tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33167782011-07-14T17:33:21.794-04:00the high liferandom shitmy moustachenoreply@blogger.comBlogger5711100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1080612128291445312004-03-29T21:02:00.000-05:002004-03-29T21:04:44.123-05:00Could my heart feel any worse? Yeah, Beijing was the best and the worst trip to...Beijing...I've ever had? Seriously, it was some drama. Maybe some more on that once I put it all into perspective.Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1078890316911279532004-03-09T22:33:00.000-05:002004-03-09T22:48:33.170-05:00Made up my mind to make a new start
Goin to Beijing with an achin in my heartCharleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1076975372261060792004-02-16T18:47:00.000-05:002004-02-16T18:51:26.373-05:00"Are you ok?"
"Hmm...I'm a bit lonely these days."Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1074182183903697052004-01-15T10:56:00.000-05:002004-01-15T10:57:44.436-05:00Leaving today for the great hereafter...once again it feels like it's too soon, maybe that's because I've tried to manage my time more these days, and I'm still not judicious enough to be effective. Did make a good round, saw lots of people I could have spent more time with. And none of them made me feel that bad. Here and there a few incidents I wished I'd said something about, but things areCharleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1074023749896895902004-01-13T14:55:00.000-05:002004-01-13T14:57:08.623-05:00My friend Moose used to say, "The true test of a man is what he would do if he knew he wouldn't be caught." I kind of agree with that, but I'd add "The true test of a man is what he can do knowing that he might be caught." Oh yeah, and I read this at Curious Goods today, "In order to keep the public's eye, one must do a lot of little things."Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1073514048730715662004-01-07T17:20:00.000-05:002004-01-07T17:22:02.076-05:00Chuck...whats up?? I here you will be back when when I get back...I'll be home march 2 at the RDU airport, halla at moms to find out more. HOME SOON!!!Elderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07029081066496254628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1073393224493911492004-01-06T07:47:00.000-05:002004-01-06T07:48:30.390-05:00HAS THE FELLOWSHIP BEEN BROKEN?!? WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO THE HIGH LIFE!!!Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1073310253866702752004-01-05T08:44:00.000-05:002004-01-05T08:45:24.513-05:00Back in the saddle again...out where a friend is a friendCharleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1071415508011809632003-12-14T10:25:00.000-05:002003-12-16T08:05:37.810-05:00Breaking News!Saddam Looks Like Shit
"Saddam Hussein is one of the world's great monsters. Nothing would be more welcome than to have him put on trial, a trial which could offer Iraqis and the world an honest accounting of his many crimes. However, as so often happens, when a trial is organized by those who are themselves guilty of serious crimes, truth is not the goal. Instead the historical Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1071410512705104092003-12-14T09:01:00.000-05:002003-12-14T09:02:42.233-05:00The next person to ask me what I think the meaning of life is, I think I'll say us.Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1071407243330365182003-12-14T08:07:00.000-05:002003-12-14T09:19:56.483-05:00Voices of reason against America
"When you take a father in front of his family and put a bag over his head and put him on the ground you have had a significant adverse effect on his dignity and respect in the eyes of his family."
-- Pro-American Iraqi official offering advice on US occupation techniques. here
"We'll be glad to talk to people from your country about our human-rights Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1071403902190177042003-12-14T07:11:00.000-05:002003-12-14T07:13:24.576-05:00Been getting some bad poops lately. This morning was incredible. I felt like I shit my stomach, then I had to lie down for a while holding my belly before I could make breakfast. But it's all good, my baby comes tomorrow. James, if you ever read this anymore, I think we're still friends, only sometimes I don't like you and sometimes you don't like me. But I guess we're still friends, Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1070640000231190802003-12-05T11:00:00.000-05:002003-12-05T11:00:40.983-05:00I like my beats hard like two day old shit
Steady eatin booty MC's like cheese gritsCharleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1070612273329624932003-12-05T03:17:00.000-05:002003-12-14T07:07:21.700-05:00Wow...
MORE PHOTOGRAPHIC DISHONESTY FROM PRESIDENT BUSH
'In the most famous picture from his trip to Baghdad, President Bush had
himself artfully photographed to look like he was serving turkey to the
troops. The image was emblazoned on front pages throughout the country -
and now appears to be an entirely false depiction.
According to the Washington Post, Bush was actually holding "a Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1070558340878598722003-12-04T12:19:00.000-05:002003-12-04T12:23:50.263-05:00Found this in the Urban Dictionary...taint
The area between the nutsack and asshole that prevent a man from shitting on his nuts.
