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|Friday, May 4th, 2007|
I would like to go on the record as saying that if, in fact, we were all from Africa, we'd all have too much chicken grease on our hands and watermelon on our faces to get anything done. Current Mood: Racist
|Thursday, January 12th, 2006|
peace dude. you're my boy.
|Saturday, April 30th, 2005|
If anyone would have an interest in living in a glorious palace by the sea this summer, here's your chance. Just four blocks from the beach on Garfield street in the famed city of Wildwood, we are renting a mansion. This third floor residence includes four bedrooms with 2 queen sized beds in each, a kitchen, a larger than normal living room, TWO bathrooms, an enclosed front porch with a tv and couches that you can see the ocean from, and a balcony. That means that even if you chose to only weekend, you could still sleep in a bed because we only have six full timers and we have eight beds. There are also multiple couches so floor sleeping will be unheard of. There will be a steady supply of alcoholic beverages and never a shortage of fun. Weeking, which consists of coming down whenever you can find the time, costs six hundred dollars. Fulltimers, which we are still looking for, pay just short of one thousand. If anyone has any interest, please let me know. AIM: MMcCarthy3. Cell: 215-901-9767
|Tuesday, March 29th, 2005|
|I call a spade a spade, it just is what it is
April - Cereality, Kramer house party (?), Westchester visit, WrestleMania XXI, Getting license, finding Midgetville, Doc Watson's Tribute Part 2, Penn State trip, Sin City, Drunk Diner Trip, Movie Day, Junior Prom, Shore, drunken stumble to Wawa, kicking Ted's ass if I have mono, going to class less, finish reading choke, start reading the Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, Consunming the overloaded cracker, back down the shore with the fam, Drivng around a drunk Chris Lyons (!), My birthday, New Ben CD, Finally Beating San Andreas, probably a Soul game, Fashioning a make-shift Boba Fett costume, working, whatev...
May - New Family Guy episodes, Star Wars Episode III, Alkaline Trio's Crimson comes out, Ben Folds at the Electric Factory, moving down the shore, getting arrested. Current Mood: cheerful
|Saturday, March 5th, 2005|
ok, for starters, i am wrecked, lik really really wrecked. i sutmbled in drunk, went to where my dad was sleepong, napped my computer unnoticed, and slipped upstairs. to behgin with, id like to say have a great time in california to all the california bound people. Melissa, i hope you have the greatest week of the school year as people are out there visiting. Krame, Therese, amd Salera. have a great time. ?Meliss, tell th,e i saoid hgsave a great time if they get out there before seeing this. you guys rock..
chris lyons, boooooooo you.
i wasnt planning on drinking tonight, then all my plans got called off so i got smashed,
dining car!!! wooo!
my ex-archnemesis is my best friend.
i doubt ill see anybody this breeak, im gonna be a hermit. yeah.
except for rick. rick, we gotta hang out in the next week, we havent in a while.
that is all..
*EDIT*: i wanna hang out with everybody else too. fuck the hermit.
Also, i realize i've been a big drunk updater recently, and I think I have it figured out. it's just that when you're drunk in a room and cant make noise, there's not much to do, and so this journal is turned to. ill try to cut down on it in the future.
|Monday, February 28th, 2005|
|the granddaddy of them all
Hey sorry everyone for two posts in one day, but this one will be really important to all none of you who care. WrestleMania 21, "Rowdy" Roddy Piper returns with a Piper's Pit segment with special guest "Stone Cold" Steve Austin. Pumped as fuck. That is all. Current Mood: jubilant
|Saturday, February 26th, 2005|
|I got 99 problems...
"You were forty times worse than Ted's ever been"
- Chris Lyons
These words were said to me this morning, and it makes me sad. I don't want to be that bad, ever. I have no recollection after a point. I was in a really good spot for a while too, and then things got ugly. The Great American Diner doesn't want me back. People were / are pissed at me. I feel like an asshole, to the supremest degree. Never again, man, never again. Sorry.
I don't want to hang out with the people I saw last night, because I feel really, really dumb. I hate when that happens.
There's only two places I can hang out tonight and not feel like a sloppy ass. Desales Univeritsy....Pennsylvania State University....one of the two of you....here I come... Current Mood: drunk
|Tuesday, February 22nd, 2005|
|Sunday, February 13th, 2005|
|Your mind is lined with layers of lead...
I always post when I'm pissed or upset about something, and never when things are good, so I'm changin it up a little bit. The past month has been nothing short of spectcular, and things are only getting better.
Philadelphia has a really good crowd of people in it. It's not the same as it was a year ago, but it still has a really GOOD group of people.
