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Thursday, January 12th, 2006
3:58 pm	. Where am I? where am I always, my garage. How am I. Man, you don't even want to know. *sigh* This morning I woke with a fever of 104-105, and laid in bed until noon, listening to a mixture of various musical artists. But I could do with the physical sickness. *Sigh* Hollow again. Alone again. Hell, I'm single again. It was a mutual break up, yes, but wanted by me? By no means. It has taken every urge not to cut, and every distraction. And, at least in my mind, I'm the only person affected by it. Somebody help me find a purpose? I lost mine. Current Mood: Bad. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, January 8th, 2006
9:01 pm	My life in the past three weeks. or so. I'm not quite sure about how long it's been. Anyway, this is my Christmas break. I got home on Wedndsay... of some time in December, it's been a timeless thing. Anyway... Dominic came here from Clearwater, near Tampa, and we had ourselves a grand old time. We almost went to Miami to go see Stephanie, but alas we didn't. My new guitar is amazing. it's a Paul Reed Smith McCarty signature, a maple syrup kind of color. It's the smoothest playing guitar I've every played. I love it. Anyway, I moved all my stuff into the garage, my computer, iPod, amp, guitars, even my dojang. (The place where I do Tae Kwon Do.) It's always fun. so.... anyway.... life's been pretty decent. But pretty lonely too... Whatever. Maybe I'll update again... maybe not? *Smile* (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 7th, 2005
10:02 am	List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LiveJournal along with your seven songs, then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to. Rocket Man-Elton John You Shook Me All Night Long- Santana Thriller by Michael Jackson Only- Nine Inch Nails Pinball Wizard- The Who Sympathy for the Devil- The Rolling Stones Tribute-Tenacious D (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, October 31st, 2005
1:17 pm	The last thing to keep me sane... Stephanie LaRue. You all should worship her I love her. And that keeps me sane. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
12:59 pm	letting my fingers explore the keyboard for the first time in a while, let's see what comes up.... I feel it in my chest, where my heart would be if I had one. sharp, cutting away, with every breath. When I saw my opponent's face, a smug look, it wanted to come out once again... But I won't let it.. I can't. There was once a time... a time when I had no self control. I couldn't surpress the knife that lies inside, threatening to cut all of those close to me. To sever my bonds to this hell called earth... For the first time in a long time.. it threatens to overcome me. to suffocate me, create another me. I know who can help me if the knife breaks through again... I don't know what will become of me. Don't let it... MEdItAtIoN... Keeps me somewhat sane. Concentration... Tae Kwon Do... Save me. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, September 26th, 2005
8:59 pm	Nodnarb. Sounds like something out of fucking Star Trek Heh. -Brandon@- (Comment on this)
8:50 pm	Wow.... I feel like shit, for no reason, apparantly. Well... Maybe there is a reason? *shrugs* Nothing matters. Whatever. Those are my three main thoughts today. I come home, find out that Stephanie's mother has been attacked by a dog, and I talk to her, seems perfectly normal. Yeah right. Something's wrong. With everything. -----@Brandon@Nodnarb@----- (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, September 19th, 2005
1:55 pm	Since I won't, probably, be talking to you after school... I love you Stephanie, and happy anniversary. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