If it wasn't for the taint, my nuts would reek of poo!Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1070372461899809512003-12-02T08:41:00.000-05:002003-12-02T08:41:39.060-05:00God bless James for reminding me that without conflict, my life wouldn't be any fun. Although I'm trying to think more peacefully these days...what can I do to make everyone content? Leave them to their own devices, watch them like hawks, I don't know...make myself happy, that's what people who love you will tell you. But what does it all hinge on? Who knows...Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1069929861167804982003-11-27T05:44:00.000-05:002003-11-27T06:32:31.733-05:00And who says democracy is dead?
Oh, I guess I do. Shit.Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1069785139428747432003-11-25T13:32:00.000-05:002003-11-25T13:32:49.950-05:00And this is a cool quote:
Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heros.
Life has no other discipline to impose, if we would but realize it, than to accept life unquestioningly. Everything we shut our eyes to, everything we run away from, everything we deny, denigrate or despise, serves to defeat us in the end. What seems nasty, painful, evil, can become a source of beauty, joy and strength,Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1069780641538492592003-11-25T12:17:00.000-05:002003-11-28T09:35:47.216-05:00Hey, I just wrote this possible Onion article:
JESUS COMES OUT
Attributes delay of Second Coming to Being in Closet
from the pulpit of heaven In a declaration from Heaven earlier today, Jesus Christ Our Lord and Savior shocked millions of his followers today by openly declaring himself to be a homosexual. "Those who know me, know that my Name is Lord, and that I am gay." He has reportedly Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1069767388599685592003-11-25T08:36:00.000-05:002003-11-25T08:36:58.873-05:00goin up the country, baby don't you wanna go...we might even leave the USACharleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1069247827619862382003-11-19T08:17:00.000-05:002003-11-19T08:17:32.250-05:00So I leave for London today, to see if life is as it presents itself, or something better, or something worse. These days I rely on superficial pleasures, useless conversations, and the expectancy that one day things will make more sense and I'll make something of myself...until then I am who I am, and I'm trying not to make regrets for myself, they slow down the learning process. SOMEONE TELL Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1068639697891661872003-11-12T07:21:00.000-05:002003-11-12T07:21:35.240-05:00Great googaly moogaly...Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1067968438258772802003-11-04T12:53:00.000-05:002003-11-04T12:53:56.210-05:00Sorry shawn,
I was wrong to not write you. What's your address again. Be prepared for kilos of pot...
Love charlesCharleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1067905143441490992003-11-03T19:19:00.000-05:002003-11-03T19:19:01.970-05:00Chuck! how are you? How is Weederdamn treating you? WRITE ME! Elderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07029081066496254628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1067692652341944652003-11-01T08:17:00.000-05:002003-11-01T08:17:31.206-05:00Hello once again, from merry London. London isn't exactly so merry, it being the hung-over laden morning after a night of halloweening, which mostly entailed getting shitty and walking around looking for stuff to trick. To the credit of my comrads and myself, the parks and houses we walked past all looked too pretty to TP, leaving us with little to do other than wax the night with useless Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1066085148825919192003-10-13T18:24:00.000-04:002003-10-13T18:45:48.513-04:00Hello all. Parents are in town for a weekend. I currently have next to no class, so it's a good time for general reflection. Before my parents came I decided that I would try and live with them for a while, so now that they're hear I'm trying to take full advantage of it. Rather than blowing them off as much as possible, like I usually tend to do, I'm thinking I'll just let them having their Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1065015123730402102003-10-01T09:32:00.000-04:002003-10-01T09:32:03.576-04:00What up dizzles...In between class right now. Things are...good. I've had a nice non-morning (which is when I stay up til five doing everything I can't do because bitches won't leave me and my roommates alone long enough for us to be effective students/informed citizens/humans etc) and now I'm finishing up my last class for the week, which is chill cause I also managed to drop my really hard Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1064849093680077082003-09-29T11:24:00.000-04:002003-09-29T11:24:53.470-04:00To whom it may concern. I am officially taking over this blogspot. From now on I assume all administrative tasks, and all blogs must be sent through me. Why am I doing this? BECAUSE I'M THE ONLY ONE ON THIS BLOG. So I might as well assume autonomy, yes? Cualquier, mis amigos, porque ahorita estoy un poco loco. Four hours of sueno will do that to you. I truly think four hours is perfect, Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1064680085414084462003-09-27T12:28:00.000-04:002003-09-27T12:28:05.280-04:00Sorry about that all. Maybe if I go and drag some winos off the street and have them write something, this page will get more interesting and I'll hear some responses. In the mean time, my friends will have to log on as me and communicate some useless tiddle, in my place.