It feels like it's April outside, like the way it feels right before the carnivals stop popping up everywhere. I love this kind of weather.
I'm officially archnemesis-less at the moment. I kinda need a new one.
I am finally getting excited about the approach of the summer. I had previously been kinda indifferent towards the whole thing because most people from last year won't be back (*cough* SW *cough), but I'm now really looking forward to the whole thing. I'm not a beach guy or anything, but there's nothing I want more than to be able to walk the crowded hot boardwalk on random nights before (or after) drinking. And Simmons, you bitch, live with us.
Michael J. Kaiser, you have joined the ranks of the drunkest kids I've ever seen, and I loved every second of it. AR 04. Current Mood: optimistic
|Friday, January 28th, 2005|
it's 11 oclock on a friday afternoon, i just got home from school, and i am drunk. good nigth to you.
|Wednesday, January 26th, 2005|
01. Reply with your name and I will write something about you.
02. I will then tell what song(s) remind me of you.
03. Next, I will tell you who you remind me of, celebrity/animated or otherwise.
04. Last, i will try to name a single word that best describes you.
05. Put this in your journal.
|Monday, January 24th, 2005|
shore house 2005. weekend in it. please. it's on garfield.
people living there: me, jt murph, kev gallagher, steve ballay, and pete pinnel.
definate weekenders so far: chris lyons.
we need weekenders. hop in on this shit people. that is all.
|Tuesday, January 4th, 2005|
|Year in Review
Well, it's 2005. Not to sound sappy, but I can't believe how good the past twelve months have been. I'm finding myself kinda down at the moment, just knowing that it's all over and there's no getting it back. Half of the friends I had in the past year I hardly talk to anymore, and those that I do still have contact with I wonder how much longer we'll remain friends. It blows. However, this isn't really bothering me, because this break has made me realize more than ever who my real best friends are, and that they're the best people in the world. Two thousand and five shows promise, the pink house is running strong. Anyway, now time for my obligatory post on the happenings of the past year. Sorry if it's lengthy, don't read it, but yeah. So, here's my tribute to the two-double-oh-foo.
January - New Year's Eve, Amy Keenan's and Theresa's houses, my first experience with alcohol. Other highlights include Ice Skating down by Penn's Landing, not drinking at Anne's house while everyone else drank because I "wasn't going to make drinking a habbit", going to Kramer's house for an Eagles game when I didn't know who Kramer was (the night of Simmons' mullet), and the BWO reunion at the ECW Arena. St Martha's reunion. Also, the first batter bowl took place. Pretty good.
February - Wow. If asked to pick the best month of the year, February and August would be close. A month of basement drinking, massive parties, kairos, and pancakes. The IHOP pandamonium reached a fever pitch as forty Ryan seniors packed the walls of the pancake house to witness the eating competition of a life time. Kairos, or maybe just Thomer, turned me into an alcoholic. Survived solely on vodka. Dislocated shoulder at Paul Murphy's house, best party ever. Lucky for me Justin Vala was there to fix it. That was on a Saturday, and I was somehow legitimately still drunk in school Monday. Reunited with my best friend from the majority of grade school, Alexander Torres. His house showed me some good nights. My first drunk call ever, Sam Peone. Called Haef and professed my love, and attempted to ask her to the prom. Pat Kelly's house on two occasions, Gallagher became a best buddy. Loads of new friends this month. Rick, Lamb, Holly, Jenna, Courtney, Pat Kelly, Nikki, Erin Ragsdale, Mary Kate, Bernie, Douglass, George, and the list goes on. Finnegan's coolness rises by about 3 points. Chris Lyons became my hero.
March - Had Beast for the first time since my first drinking experience, and ironically, at the same place: Amy Keenan's. Lot's of hanging out with her and her friends this month, two parties at her house and one at Mary Kate's. The seven minute beer run with Murph from the far reaches of Bensalem to Red Lion Road. We did the impossible. WrestleMania XX in New York was good. Outside drinking, the night the best picture ever was taken of the happiest drunk kid ever, Richard Rehmann.
April - Senior Cut Day. Simply put, the greatest day of my life, and it will never be beat. The day started showing up to Friendly's for breakfast, where me, Murph, and Steve met a lot of people who said they weren't going to go. From there to Simmons' house, where the fun began. Philly's game was utterly amazing, as was the bus ride there. The day ended with a Motion City Soundtrack concert that was equally awesome. Senior Cut Day alone was enough fun for one month, but it far from ended there. Mike Brandt's house was an awesome time for Ted's weekend long party. Bonging water and watching GI Joe. Prom weekend taught me that drinking whiskey alone in your bedroom is no way to spend your birthday. The Carnival!!! That was in April too. That's where the list madness was born, when I told Haefele and Gav they were two of my favorite people ever. This got twisted into me having a list of people I have crushes on, with Haefele being at the top of it!! Hahahaha, I forgot all about that til right now. Ah, the irony of that story. And the sleepover at Gavs!!!
