Previously on X-men..........

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmm.........back! And tired of all this racket! I cool to freezing betta whear a jacket! I laugh in the face of adversity! Got a degree in pimpin' at my university! I'm smart as hell, got on the dean's list cause I did so well!...........uh......

Okay, so.... I thought a freestyle would be a good opening, but it's hard work and I was never on the dean's list.


EPISODE III: The Crying Shame


I woke up at 3:30pm today. Went to sleep at 6:00am. I know, I know. I've got a horrible sleeping schedule.

It snowed this morning and North Western Ave. was blanketed in white. Beautiful and horrifying. It wasn't enough to just snow and be nice and cozy but it had to rain directly after. And I'm not sure if you're aware but the city I live in has this awful but, fitting nickname. To keep from sounding judgmental, I'll just assume you know what it is. So with freezing temperatures and fresh rain you get a vivid glimpse of what hell on earth looks like. Jake, Andrea and I, finally made our way out of the apartment to visit the local monetary franchise. Once outside we saw something that, i think the three of us have never witnessed in person.

So, instead of a little red Dodge Neon, think more of like those big white pods from cocoon, except translucent. A perfect, seemless, plastic wrapping of ice, covered the car. We need that car to get to the bank! The ice on the windshield alone was maybe half a centimeter. May not sound like a lot, but that shit's hard to scrape off. I think if it wasn't so damn, blistering cold outside, we would have spent more time marveling its arctic splendor. But, fuck that!

The doors won't open! Okay there they go! Get in!

We got the doors open and then turned on the car to warm it up. We almost gave up and just went back upstairs, cause, we don't know....

But, we waited the extra minute and notice the ice begin to melt. I attempted to scrape once more. At first nothing, and then something! Once I put some muscle into it (imagine rippling biceps) that sorry ice just flew right off. It was actually a lot of fun. You know, this whole growing up and being responsible thing. I was like my dad during winter, except without all the swearing and racial epithets(joking dad).

So we didn't have to go and be comfy and warm in that silly old apartment. Nay! To the bank to give our souls away to the man!

Anyshmeh....
I got my deposit done and Andrea hers, then we went to eat mexican food at TAQUERIA SUPER BURRITO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Near my apartment. The walk there was somewhat of an adventure in itself, seeing as how someone stretched a regulation sized NHL Ice rink across the lentgh of Western Ave. I'm happy to report that we did not die. And we're better off for it.

The rest of the day went by in somewhat of a sharp, icy cold, blur.

I worked on some music for a while. Couldn't get into. Let me just say, being a metal god is hard work and everyday can't be the adequate amount of said metal. Lack of inspiration I guess.

I really do feel like a lot more happened though.


hmm.........

Oh yeah!

So i've been playing this new ROCKBAND game with my roomates.

I haven't told you about that. Jake, Matty and Stephen sat outside of a Best Buy in Schaumberg, IL, from 8pm 'til midnight. Just so we can have our stake at owning what ultimately turned out to be a dissapointment and then somehow beyond our wildest dreams. Jake paid.

So the game is great! Really fun. But the first night our guitar broke (not an old one but the new one from the Rockband kit). How shitty is that? And the interface is a fucking nightmare of retard ingenuity. It took half an hour just to play "Celebrity Skin" by Hole! God, Hole sucked. But we did get some kicks out that night. Makes you feel like you're in a real band. A band comprised of immature gaming nerds and plastic instruments.

Wait, that reminds me...... I may joke about how funny and ridiculous the whole concept is, but the game is damn fun. I've heard a bunch of assholes with the same well rehearsed argument of "If you put in half the time you spend with that fucking game you'd know a real instrument by now.....faggot" Well, you know what..... I play and instrument, infact three. That's what I spend the other half on. Dick!

It's a video game, a well executed video game that isn't about playing the instrument, it's about coordination and having a good time with you're friends. Which, i'm sorry to tell you Johnny master drums and Stevie bass god, is what life's about! SO take your years of skill, adoring fans and mounds of pre teen vag and go to hell!!

so...

That's what i've been doing with my spare-spare time. Looking for a job is fun too!

Well, I think I've written enough for tonight. Well's dry.

Oh, before I go..

I'd like to thank Teeny, Edna and Annisetta for their comments on the previous posts, precisely what I need. You are the best!

And to all, thanks for reading and i'll talk to you tomorrow sweet thangs..........


This Episode has been brought to you by the fine folks and EA and Harmonix. ROCKBAND "It won't get you pussy, but it will make you stop feeling like one!"

*Cha-Ching!