March 28th, 2007
|10:54 pm - REALLY WRONG|
and i've come to walk this path before, the brush teeth, had doubts, ate & shut it. read and then slept dead on the couch. had to endure a strong talk with the missus but i slapped her shut. nothin less. talk of being short but always paying dues, sidelong and oblong. into the house of fuck. read until sleep makes the ease, til all makes a bad dream, laugh til it seems. right, really right.
Current Music: AN EVIL HEAT
March 23rd, 2007
seems like everyone is getting quietly drunk lately, perhaps due to the impending apocalypse. trouble with downstairs neighbours, taken too heavily, time to let sleeping idiots stew in their own dopesmoke shithaven. time to get really agitated over the pain it's causing others. time to start resharpening the knuckles, because you never know where it's going to go down. at least i'll be standing, and i'll still be laughing. i won't let those zombies take us down first. we'll be some of the last to go down, with bloody faces. and i will be the last to go down, sever promise.
Current Music: NOMEANSNO-sex mad
March 3rd, 2007
|01:35 pm - HERE'S A GOOD ONE|
weird night. neil, who just got out of prison, came by and had a good time. he was in a good mood and that's a good thing. being the faster one on bike, we sent him out to get more beer, foolishly thinking he would be back. so, after a good two hours of waiting, tracy and i went to bed. the next morning, pissed off, i turn on 'his' phone. i say 'his' because we find out that it is larry's, another 'good' friend of neil's. he had jacked larry's phone and refused to return it. so now, neil is off smoking his crack rocks and there is a lot of his shit here, a bass, guitar, ghost rider comic books and a picture of his ex. should i sell his cd's to compensate for the beer money? probably. don't expect payback any time soon.
other than that, feeling good. no emotions. reading GET IN THE VAN, black flag formative years. probably going to get beer soon.
Current Location: toronto
Current Music: the end of silence-rollins
February 24th, 2007
|11:40 am - CRAP DIME|
what a good day. so far, cleaned the house, listened to lots of music and flushed the work mix out. haven't eaten breakfast but totally drunk (answers liz's question of whether i still still drink tons). had a rough few days with tobin and guests, but all's forgotten now that he's not here. feeling great, sunny, warm, fresh air circulating through the house. bought melvins 'the crybaby' & big black's 'the hammer party'. going to by some del rey, qui, converge/agorophobic nosebleed split. going to eat lunch. feeling great about life. going to mail some cd's to pat & el. going to get the final release of fujita scale. going to start something with ex-doughboys bass player. feeling good.
Current Music: JESUS LIZ-SHOT
February 17th, 2007
|08:37 pm - winter blues make me want to play|
so, adjusting to "married life" is still a bit trickersome, still getting isolation feelings (where i want to be left alone for 24 hours), but overall, coming out nicely. i relish the time i have alone. to stop, count my breath, and think about working out and lifting heavy weights and getting muscles a la henry rollins. but mostly, to hear the non-sound of plans being made for me and whiny three-year-old babies, natch. just drank five of six incredibly vile quebec beers- 'trois pistoles', meaning 'satan/horse built us a church', or something like that. each one is nine per cent and TOTALLY FRUITY-TASTING. not as in 'fags are fruity', but in a jamaican-cornucopia-tasting way.
Current Music: singles breaking up - don c
January 27th, 2007
|11:44 am - CASTLE|
today is a great day. tobin is out, tracy is at school, and it's just me and tankhouse ale and hash. i'm not even dressed and i'm eating a salad. last night was the first drinking i've done in two weeks. it felt incredibly realizing to not be on the sauce that i'm going to keep with it. call it rehab if you will. time off from the last four years is definitely rewarding, even considering the amount of happiness i have right now. tracy is truly treating me well, and i try to do so for her. today i will draw a picture of henry rollins talking to iggy pop with david lee roth listening in.
Current Music: HOUSE OF LOW CULTURE
December 4th, 2006
|10:49 pm - GOD BLESS MY SIBERIAN GENES|
exactly one year ago, the job was welding car seats in a german-owned-german-run car seat factory. smoking heavy bowls and wearing boots that made me impervious to the shitty canadian slush. i lost them to the john street 'event horizon' so i've given up the hope of retrieving them. today was the first heavy snow of the season in toronto. i watched 'factotum' in a theater and, leaving the place, found a heavy layer of wet slush on the ground. fuck, do i miss those boots. steel toes for kicking violent drunks. but don't think of that, think of the impending christ mass, the last of the Good Years On Earth, as global warming will kill us all. but, until that happens, keep drinking the beer, make that last song you wanted to finish, and play with your guts on your shirt. and leave that ex-somethingfriend of yours alone, as they don't care about your life anymore. stay metal.
Current Music: MARE
August 4th, 2006
|02:41 pm - BLACK CHRISTMAS GUMBO|
penne (or other dick-shaped pasta)
green beans (cut into inches)
shitty beets pulled from community garden
souvlaki pork (refried to kill germs)
freezer-burnt chicken breast
about two shots of hot sauce (your choice)
nestle quik (stale)
one teeny tiny red onion (also community garden steal)
boil the hell out of that shit, keep adding hot sauce, and pray your date don't notice the chocolate in it. and add some scotch whisky if you're feeling adventurous.
marked esl papers while eating sushi (inside) during the wicked storm, enforced some sleeping laws (for the kid), and gave up on smoking. how's you doing?
Current Music: one thousand hurts
July 31st, 2006
|10:22 am - MOTHERFUCKERS BE TRIPPING|
I LIVE IN TORONTO NOW. TRACY'S BROTHER BEAT ME UP FOR 'FUCKING WITH HIM' (HE'S IN THAT BAND BIONIC- EVER HEAR OF IT?), AND I HAVE THE NEXT TWO MONTHS OF RENT PAID OFF. THE SUMMER IS MELLOWING ME OUT, BUT I CAN FEEL THAT GOOD OL' IRREPRESSIBLE ANGER STOCKING UP. PLENTY OF AMMO HERE, HIPPIES AND ALL, LOTS OF SHORT-TEMPERED TTC BOOTH GUYS, AND BEING UNSOBER E V E R Y D A Y. I CAN PLAY DRUMS WHENEVER I WANT. I WILL TEACH TOBIN TO PLAY ONE DAY. HANGING OUT WITH KIDS WHEN YOU DON'T FEEL LIKE IT IS BAD ENOUGH, BUT WHEN THE PARENTS-ON-THE-BLOCK MENTALITY IS 'YOU HAVE TO LIKE KIDS- YOU'RE GREAT WITH THEM!', WELL, JUST KILL ME NOW.
Current Music: GOING TO SEE MASTODON/CONVERGE/BRONX
May 3rd, 2006
|05:18 pm - "SORRY I WRECKED YOUR PARTY" or "I'M JUST GLAD YOU'RE ALIVE"|
last weekend i woke up in a kitchener jail cell. dave has been documenting lots of abuse for the upcoming documentary, as of yet untitled. and i am moving to toronto at the end of june, so i want all of my london friends to join me on a wonderful two-night journey into the heart of friendship! date/time tba...
Current Music: oxbow