Hello all, and welcome to the world of minor annoyances. They build up slowly, until it ends up bursting through your chest in a screaming fire of angry mayhem.
It's like metal, but without the vaguely homoerotic elements.
I hate Christmas. You spend tons of money buying stupid presents for people who probably won't even like the presents anyway. You fight crowds for those presents. You drive through terrible traffic and see humanity stripped to its rawest element of competitive survival. All for a fucking Barbie Dream House or a pair of shoes.
I hate the beach. It's sandy, its windy, it's fucking cold this time of year, and this beach is like... Las Vegas for old people with "morals" It's fucking stupid. If i were at a beach that didn't revolve around Bike Week, and the "Alabama Theater" (Alabama is like, 700 miles away) i'd love it. Calming scenery, a chance to get out and enjoy life, et cetera. But here, it's loud, swarmed with Canadians, and it smells like shit.
I hate it when you see a pretty girl, who seems charming and like she'd have tons of stuff to talk about. So you get up from your brew, and walk over to introduce yourself, and then you pussy out at the last second and fake going to the bathroom. Ten attempts later, you give up and go home, less of a man.
I hate it when your cousin guilts you into sharing your weed with her. Its like one of those partygirls that sucks dick for weed, without the dick sucking.
I hate shitty dates. No explanation needed.
I hate it that my new amplifier is a state away.
That's all i got right now, hang on for the next round.
Welcome back to the blog of misery, malice and petty anger, my dearest readers. May i suggest a very large dose of marijuana being on hand in case i set your nerves on edge with my slightly depressing view of life? Well, this is the third installment in my "I Hate The World" series, and it's still going strong! Comment if you agree, disagree, or if you just want me to add something to the next one.
I REALLY hate that feeling you get right when you first walk on stage and nobody cheers or claps and you have this dead silence before the first note is able to be born.
I hate Omegle. I hate the people on Omegle.
I hate sending texts to people when i'm stoned, bored, or lonely and i never get one back from anyone.
I hate waking up.
I hate working out. Its boring, makes me smell bad, makes me feel weak next to all of those buff guys at the gym, and best of all, it makes me feel like a loser wearing those lame shorts. Working out in a Social Distortion shirt FTW though.
I hate headaches.
I hate living in the city. Well, not really, but i do hate it that i can't play through my Mesa anymore except at gigs.
I hate it when i'm looking for a specific record, and i spend like 20 minutes looking for it and then i realize that it's on my turntable already. Anger ensues!
I hate high blood sugars.
I hate diabetes all together.
I hate my ex.
I hate cinnamon gum.
I hate my tongue.
I hate Italian food.
I hate being too shy to speak with girls i don't know.
I hate running out of post it notes.
I hate it when i get REALLY into a TV show, and then it gets canceled.
I hate reality TV... Have i said that before? If not, i hate it. Although, in all fairness it is sort of a warning for all of you avarice filled consumerist American swine.
I hate ricers. Loud. Obnoxious. Annoying. Slower than my JEEP GRAND CHEROKEE!!!
I hate it when i get a call on my cell and i'm driving with my music up loud and then i have to turn down the music.
I hate turning music down. Period.
I hate people who make no sense whatsoever.
I hate it when i forget to take my shades with me when i leave the house.
I hate it when i run out of weed and don't have any money.
I hate it when i get to a gig and realize that my Strat needs new strings.
I hate being the only person in a group of people conversing who dislikes a band. If you say anything, you get glared at and ignored, and if you don't say anything then you have to live in shame.
I hate shame. It's useless. *takes off his pants and runs through town*
I hate the books that my ex used to read.
I hate the music she listened to.
I hate the way she smiled and i hate the way she smelled.
And the final statement of hatred for the night is.... *drums roll, trumpets blare, millions of women scream in sexual frustration*
I hate people who dress like the guys in Avenged Sevenfold. Wearing a $70 designer shirt is NOT metal. Wearing an over priced Fidel Castro hat is not punk, and gobs of eyeliner is not rad.
