Chronicles of the Morningstar..

Wow.... Live journal.

2009-05-07T06:04:01Z

In the effort to do anything to avoid studying for finals, I've stumbled (somehow) across this old ass thing. I can't believe these still exist.

I'm going to Lawrence Tech University now in the Mechanical Engineering program. I'm just 24 credits away (after this semester) from a degree. I've maintained great grades and because of those I'm the Engineering Honor's society president for LTU. I've also joined the Formula SAE team for 2010 and am the suspension sub-team leader (We basically design and build a formula race car (cart) and compete with other colleges).

I still work for coca-cola as I cannot find an internship or co-op for the life of me... No one is hiring. I'm worried but I pray I actually land a job when I graduate. If not I'll probably just get another degree. If you can't make any money you might as well take out more loans for school, right? Hahaha.

Recently I've finally purchased a sport bike (as I talked about doing like three years ago in a previous post), a 2006 Honda CBR 600RR.

Unknown to you livejournal, I also have a sports car that I picked up some time ago: a 1995 3000GT VR4 which I've already done several performance enhancements to (as well as a few visual). It's funny to think that without college (Lawrence Tech is EXPENSIVE!) and my two toys I would easily have over $50,000 more sitting in my bank account right now, and that's not including loans I owe on, that's total money SPENT, as in from my bank account. I could own a nice house by now. Oh well, hopefully it is worth it someday, and I have tons of fun with the car and bike.

I've already lost interest in this so my search moves on to something else to occupy me and keep me away from what I should be doing: studying.

TRAN SIBERIAN ORCHESTRA

2006-12-09T18:01:22Z

Last night was the Tran Siberian Orchestra concert at the Palace.

Long story short, it was fucking amazing. I'd rank it as one of the best concerts I've ever gone to.

The guitar solos were sweet, the songs are awesome, the dual keyboard solo was cool, and they did a drum solo that made me wet in my pants. Every person in than band is so incredibly talented.

I'm in the christmas mood now since the majority of the songs they played are all Christmas related.

Let's see, it's been a while since I've updated this thing. It seems like no one likes livejournal anymore. I guess myspace has taken over.

I registered for all my classes next semester. Taking Calculus 3, Analytical Physics, History, and some Buisness Communications class. Most are general credits I need to fill up as I'm suppose to transfer to a university next year (All of them minus Calc 3). However, I don't know where the fuck to go.
So far I'm thinking of going to Lawrence Tech for engineering. I don't know though, I hate this shit.

Anyway, I recommend that everyone consider going to the Tran Siberian Orchestra concert next year. It is THE SHIT.

Just for Benny

2006-09-29T04:57:48Z

Since Ben hated this so much, I decided to post it here... I don't know why.. I'm bored.

I'll prove through algebra that 1 equals 2.
(No I didn't make this up on my own, I've heard this and other versions of what I'm doing from various sources on a few different occasions.)

Let a and b be non-zero real numbers.
a=b
Times both sides by a:
a^2=ab
Subtract b^2:
a^2−b^2=ab−b^2
Factor:
(a−b)(a+b)=b(a−b)
Divide by (a−b):
a+b=b
Since a=b, we change the equation to:
b+b=b
Or:
2b = b
Divide by b:
2=1

I have no life. If anyone can tell me the flaw in this proof, I may just give you a gold star.
You can always just look it up like I did.

Booooo Schooooll

2006-08-29T19:37:15Z

Classes have started at Macomb. No more wayne state for me, not for another year atleast. I might as well pay less money for the same credits... Especially since I don't know what I want to do.

I actually like Macomb's campus a lot more than Wayne's. All my teachers are sweet, it's easy to navigate around.. So all is good.
Right now I'm taking Calculus 2, Physics, Psychology, and English. Nothing seems like it'll be too tough, and the greatest part of it, my boss finally put me on part time. So, currently, I'm only work three days a week.
No more bad grades for Jeff. I'm going to own this semester.

My car is sweet. I put a sound system in her so far. Waiting till my bank account rises back up a little before she gets more enhancements. Next is an exhaust, upgraded turbo.. We'll see. With about 3 grand she'll be at 400 horsies.

Lost my phone at cedar point, but they actually had it in lost and found, so it's getting shipped to me.

Boring, I know, but its been over a month.

OZZFEST 2006

2006-07-21T00:21:34Z

For this years Ozzfest I'm just going to rate each of the bands on a scale of 10.

Notice: These are all a matter of my opinion.

BETWEEN THE BURIED AND ME
7.5
I like BTBAM and all but they really don't put on any kind of exceptional show. They sounded good, played well.

ALL THAT REMAINS
8.5
All That Remains is the shit. I missed some of their set because they were actually scheduled to play later, during the time slot that Walls Of Jericho took. Phil is awesome as is the rest of the band.

FULL BLOWN CHAOS
7
These guys are pretty sweet, but they're like hate breed, and I'm not a huge hate breed fan. They still put on a good show, even though every single one of their riffs is "CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUGA CHUGA CHUG."

BAD ACID TRIP
2
Plain and simple, I thought they sucked. They're name probably use to be "Acid Trip" before people figured out the bad part.

