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Whoooaaaa, Panic At My Disco is breaking up!

Grief counselors will be availiable during this difficult time...

Have been:

1) Recovering from Vegas (small sample of things we did: danced in cages, got bitten by a stripper, went topless in a public place, got drunk and ate chicken strips, got hit on A LOT)

2) Getting ready for Chicago (Wednesday to Monday, call me at 309-370-3913 if you wanna hang out)

3) Getting a new phone (nothing fancy, but pretty sexy)

4) Working on a new book (young adult fantasy)

5) doing more art

6) soldifying my opinion that the Cure is the best band of the 80s (sorry, Pixies, go back and write 'Just Like Heaven')

7) still not finding a job

8) No 8, just hate uneven numbers.

My life sucks completely and I feel like everyone is working against me. I'm alone almost all the time, never have anything to do, can't find a job, and am taking five sleeping pills a night so I can sleep as much as possible. Every good thing about my life is absent right now. There is nothing positive happening in my life AT ALL right now and it's gonna continue for months.

Annnnnd I don't get any responses to this post because I still don't have any internet, so I can't apply for any jobs, although applying for jobs is clearly a WASTE OF TIME anyway.

1) Why does Adam Lambert look so weird, though?

2) No one hung out with me in Chicago. I think bandom and I broke up when I wasn't paying attention. LJ will be the next thing to go...

I didn't even know Gerard and Lyn-Z had their baby >:( I don't have internet guys, I NEED INFORMATION LIKE THIS ON MY PHONE OK

Finished junior year of college and first year away from home with a lot of new friends and a 3.7 GPA.

Quick post before I go out...

Just wanna say that time's not wasted when you're getting wasted

and that

I love college

I wish I could stay in college for a few more years...

But I think Asher Roth is kind of a douche.



Bye y'all.

Honestly, it's just about the most offensive thing I've ever read. It's like every squirmy, nauseous, dreadful feeling you can think of distilled into a novel that lures you into a false sense of security by being boring and pointless and excessively detailing people's stupid fucking 1990's yuppies clothes and the differences between kinds of mineral water and then unexpectedly ambushes you with lurid bordering on pornographic descriptions of things including but not limited to:

killing a bum
killing a small child at the zoo
torturing to death several prostitutes (in ways ranging from electrocution via a car battery (with electrodes attached to the nipples, NATURALLY) to a nail gun to a throat slashing, which is what passes as a humane death in this thing)
torturing to death several small animals
cannibalism
necrophilia
uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh more torture

Watch the movie and frankly avoid this book.

PS) I suppose I should mention that at the end of the book, the main character becomes more and more insane and it turns out that he may have imagined everything that happened and not done any of it in "reality" IF that is a consolation.

Yelle-Pop-Up




Beautiful beauiful French goddess.


Look @ her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

French techno-style club pop...imagine Gwen Stefani, but French.

Friends cut

The makings of a great weekend.

Also great? I GOT INTO THE ROME 2010 PROGRAM SO I GET TO GO TO ROME NEXT SUMMER.

FUCK YEAH.

Uggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

If I may give some advice to those on my flist who are younger than my 21 years: you know how in school, they always tell you to be involved and do a lot of stuff on campus? Well, that is a lie, you should get less involved. I started ~getting involved~ this year and while it's nice to meet people, a lot of people, in my experience, you don't really get to know that well. I've gotten to know maybe three people in each organization I'm in, but only well enough to say hey and chat between classes, no BFFs or anything.

In comparison, the amount of stress and annoyance has been absolutely amazing. I'm the director of PR for PRISM (Gay/Straight/Etc. Alliance) and the president is power-hungry and unhelpful and treats me like I'm five. It's infuriating. They don't understand how to schedule things either, so I had to ride my bike all the way across campus to audition bands for Day of Silence/Night of Noise.

This was at 4:30. The first band was scheduled to be auditioned at 4:30, then another at 4:45. The first band never showed up because they broke up yesterday. (Really.) Then the singer from the second band showed up and told us that since no one had made arrangements to bring their equipment there, we would have to walk through the pouring rain to his house. Awesome.

The band was TABS. I had seen them before at that elitist hippie party I went to and they were really great. TABS is a very popular band on campus. If we got TABS, people would actually come and then we could trick them into caring about gay issues while they were dancing to awesome swamp rock.

Instead, they wanna split the money and stage time we have between TABS and some fucking bullshit acoustic band called SEXY POMEGRANATE. Why the fuck would people wanna listen to an acoustic band after Day of Silence? Wtaf, just hire TABS because that makes SENSE.

I didn't even get to hear Sexy Pomegranate because the tool in charge of the auditions scehduled TABS at 4:45 and the other band--the only other band-- at SIX THIRTY AND THEN WANTED ME TO WALK THROUGH THE POURING RAIN ACROSS CAMPUS AGAIN TO AUDITION THEM. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, NO.

So I made up some bullshit story about having a study group and ran away. It was still raining. 'Fuck my life,' I thought to myself as I walked uphill in the rain with the bike and no umbrella. 'Fuck my life.'

And we will probably have to cancel Exclamation Party on account of how only three people listen to it and we can't figure out a convenient time. That's super annoying, but like I said, no one even listens to it half the time.

So, yeah, ugh.

A little noir piece I like to call Salvation and Other Myths. My teacher said it felt like being in the hands od an experienced writer and everyone said it had a great voice. :D

( He was a strange character, Johnny... )

I'm still alive!!!