talking to maria about being homesick and sohair about whether the world is bathed in light or darkness. I sometimes Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1064678349056549752003-09-27T11:59:00.000-04:002003-09-27T11:59:09.210-04:00First off, this is Aoife, not Charles. The stories and perspectives represented in this blog are in no way, shape or form connected to the psyche or mentality of the original prescribed user of this blog log on, Charles Nichols. Should any one become physically or emotionally unsettled by the information and perspectives exhibited in this blog, the entire burden of unsettlement lies upon Aoife.Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1063732920854913142003-09-16T13:22:00.000-04:002003-09-16T13:22:00.693-04:00In other news...still kind of thinking about Jade, she's by far the coolest girl out here. I guess I shouldn't do that but I don't really have anything else to do...classes are kicking my ass, as is my sense of worth. I can't decide whether I should immediately try to become the person I want or just let myself sink into the person I feel comfortable with. It's like I was saying to Maria, it'sCharleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1063295049620212942003-09-11T11:44:00.000-04:002003-09-11T11:44:09.550-04:00So Jade has a boyfriend, ah well. Yesterday a big birthday crew of people went over to Abraxas and downed a lot of weed and hash internally. I had the coffee, as it was the only space item vegan enough for me to consume. And I found out that first tid-bit, put me in a bum mood for the rest of the night, although I did find a chair for the roof later on. But in a way it's good, being alone Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-106319506729504432003-09-10T07:57:00.000-04:002003-09-10T07:57:47.160-04:00Man, I am such a sad bastard chord cranker outer. All I do is sit on my ass and lick my wounds. But I just paint wounds on myself so I can lick them off, anyway...
For once I'm going to say that things are GOOD. Class is weatherable, I at least am able to sound smart if I'm not sure what exactly the hell is going on, but I have earnestly made a few friends that I think are good people. Nor Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1063033137147357822003-09-08T10:58:00.000-04:002003-09-08T10:58:57.186-04:00In Amsterdam the toilets are so that you can stare at your crap for hours if you want. Just thought you'd like to know that.Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1062499712910404442003-09-02T06:48:00.000-04:002003-09-02T06:48:32.913-04:00Hmm...things keep happening. Much slower now though, I guess this is what happens when you truly have all day to yourself. This morning I woke up late at eleven and made myself some popeyes, which is eggs in toast. I offered my roommate some but he said no. Last night I made pasta that was way too oily, and had it with some toast and red wine. No one would join me for that either. Maybe my Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1062154247778451572003-08-29T06:50:00.000-04:002003-08-29T06:50:47.626-04:00What else should I be,
All apologies
What else should I say?
Everyone is gay
Whatelse should I write?
I don't have the right
what else should I be?
All apologies...
Where was I? Talking about alice I guess, after the night I wrote that last blog I went over there to spend the night, I was way to high to play any of her sex games (especially with her friend's italian boyfriend watching) so I Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1062014627001685252003-08-27T16:03:00.000-04:002003-08-27T16:03:46.953-04:00So it didn't exactly pan out with the bum dude, he took off with all the money I had and I never saw him again. I have to admit, it was a pretty smooth move. Kind of didn't help that I was high. Ah well, things have a way of working out. For the past three days I've been hanging out with this Polish girl, Alice or something Polish to that effect. Such a strange tangle of events. And so I Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1061639749623858742003-08-23T07:55:00.000-04:002003-08-23T07:55:49.486-04:00Man, shit has been strange here in Amsterdam. Basically i have been spending large amounts of money on everything. And smoking hash.
I met this dude today, after waking up early and reading a book, who convinced me to go have a cup of coffee with him at a train station. We talked about things for a bit and then he proceeded to tell me about his situation. He is a sculptor who got rich then Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1061363622557506062003-08-20T03:13:00.000-04:002003-08-20T04:31:22.046-04:00All these skeletons piling up in peoples closets
and all these bridges being burned , really makes me tired of being human.
One - Two - Three - Go
I've got an ego
It won't let me go
What am I gonna do?
