Dr. Rockso, Murderface


a not emo lj. who'd a funk?

hey lj
Dr. Rockso, Murderface
been a while. i decided i'm going to start posting here again, i need to write more and I have more privacy here then on fucking myspace.

i wanted to post something more then that, but i have 2 minutes to make it to class.

and wow, that sums up life right now anyways.

merry christmas
Dr. Rockso, Murderface
‘Twas the day of Christmas, when all through place,
all the creatures were stirring, Jay with a goofy grin on his face.
The stockings were hung by the chimney without pay,
Let’s face it this stocking thing doesn’t make sense anyway.

The people were nestled all snug in their beds,
or sofas or superchairs next to their heads.
And Kris in his room and I on Myspace,
had just settle our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out in the hallways there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my computer to see what was the matter.
Away to the door I flew like The Flash,
tore open the bolt, threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of that hottie named Snow,
gave the lust of midday to objects below,
when, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but Will trying to break in to my place rather queer.

With a little screwdriver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment my bomb had reached it’s last tick.
Who else if with you, Who else with came,
and he whined and shouted and called them by name:

Now Jack! Now Jim!
Now, Shawn and Joe!
On, Ashley! Oh, Andy!
On, Mark and Ben!
To the top of his complex!
To the top of his wall!
Now barrel roll! barrel roll!
barrel roll all!

As dry leaves before the wild people crush,
when they meet with obstacle, mount and they rush
so up to A-10 the coursers they flew,
with many more friends together too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard at the door
the prancing and prying at the opposite floor.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
Will bust open the ceiling with his head so round.

We was dressed in camo, from his head to his foot,
and his clothes were all tarnished with oil and soot.
A gaggle of friends he had round his back,
and he looked like santa just opening his pack.

He used to be chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
and I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

Round him were so many friends, to many to count,
and they all looked like they were ready to shout.
So I unplugged my ears, so I could hear right,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

Merry Christmas everyone, from me and mine to you and yours. Stay safe and I’ll see you on the 30th.

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Dr. Rockso, Murderface
happy thanksgiving.

i refuse to call it turkey day, but i also refuse to lose, so take it how you will.

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Dr. Rockso, Murderface
well, here i was getting my undergarnments in a bunch, and all over nothing.

i was looking for some sort of sign, and i make have found one.

i guess i find out tomorrow.

and since i found that out, i became kinda tired. like i want to go to bed now so i can get up in time to find out.

reverse kid-on-christmas theory? or some similar shit.

the lesson here is kiddies, i'm to quick to give up.

on to the font room to watch the strangers with candy movie.

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Dr. Rockso, Murderface
yeah, so i'm totally falling for this girl.

like, hard.

as jay, kris, cy, jim and jamie can testify, "i'm captain basch!" but also, those who have been around the past couple days might have been able to tell.

it's bad. like really bad. like, 10x worse then the worst time.

and i'm not posting to force it down your throat.

i'm posting this because i want everyone to know. fuck it, tell the world.

but i trust my bros to let me know if this gets out of hand, just like i would tell any of you the same.

yeah, just needed to say something like that before i could go to bed, and jay is sleeping and kris is working on something, so LJ gets to hear it.

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Dr. Rockso, Murderface
just got home from last night.

it's official. i had the best weekend ever.

and the best night at city ever, for multiple people. no names mentioned. what happens at city stays at city. it's kinda like at a-10, only if you start dating you can talk about what happened at city.

i live in a place of filth, debauchery, sexual experimentation, and hellish hangovers.
i'm finally home.

now i'm gonna take a nap. l8rs.

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Dr. Rockso, Murderface
good weekend.

party was great. the only thing better was hangover sunday. i'll be going to a bar or osmething tonight, then city tomorrow night.

so my weekend ends on wensday, and you're a woman! so what!

anywhos, right now i need a ride to youmacon. and so does avrom. so if you're going home this weekend and don't mind taking us, lemme know.

and on top of that, i apparently broke some kind of cosmic cycle or something, and now karma is going to bite me in the ass. however, i think all i did was get a membership card in me and corrito's new club. well, it's his club, but i'm thinking about running for treasury or something.

so yeah, that's that.

oh, and happy halloween bitches.

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Dr. Rockso, Murderface
so i'm talking to mark and going through all my old LJ posts. like, starting in 2003, and i'm at 2005 now. it's the stuff that made you who you are that you forget about sometimes. like the big fight i had with all the leadership kids at school, the big fight i had with jay, the big fight the guys had with marlene.

and it's at a moment like this i realize that i'm the biggest fucking asshole in the world.

so, if you read this for whatever reason, and you feel the need to tell me so, go for it. i deserve it.

anyway, this is very interesting for me coming off of a conversation i recently had with jay about my depression. It occured to me that about 95% of the emotions i've felt over the past 8 years or so wasn't real. it wasn't that i was going out of my way to fake it, it's that I faked emotions without thought so I could have them, even if they were just some resemblence of them.

sorry jamie, for forgetting about you.
sorry katy, for never being there for you when you tried so hard to be there for me.
sorry jay, for all the arguments
sorry horsemen, for not trusting myself with you when wrestling
sorry diz, for being a complete asshole to you
sorry marlene, for never really understanding you before i passed judgement on you
sorry avrom, for forcing you to spend so much money
sorry nikki t, for never being able to admit that i very nearly loved you
sorry kris, for agreeing to room with you even though the chance i was going to make it back to central was very slim
sorry jack, for not being able to be there for you right now
sorry will, for trying to help you to let me take the easy way out
sorry sara, for confusing sex with love
sorry ben k, for getting on your case more then i should have
sorry mels, for not helping rumour control like I should have been
sorry everyone else, for not listing you

all i ask is that if i'm fucking up, tell me. i'll try and stop.

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Dr. Rockso, Murderface
[02:55] xerocalibur: be proud of me
[02:55] wax95: k
[02:55] wax95: ?
[02:55] xerocalibur: My stoner roomate Phil was trying to hook up with the chick from across the hallway, and literally was about to fool around with her in the main room when I had to use the restroom and accidentally interrupted them
[02:56] xerocalibur: So I had "the talk" with him tonight after she left about dorm awkwardness
[02:56] xerocalibur: And made sure to point out that I was in his position last year
[02:56] xerocalibur: And that, having been through the awkwardness, would not put up with that shit again from one of my own roomates
[02:56] wax95: nice
[02:56] wax95: i'm proud of you ben
[02:56] wax95: you actually learned something last year
[02:56] wax95: i think ryan owes me $5 now or something
[02:56] xerocalibur: x_X
[02:57] xerocalibur: I learned plenty last year
[02:57] xerocalibur: SoCo + mountain dew = tasty
[02:57] xerocalibur: White russians make the world all tumbly
[02:57] xerocalibur: Bud Light is the worst soda ever
[02:57] xerocalibur: Jay cannot dodge concrete.
[02:57] xerocalibur: Deskies do not know where to buy discount shuriken
[02:58] wax95: b is the devil
[02:59] wax95: fooling around with girls across the hall never works out
[02:59] wax95: the penalty box had a big hole in the back for people to get out of
[03:00] xerocalibur: Ninjas WILL steal your car (and yes, I did)
[03:01] xerocalibur: ... There will always be at least one restaurant open 24/7, and yes, they know you'll visit at 3am, blitzed out of your skull, just for a burger.
[03:01] wax95: drama is the source of all drama

yay for having class in 7 hours and i'm still not tired. weekend killed my sleep schedule. that and WoW. which is the devil. (i'm level 16 on my new char now)

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Dr. Rockso, Murderface
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