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| Tuesday, November 19th, 2002 | | 9:14 pm |
ill no longer be making posts in this journal.ill be using my old live journal name which is maximumrock. add me if you wish. see you in the funny pages. peace max | | Thursday, September 12th, 2002 | | 9:02 pm |
| | Sunday, September 8th, 2002 | | 1:14 am |
im also at work on a country album right now. its going ok
first week of school is over. its really fucking cool to be in a place of learning. i like my classes, teachers, and most of my peers, except for the theatre department, cuz theyre like totally gay. im pretty happy to be learning shit about a subject thats supposed to be my career or lifelong devotion or whatever. its also quite odd, going to a place everyday that i dont have an intense loathing for and i think im gonna get that work study job at the library, which rules i got really, really fucking trashed at some shindig last night and narrowly avouided vomiting in the bus this morning on my way to work. there was more schmoozing and less drunken sarcastic berating than anticipated. it was ok. i was very intoxicated and my memory eludes me at several points when mentally inquiring on the events of last night moya finally left a week ago. it was cool that he was here, but his arrogant, know it all bullshit is completely unbearable. the night before he left, he was very unsober and tore down a bunch of the blinds in our living room. cool, thanks, moya me and james were fortunate enough to attend the play 'pretty as a picture' this evening at cornish(now whos gay, right? shut up). it was incredible...easily the finest piece of theatre ive ever seen. that doesnt mean much, but still....it was quite inspiring and now james and i are hard at work securing a venue for our own production, which is shaping up to be an adaptation of 'of mice and men'. i should probably read the book first, huh? im an illiterate swine 28 days, right? things are going pretty well right now Current Mood: flight 73 | | Thursday, September 5th, 2002 | | 9:19 pm |
!!!!!!!!!
doke dwat deebwat tooskite boschite miskinito doo dite Current Mood: ecfuckingstatic | | Tuesday, September 3rd, 2002 | | 10:30 pm |
doot and doo
today was school. i had one class, printing, which seems like it should be pretty cool. tomorrow ive got more classes. fascinating oh boy, new jeans today. i felt so unpunk walking into the huge levis store downtown. must be reading too much cometbus im tired. that is all | | Friday, August 30th, 2002 | | 4:27 pm |
unfonzielike
im quite nervous about school on tuesday. this is like a legitimate step in my life, towards a career, a vocation. fuck i guess julia is having some sort of 'margarita party'(fucking art fags) at her house tonite and were headed over there. the only way i find these gatherings palatable at all is with the assistance of a coulpe forties. but like ive got better things to do? after i get back from work tonite we shall head over there. actually, julias cool, but everyone else in james class pretty much sucks. i might as well start making some art-school friends or something by dragging a bunch of unwitting participants through the 'drunken-sarcasm filter'. good times im confused. is it cool? what the fuck is going on anyway? id type out the lyrics to 'ache' by jawbreaker, but ive got a strict no lyrics policy on my already unbearably boring live journal. 'things are weird here, im running for sheriff.' | | Thursday, August 29th, 2002 | | 10:44 am |
| | Wednesday, August 28th, 2002 | | 3:53 pm |
ive been sick for the past 2 weeks with some sort of swine flu, i think. my throat has been visciously constricted and my breathing and speaking are often impaired. the only respite, ive found, is in drinking myslf into oblivion and forgeting the terrible pain that wells out from my sinuses. today i registered for school. im almost lookinh forward to starting on the third. artr school costs an arm and a leg that i dont have to spare and if i find this fucking place to be prison containing nothing but junkies, frauds, and abstract con artists with well bred and independantly wealthy parents then i dont think ill finish this sentance i had the distinct pleasure of seeing ythe dwarves, the angry somoans and the dickies several nights ago at the emps 'sky theatre'. it was enjoyable except for the gbloody coughing and feverish convulsions due to the asiatic pig sickness ive seemed to have contracted. the dwarves were of course incredible and, surely, a lesser band would have been unable to cope with the large stage size and lukewarm crowd reaction that the bay area 'rock legends' had to deal with. and there was much rejoicing. the angry somoans were kinda 'ehhhhh' but it was worth standing through the circle pitting jerks to watch the dickies. joey ramones thinner, uglier cousin sang and danced with violent abandon and at times i feared for his health. i, i nfact, feel priveleged to have seen these fellows:it is rare that a band so old and decrepit have the composure to perform both so enthusiastically and so well. by the time the show was over my feeble throat had been screamed to razor