A LIFE ONCE LOST
4
They were pretty good, except that I didn't dig the singer. Otherwise I enjoyed their show somewhat.

WALLS OF JERICHO
4.5
Didn't dig their music, or the female singer... Even though she wasn't bad to look at, and she exerted more energy than any other frontman I've ever seen.

THE RED CHORD
7.5
These guys were pretty damn sweet. Death Metal at its finest. Nothing special about their show though.

STRAPPING YOUNG LAD
3
Didn't like the singer, he was too damn goofy and scottish... Or irish, or whatever. Their music didn't do much for me either.

NORMA JEAN
4
Not a huge Norma Jean fan. Their riffs are a little too "hardcore" for me.

BLEEDING THROUGH
9.5
They were fuckin awesome. Enough said. The pit was nuts for them as well.

UNEARTH
10
Unearth is THE SHITT. Their show was utterly amazing and they played everything spot on. They got the crowd crazy with their performance. Phil from All That Remains joined them on stage and they did beer bongs. It was awesome.

ATREYU
5
Ehh, Atreyu was same old same old. They played a new song and it was alright. They don't really do much for me anymore. Their distortion sounds like my marshall on clean with crunch pressed... In other words, really really weak.

BLACK LABEL SOCIETY
3
Although they're not horrible I'm never a big fan of watching someone jack off a guitar on stage in long outdrawn solos with the use of multieffects, a wah pedal, a talk box, and 8 Marshall full stacks.

DRAGONFORCE
7
These guys are nuts. If you ever find two other guitarists and a drummer with even close to the talent these guys possess.. Well... That would be impossible. The only problem with this band is, although they posses unlimited talent, there is this big thick layer of cheese that coats their music, and I don't dig it too much.

LACUNA COIL
0.5
Awful, just awful. I slept on the lawn for their entire set.

HATEBREED
7
Not a big Hatebreed fan. I don't dig a band whom has a song for one of the following: Dominating, Overcoming, Power, Rising up, etc.

AVENGED SEVENFOLD
8
I love Avenged, but they will never be the same without Matt Shadows old singing. He can't/doesn't scream anymore and at every given opportunity he lets out a "YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH YEAHHH YEAHHH YEAAAHHHHAAAHHHHHHHHH." Synester played a long ass guitar solo that most definately should have been replaced by Second Heartbeat. They also seem like their on a bit of a power trip now that they're getting so famous. They covered Walk by Pantera perfectly though, and that was fuckin bad ass. Brandon from Bleeding Through joined them for that song.

DISTURBED
8
They got THE best crowd response, and I never knew that so many chicks were into this band. Whenever they chanted for the crowd's response, the screaming from the chicks was definately most dominant.

SYSTEM OF A DOWN
6
Didn't actually stay for them. The rating represents what I predict I'd give them.

I am sunburned to shit. Red as a fuckin apple. It sucks.

I am in love... Make sure you click the link.

2006-07-15T07:09:27Z

Recently, I have met the most amazing person in the world.

She makes me happier than anything and I am in love with her.
She's incredibly beautiful and completely amazing.

I have some pictures of her up on a blog on myspace.

Click HERE and go to the blog entry to see her.

Tttiiiimmeeee, isn't on my side. No it isn't.

2006-05-28T06:26:32Z

Well it's been a few weeks, and I've found a night where I'm bored enough, so I'm typing something into my good old friend livejournal.

Mainly my thoughts tonight are focused on how fast time is flying right now. It's hard to notice how fast it goes by when all you do is work 40 hours a week (48 hours this week). Most days I have to stop and look on my phone to figure out the date, and when I do I'm shocked as hell. Can you believe it's almost fucking June?!?!

I've been spending my night after work (got home around 1:40'ish) bored as usual, and I found myself searching through really old journal entries. Not just my own, but other's as well.
I was hitting up the year 2004 and shit has changed so much since then. It blows, but is potentially good at the same time. I really just don't like getting older.

Breaking away from that subject: As I mentioned in pasenthesis earlier, I worked six days this week due to the holiday. That's a double edged sword in itself. I get paid for overtime on two of the six days (one of the days is due to working six days within the same week, and the other is due to working six consecutive days since last friday through wednesday.) so basically I'm getting paid for 56 hours this week plus any additional overtime I take for displays and such.
Needless to say my paycheck for this week is going to be the shit.
The bad part to working six days is: I have to work six days. We have 12 packs on sale (Actually, "had", sale ended at midnight) 5 for $10 and it's a holiday weekend so, it was really damn busy.
Monday would be memorial day. I'm working, which means, I'll be getting paid Triple time. Just so you didn't miss that, that's not overtime, but Triple time, as in three times my normal hourly wage.
That paycheck will be a nice one as well.

I really can't wait till July (not to force time along or anything Jeff since you were talking about how fast time is going by earlier on in this entry, and how it was bummin you out), because that's when I'll legally be able to ride a motorcycle, and when I plan on buying mine. Plus I have more money than I know what to do with right now.

Alright I'm going to go try and sleep so that I can wake up to yet another fun filled day of stocking coke tommarow.
I just can't wait.