9:26 am	Hello those who read this. Today is a good day, a very good day for me. I have truly lived, for six months as of some time around 1-3 today. Six Months ago, Stephanie Elizabeth LaRue arrived at my door, and I looked into her eyes, and realized that I loved her. Of course, that was just the beginning, even of that day. We wandered into my little semi-abandoned park (noone pays attention to two teenagers in my park... yes it is mine.) and sat down on a bench and just started to talk, nothing of consequence. None of what we were saying mattered... or did it? As we were talking, I locked her arm in mine, and just continued to sit there. After a while, I put my arm around her shoulders, and she reciprocated, and we walked to the restaraunt to get some food (unsuccesfully) and then back when we saw that there were way too many people there. We sat down under a bench in the park, and I placed my hand in hers. She laid down next to me, with her head on my shoulder, and about forty five minutes of my life somehow escapes my thoughts at the moment. These six months have been unreal. Looking forward to more. @brandonthelostandfound@ (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 13th, 2005
9:01 pm	Suddenly... for no reason at all... I feel disconnected... from everyone... For instance, I feel just raw hatred at school, raw hatred at home, and... I don't know what else... Maybe it's just me, maybe I'm just overworked... or maybe I am disconnected. Shiftcommathree? maybe not. _Brandon_ (4 Comments |Comment on this)
9:00 pm	Okay, this is the current ultimate Obzie quote Brandon is straight, circles are not. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
2:09 pm	Welcome back to Brandon's Random multi-posting day. I have some good news for once.... I may see Stephanie on Sunday. Maybe... it's hard to explain. See.... There's this guy who's a three time olympic Tae Kwon Do...ist... and he's from Miami. And so I may be going to a training session in Miami on sunday. Sparring... the art of beating up people with higher ranking belts than you. Me, a Green/Purple belt, (Green/Orange is my favorite sparring belt for some reason, and it makes people more intimidated when I'm louder and stronger than they are. I mean, chasing Brown, or Red Belts around the room is quite fun, when you know what to do while they don't. heh... anyway, back to my random Music Spaz earlier The White Stripes capture the essence of the complete and utter randomness of the human mind. Like, this song "Hardest Button To Button..." I'll give some lyrics... We started living in an old house My ma gave birth and we were checking it out It was a baby boy So we bought him a toy It was a ray gun And it was 1981 We named him "Baby" He had a toothache He started crying It sounded like an earthquake It didn't last long Because I stopped it I grabbed a rag doll Stuck some little pins in it Now we're a family And we're alright now We got money and a little place To fight now We don't know you And we don't owe you But if you see us around I got something else to show you Now it's easy when you don't know better You think it's sleazy? Then put it in a short letter We keep warm But there's just something wrong with ya Just feel that you're the hardest little button to button I had opinion that didnt matter I had a brain that felt like pancake batter I got a backyard with nothing in it Except a stick, a dog And a box with something in it Completely random, but... *shrugs* I look for deeper meaning in things like that. Brandon. Out Shiftcommathree ;| Current Mood: stressed (2 Comments |Comment on this)
1:11 pm	sorry bout that, that was the URL, here's the photo I'm the taller dude in the middle with the headband <>.<> (Comment on this)
1:03 pm	http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a61/Roadraven/TeamUsaweek6002.jpg (Comment on this)
11:39 am	Some of you.. if any actually read it, are probably asking themselves why I listen to "The White Stripes" I truthfully don't know. Their music is... immature... Unaltered... Like, the guy's voice, it cracks, it's not perfect, not altered, like all the other bands these days. I'll continue this later. Current Mood: blah (Comment on this)
