I'm having a two-day late birfday party today!

I'm fuckin' playin' STREETS OF RAGE

To me the opposite of complaining is praise.

Sooo...

Satan is provocative in positive ways.

saramkrop is very supportive of artistic adventurism.

Big Quasar is a photographer of stellar proportion who often shoots subjects I don't usually find as interesting as he makes them seem.

demonrail666 is pretty damn smart for a hesher.

floatingslowly makes me feel like less of a geek, and I admin a science fiction board!

astonicpark makes me realize not all noiseheads are pathetic dweebs who fuck around with one distortion pedal and an amp and think they are brilliant.

Many other folks on here feel like real friends to me, which is the only reason to hang out on a message board.

I had great phone/cam sex last night. I only work 3 hours today. I took pictures at the fair last night. That's about it.

I have been doing some heavy duty gardening, got assaulted by silent insects that left their swollen mark on both my arms, my friend gave me a bad hair-dye job that makes me look like a bad emo with an eating disorder, and still I don't feel like complaining.

On a side note, today I have been given a frog as a present. I love frogs.

is it a cool looking frog? I presuming it's not a plain old common english looking frog caught in somebodies garden.

I am watching Seinfeld :)

Sonic Youth are great. Life is awesome.

It's such a good day for complaining!

i'm drinking wine

ill be home in 10 hours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have an epic collection of shoes

band played last nite to a good crowd. loads of fun. helped me feel better. music helps soul. :)

Friday off from work.
The Melvins fucking KILLED on Friday. amazing fucking thing.
Saturday spent at the beach, surprise beach party arranged by my g/f and a bunch of my friends. swam like a motherfucker.
sunday feast at mom's. my aunt and my mom cooked a massive pile of delights.
last night depeche mode. two tix given to me on saturday. Great show. They played tons of my faves (stripped, question of lust, question of time, never let me down, fly on the windscreen, personal jesus, enjoy the silence, etc.)

fuck, I am so sleepy. got back home around midnight, could not sleep until 1:30, got up at 6 to come to work. damn!

great birthday weekend.

YAY!! it's monday and I'm stuck with the crappy nissan!!!!

the back tire was going flat so I had to put air in it!!

all I could think about on the way to work was having a blowout and dying on the freeway!!!!

nobody throws me going away parties because I never go anwhere!!!

I have at least 3 spider-bites on my face!!!!!

wooohoooo!

that sounds like cleverly disguised complaints!!!

hell no! I'm just goth like that.

who wouldn't want spider bites on their face?!?!

and parties??! please! this is the opposite of complain thread!

This all sounds very familiar. My motto is only buy one tire at a time and drive it till you see radials.

seriously only a 10 hr flight from Hethrow to NY/wherever else?

woah I just googled.. it's like 8 hrs from london to NY. Fuck my godamn home is far away from everything. It's 7hrs before I'm even out of my own country.