May - The frequency of hanging out with Mary Kate, Amy, and friends increases greatly. This month is dominated by Mario Kart playing. Matuszak surpasses Jay Lib on the list of people who screw others over when he freezes a fifty turn game of Mario Party on turn forty eight. Me, Matuszak, and Rick play video games many nights. Awesome. Senior Social, one of the best nights of the year. Kneeling next to Ted's car in the parking lot of Great American bonging beers in a wizard hat was the most amazing experiece of my life. Come to think of it, that night may be one of the best three nights of 2004. Move down the shore Memorial Day weekend. Supersoakers full of beer, Vitamin Awesome dying on our kitchen floor, singing our graduation song on the boardwalk really loud in a hotdog hat. Yeah, you know how we do.
June - I wish I made more of June than I did. I lived down the shore but spent more time in Philly. If only I realized how great Wildwood and the residents of 10th and JFK, 23rd and Central, and 26th and Atlantic were. Ben Folds / Guster concert was the highpoint of this month, awesome show. Drunk Steve tries to give a cop directions for no reason. Lost my job to go to Lyons' party in Philly. Amy's Hawiian themed party gave birth to Tiki Wong Pong. Watched Fight Club approximately 27 times.
July - Started out a lot like June. Then it started to get fun. The Date Rape Ape was born, the religion of the Suki was explained to me, and The Motabi (whatever the fuck their name is) brothers almost made an appearance at the Halloween Party. 80's night was good, became friends with Theresa and Rowland both that night, and endured a full minute of a stun gun on my arm. Angelo and Paul Murph were naked in my house, booo. Became friends with Cas. I think this is when I got to be friends with Simmons too, walking to the rock and roll convention on the other side of Wildwood. Went to Sean Thompson's house, had a mini Kairos with Liz, Nikki, and Carr. Greatest car ride ever, Rick drives me, Alex, Lamb, John Anderson, and a case of MGD from Wildwood to Philly. Bandana night, somebody was stealin Kev's stones.
August - Best month of my life. Kramer and his shore house became my boys, and I learned about Burt the Ice Cream man. I started living at twenty third street with six of the coolest girls alive. I ate their food and stole their beds. Lou and Pat brought the word skadoogie and a lot of mischeif to our house. There was the nigger whore. The case race led to vomit mysteriously appearing and no one owning up to it and a most entertaining performance of cry me a river. A duck named Frank was on fire in our backyard, Rowland lived ontop of our shed, we put our heads in the ceiling fan, and Pat through a case at some girls head all in one day. I assumed the identity of Scar. I became friends with Lou, Pat, Jacki, Anne, and Schmidt. Got arrested with P-Murph, Andy, Carr, Murph, and Steve. Cried on the steps of 23rd street after swearing I wouldn't. Pete woke up on Poplar. Went to Warped Tour and a Philly's game, the only two nights this month I wasn't in Wildwood. Lost all recollection of a night for the first time ever, and on that night I lost a really really good friend of mine and made an archnemesis. Tried to kill myself with a half gallon of vodka and a bottle of windshield wiper fluid. Gave in and smoked. Labor Day weekend was the best time ever. Fell in love with all of my friends. I would die for you.
September - Started school. It sucked. Nothing note worthy. Went to PSU, and for the second time ever, lost all recollection of a night. Woke up in a McDonalds that I've never seen, alone, covered in blood and missing a tooth. Brutal. Rick meets a new friend, of the old, drunk, and smelly persuasion. I hang out with Lyons, Paulie, and Town Watch Ted every weekend.
October - Once again, suck month. Went to a Halloween party at my cousins house with Paul and Ted. A depressing month, much like September.
November - Hang out with Murph every night. Went to Penn State. Amazing time. Crawled around like a cat apparently. Got drug into a bathroom by Haefele. This started a trend, as I've been drug into more bathrooms to talk since then by the least likely candidates. Thanksgiving break. Jacki's friend Nicole's house was heaven, all those people in one place. Kev Kelly's was also swell. A lot of people slept at my house. Went to Rider and me and Rick almost commited suicide via sandwhich.
December - Went back to PSU again, third time. Best carride ever with Rowland, Makatche, Pat, and Jim. A lot of infamous stories sprung from that weekend. Finished my time in Delaware, told the university and my roommate that I was leaving the morning I left. Christmas break started kinda strong the first two days but fizzled since then. Nobody hangs out. Austin's house has provided me with some good nights. I haven't gotten to hang out with some people I'd like to or as much as I'd like to but whatever. Yeah, so that's the year.
