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-I want to rape your children while wearing a sombrero- [16 Mar 2004|04:44pm]
[ mood | disappointed ]
[ music | Misfits- Angelfuck ]

Ah... Just as I predicted- BOREDOM!!
Fuck man... There's nothing to do, I fucking hate snow. Sure, it gets us out of school, but then leaves us with nothing to do but sleep, eat, go online, and smoke up.
I umm.. added pictures. Oh boy... Like anyone gives a shit.
Alright I really have nothing important to say (Do I ever?... Nope.)... I want tacos! Christine's a fucking reject and can't figure out how to do the simplest of tasks ;-) She's a broken record, but I still love her. We're going to get plastic surgery together. I want bigger gazongas and lypo.
I'm done.

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-I'm not so sure if I'm sure of anything anymore- [15 Mar 2004|06:33pm]
[ mood | indescribable ]
[ music | Hot Water Music- Never Ender ]

I said it before and I'll say it again- This fucking blows.
How many times do I have to say I don't like being bullshitted? Fuck, who does like it? Some people must take me for some sort of fucking idiot if they think I'm oblivious to what's going on. (I'm talking about current bullshitting not previously resolved bullshitting... if that made any sense.) I swear the next person to bullshit me about anything, I'll fucking rip their throat out. I can only take so much, even assholes like me crumble under stress... And I've seriously had enough.
Apparently I've been "bland" lately... So I guess I'll fake the excitement... or at least try to lighten up a bit. But that's sort of difficult when I feel this way about certain things... and the fact that I have to watch one of the few people in this world that I truly give a shit about wither away before my eyes, and there's nothing I can do about it- That just tops it all off. I can't help but feel somewhat responsible... I know sickness isn't my fault , but I could have at least made it slightly less painful for them... but like I said, I'm an asshole, and I continue to blame myself. It's hard not to dwell on things like this, but I know this is getting me no where, nothing I'm doing is getting me anywhere.
Anyway- I guess it's supposed to snow tomorrow, oh fucking joy... Normally I'd be happy, but I have a feeling it'll just bring more boredom, which I've had enough of already.
I know I "beat around the bush" a lot with these entries... when I bitch and complain. I don't like to get too specific (sorry). But don't assume it's about you or something like that unless you know, which most of you have no clue what I'm talking about- Don't flatter yourself.
That's enough for now.

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... You were like a toilet bowl at the end of the rainbow ... [14 Mar 2004|05:28pm]
[ mood | pessimistic ]
[ music | 98 Mute- Slow Motion Riot ]

Eh... This fucking sucks.
Gave my dog a bath today... Well, kinda just watched and held a towel as my mom did all the dog-washing. Now he smells funky.
Apparently some dude got shot at the mall... Of course we all know this. I missed it by 5 minutes- damn. He was shot with a fucking rifle- You know damn well it was white people.
This really blows weiner... I'm so lost as to what the fuck's going on and what the fuck I should even do.
Oh fuck it.

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...Bang Bang Bang... [14 Mar 2004|05:19pm]
[ mood | cynical ]
[ music | Dry Kill Logic- Rot ]

Well I was looking through some old shit I have saved on my computer... And came across this wonderful story... Laura is the greatest :)

~See jesus was not the son of god. It's actually a funny story that goes something like this. Jesus was born in Mexico by a Hispanic woman name Maria and her husband Jose. One day they decided to steal a lot of marijuana and take a boat to Israel to prevent getting in trouble.
They got there and they changed their names to Mary and Joseph and they pronounced Jesus (hay-zoos) as Jesus (Gee-sus) it was a dark night and they decided to stop at a barn and sleep in. Well they knew they couldn't just go to the hotel and sleep, it would look too suspicious considering they were wearing very expensive jewels and fur so they hid they're jewels and fur in a near by barn.
Maria... I mean Mary took a bag of the weed placed it under her dress and came off as looking pregnant. They left baby Jesus in the barn and went to the town to go to the hotel. Mary went up to an innkeeper and made up a story how she was blessed by god and is pregnant without feeling a man's touch. The innkeeper was no fool and said "HA yeah right, never felt a man's touch, with legs like that. PLEASE no thanks miss" and turned Mary away. Mary left the hotel and went back to the barn to tell her husband Jose...I mean Joseph that they were not welcomed in the town.
All of a sudden Joseph pointed a house right next to the barn "Stupid pot heads" he chuckled as the went to the barn house. The man there was a cheap old bastard who didn't want people at his house but felt bad that she was pregnant so put her in the barn. How nice. That night baby jesus started to cry so they took the weed hid it under the hay and as the barn man came running out they told him that the son of god was born.
As time went on Jesus became a drug lord just like his parents. Hence the title "LORD" Jesus Christ. He had 12 close friends who he called the god squad, but in public called them apostles. They all went around high as kites spreading the word that Jesus was the son of god. They paid some homeless people to pretend to be crippled and blind so that people could actually think he was powerful.
One night him and the buddies were drinking and eating when jesus, being the drunkest of them all, stood up and said "Dude you guys are like eating my body and drinking my blood!" they all laughed and decided to tell people that they received gods power through drinking and eating jesus.
The gullible citizens were amazed at this until one day jesus ran out of pot. Being in Israel, it was hard to grow pot. So the citizens decided to crucify him. A few weeks later one of the apostles found a hidden stash of pot in the field were jesus had been posted. He brought it to the village people and had them all smoke it up at once, in memory of Jesus. They soon saw Jesus rising from the ground. And that is where the story of jesus christ came from. You see kids things aren’t' always what they seem…~