"LOW GAS PRICES": The Title is cause to stupidity.

2006-05-07T05:04:32Z

I know I've bitched about stupid people in regards to gas prices in a prior entry, but I have to agian, because it's come up in recent events and I felt the need to write in regards to it.

A couple days ago, my dad informed me that for certain reasons (not worth explaining, besides the point) a particular gas station on Gratiot was lowering it's prices (I'm not sure on the exact amount, so I'll estimate) around 50 cents.

I'm sure you already know where this is going if you didn't happen to know about it. If you don't want to read the rest you can revisit HERE and possibly remember the entry if you've already read it. I'm going to say about the same things.

Gratiot has recently had two lanes closed on each side due to construction.
Apparently, people knew in advance about the gas prices and were waiting in line at 5 AM to get gas about 50 cents cheaper per gallon than usual.

Alright, trying not to keep this entry too long. IFFF you somehow had an almost empty tank in the average truck or SUV, you'd be saving $10. That's highly unlikely considering most people probably only fill up their gas tanks once a week (that's my average atlesat, and I drive all over the place everyday for my job). So a rough average there might be one in seven of the people there have empty tanks.

So with that said, even if by some chance every single person there saved $10 in gas, they're utterly retarded. If I were to give people prior knowledge that I was going to stand on the corner of gratiot and give away Ten dollar bills at 5 in the morning, no one would give a flying fuck, and they sure as hell wouldn't be packed in a long ass line on gratiot, waiting for hours to get their 10 bucks.
But to the average idiot, thinking about lower gas prices, or gas prices in general, strikes a retard cord in their brain and causes them to freak out because it's such a hopped up issue (hence the title of this entry).

Really, is simple multiplication not a skill contained in the average brain, or are people just really, really cheap?

Nothing Really

2006-04-28T04:39:50Z

Really fucking bored... So I'm typing in here.

Last night I went to see "The Phantom of the Opera" up at Western University in Kalamazoo. I was very skeptical at first, but the play turned out to be AWESOME. I recommend going to see it at any given opportune time. I dressed in a suit and I felt pretty damn dignified or professional if you will.

I'm done with school, or I was as of last Monday. I have two exams left, but that's no big deal. Tommarrow is Music Theory at 8 a.m., and then Organic Chem next tuesday, also at 8.

It's nice not having to wake up in the morning for school, but things aren't going to be that much better now that schools out. I'll still be working 40 hours a week, I'll still have no free time on weekend nights, and instead of waking up early and going to school, then going to work, I'll be sleeping in until I have to go to work. The only big difference is I'll be getting more than my fair share of snoozing. And I can hit up the gym a little more often per week. But in general, life will still blow.

Well I really don't know why I even come here and type this nonsense.

Does anyone else really miss Christmas as much as I do?

guitarmaniac72 @ 2006-03-26T13:06:00

2006-03-27T06:24:56Z

It's one in the morning and I'm so bored that I stumbled upon live journal and decided to write some nonsense in here.

I have only slight, more-ineresting-than-the-usually-babbling info for you. And it goes something like this:

-I'm being kicked out of Sinapse, after, pphhh, what, a year a half? Almost two? (It really seems that none of my commitments last quite up to two years, do they?) I guess you could call it a leave on good conditions.. Or that I'm just completely apathetic about the whole thing. I'm not reliable enough because--as of recently--I've been back on full time for coke and I'm obviously still taking in excess of full time college down in nigger-ville. It's not like it even seems like I'm out of the band. We play shows once in a great while and never practice (me doing those at a much lower average than the rest of the band). Still, I'll miss it. Playing shows with Sinapse was pretty much the only thing I had goin for me, atleast, the only thing remotely exciting.

-Since I have no purpose for long hair anymore to match the band and for stage presence, I've decided I'm eventually getting rid of all of it. It's been quite bothersome lately and I actually really can't wait to get it hacked off. I'll miss that too though.

-Lastly, this:

Buying that, used, for 4 grand, and I'm going to kill myself on it.

I really just don't fucking get it.

2006-02-17T17:27:09Z

In recent events I'm sure most people have heard about all the shit that's been going on, relating to me. Unfortunately for me, everyone has been hearing about these events--or witnessing them--before I had any fucking idea.

If you don't know, I'll lay it out for you: Randi has been cheating on me for the past couple weeks (so I've heard) with some scene stoner fuck named Eric Mora (among others I've been told). He evidently knew that we were going out, but still decided it'd be ok to hook up with Randi... Not smart for him.

Really, if you grow sick of someone, break up with them. It's as simple as that. Call them over your house, even call them on the fucking phone and dump them, then go hook up with your new fling. There really would be no problem right now if that was the situation. Why, however, it seemed like a better idea to hide shit behind their back, and just pretend like all was well, not mention anything to them, until FINALLY someone ELSE felt sorry enough and told them, I don't know. But needless to say, I am fucking really pissed off and upset.

I don't get it. Did I deserve this or something? I don't understand why someone with whom I was as close as Randi, would do this to me.

I should have just listened to everyone when they told me about Randi, before I ever started a relationship. Everyone laid it out for me, what she was: A complete fucking bitch.
It's not like she hasn't done this shit to other people before, and it's not like she won't do it again.