A - B - C - D
Paranoia's killing me
I'm dying on my aching feet
What a way to go
Roll up - Roll up
People always stroll up
Say "Why don't you grow up?"
No thank you!
Big cats, Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1060711566404224002003-08-12T14:06:00.000-04:002003-08-12T14:06:06.450-04:00Man, I read a book last night that made me feel good. Not just about myself, about the cops, and even this country. Books that give you hope. What the fuck. How come no one had told me about this stuff before. Anyway...it was Ralph Nader's biography, dude did a LOT of shit in this country, and most of what he does these days is labor under pretentious piles of crap lobbed at him from the Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1060252241795054202003-08-07T06:30:00.000-04:002003-08-07T06:31:45.276-04:00Night is passing into morning, and tomorrow is a long day. I will begin festivities early this week, ending with a culmination at Bill's birthday party. Lots of friends, lots of connections. I wish I could bring them all together.
My life is starting to come together, lots of loose ends are getting tied. Maybe one day I'll have the strength to live my life's dreams, maybe I'll be squished Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1060116334753990742003-08-05T16:45:00.000-04:002003-08-05T16:45:34.840-04:00Man, I should really get up sooner. Today is such a nice day! And I mean it, lots of sunshine with the constant hint of a breeze, so that you know everything's moving as it should...what would it take for me to get up at around nine everyday, not in a normal way, but in a way that I feel like this is the right time to get up. It can be very convienent to discredit yourself, but not unfruitful.Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1058988460769273572003-07-23T15:27:00.000-04:002003-07-23T15:37:36.910-04:00I should have been gardening today. Actually I should have been gardening yesterday, so that I could make enough money from my parents to feel like I'm self-sufficent. But I know that it's ridiculous. Long before I feel self-sufficent I will have to move away, make many plans that will probably bore me to death, and all in all feel like I'm a warm happy part of the machine, the cycle, society,Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1058656066511951382003-07-19T19:07:00.000-04:002003-07-19T23:57:41.723-04:00protip: Dr mario is not a real doctor dont let him see you naked.Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1057830017564161452003-07-10T05:40:00.000-04:002003-07-10T05:40:17.620-04:00Well I normally like to keep my blogs down to one a day, or week or whatever, but tonight I've been especially thoughtful. Been racking up my parents phone bill making long distance calls to people while I smoke cigs on my side porch, maybe that has something to do with a particular unnerving incident I had with the police around 130 earlier tonight.
I was out for a jog, I hadn't been out for Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1057810997588457532003-07-10T00:23:00.000-04:002003-07-10T00:23:17.660-04:00If I'm a hippy, then I'm losing my motivation. The concept behind it is, either join us or become marginalized. I don't want to do that, I think if I can retain my credibility on some fringe of the way people acceptingly think of other things, I'm better off than someone instantly discredited for what the believe and do. I'm a white upper-middle class liberally educated kid, who acknowledges Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1057068335515315302003-07-01T10:05:00.000-04:002003-07-01T10:05:35.526-04:00my moustachenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1056655172313639762003-06-26T15:19:00.000-04:002003-06-26T15:19:32.346-04:00Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1056421153499826222003-06-23T22:19:00.000-04:002003-06-23T22:19:13.530-04:00So anyway lookin back on life you begin to see more and more that things just dont turn out as expected , for better or for worse some of us are just thrown about in this thing we called life drifting from point A too point B . Perhaps theres a point too it perhaps not chances are none of us will come to a conclusion that satisfactory enough to say INDEED I have the TRUTH come too me . This is Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1056056162704989322003-06-19T16:56:00.000-04:002003-06-19T16:57:18.933-04:00Earlier today I can say that I felt enlightened, at peace. I felt like I had hit a crucial concept in my life, and that was the understanding that comes when one sees how opposites are in fact the same. I was sitting on top of my garage, and it struck me that one could be at peace if one saw an enemy as a friend and a friend as an enemy at the same time. And one saw how identifications became Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-1055572752652527352003-06-14T02:39:00.000-04:002003-06-14T02:39:12.683-04:00man oh man oh man oh man...So little to say, but so much I want to take back into my arms...Time that is lost, I want it back. Things I don't own that I'll never see again, but still I resent not being able to, they were a part of me and my life at one time, so why can't I know what they were? Too much information, what is the most important thing? We should make a difference in the world, Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-955040432003-06-10T09:19:00.000-04:002003-06-10T09:19:40.506-04:00How am I today, they want to know. Surprisingly well, considering it was karaoke night last night. Which went well, again. Finally got Laura to come out, I can't decide whether I'm attracted to Laura or not...consider this: we grew up together, were left to ourselves, and over time have developed a pretty similar outlook. The best option for us would be to grow up together as young kids Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-954615772003-06-09T08:45:00.000-04:002003-06-09T08:45:47.706-04:00I think it's a folly of every generation to assume that the good alternatives that they see in the bad examples of their elders are part and parcel with the bad examples laying in wait for their children. Having too much foresight without prudence leads one to speculate the entire course of their life but fail to make such a seperation. Look at the flower children, look at our own generation. Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-954192082003-06-07T20:37:00.000-04:002003-06-07T20:37:29.350-04:00You know, internet pornography really gets some bad press...but it's always there when you need it.Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-953394622003-06-05T15:26:00.000-04:002003-06-05T15:26:12.066-04:00I was never lead to believe that this adult bullshit would be fun. It always looked like hard work. And you have to buy your own toilet paper. But here in the apartment, we bypassed that by stealing like 50 rolls of that stuff from Tisch, when the janitor wasn't looking. I have always been scared of becoming an adult. And it's really snuck up on me. But, where is that line? How do I know Elishebahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01494677550358957899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-953372592003-06-05T14:26:00.000-04:002003-06-05T14:26:58.913-04:00Fuck being an adult ...its not as fun as we were lead to believeBillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-953350642003-06-05T13:29:00.000-04:002003-06-05T13:33:16.000-04:00Seems like I'm increasingly having to choose between my adolesence and my adulthood. Lately I've been contending with my mother about the right to not forsake the one for the other, or, given such a hard-put choice, choosing the former over the latter. An example today: sleeping through a meeting at work and having to answer for it because I stayed up late with my friends the night before...Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-945883182003-05-19T12:59:00.000-04:002003-05-19T12:59:26.893-04:00oh yeah Im gonna be workin at flaming amys and delivering pizza soon no more middle of the night bullshit at perkins life is semi good.Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-945882872003-05-19T12:58:00.000-04:002003-05-30T14:19:46.000-04:00I dont have online in the hizzle yet... tis sad...
Saturday night was a night of drunken excess only matched by the romans. I Left the tyranny of pants and tried to beat the shit out of luke...good times good times.Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-945406372003-05-18T12:45:00.000-04:002003-05-18T12:45:25.493-04:00to mr. bill (and mr. brady, if the message gets to him) . . . i enjoyed the voicemail yesterday. but brady's cell said that wasn't the number, so i guessed he changed it. and i don't see you, mr. bill, online anymore. so just wanted to say "hi!"
where the hell is everyone?Elishebahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01494677550358957899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-941877992003-05-12T02:01:00.000-04:002003-05-12T02:01:12.006-04:00Not writing paper . . . HA!
In fact, I'm having a great night. Kind of a geeky night. I have been downloading and listening to songs from the 90s. Not necessarily the greatest songs of the 90s. I'm really downloading just about anything, going off of the Billboard Charts from the times, and random lists from random people, a mish mash of songs. Try it, it feels good to listen to a song thatElishebahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01494677550358957899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-941833312003-05-12T00:10:00.000-04:002003-05-12T00:10:30.153-04:00Writing paper...grrrCharleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-940209362003-05-08T20:06:00.000-04:002003-05-08T20:06:53.406-04:00The end of the school year is here, and I think I'd like to put this here so I can remember a few things: don't have too many friends, but make sure you've got more than one group in case you start to get pissed at one of them; talk to your teachers before you take their class, in case they turn out to be assholes; take lots of pictures; don't talk to every pretty girl you see, just pick the one Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-934192472003-04-28T16:20:00.000-04:002003-04-28T16:20:09.710-04:00Fear allows us to rationalize ignorance and people are comfortable being ignorant.Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-933824412003-04-28T01:39:00.000-04:002003-04-28T01:40:24.000-04:00Pretty recently our friend Nick put forth a proposition that an immediate goal in life is to find out what you fear, as if it would provide some useful truth. I would reply that one should not place too much emphasis on becoming comfortable with fear; it shouldn't be something you work around, but rather through. "Fear is the mind-killer" is the Bene Gesserit notion put forth by Frank Herbert Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-932091682003-04-24T20:19:00.000-04:002003-04-24T20:19:42.200-04:00I am now a member of the Star Wars Galaxies beta team my dream of being a Wookie shall come to fruitition...in video game form