I think you've done enough reading.

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...This makes things difficult for me... [11 Mar 2004|11:09pm]
[ mood | distressed ]
[ music | Millencolin- Surfing In My Room ]

This sucks massive downward banana cock... ::cough::
Yeah, today, again, was boring as fuck. What a surprise. My nose is all stuffy, and I feel like crap. What else is new.
I'll bitch again. I hate not knowing what's going on (I think I've previously mentioned that). This constant feeling of... I don't know... 'worry' or something... It's fucking pissing me off. There's really nothing I can do. With joy comes pain... but it shouldn't be like that. I should stop comparing things (sorry for "beating around the bush" but details and specifics aren't something I'm going to get into to). I sort of resent the fact that things can't be like they used to. This isn't what I'm used to... by far. In a way that's good, but in other ways, in ways that truly matter... it can be a total suckfest. I know I shouldn't complain, I have only myself to blame... What's done is done and gone, and by the looks of it, especially now, I know it'll stay that way. I'll try not to dwell on it, there's nothing I can do about it... Well, nothing I want to do about it. I like things the way they are, everything's fine... I'll get over it eventually.
Alright, now that I've confused all of you... I'll rant.
So, Homeward Bound... We've all seen it. Now, who the fuck names a GOLDEN retriever "Shadow"?... The fucking dog is gold, damnit!... I suppose it could be because the fact that the dog is constantly up the little boy's ass (not literally), but seriously... Fuck Disney.
Recently I've been told that there is "cow puss" in milk. First of all, what the fuck is cow puss?! Does it even exist? Because it seems to me that people are just repeating what they've heard... Cow puss, give me a fucking break. Secondly, even if there is this "cow puss" in milk, I'll drink it anyway. What else am I supposed to put on me Lucky Charms?!
My nails were pissing me off, so I cut them down too far, now they hurt. But it's a small price to pay if I don't want them fucking up my bends.
I burnt my finger a while ago. I was too anxious to get my s'mores pop tarts out of the toaster oven... ouchy. But a burnt finger tip is worth it, cause hot damn those things are fucking godly.
Sleepy time.

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... Never telling how I felt is all I ever cared about ... [10 Mar 2004|10:25pm]
[ mood | pensive ]
[ music | Soilwork- As We Speak ]

Uhh... Yeah. Well, today wasn't as boring as yesterday. Still, nothing spectacular ever happens. Oh well.
Brian just left :) and I'm abnormally tired considering it's only 10:15 or something. Yet again, I have nothing great to say... My thoughts fuck with me, there's too much on my mind to even begin to bitch... I don't even know :-\ ... Fuck it.

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... The vast sound of tuning out ... [09 Mar 2004|11:02pm]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | Pantera- Floods ]

Figured I'd just keep up with updating this.
Today sucked... Didn't really suck, it was just boring. I've been so fucking tired all day, I took a nap a few hours ago. Still tired (of course)... and I'm hungry being that I'm so lazy, I'd rather sleep than eat. So I guess I'll go eat now, even though its like 11pm and I'll be sleeping soon.
These internet journals never really make sense... Like... Who the fuck am I typing to? I suppose its to all you people that clicked on that linky thing in my info... Yeah. Well, I could give a shit less if anyone reads it or not, even though its rather obvious that they do (hence the.. what? 56 comments to that one post.. HA)... Alright. I'll go eat, play guitar and sleep, these days are so repetative.

