Re: What's on your mind? (Chat Thread)

by **Antonius Block** Thu Aug 27, 2009 11:22 am

Kyle wrote:i would have drank last night, but drinking by yourself sucks.

This. BUT I"M NEVER ALONE WHEN JACKIE DANIEL COMES TO TOWN

by El Decapo Thu Aug 27, 2009 6:41 pm

Kyle wrote:i would have drank last night, but drinking by yourself sucks.

Says who?

by **Känge** Thu Aug 27, 2009 7:20 pm

drinking alone is pretty fuckin lame.
can't wait for the weekend, maybe drinkin'/smokin' a bit tonight, too.

by **Actumen** Thu Aug 27, 2009 10:27 pm

I'm now extracting lyrics and jotting down notes for my five piece masterwork based on Les Chants de Maldoror. Hopefully this is an idea I can devote myself to, and finally wrap up all my musical interests in. The text has so much diversity in it, I feel I could pretty seemlessly work in elements of black metal, (neo)folk/bluegrass/roots music, sludge, and more nonmusical and just sort of unclassified outsider ideas into it. If the outline works out maybe some day I'll actually work on music for it.

Edit: And how do I have the most posts, followed by Dan with like 70 less than me?

by **PILEDRIVER** Fri Aug 28, 2009 12:18 am

You've got no life, Camo.

by **Actumen** Fri Aug 28, 2009 12:21 am

Just because it's true doesn't mean you need to say it.

AND THIS SHIT IS STILL ON MY MIND. I'VE WATCHED IT A HUNDRED TIMES AND I STILL LOL @ IT

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qCVQpcY1au4

funniest shit on the internet imo

by El Decapo Fri Aug 28, 2009 2:05 am

Känge wrote:drinking alone is pretty fuckin lame.
can't wait for the weekend, maybe drinkin'/smokin' a bit tonight, too.

Maybe it my Misanthropy talkin, but I like blaring some fucking Mentors and pounding down on 10+ beers and not having any mother fucker try to shut me up or annoy me.

by **PILEDRIVER** Fri Aug 28, 2009 4:08 pm

Actumen wrote:Just because it's true doesn't mean you need to say it.

i srry <3

by **Antonius Block** Fri Aug 28, 2009 4:37 pm

yaaay only a few more days till my trip <3

by **Antonius Block** Fri Aug 28, 2009 4:42 pm

Actumen wrote:And how do I have the most posts, followed by Dan with like 70 less than me?

Well fuck man, half my posts are in my own damn threads. For fucks sake, nobody else posts in 'em.

by Kyle Fri Aug 28, 2009 5:27 pm

yay antonio, I didn't know you had a ladyfriend.

by **Antonius Block** Fri Aug 28, 2009 7:25 pm

wait whos antonio

by Kyle Fri Aug 28, 2009 9:05 pm

shit, i was looking at your name and wasn't thinking straight. dan. your name is dan. i love dan.

by **Antonius Block** Fri Aug 28, 2009 10:59 pm

OH MY GOODNESS

so yeah I think I might be getting a cold. This shit sucks.

by **PILEDRIVER** Fri Aug 28, 2009 11:16 pm

IS IT A COLD OR IS IT GODDAMN SWINE FLU

Shit srsly sucks, I already had me some pig death.

by **Antonius Block** Fri Aug 28, 2009 11:21 pm

I had that pigdeath before ANYBODY did, fucking LAST year man. not even kidding I probably did, there was a week-long period where I was freezing all the time, couldn't eat and was really god damn weak and feverish and all sorts of flu-like shit. Not sure how I survived it.

holy shit I am a hipster, claiming to have had diseases before they were popular..

by **Actumen** Sun Aug 30, 2009 2:33 am

Soooo today i went to do my laundry and it ate $10.

And then I came back to use my computer and set it on my lap and it crashed for no reason and refused to start up again... So I was like pissed off and freaking out cause I start school on tuesday.