So Eric, have fun with it while you can, and pray that you never run into me, cause I will rip your fucking head off. She's going on spring break soon, without you, in florida. What do you thinks going to go on there? I had to force the things out of her that I KNEW about, so what makes you think you won't be completely in the dark for that one? Keep a good imagination. She's down there for about a week.

One of the main things that kills me is that I'll never have the pleasure of seeing Mr. and Mrs. Nord anymore. If I could pick two people to be my future father and mother in-law, they'd be it. I'll miss them.

Well, really, I hope you are fucking happy Randi.

No idea

2006-02-02T16:26:10Z

I haven't typed any bullshit in here for over a month. So I figured I'd write something, mainly because I'm at college and I have 2 hours to blow before my next class.

College this semester is better. I'm doing 16 credits this semester compared to the 12 I did last time. Since my last update I've switch to (semi)part time work. I now work 32 hours a week instead of 40. Kinda helps to balance out the extra school but, not a big change. Atleast big Doug (my boss) gave me monday through wednesday off in a row, so, I can basically plan all my homework/free time/masturbation on those days. Completely fucks over my weekends but it's not like I do much then either, or like it's any different from last semester. Recently on weekends I've been hanging out with the sexiest man alive: Brian Brock, Doug Mansky, and sometimes Dave Rumple (no clue on the spelling of his last name). We sit at Denny's and smoke stogeys and tobacco pipes, then watch movies and play pool. It's sweet. Last weekend (saturday) I kinda ditched on them. I got off work early for once and there was a huge party at Peobody's so I wanted to go get drunk. Felt pretty bad about it, but it was the only opportunity I've had to party in about a month. Plus it was Steve's birthday.
Oh well, life pretty much sucks right now. I'm keeping up with classes atleast in college but life is so fucking boring.

Here is something interesting, a true example of my level of boredom: In the past two days I've flogged the bishop six times. Yeah, that's right, three times per day. I need friends.

If anyone would like to join a gym, go to (just south of) 14 and hayes and join powerhouse. My cousin owns it and he needs to pay off his debt. And besides that the gym is fucking nice as hell. All brand spankin new equipment, and generally not overcrowded (every once in a while the treadmills get filled up, but that's about it).

And in other news, I just realized that my birthday is in 5 days. That blows. Luckily it falls on a tuesday so, I won't have to work.

Lack of wit

2005-12-24T07:01:31Z

I really can't think of a single thing to type about that will be half way interesting so I'm going to go with the casual boring entry talking about my super exciting life.

I can't really fall asleep, I got home at 12:30 from work, have to wake up at 7 to work at 8 tommarow, and I noticed I haven't written in here in quite some time.

I've managed to survive a whole semester of full time college (12 credits) and 40 hours (sometimes more) of putting pop on shelves and displays. I must say I can't keep this shit up anymore. Going to school by 8:30, 9:30 in the morning, getting home at 2:30 with enough time to throw on my work cloths and maybe grab an apple or a breakfast bar before I rush to work till 11:30 at night doesn't exactly leave much time for a social life, fun, sleep, food, homework, or good grades.
I unfortunately can't turn to mommy and daddy to give me a free ride through college and life in general like a lot of people. I hope if you are one of those people you appreciate what your parents are doing for you, because everytime I see that however many thousand dollar bill from wayne state every couple months it really sucks. Watching the money in your your bank account that you bust your ass for drop four digits worth every few months fucking blows.

Grades are not where I'd like them to be. They aren't half bad for working full time on top of college, but they're not what I know they could be, and that's what bothers me the most. If I didn't have to work at all and had those 5 days a week to study, do homework, etc, I can almost guarantee I could pull straight A's, or close to it.

The whole surgeon thing--what I originally wanted to do around 11th grade, which is why I went to wayne: they have a great med school--is kinda making it's way slowly out of the picture. I'm not exactly getting grades that will grant me open welcome into med school. I don't really know if I want to go to school for ten fucking years (or however long it is) to do something I'm not even sure I'll be happy with. It kinda sucks having to choose a word years in advance that defines the rest of your entire life. And I say a word because that's all careers are right now. Sure people say "I want to be an engineer" "I wanna be a doctor" "I wanna be a whatever." But how the fuck am I suppose to know right now what my day to day work-life will be like a decade from now? I have no idea what an engineer or surgeon (two things I've considered) do on a daily bases, let alone if I'll enjoy doing it for the rest of my fucking life.
So the problem with not knowing your major is: I don't know what classes to take. I took calculus one this semester.. Don't need that class for any major other than engineering. I didn't need to take any math at all for the majority of majors because I passed the math compentency exam with flying colors. Taking Calculus two next semester cause I love math. Don't need the class, once again, for jack shit. Going into organic chemistry next semester as well cause I like chemistry, not really sure if I'll need that.
I don't know what to do. I'm probably just wasting my money.

So currently my future is drawing a huge fucking blank.

I've been strongly considering switching over and majoring in music. Cause I love everything about music and I have somewhat of a talent in it. And I could definately see myself making just an average living in some aspect of music and absolutely loving my job. I figure that's the goal in life, to find a job that you love waking up in the morning to go do.

