Fuck you. Fuck me. Fuck us. Fuck Tom. Fuck Mary. Fuck Gus. Fuck Darius. Fuck the West coast and fuck everybody on the East. Eat shit and die or fuck off atleast. Fuck pre-schoolers. Fuck rulers. Kings and queens and gold jewlers. Fuck wine coolers. Fuck chickens. Fuck ducks. Everybody in your crew sucks! Punk muthafucks! Fuck critics. Fuck your review. Even if you like me, FUCK YOU! Fuck your Mom. Fuck your Mom's Momma. Fuck the Beastie Boys and the Daili Llama. Fuck the rain forest. Fuck a Forest Gump. You probably like it in the rump. Fuck a shoe pump. Fuck the real deal and fuck all the fakes. Fuck all 52 states and fuck you... Fuck Oprah. Fuck Opera. Fuck a soap opera. Fuck a pop locker and a cock blocker. Fuck your girlfriend... I probably did her already. Fuck Kyle and his brother Tom Petty. Jump Steady, my homey fuck him. what are ya gonna do? (Fuck that bitch, fuck you) Yeah well fuck you, too. Don't bother to analyze these rhymes... In this song I say FUCK 93 times. Fuck the president. Fuck your welfare. Fuck your government, and fuck Fred Bear. Fuck Nugent, like anybody gives a fuck. You like to hunt a lot, SO FUCKING WHAT! Fuck disco. Count or Monty Crisco. Fuck Sisqo, and Jack and Jerry Brisco and fuck everyone that went down with the Titanic in a panic... I'm like, FUCK YOU ALL!!!! Fuck Celine Dion, and fuck Dionne Warwick. You both make me sick... suck my dick. Fuck the Berlin wall, both sides of it and fuck Lyle Lovett, whoever the fuck that is... Fuck everybody in the hemisphere. Fuck them across the world and fuck them right here. You know the guy that operates the Rouge River draw bridge in Del Ray on Jefferson? FUCK HIM! Fuck your idea. Fuck your gonarrhea. Fuck your diarrhea. Rocky Maivia. Fuck your wife, your homey did... He's fucking you. Fuck the police, and the 5- 0 too. Fuck Spin, Rolling Stone, and fuck Vibe. Fuck everybody inside. Whoever's on the cover, fuck his mother. Fuck your little brothers homey from around the way and FUCK VIOLENT J


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:: 2005 9 October :: 4.46 am

you children might wanna see what its like to read hurtful messages...

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:: 2005 26 June :: 4.57 pm
:: Music: HIM - Right Here In My Arms

I got this from Morgan
I died from natural causes:
I said I liked you:
I kissed you:
I lived next door to you:
I stole something:
I was hospitalized:
I ran away from home:
I got into a fight and you were there:


Be my friend?:
Keep a secret if I told you one?:
Hold my hand?:
Take a bullet for me?:
Keep in touch?:
Try and solve my problems?:
Love me?:
Go out w/ me?:

Lied to make me feel better?:
Wanted to kiss me?:
Kept something important from me?:
Thought I was unbearably annoying?:

~*::And More::*~
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression?
8. Do you still think that way about me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? If yes, what it is?
14. Are you gonna put this on yours to see what I say about you?
15. Have you ever liked me and do you still?

2 Fool(s) got Raw | Lay the Smackdown!

:: 2005 7 June :: 2.07 pm

Well, I don't have a whole lot of time on here, because i'm only on my lunch break.

First off, Work kinda sucks because I had to spread fertilizer on half of the community. Too many fucking hills and trees and I have to use that spreader to maneuver in all this crap.

I was kinda hoping to see Morgan online, but I guess that she is at her appointment at the Orthodontist. I can't wait to see her tonight. I know i'm not going to have the whole bedroom cleaned before she gets home, but I will have most of it. And the CD racks will be definately moved into the Living room.

I need Tom to ask his mom whats the length and width on the waterbed they're gonna give us. I need to find that out as soon as I can, so that way, I can make the arrangements in my room so the waterbed can go in there. I also need Tom to get the computer situation set up. Check out the two computers we picked up from yesterday's eviction, get that Ethernet port working. Also he needs to get the other computer (not the dell) out of here, and over to Melissa's, get the Dell computer on my computer rack, and then I can put Morgan's RCA TV next to it, so that way I can hook up the PS2, X-Box and Gamecube to that, so this way I can use those for internet gaming and whatnot...

Also Plan on taking one of the tables from inside my room to place the RCA TV on. I think it would look retarded just on the floor. Theres so much shit that needs to go on, it's crazy. I just hope that all of this is gonna work out with everybody.

Well that's my time, so i'll catch ya'll later.



14 Fool(s) got Raw | Lay the Smackdown!

:: 2005 6 June :: 7.57 pm

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5 Fool(s) got Raw | Lay the Smackdown!

:: 2005 6 June :: 6.04 pm
:: Mood: Thinking
:: Music: The bleeps, creeps, and the sweeps in my brain cuz i'm thinking...

I had to leave early from work again today. I hate these allergies. I keep getting sinus headaches, and even regular Tylenols aren't helping the pressure subside. It usually starts around 1030 and ends whenever I go home and get to sleep.

