<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784563402467259927</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:37:51.426-08:00</updated><category term='this wont link to anything.'/><category term='i hate you'/><title type='text'>You'll probably hate me once you get to know me.</title><subtitle type='html'>ive never really like being around people, ive always hated talking to people, small talk is painfull, i dont care how your doing, i just ask so i dont have to explain why i hate you. im a pessimist, nothing ever seemed to go my way, probably cause i wouldnt let it, but thats fine with me as long as you leave me alone.</subtitle><link 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anything'/><author><name>dannyhatefuck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00712496007447379495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784563402467259927.post-555135122313015357</id><published>2008-06-03T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:35:04.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more music</title><content type='html'>im putting new music on my ipod. and eating cheezits and drinking mtn dew. i ran out of beer. shitty. maybe ill make me a margarita. but i have to work tomorrow. i cant have a hangover ill just call in there wont even be thinking about it. i used to go to work all the time drunk or hungover nowadays i dont care about my job period. so i jsut call in and dont care if i get fired. there is always another job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my i pod has music on it from an i tunes on my computer im loading all my new music to my bros itunes on his computer, unfortunatly all the music on it already will be erased when i sync the ipod to the new i tunes i dont know why it does that but i think its lame. but all i have to do is unbox my computer and ill save the music in my itunes to a couple memory sticks and i can transfer everything. easy as pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the new flyer from guitar center yesterday. they have a turntable in there that will digitally record your records to mp3 form and either store them on an sd card or a memory stick and you can then transfer them to a computer and burn them to cd. i thought this was fucking cool. i know that karl bakla has some software that will do the same thing but you have to have the turn table hooked up to the computer this you dont. you just move portable memory sticks around. it was almost 200 bucks though but i think its worth it you have as many records as the bakla does and you wanted to digitize them. remember though that you lose all that awesome analog sound when you digitize it. digital reccording dont have string scratchs or maybe a missed beat or something else that make the music real. digital hides all that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784563402467259927-555135122313015357?l=dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com/feeds/555135122313015357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784563402467259927&amp;postID=555135122313015357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784563402467259927/posts/default/555135122313015357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sunday june 15th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july 9th a band called drink fight thugs (you can hear them here   http://www.myspace.com/drinkfightthugs) are gonna be here, i had a short correspondence with one of the members. they posted a bulletin on myspace saying they needed a bass player for a quick coast to coast aobut a month and a half tour. there from san antonio texas. i wrote them saying i was interested if i had some time to get things in order, but there leaving in only a few short weeks. that was way to soon for me, and i had just started my new job so i couldnt make it. i hope that they found a bassist for there tour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784563402467259927-4842364946160351996?l=dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4842364946160351996/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784563402467259927.post-5135586503043081227</id><published>2008-05-16T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:31:21.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>well my last job kept my last check. it was over a thousand dollars before taxes i would have taken home around 800 bucks but they kept it. they owed me for a weeks vacation plus a weeks work and ten and a half hours over time thats 80 hours regular pay and 10.5 hours at time and a half. shitty thing to do to someone. especially i quit cause they were a bunch of fucking assholes not because i had a stick up my ass and wanted to fuck them over. shit they fucked me over for a year fucking assholes. anyone who is in the denver area who ownes a harley davidson high country harley davidson in frederick colorado are a bunch of fucking assholes, the mechanics are good there my friends, i play in a band with 2 of them but the managment does not care at all for there employees, and by managment i mean the retarded asshole, owner who kills rabbits casue they crap on the ground what a fucking neanderthal, do you know how much this spoiled little shit bag is fucking stupid, oh yeah and his fucking cunt wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they kept my check becasue i had to sign a contract saying that if they sent me to school for  a week for furthur education that id stay at work for a year. fuck them. i knew not to sign that shitty contract i signed it last october. i was looking for a better job i hated that place from almost the start, but up here there is no work in the winter not for a mechanic anyway, so i had to stay there which meant i had to go to school cause if i refused id be fired and then id be way behind on my student loans and my co signer would have to pay them well thats not right. so i signed the contract but i couldnt stay there for a year no way. so the last couple months i was stock pileing tools i would talk to the master techs and ask them