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| | | | when did06/24/11 at 09:20 AM by sjb2k1 |
everyone on here get so fucking pissy? i can't go into a single thread these days without seeing someone jump on another person. in one case, for using the word "rad." really? the fuck. yeah it's the internet, blar blar blar.
i need to go back to just lurking for a while. can't wait until i'm at the Great Blue Heron next week, stuck in the woods without electronics. sometimes i want to give in to the urge to move to alaska and live in a shack in the woods without contact with anyone. | |
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| hey morons06/21/11 at 07:42 AM by sjb2k1 |
| stop asking for leak links. i'm getting carpal tunnel in my right wrist from all the infraction giving. | |
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| currently digging06/14/11 at 07:12 PM by sjb2k1 |
charlie simpson - young pilgrim
didn't know this guy existed before last week, and now his album is probably in my top 10 for the year. have been listening nonstop. trying to get everyone i know to listen to him. "parachutes" is one hell of a song.
bon iver is also in high rotation. love that too. def top 10 contender as well. | | Tags: currently digging, charlie simpson, bon iver |
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| what she left/what she took05/25/11 at 10:48 AM by sjb2k1 |
she left her shoes, her t-shirts, a hairbrush, and medicine.
she took my heart, my kisses, and the i love you from my lips. | |
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| what happened to being professional?04/21/11 at 08:23 AM by sjb2k1 |
really. all this shit with YMAEWK has brought out some really shitty things in a lot of people. cody payne has always been a douchebag, but now i see richard reines tweeting such immature bullshit.
DUDE, you run a record label. a dead, shitty, joke shell of a record label, but a label nonetheless. it's pathetic. what happened to being professional and minding your own business and taking the higher road?
whatever. | |
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| boggles my mind04/20/11 at 08:08 PM by sjb2k1 |
| regarding people's lack of understanding on how addiction works. | |
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| an offer04/20/11 at 03:22 PM by sjb2k1 |
if it really is the drink that killed YMAEWK (and even if it isn't, booze is just another substitute for whatever it is) this is an open offer to Ben Liebsch: PM me here, email me @ sjb2k1 at yahoo dot com, hit me up on AIM at sjb2k1....whatever. next time you're in Carrboro or Chapel Hill or Raleigh or Greensboro or wherever near me, i'd be more than happy to take you to a meeting.
i will bend over backward to give back to others what has been so freely given to me. remember, 24 hours at a time. that's all we can do. one day after another. one foot in front of the other.
taking the first step is the hardest, no doubt about it.
actually, this goes for anyone reading this. if you are ever in this area, let me know, and we'll go together. alcoholism doesn't take a vacation when you do. not near me? hit me up here and we'll do one online.
my life now is a gift. i don't know how else to say it. | |
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| breaking the rules04/19/11 at 10:11 PM by sjb2k1 |
AA is all about attraction rather than promotion, but I've been having a pretty good run of it lately. I was walking out of the grocery store earlier, bags in one hand, keys in the other, and the warm air hit my face...and everything was peaceful. Awesome serene moment where everything made sense. Two things that stick in my mind at the moment:
"he walked out a free man"
after 5 months of white knuckling, i walked into an 8:30 am saturday AA meeting and walked out a free woman. and i have been free ever since. no more worrying if i have enough beer, or needing to stop and get some or losing control or getting sick or fighting or waking up feeling like i want to die. admitting my alcoholism is my ticket to freedom. no more lying. no more hiding things. no more being controlled by that addiction. i am a free woman.
"we will not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on it"
letting go, but never forgetting. past actions are past. i can't beat myself up forever. but i cannot forget what i deal with every day. i'd call it a fight but i don't struggle anymore. at least not the way i used to. but in the words of apu nahasapeemapetilon's mom, "never forget who you are."
my name is stephanie, and i am an alcoholic. a grateful, recovering one. | |
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| currently digging04/16/11 at 10:12 PM by sjb2k1 |
music: "weathered" - the hotel year, and anything of the Eda genre
books: "the assassin's accomplice" - kate larson
tv: hockey playoffs (thanks baby, for reminding me that hockey exists)
and the yankees game will be televised tomorrow. bangorang! | | Tags: currently digging |
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| it's official04/12/11 at 09:24 PM by sjb2k1 |
relationship status changed on Facebook. pictures of us posted and tagged. (eventual ex-)wife is still a friend on Facebook.
awkward? awkward.
but i am happier than a pig in shit, hahaha
omg cutest people ever:
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| ATTN: Crappy Pop Bands04/04/11 at 06:14 PM by sjb2k1 |
All Time Low, I'm looking at you...particularly you, Gaskarth:Originally Posted by AlexAllTimeLow These are the silliest lyrics I've ever written. It's an intentional, and sarcastic jab at the current state of radio...(Did write it with Rivers, after all) The irony will then be if works, so here's to hoping it does. I assure you that the lyrical content on the rest of the
record does not follow suit. Have fun with it... Clearly it's not a song intended to make you think. |
In the land of Alanis Morrisette's ironic, yeah, this will be ironic if it does well.
HOWEVER, in the land of correct meanings of words, writing a shitty pop tune like everything else on the radio to get popular...and then getting popular....not so much. That's not really the "opposite of what's expected."
Irony, gents, would be if you wrote a shitty, shitty pop song with no intention of it ever making it to radio, and then somehow it got picked up anyway. So really, what it seems to me, is you're full of shit....or woefully misinformed about what you're trying to do here.
Either way, that song is terrible. | | Tags: grammar, irony |
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| happy birthday to me03/30/11 at 03:03 PM by sjb2k1 |
exactly 28 years ago i appeared on this earth. wednesday, march 30, 1983 was a pretty awesome day, i'd say.
thanks mom...and dad too, i guess you helped. | |
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