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... My arms, your hearse ... [08 Mar 2004|11:42pm]
[ mood | discontent ]
[ music | Hot Water Music- God Deciding ]

Fuck this is like the 5th one today (tonight)... Is that like a record or something? Okay, so yeah, this is supposedley a "journal" right? Then maybe I should bitch to it or something.
Well for one thing, people must be fucking stupid to think they can lie to me and get away with it. I mean goddamn, if you think I'm believing you about some bullshit you just told me, chances are I'm not. Of course I'll play along like I don't know you're full of shit, but I know damn well. So don't bullshit me, fuck face.
On a somewhat different note... Ever get the feeling that you're just setting yourself up to get screwed? (no, not literally, ass) ...Yeah, I don't fucking know. I won't go into detail. Feels like I'm waiting for something, but I don't know what, and right now and occasionally I'll get the feeling that whatever it is, it isn't good. There's nothing I can do about it, just hope I'm wrong, which I probably am. Somethings give me a reason to wonder why I even bother with certain things... But there's still nothing that can be done to change this, it seems nothing can reassure me. But I don't have many doubts, only sometimes.
This guitar pick somehow got bent... Now it resembles a dorito... Except it's black, plastic and lack's cheese powder.
It'd be nice if I fucking took my mp3 player off of repeat... I don't realize I've been listening to the same shit for the past half hour until I actually stop and think about it.
Maybe it's a good thing that I don't have a penis. There was this time, not too long ago, where me and Christine were standing in my kitchen eating donuts. At that time (cough) it would have been disasterous if I had a wang. We spent a good 20 minutes talking about which donuts I'd like to stick my massive dong in... I seemed quite partial to the gooey ones.
Now that I've again, ranted about something for the 5th time today/tonight, I'll be going to sleep soon. Sleep is nice.

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This won't make sense to all but one: [08 Mar 2004|07:06pm]
[ mood | sleepy ]
[ music | Mindless Self Indulgence- The Retard Song ]

Alright- This goes out to a certain special someone out there ;-) Yeah, baby, you know it (hahaha)
Be sure to think of me while you're getting naked and putting on a paper dress that open IN THE FRONT!!!!! Get it over with so you won't have to bring tampons to prom (oh jesus no one else is going to get this). Our good friends Jack, Jim, Sam and Morgan wouldn't miss it for the world. I'll duke it out with you for a can of moose and some hair gel. I have your fucking toothbrush!! Bling Bling motha fucka, yet another ass. You can't spell but I have your glasses so can't blame ya right now (you blind FUCKER!!!). We'll kidnap some random blonde boy with tits and run it over repeatedley with my Volvo. Random equally spaced piles of vomit up the street lead to one point: the black hole :cough: "gimme back my pumas, hoe!". We need to learn some sort of spoon trick (for conspiracy purposes), and rather than 4, it'll take about 12 beers to make certain people look somewhat attractive ("get away from my ass!"). So stay on my basement floor, eating my nuts in your red jumpsuit, it's time to get fondled by some old guy in latex gloves... OF DEATH!!!!

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... I guess I only claim to be nice ... [08 Mar 2004|06:36pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]
[ music | Filter- Hey Man Nice Shot ]

Ahh still bored. I was violated at the doctor (just as I predicted)... Yeah.
Some people piss me off to no end (and no I'm not reffering to the namelss asshole leaving the comments cause that's just amusing.) I'm talking about the pathetic little bastards that have nothing to do but make themselves out to be the victim in almost every situation. Some people can't admit when they're wrong, so they go into some sort of denial and tell themselves that nothing they did was wrong, and that someone else is the asshole, when really, the only asshole in the situation is themself. Certain people can't be honest and quit lying and just admit their faults and try to fix them. They tell themselves and eachother that someone else is to blame, then they rant on and on about how much of an asshole they think that person is to make themselves feel better. How fucking immature can you get? I'm not saying everyone should be so mature, but in certain situations, maturity is required, but so often lacking. This is where all the bull shit begins. It's an endless cycle of pure crap and it's annoying as all fuck. Again, solution: Glock to your fucking ugly face.
Yeah... Just figured I'd rant about that for awhile.
I'm done now.

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Ahh.. On a lighter note... [08 Mar 2004|12:47pm]
[ mood | blank ]
[ music | Danzig- Twist of Cain ]

Well, shit... It's not even snowing anymore. No sooner do I get in the shower and they close school. So yeah, wakey wakey.
This is shaping up to be a pretty lame day. Have to go to the doctor at 2:30... They best not fondle me.
Again, there's nothing to say, so I'll go eat and do some of that guitar playing stuff. Later.

