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[Apr. 29th, 2011|05:40 pm] |
this is my bff, ladies and gents.
sierra can i: but then again... i went to a pure romance party and they have this like ...sleeve thing...
that is ribbed and slippery on the inside and it's supposed to be like getting head
sierra can i: and we got to stick our finger in it and i was enlightened on so many levels
heyjerseday: .....
heyjerseday: enlightened?!
heyjerseday: you stuck your finger in a flesh light and got enlightened?!
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[Aug. 25th, 2010|11:01 am] |
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Guess who's back? Back again? Jersey's back. Tell a friend. |
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[Aug. 18th, 2010|11:47 pm] |
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[Aug. 16th, 2010|07:19 pm] |
Things have been a little crazy lately. Nothing I can talk about. Nothing I'd want to talk about.
An important part of my life ended this week. I would spend so much time idolizing all the bands on Warped Tour and I never thought the day would come that I'd be one of those bands. But as it all came to an end in Portland you see that your dreams really do come true if you try. No matter what you feel in life, no matter how far down you feel you are... there's always going to be something more at the end of the road. And that's an important thing to remember. Music's been the sole forward motion in my life since as far back as I can remember and as long as I get to spend my day completely surrounded by it, then I'd say I've lived successfully.
Not many people can say they've lived the life I have. The beauty of this business is that it's not really a job at all. Sure the days are long and the work is hard sometimes but when you think back on it you know they were the best years of your life. You never forget it. Or the people. Or the music. And I'm proud to say I've done what I have. Who knows what the future will bring, we're all just sitting on the edge of our seats anyway. Things change, situations change but one thing always remains: The Music.
So play on, my friends. Let the rhythm fill your lungs and the music rock your ears. And never let the band stop playing. |
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[Jul. 26th, 2010|12:06 pm] |
Been super busy. Will update by Friday with something real and substantial, promise. In the mean time, I leave you with how Warped Tour merch friends beg for tips.
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[Jul. 2nd, 2010|09:33 am] |
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Where the hell has the first half of the year gone? Remember when you were in school and days were dragging so fucking badly that it felt like a week was a year? Well I noticed once you're out of school that days fly by like minutes and you're stuck in July wondering where the hell June went. It goes fast when you're doing what you love.
I hate doing another work related update but this just seems worthy. Along with about, what seems like, seventy other people here... I'm currently on the Vans Warped Tour! I know, I know. Hey Monday on Warped Tour? Believe me, I was just as surprised when I heard. Though I'm having a damn good time so far. We've spent days completely soaked in sweat. Completely soaked in rain. And completely soaked in dirt. And then we all cram into a bus with 11 other sweaty, wet and dirty people with their non-showered bodies and dirty underwear. So all kind of look like PigPen from Charlie Brown... dust cloud and all. But you know? I wouldn't change it for the world. It allows me to tour with my best friends, make new ones and forever be apart of history. To grace the presence of bands like 3OH!3 and Andrew W.K. and fucking Sum 41... how can it get any better? Either way, I wake up everyday and smile because I know that today will be better than yesterday yet not as good as tomorrow.
So here I sit in my bus. It's early in Texas. Everyone's still kind of milling around waking up. I'm sitting cuddled up to a blanket that I'm going to hate in a few hours because it's too hot in a back lounge that smells like cat urine and eggs. I don't know how we manage to do this so early in the tour, it's only going to get worse. Cass, remind me to buy Febreeze. I haven't had any caffeine yet and my hair has this weird Alfalfa hair lick going on but you know the best part? It doesn't even matter much to me. Because I'm comfortable and happy. My drunk best friend last night provided lots of amusement and even more this morning when he was half falling out of his bunk and his lion-like hair covered his face like Cousin It. And even though I tripped over a certain someone's purple MacBeth this morning, I'm still insanely just... happy. The Fourth of July is in a couple days and I'm excited to find some kind of fireworks display wherever we are in the world. I wouldn't mind laying in a field on a blanket leaning up against fifteen people who are all chugging beer and playing with sparklers.
Sometimes you just need to appreciate the little things. And as I look around and see the movement of bunk curtains and the long legged limbs of my favorite people, I can smile and appreciate everything around me. Now I better get up and clean up my mess of clothes that are on the bunk area floor before Cass ends up hanging my underwear from the antenna of the bus.
Wish you were here. |
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[Jun. 17th, 2010|10:36 pm] |
Oh Jack. Jack, Jack, Jack. So much to say yet so little you will remember. You're already beyond wasted as I knew you would be! I hope you're taking lots of body shots off of Benji and Joel and that in a few hours you won't feel your legs. That's how you know it's a good birthday. Either way, I hope your day is beyond amazing and that you don't wake up with a gnarly hangover in the morning. WATER AND ASPRIN BEFORE BED, YOUNG MAN. Bed, ha!
Anyway, happy birthday you crazy fucker, have the time of your life! |
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