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Wednesday, October 3rd, 2007
4:03 am - since fucking whenever
hi, im not dead, so there is no will written in a language i invented waiting for any of you slokas.
ive been writing and travelling, and researching and working on my foreign languages.
so im alive and well, and i dunno maybe ill write in here some more in the future.
take care sobaki.

current mood: creative

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Monday, January 22nd, 2007
6:14 am - sugar coated, or right up your ass?
i am death.

stay away.

current mood: dead

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Sunday, November 12th, 2006
3:31 am
nekromantik

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Friday, October 27th, 2006
3:40 am - ancestry
the more i read medieval european history and learn about the evolutions of language out of the middle ages, the more i feel akin to dracula himself.
fetterolf.
my family name, german immigrants that were in america since like fucking 1700. i mean, im the next in line to claim this country as my native land right after the chippewas.
fetterolf. now if you have no education in language evolution, youd just think that was a sweet last name.
then you realize, people have really only had last names on record for about six hundred years. and even then, for many of them they were merely named after the region they were from (the medicis, for example)
so lets dissect my ancestral name.
fetterolf.
anglicanized, obviously. no doubt it was once vaterulf. or vetterulf.
vater = father
vetter = cousin
ulf = the wolf
FATHER OR THE COUSIN OF THE WOLF.
now how that is not connected to vlad himself, i dont get it.
i may be a cousin of the wolfman, but i dont see that. im 30 and i dont have any chest hair. must be all this inter-breeding with the irish.

current mood: crazy

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Monday, September 11th, 2006
9:14 am - neat
My Interests Collage!Collapse )
Create your own! Originally Written By ga_woo, Hosted and ReWritten by darkman424

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Monday, July 3rd, 2006
2:18 am - blast from the past
so im driving around all weekend, trying to find a decent radio station.
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i generally hate every radio station around here because i think good (popular) music goes in cycles, and none of them play anything from any of those eras.
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(1940-1947, 1958-1966, 1979-1987)
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yes, all pop music since 1987 has sucked eggs. anyway, i find out that B-101 does an 80's flashback every weekend. YES! hall and oates, the cars, human league, even heard the tubes. but the one song i heard that stuck out was one i havent heard in 26 years.
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olivia newton john - magic.
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not because its an awesome song, by any definition. i mean the backup music is done by ELO, who kick ass. ok, actually it is an awesome song. but what did it for me is dredge up a memory. a memory of 1980 when that song was number 1 on the charts and played over and over again on the radio.
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and heres the memory.
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first of all the lyrics go like this..

You have to believe we are magic
Nothin' can stand in our way
You have to believe we are magic
Don't let your aim ever stray
And if all your hopes survive
Your destiny will arrive
I'll bring all your dreams alive
For you

and the memory.
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me and my uncle are going to this petshop to buy feeder goldfish for his piranhas in his 73 muscle-car, listening to this song. i'm four years old, in the front seat, no seatbelt, no child safety seat, grooving along with the song.. the part where she sings, 'nothing can stand in our way', i say 'except a dinosaur'.
my uncles loses his shit. i never remember him laughing that hard, and he was always laughing. i didnt get how funny that was at the time, but i get it now.
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think about it. youre listening to roller disco music. any singer of that genre is probably not that tough. and to make some statement like nothing can stand in our way is bound to be defeated. the wimpiest hardcore band could totally take a roller disco band.
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but no. i went beyond that thought pattern.
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oh you think nothing can stand in your way? i think this brachiosaurus might see things a little differently.
'FUCK! theres a dinosaur in our way! what do we do now?'
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laugh, its funny! :)

current mood: lmao

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Friday, June 16th, 2006
4:11 am - *punch*
hi
quandary..
why are movies about boxing always so awesome but boxing itself isnt quite as awesome
its better than basketball though. ugh.

current mood: sore

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Saturday, May 6th, 2006
7:31 am - it grows
i lost 3 $6 tournaments on party poker, and then i got 1st on a $11 table. so i'm up like 20 bucks.
yayyy!
oh, heres what i really wanted to talk about.
if i can mathematically prove that 4^0 is greater than 3^0 then i can enter the fourth dimension.
they both equal one, but what if one one is greater than the other one.
what if 4 = X x 10^x
and 3 = X x 10^-x
four grows.
fold a tesseract into a hypercube.
it grows.
it expands outside the universe.
the universe becomes a one-gon.
point and shrink back.
you can travel to any galaxy/pulsar known to man.
it only works with a time-based drive.
time cannot be measured in negative units, or zero.
"how long did that take?"
will never be ansewered by 'ZERO SECONDS' of "NEGATIVE 0.4 seconds"
space can have negative dimensions, temperature, equations, and so on, but never time.
four grows. four moves.
fuck this 3d universe. fuck it.