blades and the young, drunk concert goer next to me had gratefully decided ti discontinue his violent dervish-like drumbeat between his feet and my kidneys. my ears bleed consistently for 2 whole days after that show as my own personal tinnitus induced symphony roared cheerfully on. i need to finish the laundry- excuse me ok me and james old roommate, moya, has been visiting and our adventures have thus far boiled down to little more than smoking drugs and harvesting the fruits of the pbr tree. there is, however, a respite from the ordinary coming soon, manifesting in the form of a loarge party in the cornish dorms this weekend. the as yet unemptied forties are thick with potential, i think...malt liquor shall be consumed, drunkeness shall be attained, sarcastic comments shall be delivered in an inebriated, slurred tone to art fags. also, we went swimming yesterday at the ol swimmin hole. twas barrels of fun. summer is almost over | | Thursday, August 8th, 2002 | | 4:06 pm |
bitch, please
i got really drunk(woo-ha! fascinating stories in my live journal always start out with that phrase. my life is amazing) on tues and went to see d4, the best punk band in the world. it was incredible of course, but i almost wish i was sobererer so i remembered it more clearly. still, it was of the rock. patrick got naked and donned a chainmail vest of sorts and they played the very best songs and i jumped around and danced in a spastic, haphazard fashion. after the show, nate mike and trask hung at my place and 2 days later, the couch still smells like mike, you sweaty fuck. me and nate stayed up all night doing each others hair and talking about the cute boys in our geometry class. last night john and gareth and james called from james house in san diego and i pretty much miss them a lot. there is nothing else worth mentioning except vanessa may visit in october and im overjoyed oh and the children crusade stuff is actually getting finished but the shitty mediocre somethingtons shit will rot forever in shitty mediocrity because i dont know but its obvious that interest in that band is waning and we all suck but some of us suck more than others so fuck thats a long sentance. blip | | Sunday, August 4th, 2002 | | 1:43 pm |
i like the way you work it, no diggity
last night, excessive alcohol consumption resulted in risking sneaking in to the 21+ sicko show. i was victorious and spent the evening pogoing spastically to like the third best pop punk band of all time. it was the rock. my computer is now functional after undergoing an only semi humiliating asking parents for money to pay the phone bill collect phone call. woohoo the civil war chops are a no go, i have not the facial hair constitution to undergo such a grueling endeavor. i am a failure apparently the somethingtons are making a video. school starts the 3rd, im excited, i think. motherfucking d4 on tuesday, motherfuckers. lives shall be lived tcin that b, max | | Thursday, July 18th, 2002 | | 12:22 pm |
kick ass, dude
i just got off of work and im sitting at cornish, abusing internet priveleges. james left yesterday for like 3 weeks so now ive got the place to myself and i hope to be naked every moment im home also- in a drunken rage last night i shaved off all of my pubic hair for no good reason at all and i itch like crazy further body hair update-today is day 1 of my half hearted attempt to grow civil-war-style-chops. it should prove to be a fascinating experiment considering my less than consistant facial hair patterns. more updates to follow, promise | | Monday, July 15th, 2002 | | 10:50 am |
| | 10:32 am |
i am at cornish now using the computer. i will begin studying business-i mean, uh, art here in sept. our phone was turned off because we havent paid the bill for three months. we havent paid the bill because we havent gotten any. the fucking phone company has been sending them to our old aparrtment despite the fact our service has been changed. this, to me, is bullshit. in my financially crippled state i cannot pay. i am so poor i love my life you are fascinated by my live journal we will never finish the fucking somethingtons recording, it will be years before i can afford to do anything but pay rent. what a waste....we could have spent three days making 7 childrens crusade songs really great instead of just pretty decent. i think im done writing 'music' for a while....the time has come to concentrate on my art and not on some sort of delusional pipe dream fantasy of being a pop punk 'star'....why waste time and money on what i know is only a short term reward and an immpermanent artistic/creative outlet.... fuck im sick of using this shitty journal as an all purpose self indugent, self pitying soap box to garner sympathy or whatever....please ignore eveery thing ive ever written here. oh, and al burian is going to be reading onn tuesday night downtown but sucks to missing it cause i gotta work i will destroy the world and bathe in the blood of my enemies and other stuff also, i really miss jerm vanessa rocks my world, max(imnotmaxiesomethington) nordlie | | Sunday, July 7th, 2002 | | 8:02 pm |
'have you been drinking tonite, sir?'
