| Wednesday, September 6th, 2006 |
| 7:32 am |
aaron yost
Alcoholism is a form of drug addiction. So before you go blabbing about being so righteous with your beer in your hand and ego in the other, take a second to get your blurry head together and realize the hypocrisy and lies you are spreading. You do your drugs Ill do mine. Each to their own. If you have something to say about me or my friends say it at least to my face. |
| Monday, March 7th, 2005 |
| 7:37 am |
donate to my life.
wrote and recorded some musik with russell. probably do some more tonight. should be bomb. i am planning on purchasing a laptop. then the full on mobile recording madness will be in effect. dude in texas recording bass while dude in bremerton plays glockenspiel while dude in seattle plays drums... its endless!! plus it would be sweet for demo-ing. tigght. oh man i had a weird dream that i bought a pack of ciggarettes... WTF!!! well im glad that's not true. <3 jeremy |
| Monday, October 18th, 2004 |
| 8:59 am |
I am happy. Had a good weekend. Feeling very refreshed. No paranoia. Because I have it all right now. Every little piece of the puzzle is intact and preserved. We'll see how long I can hold that together. Stress kills people. But it all works out in the end. Usually with an acting out whether in words or physically. People work themselves out. People don't work people out. They can help but it always comes down to finding your own needs. For some reason I can find that balance of rationalizing myself. I had an amazing weekend. <3 |
| Sunday, October 3rd, 2004 |
| 12:49 pm |
MMM... So pretty much my life is completely different lately. Much more dorkier if you will. Today I played Final Fantasy III all morning. Yesterday I watched spirited away again. I really need to take that out of my dvd player. Today I really want to get over to seattle and hit up scarecrow video. I want to pick up "vampire hunter D" and "hellsing". mmmm.... yes staying at home and being lazy is fun. Plus were all stocked up on food and jonah is at my feet so it is definately entertaining. So I can get a free ticket for social distortion. But Im not sure if A.) I want to see Mike Ness in his wheelchair. B.) The new social distortion is not too good. C.) We might have a show that night. But I suppose I will see. I don't like bitterness, spitefulness, and hate. Some people seemed to be filled with that. "It's a one way window and all you see is yourself. The illusion is another but it is always yourself." Have a good day everyone. |
| Wednesday, September 29th, 2004 |
| 12:54 am |
Hello world.
Figuring yourself out is probably the most important thing in life. Then you can help others. This might sound crazy, yes it does. But I forget all the time. Today I saw out the window, through a straw, with one eye closed and my head strapped to a wall. That is all anyone sees. It just is. Don't ask why. Who knows? More semi-blind people? Like I said, figure yourself out. That is all. Then you can be a good human. You'll get it. It just is. So it goes. |
| Monday, September 27th, 2004 |
| 10:14 pm |
Today I listened to...
Planes Mistaken For Stars - Up In Them Guts
Nada Surf - Let Go
Stereotyperider - Prolonging The Inevitable
Gosling - e.p.
Black Eyes - s/tAnd I made some homeade 4 track diddies with fruity loops and a guitar and 2 string bass. Then I passed out for a long time. EXHAUSTION. I read "Slaughter House Five" by Kurt Vonnegut on tour and now I am going to read "Island" by Aldous Huxley. |
| 12:41 am |
I think forever.
My cat Jonah is gone. He has supposedly been gone for 8 and a half days. I miss him very much. I hope to see him again soon. |
| Friday, September 10th, 2004 |
| 5:06 pm |
my head its pounding.
Last night I was in my own world. I don't know why but I have never felt so in tune with what I was playing and following. And that is not just a saying and description that can be explained in words. What the fuck is going on. It's changing and that is for the best. I love these conversations with myself. I have them often. Also with others too. Its present but unspoken and that is how it is pure. Thats how all things are pure. When they are unrecognized. ha ha! I just blew it. Oh well. So tonight I have no real plans. We are practicing and Im stoked but tired as hell. Mr. Kyle B is going to hang out with me tonight and that is always a classic time. Perhaps getting drunk down by the dock and falling in would be an option. Naw I don't want to scare the fish... Or a trip to the big city!!! But tonight is definately not a wine night. Im feeling to good lately and content to ramble on all night about problems. Its the fucking weekend and Im already bored out of my mind. hahah haha hahah ahhaha Its so fun. <3 JjjjjjJJjjjjJJJjjjjJJJJjjjJJJ |
| Tuesday, September 7th, 2004 |
| 5:31 pm |
Taking dads car and Im goin' to the city.......
