account is UP. TOMORROW! I was like, omg. I forgot.

As it so happens, my luck is that I lived through Hurrican Ike. Thanks for all your concern, by the way. However, I have a great big fat 0 in my bank account. So tomorrow, all my paid features are going bye-bye.

Sucks. Anyone love a stray dog enough to donate? ;)

Srsly. I'm coming back bitches. It's not for anyone else this time either. Just for me.

PS- you know who you are. I'm sorry.

Jun. 18th, 2008

Fry [What I Wanna Do]

"I'll be whatever I wanna do."

A little late. BUT.

Bretton has returned with a new Tuesday Top Ten.

Top Ten Small Pleasures in Life

1. That satisfying crack when you open an ice cold soda and take the first sip.
2. Biting off the pointy end of a good pizza slice.
3. When you're laughing so hard you can hardly breathe.
4. Waking up to a text message on my phone.
5. Driving and singing to all my CDs in the car.
6. When someone tips me at work. Even just a few cents.
7. Reading old things I've written and forgotten about.
8. Talking on the phone to the people who matter the most and live the furthest.
9. Seeing the moon- full, half, crescent. Always beautiful.
10. Kicking off your shoes. At last.

I hope everyone does one because this one is a good one to think about.

I've been watching a lot of Futurama lately. I bought Seasons 1 and 3 on DVD (2 was out). That's always been one of my favourite cartoons. Speaking of, OH MY GOD. Season 3 of Venture Bros. had been mind blowing so far. There's only been three episodes, but each one is more extra goodness than the last. I mean, I think we've seen almost every single character in the show and it's only EPISODE THREE.

I don't want to spoil anything though. >.>

Today was pretty crappy. I felt sick, but on a good note I didn't have to work. Tomorrow I'm going to have an eye exam. They're not painful, just really bothersome to me. You end up sitting around a lot, taking eyedrops, and that mind-numbing test with the dots of light in that big empty...shell thinger. If you don't know, it's like you have to cover one eye, stick your head in this dome, and stare at this red light in the back. Then, over the course of twenty minutes, they flash other tiny lights in the dome and you click a sensor when you see them in your prefferal (sp?) vision. It's just a pain in the butt kind of.

Yesterday, I got my first muse in months. I started furiously writing while I was at work. I'm just hoping it will stay. I've felt incredibly stopped up in the creativity department. It's weird for me since I've always been creating my whole life. I'm a writer to the core, and an actor, singer, crafter, artist, costumer, visionary, etc. among many of my either great or even medicore talents. When you have nothing creative to do, it feels like you have no purpose.

Jun. 8th, 2008

RPattz [Freezer]

I Stole a Meme

I stole a meme from microcutts because...it's awesome.

You are in a mall when the zombies attack. You have:
1. one weapon.
2. one song blasting on the speakers.
3. one famous person to fight alongside you.

** Weapon can be real or fictional; you may assume endless ammo if applicable. Person can be real or fictional. **

My answers...Collapse )
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Jun. 5th, 2008

Food [Peep]

(no subject)

So here I am, making my first post for the month of June. Applause. Okay. Hold applause.

Next Wednesday will mark 4 months at my job. Joy. I think I'm gaining weight though. Dude. I work around deliciousness all day. Fresh baked cookies, deathly lemon cake, and the soft yumminess of toffee almond bars (which are like extra thick cookie goodness with chocolate, white chocolate, and toffee bits baked in). Plus the sandwiches. And this post has become about food faster than I realized.

I got my tax refund back. Yay money. Boo not a lot of said money. Oh well. The big boo is that my mom wants me to write the whole check over to her. BOO. She's totally all over me about my mad-crazy bills on text messaging. I always go over. And she wants me to stop international texting. LIKE RIGHT NOW. No more. I kind of just want to take the whole phone thing off her hands, but I don't really know what I could afford right now. Would it be possible to live without my phone?

Okay. Still thinking about food now. Damn.

I've been avoiding my Tuesday Tops Tens. I can't think of a good list. Egads. Am I really getting that uncreative? Suck fest.

In other news, saw the new episode of Venture Bros. The premiere for Season 3. Ahahaha. Looove. It was all about The Monarch & Dr. Girlfriend.

And yeah. My icon is a Peep.

May. 29th, 2008

Colour Crotch

All Coked Up, Acting Like Sluts

So I felt like writing something tonight but I don't really have anything to talk about. I know I have missed a few Tuesday Top Tens, sorry. Sometimes I feel like no one is even reading my blogs anymore. It doesn't bother me; I've always blogged just for me. Occasionally I do get that nag that's like "ugh...sadface, no comments".

Super emo.

I remember back in the day when I used to make blogs of substance- what I was thinking, feeling, doing. I feel like I get on now and collect icons, make sure everyone is alive, tell everyone I'm alive as well, and log off. This ties in to what I've been saying lately about my creativity- it's all stalled up and has no place to go. I haven't done Theatre since freshman year of college. I stopped drawing months ago, and when I sit down to write, nothing comes out. I sit in front of a blank page.

When I was at work tonight, I had one of those couples where I'm asking myself "How did he get her?" I know everyone knows what I mean. You think to yourself the exact same phrase almost. I know girls do it. "I'm prettier than her. Why does she have a boyfriend and not me?" I sit around and think to myself how I know I could be a scarily good boyfriend if I had half the chance (and my mood was good; if I try for things, I'm awesome at them, but most of the time I don't apply myself....just like in high school).

Maybe my problem is I'm too picky. Not really so much in the looks department when it comes to girls (men now....whoo....so picky with men), but in personality and demeanor. At the risk of being too honest, my biggest turn offs are if she uses drugs, and if she's not a virgin. I am not and probably never will be okay with the use of recreational drugs. Not pot smoking, and not even drinking (alcohol is considered a drug) in excess. 'Party' girl is not my girl. 'Slut' is not my girl either. I'm not saying that every girl who's had sex is a slut, but I definitely feel different about girls who have and who have not.

The weird thing is I know that the emphasis on virginity was a by-product of Puritan religions, IE- super Christian forefathers of America's founders. I can only imagine people going 'what?' because I pretty much reject every other major religious (ahem-CHRISTIAN) ideal. Sex didn't become a taboo kind of thing til Christianity. Most of the oldest, more pagan religions were way more sexually open. So I don't really know why that one thing really sticks to me.

I'm not trying to lecture anyone. I'm not trying to put anyone off, or allude to anyone. It's just how I feel.

I also feel tired. I feel like I work but nothing really gets done. I had a lot of money saved up...then suddenly it all went away. Just gas, I guess, plus that one day when I blew a tire unexpectedly AND locked my keys in the car on the same day. That was suck, even though the day as a whole was pretty ace.

I feel like I was just destined for more.

Gerard Way once said something about how they grew up with "the Jersey mentality"- the 9 to 5, punch-clock lifestyle. You go to work, find some girl to fuck, and repeat. That was life, that was what you aimed for in a strange way. I guess he meant something normal. East coasters are highly blue collar after all. I get it though. It's not a bad life. If you find your thing, your girl, your happy place, then you're set.

I just think that will never be me. I want more. I want to bring the people in my life more.

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