Sorry for the big post, it was more for me than for you to actually read. Started great, and continued to get better and better, peaking in August. It started it's decline after that and sloped back downwards til now. Hopefully this year will start pickin up soon too. Ah, I know I'm forgetting good stuff up there, there's no way I got everything from last year. Ah, the four dollar movies and the applebees, and the, oh god, so many good memories. I love you.
|Friday, December 31st, 2004|
and to think, at this very time last year, i had never had an alcoholic beverage in my life....
|Wednesday, December 29th, 2004|
Been a while since update, still not much to say. Break has been mainly mediocrity with a few pieces of greatness here and there. Hoping the second half is better than the first. Oh well. I have twice as many friends now as I did this time last year, and half as many as I did in July. I love all of them more than anything in the world. My shoulder popped out the other night, was in the hospital a few hours. Guess I was due. I gotta make a phone call in the next two days or so. Gotta get a job. Boo jobs. In limbo as far as my feelings on the upcoming year. I know for a fact that it cannot top the last one, but I still have an unexpicable glimmer of hope that it might. The other night when I was sitting in the hospital with my shoulder out of socket, I was tryin to think of good memories to distract me from the pain, i dunno, i do that when im in physical pain. In conclusion, best fucking year ever.
|Tuesday, December 7th, 2004|
This should shut you up, Haef. All others disregard, no need to click, but somebody didn't want to believe me that we have a million billion drunk pictures. A real picture post of the PSU trips, etc will be up sooner than later, i think picture posts are gonna by me new thing, but yeah, there was evidently some kind of urgent rush for this to go up. Yeah.
( the haef festCollapse )
Current Mood: tired
Listening to old CDs and procrastinating starting my already late papers, I thought a picture post was in order. Just a sampling of my million pictures of the shore. No reason, but yeah.
( Oh those wildwood daysCollapse )
Current Mood: peaceful
|Monday, December 6th, 2004|
|and all the colored girls go...
-fire up the ovens muffin man, we got a big order to fill
-take a walk on the wild side = best song ever
-pong game somehow went to double overtime, i didnt hit one cup all game
-whatever belongs to carr also belongs to me
-assualted jenna with cereal and a hanger
-slept practically under a desk
-bathroom chats are still in
-the onion's a big hairy lie
-north philly is so nice this time of night, they give out candy, rock candy, the kind you eat, you know
-if me and kramer and both at crumbock's, an attempted fight is apparently inevitable
-then there was the real fight
-got an arch nemesis
-motion city soundtrack, star wars, whatever the fuck else, inappropriate
-for no reason at all, brought up the subject of directors, then went on a long rant about the absolute genius of stanly kuberick, despite not knowing who the fuck he is, what he's directed, or why his name came to mind
-the drunk call from gallagher / simmons...6:02 AM.
-jimmy blaze is my boy
-phone chargers really should be used, and i'll never learn that
-got abandonned at an apartment
-got good and drunk without any memory loss or sickness or hangovers or random retarded sloppiness or anything. perfection.
-the story is complete
-ride home: four hours of the best conversation ever known to man...thoughts on evolution, story-telling, the art of conversation and persuasion, drugs, religion, alter-egos, forgetfullness, fried chicken with edible bones, music, time travel, everything ever.
-got back to UD, have a paper due two days ago to do, walked to pathmark to drop film off at 2:00 AM instead. lots of red bull, all nighter. shit.
-next weekend has potential
-things are fucking fantastic Current Mood: procrastinating
|Monday, November 29th, 2004|
|Kevin, I'm going to feed you to my tarantula
Kick ass break, without a doubt.
Tuesday - Rider & G.A.D. - Richard Rehmann and myself took a trip to Rider University, the place of education for Paul Matuszak, in an attempt to defeat some eating competition they have there. They kept changing the challenge as we ate, knowing we could beat the original deal of eating two sandwhiches, and by the end they had it up to eating four sandwhiches each in an hour. These are big ass sandwhiches too, packed full of chicken strips, mozzerella strips, and fries. To make a long story short, most violent vomit ever. Went to Great American. Got to see a LOT of people. People I see a lot, the girls of 23rd, John DiVencentes, Kramer & the rest of the PSU kids, Finnegan, Jacki, and probably the most unexpected Tommy Skalamera. Also got to make fun of people with Rick, just like old times. Great night, couldn't imagine it being topped.