current mood: exanimate

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Thursday, April 27th, 2006
1:08 am - 1000 years in a box
once it was possible to conquer death itself by recording consciousness on silicon, it should have been known that a punishment worse than the penalty of death was to follow.
at this time, you must understand, the only crime punishable by death was treason.
social murder was accepted, as societal groups had fallen into rule by commons. state and central government functions were controlled by the corporation, but its inadmission of rule could never be brought into question, and hence, rebellion was pointless.
thus, cases of enemies against the state were rare.
rare, indeed. one rare example was myself.
my crime was writing.



(TO BE CONTINUED)
please comment if this piques your curiousity

current mood: writey

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Sunday, April 9th, 2006
6:48 am - new party game
call it celebrity birthday lottery
play for money of for fun
any number of players
gameplay:
1) log onto www.imdb.com
2) pick any actor or actress living or dead.
3) contestants then try to guess the birthday (including year of birth) of said actor or actress.
4) look up celeb's information
5) closest gets a point and gets to choose the next celeb, and go last in guessing the date.
6) repeat 2-5 until
first one to ten points wins.
*a variant may be played where if someone guesses the exact day, they automatically win.
so yeah.
hey
here's a picture of lenin.


current mood: chako

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Tuesday, March 14th, 2006
12:36 am - to expand..
this is what i meant to post instead of challenging an entire state to a drinking contest..
(although thats still on!)
new g.p. song. check it out..

have a drink
have thirteen drinks
have thirty drinks
you need to catch up with me..
we'll have a 12 pack for openers
maybe some baileys to sweeten our palates
and then my friend we reach for the old granddad
100 proof
no looking back now.
race for the toilet or try and keep up with me

i see you choking on tequila neat
you might as well bow to my feet
if i breathed on you i think youd fall
you werent much of a competitor at all

i think im calling this song 'ПИТЬЕ КАК БОГ' or for those of you who dont speak russian..
Peetya kak bog, which means 'drink as god'

obviously its not complete or perfect, but lets see you come up with something better after 11 beers and a 8 shots of 100 proof southern comfort, ASSHOLE!

current mood: creative

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Saturday, March 11th, 2006
5:12 am - his eulogy to biko had all the tears flowing..
drink is the scourge of the working class..
or is work the scourge of the drinking class?
after being put to the test myself, id like to declare myself the bantamweight* drinking champ of new jersey.
any and all challengers are welcome.
i just hope youre ready to knock back 40 beers or two bottles of bourbon.
I CAN BEAT ALL OF YOU!
*(bantamweight in professional boxing is between 112 and 118 pounds, bantamweight in my drinking championships is between 148 and 160 pounds.)

current mood: competitive

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Saturday, February 18th, 2006
8:35 am
how can you just leave me standing
alone in a world so cold
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or
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как можете вы оставить я для того чтобы стоять самостоятельно в холодном мире

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Sunday, February 12th, 2006
9:07 am - freeeeestyle
so me and barry pretty much spent the last three hours rapping about murdering cops, assaulting housewives and their fourteen year old daughters, and blowing up police stations.
rap is really violent. lyrically, anyway. although it doesnt have to be. egh.
although before the freestyle session we were writing violent metal lyrics and riffs.
oh and we took pictures of each other in the snow that didnt turn out so well.
cursed digital camera from 1998.
i hate that it snowed.
even though it really doesnt affect me in the least, i just hate it.
it never snows in the philippenes.
and i think i speak enough tagalog to get by.

current mood: grouchy

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Wednesday, February 8th, 2006
8:49 am
arnie: DEATH to the shitters of the world in 1979!
dennis: who are the shitters, arnie?
arnie: ALL OF THEM!