Alright it's now two in the morning and I'm still not very tired. I don't know where I was going with this journal entry. Oh well, I promise the next entry won't be quite as boring.

Merry Christmas everyone.

A long, relaxing, "Aaahhhhhhhhhhh..."

2005-11-23T01:56:54Z

Today was one of the best days I've had in a long fucking time, despite minor inconveniences.

By great fortune I did not have to work today OR go to college.

So my day went something like this:

First opened my eyes, looked at the clock, made out 11:30. So I rolled over, and fell back asleep.

Woke up again at 12:45, rolled over the other way, and slept some more.

Next time my eye lids came up it was 1:20. So I layed there and thought for a second, let out a long relaxing "Aaahhhhhh..", rolled over on to my side, and fell back asleep again.

About 2:15 I finally woke up, and actually got up. I went downstairs and ate. Went back upstairs, played xbox (Doug let me borrow it, thank god), and beat off a couple times. It was probably about 4:30 when I finally took a shower (and beat off again in the process). I even shaved. I'm all clean and purdy.

The rest of my day wasn't/isn't going to be as important. That was the highlight.

God it feels good to be lazy.

S S H H O O W W ! !

2005-11-08T17:42:37Z

If you claim to like heavy metal, this saturday you should be at harpos for Children of Bodom, Trivium, and.. SINAPSE.

We still have like 10 tickets left to sell so please GO.

It's 15 dollars. 15 fuckin bucks to see 2 amazing bands, and to help support mine.

If you're even remotely interested, give my ass a call, 944-1195. I will meet you somewhere, and sell you one.

The show is at 6, don't know when we play yet, but I'm pooping my pants as we speak (or rather, as I type) with excitment.

GO TO THE SHOW

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Wake up, go to school, go to work, and go to sleep, with nothing inbetween

2005-09-27T16:40:26Z

I don't have a computer because Chris moved out and took it. I'm typing in this (I don't know why) from wayne state university.
I barely have a life and the small portion I have consists of waking up at 6:30, going to school, getting home at 2:30 in time to put on my work clothes on as fast as possible, going to work, getting home anywhere from midnight to 2, sleeping, repeating.
I shouldn't complain since I've been making a killing working full time at coke. College tuition doesn't even faze me when looking at how much I've saved in the past couple months.

The only class I've learned a single thing in so far is calculus, which is the shit. I think I'm the only person that will ever say that that doesn't have bottle frammed glasses and/or braces. Maybe that's why I haven't even made any friends yet. I need to search socially into the geek crowd.
I want to quit college and get paid for doing nothing, but I can't.
Days are going by so quickly that I somtimes stop and wonder what month it is and am then alarmed when I figure out it's almost october. I'm getting too old too fast and I don't like it.
Probably going to move out down to detroit to save myself from the extremely tedious and annoying trip to wayne state everyday through dead traffic on I-94. Won't have to pay the three fucking fifty everyday to park as well if I'm close enough to walk to campus.
Alright, I don't know why I just wasted the energy my fingers exerted to type this utter shit. I could have used it to beat off or something.

Oh, I almost forgot. Sinapse will be playing November 12th at Harpos, opening up for Trivium and Children of Bodom. Please contact me for information on getting a ticket (there in the neighborhood of $15), because we need to sell them.. and it's going to be a fucking amazing show.
Cell: 944-1195

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No.. I don't want god to bless me for spewing mucus..

2005-09-10T04:28:58Z

Something has been bothering me lately.

I hate "god bless you," the commonly known phrase that is muttered as courtesy when you shoot a mist of spit and mucus from your mouth at high speeds.

I shouldn't say I "hate" it. But it's kind of annoying to me. Especially when I'm trying to pay attention during a calculus lecture that's being interrupted every 30 seconds by:

"Aahhh Choo!"... "Bless you" "Thank you"
"Aaah Choo!"... "God bless you" "Thank you"
"Aaahhh Choo!"... "God bless you" "Thanks"
"Aaahhh Choooo!"... "God bless you" "Thank you"
"Aahhh Choo!"... "Bless you" "Thanks"
"Aaahh Choo!"... "Bless you" "Thank you"

SHUT THE HELL UP!

I mean, if you compare sneezing to any other involuntary expulsion from the body, no one says a courtesy to you--you say it to them and pardon yourself. If I belch or fart or shit my pants I don't wait for you to say "excuse you" in a polite manner. It's my job to pardon myself. So why the hell should you wish god's blessings upon me when I spray the surronding area with my gob and germs, possibly getting you sick?
The whole reason "god bless you" started (as far as I know, I heard it a while ago) was because people thought that when you sneezed you were releasing demons, and by saying "god bless you" they hoped to prevent the demons from re-entering.. Something like that..
Don't worry, demons aren't flying out of me, and you're not saving me from hell and eternal damnation. So just save your breath.

I know people say it because it was most likely just an old supersition they grew up with or they have just said it for a long time out of habit.. But think about it.. The literal, physical thing that is happening.. Someone's sneezing, spraying shit out of their mouth and nose, and you're saying "god bless you"... Does that make ANY sense at all?

