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  <title>I'm Cooler the Jesus</title>
  <subtitle>and Sweeter then Satan</subtitle>
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    <name>Cooler Than Jesus</name>
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  <updated>2006-07-11T19:16:27Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:107619</id>
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    <title>another update since im bored</title>
    <published>2006-07-11T19:16:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-11T19:16:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hedwig</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so.. Timeline was last weekend.  If you wanna know what Timeline is.   Its basically a bunch of nerds who reenact different time periods all in one place.  its like nerd Valhalla.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.  few things that happen to me this weeked.&lt;br /&gt;got drunk, got puked on, got peed on, hurt my knee nicely, threw up infront of a billion people, punched a friend in the face, got shot in the face with civil war hand guns from extremly dangerous close range (take a handful of sand, microwave it, and then have someone through it at your face), hit friend Colm in the face with a sword (just a wooden one, so its ok)... oh, and ambush a line of 12 civil war soldiers.. that was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. all around good weekend if i must say so.. but man my knees killing me, and now its like leaking some weird fluid.. yum!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:107432</id>
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    <title>updating part 2</title>
    <published>2006-06-25T15:10:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-25T15:10:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>David Bowie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I dont sleep anymore.  Its nothing too out of the ordinairy. I have constant fights with insomnia, but this time it seems tobe winning.  I've not slept since Friday afternoon, I took a nap before work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be the heat, could be stress.  I'm determined to beat this without the use of drugs, but the bottle of Vicadin next to my bed and the bottle of Nyquil looks very tempting right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punk band wants me to try out.  Not going to say their name just yet but they are sorta big.  Big around here that is.  They're going out to tour the states next month, and next year they got a european tour all planned out.  Its not exactly my kind of music but ... Europe!  anyway, talk to you later jerks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark0</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:107071</id>
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    <title>updating</title>
    <published>2005-12-29T22:58:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-29T22:58:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>slipknot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:106303</id>
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    <title>just as predicted...</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T14:08:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-29T14:08:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>random stuff</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1108745624inara.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Inara, the &amp;quot;Companion&amp;quot;&lt;/b&gt;. Inara Serra: WHORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, sure, you are elegant, highly educated and arguably beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;And you are highly selective about your clientele, blah-blah-blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOM LINE: You have sex for money, and that makes you a whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHORE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Inara, the &amp;quot;Companion&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="88" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;88%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Jayne Cobb, resident bad-ass&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="81" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;81%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Simon, the Doctor&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;56%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;First Mate Zoe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Captain Malcolm Reynolds&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Wash, the Pilot&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Kaylee, the Mechanic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" 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href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my friends and i had a discussion about this before... comparing my friends to Firefly characters.. and they all seemed to think i was most like Inara.. actually they said a Combonation of Jayne and Inara but still..&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who might know my friends (The Hells Gentlemen) tell me what ya think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James is most like Mal.. hes a leader&lt;br /&gt;Ray is most like Shepard.. hes very religious but kinda insane too&lt;br /&gt;Eric is very much Wash.. goofy but still with a very good head onhis shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Mike is like Simon.. thinks hes right all the time and is VERY stubborn&lt;br /&gt;Billy is like Kaylee.. hes whiney and emo when it comes to the opposite sex. &lt;br /&gt;and Mark0 (me).. i was a combo of Jayne and Inara.. im a big tough guy who, for some reason does ok with the opposite sex.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Joe is most like River... he does things that are just... weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway... going to a Firefly marathon of sorts, and then go see Serenity this weekend.. hooray for me bitch!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:105787</id>