, asked the greyhound employee. the answer, of course, was yes. even through the stupor that i was in , though, i could see she was badly rattled. my behavior was probably out of hand by her standards. 'of course not', i replied, 'have you?' june 29-31- an early relief from work leads to excessive higgh octane drug and alcohol consumption before the 900 bus ride to portland... we meet jerm and mike at the station, immediate retirement ensues, my first night of uncomfortable and unrested sleep.... june31- load the pop wagon, head to jackpot recording studios to meet mr larry crane....larry resembles a hobbit.....the task of recording 2 bands with musicians of limited, amatuerish talents(ok, just me) does not seem to daunt him... the childrens crusade is- jerm, guitar, sing, songs;mike, drums, honey; me, bass, sing,songs the somethingtons are- james, gutar, sing, songs ;mike, percussion; me, bass sing songs the former band goes first, finishes all but one song....somethingtons follow with limited enthusiam...another night of unrestful slumber ensues july 1-breafast at ruthies cafe, quite good.....head to jackpot, finish instrumental tracks, mostly except for somethingtons stuff...begin vocals....my off key vocal attempts exasperate me to no end, self hatred grows like a reflexophiliacs erection in an emergency room....i realize i miss vanessa....finish vocals on some cc songs....the possibility of not finishing now looms all too clearly in the future...i realixze im spending almost 400bucks for a just ok recording of 2 bands, when spending 3 days on 1 band would yeild much more satisfactory results....a black mood, hatred ensues, also poverty july 2- breakfast at ruthies again....vocals, mixing...larry is patient with us....end of recording tally... childrens crusade, 5 songs all done, 16 minute mixes somethingtons, 10 songs 3 'done', 3min mixes..... me, out 385 dollars-priceless fuck...oh well, my own fault....back to mikes, i attain bakedskiedness, bro july3- all day pot smoking, very crabby....meet schmoe and dirt bike annie at nates...back to mikes for bad, frustrating somethingtons practice...smoke before heading to the the dba show....the jimmies have cancelled, the somethingtons are invited to fill in, uniformlessly, on borrowed equipment....we are ill prepared, badly jangled nerves lead to worst show ever, self hatred overflows, spills on ground, tilli walk tghrough it and it makes a 'squish' sound when i step...panic attack...dba puts on the second best punk show ive ever seen, next to d4....they are so fucking good, i wanna not play 'music' ebver again...back to mikes, after show hoedown....i become inebriated, freak out july 4- travel to corvallis by pop wagon to play show in mutant pop headquarters, the shoe hutch basement....pre show bbq at t.chandlers house reveals dba to be as nice and friendly dudes as their band is rocking...slighly drunk, we play ok, dba destroys again...buying of records follows...really fun...return to portlaND... july 5-we travel to 'the swimming hole', schmoe is an oregon hick....somethingtons/childrens crusade/ dba frolic on beach, homoerotic overtones prevalent...funfunfun...dba head to longview, we go back to p-town, jerms last night in town...call v, good to do talk to her(you)... july6-drop jerm off at airp[ort, long busride back to seattle...arrive in time to see dba at fallout....head to crushers for bbq....its hard to hate him when he is so nice, that fucking pretentious ass...go to see dba at industrial coffee, i am really really fucked up...after show, lew, mikey and nate stay the the night...h o t s e x action dba departed this morning, but there is still a bedortha on the couch, watching porn with the volume turned down, he will take the train home tomorrow | | Thursday, June 27th, 2002 | | 9:58 pm |
| | Monday, June 24th, 2002 | | 6:37 pm |
holyfuckingshit
ive never seen so much free beer todd brought over 2 full kegs !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! right on bro i shall drink until i die | | 3:31 pm |
the threat of a complete physical and mental breakdown looms large
last night we scrounged together enough change to purchase beer. we became intoxicated. we were gonna walk to lakeview cemetary to try and find bruce lees grave, but a locked gate prevented this things suck here, im so broke for no good reason at all recording soon. woo i owe cornish like 9000$. todd is coming over tonite after work, bringing the leftover kegs from the party hes catering. it will be consumed. aaron is also coming overe tonite. i like aaron i am pissed fuckfuckfuckfuck my shit is not togr fuck it | | Sunday, June 9th, 2002 | | 1:43 am |
go fuck jesus christ, mother fucker