People are dumb

2005-08-30T05:11:36Z

So the news was blaring today about how gas prices were suppose to sky rocket up to $3.00 per gallon.
My dad called from work and warned me about this around one o'clock, telling me to go fill up my tank... So I did. I only needed a half talk, meijers was about $2.50, so I saved myself a whole $4.50 (I have an 18 gallon tank, you can do the math if you'd like).. So thanks to my dad for that.

I guess no one else figured out about gas prices till around, ohhh, 7 or 8 o'clock at night.. Or they were working or something.

I was merchandising my 13 and little mac meijer around this time. I walked outside and saw just what I thought I'd see, only I was planning on it a lot earlier in the day.
Cars were literally rapped around the meijer parking lot on all ends, waiting in line to get gas at $2.50 a gallon.

I couldn't help but laugh.

Lets think about this.. Gas today was $2.50, it's suppose to be $3.00 tommarow. (these prices are per gallon, I don't feel like typing it everytime.)
The average SUV or Van driver, on very high average, was maybe putting 20 gallons in their car, if they were extremely low.
So their savings, for 20 gallons, would be a whopping ten bucks.

It's very unlikely that everyone there was buying 20 gallons worth of gas. The average idiot there probably had a half tank or so, heard about the gas prices on the news, and decide to rush to the gas station to fill up. So most of those people were only saving about the same as I did earlier this morning.

Now, Why the hell would I wait in line, wrapped around a super franchise grocery store for a good hour or so, with my car running, so that I could save 5-10 bucks? Is that reaallly worth it?
With the time you've spent waiting in line wasting your gas idleing, making a special trip to the gas station and back home, you've probably depleted enough gas to cut your total savings into a fraction of what they were--as if they were much in the first place.
Heaven forbid you spend 5 bucks more on gas when you fill up on a normal routine.

Unless these people were filling up gas cartons and stock piling hundreds of gallons, they're idiots.. Or really cheap..

Show last Saturday

2005-08-15T05:25:21Z

Yesterday, well actually, two days ago, we played a show up in imlay city.

Pretty sweet, plenty of hooch, out in a field in the middle of nowhere, running the amps off of generators.

A lot of the bands were punk even though it was suppose to be a "metal-fest." Oh well.

Everything was great until we actually got on stage and started playing. To my great disfortune, my amp was not working.. Well actually, let me correct that, my amp wasn't working correctly. Instead of a nice, loud, heavy distortion tone, I was getting not-so-loud, grumbling, crunchy, noise.

Chris' volume was at 4.5 and he was loud enough to the sound check dudes liking.
My volume was at 8 and he wanted me to turn it up more.

So I may or may not have to pay for fixing this, due to this fact: I was using Chris' amp head, my cabinet, and Chris was using my amp head and his cabinet.

If the head unit is busted, it's out of Chris' pocket; If the speakers are blown, it's out of my pocket.

I have a nice job now so throwing out some doe for my baby isn't a big deal.

Hmm, what else..

College fucking sucks.. And I haven't even started it. Just attempting to register for classes (something I should have done months ago) has been so fucking frustrating.
My schedule I've worked out so far is going to be college everyday till about 2'ish. Which means I'll have time to drive to the coke plant to start work by 3. I'm going to have to bring my coke uniform with me to college so that I can change into it, probably in my car, in order to make it to work ontime.
Then, work lasts till around 11:30 at night on an an average night that is (let's not forget some nights it's possible to get up to 2, 3 hours of overtime because it's extremely busy, someone calls in, etc). So if I get home by midnight, take a shower, and fall instantly to sleep I'll get a good 5 hours in everynight.. Theoretically.
Eating and doing homework? I'm suppose to get an hour's worth of break during coke. This time will be spent stuffing my face with any food I can quickly aquire while fumbling pencil on paper in my car.

Life is going to suck for the next few semesters. Summer is going to be much more needed at the end of a college year as compared to high school... Fuck College

Stupid People

2005-08-06T05:27:04Z

Try and make this quick.

Today, as I was merchandising the 13 and Little Mac meijers, a black woman came up to me with her child and husband, asking me where she could find baby water. (People do this a lot, they see me stocking things and assume I work for the store I'm merchandising at. They don't see the coca-cola label that I have at 4 different places on my uniform, not to mention my uniform looks nothing like any of the stores employee's uniforms.)
I asked, "Baby water..?" I thought, maybe she meant Stimlac or whatever that shit is called, and made a mistake.
But she confirmed, "yehh, Baby wawda, you know, wawda fo babies."
Confused, I said, "well all the drinking and purified waters are down eilse nine."
She gave me a frustrated look and said, "no I need da baby wawda, wawda fo ma baby."
I gave up and said, "well I guess that would be down the.. baby eilse.. But I don't know where that is."
She walked off.
I then started thinking about it. Is there really a product out there that is water meant purely for babies?
I actually started quietly laughing aloud as she walked away.
The fact that people would actually buy something that stupid is what cracked me up.