Going with Nick and Andy "boom boom" Buswell to see the almighty MXPX tonight. The Divorce is opening. Should be good times... Hopefully I see Andy Moore there tonight. I am thoroughly exhausted from this weekend. Oh yeah I saw jolene and was it bettina??? Just thought you might want to know that. They looked liked they were doing good. Tomorrow I WILL hang out in suquamish, after practice of course. Goodnight, love youuuuuuu. <3 Jeremy |
| 8:07 am |
This Weekend soooo craAZZYZZzzyyyyy
kyle aya seattle orange juice jordan green lights sleep fungus led zeppelin III cover posters craziness enon josh bumbershoot thai food thai ice teas stolen wallet the return of the stolen wallet unharmed u district late nights in suquamish heather d. jenny lauren opium fountains teddy bear wallet ideas signing autographs with charlos signing two penises and two "chests" holleys getting a tattoo of my autograph (yeah right) deja vu' homeade kane hodder shirts josh k. tony skateboarding late nights early mornings interesting conversations waterfronts summersaults @ 4 in the morning? thousands of people interrogation holley pagliaccfjiosufsl pizza passing out in the car my couch but brand new and sleeping on it the dismemberment plan katie drew danielle himsa bracelet hunting heather casy andy moore knowing every pixies song robbi annie against me! vaux russ brad ralphs deli bus riding trying to figure out bremertons shitty bus system ferries more ferries blackberry festival tom tyler pixies built to spill the divorce garrett grassy knolls registering to vote center house pasta curry movies that never were watched boards of canada drawing on the ferrys exhaustion tripping on everything bremerton jr. high rooftop beatles vince corey the velvet teen trying to sneak in to bumbershoot us playing the whats next stage (blew my mind) pictures bag breaking getting new bag the new blood brothers khaki king mukilteo express lanes dicks running out of gas (of course) dad in the emergency room jesses mom giving me a ride jesses mom forcing me to go buy a soda jesses mom the gambler sleep talking the diner decorated ciggarette pack the hurricane parks parks and more parks laziness longwave walking plans for more plans getting lost getting lost again and again deathcab for cutie U.S.E. megan backstage stealing many little sodas fights brad stealing lots of lighters tylers recordings chris engine down ashley laughing way too much sleepovers chillin no work for 4 days charley nick and eric botch chain smoking c.thomas howell as the soul man (5 times over) friends i havent seen in forever the fire theft poker pesto bagels sweaters sleep! |
| Friday, September 3rd, 2004 |
| 10:26 am |
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| Tuesday, August 31st, 2004 |
| 12:16 pm |
its goneee
So I don't have a cell phone anymore. At least not for a while until I can pay my bill. I don't get too many hours lately at my job and it kinda sucks. I need $$$. So if you need something just reply here, catch me on aim. Maybe I should just make some "messages" posts where people need to tell me stuff and they can write it there. ehhh I dunno. No work today either so I will be bored at home. Someone should kidnap me and hang out with me today. I can't drive either. Im pathetic as of right now. <3 Jeremy |
| Monday, August 30th, 2004 |
| 9:04 am |
Your mouth changed. You don't even look the same anymore. Or maybe my eyes changed/its been that way since 2004. The facts are... exactly that. I don't want it anymore. In fact I don't want to see, feel, or sound to be the same. Your preoccupation with playing with the mouse is not really what I would have imagined it to be. It's your eyes who are clouded. Your life is a luxury that you can't afford/some outfits seal that fate. Your wants are too much/Your heart selfish and cold. My stomache is sick lately. It's that feeling/you know the one that makes me smile as if their were strings pulling on my face. As if my own free will couldn't push me to do that simple task. It's your smile that can ruin a day. If we set our lives on fire/you would steal the water from me. I would burn for days while you reclined in relaxation of oceans of water. Yeah your eyes are wide with the anticipation of ruin and lies. Your disaster/My disaster. Cutting the connection now will dissolve the core. No more/No less. I don't want to be connected to some god awful lame excuse of a friendship/that is a cover up for disaster. Nothing looks right/smells right. I got to go/you won't understand. I dont care, it's not for you, it's for me. Confused? Yeah you always are. Don't ask me to figure it out/it's not for me anymore. This last part is for you/you probably think this is about you. It's not/I didn't tell anyone. It isn't what you think/it is what you think. But it is not about you. I could be destroyed by you yet I still always see things/they are better there. Your presense has meaning/the music I give you and picures to remind you. You do remember/youwantthingstobethesame. Is that too much?/or will we be condemned to a life of wonder. Yes.No |