Before that, though, I spoke with Tom about the possible idea of sometime, moving out of the apartment. I look around here, and I see so much change going on. Tom and I have lived in this 2 bedroom apartment, Trevor just moved in early May... Hes brought in his stuff. If it wasn't for them, Morgan wouldn't have moved in with us, either. And she's moved in with us, lived with us since mid May. She's brought in her stuff, and its a lot of stuff... Mostly clothing, but being a woman, that I can understand, cuz women always have a ton of clothing.

But I look at it from a couple of views. Theres four people living here, plus theres belongings that belong to four separate people. There is a lot of stuff coming from all four of us, and I honestly see that with two people that moved in with Tom and I within a month, I don't know how much stuff can be left here to fit into this apartment. I feel that sometime, we may need to expand our living area.

So I threw the idea of saving up some money between the four of us, and when we get the money, we withdraw it all and buy ourselves a house. He said that rather than buying one, we should just rent one out, because that way, the Landlord would be the one who fixes everything. I've been in a housing rental situation, but that was when I was 4, and the Landlord was stupid, couldn't fix shit... plus my mom and I were living in the ghetto, so nothing got fixed, ever...

I have no problem with that idea right now, renting a house. We could use something like a 2 story house, and rent it out for a while... But there are some things that would need changing... like all four of us having full-time jobs or something. I know that Trevor wants a new job, Tom is on his way to becoming an assistant manager at the video store, and I know how much Morgan loves to work at The Bib in Gun Lake. I'm happy with my job right now... cuz it's full time.

But honestly, I do have to say that with four people living together, we definately need more space. Especially Morgan and I because I really wouldn't mind having Tom's Mom's waterbed... but theres really not much room in my bedroom to fit it in, Tom says... Sure, I can re-arrange the room, but there isn't anything in there that I don't want to pitch.

This is something that all four of us have to discuss on a very serious matter. Not that I have a problem living in an apartment with my girlfriend and two brothers, but I think that at some point or another, all four of us will have so much stuff that we can't even get back into the apartment to live in it! Tom suggested that we all talk about this, especially after the Gathering. Possibly some time in August. I dont know how its gonna pan out, but still, it is an idea, and I hope that it would be ok with the other three... I know that it seems kinda soon, because of Trevor and Morgan moving in so recently, but I honestly didn't see this much stuff being crammed into an apartment...



7 Fool(s) got Raw | Lay the Smackdown!

:: 2005 5 June :: 10.32 pm
:: Mood: content
:: Music: Anata

This weekend was kind of fun. I had a good time saturday, chilling with Morgan's parents at their summer cottage in Gun Lake.

When Morgan and I got there, her dad was very respectful, and kind to me. I was kind of expecting him to be a dick about all the shit thats been going down and all, but he wasn't. He was very nice, and he gave me a chance. I do have to say that for that, he's got my respect, and I gave him respect back. I was very nice, clean language, and the whole 9 yards...

Her mom, too. She gave me a chance to talk with her, and they've gotten to know a little bit about me. Morgan told me that they both like me, but they think that I talk too much. Well, yeah, but only cuz I feel that I have a lot to say. I love to tell my life story, honestly, and I had a belief that they were interested.

Morgan and I had fun with her speedboat. She says its her baby, but she does make that damn thing gallop all over the lake. I had a really good time after loosening up. At first, I do have to admit I was kind of scared cuz i've never been on a speedboat before. But I warmed up to it, Morgan and I jammed out to some sweet tunes. Unfortunately, we had to head back cuz she had to go to work at The Bib. I stayed afterwards, and talked with her folks, had dinner, and we left for home.

I have to say that afterwards, we got home and I guess I just started turning into a jerk or something. Not that I meant to, but it just did. Morgan and I had a little chat, and She speculated that its because we spend so much time with eachother, that we're getting annoyed with eachother. I guess you could say that is whats going on. So I've been trying to just go back to being my somewhat anti-social self. I did stay in my room and played some video games for a short second, then wrote a note for Morgan and went to bed. I woke up around 3-4am and she was there, laying next to me. She woke once I kissed her cheek, and stroked her, like I usually do (because she looks so beautiful and peaceful when she's asleep), and she told me she wrote me back, so I read what she wrote back.

I love her so much, and I really hate making her feel uncomfortable. I'm sure that every true boyfriend out there is like that. So I'm going to do what I can to make sure that I'm not all that clingy and stuff... Cuz I know that I am, but thats just how I am. I can't help but show affection to the one that I love. But some girls like it, some don't. Some don't, really, after it's given to them inconsistently, which is what I've been doing to Morgan... Smothering her, I guess you could say. I do that, I guess, but I'm gonna do what I can to make things better... She is, too.

Like I said, I love her very much, and I don't want to see this go away in such a short time that it's been. We both want to have a strong relationship, and I really want to see us flourish. I'm very sure she does, too. But I've said enough, and I've got a bedroom to finish cleaning. I hope to get it all done before she gets back home. She's at Stevensville with her folks, finishing up getting stuff packed to move it all in here. Shes got more stuff! It's packed enough with the stuff shes got now! lol. I hope that I'll be able to pack it all in, and I seriously think that some of this stuff should go to Goodwill or Salvation Army or something. I think that not only will it open up some space for both of us in that damned closet, but it will also give us some personal gratification in giving to the people who need stuff the most.