I haven't had internet at home, so I've had to go to the cafe, which neccessitates me borrowing my mom's car because mine is no longer in working order and never will be again. Spring break has been pretty terrible and we all can't wait to go back to school. Disgusting, right?

Anyway, I've been trying to take care of business and do some painting and writing and so on. I'll try to update more often next term. Be back on campus with wifi on Sunday.

Most disturbing development in my life: I now find Mikey Way sexually attractive.

God help me.

PS) I may get to see Watchmen early since my best friend queenc0bra works at a movie theater and they have to preview it before it starts playing on Friday. BE JEALOUS.

Download the last episode of Exclamation Party here.

It's split into 2 parts. The first five or so minutes is audio from 'Oz', so don't be alarmed by that.

Me and Anna look up hot dates on a dating website and I accidentally find an old family friend, we dicuss the myriad reasons we hate Augie, get spyed on, have a guest caller, and discuss reasons why 'Rod' is a weird name.

Tune in tomorrow at 6 right here.

PS) Do you want me to trash your fucking lights? Then listen.

Two bands that kick ass largely because of their hot and brilliant front women...

Jack Off Jill with Jessicka Fedora:



And the Distillers with Brody Armstrong/Dalle/Homme:



Sadly, both bands are broken up now. :( Jack Off Jill is some sort of weird goth metal riot girl, deal, hard to explain and a little off-putting at first. They're sort of like your Marilyn Manson* or your Mindless Self-Indulgence in that they try pretty hard to be offensive and inaccessible.

The Distillers is a lot more straight-foward. It's pretty much straight punk, especially their earlier stuff. They're pissed about poverty, people, and politics! Amazing stuff, can't lie.

RiotGrrl: Jack Off Jill & The Distillers.

First half is Jack Off Jill, second half is The Distillers.

( Track Listing )

I intentionally chose Distillers songs that were pre-Coral Fang because that album is too good to pick and choose from.

Enjoy!

PS) And of course, a few pics of Brody, because she is fine as hell in a scary way.
( The Young Crazed Peeling… )

*Marily Manson and Jessicka Fedora are both from Florida and used to be friends. They made a deal once to see who could stay up the longest and the winner got to be the rock star; Marilyn Manson won by 45 minutes. It was also his idea to call them Jack Off Jill rather than Jack In Jill, which was Jessicka's idea.

ETA: What the hell, here's more Distillers.

Coral Fang as well as some other songs from earlier albums.

Okay, guys, METRO STATION IS NOT THAT BAD. I would much rather see Metro again than fucking Hey Monday. DNW Cassadeeee and her two-tone hair and her mediocre talent. Also could care less about All Time Low, but w/e, w/e, HEY MONDAY >:( I am going to DL their album so I can say with total confidence that they are terrible, except people will still insist that they're not because they did when I didn't like Paramore (I continue to not care for Paramore though). Cassadeeee, like Fayley Williams, just annoys me and a visceral and possibly irrational way with her cutesy blandness and her mediocre music. But Hayley is a better singer than Cassadeeeee.

Holy shit, I should play Parabore and Fuck Monday back to back on the show tomorrow!!!

Speaking of, Exclamation Party is coming back tomorrow! Listen here!!!!!!!

In reference to the FOB tour, people who should attend the Allstate Arena show in Chicago include, but are not limited to: Lola, Steph, Other Steph, Allison, Gina, Rosie, Catie Kay, Lizzie, Nistasha, Anthy, and Brendie. I am already absurdly excited for this tour!!! Cobra and FOB together again eclipses all other issues.

As far as this thing goes, both icedmaple and Pete need to sit the fuck down. However, I am very upset that Pete referred to the Hush Sound in the past tense. D: I love you, Hushies, don't quit pleeeeease.

Today was sort of lame. Last night, Anna and I had people over and were social, and we had a bit to drink and went to bed pretty late. There was a lot of drunken swaying and singing along to MGMT. So I woke up this morning and did not want to go outside in the 16- weather. I kept hoping my Psych Dept. meeting would get cancelled, but it didn't, so I just didn't go. Then I got back up at 1:45, checked my email in the hopes that my class would be cancelled (it wasn't), and took a shower while Anna made me oatmeal. I dashed to class, was bored, gave my stupid presentation, then almost froze to death walking back. Also, the Anna and Andrew Drama Hour continues and Anna is now probbaly going to the police station tomorrow to request a restraining order and Andrew is alternating between yelling at me through Twitter and telling me not to get involved.

But when I got back, Anna bought me dinner and had cleaned the dorm. Now I have a pretty big deal assignment due next Wednesday (thesis and bib for my art history paper) that I'm gonna maybe think about pretending to start tonight. But mostly I'm going to write Kayne/Pete fic and re-watch Merlin episodes.

How have you guys been?

ETA: Here is a link to DL Fuck Monday's album.

I just realized I never posted my ridiculous 'Pete goes to boot camp and sets shit on fire' fic. This is a travesty.

Gabe is in this as well as Pete's cokehead roommate from Florida.


( Everyone Deserves The Flames )

IDK, IDK. I wrote it for my fiction writing class last term and he wouldn't let me write about unicorns.

Cate and I reenacting Twilight in 10 Minutes from Cracked.com. This is what Cate and I do when we're coming down. IDK, IDK, but it's funny as shit.