124.

Fuck my life.

123.

Fuck, some people are just so incredibly stupid it makes me want to stab them in the face multiple times. I just don't understand how some people can go through their entire lives and not realize how incredibly rediculous they are. It doesn't make any sense to me. Not at all. Fuck, people are just absurd.

That is all.

122. Corey Feldman

Corey Scott Feldman

Born: July 16, 1971
Location: Chatsworth, California

American film and television actor.

He became known during the 1980s, with roles in the films The Goonies and Stand by Me.

121.

You know what's amazing? Tonight while at dinner at my grandmother's house my cousin Nathan and I actually had a conversation and stuff. It was really weird. I don't think that has ever happened. Well, not to the magnitude it did tonight. I'm not sure how to react to that. Well, I suppose it's rather ballin'. Yes, ballin' outta control, in fact. Well, I'm going to jam out to some Bach now despite the fact that my mom dislikes it. Apparently it's boring. She just has no class. Obviously.

Oh, and she dislikes cellos as well. I don't understand how the two of us are related.

120.

One day I'm going to kill someone. That's my main goal in life. Maybe I'll just become a serial killer. Why not? Honestly, there are times when I'm amazed that I haven't just stabbed someone in the face already. I sincerely don't know what's stopping me.

Anyhow, I've been reading this book by Nancy Houston called "The Goldberg Variations" and there was one section in particular that caught my attention:

"It's disgusting the way hypocrisy oozes out as soon as death enters the picture. Like worms that suddenly materialize in meat, secreted by the very flesh you were about to consume. Oh, no. I'm not going to efface myself anymore; it's my turn to play the egotist."

Just for the record, the excerpt from the book is completely unrelated to my previous banter.

119.

You know what's really nice? Not having to go to bed early. You know what's even better? Not having to get up early for school and band and such. Ahhh, I could get used to this. 

Yeah, so I just got money from my dad for Christmas. New piercings anyone? 

118. Anthony Preshyon

Anthony Preshyon

Born: No idea.

Location: Phoenix's House

The cousin of Phoenix and Shilo Preshyon.

He basically just sort of putters around, hangs out with Shilo and does homework. He's really cute and reminds people of Tom Hanks...in a good way.

117.

Yes, so lately my dimple piercings have swollen up quite a bit and I've been rather worried. Apparently this is normal with these types of piercings. Also, I've found out that alcohol makes them swell up quite a bit more. Oops. 

116.

Facebook status conversations, ftew!

Vojta is sad...but just like a little bit. And hopes someone will invite him to a New Years party, cuz' he can't make one.

Sarius Wilkinsus at 11:28pm December 21:

If I was cool enough to have a New Years Party I'd invite you, but I'm not so I can't. 

Vojta Cerny at 11:30pm December 21:

if you're not cool enough then I don't the heck know who is

Sarius Wilkinsus at 11:39pm December 21

Aww, you're such a sweetie. =]

Yeah, so I feel pretty awesome now. Vojta, ftw!

115. Tim Roth

Timothy Simon Smith

Name: Tim Roth

Born: May 14, 1961

Location: London, England

Image From: Made In Britain (1982)

English film actor and director.

Best known for his roles in Reservoir Dogs, Pulp Fiction, The Incredible Hulk, and Rob Roy, for which he received an Academy Award Nomination for Best Supporting Actor.

114.

You know what really sucks? When you completely overreact to something and you end up fucking the entire situation up because of. Sarius = fail. Goddamn my paranoid nature. I think everything has been straightened out now though and all is well. Whoot.

Oh, yes, and today I watched The Mist and I rather enjoyed it despite the many people that disliked it. I can't get over the ending though...

113.

I can't believe it's still snowing. In fact, it's starting to piss me off. Fuck. My face hurts still. I wish these piercings would hurry up and heal already...

112.

Holy balls is Chrome ever fast. GOOGLE CHROME! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE!?

111.

I have a new goal now. It is to learn to use a meteor hammer. I think it's a rather noble goal.

110.

I've decided (once again) that people in general are douche bags. Seriously. I'm sick of everyone. I think that once I graduate and am done at AIV I'm just going to live in the middle of nowhere by myself and never talk to another person again. Fuck you all.

109. Eduardo Falaschi

Eduardo Falaschi

Born: May 18, 1972
Location: São Paulo, Brazil

Brazilian singer best known for his work as lead singer and songwriter with the São Paulo based band Angra.

108.

Today has been relatively uneventful so far. I didn't wake up until around two o'clock in the afternoon. I puttered around for a bit and then went over to my mom's friend's house. They've gone away for Christmas so I'm looking after their cat for them. I love it because they have a piano and I've been attempting to teach myself to play in their abscence. It's a lot harder than it looks.