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    <title>cranky</title>
    <published>2005-09-17T23:00:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-17T23:00:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im a little cranky.. my knuckles hurt, and theres a guy probably still on the ground behind the bar thats around the corner of my house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna guess what happend? =)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:105550</id>
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    <title>rockin..  and stuff</title>
    <published>2005-09-12T20:58:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-12T20:58:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>pink floyd</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so ya.. busy week ahead.. busy but FUN1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday... nothing.. haha good start right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday... drunken fun with The Hell's Gentlmen. our yearly gathering at MEDIEVAL TIMES!!  DRUNK, FOOD, SWORDS, DRUNK, VIOLENCE, TORTURE, DRUNK, WENCHES, STUFF!! itll be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday..  going to the norco/corona school district to see if they are hiring for some stuff.  i wanna be a school teacher, might as well start out by being a janitor or something.. i got the sideburns for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday..  two words.... FLOGGING FUCKIN' MOLLY!!!!!!   and.. a chick.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday... NERD TIME!!!  dungeons and dragons o' plenty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday...   Birthday party, other party, and MacColin gathering.. busy choatic day.. hopefully it all works out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday..  continue MacColin gathering from day before... hooray for good friends and whiskey!</content>
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    <title>pierceddrummer @ 2005-08-31T20:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-01T03:46:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-01T03:46:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Coheed &amp; Cambria</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Liams, the irish pub i used to work at, is now serving absinthe.  its the legal version of course,  not made with wormwood, but ya.. had some the other night, its been so long.  i was getting funny looks from people because in my right had i had the absinthe and in my left i had a guinness... not bad together hah</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:104899</id>
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    <title>pierceddrummer @ 2005-08-29T11:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-29T18:08:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-29T18:08:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">cant sleep... too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.. i think my home is the gateway to hell.  its SOOOOOOOOOOOOO much hotter in my house then the rest of the fucking world!  i think it was like 104-105 in Norco the other day.. i happen to have a thermometer for my house.. 110!!!!  how is it 5 degrees hotter in my house, with fans going and stuff?  my AC broke.. WOOHOO!! perfect timing! so ya thats why no sleepy.  so ive done maybe a total of... id say 7-9 hours this week, and my body is definetly not happy with me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:104307</id>
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    <title>pierceddrummer @ 2005-08-25T20:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-26T03:30:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-26T03:30:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">humm.. so the whole gay thing isnt working much.  the song "I wish i was queer, so i could get chicks"  has let me down.  friend of mine suggested that i be bi.  i dunno.. i think ill just go and be straight again, fuck it.  even while i was gay.. i still loved boobies way to much.  i dunno..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have NO clue what im talking about?  quick recap.  girls sucks ass.. and i hate them.. descided to be gay because i swore off women, that changed to "descided to be gay to GET more women",  final outcome... Mark0 still isnt getting laid.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:103413</id>
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    <title>not ment to be a Napoleon Dynomite reference..</title>
    <published>2005-07-16T21:32:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-16T21:32:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sex pistols</lj:music>
    <content type="html">With the heat thats been pounding down on southren California i thought i would do something to cool myself off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y5/Teknicoma/Mark0bald.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. no more mohawk.. oh well</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:102841</id>
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    <title>my attempt at a short picture story....</title>
    <published>2005-07-01T05:29:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-01T05:29:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Danny Elfman</lj:music>
    <content type="html">to those of you who know who Bruce Campbell is.. i dont have to explain his awsomeness... for those of you who dont know who he is.. why do i even consider you a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wrote a new book.. and i got it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y5/Teknicoma/BruceBook.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but see.. i theres something a little bit special about my copy of the book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y5/Teknicoma/Brucesigned.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. it does say "May the Force be with You"....  Bruce Campbell.. writing My the Force be with You.. this is like the Holy Grail of Nerds everywhere.. and i OWN it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously this makes me very happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y5/Teknicoma/Mark0happy.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy in fact that, well, since the title of the book is Make Love the Bruce Campbell Way.. i think ill do just that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y5/Teknicoma/Mark0makelove.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:102431</id>