Lay the Smackdown!

:: 2005 2 June :: 12.03 am

Never Realized that stealing from your own girlfriend is fun! WHO STOLE IT FROM TREVOR!


Have you ever...

01. Smoked a cigarette: yes
02. Do you smoke? Not Cigarettes

03. Snorted coke: no
04. Smoked weed: Fuck Yeah
05. Been high: yes
06. Had sex: yes
07. Said "I hope you die" to someone? yes
08. Tried to kill yourself: no
09. Gotten in a fist fight: no
10. Lied to your parents: yes
11. Broken a bone: no
12. Lied to your friends: yes
13. Bit someone: yes
14. Bungee jumped: no
15. Been skydiving: no
16. Gotten drunk: yes
17. Gotten totally wasted: yes
18. Given someone a bruise: Yes
19. Skinny-dipped: yes
20. Driven illegally: yes
21: Finished with someone: yes

22. Freak danced: yes
23. Shoplifted: yes
24. Cut yourself: yes
25. Skipped school: no
26. Hung up on someone: yes... Fuckin' Telemarketters

27. Gone commando: yes
28. Thrown up at school: yes

29. Made yourself throw up: no
30. Flashed someone: yes
31. Done anything sexual with/for opposite sex for beads: No, but I've heard Mardi Gras is nice
32. Had a burping contest: yes
33. Snuck out: no
34. Been to a school dance: yes
35. Thought your teacher was hot: yes
36. Had an eating disorder: no
37. Masturbated: yes
38. Had an online relationship: yes
39. Had cyber sex: yes
40. Taken nude pictures of yourself: no
41. Had surgery: no
42. Seen a therapist: yes
43. Farted loud and people heard: who hasnt
44. Burped louder than a guy: i think so
45. Done the splits: no
46. Played spin the bottle: yes
47: Grinded: yes, and It was fun with Morgan!

5 Fool(s) got Raw | Lay the Smackdown!

:: 2005 30 May :: 9.27 am
:: Mood: Still Sexed Up
:: Music: Super 8-Bit Brothers - Super Rygon

OK so the rest of the weekend wasn't bad at all, although, I think a part of my mom came out of me... Meaning that I had been talking with some family members, and we come to the realization that my mom was an attention whore as a kid, and I was doing the same...

Saturday was the rehearsal and dinner. That took maybe about 2 hours to get all of it down pat... We were rehearsing basically where were going to stand and how fast to walk, when to start, where to split, all that jazz... While I was there, I met this super cool juggalette and her boyfriend. Her name was Rachelle, but everybody called her Rachet. Being Juggalos, you know that we immediately get that juggalo click going, and things go pretty smooth sailing... BUT the only problem was that I have blood related family on one side, and juggalo family on the other, AND I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! You know that one dude from scanners, where his head explodes? Yeah, I was just about like that. It took about 5 minutes before I even stepped up to talk with them, but they knew I was Fam cuz I was wearing my Ringmaster shirt.

But still, Ratchet was cool. So was her dude. After the rehearsal, we all had to go to this italian restaurant called "Emil's." It was in Lansing, and I've never heard of it before. I LIVED IN LANSING FOR YEARS AND NEVER HEARD OF THIS PLACE! It was a pretty fresh place, nonetheless... Ratchet's boyfriend couldn't go, because he was basically a guest of the wedding, due to being Ratchet's boyfriend. He went to a McDonalds or something and slept in her truck while we sat in Emils and ate. She and I were sitting with the guy who was going to marry Paul and Angie, and his wife... I talked most of the time (I'm so social!), and I talked about my usual shit... ICP, Juggalos, and the like. It was awesome because the guy didn't diss me or anything... what he did say, in agreement to what I said, is that Juggalos sounded a little bit like Deadheads. Meaning, that the Deadheads had a following towards the Grateful Dead, just like Juggalos have a following towards ICP... but of course, I told him that it isn't just ICP, its everyone on ICP's label, Psychopathic. We talked about more than just ICP and juggalos, though, cuz he also said that there was someone else like that, and that he was a member of a group called the Water Brothers, and he, like I would with juggalos, would stop what he was doing to talk to a fellow member and shoot the shit with them, even though he doesn't know who they are... I'd say that the only difference between Water Brothers and DeadHeads compared to juggalos is that we are more scrubby or harder looking than them. But it's generally the same idea, basically. We talked about other music, and apparently they were also playing Paul's reception, and that they play a lot of the old school shit. Bunches of Old Rock and Roll, like Huey Louis and the News, Creedence, and stuff like that. I was so down with them... lol they were cool as fuck.

The wedding was the next day, and I was of course one of the groomsmen. I was in arms with Ratchet for that. lol Cuz we're both juggalos and Angie thought that would work out like that. It did, cuz we are juggalos, and we got along very well. We were joking about shit cuz she kept on stepping on her dress on the walk to the front, and I told her if she fell, i'm gonna laugh, so she walked slower.