Long story short now I have a macbook pro, the computer I was supposed to get for college.
It's so sweet to have a working computer again... But I lost all my bookmarks and all my music again. :(

by Kyle Sun Aug 30, 2009 9:10 am

Allah must hate you, Cam.

by **Actumen** Mon Aug 31, 2009 1:18 pm

I thought you all should know I'm listening to Toadliquor on the same studio monitors used to mix some Tupac and Biggie albums. And it sounds so good it's blowing my motherfucking mind. Just the right mix of bass and shit. FAP FAP FAP

by **Antonius Block** Mon Aug 31, 2009 1:28 pm

God damnit cam I want sexy speakers and a Macbook Pro

by **Actumen** Mon Aug 31, 2009 1:48 pm

I won't have these speakers at school, my brother is giving me his old ones... Which are still stoopid nice, but not this nice. :(

O well I'm not gonna complain when I got the sweetest shit for miles around. My bro is balls lucky his boss gives him free shit all the time, though.

by El Decapo Mon Aug 31, 2009 4:21 pm

by **Antonius Block** Tue Sep 01, 2009 12:48 am

Well, I'm off to the airport in about 6 hours, gotta finish packing and get a little rest I suppose. Take it easy gents, be back in about a week I guess.

by **Actumen** Tue Sep 01, 2009 7:58 am

FUUUUCK SCHOOL RIGHT NOW

btw dan ur gone but i hope you have fun

by Arnd Tue Sep 01, 2009 1:52 pm

You're back in school already? I have two more exams still to go, tomorrow and the day after the day after tomorrow. :(

by Kyle Tue Sep 01, 2009 2:38 pm

yeah, the high schools around here started this week or last week.

in other news, i'm sorry i ever passed up Trouble in the past. Psalm 9 is fuckin' awesome.

by **PILEDRIVER** Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:05 pm

HAVE FUN DAN

by Arnd Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:41 am

three hours n twenty minutes left till my exam fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck i hope he asks a retardly (retardedly? dudlydoo) question like how do minorities in Belgium are protected via legislative procedures or something fuuuuuck please don't ask me to explain brussels plllleeeaaassse

by **PILEDRIVER** Wed Sep 02, 2009 10:09 pm

fuck fuck fuck my fucking tooth ow shit fuck

by **Känge** Thu Sep 03, 2009 9:13 am

my music class is remedial and a waste of my time...

by Kyle Thu Sep 03, 2009 9:28 am

ugh, i can't stand being in this house for too long.

by **Känge** Thu Sep 03, 2009 9:21 pm

looks like another alcohol-free night...
maybe I'll get some ganj.

by Kyle Fri Sep 04, 2009 4:59 am

Heh. I got drunk yesterday morning at afriends house in order to avoid taking a certain awkward and gay old neighbor who tries to flirt with me into town

by Arnd Fri Sep 04, 2009 10:15 am

Exam period is over FFFFFFUUUUUUUCK YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH

I can't even begin to describe how overjoyed I am! There's a good chance I won't have failed any of them, although state&administrative law will be a close call. Roman law was a breeze today, even though I was nervous as fuck and didn't manage to revise a couple of chapters. The prof even complimented me <3

by **Känge** Fri Sep 04, 2009 1:47 pm

grats, Arnd!

by Kyle Fri Sep 04, 2009 3:45 pm

Good job arnd!

by El Decapo Fri Sep 04, 2009 4:31 pm

I love nunsploitation.

by **Actumen** Fri Sep 04, 2009 11:02 pm

school sucks game out.

fucking fuck my room mate is a mega ass hole, gives me shit 100% of the time, I get shafted on all dorm duties because I'm apparently dubbed the biggest loser around, both room mate and the other RA have been dubbed "the hottest guys in skewl!!1" by the new kids and they're rolling all in their own shit. It's fantastic. yup im prety much a nobody ;D

And yeah I basically spent the day getting reminders of my inability to achieve basic human accomplishments.

by Arnd Sat Sep 05, 2009 11:18 am

Just fuck 'em, Cam, you're my body.. I've dealt with one year of college now and it's both a very humbling experience (in regards of knowledge and such) but it sure is a damn interesting sociological experiment. I don't think I have ever met that much of a concentration of absolute retardation, high horse misfits and misplaced arrogance. I also met some amazingly laid back people, too, so I guess that in the end, it evens out a bit.

by **PILEDRIVER** Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:37 pm

They're not worthy of Cam's time, imo.

by Arnd Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:56 pm

Bill Hicks is fucking amazing.

by **Känge** Sat Sep 05, 2009 6:56 pm

I've met a shitload of great people at school.
but there are soooo many trendy sociofags who have their minds made up about who's "cool" and who's not. then there's the frats where everyone who drinks has to be a "bro" or bring three girls. it's pretty ridiculous, the college social code.
that's why I say fuck it, chill with my friends, raid the frats' fridges, and get fucked up with anything and anyone I want.
and then at the end of the night, we always end up back on campus smoking hookah, sometimes more ganj.
Live for yourself, fuck the self-righteous assholes and enjoy your time at college, whatever that means for you.

by Arnd Sun Sep 06, 2009 4:16 am

I even did a little stunt to reinforce that state of mind (admittedly, the idea did came up first as just an idea but turned out into a bet, haha); I came to college in very short shorts, sandals and a no-sleeve shirt. Didn't think it was much of a problem, many people looked more offended when I did the same thing with a tight pink Cutting Pink With Knives shirt.

by **PILEDRIVER** Sun Sep 06, 2009 2:55 pm

Arnd wrote:Bill Hicks is fucking amazing.