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    <title>such a weird dream</title>
    <published>2005-06-30T12:32:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-30T12:32:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am known for having weird dreams that just make no sence what so ever.  but last night was just.. HUH?..   let me start off by saying that all of my dreams, no matter how odd and random, all have something in common.  I am always trying to be the hero, im saving the day, and in many cases, giving my own life to help others. .. so this is my dream from last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out on a family gathering at my aunts house. My dad called me into my aunt's garage to help him out. Seems that a wild boar got loose in the garage.  So i helped caught it, we put it in my truck, and drove off with it.  I am driving on a freeway and we hit stop and go traffic, and i end up rear ending someone.  so i pull over to the side of the road, get out of my car, and my car explodes.. with the wild boar in there.  so im now stranded.  and im sitting there waiting for my dad or someone to come and pick me up and help me.  all of a sudden i get attacked by several demons... im getting killed.  they are beating me and biting me and eating me alive.  i then get a large amount of strength shoot through my body, and have an incredible faith in god.  i then spite the demons with the fury of "god" haha...weird dream .. just a little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird dream huh?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:102233</id>
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    <title>repressed memory?  maybe..</title>
    <published>2005-06-17T21:45:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-17T21:45:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>a perfect circle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i dont live in regret or anything like that.  i think ive turned out ok.. the bad choices that ive made in life, and the bad things ive done.. ntohing ever been too bad.  well maybe one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did something pretty shitty like about 9 months ago.  i literally forgot about it. i was just reminded of it by a person last night, and ever since ive felt terrible.  i cant belive i forgot it..  is that a repressed memory?  i guess by definition it would have to be.  since i remember it.. i guess i can talk about it.. and tell you 1000s of lucky viewers what happend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was working at a night called.. really nice one called Rain.  i was their security supervisor.  we had a problem with a guy, and myself along with a few others took the guy outside to talk to him.. he turned violent and he reached for something in his pocket.  he was fast enough to not only reach into his pocket, but pull it out and point it at me.  at that point instinct kicked in and i just reacted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one motion i controlled his wrist point the object away from everybody and i took his neck and twisted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he went to the ground and i with him, pinning him to the ground.  luckily for me.. he was still moving, he was just in alot of pain and probably shock.  i looked.. it was pepperspray.. PEPPERSPRAY!! im immune to that shit.. firs thing i thought was.. i just broke a guys neck over something that has no effect on me.. my heart filled with sadness, and fear, and i let the other security guys handle it from there.  911 was called, the ambulance came along with the riverside sheriff.  both talked to me got my name and info, i thought i was going to have to go to the police station for the night or something but since i told him my story and he said "we'll be keeping in contact"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;never heard anything about it every again.. so i know i surely didnt hurt the guy as bad as i was fearing.  maybe just a slipped disc or something, i dunno.. something did crack in there.. and the guy went down immediatly as if his legs went out. so thats why i wa afraid of what i did to him. and aftyer it all happend.. nobody ever spoke of it at work. and its not like it happend a long ass time ago.. under a year ago!! its weird how the mind forgets what it wants to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway ya.. a friend of mine came up to me last night and asked "hey, wasnt it you who broke some guys neck once?"  and i said.. "no, ive never done that" and then i relaized oh wait.. i did.... and now im all fucked up.. cant get that shit outta my head.   ugh</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:102051</id>
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    <title>help me</title>
    <published>2005-06-15T17:33:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-15T17:33:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ministry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">not been sleeping lately.. tonight marked the second night in a row that ive not slept.  so what do i do in my bored state?  i got on ebay and look for crap that i cant afford.  i found a set of bagpipe for like $40.. they looked GREAT in the pic.. but only $40?!!??  theres gotta be a reason why they are that cheap, so i didnt buy them.  i started looking for some clothing items, got a Ireland Rugby Jersey.. and i was looking through t-shirt too.. Man there are alot of "Kiss Me I'm.. " shirts.. like Kiss Me I'm Irish, Kiss Me I'm Canadian, Kiss Me I'm Jewish... but ya know what.. there is no Kiss Me I'm a Jedi shirts... i need to fix that..</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:101836</id>
