ACCEPTED TO ITHACA!!!!!!!

road trip to ithaca ny and dc anyone?

We all love debating, and what not but sometimes it is incredibly annoying to debate someone who uses debating formulas that cause personal conflict. this is a plea to debater's everywhere, please, don't be an asshole. Chances are that the things that you are debating shouldn't and wouldn't influence your personal relationship if... if.. you can avoid using asshole tactics. These include:
1. Personal Attacks: We all know situations where someone starts arguing something with you, be it whether or not marijuana should be legalized, border patrol, or car preferences. These are relatively neutral points of views, however people usually do a personal attack regarding a statement that someone else makes and all the shit starts flying. Example:
Person A: Well studies have shown that marijuana causes no long term effects to the body, and it's detrimental effects to the mind are minor or completely absent in nearly all studied cases.
Person B: Well assholes like you are obviously going to believe those bullshit studies.
Person A: MORTAL COMBAT!

2. Questioning Validity:
Even cold facts can be interpreted differently by different groups of people, and this is natural. But in most circumstances its usually better if you take most sources and facts as true. Nothing can be more annoying by using this tactic in a debate, because it eliminates all possibility of counter argument. Attacking validity can be said as a personal attack, because it sends the message to your opponent that they have limited mental capability.

3. Incorrect Grammar:
Don't use big words that you don't understand to make yourself sound smart. Usually your 10th grade vocabulary words will never come into real life use.


"Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored." - Aldous Huxley

maybe continued in the future

state radio was awesome, i got punched in the face, and i think im pregnant.

more in the AM

state radio on tuesday!

shit, the films didnt fucking work, now i dont have any picutres.


buying a digital camera ribght now

So, yeah.
Last Night, Dispatch made love to my ear.

7/14/2007- 3-10AM
3 AM the trip has started to New York, pretty much uneventful except that I had a bad stomach ache, well and we stopped for breakfast at Boston for an hour or so, probably a bad idea. When we got into New York, the traffic was insane, we couldn't move and we were pretty much going to where everyone else was going, Manhattan, so it really sucked. Well, eventually we got there and we parked teh car and were on our way to get lost in the metro.
-12-4PM
Well, Dylan and I put the metro slips through the gate, and for some reason we thought it was normal that there was a fence on the other side, so we were stuck between the fence and the little thing where you scan your ticket, sorta embarrassing. Once we got it figured out we were on our hour long ride to Coney Island in Brooklyn. Everyone was in a bikini there, and coincidentally everyone was obese. Especially at Nathan's famous hot dogs where we went, because apparently Kobayashi ate an assfull of hotdogs there. I just got fries.
After that we went to go pay for a toilet, and play arcade games. Then comes the hour ride to Manhattan.
4-630
Well we got off in times square, and we saw probably the most famous intersection in the world. You know, the one that has that little island in the middle and there's this big tele screen in the middle and the road forks. Well, we were there, and so was the Naked Cowgirl, which we got pictures with. We then walked around for an hour to try to find food. We found it. It was pizza.
630-12:00
We took a bike taxi to MSG, and found that everyone outside waiting for dispatch looked the exact same as us, which was a good thing i suppose. We went inside, bought a t-shirt, and waited for the longest hour and a half of my life. You don't understand how freaking excited I was. Prolly peed my pants 40 times a minute.
Suddenly, the stage darkens!
And 15 african kids come on stage and start doing an awesome dance, our seats were right behind them, we could probably touch them if we tried. Anyways then Dispatch came out and I shit myself. Pretty much everyone around me was crying and the next few hours was nothing but amazingness, sweatiness, and smelling potness. There was so much freaking energy, but that was probably because everyone was either drunk or smoking pot (inside madison square garden). Every single person in there knew every single lyric to every single song, so it was probably the most coordinated audience ever. Like most every single song they ever made was played at this concert, well it was like 8 to 12. At the end, after 10 minutes of applause and encore yelling, they came out and played cut it ya match it, and finally The General, after which Madison Square Garden exploded and ceased to exist.
The way back was sorta horrible because everyone was sweaty, hot, smelly, and coated with a new york slime. but whatever, i have my dispatch tshirt, and i should get more online, and yeah. They pretty much saved alot of Zimbabweans because of all the money they raised (4.99 buys a full term of education, .99 provides a family with a month of food) which was alot because they sold out madison square garden for 3 days in a row, with no advertising at all.

Holy shit, i don't have anything to look foward to in life anymore

So, i'm on the first leg of probably the most important time of my life. 1:41 AM I'm about 2 hours away from my departure from Lewiston, Maine to New York City. Dispatch Zimbabwe will be the main attraction tommorowo night, and i pretty much have shit myself many a times waiting for this trip. I am so damn excited right now i dont knwo what to do.

updates later

i quit my job, shitty. shit.

today, i was in some extremely high stress situations.

Finally, fainlally finally home.
home finally.
home.

Update, April 21st.

Livejournal successfully updated.

I really want to kill a girl, I really want to kill a girl, remove her head and make it twirl, i really want to kill a girl

Holy shit, holy fucken shitting cock ass! Fuck!

DAmn DAmn damn damn damn!

Fuck it.

i cut off my blood clotted pinkie toe nail if you wanted to know.

many months of vegetarianism = 175 pounds

2 months of eating meat = 200 pounds

revert to 1 month of vegetarianism = 176 pounds






sooo, basically, vegetarian has significant health improvments and shit like that.

okay, so i took a nap at ten so i could wake up at two and do homework which i will not finish.


update: I fucking finished it!

I am really pissed off today, and yesterday

I took a nap at six, I woke up at five.

spiral hole!