I'm fucking bored, so just for shits and giggles here are the 40 top songs of Tuesday night. If you don't know of the song/band, check them out, or die.
1. The Killers - Somebody Told Me
2. Beck - Loser
3. Scissor Sisters - Laura
4. The Secret Machines - Breathe
5. Lit - My Own Worst Enemy
6. The Walkmen - We've Been Had
7. Harvey Danger - Flagpole Sitta
8. ACDC - Thunderstruck
9. Ween - Baby Bitch
10. Old 97's - Won't Be Home
11. Guster - Amsterdam
12. Radiohead - Paranoid Android
13. Fugazi - Waiting Room
14. Dishwalla - Somewhere in the Middle
15. Modest Mouse - Dramamine
16. Eve 6 - Inside Out
17. Ben Folds Five - Army
18. Superchunk - Good Dreams
19. Fuel - Shimmer
20. Neutral Milk Hotel - Holland 1945
21. Wilco - I Am a Wheel
22. Interpol - Obstacle 1
23. Stereogram - Walkie Talkie Man
24. Franz Ferdinand - Dark of the Matinee
25. Gomez - Machismo
26. Gang of Four - Damaged Goods
27. Dandy Warhols - Bohemian Like You
28. Mission of Burma - Thats When I Reach for My Revolver
29. The Pony's - Looking Out a Mirror
30. Pedro the Lion - A Mind of Her Own
31. Modest Mouse - Talking Shit About a Pretty Sunset
32. Oasis - Wonderwall
33. Everclear - Father of Mine
34. The Libertines - Time for Heroes
35. The Concretes - Lonely as Can Be
36. The Shins - Kissing the Lipless
37. REM - Whats the Frequency Kennith
38. The Velvet Underground - Heroin
39. Collective Soul - Spit Me Out
40. Blur - Song 2
All right, those are the top 40 songs to me, at this moment in time, download them.
Once I get my lazy ass in gear I will post some more cool shit, until then you get this, which is my bored shit.
Peace cats...
Aug 24, 2004
Aug 15, 2004
Seattle
Alright, it has been a long time since I last made a real post, basically I just became Mexican and was a lazy ass, so sue me if I pissed you off by not updating. Many things happened in that time I was gone, and I don't really want to talk about it, so what I will tell you was I drank a lot of alcohol, was completely irresponsible, had a lot of fun, and didn't wake up hungover once, so basically I will call those weeks a huge success. Then I went to Seattle...
Seattle: Alright, I flew out to Seattle while my parents and the sister drove up there for a wedding, yes, they are fucking morons, I can't stand to be in the same house as my sister, so I can't imagine a 20 hour drive in a fucking MINIVAN with my sister. The term suicide comes to mind even to contemplate that, so I won't even think about it. Meanwhile, I drove my lazy ass up to Springfield and hopped on a plane, just to sit on my lazy ass some more, and suddenly 6 hours later I am in Seattle, one of the most badass cities in the world. Credited with the grunge revolution, Seattle practically invented early 90's rock, the first thing I did was kiss the ground and proclaim loudly that I wasn't worthy. After the odd stares I got up grabbed my bag and got picked up by my cousin Joe. I was hungry so we stopped at a place called "Dicks" to grab a bite to eat. I will admit, that was the best Dick I have EVER eaten, being the one and only, McDonald's better wash their ass, because Dick's doesn't want to go home stinky. Alrighty, the next few days i hung out and helped the cool side of the family prepare for the wedding of my cousin Liz. The wedding was a lot of fun, it was great, there really was nothing to make fun of, and it really was a textbook wedding. I got to administer the communion, I was a little afraid that a giant bolt of lightning would strike through the ceiling of the cathedral and smite me since I am a little bit atheist/agnostic (can't make up my mind), but for some fucked up reason god let me live, he must've been recovering from the long night with all those hot angel sex slave babes he has up there, lucky me. That night I stayed at the hotel my parents rented, this hotel was fucking awesome, it was a 200$ a night hotel, and it was fucking sweet. The minibar was a little overpriced, and the 10 Ft. snickers bar was a little stale, but still...this hotel had one very sweet defining quality though, they would give out complimentary goldfish. I mean, how fucking badass is that, a hotel that gives you a complimentary goldfish to keep you company, which got me to thinking of other sweet stuff hotels would give you complimentary.
The complementary list:
1) Complementary breakfast, that would be so fucking badass, you just stayed in the hotel for 200 bucks a night and you get a free 35 cent breakfast, sadly Hotel Monaco didn't offer that, just a fucking goldfish.
2) Complementary guns, how sweet would that be, i mean, they give out guns if you open a bank account at a certain bank chain, why cant hotels give out free guns when you stay the night.
3) Complementary money, nuff said
4) Complementary sushi, nuff said
5) Complementary whores, i can see it now..."Come stay at Presidents Hotel for a night you are guaranteed a night you won't forget." "Daddy, why is mommy not going on this trip?" (ugh, they would get dirty fast)
6) Complementary Sprints (for approved women only), there is plenty of me to go around ladies...
7) Complementary HBO, that would be so fucking sweet...
8) Complementary compliments, kinda like flair.....
Alright, this hotel was actually pretty lame when you take in the effect of the cost, the fact there was no free food, no pool, shitty ass workout room, and the interior looked like it had been done by straight eye for the queer guy. But there was a fucking sweet elevator and it was in the middle of downtown Seattle, so it almost evened out. After a couple of nights surviving the parents, they left in the van again leaving me with the badass cousins, and I ended up just wandering around Seattle a whole lot, just having fun and soaking up the vibe. I found a fucking awesome store there, website, the best music store period. Seattle was fucking awesome, everything was fucked up when I got back, but that's another story I am probably going to be to lazy to tell about.