| Sunday, August 29th, 2004 |
| 12:47 pm |
chimera obscurant
two eyes doesn’t mean double vision / i never questioned this stance but now / i’ve been seeing things / i can hear a voice in the distance / trying to turn my attention to their truth / someone’s moving behind the curtain / i point it out to my friends / but they don’t see a thing / i just keep my synaptic active / to prepare for the day that they do / cos this ain’t how it ends / and they’ll say* / let’s hear it / for the post-moderation / for tolled salivation / who cares so much about these things / availed denomination / the ‘so shall’ domination / *now i think it’s funny i feel distant / i’d run away if it’d make any difference / i’d look up my childhood crushes / but they’ve all have their own children since / and even if their hearts tarnish / they've gold wedding bands to hide the green / pearly gates to show from her past or his mouth / he too bears the burden of a bulbous belly / yeah, yeah, i know, i know this veil ain’t real / and still it never fails to fall or send me reeling / i awaken to the same ceiling / and i can’t seem to shake this sick feeling i don’t need surgery to keep my smile fixed / ever confidant, never nervous / for i feel nothing / i work hard and come from a respected family / we take care of each other, we do / we won’t live until we shed this skin / oh, to be free again / a vestige interest in the instrumental moment / you’ll know it when / now all the pieces keep falling faster / your letters spelling disaster / i wish i was in paris getting plastered / cos all this masquerading’s started my façade fading / turned my quiet heart to hating / whatever / it is that we’ve been waiting for (it) / when they’ll say* / let’s hear it / for drained health and elation / brain cell annihilation / who cares so much about these things / pupil dilation / more light to the patient / *that every word that i’m speaking / will poison the chance that you’re listening / i know that you think you’d be missing out / with an answer / that we can’t make out or make up / but even if we black out and break up / it’s just a breath ‘fore we’re looking back, laughing out / cos every end’s a beginning, beggin' to get back in / you know i’ll come around, if you just let me sleep in / with each wave more violent than the last / i’ll keep my thoughts silent till they pass / we’re not ready yet / they’ll say you’ve got to build your tolerances now and then / make your heart a callus with thicker skin / i just can’t seem to shake this (sic) fealing the more they interfere to forestall me / the clearer i hear her calling me, calling me / i must have struck a nerve cos someone’s following me / i pull over to the shoulder of the freeway / my history profiled on the licensed registry / the shepherd keeps a careful eye on his personal inventory / saying we’re the same so come on, child, you’ve slept enough / and i know you’re tired but i’m waking you up / there is much to be done, and we’re right on the cusp / of this shit getting real, i’m mean really, really fucked / every sheep for the shearing waiting around non-plussed / trading branding irons for brand-name cuts / we were born in labor, baptized in dust / given life anew as a living trust / with every hair numbered and cross-referenced / for each soul they claim to save, they have added interest / with a price on your head, what you think matters not / every credit card statement, every lie you’ve bought / rates our exchanged faith for the next fiat / on the blotter paper, the blood don’t clot / it just bleeds you dry and then leaves you to rot / in a dead end job till at last you drop / into this old noose, with the rope drawn taut / left with your hands bound so they’ll never be caught / you may sabotage our education / to a calculated chaos born of confusion / a controlled market through the inflation / truly euthanasia to waste on the young / but, we’ve caught you now, and we’re cutting your funds / we outnumber you over a million to one / it’s a sharp weapon, but the point’s left blunt / there’s no skill to the game, no challenge to the hunt / with each target deaf, blind, and reticent / got your ducks in line for the same false front / cos when free will costs even ten percent / false tongues speak lies over catholic hunts / from the cathepsin to the cathexis / i’ll bear the stigmatic focus of the anti-catechist / with each catalytic pill slowly slitting my wrists / so when i raise my hand, see my bloody fist / may have killed brain cells, but i’ve kept my wits / and i'd rather go sooner to have known and said this / i’ve peaked at the end, where the answer sits / all the rest is just problems and more questions / hear the classes getting loud and the teacher getting pissed / in the end this pattern goes 666 / soon my name’s showing up