Ron

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Hello niggers.

Wed, 23 Jan 2008 00:07:15 GMT

So why do I keep getting handed lemons? Granted I love the taste of lemonade, it just gets kind of shitty drinking the same thing over and over.

So I finally decide to be more open with someone and even let my guard down and they're acting like I would 6 months ago. For fuck's sake, it's a nnoying.

I understand that she's been through a lot, and also that I kind of fucked up, but damn...this is becoming too drawn out and shit.

I do things for her because I want to, because I feel like it. I encourage her to do better for herself, yet she seems to be fixated on people who only hold her down and tell her what she can and can't do.

Yeah, girls don't make sense.

Never-fucking-ever make sense.

So yeah.

Thu, 17 Jan 2008 14:49:14 GMT

So I'm pretty sure shit fell through with the girl.

I feel it's more of her loss, since I was really trying to help her get her life together and stuff more than I even wanted to date her ass.

Last night, her ex-boyfriend picked her up from my apartment...as you could imagine, I was kind of pissed at the lack of respect of that action.

Cara told me she thinks I act like too much of a girl, meaning that I'm concerned too much. That's idiotic. Either you care or you don't.

Fuck my life.

Mon, 07 Jan 2008 02:50:23 GMT

So yeah, I fucked up.

Fuck hard booze, I always make stupid decisions when I drink fucking hard booze. Sad thing is that I don't really remember shit.

FUCK MY LIFE>

Gloom doom, etc.

Fri, 14 Dec 2007 15:14:55 GMT

I know I've said it before, but really...Fuck Gamestop and their shitty business practices. I've worked at this place for 2 and 1/4 years and I've only made maybe 10 paychecks over 250. There was a time where the money didn't matter, but now with my car being complete shit and my phone getting turned off, I need all the money I can fucking get.

Fucking AT&T turns off my phone the fucking day I get paid, how fucking sweet. Now I owe them even more money.

Fuck me, and fuck my life.

Snootchie bootches.

Wed, 22 Aug 2007 16:30:02 GMT

I'm chilling here listen to the new Cartel which definitely isn't bad.

Eh, my 21st birthday is coming up soon, and I'm expecting it to be awesome.

Well, that all I really have to say.

Yaarrrrg

Tue, 07 Aug 2007 19:19:00 GMT

Shit's been alright lately. No real complaints.

I just need to decide what classes I want this semester....

I'm considering getting a new job and perhaps moving after the semester is done with. Maybe Orlando or St. Augustine for now.

Wee wah

Tue, 03 Jul 2007 20:24:59 GMT

You scored as Jim Halpert, Congratulations, you're Jim! How'd you get to be so awesome?

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85%

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60%

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48%

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45%

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45%

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43%

Kelly Kapoor

38%

Karen Fillipelli

33%

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25%

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20%

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18%

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15%

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13%

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Close the goddamn door.

Mon, 18 Jun 2007 13:29:10 GMT

My grandfather doesn't understand any sort of logic. I swear the guy's a fucking moron.

Oh snap!

Tue, 05 Jun 2007 08:39:21 GMT

Lately I've been in a weird funk. Don't exactly know how to explain it, because it's neither bad or good.

Today I met the new manager of my store. His name is Jake and he seems like a nice guy, well that's my first impression atleast. I'm surprisingly happy, in a way, that the store might be a little different with Jake. I feel like it's a new start for everyone at the store and it'll be interesting to take on this new challenge.

It's been very hard for me to concentrate lately or even at all. I've also found that my attention span is the size of an ant lately, also. I don't know what the shit's going on, really...Kind of makes me worried.

Anyways, since it's fucking 4:40 in the morning, I'm putting this thing to a close.

If I may be serious for a moment...

Sat, 26 May 2007 06:12:13 GMT

Things are really never how they truly seem. Maybe it's because I don't understand people as well as I thought I did or people don't understand me, or even just the scenarios that you have to forgo to continue on your day. Meh, I don't even understand myself most of the time, so maybe I shouldn't work myself over too much thinking about it.

Tonight ended being full of fail. FAIL and AIDS. SUPER AIDS.

I sat at home on a Friday night, basically like everyone else did. I'm basically getting the gist that everyone's basically calling it a day forever, from this point. I just kind of hate the feeling that I'm never an integral part of any huge plans, just only the plans that are epic failures. I like being around large groups of people with alcohol around, but without alcohol I just get edgy and get confrontational.

I guess at the end of the day I lack that great close friend that I could always rely on to speak to for a good hour or so. Mike Graham's gone, me and Jessica while we're friends now, don't really talk on the phone, and no one else really gives a fuck whether I live or die.

Hah, I guess this is adulthood.

And then we all bought yachts...

Wed, 23 May 2007 04:47:48 GMT

Long time, no talk.

Anyways, I've received my review and raise at work, FINALLY. Technically it's my second raise but it sure took for-fucking-ever.

