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Oct. 6th, 2005 @ 11:34 pm
I'm coming home tomorrow, expect my sometime around 5:00. Prepare Brunswick for my wrath. Mark my words, I am going to pee on something that should no by peed upon!

I'll be there till Monday too, so prepare to see me all weekend.

Now, let's see if I've anything to report...

Well, I've been talking funny. Mumbling, much like what-his-face from Fear and Loathing. However, this started nearly a week after I saw it...I'm not one to complain too much, as I tend to say some mightily witty things while mumbling.

We've named one wing of Scott "Bat Country". You must be wary while traveling through there, and keep watch of your surroundings...The residents don't know what the fuck, but when the bats get all up in their hair instead of ours, they're know who's right!

Oh fuck, Eddie and I have been having way too much fun in The Boss. Lets see, we've..Almost rolled it, hit a few tree's a building, gotten high centered on a stump for like, 2.5 hours (It was dark), parked illegally, acquired friends (animate and non), and more. Needless to say, I've been driving for some of this....But I'm not allowed to drive anymore....I shall regale you all with stories this weekend, and then type them up here for the masses to read, but for now, have a picture.

Yeah, my roommate commented that I act almost assexual, and don't express much interest in girls. I very nearly whipped out my dong and hit him with it...

-JVT

OMFG Sep. 25th, 2005 @ 09:54 pm
STOP THE MOTHERFUCKING PRESSES!!!

KOMPRESSOR HAS A LJ. REPEAT. KOMPRESSOR. HAS. A. MOTHERFUCKING...LIVEJOURNAL
!!!!

I JUST SHAT MYSELF.













TWICE.


-JVT

Sep. 25th, 2005 @ 09:35 pm
Trish asked how I'm doing, so this is for you, Trish.

I'm currently working on a five page paper. I started my 168 page book that I'm writing it on at like, 2:00. The book is about a Zulu king named Shaka, who started out nice and became corrupted by a sorcerer, and ended up killing mertric fucktons of people. God, what a fucking downer. The ending is no relief, cause you relise the fucker killed his wife, all of his children, mother, father, brothers, only to fnally be killed by his 3 younger brothers....at once. Goddamnit, couldn't he have become kin, and then dictated that his people shall all grow puppies?! Fucking Zulu's, fighting shit all the time....

I've been leeching massing amount of files lately, the current count is 11.8 gigs, in less than a week. Somebody arrest me please. If bittorrent were a person, I would have sex with it (But not the inventor of BT, he looks like a child molestor [http://www.bittorrent.com/donate.html]).

I currently listening to The Servent, which is pretty sweet, I'm actually kinda digging the slight nasally britishness. I've got a shit-ton of Muse DL'ing now, which should satisfy me in ways I've never been satisfied before (God I love Muse).

I may whine at you cause I haven't made any super-best-friends, cause I haven't found any girls, cause I'm not invited to parties, but seeing as I'm barely a month into my freshman year, I have a feeling things will get better.

I should probably get back to work. I've got a 4 page essay to write tomorrow, so lots to looks forward to. I'd really appreciate it if some people would call. Only Tina calls, and calls from her are like a godsend. I'm usually up till at least 12:00, later on MWF, so by all means, call away next time you're bored. 778-7983.


-JVT

Sep. 24th, 2005 @ 09:00 pm
FIVE AND THREE ARE EQUAL TO EIGHT,
ADDING UP NUMBERS MAKES YOU FEEL GREAT!

TWELVE PLUS NINE IS TWENTY ONE,
ADDING UP NUMBERS IS VERY FUN!

SEVEN PLUS EIGHT, EQUAL FIFTEEN,
ADDING UP NUMBERS IS VERY UPLIFTING!!!

http://www.kompressormusic.com/audio.html

-JVT

Oh, the majesty. Sep. 15th, 2005 @ 11:30 pm
My backroundCollapse ) is like, 80 million times better than yours can ever hope to be...


-JVT

I am returned! Sep. 13th, 2005 @ 08:15 pm
Hokay, since I've not updated in like...ever, I think I'll throw down.