what i needed to do there jobs. so i bought those tools and i bought a bigger tool box to put them in then i split i found a new job within hours of looking acctually not even hours i called a place drove a half hour to get there and i go the job. so acctually as pissed as i am about them keeping my check its a small price to pay to get to quit working for the shittiest place i have ever worked for. thats right i hated that place more than any job. more than the cab company that wouldnt give you holidays off, or medical or sick pay. more than any fast food place i worked for more than walmart the few months i worked for them, more than the road service place i worked for countless hours of over time only to get 40 hours regular pay. yep high country harley davidson is the worst job i have ever had there was nothing good about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='shit'/><author><name>dannyhatefuck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00712496007447379495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784563402467259927.post-6483801742275862703</id><published>2008-05-08T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T11:32:31.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pennywise, strungout, athourity zero, kingrat</title><content type='html'>last night i went to a show at the filmore in denver, it was pennywise headlining and before them was a local band called kingrat, then athority zero then strungout from simi valley, infortunatly we thought the show started at 8 but it acctually started at 7, so we missed king rat which i was dissapointed about i was looking forward to seeing a local band, they acctually sound pretty good you can check them out here...   http://www.myspace.com/kingrat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also missed athority zero, there acctually an ok band nothing to get excited about you can here them here  http://www.myspace.com/authorityzero  my buddy andrew was really bummed about that cause there pretty high on his list of favorite bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pennywise is really high energy live, i really dig them anyway but im glad i got to see them live it was a cool show. they did a couple covers, perfect people by nofx and also minor threat by you guessed it minor threat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784563402467259927-6483801742275862703?l=dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6483801742275862703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784563402467259927.post-3248653018053140296</id><published>2008-05-07T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T11:34:34.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jail</title><content type='html'>i saw briefly this show on televesion the other night, in fact it wasnt the first time i saw it. now everyone knows why people are in jail its because they broke the law and i know jail is rough ive been there alot when i was younger. but the way these fucking pigs on this show act and treat the people is fucked up. its torture and unnecasary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw the show there was this crazy guy hitting his head on the door so they put him in this 4 point restaint chair, i thought well hes the dumb ass for head butting the door, i thought no big deal and changed the channel. then the other night i came across it again and this time they were leading this guy to his holding cell and they were telling him to calm down. the guy was walking calmly but he was cussing out the cops, they kept spraying him repeatedly with mace, hed yell a bit and cuss them out some more. then while walking him around a corner the cop leading him on the left ran him into the corner after spraying him with mace, im sure that shit hurts and makes it for you not to see to good. well he fell to the floor and the jumped on top of him and pinned him to the ground and were yelling for him to stop resisting and just to get up he said that he cant see and they hit him with a taser a few times he was foaming at the mouth and they ended up having to drag him the rest of the way to the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know about you, but i think that fucked up unnecesary and torture. fuck the system that allows the so called law enforcment officers the right to do this to people and this isnt the only place you see this kind of activity jus tlook at the paper in the news watch cops it happens all the time how did it go from serve and protect to corporal punishment for minor offenses?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784563402467259927-3248653018053140296?l=dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3248653018053140296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784563402467259927&amp;postID=3248653018053140296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784563402467259927/posts/default/3248653018053140296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784563402467259927/posts/default/3248653018053140296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com/2008/05/jail.html' title='jail'/><author><name>dannyhatefuck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00712496007447379495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784563402467259927.post-1363341051929070273</id><published>2008-05-07T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T11:26:32.