It seems both my jobs have descided enjoying your weekend is for losers and will only schedule me during Friday and saturday...so go in the morning and clean tables at girgios and at night I clean tables at perkins amidst the drunkards...my new neighbor is an obnoxious Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-931963852003-04-24T16:04:00.000-04:002003-04-24T16:04:36.370-04:00crazy times...just had a dream that I was kidnapped by the guys from Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, the ones who first steal the shotguns, and I ended up in their nice apartment playing with their cats, and my roommate was there too, and I woke up around the time that I thought it was weird that we were both in London at the same time. I get the feeling like the kidnappers were going to Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-931221242003-04-23T13:04:00.000-04:002003-04-23T13:04:14.490-04:00JESUS...this fucking class. Two questions, TWO, and the professor talks for two hours. I have to go back in there now, and I think I might just nap the day off, just to rid my brain of the insufferableness.Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-929014272003-04-19T16:13:00.000-04:002003-04-19T16:13:28.543-04:00Just finished a class yesterday, and i've been spending the last four days off for pretty much getting drunk and ripped and waiting to do things. I feel like I've been pretty responsible lately, so this lag time is making me wonder what I'm alive for. And I need money. Now is exactly the time that I should call my parents, talk with them and casually ask them if they could refill my account, Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-927315562003-04-16T15:18:00.000-04:002003-04-16T15:18:56.373-04:00living with a vegan gives you a monopoly on all the cheese ...BWAHAHAHABillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-917594322003-04-01T00:45:00.000-05:002003-04-01T00:45:59.060-05:00"I'm so angry, I don't think it'll ever pass..."Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-911892772003-03-22T14:03:00.000-05:002003-03-22T14:03:47.810-05:00must find kicken rad apartment today Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-909638382003-03-18T21:41:00.000-05:002003-03-18T21:41:13.733-05:00ugg been sick for almost two weeks finnally gettin better though praise jeebus ... looks like bombs will be droppin soon ...cest le vie Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-907671342003-03-15T12:03:00.000-05:002003-03-15T12:03:30.140-05:00Took James to the airport this morning, I wonder if he could tell I was falling asleep the whole time. Now I'm going to sneak down to my car for a toothbrush and some toothpaste, get dapper and drive to california, probably only take all day. Sadly there won't be an excursion into Mexico this spring break, but I think my time with Nick and Cassie'll make up for that. Now I've got to make time.Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-901064012003-03-04T06:13:00.000-05:002003-03-04T06:13:08.326-05:00I can't believe I come back to this site two weeks later and no one has written shit...oh well, i guess I can just vent and be sure no one will here it. First off: fucking women. I can't believe how long it takes for a relationship to go from feeling like the best thing that's ever happened to you to the worst mistake you've made. And while we're on the subject of being screwed, let me Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-893807822003-02-19T13:38:00.000-05:002003-02-19T13:38:22.196-05:00Do you think it's worth it to become hopelessly strung out on life's sin so that the rejection of it feels all the more virtuous? But then again I guess there's something primal about sin...Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-883944742003-02-01T17:35:00.000-05:002003-02-01T17:35:34.000-05:00where yah been charles get your self on aim sometime negroBillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-882980522003-01-30T19:51:00.000-05:002003-01-30T19:51:14.090-05:00Life is sad, life is a bust, all you can do is do what you must...
You do what you must do, and you do it well.
Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-880680322003-01-26T19:20:00.000-05:002003-01-26T19:20:52.163-05:00Florax is the interdimensional android of supreme power ...duhBillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-880334792003-01-25T23:47:00.000-05:002003-01-25T23:47:09.063-05:00what is Florax??Elderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07029081066496254628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-879679622003-01-24T13:28:00.000-05:002003-01-24T13:28:08.973-05:00my moustachenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-877074402003-01-19T22:16:00.000-05:002003-01-19T22:16:56.923-05:00WOE TO YE WHO KNOW SO LITTLE OF FLORAX!, who with his SUPER ANDROID POWERS is capable of CONSUMING US ALL AND RULING ALL THE UNIVERSE! BUT WOE TO FLORAX! SHOULD HE UNDERESTIMATE THE ALMIGHTY POWER OF CARNAGIE!!! THE ICER FROM THOSE UNKNOWABLE REALMS OF THE GALAXY WHERE ONLY EVIL CAN DWELL. FOR WHAT FLORAX SHALL COME TO FEAR IS THE RECKONING!!!
p.s. florax sucks donkey dickCharleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-876008832003-01-17T13:25:00.000-05:002003-01-17T13:25:07.056-05:00Had a great time yesterday. We bought an assload of food and then snuck around the AMC movie theatre on 42nd from 5 until 1 in the morning. It was great! We watched "Adaptation," "Spirited Away," and "Gangs of New York." Fun was had by all.