The entire wedding, I was standing completely still, just about. Just lookin' pimp in my black suit, cuz I know how to make that shit work! I was looking at the guy marrying Angie and Paul when he spoke, and I would look into Angie's eyes during the ceremony and I could tell she was happy, and she was crying so much, I almost did and I normally don't cry. Ratchet almost did, too. Paul looked proud as fuck. I never seen that son of a bitch any happier, except for later, and i'll tell you why when I get to it.

The wedding was over and we all had to wait for the reception, which started at 6. Ratchet and her boyfriend and I signed his guest book, but I changed it up a bit, and wrote "Juggalo" above guests on the page. We three fucked that page up, writing shit all over it, as well as our names on the guest list. I put an arrow pointing towards a smear and wrote "left-handed" under it, cuz the smear was due to me being left-handed. Some other people wrote down their names, but I found it out, and wrote "Not juggalos" besides them. That page was meant for us, damn it! Its a juggalo page. God, non juggalos gotta ruin everything for the juggalos! lol But me, Ratchet and Spaz (think thats his name) went to Speedway to get some eats so that way we didn't eat all of the food that was meant for the reception. We were hungry as fuck, and all I had was a bag of chips and a kit kat bar that I didn't eat.

The reception comes, and Pete's fiancee` Michelle and I got to the food right before the bride and groom did. Shit, we were hungry and I got to the food first, bitches! Bubba, one of the groomsmen, got a lil jealous cuz we got to eatin' first. Fuck it, cuz I was hungry. At least I didn't go for that cake and shit. Now that I think of it, I never got any cake. I WANT CAKE NOW! Best thing about the Reception was the dinner mints, pretty much. Me, Pete, and his friend, Johnny, were throwing dinner mints at Pete and Paul's sister, Michelle. I nailed her in the ear on first time throw... Haha. One thing that was funny was while everyone was pounding their fists on the table so Paul and Angie would kiss, Pete put dinner mints in Paul's sandwich (which looked like a White Castle burger with ham replacing the cardboard meat). Paul got a big suprise about 5 minutes afterwards, and we all were busting a gut laughing. It was great.

Reception was even better. There was the first husband and wife dance, then all of the bridesmaids and groomsmen danced. Ratchet told me that if I stepped on her feet, she'd knee me in the nuts (she was barefoot). I told her if she kneed me in the nuts, i'd head butt her in the nose. Luckily, we didn't hit eachother, so it was all good... afterwards was the dollar dance, and I danced with Paul instead of Angie. But then again, so did Pete and Johnny. I was the only sober one to do it, too. Pete got Fucked up at that reception. The cool thing about the music was the band. Cuz it consisted of two people who used to play in a band with my old man, Ray and someone else I don't remember, some bass player chick, and the two people from the rehearsal dinner. I jammed out there and had a really good time, and left around 930ish, when i promised I was gonna be home by 7 or 8... But it was great cuz after I was done with my dollar dance, I started to walk away, but then quick turned around, ran towards Paul, and jumped on him. Fun times...

Before I left, I had to say goodbye to Paul and Angie. Angie told me that She and Paul care a lot about me, and that they'd like to chill with me. I said thats fine, perhaps i'd bring Morgan with me, and she said that would be cool. Its great to know that there are people who want to meet my girlfriend. My family is so cool! :-p

Here is what I was gonna tell you. I had to find Paul, and tell him goodbye, and when I did, he had a glass of beer in one hand, and an empty pitcher in the other. Nothing better than seeing the groom drunk as shit, and also the groom being my cousin. But I said my goodbyes, and drove home...

Yeah, so thats about it, so hope its a good read...

Peace n Chicken Grease


Lay the Smackdown!

:: 2005 30 May :: 9.19 am
:: Mood: Sexed up
:: Music: MSI - Tom Sawyer

I swiped this from Trevor, Trevor swiped this from Jessika, you know the drill...

1. YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (Your middle name / Street you live on):
Edward Eugene Byron Lakes Drive

2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (Name of your favorite snack food / Grandfather's first name):
Morgan Gilbert

3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME: (First word you see on your left / Favorite restaurant):
Detour McDonalds

4. EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS: (Favorite Spice / Last Foreign Vacation Spot):
All-Spice Beach

5. SOCIALITE ALIAS: (Silliest Childhood Nickname / Town Where You First Partied):
Slim Holland

6. "FLY GIRL/BOY" ALIAS (a la J. Lo): (First Initial / First Two or Three Letters of your Last Name):
K. Rey (Honestly, who didn't see that coming?)

7. ICON ALIAS: (Something Cool Within Sight / Any Liquid in Your Kitchen):
Poster Scum on the Floor

8. DETECTIVE ALIAS: (Favorite Baby Animal / Where You Went to High School):
Kitty Byron Center

9. BARFLY ALIAS: (Last Snack Food You Ate / Your Favorite Alcoholic Drink):
Pop Tart Rum

10. SOAP OPERA ALIAS: (Middle Name / Street Where You First Lived):
Edward Eugene Mason

11. ROCK STAR ALIAS: (Favorite Candy / Last Name Of Favorite Musician):
Bazooka Joe Armstrong

12. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (First 2 letters of your first name and the first 3 Letters from your last name makes your first name. Take the first 2 letters of your mother's maiden name and the first 3 letters of the city you were born in for your last name):
Kerey LaFli

Lay the Smackdown!