11:33 am	Anyway. here I am, in science class on my school laptop doing something I haven't done for a long while. Posting! OMG GASP WOW! *sigh* School is a bitch. It really is. I'm doing a monologue from either School of Rock, or Monty Python and the Holy Grail. I need all your helps! The School Of Rock Monologue is... Dewey Finn: You want me to teach you something? What? You want to learn something? Alright, here's a useful lesson: Give up! Just quit! Because in this life you can't win. Yeah, you can try, but in the end your just gonna loose, BIG TIME! Because the world is run by the man! Frankie (Angelo Massagli): Who? Dewey: The man. Oh, you don't know the man? The man's everywhere: in the White House, down the hall, Miss Mullins; she's the man! And the man ruined the ozone, and he's burning down the Amazon and he kidnapped Shamu and put her in a chlorine tank! Okay! And there used to be a way to stick it to the man, it was called rock 'n roll. But guess what? Oh no! The man had to ruin that too with a little thing called MTV! So don't waste your time trying to make anything cool or pure or awesome 'cause the man's just gonna call you a fat washed up loser and crush your soul. So do yourself a favor and just give up! You gotta love Jack Black. Monty Python Monologue Brother: (reading from Book of Armaments): And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, 'O Lord, bless this Thy hand grenade that, with it, Thou mayest blow Thine enemies to tiny bits in Thy mercy.' And the Lord did grin, and the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths and carp and anchovies and orangutans and breakfast cereals and fruit bats and large chu-- Brother Maynard (Eric Idle): Skip a bit, Brother... Brother: And the Lord spake, saying, "First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin, then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shalt be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thou foe, who being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it. Brother Maynard: Amen. King Arthur (Graham Chapman): Right. "and Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying..." You gotta love it. Anywyay, everyone get back with your opinion! COMMENT OR DIE (stealing from Stephanie) Shiftcommathree (She'll kill me *smile*) Current Mood: Writing! (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, September 8th, 2005
8:33 pm	Okay The Keys to Your Heart You are attracted to good manners and elegance. In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change. You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic. Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily. What Are The Keys To Your Heart? (Comment on this)
Monday, August 29th, 2005
10:11 pm	Okay Guys, Anagram Time! Anagram Hall of Fame Attributions for anagrams (if known) are shown at the end of each anagram. Internet Anagram Server = Isn't rearrangement rave? Dormitory = Dirty Room Dictionary = Indicatory Schoolmaster = The classroom Elvis = Lives Listen = Silent Clint Eastwood = Old West Action A Telephone Girl = Repeating "Hello" Western Union = No Wire Unsent The Country Side = No City Dust Here Evangelist = Evil's Agent Astronomers = Moon starers / No more stars The eyes = They see The Cockroach = Cook, Catch Her Desperation = A Rope Ends It The Morse Code = Here Come Dots Slot Machines = Cash Lost in'em Conversation = Voices Rant On Disraeli = I lead, Sir. Clothespins = So Let's Pinch Mr. Mojo risin' = Jim Morrison (from the Doors song, "L.A. Woman") The Great New York Rapid Transit Tunnel = Giant Work in Street, Partly Underneath Florence Nightingale = Nigel, Fetch an Iron Leg / Flit on Cheering Angel (Richard Stilgoe in "The Richard Stilgoe Letters") MacDonalds = Clam and Sod Darling I love you = leaving your idol / Avoiding our yell Butterfly = Flutter-by Heavy Rain? = Hire a Navy! Tom Cruise = So I'm Cuter Animosity = Is No Amity Mother-in-law = Woman Hitler Funeral = Real Fun A Domesticated Animal = Docile, as a Man Tamed it The Railroad Train = Hi! I Rattle and Roar The Hilton = Hint: Hotel A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss = Stroller on Go, Amasses Nothing Sunshine and Shadow = Show in Sun and Shade The Check is in the Mail = Claim "Heck, I sent it (heh)" The United States Bureau of Fisheries = I Raise the Bass to Feed Us in the Future Snooze Alarms = Alas! No More Z's Vacation Times = I'm Not as Active Software = Swear Oft Silicon Graphics = A Long Chip Crisis / Can logic ship, sir? / Gosh, sir, I can clip! Alec Guinness = Genuine Class (Dick Cavett) The Detectives = Detect Thieves The Hospital Ambulance = A Cab, I Hustle to Help Man Semolina = Is No Meal The United States of America = Attaineth its cause, freedom Christmas tree = Search, Set, Trim A Gentleman = Elegant Man Presbyterian = Best In Prayer The Public Art Galleries = Large Picture Halls, I Bet A Decimal