107.

Whoo, drunken posting, ftw. Well, shortly after I came home froem Phoenix's house Liz was like, "O hey, let's hang oiut." So we did. We drank some booze then went to Jerry's to see if Jesse was there. He wasn't so we just chilled with Jerry. He's pretty ballin'. Anyhow, we went to some random school (the name of which starts with a P) and waited for Andy, but he didn't show up. 'Twas cold. I am inebriated. That is all.

106.

O hai there. I just so happen to be hanging out with Chantelle and Phoenix right now. We are watching Eraserhead. David Lynch is a god.

The trio has been re-united.

105. Jussi 69

Jussi Heikki Tapio Vuori

Born: July 11, 1972
Location: Helsinki, Finland
Instrument: Drums
Band: The 69 Eyes

Drummer for the Finnish rock band The 69 Eyes.

He is most well known for his flamboyant playing style that has earned him the attention of fans and cameramen alike; his kit is set up low to allow for the maximum exposure of his on-stage antics. Jussi's drumming is simple yet effective, relying primarily on cymbal flourishes rather than pure drum fills to transition between sections of a song.

104.

After my escapades at the Frenchman, I headed over to Phoenix's to chill with Chantelle and Phoenix like usual. We watched Dawn of the Dead (the 2004 remake, of course) and ate delicious garlic bread.

Phoenix's cousin Anthony is visiting (he looks like Tom Hanks!...in a good way) and he just happened to draw a bunch of people over to their house. In the end, it was Phoenix, Chantelle, Shilo, me, Anthony, Sean, Erin, Tchadas, and Jeric all sitting around watching Tropic Thunder. 'Twas solid.

Tomorrow another adventure will most likely ensue. Movie night with Chantelle, Phoenix, and Wyatt?

103.

Today was pretty slack. We only had to go to school for half a day so after the half was over I went back down to the Frenchman because the insides of my cheeks were really swollen and the jewelery wasn't long enough to compensate.

When I got there they said that they didn't have any other pieces of 16ga jewelery that were longer so I'd have to stretch them to 14s. ORAL STRETCHING SUCKS BALLS.

It took around a half-hour to stretch and now they're even more swollen than before. I was really worried because none of my other piercings swelled up very much if at all. Apparently cheeks swell up a lot because they're "soft tissue." Either way, I think it's worth it. I'll just down-gauge once the swelling subsides.

102. Ten Traits of Serial Killers.

"At the tenth triennial meeting of the International Association of Forensic Sciences held at Oxford, England, in September 1984, Robert Ressler and John Douglas of the FBI's Behavioral Science Unit, along with Professors Ann W. Burgess and Ralph D'Agostino, delivered a seminal paper on serial murder, based on a study of thirty-six jailed offsenders, including Edmund Kemper and Herbert Mullin. In their presentation, they listed the following traits as the "general characteristics" of these killers:

1. Most are single white males.
2. They tend to be smart, with a mean IQ of "bright normal."
3. Despite their intelligence, they do poorly in school, have spotty employment records, and generally end up as unskilled workers.
4. They come from deeply trouble families. Typically, they have been abandoned at an early age by their fathers and grow up in broken homes dominated by their mothers.
5. There is a long history of psychiatric problems, criminal behavior and alcoholism in their families.
6. As children, they suffer significant abuse--sometimes psychological, sometimes physical, often sexual. Such brutal mistreatment instills them with profound feelings of humiliation and helplessness.
7. Because of their resentment toward their distant, absent, or abusive fathers, they have a great deal of trouble with male authority figures. Because they were dominated by their mothers, they have a powerful hostility toward women.
8. They manifest psychiatric problems at an early age and often spend time in institutions as children.
9. Because of their extreme social solation and a general hatred of the world and everyone in it (including themselves), they often feel suicidal as teenagers.
10. They display a precocious and abiding interest in deviant sexuality and are obsessed with fetishism, voyeurism, and violent pornography.

It is important to remember, however, that these triats were extrapolated from a small sample of thirty-six sadistic lust-murderers, all men and most of them white. There are many other serial killers who possess different characteristics."

101. Nick Moran

Nicholas Jonathan Moran

Born: December 23, 1968
Location: East End, London, England

British actor, writer, and producer.

Moran first hit the big screen in 1990 alongside Roger Daltrey and Chesney Hawkes, in Buddy's Song (1990). He is probably best known for his role in Guy Ritchie's Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels, in which he played Eddy the card sharp.

100.