What's FLORAX?Elishebahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01494677550358957899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-876008352003-01-17T13:24:00.000-05:002003-01-17T13:24:54.000-05:00Oh you think your mr speciel . WELL I WIL LDESTROY YOU CARNEGIE WITH MY SUPER KAMHEA MEHA DEAtH BOMB OF JUSTICE LEVEL 92471420402241914Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-875964272003-01-17T11:45:00.000-05:002003-01-17T11:45:13.143-05:00Didn't you already post that Bill?
P.S. DEATH TO FLORAXCharleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-874603602003-01-15T00:35:00.000-05:002003-01-15T00:35:38.693-05:00You think your stuck where you are but in your dreams you can buy expensive cars or live on mars and have it your way
and you hate the boss at your job but in your dreams you can blow his head off in your dreams show no mercy
and all your bad days will end
you have too sleep late when you can
and all your bad days will end Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-872277872003-01-10T13:16:00.000-05:002003-01-10T13:16:49.943-05:00Which Recurring Kevin Smith Character Are You? Take the test here Elishebahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01494677550358957899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-872270702003-01-10T12:58:00.000-05:002003-01-10T13:04:06.000-05:00
This is basically what I see from my window. It's ugly, but I like it. I will joke that I live in one of the most ghetto parts of the New York area, but Beautiful Bushwick has her charms. I was walking around with Michael and crew last night through the East Village, and we were talking about how great it would be to live there. But, the very ghetto-ness of this neighborhood that I joke Elishebahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01494677550358957899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-871933232003-01-09T20:18:00.000-05:002003-01-09T20:18:43.480-05:00me too it would rock Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-871563602003-01-09T03:15:00.000-05:002003-01-09T03:15:44.356-05:00I would also like to have a great love affair, and be able to do a hundred pull-ups.Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-870989052003-01-08T00:46:00.000-05:002003-01-09T03:16:39.000-05:00So I was hangin out with this trans-sexual looking dude tonight at third place, jeff, and I think I might have some direction in my life. Here's the plan:
1. Start some sort of franchise, most likely a veggie resturant with organic local shite.
2. Use mass-production methods to generate conciousness in consumers.
3. Make a shit load of money.
4. Go on to start philantroscopic enterprises Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-870965322003-01-07T23:42:00.000-05:002003-01-07T23:42:42.140-05:00fuckin god damn spidersBillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-869590282003-01-05T07:09:00.000-05:002003-01-05T07:09:23.260-05:00I am a patient boy I wait I wait I wait My time is like water down a drain
Everybody's moving, Everything is moving
Please don't leave me to remain In the waiting room
I don't want the news I'm not a part of it
I don't want the news I have no use for it
Sitting outside of town Everybody's always down
Because... they can't get up
But I don't sit idly by
I'm planning a big surprise
I'm Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-867813092003-01-01T04:27:00.000-05:002003-01-01T04:27:41.096-05:00
Fuck IT!!!!
Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-864720672002-12-24T03:13:00.000-05:002002-12-24T03:13:48.406-05:00Today was quite a busy day amongst other things I worked and searched for preasents for those whome I wanted too get presents for , james and ELisheba mostly .I got my mom somethin and for some reason I got Rick somethin...and marcelle spendin this past week with hers been interesting.... Im also very drunk so dont expect your preseants too be rapped neatly I was drunk as hell when I wrapped em Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-859328882002-12-13T01:13:00.000-05:002002-12-13T01:13:39.956-05:00Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-859326212002-12-13T01:05:00.000-05:002002-12-13T01:05:45.716-05:00I come from a land down unda...Charleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649973719461348831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-859325372002-12-13T01:03:00.000-05:002002-12-13T01:03:15.010-05:00Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04157366506575070663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-858176762002-12-10T22:21:00.000-05:002002-12-10T22:23:46.000-05:00my moustachenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3316778.post-857928232002-12-10T13:11:00.000-05:002002-12-10T13:11:47.000-05:00my moustachenoreply@blogger.com