I'm writing these acoustic songs under the name Kill It With Fire. It's probably already a band name or whatever, but that's the tentative name. It's just me and my guitar.

Well, this entry is coming to a close.

Well yep.

Sat, 05 May 2007 20:03:48 GMT

I'm really fucking depressed.

Wed, 31 Jan 2007 22:34:31 GMT

I fucking hate my motherfucking Userpic.

Right now I'm bald and I have no facial hair. It looks so fucking sexy.

Anyways, Mr. Abraham's been having a great time. Mike Graham is back in town, so we're doing the usual "Drink til' you fucking DIE" thing. It's awesome and always seems to go well. I finally got some fucking days off to chill and shit, so I've been spending my time with friends.

My love life is more dormant than a fucking hibernating bear. I've been talking to a few girls here and there, but I'm not too sure about any of them. I'm not a big fan of crazy-ass serious relationships. I like to take my shit as it comes, and not alot of people are like that.

Anyways, I've got nothing interesting to say. So you guys can go fuck yourselves.

With a knife.

WITH A KNIFE~!

What the fuck is REALLY going on?

Fri, 19 Jan 2007 18:46:51 GMT

Last night was my first night of class. It actually went very well, and made me wish I had been able to take more classes. Our teacher, Prof. Miranda, is hilarious and has a refreshing way of teaching. I feel like I've actually learned something by taking his class. Which isn't a miracle, by any means, since I'm practically a genius and all.

I'm working all weekend. That fact kind of blows since I've worked everyday this week, save for Sunday. I was hoping I'd be able to stay at home and watch the games, then maybe get together for some drinks, but the football part definately isn't happening. I really haven't drank too much lately, though. Psh, to be honest, I haven't drank since the last time we played beer pong at the beginning of this month. As you can see, I'm well overdue.

I'm considering getting a new job, but I actually like where I'm at for now. I've never been a believer in over-exerting yourself in employment while attending college, really. Main focus should always be on studies, since your XYZ retail job could be done by just about anyone or anything. Yes, robots could even do a great job.

So I never received a call from her, but at this point I could really care. It's truly the principal of the matter, to be honest. Then again, there's not many people around these parts who actually stand by their word. It's quite sad, actually. Guess she wasn't as awesome as I thought she was. So that was years of needless liking flushed down a long and winding drain.

I really can't stand most grind/hardcore acts now. The whole picture has become oversaturated with the same style of grind and hardcore. It's mostly just a fashion show, or dare I say a "Who's Cock is Biggest?" contest between all those bands.

For the most part I've been listening to alot of indie and punk. There are a select few hardcore acts that I still find myself listening to. Hot Cross, Every Time I Die, Alexisonfire, The Number 12, The Locust etc.

Lately I've been feeling romantic, something that hasn't happened in a long time. It's probably the product of listening to Minus the Bear. I want to drive down Hutchinson Island with all the windows down, with a lady friend, and then travel until we find a private beach and drink a bottle of wine with her. I know it doesn't sound very romantic, but it'd sure be memorable.

AUUUUGGGHHH~!

Sat, 13 Jan 2007 06:02:08 GMT

I've been in a better mood the past few days, to say the least. Then it just got thrown out the window a few minutes ago.

Anyways, I don't have to work the next few days, so I might take a trip to St. Augustine. That is if I don't feel like complete shit tomorrow. Right now I have a huge sinus headache and I think that the week old leftovers I ate earlier today is catching up with me. Fucking fuck fuck.

Anyways, was sitting around and reflecting for a bit and remembered that the girl still hasn't called me. I just wonder what the shit did I ever do wrong to her? Well other than think she's awesome.

Anyways, I'm going to go take a rest.

Fucking fuckers.

Tue, 09 Jan 2007 22:02:07 GMT

I'm in such a bad mood.

I know I said it was girls that pissed me off earlier, but it's just people in general.

First, you have girls who you're just trying to be friends with always trying to swing things in a way that makes it seem that you're desperately chasing after them when you're actually just asking an innocent "Hey, what's up?" Don't flatter yourself. Aaron Abraham is a specialist in platonic relations, why do you think I have so many friends that are girls.

Then on the other hand you have the girl that you actually like, but Heaven's forbid she gives you a call back. I mean, even though I'm not persuing an active relationship with her, doesn't mean I wouldn't want to hang out with her and talk with her. Regardless, courtesy is usually thrown out the window when they think "Oh, it's alright to not call someone back, not like they would care or anything."

Then there's just people in general. People walk in your store, you greet them, they walk pass you without muttering a damn word. I wish I had the right to deny people service, because every rude motherfucker would be chewing on his damn tongue if it was up to me. I say "HI" you say "HI" back. It's called FUCKING MANNERS. If someone doesn't say hi to me, when I'm outside of work, it's not a big deal, but if someone I hate says "Hi" to me, of course I'll be courteous and say "Hello". Will I carry the conversation further than that? Probably not.