Fuck yes.

by Arnd Sun Sep 06, 2009 5:55 pm

Just got back from Electric Wizard. Because the venue FUCKING SUCKS ASS Blood Ceremony kicked off at seven pm, Wizard at nine. Missed the entirety of BC, only got in just in time for Funeralopolis. I did get in front however. Gonaa post some pics soon tomorrow.

by **Känge** Sun Sep 06, 2009 9:40 pm

I woke up in jail...
crazy fuckin night.

I'll tell you more when I hear more stories from my buddies.

by **Actumen** Sun Sep 06, 2009 11:01 pm

My room mate is retardddedeededed.

This morning he asked if he could borrow my flannel for the senior brunch and I agreed... So he gave it to his girlfriend and now she's sleeping in it and shit. :(

by **Känge** Mon Sep 07, 2009 2:32 am

Känge wrote:I woke up in jail...
crazy fuckin night.

I'll tell you more when I hear more stories from my buddies.

basically shitty shitty fucking shit night.
I started off drinking a 20 oz (water) bottle of vodka, got to the party and was drunk (I should have fucking STOPPED). After we got there, smashed on some pineapple soaked in vodka for 72 hours or someshit. It was good as hell and I ate too many. Then I had a beer, chilled for a bit, and decided I needed to head upstairs where the vodka was apparently at. It fucking was. Filled my solo cup with that shit and started going to town. Pretty much the last thing I remember is holding onto that cup for dear life and walking down the sidewalk in that neighborhood, party-hoppin'.

Now for what I was too blacked out to remember:
We left the neighborhood and I had already finished the solo cup (I'm at probably 40 or so shots at this point), head to another party in the neighborhood next to us, I somehow get a hold of three more beers and six shots, not sure of the substance. I commence to hitting on EVERY girl in the party, eventually having whoever lived there to tell me and my buddy to leave. I tried to convince her that the rest of our group was inside (they were fucking gone) and we got kicked out hardcore, pretty sure some girls from my residence hall witnessed this and probably still remember (some girls randomly called out to me today while I was getting food, I wasn't trying to fuck with that in case it was the homeowner(s). As soon as I get outside I begin puking all over the fucking place and end up falling on my face. A bike cop starts trying to fuck with me and sees that I'm covered in blood and vomit, hair in my face (he thought I was a girl who got beat the fuck up, that's how covered in shit I was), and just let me go. Apparently I vomit the entire time we're waiting for the bus (i.e. alcohol poisoning) and when a bus that is too full drives by, I latch on to the side, grasping for dear life. The bus driver, not trying to run over a stupid kid, stops and my buddy has to pull me away. He calls a cab and I vomit in the backseat, dude just overlooks it, knowing I need to get somewhere instantly. We get back on campus, back to my buddy's room and he's drunk, freaking out at me, this vomit-snot-sweat-blood-covered creature that's in his room. He tries to put me in the shower and I turn off the water, saying "fuck this" and fall out of the shower, naked. He tries to lay me down and I can't stay still, jumping on random shit and vomiting all over his floor and bed (his mattress was pulled down into the middle of the floor from when he had a lady friend over). He hands me a trashcan to throw up in, I do and again yell "fuck this" and throw his fucking trashcan across the room, as if it wasn't covered enough in vomit. My scared buddy knows this isn't slowing down soon and can't even fathom trying to get me outside, like I said freaking out. He calls paramedics and they offer to take me to the hospital. I, definitely not in right mind, tell them that I have homework to do and can't leave campus that night. So then cops get involved and just start yelling "you're going to jail!" and cuff me. I say "fuck off" numerous times to the officers, wanting to just be left alone, but letting out my innate hate for law enforcement officers (especially in this area, the system is a money-hungry greed machine around here, just looking to fine as many kids as they can every night). At this point, I have nothing but shorts and socks on, no pockets, and my only possessions I'm allowed to take are my driver's license and residence hall key. I'm done puking at this point, basically in a rage and definitely not where I want to be. The only thing I remember out of this entire police adventure is being taken to some sort of medical wing and just sitting there cold while they ask me ridiculous questions for their records. After that, I black out again and according to my paperwork, checked into the hospital at 2:30 am and thrown in a holding cell at 3:15 am. I think I did get some sleep, somehow, in the cell that had only a metal bench and a toilet. I'm surprised I didn't get my cold back from laying in that freezing room, nearly naked.