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im gone</title><content type='html'>so today i went to work and i was thinking about it on the ride in, there gonna wanna talk to me and complain about the way i acted last saturday when i got into a shouting match with my superviser. and i had a head full of fuck yous, go fuck yourselfs fuck this place, and i even had it in mind to fuck one of them up... but on the ride i was like eh fuck them, i dont need there shit, yes id like to smack each of them with a 2by4 and shit on them when im done but that would just get me sued or jail or something, so i said to myself im better than them im just gonna show them that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked in the door after the manager unlocked it, i walked up to his desk and said "im gone dude, im leaving today" he looked at me like "what?!" i said "no hard feelings im not leaving hating anybody i just think its best if i left now". "im not happy here and its affecting my work performance, and its not fair for me to have to work somewhere where im not happy and its not fair for you to get subpar work so its best for everyone for me to leave now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah fuck them im glad im gone. i loaded up my toolbox and headed to my new job. they just opened the doors, so i unloaded my box told my new manager that i can start on friday and im dropping off my box now. one of the service writers showed me the place and explained to me briefly how things go down there. and explained to me that every saturday we get free barbeque and drink beer after hours hell yeah. hopefully this place works out if not colorado is a huge biker state and there are shops all over the place. i have no problems moving my box again. thats why they have wheels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784563402467259927.post-8733578869620137149</id><published>2008-05-06T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T12:13:35.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>so im back from the gym, didnt do much. 30 minutes on the tread mill and aobut another 15 minutes or so of hitting the weights. i figured something out though im gonna call my new boss as soon as im done writing this and let him know that im bringing by my box tomorrow morningish. and will start on friday. that means im just gonna show up at my soon to be old job and load up my box and get the fuck outta there. as for them sueing me fuck it i dont care anymore. ive already been sued a couple times its not a big deal, and im already in collections so it wont ruin my credit ill just tell them fuck you and have fun waiting in line for me to pay you off cause its gonna be a long wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently making 12 bucks an hour not even a full check in about 7-8 months and im driving 40 miles to get to work. the new job will be paying me 10 bucks an hour with 10 percent commission and there busy as hell so ill be working 6 days a week 8 or more hours a day making bank as long as they can keep me busy. i can do a 3 hour service in just over an hour so i have the potential to make alot of money this summer and they said they never slowed down last year they stayed steady through out the winter, where as my current shop dropped all signs of work till febuary from october thats alot of nothing going on, i think its a no brainer i need to get the fuck out of there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784563402467259927-8733578869620137149?l=dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784563402467259927.post-6109557145068861913</id><published>2008-05-06T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:06:33.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do?</title><content type='html'>im trying to work some stuff out in my head. i have a new job, but i havent told my current employer yet. im wondering if i should just show up with a trailer today and get my box or if i should wait till im scheduled for work and wait for them to bitch me out for something. and im also trying to work out the fact that im under a contract with them, if i showed up today and quit then they could sue me for the money they spent to send me to school in the winter. but the way the contract is written it could be that if i get fired that they could come after me for the money too. and im not gonna wait till the contract ends this december to get the hell out of there im doing in the next few days, im just not sure how yet. but i know its gonna feel real good to tell them to fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im off to the gym for the first time in a couple years to help me to work this out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784563402467259927-6109557145068861913?l=dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6109557145068861913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784563402467259927&amp;postID=6109557145068861913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784563402467259927/posts/default/6109557145068861913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784563402467259927/posts/default/6109557145068861913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-to-do.html' title='what to do?'/><author><name>dannyhatefuck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00712496007447379495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784563402467259927.post-3664684277328400934</id><published>2008-05-01T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T19:41:49.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phycadelic</title><content type='html'>if you want to hear about my first experience with acid or any other halucinegenic drugs then read my comment on kurts blog facination street, these next experiences are just after that one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time on shrooms, was generic, i thought it sucked actually it was just alot of colors and i wished i had done acid instead, ive done alot of both now that i think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second time i did shrooms though fuck thats a different and scary story, all day long since i had gotten up at around noon and headed to by buddys house down the street, chris i wasnted to get shrooms, i called up my friend jenny she was a hippy i figured i could get some through her, so we went out and found some, some really big caps with cebicillan that you could practically peel off and they were all purple and some green in them they were phycidellic already, i purchace what i thought would be enough for 3 people, fuck man probaly 5 or more people would have fried off those, i had been drinking all day, and right after we took them we smoked a fat doobie, and drank some more, we