Wedesday - Ryan / Washington game & some house - Topped Tuesday night. The game was awesome, got to see a lot of old familiar faces. Lamb, Anne, Wang, Patterson, Holly, Franny O, Courtney, Austin...it was really nice. After the game, Jacki's friend from skatezone let us all go to her house, and things got kinda nuts. Our entire shore house was together, which was awesome. I was already with Ry, Murph, and Steve, but seeing Mike and Ted was not expected. Haven't seen Ted in too long, and was happy to find out Beast is still alive and kicking. Wang got stranded there, haha. After the outragiously jam packed house where I was reunited with my very best friends from senior year, we high tailed it to Ryan's field, where we drank Dazed and Confused style. Well me and Simmons did anyway. Had another drunk heart to heart with Pete on the way, it was good times. Most awesome night ever. Simmons got locked out of his house and had to sleep over. He passed out right after getting back to my house, but I guess we were kinda loud cause my dad got up. He came downstairs and an extremely bombed me had to explain to him why Simmons was here and how the game was, etc. I hate talking to parents completely smashed.
Thursday - Simmons' house - Family festivities for Thanksgiving. Good times. Afterwards, went to Simmons' and hung out with him, Ash Douglass, and JT & Casey Murphy. Played the worst attempted game of Kings ever, in which the term "you're hot" was attempted to be used as a question. Pshhh. Had a few, chill time, watched Family Guy. Went through the year book. Estimated a round about number for how many people Simmons has hooked up with, it's tipping 300. Went to Wawa to see the best sign ever. "Warning: Due to inclemant weather conditions, tomatoes may not be available." Good night.
Friday - GAD & Jim Lewis' - Many times we almost had something to do, but never did any of them come through. Rick called me at about nine then picked me up, me still having no idea what we were doing. Went to GAD for the second time of break with Rick, Rafftery, Szarka, and Tricia. After, went to Neshaminy mall's parking lot, yeah. Went to Jim Lewis', drank a little, didn't catch a buzz. Rick drank for the first time in two months. Cas was trashed. I don't know who else was drunk or not, it's hard to tell sometimes. Went back home, where an extremely wasted Cas layed on my floor and called everybody in my phone. She then got a ride back to Jim's because she couldn't live without a lip ring. Rick visited. I ammused myself at www.subservientchicken.com for a while.
Saturday - Wildwood & Kev Kelly's - Stopped to see Schmidt before we went on our journey, he was good to see as always. Went house hunting at the Jersey shore. Took a tour of Ryder's house, I remember being there with Rowland and Theresa Labor Day weekend. Best thing we saw was the Pink House, looking like it's gonna be ours again. Peed in 23rd's outdoor shower, which now houses the benches and grill from outback. It was really sad seeing a dead wildwood. Went to the best Wawa ever. Kev's house was not the shit hole I had heard about. To tell the truth, I was a little disappointed in it's tidiness. Great seeing everybody in one place. Kramer's whole shore house was there, along with all of 23rd minus Anne. Ted was somehow there too, good stuff. Good chilling with Skal again too. Shortly after arriving, I realized that everyone there was already drunk. Lisa started talking to me and started every sentence with "I'm not drunk," which never means that. Also, when I got pulled into the bathroom, that was a good indicator that a lot of alcohol had been consumed by those who beat me there. This could only mean one thing, and that was I had to catch up, and catch up I did. Went to Wawa. I ended up bombed with a broken phone, and panicing because I was bombed with a broken phone. It got fixed. Kev's was awesome. After everybody got kicked out, they stayed at my house, where things got interesting. Got literally attacked by Haef for a bigger blanket after I heard her rummaging through my closet. Me and Kramer bothered the sleeping / making out people, which was everyone but us, and that was that. The next day homeless Rowland tore apart whatever turkey was left from Thanksgiving. That's about it. Good break.
Trying to get to PSU this weekend. Here's hoping.
Summary - I love all my friends. You guys are the best. Two weeks and it starts again. Current Mood: depressed
|Friday, November 19th, 2004|
|Was it the end, the end that kept you up to the morning?
I just woke up from a four hour nap. I had a dream that I still went to Ryan, but they had dorms, and we all lived there. It was the night of the spring fling or a social or something like that, and me, JT Murph, and Deke (Kramer's PSU roommate) were drinking vodka in the parking lot. We got caught. Deke, who was the owner of the vodka, started skitzing because he's rich or something and worried about getting into trouble and losing his fortune. I take the bottle for him, and hide it in my room. Someone from administration, I think Mr. Flaville, came in my room and made me open my drawers. He pulled the vodka out and sent me to the principal's office and I got in a lot of trouble. Thanks a lot Deke. Current Mood: tired