on every government list / free speech shouldn’t cost, let alone be a risk / so when i die young, it’ll prove me right / cos it won’t be pills, swear it won’t be the knife / no matter how hard it gets, i’m in this for life / and i’m never giving up till we make things right / god gave me this voice, so i can’t stay quiet / they can’t kill this love, i’ll come back to fight / to return each star and remove each stripe / from each prism cell, we’ll refract the light / to reveal each move, catch the thieves in the night / make them share what’s left and return our rights / though it may still shine from a hormone diet / this knowledgeable fruit’s grown overripe / and robbed his breath, birth absorbed he / when the planets line up, every eye shall see / that this invite-only disparity party / has brought enough despair to the already broken-hearted / in the wake of greed, in the name of flow-charting / leaving broken-homes where once were gardens / see it’s our pale horse that we’re riding in on / bringing pestilence as a plague of love / with hell at our heels and heaven catching on / it’s the hanged man, it’s the crux fiction / it’s the pentagram, it’s the pentagon / it’s david’s star, it’s the pyramid song / what was once upright / now is upside down / and isaiah, it’s a revelation / 2368, 2701 / means a way out / and if i can, you know i’m bringing everyone |
| 1:56 am |
I woke up at 10:30pm after sleeping all day. This weekend has felt like a week. This is what I did. Got off work. Got PAID$$ Practice Seattle Andy and Alissas sleepover Breakfast mmmmmmm.... Drive Drive Drive Spokane Carls Jr. The six dollar burger indie rock girl boo radleys lots of kids 1.00$ pabst many homeless/drunk encounters rain show power cutting out himsa as i lay dying amazing charley rocking out in the bar me and charley playing save me jesus songs on the street drunk for money long ass fucking drive home nick driving the whole way Xthe trooperX home sleep? andy buswell and adali on the ferry seattle U district the velvet teen no sleep cafe bellalarllrieiarou? came home today slept all day woke up to find out that I am stupid and slept and forgot to go to andys bbq =( hung out with charley and eric until i felt i was going to pass out again dog getting ran over pool pinball game sleeeppp now i think i might do that. The Velvet Teen - The Great Beast February e.p.The Velvet Teen - ElyssiumNada Surf - Let Go |
| Tuesday, August 24th, 2004 |
| 1:26 pm |
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No work today. I think I will try something new... |
| Sunday, August 22nd, 2004 |
| 8:36 pm |
so long.
This weekend equaled... Ditching work. Camping. Seattle. Guitars. Shows. Bellingham. Drunkeness. Fights. Sand. Conversations. Strawberries and Hot Chocolate. Velvet Teen Ben Gibbard. Cex. Idiot Pilot. The Black Brothers. Pictures. Mogwai. Wine. South. Phoenix. lots of smoking. rocks. crazy dancing puppet man. 1$. aliens in the woods. drunken sailor hero guy. barbed wire. exstension flashlights. rain. no sleep. sunrises. taco bell. cellophane square. breakdancing with andy. dead manaray. stars. ruby beach. tylers apartment. charley. ferries. coffee. and lots of love... |
| Thursday, August 19th, 2004 |
| 3:11 pm |
yo boizzzz
Im not gonna be able to go to the meeting. I have to meet with that dude whos motorcycle I thrashed yesterday. Could someone text me and let me know what time we are meeting up tommorow?? I might go camping with kyle tonight and Im just wonering what time I need to be back. My cell phone is kinda fucked right now. I cant hear anything when people call. so that would be amazing if someone could let me know! textttt messageeeinnggg. THANKSSSSS LOVE JERMssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss sssssssssss |
| 12:07 pm |
another day another dolla.
Working today... yep same as every weekday. To stay out of trouble I am going to record some songs Ive been working on. I finally got my 4 track out of storage and I need to get them down on tape. The words have come so easily lately due to horrific drama in my life. I think I will play everything for the songs. I have alot of ideas for every instrument. Also been writing a lot of new riffs to throw out for the NEW kane hodder material that we will be writing over the next year. Gonna be able to record those too. Anyone down to hang out and have a tailgate party and drink a little tonight? Give me a call. I will be in tacoma for a little bit but after I am downnnn. I guess life wants me to fail badly. But that don't phase me. I am invincible... riiiiggghhhhtttt. <3 |
| Wednesday, August 18th, 2004 |
| 8:43 pm |
OK SO WHAT THE FUCK.
NOT AGAIN!!! EVERYDAY MY LIFE GETS SHITTIER AND SHITTIER!! I THOUGHT THAT THE WORST WAS BEHIND ME. I WAS WRONG. I WILL SPARE YOU THE DETAILS BUT ILL JUST SAY I HIT A GUY ON A MOTORCYLCE TODAY IN MY DADS WORKTRUCK. FUCK. (IT WAS NOT MY FAULT EITHER) |
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