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    <title>batman</title>
    <published>2005-06-15T11:07:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-15T11:07:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Voo Doo Glow Skulls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">just got home .. went and saw Batman.. i must say im kinda dissapointed.. it was good but.. meh.. more like just ok ya know what i mean.  not calling it a bad film, but its far from a great one..</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:101233</id>
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    <title>ahh pickle shoes</title>
    <published>2005-06-06T13:58:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-06T13:58:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>David Bowie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i think im wearing myself too thin.  got a job, will be getting a second one soon.  im in a punk band (The Cadavers) im in a rockabilly band (The Aftershocks)..im still in an industrial band (White Line Nightmare), but im quittin them soo.. i have my new love.. Clan MacColin.  and yet i still want more.  i think i wanna quit my rockabilly band too.  Im not going to quit The Cadavers... they are too much fun.  I wanna be in an irish punk band.  ya.. thats it.. i REALLY REALLY do.. ive been listening to alot of unsigned local ones lately.. god theres some great music out there.  Theres a local one called The Dirges who i especially like.  and theres a little group from Maine called The Pubcrawlers whom im in love with too.  I really wanna just play some nice dirty, workin' class irish punk ya know.  meh.. what am i thinking.. jobs are more important (wow... im growing up) I might go get a job with my friend Bear at the House of Blues.. it sounds like a good job, but im tired of working till the we hours of the morning all of the time.  what i SHOULD do is go back to school and get a trade.  learn how to do something.. cuz only things i know how to do well now are drum, fight, and make sweet sweet loving.  if only there was a nice 9 to 5 job that combined those 3 things.. meh.. i cant think of any.. can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help a brotha out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:100947</id>
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    <title>The Man Show Boy</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T10:04:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-04T10:04:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Eddie Izzard</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I went golfing today... never been.. had a good time but my god did it tire me out!!  didnt think Golf was so tiring.  anyway.. as the guys i went with were renting our carts i look and i see this kid who looks exactly like the Man Show Boy.. if you dont know who he is, then go find out.. its HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Danny (who gos golfing on this course all the time) turned to me and confirmed that it ACTUALLY IS the Man Show Boy.  so we got to talking.. i asked him how he got on the show, and stuff like that, and then it dawned on me.  He wasnt enjoying a round a golf.. HE WORKED HERE!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a sad day when the Man Show Boy has to make his money fixing golf carts, and felting balls....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:100628</id>
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    <title>star wars</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T22:53:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T22:53:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Weezer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ive seen Star Wars episode 3.. three times now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Grevious is made up of both mechanical part, and some organic organs.  Eyes, skin around the eyes. heart, and lungs..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN HE WALK AROUND IN SPACE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya im a nerd and i think about these things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played Star Wars Trivial Pursuit with some friends this weekend.. i actually got beat. good job Ian...who looks alot like Obi Wan too me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start my job back at the good ol strip club tonight.  ive been off and on for like 2 and a half years at that place.  its good money but man im sick of that place.    ive made alot of new friends since i last wrote about my adventures at the strip club, so if youve heard this rant before.. just ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels Strip club.  In Home Garden, Corona California.  Home Gardens is a center point between a Corona based gang, and a Riverside gang,.. and the only bar in Home Gardens (which is also a strip club) is Angels..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been hit by a truck, hit with bottles, hit with pool sticks, hit with chairs, hit with fists.  I have been jumped by mulitple people.  Ive had countless knives pulled on me.  Ive had 3 guns pulled on me.  I was pepper sprayed by a cop whilst breaking up a 16 man brawl.  Ive had to put 3 people to sleep, including one off duty cop.  Ive knocked out 2 people with punches. I knocked out the front row of a guys teeth.  Ive busted drug deals, ive busted prostitution.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL AT THIS ONE TINY DIVE BAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does this bar stay open you ask.  The owner of the bar is 1)pretty wealthy, and 2) an ex-stripper with tits the size of Texas.&lt;br /&gt;now ive never seen it with my own two eyes (thank god) but i bet when some government type person comes in with questions on why all this shit happend.. he leaves with a smile on his face and an unzipped zipper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats my theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.. good ol Mark0 is going back to work there a few days aweek.. hopefully everything will be ok ..</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:99965</id>