Tonight I'm going to get some chili-cheese fries at Lefty's. I'm going to show off my newly aquired clean shave and I'm going to answer some damn trivia questions.

Until the next one, I'll see you later, fuckers.

You're all jobbers.

Wed, 13 Dec 2006 06:08:07 GMT

I've put you kids over for too long. I'm booking myself into the main-event scene now.

This will be the new primary journaling site. All of my MySpace rants will now be done in here.

WHAT TIME IS IT?!!!!

Fri, 08 Dec 2006 08:56:25 GMT

CLOBBERIN' TIME~!

Polarbears.

Thu, 19 Oct 2006 08:36:10 GMT

Work was pretty cool today, except for closing. Julie forgot to count the money she took out to deposit out of drawer one and thought we were short 60 something dollars. By the way, I'm talking about EB. I decided to just work at EB for now on and say fuck off to any other jobs.

Needless to say, I was shitting my pants. Shards of glass.

I'm nearly done beating Tomb Raider. Not to sound like a pixel perv, but I wouldn't mind doing some Womb Raiding (lol im so funny-!) on Lara Croft. *cough*

Why is it when you drive to work the slowest people drive in front of you? I had a fucking OLD lady driving in front of me going 25 mph. I wish I could've thrown a brick at the back of her head. Knocked her ass out cold and maybe she'd crash into a ravine.

Since Shamone'! is looking kind of dead, I'm doing some stuff with Persek and Matt Roti. Should be loads of fun.

Logan is turning 18 on Friday, so if I don't update then, I want to give him an early birthday shoutout.

Pancreasserole.

Mon, 16 Oct 2006 18:25:36 GMT

Wokka wokka wokka~!

I'm not sick anymore, thank goodness.

Saturday was a damn good drinking night. Alex's 21st birthday was one heck of a celebration. I didn't go to bed until 7 the next morning. Haha, me and Kirsten went and got breakfast at 6 in the morning, so that's another reason I was in bed so damn "late".

I don't have much to say in here, or anywhere else, for that matter.

Peace, nizzles.

EDIT: I just divorced my friend's wife for him, since he couldn't directly contact her. Yeah...that was truly odd.

Schnitzel...dog!

Tue, 10 Oct 2006 20:07:56 GMT

I'M FUCKING DYING, MAN~!

My throat feels like SHIT once again, so I've been just playing video games all day to feel better. They could possibly the cure to AIDS.

Anyways that's it! That's all I had to say.

FEEL FREE TO MAKE ME ALL KINDS OF ASSORTED SOUPS TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER~!

ATTN: GHEY MENZ

Sun, 08 Oct 2006 18:31:50 GMT

I didn't end up going to Strike Anywhere, for fear of my foot.

Anyways, I'm at EB Games again. It's a better job to have until I get this foot of mine in commision.

I hate those fucking MySpace event shits that you get. It's fucking stupid and people are stupid for using it. Talking about stupid people, Jessica sent me one. Now usually I'm pretty nice about things concerning her, but I'm going to set the record straight for everyone, so no one can make their assumptions and what-not.

1. I don't really like Jessica at all. Things are back to where they were before we dated. I'm Ron, the man with the goliath "sword" (I'm so dirty, LOLZ) and the ego the size of a large continent (Asia), and she's Jessica the retarded stepchild of our society(I've actually said that in the past, before we even were friends.)

There's no 2 and 3. I was assuming 1 would actually sum it up for everyone.

Me and Steven passed by Kelly's house the other day but she wasn't home. We cried and then took some blankets out of the dryer and watched Sex in the City. Damn you, Kelly. Damn you<3

Matter of Time.

Wed, 04 Oct 2006 07:36:58 GMT

I'm listening to the Cartel "Chroma" cd, and damn, must I say...this is some good catchy pop-punk.

I miss the good days of music without retarded screaming (like those asshats in Hawthorne Heights), and I especially miss all the good hooks band used to have (New Found Glory - Hit Or Miss). Pop-punk was just a fun genre, too bad shitty ass faux emo took over the airwaves and polluted the minds of the really weak-minded douchebags around here.

So I went to the ER for my foot, and it seems like I have a severe ligament sprain and that the joint is slightly dislocated. It like slides slightly out of position each time I step. They gave me a prescription for some meds and gave me a walking boot. The walking boot looks like it was made out of the upholstery of an old couch from 1974. Basically, no more work for me for a LOOOOOOOOOOOONG time.

I think we're recording with Sean Abel on Thursday. I'm uber excited, but I just hope everything goes as planned. I hate it when we get our hopes up for recording and everything falls through.

Damn, I've mellowed out alot, recently. My posts filled with vitriolic filth has now been passed on to Lauren and Kristen, and I must say they're doing a good job of carrying my spiteful legacy.

I downloaded some music from this band called Tv On The Radio, and I must say that they are really bad-ass. They're like a black indie band, but they're so damn good. Hm, that sentence made it sound like a bad thing that they're black.

Anyways, I'm going to end this rambling entry.

-Ron