:: 2005 29 May :: 10.04 am
:: Mood: AWESOME
:: Music: Super 8-Bit Brothers - Nebulon

*COUGH COUGH HACKK!* I've been sick all week, and its really starting to piss me off. I have a wedding to attend to, and Its not gonna look really good on my part if I have a snot bubble hanging off my nose in front of my family and my cousin Paul's fiancee, Angie's Family. But I'll get back to all that stuff, lets talk about all the stuff that I didn't talk about before...

Sunday throughout Wednesday just flat out sucked. Basically, because Morgan wasn't there, and I really missed her. It was kinda driving me nuts on the inside, but I didn't really show it, I think. But I did miss the hell out of her, nonetheless. But throughout these days, I was trying to get ahold of someone that she met in Stevensville, named Lunchbox. Lunchbox, apparently, worked in construction and was working for his company in Stevensville. He lives in Byron Center, and he's a juggalo, as well, and thats pretty much how she met him was that she was around town, and saw a hatchetman stickin' out the back window of a car, and met up with Lunchbox. The whole week, though, I'm calling Lunchbox about pickin' her up cuz she asked him about picking her up from LaLumiere on friday. I really felt like I might have been being a bother to him, cuz eventually, I would call him and I would only get the voicemail. Every time I talked to Morgan over the internet, I'd tell her that, and she would start to worry. Eventually, we got it situated, and I'm gonna tell you how it went down, like right now!

Wednesday comes, and Morgan can't really take that school anymore. She told me that all thats going on on friday is the graduation ceremony and like she gives a crap about that in the first place. Or the school, no less... lol She wanted to leave thursday night. I told her I guess that I could do it. I had about $15 bucks in Meijer's Cards and $10 bucks cash. I asked my mom if I could probably borrow $20 bucks... she gave me $50 bucks. Nice Mom. I thought that was cool. I didn't fill up until I picked up Morgan. But thursday was still pretty hectic, though.

Jenny wanted to come over, so I had to pick her up from her house in Cedar Springs. Then I had to go to Mary's Graduation with my mom, which was fun. I sat down with a friend of mine from AV class, Bryan. He was pretty cool being around my mom and all. We were makin' fun of the principal that runs (or ran) the school. Made fun of the Salutatorian and cracked jokes about the rest of the faculty, and were being just plain weird. We were noticing that a lot of the graduating class had stuff taped to the top of their caps. I noticed one girl had the Spartan "S" logo on hers, the retarded TMI kid who thought he was a pro wrestler had "The Rock" taped on the top of his cap, and Mary had a little Hatchetman on hers. That, I thought, was the shit. Rep that shit, ninjette! Mom noticed it before I did, and that I also thought was cool that my mother recognized Hatchetman. Now, If I could get her to be a juggamom... lol

After the graduation ended (about 9ish), We waited in the lobby for Mary, gave her our congratulations, and gave her our hugs, talked a little with her, mom and I bounced out, and she dropped me off. I come to find out that I had to drop Jenny off at home that night, which kinda screwed up my scheduling, but it had to be done anyways. I didn't think that I would have had to do that till sunday, cuz I thought she was staying over for the MSI concert the next night. Nope, so I had to drop her off back to Cedar. Trevor tagged along, too... lol I drove back home, and realized I had to get directions from the exit i had to get off to LaLumiere, so I quick copied that on a piece of paper and jetted off. I got there at 1230am, Michigan time. I was worried that with me being a half hour late, that the gates were gonna be closed, but luckily, she talked to the gate keeper (that sounds so Ghostbusters), and she got the gates to remain open, cuz she had a crap load of stuff hangin' out in front of her dorm. That took a half hour or so to put that stuff in the car and to get to a gas station and gas up. She drove home, up until maybe exit 67 on I-131, which isn't really all that far away from home. In the meantime, I was sleeping, and she woke me up when she was startin' to feel groggy and we did the chinese fire drill at a McDonalds. I also got a little bite to eat, because my headache has been coming back, and I would need something to eat before taking an Ibuprofen. About 10 minutes later, I got on the exit to 68th street. I was so glad to be home, and when I stopped, my baby Morgan woke up. I told her that this was the exit that she has to get off on to get back to Gun Lake so she can work at The Bib.

We got back home, fooled around a little, and I had to wake up at 700 so I could sadly enough go to work. I had to work some of the slowest eight hours in my life! Basically, because Monday is Memorial Day, so I had to work my full eight. Got home finally, and got ready for the MSI concert. MY GOD THAT CONCERT WAS THE SHIT! All of my friends that have Woohu accounts (except for Tom cuz he didn't go... faggot) have said their piece on it, but all in all, it was the motherfucking shit! First came out this duo of guys called the Super 8-Bit Brothers. Their beats and stuff sounded a lot like videogames and stuff. Me and Trevor thought that they were awesome, but a lot of people didnt. They were flipping the guys off once they tried doing this Lip Synched skit... I thought it was creative and the one cool thing that they did during their concert was that they were saying "I know that these juggalos are having a good time... (the los were flipping them off) we basically do the same thing ICP does." Also when people were throwing stuff at them, the one guy said that they were like Duck Hunt, cuz they couldn't aim for shit.