College, Bah! I've not made many friends. I used up all my good friend karma at home, cant' find anyone sutibly awesome here (cept Ed). Pardon my sappiness, but on the way home, Ed was like, "Dude, you're so lucky to have such awesome friends. It's so cool that you found awesome people who fit you so well...Wish I had friends like the in Mexico." Yeah, needless to say, it's hard to find people here who think I'm awesome like you all did. In fact, I acquired a nemesis in like, my first week. Ok kids, Story time:Collapse )

So yeah, I'm chilling in the dorm. I'll probably be up late, maybe playing some EXTREME SOLITAIRE, or watching drifting videos, or just plain old fashioned masturbating. Oh yeah, did I mention I've met not one girl I'm interested in, or even attacted to? I've seen some real hot ones, but I'll be damned if I've spoken to any of them. I shit you not, it was better in Brunswick...

So...call me sometime...778-7983.

Jul. 24th, 2005 @ 02:15 pm
Woo, I just quit. No more 6 day weeks for me.

-JVT
Current Mood: ecstatic

Jul. 22nd, 2005 @ 09:14 pm
This is a story about mooning. If you're comfortable with that, then I'm sure you'll be amused.







On the way to Subway for lunch, I had to ride in the truck. I'd finished my lunch, and some of everyone else's by the time we hit Pleasant Street, and was getting kind cramped, so I popped out around Poncho Villa's and walked the rest of the way. Man, that guy in the RV behind us just didn't know what the fuck...

After lunch, we were driving down Pleasant Dtreet towards Maine street. Now, just around the Econo Lodge, we ended up behind a white Nissan Maxima with Cali plates traveling a bit slower than us (We needed to ge back to work fast after a long lunch.) Left turn signal, switch lanes..but wait, Mr. Maxima has the same idea. Ok, back to the right lane we go. What the...Make up you mind, white car. Ok, let's give them a minute to get settle...NOW!-Back to the left lane real quick-like...FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING CUM DRENCHED BITCHCAKE, WE'RE TRYING TO PASS AND YOU KEEP GETTING ALL UP IN OUR LANE!

Ok, this is ridonkulous, lets just chill behind these fuckers, maybe rearend them at the stoplight. Hmmm, they seem to have lost interest...."Kyle, pass them, I'm gonna moon those bitches!!" This may be tricky, Andrew and John are in the back with me, but I think I can pull it off. They seem to have speeded up a bit...oh balls, traffic. Well fuck, here's the stop light, and it's just gone red.

Ok, scan the area: We're in the right lane, one car between us and them, we're right next to Dunkin Donuts, just two pedestrians nearby, I'm on the right side...The light just turned red...My pants are already undone...My belt of already off...

Ok, so I'm sprinting down the sidewalk/parking lot of Dunks right now, holdling my pants up with one hand. Those two people walking to their car are looking at me, but I anticipated this. Here we are, at our destination, and two young ladies are being presented with a pale ass hanging in their window.



...What a tic...Ladies?....Fuck.

Running while pulling ones pants up is diffucult, but somehow I've made it back faster then I went. Doors still open, good. In sure Andrew doesn't like me on top of him, but diving was the fastest way in. "Fuck dude, they were girls!! Two fucking girls!!"



If only I could award Joel's Wang to myself...

Jul. 21st, 2005 @ 11:27 pm
EDIT: Note to self, being tired makes you angsty. Leave posting for when I'm conscious.

-JVT

Jul. 18th, 2005 @ 09:24 pm
Ok, so I'm conflicted. No, not about that, about what fork to get. Goddamnit, I want the cush like on Phils bike, but I want some spring so I can keep pulling off these insane 2 foot J-hops I've been throwing down lately. Such a dillema. Well, for me at least.

So, I did what I've been afraid of all summer: I got paint on my wang...

Yeah, I'm still painting. I'm going to be cuttiong my hours down this Wednesday. I think I'm going to be working M-W-F, with like, on extra day every other week. Either way, I'll have more free time. Remember, I'm always free after like, 6:30, so call me or show up.

Rosen is going to see Tina tomorrow, and I wish I could go. I haven't seen enough of either of them this summer.

I put a crapton of PB stuff up for sale yesterday. Yeah, I know, I'm actually selling shit, go me!

Speaking of which, anyone wanna play this Sunday (This is mostly directed towards Trish, but I'd hate to exclude anyone.)

Fuck, I'm going to be get a bite to eat and head to bed.
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