Latest news: Shit, wasn't that what that entire last post was about?
I have randomly inserted 6 frames of porn into this blog.
I'm broke.
Iraqi soccer is pretty damn good, fucking Americans....
Really fucking broke.
School starts tomorrow, and I haven't done any of my AP History homework, Keckzkamethy is going to throw me in the ovens because he is Nazi and I have Jewish lineage.
Currently Listening to: Old 97's - Won't Be Home (good shit!)
Currently watching: Olympics (go Netherlands)
Currently eating: Nothing, I'm broke
Currently sexing up: Complimentary goldfish
That is all I really want to talk about, bye!
Seattle: Alright, I flew out to Seattle while my parents and the sister drove up there for a wedding, yes, they are fucking morons, I can't stand to be in the same house as my sister, so I can't imagine a 20 hour drive in a fucking MINIVAN with my sister. The term suicide comes to mind even to contemplate that, so I won't even think about it. Meanwhile, I drove my lazy ass up to Springfield and hopped on a plane, just to sit on my lazy ass some more, and suddenly 6 hours later I am in Seattle, one of the most badass cities in the world. Credited with the grunge revolution, Seattle practically invented early 90's rock, the first thing I did was kiss the ground and proclaim loudly that I wasn't worthy. After the odd stares I got up grabbed my bag and got picked up by my cousin Joe. I was hungry so we stopped at a place called "Dicks" to grab a bite to eat. I will admit, that was the best Dick I have EVER eaten, being the one and only, McDonald's better wash their ass, because Dick's doesn't want to go home stinky. Alrighty, the next few days i hung out and helped the cool side of the family prepare for the wedding of my cousin Liz. The wedding was a lot of fun, it was great, there really was nothing to make fun of, and it really was a textbook wedding. I got to administer the communion, I was a little afraid that a giant bolt of lightning would strike through the ceiling of the cathedral and smite me since I am a little bit atheist/agnostic (can't make up my mind), but for some fucked up reason god let me live, he must've been recovering from the long night with all those hot angel sex slave babes he has up there, lucky me. That night I stayed at the hotel my parents rented, this hotel was fucking awesome, it was a 200$ a night hotel, and it was fucking sweet. The minibar was a little overpriced, and the 10 Ft. snickers bar was a little stale, but still...this hotel had one very sweet defining quality though, they would give out complimentary goldfish. I mean, how fucking badass is that, a hotel that gives you a complimentary goldfish to keep you company, which got me to thinking of other sweet stuff hotels would give you complimentary.
The complementary list:
1) Complementary breakfast, that would be so fucking badass, you just stayed in the hotel for 200 bucks a night and you get a free 35 cent breakfast, sadly Hotel Monaco didn't offer that, just a fucking goldfish.
2) Complementary guns, how sweet would that be, i mean, they give out guns if you open a bank account at a certain bank chain, why cant hotels give out free guns when you stay the night.
3) Complementary money, nuff said
4) Complementary sushi, nuff said
5) Complementary whores, i can see it now..."Come stay at Presidents Hotel for a night you are guaranteed a night you won't forget." "Daddy, why is mommy not going on this trip?" (ugh, they would get dirty fast)
6) Complementary Sprints (for approved women only), there is plenty of me to go around ladies...
7) Complementary HBO, that would be so fucking sweet...
8) Complementary compliments, kinda like flair.....
Alright, this hotel was actually pretty lame when you take in the effect of the cost, the fact there was no free food, no pool, shitty ass workout room, and the interior looked like it had been done by straight eye for the queer guy. But there was a fucking sweet elevator and it was in the middle of downtown Seattle, so it almost evened out. After a couple of nights surviving the parents, they left in the van again leaving me with the badass cousins, and I ended up just wandering around Seattle a whole lot, just having fun and soaking up the vibe. I found a fucking awesome store there, website, the best music store period. Seattle was fucking awesome, everything was fucked up when I got back, but that's another story I am probably going to be to lazy to tell about.
Latest news: Shit, wasn't that what that entire last post was about?
I have randomly inserted 6 frames of porn into this blog.
I'm broke.
Iraqi soccer is pretty damn good, fucking Americans....
Really fucking broke.
School starts tomorrow, and I haven't done any of my AP History homework, Keckzkamethy is going to throw me in the ovens because he is Nazi and I have Jewish lineage.
Currently Listening to: Old 97's - Won't Be Home (good shit!)
Currently watching: Olympics (go Netherlands)
Currently eating: Nothing, I'm broke
Currently sexing up: Complimentary goldfish
That is all I really want to talk about, bye!
Aug 12, 2004
Hiatus
Alright, I am currently working on two blog posts, I have been to busy/lazy to work on this for the past few weeks...
News that won't be in the two next posts: I am now a brunette again, so yes, I am now hot as well as available.
My car is fucked, i don't want to go into detail, but it is...so don't expect rides from me, anyone.
News that will be in the next two posts: My badass trip to Seattle
The hell that waited when I got home.
News that won't be in the two next posts: I am now a brunette again, so yes, I am now hot as well as available.
My car is fucked, i don't want to go into detail, but it is...so don't expect rides from me, anyone.
News that will be in the next two posts: My badass trip to Seattle
The hell that waited when I got home.
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