Next was SMB, and they were cool... the lead guy had a Keytar. Keytars are awesome. Now I want one! But their stuff was pretty cool. They had a good blend of stuff throughout all of Metal Music. Good times...

Finally was MSI. The first thing I noticed was that the Duck Hunt guy was playing guitar, in replacement for the lead. From what Trevor told me was that the original guy had to have hip replacement surgery or something. Sad, but hey... Duck Hunt. Their set was an hour and a half, and Morgan just went out of control... so did the potheads, and this one guy who kept on yelling out "Jimmy Urine, I want your penis in my ass!" Morgan kept on dancing with these two chicks who were dancing and making out the entire night. I told Morgan if she wanted to, then she could fuck either or both of them for all I cared... of course, I would be there to watch... lol

The Mosh Pit did get kinda rowdy, too. Morgan and I (Trevor was with Jenny and Jack by now) decided to find a less crowded area, and we went in the back. On the way there, she got nailed in the face, and some dudes faced nailed my elbow really hard. It didn't hurt me, but I felt a nose in my elbow bone. Thank God thats the hardest bone in your body, otherwise I might have gotten hurt. Fuck that guy, nonetheless, cuz he's stupid. But Morgan did get nailed in the face again later, and I saw it happen this time. After that, I said fuck the concert, I'm gonna do what I can to protect my girl. So I decided to be a blocker for the mosh pit, but like that was a fat of luck, really. By this time, I'm not really paying attention to MSI anymore. Fuck MSI at this point, cuz I'm about making sure my girl is ok and having a good time. I'm protective like that at times. But anyways, I play the role of the blocker in the pit, so noone hurts my baby. Fat lot of luck that did, really, because some dude crashed past me and headbutted Morgan in the stomach. At first, she thought that her belly ring got ripped out, cuz it hurt so much, but when I said it was ok, she ran to the bathroom. Of course, I followed, cuz I was concerned, and she ran into the bathroom to puke. After she got out of the bathroom, Security booted her out of the arena. That really pissed her off, and I was pissed off as well. I started asking questions about it, and the bitch said that it was policy if people started puking then they have to be escorted out, cuz they don't want other people getting sick. I just said "alright, whatever." and walked out on my own free will. I'm not going to go back and have a good time, stranding my very own girlfriend who isn't even feeling well, due to a headbutt in the gut. I left the arena, and we waited in the car for Trevor.

She was crying the entire wait, because she felt obligated to apologize for getting both of us booted out. I told her that it was nobody's fault for us getting kicked out, and that its just something that happened. I think it took her a little while for her to understand it all, and besides, theres nothing that we could do about it, we got kicked out and theres nothing we can do.

Trevor came after about 15 min. later (we got kicked out at the last song) with stuff! An 8-Bit CD, an SMB CD, and an MSI Hoody. Yeah hes fresh, and he owes me a hoody wear for me letting him wear my fishnet. lol

I told him what happened and that at this point, I could care if Jack owes me $10 bucks for the drive last week to his BFE place that we me and Jenny didn't get to go to, I wanted to get Morgan home ASAP. BTW, Jenny, tell Jack that we're square on that $10. Back to the story, we drove back home using the M-6, listening to 8-Bit. Damn they sound different on the CD than live. They should have more feeling on the CD, like they did when they were live, cuz live made them sound fuckin' cool as fuck.

Right now, i'm at my grandmas, getting ready to attend my cousin, Paul's, wedding. I'll give you those results tomorrow, because right now, my girlfriend is on AIM and shes important.

Peace n chicken grease


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:: 2005 25 May :: 10.27 pm
:: Mood: Sleepy
:: Music: Type O Negative - Love You To Death

Ganked this from Trevor, who originally Ganked this from Jessika
Deadly Sins Quiz

1.01. who did you last get angry with? Everyon
1.02. what is your weapon of choice? Double Bladed Battle Axe
1.03. would you hit a member of the opposite sex? I would sooner shoot myself in the dick
1.04. how about of the same sex? Depends on how pissed off I get
1.05. who was the last person who got really angry at you? Who wasn't the last person who got really angry at me?
1.06. what is your pet peeve? People cutting me off when i'm not done talking
1.07. do you keep grudges, or can you let them go easily? Usually, I can let them go, but I have one grudge I have yet to settle

2.01. what is one thing you're supposed to do daily that you haven't done in a long time? Bedtime Prayers
2.02. what is the latest you've ever woken up? 3pm
2.03. name a person you've been meaning to contact, but haven't: My friend, Athena
2.04. what is the last lame excuse you made? I've made a lot in my time
2.05. have you ever watched an infomercial all the way through? Girls Gone Wild at 4am-7am
2.06. when was the last time you got a good workout in? Since my last Gym class in high school
2.07. how many times did you hit the snooze button on your alarm clock today? 3 times