Let's annalyze this here: Your average bottle of "purified filtered water" isn't water from tap. They don't take water from a faucet and put it through a wire mesh to "filter" it.
Purified water is "filtered" through special machines that force the water through a solid using reverse osmosis. I'm not going to explain that and try to sound smart, so you go and learn about it here--http://science.howstuffworks.com/question29.htm if you actually give a damn.
Basically they're filtering down to the atom, to some degree.

So I guess "baby water" is filtered some way better than that, because babies can taste the difference between filtered and unfiltered water anyway...
Babies eat dirt and shit. If a baby doesn't mind the taste of half the stuff it sticks in its mouth, I'm sure it's not going to be too picky on its water

Now I know I thought alittle too much into that. I'm sure baby water is probably flavored or it has extra flouride added or something. But still, that's the dumbest thing I've ever heard of.

Ozzfest in a nutshell

2005-08-05T03:57:38Z

I'm going to try and summarize ozzfest in a short entry because I really don't feel like typing.

All the bands were sweet except I didn't dig Wicked Twisted (or whoever), not a big Maiden Fan, not a BLS fan, and I could give a shit about Black Sabbath.

Things that pissed me off about Ozzfest:

1.) Little bitches that think they're hardasses in the mosh pit -- I've seen this at almost every concert I've been to. Some little guy with tits and a pussy will go into the mosh pit trying to be all aggresive, pretending like their making a statement by being there "I'm a girl but I am still tough and can go into a mosh pit and kick ass. I can do what any man can do. I can handle it, I'm woman, hear me roar."
Well guess what honey, 9 out of 10 times I've seen your type either crying or being dragged out of the pit by your boyfriend because someone slams into you alittle too hard. You're not a hardass, your a chick, and bitches don't belong in the mosh pit unless they're body builders.

2.) Crowd surfing is not for the obese -- Now personally, I don't like crowd surfing, only because I'm never the one surfing. I'm the one lifting your ass up while getting kicked in the face because you can't really control your limbs as people throw you. Crowd surfing is annoying, but I know it's fun for everyone doing it, so why not help lift people at my discomfort for their pleasure. I don't mind.

I do mind however, when you're 300 pounds and decide that you want to join in on all the fun because it's ok and common to be an obese, fat hunk of shit in america, and still do everything everyone else does. Lifting the average girl in crowd surfing, or average 150-200 pound dude is no sweat. But when you're the weight of 2 people combined, chances are you won't make it all the way to the front crowd surfing because no one can lift your chunky lard ass. Not to mention you'll end up injuring a good couple dozen people's backs in the process and causing them to have a fucking hell of a day at work in the morning because of you (like me, my back is fucking killing me).

Conclusion: There should be an unwritten rule on crowd surfing - If you weigh over 180 pounds, your feet should stay on the pavement.

3.) Fat ugly skanky bitches -- I swear to god more attractive chicks need to listen to heavy metal. It was about a 2000 to 1 ratio at ozzfest of fat/ugly/hideously-unattractive-people to half-way-decent-to-look-at-chicks. And what possesses women in their 40's that weigh 280 pounds to get their tits painted and walk around with their fat sag bags and belly rolls hanging out all day. Those dudes that paint chicks tops should charge the fat bitches 2 additional fees: One for their discomfort at having to paint such grossness and two, money to cover for the couple extra buckets of paint it takes to actually finish the job on them.
I'm not going to able to wack off for a week with the mental pictures that are stained in my mind from ozzfest.

4.) Getting Help isn't hard -- When someone gets hurt in the pit, or hurt regardless, it's not too tough to seek help or to aid the person (then again, most people are dicks and don't even give a shit). This happened today during Shadows Fall. I was watching the pit on the hill (bad location for a pit btw) and I notice a pause in moshing as someone turned over someone lying on the ground. I then watched as they lifted the guys arm and let go. He was limp, out cold. It took the people standing around the guy a good minute or so before they could even process what was happening, let alone figure out what to do about it.
As soon as I saw the guys arm drop, I ran down through the mass of people as fast as I could to the walkway where the security dudes were standing. By the time I got down there and alerted the security guys, the people standing around the unconcious man proved of some use as they atleast started waving their hands in the air frantically. Nonetheless if I, or someone, hadn't gone down to point out what had happened, the security guys would have never figured it out.
Turns out the dude got nailed bad right in the temple by the point of someone's elbow. He was most likely drunk as fuck on top of it. They eventually got him to come to--took awhile at that--and took him away on a strecher. Hope he's alright.

Other than those 4, ozzfest was pretty sweet. It rained a shit load and that did wonders. Thank god for rain. I'm gonna go wash myself down now as I smell of 200 different people's B.O. and sweat.

Bordom = Journal

2005-07-20T05:07:37Z

Well I'm bored enough to make a pointless journal entry.

I just got home from work where me and the other coke guy were talking about what we'd do if we won the lotto (since he was buying a mega-million ticket, thus how the conversation started).

So I'm going to type out the few random things that come to mind that'd I'd purchase or do if I won the lotto.

First and most obvious, I love cars. So I'd go straight to a dealer after much thought and research, and purchase my car of choice. Then I'd spend the next year buying every performance part and visual enhancing parts I could find, and install them all (with the help of Mr. Schocker). I wouldn't go for a Lamborgini or Fararri (no I can't spell either of those, thank you) or someting too flashy and rare; just something moderately quick that I could invest a lot of parts and time into.

