oh no! paying for internet?

yeah, it's true. the old pirate skills aren't paying off as good as they used to. but the good news is that a real band wants a sound sample from me. of course i'm too effed to provide it right now, but when I can, I will blow them away with shredding. otherwise, I've been smoking up a storm on the old peace pipe. almost out actually. the bag had lots of "beaners". oh well, I'm interneting it up anyway. check out bagels playing broom guitar and smoke a toke of the sticky icky.

more and more and more drolin temple

there's a picture of more work on drolin temple. the molding is cheap dowels from the illuminati super store. it's held on with omega-sheast glue. it really feels good to work on something like this. it makes my brain open and keys are unlocking creativity FUCKIN EVERYWHERE! i don't feel so dead and damned anymore. there might be something for me in this art stuff.

working on drolin temple

rome wasn't built in a day. niether was drolin temple. it takes time to create a suitable edifice for the purposes that this is intended for. gotta be pretty to look at when you're baked.

ethternal serve-itude

I just opened a keystone ice. this should tell all there is to know. for those who don't know, I'm a worthless piece of shit and have been sentenced to a term of as long as I can survive trying to drink myself to death. my blood runs black with hatred as I write this and before I apply the 2 medicines that change it from black to tye-dye. my computer just had to be brought back from the dead. it's about as effed as I am. this is hell and apparently I have answered the question in my song: torment and pain. I have earned my place among the tormented. but that doesn't mean I can't torment anyone myself, it's just that all the wrath of this fucking place is centered on me. I called my parents to tell them I couldn't make it for dinner and asshole answered. I lied and said I was sick to avoid the complications that the truth would cause. I don't think that he would reacxt very well to "I'm having a shitty day and don't want to stare at your ugly mug for 2 hours while you yell in my left ear". I've done worse. not answering thier calls at all, lying to them about whether my drug habits exist or do not, convincing them to give me money for drugs under false premises, the list goes on. i'm starting to feel better after eloquently loosing my wrath on blogger and the booze (1 1/2 beers and a shot) so I'll end this before I become too complacent to blast fire and spew forth hatred in an endless unrelenting storm.

christiansen day after christmas

the picture says it all. I showed up without an instrument and this is what they think of me. you really have to demand attention from these people. it's such a difference from the dailys. they were all over me and I barely even had to say a word. but the christiansens are cold and uncaring 0.0033 degree freemasons and won't talk to me because I am beneath them. one aunt and one cousin talked a little, but i'm dwelling too long. my day was thown off from smoking hippy lettuce in the morning. I woke up and was talking with logan about video games, when the dope dude showed up and rolled a blunt. that was at like 10 am. it's now 10 pm and I'm just getting back to normal. it fucks up my day to smoke that early. here's a list of things (drug related) that I can't do:
nutmeg
benadryl
dramamine
coricidin
robitussin
pot (without being drunk)
caffeine is a tricky one like pot, hence end of the list
besides that, the mythical folklore metal project got a name: Alatavalat.
no other progress was made.
in other news, a new term shall be used. this is "ganas" it is a spanish word for testicles that means so much more. it means ambition, balls, someone being a "real character", coherence, being able to tell that someone is "awake" or "aware", but so much more! if you understand this concept, you've probably got ganas. if you would say "yeah, sure, whatever" or some other dismissal response, then you don't.
ganas= psycho mike-o, shawn, joe, joyce, etc
no ganas= verizon wireless guy, sue, the tacks man, master slater (stachesquatch), todd, etc