3.01. what is your overpriced yuppie beverage of choice? Bawls
3.02. meat eaters: I love Cow... I like bacon and ham. Not really fond of chicken.
3.03. what is the greatest amount of alcohol you've had in one sitting? 6 fosters, and shared a fifth of Burbon and a fifth of Melon Liquor with two other friends
3.04. have you ever used a professional diet company? no
3.05. do you have an issue with your weight? I'd like to weigh a little more
3.06. do you prefer sweets, salty foods, or spicy foods? Sweets and some spicy, like taco sauce
3.07. have you ever looked at a small housepet or child and thought, "LUNCH"? nope

4.01. how many people have you seen naked (not counting movies/family)? about 9
4.02. how many people have seen YOU naked (not counting physicians/family)? about 9

4.03. have you ever caught yourself staring at the chest/crotch of a member of your gender of choice during a normal conversation? who hasn't?
4.04. have you "done it"? I'll assume this means sex, so yes.
4.05. what is your favorite body part on a person of your gender of choice? Girls: Everything, really. The female body is a work of art, but I love the stomach, most of all... just as long as it isn't ripped
4.06. have you ever been propositioned by a prostitute? Yes, and I slammed the door on both of them...
4.07. have you ever had to get tested for an STD or pregnancy? No. But I know, considering they don't let people with STDs donate plasma, and I have a theory that I'm not ever going to get pregnant

5.01. how many credit cards do you own? One

5.02. what's your guilty pleasure store? Hot Topic

5.03. if you had $1 million, what would you do with it? I could say that I would pay off all my debts, but I have a feeling that i'd blow it all at Hot Topic on Hatchet Gear
5.04. would you rather be rich, or famous? Famous. Money ain't shit to me, really.
5.05. would you accept a boring job if it meant you would make megabucks? I'd rather be poor and happy than rich and miserable
5.06. have you ever stolen anything? Yeah, money...
5.07. how many MP3s are on your hard drive? shitloads... but then again, it isn't my hard drive...

6.01. what one thing have you done that you're most proud of? My Music
6.02. what one thing have you done that your parents are most proud of? Graduated
6.03. what thing would you like to accomplish in your life? Music Career
6.04. do you get annoyed by coming in second place? No, cuz i'm used to it...
6.05. have you ever entered a contest of skill, knowing you were of much higher skill than all the other competitors? I never know of this type of shit
6.06. have you ever cheated on something to get a higher score? Yes, with the Teacher watching, no less...
6.07. what did you do today that you're proud of? Talked to Morgan

7.01. what item (or person) of your friends' would you most want to have for your own? Trevor's Intelligence, and Tom's sense of humor
7.02. who would you want to go on "Trading Spaces" with? Fuck Trading Spaces
7.03. if you could be anyone else in the world, who would you be? What is this, Quantum Leap? Fuck you!
7.04. have you ever been cheated on? Yes, and I was stupid to ignore it
7.05. have you ever wished you had a physical feature different from your own? Not really...
7.06. what inborn trait do you see in others that you wish you had for yourself? Comedy
7.07. do you wish you'd come up with this survey? No, this would have been a big fat fuckin' waste of my time to write up...

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:: 2005 24 May :: 3.41 pm

Your Lightsaber is Blue

Blue is often associated with depth and stability.
It symbolizes trust, loyalty, wisdom,
confidence, and truth.

What Colored Lightsaber Would You Have?
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Cool. I'm blue...


Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die...

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:: 2005 24 May :: 5.09 am
:: Mood: aggravated
:: Music: SOAD - Toxicity

Hey yall.

Not much to update. Last weekend, I had Morgan move in with me. She had a shitload of clothes she had to pack. About 5 heavy duty trashbags worth, and keep in mind that shes a pretty skinny girl, so there is a shitload of clothes in my room, so we have to rearrange my room to get it all in there... Plus soon, I'm gonna be gettin' a waterbed, so I have to move stuff around again.

Morgan and I spent all weekend moving stuff around, and also preparing for the Strange Juggalos Picnic. Speaking of which, I've heard things about people talking shit about her and I behind our backs. If someone is too chickenshit to say whats said behind our backs to our faces, then it shows their true colors: Yellow.

I really wish that people who have a problem would just confront me with it. I honestly have to say that it isn't Morgan that the people have a problem with; it's me, and Morgan is pretty much being hit with the fire that is meant for me, anyways. I've been hearing things about friends saying not-so-friendly things. I don't necessarily believe it, so i sluff it off, but if it is the case, I think someone should muster up the guts to tell me this to my face. Otherwise, shut up, cuz you ain't got shit to say.

Sunday sucked because I had to drive Morgan back to her school in Indiana. She gets out of school at noon on friday, and she needs a ride back home, so she and I can be together again. So far, I have come up with three possibilities of getting her back home, cuz I know I won't be able to do it unfortunately. One is a juggalo who lives here. Two is her mom cuz she's coming to the summer house in Gun Lake this weekend. Three is having her hitch a ride with one of the alumni from Lansing and I pick her up after work. Either which way, she can get home. I think either of these will be fine.