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7:35 am - hyle mooncoin
started as a guy in a dream.
the governor of a really geologically shitty planet.
picture the bonneville salt flats and expand that to almost all the land mass on an entire continent.
you cant build on it, you cant mine it, yeah theres really very little you can do with a shithole like that.
you cant build roads on salt pan, hyle, theyll sink.
you cant build skyscrapers unless you anchor the base into bedrock.
all you have here is salt, and last time i checked there was no shortage of salt in the galaxy.
hyle, i know almost nothing about construction but i know this. just sell this piece of shit planet.

the dream kind of ended there, but i know that hyle would never sell the planet.
he'd die there.

die for his dream.
after all, the guy did own a whole planet, granted it was more useless than mercury.
it did have breathable air, but so did the other seven planets in the san drachiel system.
hyle would die there.
and i'd visit his grave.
thats conviction.

current mood: hiccup-y

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Monday, January 30th, 2006
10:52 am - i reiterate...
i FUCKING HATE THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA AND ALL OPPRESSIVE FORCES EMPLOYED THEREIN.
that goes for cops, judges, beauraucrats, insurance agents, military personnel, and the rest of you cunts that love this system.
i want to cry thinking about how ceaucescu is dead. hes dead =*(
that was a beautiful man.
oh hey america, heres one you might have missed..
OUR CIA TRAINED THE TALIBAN TO FIGHT AGAINST THE SOVIETS. IF YOUR STUPID HERO RONALD REAGAN HAD JUST BACKED OFF AND LET THE COMMUNISTS TAKE OVER AFGHANISTAN, I DONT KNOW THERE WOULD STILL BE 700 ACRES OF VERTICAL OFFICE SPACE IN NEW YORK CITY?
i dont know about you, but the government has done nothing but fuck me.
i didnt get a dime from them when i decided to go back to college.. the fascist police have arrested me on three occasions, they refused my claim for unemployment, and now theyre paying to teach kids ABSTINENCE? not to mention wasting 600 BILLION dollars on a shitty 3 million square mile piece of DESERT!
600 billion would provide healthcare to the poor, college educations for EVERYONE who graduated high school in 2003-2008, mag-lev rail systems, and probably the end of alzheimers and lou gehrigs disease.
NAHHHHHH
lets waste it on a desert waR!!!!
SATAN isnt that evil. who is DUBYA trying to be? azathoth? cthulhu?
cause hes already surpassed the evil that the bible made satan out to be.
yeah come arrest me, FBI.
youll have a fucking fight trying to lock me up.

current mood: fucking angry

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Monday, January 9th, 2006
5:45 am - thanks jeff!
my bad luck streak has been cracked!
after getting my ass handed to me (by jeff) in a live cash game, i totally came back. three tournaments in a row, i cashed. 3rd, 1st, and 2nd.
yay money!
if only it was enough to pay the bills for a month..
either way. nice to be on the up and up for a change.

current mood: complacent

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Friday, January 6th, 2006
11:15 am - ah, wikipedia..
this is what a 100-quintillion pengo looks like. thats a pretty large bill. must have been hard to get those changed. 'sorry, all ive got change for is ten quadrillion.'
im gonna buy one of these on ebay. i saw a couple for like 99 cents. the only thing that stinks is that nowhere on the bill does it say '100,000,000,000,000,000,000'. cause thatd be neat.

also, they printed these but never circulated them. this one is a 1-sextillion pengo. thats a billion trillion to you and me. if you ask me, this is one fine-looking banknote.

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Wednesday, December 7th, 2005
4:16 am - the pazuzu has landed
professional gambling hasnt been working out for me lately.
im only netting three or four dollars a day.
that may be a fortune in bangladesh or mozambique, but my middle-lower class lifestyle requires at least $40 a day.
i mean im eventually gonna need new shoes.
and rent isnt cheap when you live alone.
not to mention being dealt near lethal blows by the state.
please dont laugh at me if you see me working at wawa sometime in the next six months.
CAUSE IF YOU DO IM GONNA SPIT ON YOUR SANDWICH.
life isnt fair.
i have six years of mechanical robotics engineering experiece, and a well.. TWO year degree (in the 80s that was worth something).
now i cant even go to college like ive BEEN trying to do because the cops took my license away.
thank you america. thank you for that orwellian image of a boot stomping on a human face forever.
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do you know why i like stalin more than dubya?
because in soviet union, there was no illusion that if you worked hard, MAYBE you might make something of yourself.
NO YOU DIG DITCH!
but in the back of your mind you think, okay if i dig this ditch EXACTLY to specs, maybe i get on the planning crew.
point is..
having no hope in the first place is better than having hope and seeing it dashed to pieces.
wounded hearts are stronger than broken hearts.

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