And back to consciousness...
I wake up at 7:00 am and I have two cellmates eating breakfast, a tray sitting next to me. I get up and before even talking to my cellmates start digging into shitty plastic "waffles" with no syrup (like that would have helped) and a carton of white milk you'd find in an elementary school cafeteria. I scarf down as much as I can handle and an officer comes to grab everything back up. I start talking to my cellmates. One, 33, was in for the same charge as me, drunk in public (officially "Profane Swearing or Intoxication In Public"), just wanting to do his time so he can go back home to Tennessee. The other, 32, talked about his wife and daughter, and son on the way, and throughout the day realized and muttered about how he won't be able to see them for 8-10 years. Turns out he had around ten offenses that night, half being felony charges. He had multiple charges for credit card fraud, one for larceny, one for possession of drug paraphernalia (syringes, residue and all), and a bunch of other shit. He apparently stole from a girl's purse who was giving him a ride that night. Sitting there with one troubled soul and a homesick drunk, not too many words were exchanged, unless they were talking about wanting to/waiting for him to get out. I ended up standing there for twelve and a half hours, watching officers chat, flirt, and eat pizza the whole time, not even looking over to the cells of sober kids scared out of their minds (it was sort of a general area with six or so cells within). It gave me far too much time to think. Thoughts started flying through my head like what could have been done to avoid landing here, what the FUCK happened to my clothes and what happened the night before, and especially thoughts of never drinking, smoking, or even going out to parties ever again. I considered becoming a hermit, completely break away from the society and enforcement agencies that led me to being locked up by my fellow human beings. My freedom in control of fat cops playing Solitaire. We were supposed to be released at 3:00 pm. My buddies told me they waited from three to six to see if I would be released, only four guys able to get out around five. I stand and wait and pace the floors, kicking walls in an attempt to stop my mind from racing, trying to make conversation with the heroine addict who beat the fuck out of some guy for stealing pictures of his daughter (pretty good reason, to be honest, under the influence or not). We're fed dinner and watch five more guys leave their cells and wait for an hour for their paperwork to be cleared, handed their fines and walked out of the building. Finally, after the heroine addict had chewed off all of his fingernails (loudly, inescapably) a cop comes up the door and butchers my name; it was close enough for me to almost run out of the door. He takes me back, has me sign some things, sends me to the clerk who gives me my assigned court date/fine, and takes me back out for more paperwork. I was too drunk upon entering the jail the night before for him to take a picture, so we took care of that, and everything was stuffed in my manila envelope, Kevin Ange becoming a number in a filing cabinet in Rockingham County. They had me stand there as four other guys get their paperwork taken care of, eventually having another cop come in and check everyone's paperwork again. At around 7:30 pm, we're finally walked to the front of the building, given handouts from the emergency department concerning alcohol intoxication (mine reading "You were seen today for: Acute ethanol intoxication"; basically, I abused the shit out of some vodka and got alcohol poisoning). We're finally let out in the middle of some downtown square, me having nothing but my driver's license and key card. I stumble back to campus, after a few problems concerning direction, with a couple other fellow freshmen and immediately begin my search for what the fuck happened. I sort of sneak into my buddy's dorm to ask him what happened, hopefully get my clothes back, and shower numerous times. He was gone, but arrived soon enough and began telling me, as well as a bunch of our friends from smoking hookah, about all of my profane swearing, avoiding arrest, refusing medical treatment, hitting on girls, vomiting everywhere, and ending up in jail for sixteen hours.

So, yeah... safe to say, I had a shitty night. I'll be out of $96 and a couple days of classes, and will have two negative "strikes" against me (as in 2/3) for my entire college career, two alcohol-related offenses (the night before I got underage possession of alcohol, though I did end up fucking a virgin who I was watching over at a party) which will stick with my record forever, and somehow have to tell my parents about all of this, a heavy fucking burden with super-conservative Christian parents who just so happen to be paying all of my tuition currently.
I have shit for luck and need to lay very low for a long time. Fuck the police.

by **PILEDRIVER** Mon Sep 07, 2009 3:50 am

Holy shit, that sounds like quite a night. Shit fucking sucks, Kange. I hope some good shit comes your way to balance out the negativity.

by **Känge** Mon Sep 07, 2009 3:59 am

looking to lie low and possibly take up smoking more weed rather than going out and drinking. a bit safer, actually, as long as I don't carry anything on me.
I didn't realize I wrote a damn essay... I should probably save that somewhere so I can laugh at it later.

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