I'd go straight to this little house on Utica, south of 15, past the golf course (course or coarse? Fuck spelling) and offer the dude that lives there whatever he wants for it. I will buy that house some day. Then I'd definately put in some cool shit there.

I would always carry a shit load of cash with me, and whenever I went somewhere that someone was being very curtious, generous, or I just plain thought they were a great person, I'd whip out a grand or two and just hand it to them. I always thought that would be fun. All those really cool waitress' I always get every once and a while would finally get alittle recompense for being awesome.

Then I'd get a good ten grand in cash and go to a crowded area, in a supermarket, or concert, or something, and just hurl the money into the air and watch people go crazy for it.

I'd want to buy my sister a car but, I'd rather have her earn it herself, same way I want to do with my kids someday (scary thought).

Then for my dad, I'd buy a 2006 Cadillac XLR-V, invest a good $50,000-$100,000 into it performance and feature wise, park it in our driveway and hand him the keys. Those things are sharp as hell, have 440 horsepower stock, and plus, he absolutely loves them.

My mom would get a brand new jaguar of some sort (I'd figure that out, my knowledge of Jags isn't very good) because that's the kind of car she wants.

I'd give both my parents a good couple million or so to pay off debts and do whatever the hell they want. Being the kind people they are I know they wouldn't accept it so I'd find their bank account numbers and just make a few deposits.

Chris would get some sort of completely pimped out car like mine. Probably a trans am or something.

As much as I'd like to run around and do things for all my friends, I wouldn't want people to know if I won the lotto, so I'd have to do them favors in semi-secrecy. For example, if guy friends brought in their cars to my dad's shop, I'd have my dad tell them something was wrong where they needed to leave there car there for a few days. In this time I'd buy a shit load of performance parts and install them. Boost their horsepower a shit load and see if they notice.

If people got suspicious of all the new shit I got.. Well.. my grandma just passed away and she was.. wealthy..

Alright I'm bored of that. I think all in all, winning the lotto would be cool in the aspect of all the material shit you could buy but.. It wouldn't make you happy. I mean, the point in life of earning things is what makes what you have valuable. What the hell would I care about some car that I have or house I bought when I basically got it free? It's the same thing for all the people that get brand new cars on their 16th birthday from mommy and daddy. They usually don't give two shits about it because they never did anything to earn it. So when some preppy kid gets a 2002 Firebird Trans am or Mustang or whatever and smashes it because he was driving it like an asshole, he won't give a fuck because he never had to pay for it in the first place. Working hard and earning what you have gives you respect for your shit. I don't care if I'm a multi millionare, when (and if I have) my kids start driving the only way they're getting a car is by working and earning one, just like I did. They can earn they're way through college too. Maybe I'll help them out if they need it but, they're still paying for some.

Alright I've typed too much so I'm just going to completely cut off this entry right now. See what happens when you are as bored as I am?
What the hell would you do with $160 million?

Show Results

2005-07-09T15:40:31Z

We played last night at the lions club with a bunch of sweet bands.

ENSE kicked the night off with a bang, using my marshall.

Then Vigil played. If you missed these guys for any reason, you should go drink some antifreeze right now. These guys fucking kick ass, death metal with an amazing shredder for a guitarist. Their one flaw I must say though, was covering a boring Dream Theater song that had to be a good 8 minutes long. Other than that they were completely bad ass.

Next was a band called Bruce. Can't really say I was too big of a fan of them. They're good for their style though I guess.

Then came Blind Leads Nakid. Once again not a big fan.

It was about this time in the night that the fraser police decided to pay a visit to the parking lot of the lions club where, ofcorse, a bunch of people were smoking pot and what not. So about six people got arrested and I'm sorry to hear about that.

I felt really bad for the band "I Farm." These two guys drove here from New York, were both amazingly talented (especially the drummer, holy shit), and they had about 6-8 people watching them the whole time. We threw them some gas money though, and they were real good spirited about the whole thing.

We played after those guys and I was happy that people atleast came inside for us. Everything went decent for us, we didn't play the stupid cover we were going to do that we pacticed maybe one time through, and we didn't screw up as much as we usually do.

Then after us it was Make Believe Time. Gotta love those guys. About 200 people came out of no where and crammed in the hall as soon as they went on, and left as soon as they were done. Smith did the keyboard lean and Mr. Switch Mint had a Devils lock going on. They tore it up.

To finish off the night, Franklin Slam Dunk went on and kicked ass as well.

I apologize for the old guys in the hall, from recent shows they've started trying to be more catious, with the whole "no dancing" thing. And they were being huge pricks to MBT by not letting them unload early on in the night, as if we didn't have enough room in the hall.

All in all a fun night minus people getting arrested. I'd love to type more but I'm bored of this entry and I actually have some things to do today. Thanks to everyone for coming out to the show and to all the bands that played.

S H O W ! ! !

2005-07-08T00:42:03Z

This friday (that's tommarow), please come and enjoy:

Please come and bring your friends.