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    <title>gone.. all of it gone...</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T06:18:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T06:18:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the Faint</lj:music>
    <content type="html">woke up to my computer just simply not working..   called over my computer wiz friend... i couldnt even get it into safe mode.  i dunno what i did to it.. i dunno what damned porno site messed it up so bad.. but something happend.  so i had no other choice then to pop in the good old recover disc.  all of my precious music.  the stories that ive writen (ya..i write sometimes), and everything else that i had saved gone.. all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped out on faire this weekend due to my arm... so what did i miss???</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:99678</id>
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    <title>pierceddrummer @ 2005-05-11T11:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-11T18:36:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-11T18:36:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Coheed and Cambria</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so... i am typing this entery with one hand, no! not because im doing naughty naughty things to myself, its because my left arm is in a sling right now.  i hurt myself at work.  i was working the the back, and my arm became dislocated.. i said "huh!, thats never happend before" and without me having to do anything it kinda popped itself back into place.  but it hurt.. badly!!  but me being a dumbass i continued to do what i was doing and guess what, the arm popped out again.  and his time it didnt wanna go back in.  so i began to worry a bit as my arm just kinda dangled there..  i remember seeing somewhere, something about having to force it back in.. so i ran myself into a wall and popped it back in.. who wants to say PAINFUL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told me boss what happend, he suggested i go home for the day and call him tomorrow if im not going to come in.. so i did that.  once at home.. just sittting around it popped out twice more. so i went into my closet and got out an old sling and keep it up.  and yes sir.. it hurts like a motherfucking bitch!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no insurance but i think Mark0 might be hospital bound.  god i hate going to county.  wait for 5 hours to see a doctor who doesnt really give a shit about his patiences. last time i was in county is when i lost my hearing. backstory:  got an ear infection.. did nothing about it.. now im partially deaf in my right ear..  anyway.. i sat in the room in extreme pain for about 3 hours, and then the doc just said.. "oh.. you have an ear infection.  you didnt have to see me"  then i did something that i cant believe i didnt go to jail for.. i got up grabbed him and said i want painkillers now.. he wrote me a prescribtion =)  never got my hearing back though.. oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. to my Faire people.. i will not be going if my arm in hurting as bad as it is right now.  but if i do end up going.. do any of you kind people have any extra linen that i might borrow?  its for my sling.. try and make it a little more period ya know.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:99514</id>
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    <title>pierceddrummer @ 2005-05-04T16:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T23:52:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T23:52:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ugh.. the pain...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulled a muscle in my back, or pinched a nerve or something.  anyway.. needless to say work SUCKED today, it just made things worse.  lifting and loading.  man im hurtin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimmy.. i thought i was going to be your massage therpy guinne pig or something?? hook a brotha up! i need ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i talked to my mom about China today.. she flipped out.    and its not like i need their 'permission' but i would like their support, so obviously im not going to get it.  oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to many of you know of my former band The Cadavers.. but heres a quick history..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cadavers were a horror punk/death rock/whatever we felt like playing group from Riverside Ca during the years of 2000, and 2001.  They got a nice little name for themselve in the small but loyal Riverside punk scene.  We were dubed "The greatest band who never showed up" due to a drug addicted guitar player of theirs.  they were called that because they missed shows opening up for The Misfits, The Dead Kennedys, and Diana Cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was their drummer, and i am the reason why the band broke up.  i had enough of the missing shows and so i left, i moved out of state.  that was 3-4 years ago.  Justin (the singer) called me up a few months ago and asked if id be interested in a Cadavers reunion,  i was reluctant at first but from what hes been telling me the scene has been begging for the Cadavers to come back for a while now!  so.. Friday the 13 markes the date of the first show in several years for The Cadavers.  itll be fun.. and ALOT of people are suppost to be there. but anyway im off.. see yas later</content>
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    <title>Ren Faire stuffages</title>
