I can never think of good names/titles... as you see

So as coffeehouse approaches, the rush for a band name is back on. There is still no clear idea of what it will be, for there are no candidates even remotely eligible. Except for "The Squigglies," of course, that's a badass name, there. Any ideas? seriously... they're better than mine, probably.

My finger is crispy

How come crisp and crispy are both adjectives and have vastly different meanings? If you call someone using paint a painter and you call someone using a bat a batter, then what do you call someone using a pointer? These are real questions that need to be addressed, tell me the answers if you can find them, please.

In addition, I would like to inform everybody that there is indeed a NEW iCBiNT! This fantastic new version's ad looks a lot like that new iPhone... I wonder... I might post a link on here later.

Rehearsal time, bitches, but I know I had something cool to say... oh well

The New Frontiers

Well after a few weeks of creative block (ie actually doing things with my life... jk not really) I return to the scene with an actual entry instead of random youtube videos. My recent actions and "content-less additions" (no jokes about that being my blog as well), which you should immediately notice when you look at this page, might implicate me as a sell-out. Personally, I don't believe I qualify for "sell-outage" because I simply have nothing to sell out for. Quite frankly, these annoying-ass ***s (which I'm legally bound not to mention) are pissing me off for almost nothing. Support me but without breaking the law *wink*. So anyway.. I'm tired of talking, you talk now. peace

*Insert Phish quote ASAP*

The Ballad of a Maniacal Aussie

What I'm Listening to: Anesthesia (Pulling Teeth)
Mood: Trippy, In Shock and Awe, WTF, Giddy in a peculiar way, NOT HOMESICK!! W00t!!

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Well... not only is Andre gone for good, but STEVE IRWIN IS DEAD!! OMG!! Wow. Sting ray to the chest... ouch. What a way to go. Well, nobody expected him to die in a hospital bed of lung failure. Better to die doing what you love (for him, borderline suicidal behavoir) than to die bored and unloved... like me O_O. Apparently, before his gruesome demise, he acutally PULLED THE BARBED STINGER OUT OF HIS HEART!!!! Once again.... wow.

Nah jk, but still I am starting to have a mid-1/4 life crisis. I have noticed a receding hairline (upon cutting it) and a startling amount of times I've commented on younger siblings "sprouting like weeds." I feel like a geezer and I'm not even halfway through our education system. I'm going to be one miserable-ass forty year old. Seriously... this is a bad omen. Omens in general are bad, very seldom do good omens come true unless they later prove to be false and it was all just to make you happy then rip you down in a furious rage of being po'ed and asswipeyness!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH PRIMAL ROAR

Labor Day is here officially. I couldn't care less cept it will be a great day and I will have much better things to do than school....

L(A?)O: SVU

and shit

later bitches

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I will be switching thanks to an article read in Wired magazine (i love that mag...)
this stlil has plenty and links to the rest

So anyway... I have compiled a list of favorite magazines as well.

Wired
Maximum PC
PCWorld Magazine
Guitar World
Playboy (jk)
Mormon's Monthly (jk again...)
Seventeen (not jk ;D )

Anyway, LATA BITCHES