had only taked them about 20 minutes ago and it usually takes an hour to kick in but this time it was instantaneous i was talking to a buddy that had shown up to smoke weed and his face just swirled all crazy and i looked at him like i had seen a ghost, what the fuck is wrong with you face dude?! i then looked at the ground and millions of invisible centipedes were all over the place i could only see there tracks, they were every hwere holy fuck this fucking sucks, i looked at every one and was like fuck i need to go home, i walked home and layed in my room that was the worst thing i shouldve done, i was laying in the dark and everytime my head hit the pillow i sunk in to the bed like i was falling right through it, i would have to pull my self back up and then id fall into the bed again so i layed on my stomach that kept me up where i needed to be so that the bed couldnt swallow me, the dark was starting to scare the shit out of me so i turned on the tv, and it was friends oh shit it scared the crap out of me i shreaked and tuned it off, rolled over and was being swallow by the bed again, my legs were shaking and my dad walked in he asked what was wrong and i told him that i took some shrooms and he flipped, yelled out for my mom to call 911 that made it worse then he and my brother came in and helped me walk down the hall there freaking makeing me think im fucking dying or something the ambulance came and took my blood pressure and all that and there were cops trying to find out where i got them from but i just ignored them, the paramedics told me that it had been to long for them to do anything so i would just have to ride it out, then that was it, thats all i needed to hear from that moment on the trip was fucking fabulous i layed on the floor looking through the carpet like i was going through a jungle or something i layed there fo hours staring at the floor and loving every minute of it this is fucking great i thought to my self, my folks told me if i ever done drugs there again they would kick me out. my buddy had seen this from his house and started freaking, he thought i had died and that he was next, he also felt completley numb like he was sinking into stuff an his legs were shaking, this gave him a bad trip. now my friend jenny lived across nellis from us and she had to cross this busy street to get home it was dark and being on shrooms made all the cars seem super fast and all the lights blur together so she couldnt get across the street, she sat on the curb watching cars drive by at light speed for hours before she could cross and get home, i felt bad for ditching her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple weeks later a friend offered me some acid, fuck yeah i want some acid, i bought a hit and took it that night, i was so mad it was bunk i saw him a few days later and said his shit sucks he looked at me like i insulted his mom, and said wait here he came back with a baggy with 4 sugar cubes he said one has four hits on it and the others have 2 hits each theres 10 hits here take them and tell me this shits bunk, alright man ill do it tonight, first i took the 4 hit one waited an hour nothing. then one by one i took the 2 hit ones till i had cosummed 10 hits of acid or so i thought i thought that fucking hippy, i wasnt mad cause he had given this acid to me for free for being dissappointed, not willing to give up i went for the vitamin c, now i dont know why but vitamin c inhances acid though it does nothing for shrooms. i dint just take a little, i went all out i took 1000 milligrams of vitamin c and almost imediatley it hit me i was sitting im my room talking to jenny on the phone and all of a sudden my room callapsed the walls were breathing and i could actually feel its breath on me, fuck yeah i thought this is gonna be great, thinking back i was fucking nuts people go crazy after taking just a few hits i took fucking 10 i guess im lucky or it was really just weak. i went out side and sat on the back stoop and watch things run around and shadows dance i would run back and forth from the stoop to the back wall to look over cause i saw thing moving in the neighbors yard. i fried for the longest time, on that one i fried till the next afternoon, i worked at 10 that day i was making philly sandwhiches tripping balls it was horrible it was always hot in there and the acid made it like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt trip for a few years after that, but one day i was hanging with future hatefucks stalker ben, after work we went to his freinds house to sell them some oxycontins, they love those things they would crush up oxy 40's enough to fuck you up for days and they would snort a few at a time fucking crazy. well this particular day they were expecially happy cause they hadnt had any in a while and some how we ended up talking about drugs, go figure. well they had some shrooms in there freezer they never ate so they were offering to give it to me, ok i looked at the bag it was jsut all shake, i figured it was bunk but i took it anyaway casue it was 3 fingers deep fuck thats alot of shrooms if its good stuff. i went to bens house and he hasd some errands to run and i wanted to shower casue we had been drinking at the karls all night before, so he took off i grabbed a few beers and went to the bathroom got naked and was about to shower and said fuckit im just gonna take the whole bag so bottoms up, yeah it was the best one yet, i layed there in his spare room tripping balls, looking around and stuff seeing shapes change in the celieng popcorn it was great and so i decided to geve tv a shot, i turned on the tv and it was the twilight zone hell yeah it was the greatest episode ever, a man killed someone out of hate and the world turned black from all the hate, and the people in the town hated him for killing and for turning the world black so they were gonna kill him they were gonna lynch him but a preacher said that the world turned black casue of hate and that he killed out of hate and if they killed him out of hate then the whole world is doomed to an eternity of hate and darkness, they