Whoo, the 100th post! What should I do with it? I think I should talk about [Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels] because that movie's amazing! I watched it for the first time last night and it's fantastic. It has this fellow in it and his name is Nick Moran and he's beautiful. You should watch it. Yes, you. Now. Go. Watch it.

99. Dimples!

Whoo, post number ninety-nine!!!
Yes, so like I mentioned before, I got my dimples pierced. Here be some proof! Enjoi.

98.

Well, despite my initial anger towards today's lack of school, I'm starting to enjoy it some. I get to jam to some wicked tunes, and I have time to let my new piercings heal a little more before everyone sees them. Also, we were supposed to have a band concert tonight, but it has been postponed. Now that I actually look at it, I'm glad because I'm not sure how well I could play in my current condition. Solid.

97.

You know what really sucks? Today's a fucking Snow Day. Mother fucker. I had so much shit to do and I can't do it now because I can't go to school. Oh, and I'm stuck in my house with a family of douchebags. (Minus Mat of course.)

Fuck my life.

96.

Well, I suppose this post deals with the good, the bad, and the ugly. Here goes:

The Good.

Today was rather dandy to begin with. I just happened to come into a rather nice chunk of money because of the Christmas season and all that business so I decided that I need new piercings. I mentioned it to Chantelle (of course) and she decided to get her left monroe re-done so she'd have angel bites again. Upon telling Phoenix this, she decided that it was time for a real piercing. She decided to get her septum done. We all went down to the Frenchman and I got dimples, and the ladies got their respective piercings. I'm rather stoked on my new piercings.

The Bad.

Despite the fact that my mom obviously has no say in what I do to my body anymore, I didn't tell her that I was planning on getting new piercings today because I didn't want to have to hear her whine. I basically just left with Chantelle and showed up at home later that night. This is what caused "The Ugly."

The Ugly.

After my mom noticed the piercings, she freaked out and started yelling at me, right in my face. I felt that this was completely unwarranted. After a little bit of random yelling she said that she was "embarrassed to be seen in public with [me]" and that I "make [her] look like a bad parent." She's ashamed of me.

How was your day?

95. Tuomas Holopainen

Tuomas Lauri Johannes Holopainen

AKA: Sunkmanitutanka Nagi
Meaning: "The Wolf of the Shadow"
Born: December 25, 1976
Location: Kitee, Finland

Composer, musician, poet and producer.

Keyboardist, band leader and main songwriter, of Finnish symphonic metal band Nightwish. He has also played in the bands Nattvindens Gråt and Darkwoods My Betrothed. His current side projects are the gothic metal band For My Pain... and the band of Timo Rautiainen.
Holopainen has written several songs that have been included in movie soundtracks, including recent collaboration with Nightwish bass player Marco Hietala on "While Your Lips Are Still Red", for the Finnish film “Lieksa!” in 2007.

94.

Well, today was rather dandy. I went downtown after school to buy something to contain my vast amount of DVDs. After I purchased said object I went to the bus stop and I just happened to run into Liz who invited me out for coffee. After that we went back to her place and drank more coffee and listened to some music. Most of it wasn't my particular genre of choice, but I managed to stay relatively open-minded. We have made plans to punish our livers this Friday. I am very excited. Peppermint Schnapps, ftw.

93. Charles Cullen

Charles Cullen


Born: February 22, 1960
Location: New Jersey & Pennsylvania

Highschool drop-out, former Petty Officer third class in the US Navy, Nurse in various hospitals.

The most prolific serial killer in New Jersey history. Cullen told authorities in December 2003 that he had murdered as many as 45 patients during the 16 years he worked at 10 hospitals in New Jersey and Pennsylvania.

92.

Last night was pretty ballin' outta control. Chantelle and I went over to Phoenix's and had a sleepover. We were up until around 4:30-5:00 am talking to random perverts in chatrooms and saying a bunch of fucked up shit like, "I want to hook your nipples up to a car battery and watch you twitch and shit yourself. Then, I want to use your shit as lubricant while I fist myself." Naturally, I was the creative mastermind behind all this business. 'Twas amazing.

Lately I've really been getting into the scores of films. Some of the music's fantastic and completely underrated. So far I've got scores from Big Fish, 28 Days Later, Dreamcatcher, Schindler's List and a few others. They all win.

91.

Oh, and in case you haven't noticed, I'm going to try to post a new beautiful person each day because I'm shallow and gangster like that.

90. Varg Vikernes

Kristian "Varg" Vikernes

AKA: Count Grishnackh
Born: February 11, 1973
Location: Norway

Black metal musician, convicted murderer, arsonist, and political activist.