Morgans mom wants to meet me, and I have no problem with that. Morgan keeps on telling me about "dressing Normal" and I know what that means; strict parents who are anti-scrub, I guess. But I shall do what I can. I'm not gonna dress like an uber-prep because if I did, I might as well be gay or in church. I think perhaps a pair of baggy jeans and a non-Psychopathic shirt would be in order. I got a few of those running around. But it would possibly be nice for a first impression. I already had problems with some other girlfriend's parents in the past, and I'm really not looking forward to that shit again.

Hopefully, the game plan on Getting Morgan Back will be in full effect. Next time I talk to Morgan, I should probably ask her for her moms phone number, and her mom and I could possibly talk things out. The thing with Lunchbox picking her up might be a little bit of a problem, because he works in construction right now in Stevensville, and him picking her up at noon depends on the weather. If it rains he can, if it doesn't, then he don't get out until 4-430 and she needs to be here by 600-630 so she can go to the MSI Concert. I told her that if she doesn't go, then I won't go, and I'll just sell my ticket at the door or something.

Well, thats it for now. I'll catch you guys later, and possibly get more updated if shit goes up or down.



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:: 2005 20 May :: 7.28 am
:: Mood: worried
:: Music: HIM - Bury Me Deep Inside Your Heart

Ok, heres the dealio.

I have no clue what the fuck is going on in Benton Harlem with my girlfriend. She called me last night (and quite a few times at that), and she was very scared. From what she told me is that about a month ago, shit went down with a guy that she knew for four years... don't worry, guys. She confided in me that it wasn't for her, and I believe her. But the problem is that the deal went wrong, and the guy ended up in jail for posession, i guess. But the problem is that shes scared because the dude is calling her up and telling her that either she gets him some bail, or hes gonna try to turn her in. From what she told me was that 10 other people know about this shit, and she's afraid as well that this kid is going to continue blackmailing her after she bails him out. What is going to happen here, honestly?

I would have to say that this is mere proof that shows that drugs can ruin lives, even if you're not doing them. That's why I quit smoking pot, too. Not just cuz i'm sick of it, but also because I don't want to end up being in this kind of trouble. Still, Morgan is in a bit of a pickle, and being her boyfriend, I feel that its my right to be her knight in shining armor. The guy who comes in and puts the girl on the horse to ride in the sunset, pretty much.

But if that isn't enough, her headmaster also confiscated her room, and found some cigarettes and some bottles of Skyy. So this information might be taken to her parents, who are nuts as well. Now, shes scared shitless, afraid that they're gonna take her somewhere far away from me and that she'll never see me again. Either that or they kick her out of the house, or never allow her to go anywhere. Firstly, parents who do that are assholes. Secondly, she's 18, and has the right to do what she wants. Legally, she's an adult. If she wants to, she can move out and live with me.

I told her that is definately an option if the case is that she gets kicked out. I told her to write my number down on a paper in case that shit happens. so that way if her insane ass parents try to kick her out with nothing but the clothes on her back, then she has a place to fall back on... and I will most definately pick her up and she can live a new life with me.

I want to show her that there is a better life out there for her, and that the better life is definately with me. I love her so much... I'm willing to get her away from that madness. I know that she would like that, too... I just hope that it happens, and happens quickly. I want so much to make her happy, and other than last night, shes been floating on cloud nine.

I'll keep everyone informed as to whats going on, and Morgan... I will tell you this right now... I love you with my heart, and no matter what, you and I are one. I will always strive to be with you. If your parents try to keep you from me, then I'm comin' to you.

-Peace ya'll


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:: 2005 19 May :: 12.33 pm
:: Mood: loved
:: Music: HIM - Razorblade Romance

I know I can't stop listening to that CD but it makes me think of Morgan so damn much, and I need that to continue my day.

But this is my first attempt at free verse, so i'll give it a try.

This loneliness seems like forever.
Never having a chance at love.
Stuck in this darkness for eternity
Until you came along.

Light has been shed on this darkness
My heart feels heavy at every thought of you
My heart beating at a rapid pace
Adrenaline Rush at the thought of you

You complete me, dearly, and I love the feel
That there is someone out there who loves me
I want this to last forever
This will last for both our sakes

What is there to think of this?
I know deep inside that she is the one
Nothing can stop this ecstatic feeling
Even as I long for her touch, so far away.

I close my eyes at night
And visions swim inside my head.
Visions that are as clear as day
Visions that are obviously our future

A night-black suit and a pearl-white dress
A Hotel room for a night to rest
A future that both of us shall build
With more than eachother in our lives

Growing old in eachothers arms
Watching our children grow up quickly
So supportive are we to them
As they also grow up happy.

Sitting in rocking chairs with grey in our hair
Together forever, even until our deaths
Growing old together never felt so good
Until we are rejoined forever in Shangri-La.

I hope that this is considered free verse. If not, then hey, I would have to say that it was fun to write, and I wrote this especially for Morgan. I love you, Morgan, baby.

-Peace n Chicken Grease

Kreyz McKormik

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