didnt beleive him and they lynched him anyway and they found out the preacher was right and they  doomed the whole world because they had so much hate in there hearts that there was no room for forgivness. then after that i walked around outside for a while it was really sunny so i put on my sunglasses and found out if i put on my glasses that all the colors went away, like i had just turned the fry off, then i took them off and the fry was on again so i sat on a bench and was flipping my glasses on and off rapidly and it was pretty trippy, really fun i did that for a long time. i fryed into the night that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt do any halucinegenics for a long time after that till i went to school in phoenix then i took acid a couple times neither was very significant, except for the second time i was playing halo on x box and couldtn get anywhere i was stuck on the same level for hours, and my head felt like it was splitting in half i had a migraine working and the fry made it 10 times worse, i had to literally hold my head together to keep it from coming apart. that was wierd. those were the last times i fryed, been wanting to do it since though. its always been a favorite pastime for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784563402467259927-3664684277328400934?l=dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3664684277328400934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=784563402467259927&amp;postID=3664684277328400934' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784563402467259927/posts/default/3664684277328400934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784563402467259927/posts/default/3664684277328400934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com/2008/05/phycadelic.html' title='phycadelic'/><author><name>dannyhatefuck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00712496007447379495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784563402467259927.post-1478409010073305450</id><published>2008-04-29T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:31:50.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate you'/><title type='text'>i failed</title><content type='html'>i tryed to get drunk last night, i drank alot, but it just made me tired i think i fell asleep my 11pm on a day off thats too early. i find it hard to get drunk by myself, i tryed i drank continuesly for hours i went through, almost a 20 pack of budwieser and i had a couple stella artois, i still have a 12 pack of coors light with the new top that features a built in shotgun vent, i dont know what they call it but that what i think its for, it so you can slam the beer with out it glugging and getting foamy, pretty sweet, i got this 12 pack for free a couple weeks ago and havent drunk it yet i normally dont drink anymore jsut a few at band practice and when im at my folks place but last night and today i feel like beer. i wonder why i couldnt get drunk last night i had a great buzz but i wasnt drunk not by the standard me and karl bakla set years ago, i dont know what those standard are but if your not pooping on a fence or trying to push a jeep through that fence and your not chacing each other around trying to pee on the other or firing bottle rockets at each other then your not drunk!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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failed'/><author><name>dannyhatefuck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00712496007447379495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784563402467259927.post-3572218374802702936</id><published>2008-04-29T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:10:17.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this wont link to anything.'/><title type='text'>welcome.</title><content type='html'>welcome to my blog, my friends talked me into it. im always commenting on theres so they suggested i get my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed home again this weekend, 2 days with out getting dressed, thats right, i only got dressed this morning to take out the garbage and i wasnt happy about that. the only thing i did hygenically was brush my teeth, i feel disgusting yet free. i wanted to go to the gym at my condo today, but dreaded leaving the house, i fugure someone would probably want to talk to me, or look at me, or something else sociable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong i go out sometimes, fuck i just now realized i blew off partying with a buddy this sunday fuck we were supposed to get fucked up. goddammit. that sucks. but man i was exhausted, sunday was the end of a 50 hour work week when ive been used to 30 hours every 2 weeks and i also got fucked up at band practice on saturday after a long day, i fucking hate my job. i was gonna go apply at another dealership today, but blew that off too casue i didnt want to leave the house. i feel really bad about blowing off andrew hes a fucking rad dude, he likes some punk, though he likes blind mellon too, fucking funny. we have the same kinda of sarcastic dry, offensive kinda sence of humor. i think we just both lack personalities, or whatever i dont fucking know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i think i found an easy way to play walk the line by johnny cash, on the guitar, yesterday i found a cooler way for me to play suzie q by creedence clear water revivial on my bass, a couple weeks a go i wrote a basic blues bass line for my band im really looking forward to writing this fall, im hoping to bring a more hard edge to the blues rock the other guys in the band want to play, for now weve been playing classic rock and electric blues covers with minimal changes, but i want to more creative than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784563402467259927-3572218374802702936?l=dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dannyhatefuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3572218374802702936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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