Friday, August 24, 2007
 yesterday i was supposed to do a rock n roll show but i didnt end up doing a rock n roll show. i ended up doing a radio show.
the difference between the two is getting laid and fucking the shit out of someone.
when i was at ucsbs daily nexus we wanted to fuck the shit out of things.
matt welch fucked the shit out of the weather box.
for example.
seems to me that these days nobody wants to fuck the shit out of anything. they wanna just show up, turn off the lights, crawl in there and get it over with.
i demand passion.
im sorry if it looks ugly sometimes. ITS SUPPOSED TO LOOK UGLY SOMETIMES!
does no one understand punk rock? does no one understand that with change comes shrapnel and dust and loud noise and destruction?
i was ready to destroy something last night which is the way i like my music my ladies and my rock n roll radio shows.
karisa and i saw the wounded cougars the other day. they were somewhat interested in the passion. on paper they were totally passionate. dude had this body suit on with no underwear and you could see everything you didnt want to see and a whole lot less than youd expect.
he was fucking the shit out of his spandex bodysuit. ill give him that one.
several times a week i will look at someone and say, im the crazy one, arent i. and they'll say no its the other guy or the other girl or the world.
and id rather be the crazy one because at least then i could get some legal meds.
instead im just - i ll tell you exclty what it is
perfect girl called 15 minutes ago but you knew there was trouble
and its the summer
and its LA
and i could totally sleep in later if i wanted.
and with the weather it is right now, who wouldnt want to get in trouble with a girl like that starting after midnight with a few cocktails already inside both of us.
but i am the crazy one cuz i kept saying the only thing thats gonna get me out of this house is two of you.
and part of me is nervous that she'll do it because
shes likes to fuck the shit out of things too
the difference is she doesnt like to stop.
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