Vikernes is currently serving a 21 year sentence for the August 1993 murder of Øystein 'Euronymous' Aarseth of Mayhem as well for the burning of three churches in Norway, also being strongly suspected of the arson of the Fantoft Stave Church.

89.

You know what sucks? When you tentatively make plans with someone and then forget to get their number. Good thing there's a third person involved. Whoo.
Yes, so I'm supposed to be going over to Phoenix's house for a sleepover with her and Chantelle! Whoo! We're going to watch movies and stay up all night and all that business. The only downside is that it started snowing earlier today and it's sticking. This means that Chantelle probably won't be driving in it so I may have to navigate my way to Phoenix's in the dark by myself. It shall be an adventure. Not a very adventurous adventure, but and adventure nonetheless.

88. _____ & Hottie of the Day

I can't believe that Bettie Page is dead. It's so sad. She wasn't even that old. Okay, well, she was 85, but I don't consider that old. Fuck. She's too amazing to die. ...well, apparently not.

On another note, I'm beginning to understand what people see in Nirvana. The band, that is, not the state of mind. Anyhow, for the longest time I used to just make fun of them and such, but now that I've actually listened to them, I've discovered that I really like them. Odd how that happens. It's weird because I've been getting into a lot of indie and post-punk/alternative bands lately like [Pavement], [Blur], [Youth Group], and [Modest Mouse]. I've also been delving into goth rock and deathrock more these days. It's rather dandy as well. '

Haha, this is the 88th post. If you understand what 88 signifies you win a golden star! Whoo.

Yes, so I have a friend. His name is Peter. He refuses to bask in the glory of Hamlet. He calls him a dink. I think Peter's a noob. Bask in Hamlet's glory!!!





It seems that Hamlet is the hottie of the day. Aww yeeeah.

87. RIP Bettie Page

Rest in peace, Bettie Page.

April 22, 1923 - December 11, 2008

86.

Sweet Zombie Jesus is Hamlet ever amazing! Holy damn, you have no idea unless you've read it. I'm honestly madly in love with him despite the fact that he's a fictional character. William Shakespeare, I bask in your intense glory!

Also, I've discovered the beauty that is Pavement. I can't believe I haven't listened to them sooner. I'm almost ashamed of myself.

85.

I think that once I leave for Burnaby, like, after I grad and such, I'm going to cut off all contact with my family. I think it's for the best.

84.

You know what? I really really miss everyone from camp right now. We need to have a reunion. Seriously. Fuck.

83.

O hai, I think this whole poetry thing is working out rather well.
I'm rather stoked in fact.
Huzzah!

82.

Yesterday I got a hair cut. I think it's rather spiffy now, but yesterday I was really worried about it. I'm not used to having haircuts that are actually good or really hair cuts, if you know what I mean. Either way, I'm trying to bring back the '80s. Today I dyed my hair black again. It's nice. I couldn't handle it being brown for so long. Ugh, shame on natural hair colours.

81.

Well, after reading Captain's blawg, I have decided to be a conformist and create an account on All Poetry. I kind of feel like a douche for doing this, but I hope it's just my lack of self-confidence and not my sense of logic influencing this opinion. If I still feel lame about it after a few days I'll probably admit defeat and delete it.

[eviscerated]

80.

I have just re-realized how amazing The Pixies are.
Goddamn, they're amazing.

79.

Whoo, I'm almost caught up in Biology. I was slacking and let a bunch of things slide and I was up until 4:30am last night working on them and I'm almost done. Whoo.

78.

In English we're supposed to be doing poetry now. Whoo.
Basically we were supposed to read this one peom and then write our own in the style of the other one. Here's how it went down:

Original:

Some Functions of a Leaf
Don McKay

To whisper. To applaud the wind
and hide the Hermit thrush.
To catch the light
and work the humble spell of photosynthesis
(excuse me, sir, if I might have one word)
by which it's changed to wood.
To wait
willing to feed

and be food

To die with style:
as the tree retreats inside itself,
shutting off the valves at its
extremities
to starve in Technicolor, then
having served two hours in a children's leaf pile, slowly
stir its vitamins into the earth.

To be the artist of mortality.



Sarah's Poem:

Some Functions of a Corpse

To be silent. To applaud its maker
and hide the involuntary movements.
To absorb the cold
and disprove the notion of immortality
(excuse me, miss, may I touch you here?)
and be little more than an object.
To bloat,
willing to decay
and be food.

To be displayed ignominiously
as the creator reaches out of himself
shutting off the morals of
society
to indulge in carnal pleasures, then
having served this short lived purpose, carefully
eviscerated in a basement.

To be the object of desire.

Whoot?

77.

Wow, Power Rangers was even better than I remembered.