Point = I'm a Dot in Place The Earthquakes = That Queer Shake Salman Rushdie = Read, Shun Islam Martin Scorsese = Screen is a storm (the director of movies "Taxi Driver," "Mean Streets," "GoodFellas," "Cape Fear," and "Age of Innocence.") Barbie doll = I'll bare bod / Babe I'd roll / Liberal bod Student Information Processing Board = Computation Transgression Forbidden (MIT) Statue of Liberty = Built to Stay Free Eleven plus two = Twelve plus one Patrick Stewart = A Crap Trek Twist Mel Gibson = Bong Smile Admirer = Married Indomitableness = Endless ambition New York Times = Monkeys Write / Monkey Writes (Andrew Glines) David Letterman = Nerd Amid Late TV Howard Stern = Retard Shown Contradiction = Accord not in it (E. Tyron) Debit card = Bad Credit (Mike Morton) abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz = Cwm fjord bank glyphs vext quiz. Quote by Vonnegut: Just because some of us can read and write and do a little math, that doesn't mean we deserve to conquer the universe. = A masquerade can cover a sense of what is real to deceive us; to be unjaded and not lost, we must, then, determine truth. (Cory Calhoun) Quote by Oscar Wilde: There is only one thing worse than being talked about and that is not being talked about. = Wilde died broken, beaten 'n' total nut. Hate being sunk in that rotten gaol. Shh, gay is taboo. (Larry Brash) From Hamlet by Shakespeare: To be or not to be: that is the question, whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. = In one of the Bard's best-thought-of tragedies, our insistent hero, Hamlet, queries on two fronts about how life turns rotten. (Cory Calhoun) Titles, names, etc. that are anagrams Vladimir Nabokov = Vivian Darkbloom (Vivian Darkbloom is a character in Nabokov's Lolita) October Sky = Rocket Boys (The 1999 movie October Sky is based on Rocket Boys, a memoir by Homer "Sonny" Hickam) US Presidents Why shouldn't America go re-elect President Clinton in Ninety-Six? = He has a prime or cunning tendency to wildly solicit Internet sex. (Cory Calhoun) Spiro Agnew = Grow a Spine (also, spine can be anagrammed into another body part) William Clinton = I'm it, an ill clown William Jefferson Clinton = Firm clean fellow. Joint? Sin! (William Schmidt) William Jefferson Clinton = Jail Mrs Clinton: Felon wife (Ward Hardman) George Herbert Walker Bush = Huge Berserk Rebel Warthog (Mike Morton) George Bush = He bugs Gore (Mike Morton) Ronald Wilson Reagan = No, darlings, no ERA law (Mike Morton) Ronald Reagan = A darn long era Long Works of Anagramming: * Information Superhighway by Mike Morton * Chronological story of OJ Simpson * A short story by Daniel Cohen * The Marriage of the Minds by Shakespeare; Anagrams by Cory Calhoun Leroy Newton Gingrich = Yon Right-winger Clone Growing incoherently Go wring incoherently In wringer technology Lingering, once worthy I negligent, horny, crow Grow incoherent, lying Movie Reviews Hook = Oh, OK Raiders of the Lost Ark = Ford, the Real Star, is OK The Towering Inferno = Not Worth Fire Engine (GAMES Magazine) Prince of Tides = PS. I Cried Often The Silence of the Lambs = The Con Bites Male Flesh (Philip Silverman) Gentleman's Agreement = Men Entangle, Stem Rage (Taysir Jabr) (From British anagrammists): Tony Blair, MP = I'm Tory plan B Virginia Bottomley = I'm an evil Tory bigot Margaret Thatcher = A charm tart, get her! Twenty thousand leagues under the sea = Huge water tale stuns. End had you tense. (E.L. Benfer) The end of the world is nigh! = Down this hole, frightened! (Donald L. Holmes) The best things in life are free = Nail-biting refreshes the feet (Donald L. Holmes) "That's one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind." Neil A. Armstrong = A thin man ran; makes a large stride; left planet, pins flag on moon! On to Mars! (Steve Krakowski) Do an angry hit = Tonya Harding (Tim DeLaney) Grace 'n any rink = Nancy Kerrigan (Tim DeLaney) Pre-natal = Parental = Paternal Anu Garg's Home Page = A Huge Rampage Song (Shama & Saif Patel) Name is Anu Garg = Anagram Genius (Eric Shackle) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 17th, 2005
3:00 pm	(and BTW, I liked that last one *smile*) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
2:59 pm	*sigh* even another photo to entertain you all! (1 Comment |Comment on this)