just got back from seeing the queers....very dissappointing....feelings of dissillusionment loom large...i have never seen such a bored group of fellows(read: the queers, aka joe queer and his pop punk celebrity fan club).... ramonesing- v., the act of using your personal notoriety as a band or individual to continue making pop punk music that is trie, boring, unintentionally self parodising. ex: i saw the queers tonite; they were totally ramonesing themselves the independants sucked....ska+misfits=SUCK the briefs were ok the crowd was a bunch of tweleve year olds who just got dropped off by mommy....they only made any movement when they made half hearted attempts to echo joes own half hearted middle finger raising....sooooooooooPUNKROCK also- i have come to loathe crusher..... some new classics... 'dude, are you trying to find joes guitar pick?....yeah, ive done that too....ive got like, three or four' (to james)' this is your first time seeing the queers? dude, ive seen them so many times, ive like forgot' maybe im not conveying his tone or ideas correctly, but he is so fucking arrogant and condescending....total pop punk meathead. when hes not bragging about the size of his massive cock or the latest girl he fucked, hes babbling about the 'fucking kick-ass' fight he got into...hes a real man!....i quess i dont loathe him, but this schtick is totally wearing thin....i think he only hangs out with us so he can name-drop the somethingtons(wow....i just reread that last part...sad)....it also bugs me when he refers to all pop punk'celebrities'(yeah, yeah, its relative) by their first name....golly, crusher, you talked to frank, joe, etc? can i please suck your dick?wow, youre too kind!...nah, hes actually a nice guy...i just cant stand that posturing when hes around a lot of people..ok, im done catharting(is that a word?).... im just in a bad mood cus of the show, i think also, were going to portland tomorrow to practice...too much $ is being spent to not get even enough last minute first practices....im so close to broke....james, of course cant afford to go down this weekend....hmmmm, only time to have two practices before recording....we havent played in like 2 months....rad...recording in like 3 weeks....i wish i didnt have the sneaking suspision i was about to waste 350dollars...at least i dont have to pay a gigantic fucking dentist bill...or tuition....oh, wait when the fuck is our goddam motherfucking cunt fuck shit piss fucking fuck shortrun coming out? im vexed. i shall now sleep Current Mood: crabby | | Wednesday, June 5th, 2002 | | 12:41 pm |
doink
it has been awhile since i updated, heres whats up nightmare suck-dycate (ha ha me) visited a week a go and we shindigged at casa de somethingtons. mike and schome and jerm came too. i saw nates asshole. drunkeness occured.then nightmare left. it was cool to see john jerm will be staying with us till early july for rocking purposes. we had our first practice last weekend. it came together far better than i hoped. im really looking forward to recording there has been much alcohol consumption i got taken off the scheduele this week at the jcp. fuck will....he needs to save money so he gives my hours to his mailorder bride so he doesnt have to pay anyone. fucking pig i purchased the new d4. why bother? queers/briefs show coming up on saturday, andrew wk on tues i got a big scholarship to cornish, half my tuition is being paid. there is only one explanation, i am the dominator i have new teeth, i am now only slightly less of a freak than before. i now owe 4500 dollars to the broadway dental centre yesterday me and jerm and james destroyed some cider and moist of a 24 pack of schmidts ice. we became quite intoxicated and sang and danced loudly in the apartrment to d4. then we went downtown and walked around the empty pike place market. i also have a vague recollection of a confrontation with a terrified hot topic employee in a mall we invaded. we also went to the lusty lady where i stepped in a puddle of semen Current Mood: teeth | | Wednesday, May 22nd, 2002 | | 1:05 pm |
i was a teenage science experiment
ok, so when i first moved to seattle like 8 months ago, i wasa really poor. i mean, i still am but like even more so...anyway, i signed up to do this medical study thats sponsored by merck,inc and the university of washington. i had to search long and hard to find a study that fit my straight (like, super straight....bro) and hiv negative lifestyle. ebentually i was put in this hiv vaccine side-effects trail. i get paid 50bucks a visit to show up twice a month and get an injection and some blood drawn. its not too bad...no negative side effects yet. and my doctor is super nice....if peter is, as james says, our surrogate seattle father type figure, then dr. marnie elizaga is my seattle surrogate mother figure. shes always concerned about whether im eating enough...she gtives me food stamps and bustickets...its pretty cool. but today as part of a routine check up she had to give me a testicular exam...that was fucking weird.but i still got my fifty bucks. whatever also, no show with dba on the 3rd. balls i hope mike has gotten a hold of the fliptops for fallout. mike? also, fucking will is cutting my hours even more. bullshit. will, owner of jet city pizza--is a recovering alcoholic, born again christian/republican, has a mail order bride wife....hes what you might call an 'over-achiever'. fucking prick also-9 fucking days till rock. rockrockrockrock Current Mood: naked |
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