    <published>2005-04-22T07:09:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-22T07:09:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i dont have a name yet.. well i kinda do.. for those who dont know it.. its Beag Ó hEachthighearna  which is pronouced &lt;br /&gt;Beck O Eck-Tir-Inn.  Beag means "tiny, or junior" and Ó hEachthighearna  means "horse lord"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beag is just a nickname given to me.. i do however have an idea for a first name.. i dont THINK anyone has it but i might be wrong.. and the name totally fits me, and my persona, and my background...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kane, Kain, or Kayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all three spellings are period and it is a perios gaelic name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as my background gos im pretty much the most unluckiest person on the face of the planet.  i am the first born son to a father who lied to me all my life, telling me that my younger brother was actually the first born and heir to whatever he leaves behind in life.  my mother died at birth, i was born severly pre-mature, i was bullied and beaten for being small, im not smarter then a pack animal.  as a pre teen i was only given one set of clothing and i still wear it to this day (its a little small), and im sure ill make up even more stuff as i go along.  so anyway wish me luck, i really wanna have my name be Kane, it would just fit soooooo well.</content>
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    <title>why not... i got the time</title>
    <published>2005-04-22T06:53:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-22T06:53:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Favorite Beatles song: Maxwell's Silver Hammer&lt;br /&gt;2. Favorite Rolling Stones song: Paint it Black&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite Doors song: Touch Me&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite Bob Dylan song: Knockin on Heavens Door&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite Pixies song: mmm dunno&lt;br /&gt;6. TV Theme Song: Sanford and Son theme&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Prince Song: When Doves Cry&lt;br /&gt;8. Favorite Madonna Song: none&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite Michael Jackson Song: none&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite Metallica Song: Nothing Else Matters&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite Motorhead Song: Ace of Spades&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite Ozzy Song: (sabbath)  Children of the Grave&lt;br /&gt;13. Favorite Public Enemy Song: forgot the name of it...&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite Song from a cartoon: Royal Canadian Kilted Yaksmen&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite Faith No More song: We Care Alot&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite Depeche Mode song: none&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite Cure song: none&lt;br /&gt;18. Favorite song that most of your friends haven't heard: Leper Friend by Dog Fashion Disco&lt;br /&gt;19. Favorite Smiths song: dunno&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite Beastie Boys song: Sabatage&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite Korn song: A.D.I.D.A.S&lt;br /&gt;22. Favorite Police song: 5 days&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite Sex Pistols song: Vacant&lt;br /&gt;24. Favorite Beach Boys song: dunno&lt;br /&gt;25. Favorite Def Leppard song: hehe... the drummer only has one arm&lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite song from your favorite movie: Imperial March from Star Wars.... or...  Mother of Pearl by Roxy Music from SLC Punk&lt;br /&gt;27. Favorite Duran Duran song: Hungry like a wolf &lt;br /&gt;28. Favorite Blondie song: none&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite David Bowie song: Major Tom&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite song from an 80's one hit wonder?  Love Missle f1-11 by Sigue Sigue Sputnik &lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite song from a videogame: Legend of Zelda theme&lt;br /&gt;32. Favorite Kinks song: dunno&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite Genesis song: dunno&lt;br /&gt;34. Favorite Led Zeppelin song: Kasmire&lt;br /&gt;35. Favorite INXS song: dunno&lt;br /&gt;36. Favorite Weird Al song: ohh..umm....dunno.. all of them&lt;br /&gt;37. Favorite Nirvana song: Drain You, Penny Royal Tea, Rape You&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite John Lennon song: Imagine i guess&lt;br /&gt;39. Favorite Pink Floyd song: Comfortably Numb, Welcome to the Machine&lt;br /&gt;40. Favorite cover song: lots.. Evergreen Terrece doing Zero (smashing pumpkins song),  Me First and the Gimme Gimmes doing The Phantom of the Opera theme,  White Line Nightmare (my band) doing Missing Time (MDFMK song)&lt;br /&gt;41. Favorite White Stripes song: Jolene (dolly parton cover)&lt;br /&gt;42. Favorite dance song: The Cheat Techno from Homestarrunner.com&lt;br /&gt;43. Favorite U2 song: Sunday Bloody Sunday&lt;br /&gt;44. Favorite song from an actor turned musician: umm.. none&lt;br /&gt;45. Favorite disco song: &lt;br /&gt;46. Favorite Motley Crue song: Home Sweet Home&lt;br /&gt;47. Favorite Guns N' Roses song: Estrangled&lt;br /&gt;48. Favorite The Who song: Bobba O Riely&lt;br /&gt;49. Favorite Elton John song: Tiny Dancer and Bennie and the Jets&lt;br /&gt;50. Favorite song, period: mmm right now... UnHoly Confessions by Avenged Sevenfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.</content>
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    <title>pierceddrummer @ 2005-04-07T23:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-08T06:36:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-08T06:36:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bloodhound gang</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i wish i was queer so i could get chicks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preach it brotha</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pierceddrummer:98030</id>
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    <title>pierceddrummer @ 2005-04-06T11:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-06T18:13:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-06T18:13:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">they say celebrity deaths come in threes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pope, Johnny Cochran...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whos next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god i HOPE its Judge Judy</content>
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