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ahh I love it [08 Mar 2004|12:45pm]
[ mood | calm ]

God I love these idiots that think they can piss someone off by leaving a comment on a website. It takes more than that, fucker.

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... Oh Crap ... [07 Mar 2004|12:26pm]
[ mood | sympathetic ]
[ music | Alk3- Tuck Me In ]

Alright... This weekend has been fucking weird. I'll just list these random events:
1. Farley came back to NY... so we met up with him. Went out, came back here (me, russ, farley, brian and zack)
2. Spent the entire night baking to no end.
3. Next day (Saturday), went to the mall (of course)... Bad idea.
4. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck! *confusion*
6. Sad time for Farley :( :(
7. Still sad, went to Zack's.
8. Me, Brian, and Russ leave Zack's... Went home.
9. (Sunday- Today) Farley goes back to NH ..::Big fucking sad face::.. Good luck, man. :(

Okay, so... This weekend has been good, yet sucked so hard. That's all I can say. I'm done here, maybe I'll write later or something.

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... Someone needs a "Jesus Beating" heh ... [03 Mar 2004|11:25pm]
[ mood | mellow ]
[ music | Hot Water Music- Turnstile ]

Hot damn!
My head hurts... I'm so tired. Fuck why am I even writing in here.

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oh yeah [01 Mar 2004|11:20pm]
[ mood | calm ]
[ music | Alk3- The Metro ]

Almost forgot... Alan is rad. He's on my team. Now I'm done.

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Jumpin' Jesus! [01 Mar 2004|09:31pm]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Opeth- Credence ]

Since when did my blurty shit become a place to post comments anonymously bitching at eachother? Eh, either way, it's rather amusing. Confrontation is nice.
Today was boring... I think I'm done.

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... Eh ... [29 Feb 2004|11:20pm]
[ mood | sleepy ]
[ music | Misfits- She ]

I have nothing important to say... School's tomorrow (fuck me)... I'm so fucking tired. Today was alright... Woke up at like 10:30am or something... Later on my mom talked to me about drugs and sex (haha), which is kind of coincidental considering... umm... nevermind :-P . Then I went out to the mall and stuff... and I came home (oh boy)... then Brian came over :-) and we went to walmart... and we came back here... and... heh heh. Okay, now that I've so pointlessly explained my day, I'll be heading to bed, because FUCK I'm tired.

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HAHAHA [28 Feb 2004|11:22pm]
[ mood | drunk ]
[ music | NoFx-Dad's BAd News ]

:)... Just so you know, it took me like 2 minutes to make that gay happy face.

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... Potato pancakes- Not just for Jews ... [28 Feb 2004|08:24am]
[ mood | cranky ]
[ music | Gwar- Penguin Attack ]

It's too fucking early to be awake. I don't even know why I'm updating this... I have a lot of shit to do... Well maybe not a lot but a good amount of shit to do compared to sleeping till 12 and eating all day. Ah, fuck this, I'll write later... or not.

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... Well, shit ... [27 Feb 2004|05:28pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]
[ music | Tool- Jesus Christ ]

Nothing good ever happens... It's not like I expect something wonderfully awesome to happen, but something needs to fucking happen cause this shit is boring.
People piss me off. When will they learn that their petty bull shit problems amount to shit in the long run.
I'll just ramble...
I go back and think, and I realize that I'm always on something (you know damn well- I needn't explain). I wouldn't even call it a problem, just a bad habit. I'm so bored with normailty that I have to alter everything just to get through the day- It's sort of pathetic. But it's either that or sleeping- which I do a tad too much. Eh... Why am I even bitching, it's not like I'm going to stop.
I hate when people complain about how much their life sucks, like anyone gives a shit. Then they go into the "I don't want to live anymore" deal. Well to all you who think like that- FUCK YOU. Get over yourself. You're a weak whore and just saying shit like that should give me the right to fucking shoot you in the face and piss all over your corpse, you ungrateful sonofabitch. Threatening suicide is not only the weakest bullshit you can do, but extremely fucking selfish. Quit your fucking bragging about how you hurt yourself and how it "releases your pain"... You can bitch about it to someone else, cause you're not getting attention from me about it. Go down a few vicodin, I can garauntee that'll make you feel so much better than barely cutting yourself (pussy!!). Hell, do whatever the fuck you want, just try not to annoy the shit out of people with your crap. Go die somewhere.
No, I'm not mean... Fuck, I'm an asshole.
I'll be going now.

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