I hate people who are overly possessive of their significant other.
I hate not having my wah.
I hate shaving. It's annoying.
I hate quesadilla's. Last night i was eating one and it fell apart on my lap. It was gross.
I hate people who make things up about me (Like that i RAPED THEM) while they fuck my cousin, and then they try to be friends again. Hi Michelle.
I hate hypocritical assholes who tell you not to smoke weed or drink, and then as soon as they leave you start partying harder than you ever did. Hi Michelle.
I hate it that diabetics can't get their hands tattooed.
I hate skips in my vinyl.
I hate bump 'n' grind. It's just an excuse for girls to rub themselves on some guys dick without seeming like the sluts that they are. The music that usually accompanies this "dance" is also atrocious.
I hate not having any weed around.
I hate it when you see a pretty girl in a store, and you flirt with your eyes and then when you finally get the nerves to go talk to her, she's gone.
I hate cell phones. They ever have signal when you need it, and mine doesn't even ring or vibrate sometimes.
I hate people who buy too much junk that they don't need.
I hate those HUGE giant motherfucking sunglasses that girls wear. It makes it impossible to tell how cute they are in the face. Suuure they may have great tits, but their face could look like Dick Cheney's asshole.
I hate it when my feet are cold and nothing else is.
I hate sewing.
I hate that split second when you're on stage and you're still getting your amp kicked on and your guitar tuned up and you just feel self conscious and stupid and like you shouldn't be there. And then the music hits you and you're fine.
I hate being too lazy to go join a gym.
I hate bad dreams.
Well, thats all for now. I'm getting a bit over heated from all of this hate.
Recently, while driving down the road with my Mom, i made some sort of derrogetory comment about a book my Sister had left in the car, to which my Mom said, "You know, you sure do hate a lot of things... It can't be healthy."
So UG, you are about to recieve the longest list ever, written in no particular order.
Trailor parks; they're a bloody eyesore, and the lovely people that live in them are always so much fun!
White people with oriental, or tribal tattoo's. I hate it even more so if it's Chinese characters.
Bad books, poety, movies, plays, TV, paintings, and songs.
The random jerkoff's in Guitar Center who turn up the Line 6 Spider they're playing, WAAAY too loud, and just sound horrible.
Those big, giant, triangle picks.
People who are too stupid to realize they're own actions will doom them. For example, my girlfriend's Dad who voted for McCain, even though he would NEVER thing=k of funding stem cell research. FYI, my girlfriend is diabetic, and stem cells could cure her.
Myspace, and almost every single attentionwhore, and bad picture on the damnable website.
My dick. He's always coming out at the wrong moment, or getting my into trouble.
Every single reality TV show, also any and all shows that are a competition.
Sports fans. I mean seriously people, we know you love em. But must you be so damned obnoxious?
People with a rod up they're asses. In a book store today, i was playing with a wind-up catterpillar while my girlfriend was looking at some boring Chick-Lit, and this old lady and her daughter kind of glared at me, like i was a monkey throwing shit at innocent bystanders. I hate you old lady and mildly hot MILFish daughter.
Ugly girls that everybody says are SOO hot, refference Angelina Jolie.
Beatles fan-persons. My cousin Carrie is a huge fan, and honestly it get a bit obnoxious. Our conversations on music go something like this... "So do you like any blues guys? Robert Johnson? Maybe some Johnny Winter?" and then she'll say, "Are they the Beatles? Yeah, didn't think so."
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Almost any musical, or Broadwayesque movie play or show.
Bad tone on records.
People who think i'm lame because i like poetry, old vinyl albums, video games, roller derby, Hot Wheels cars, or any of my other interests.
Hot Topic, and most people who shop there. I'll admit that once in a great while, i'll go in for earrings, and come out with a new shirt or something, but i don't swear by it. In no way, shape or form do i think that if you don't shop there, you're weak, or lame. I hate the way that the whole damned corporation nationalizes individuality. It's like, "Hey guys, you ever heard of Black Flag?" "Yeah, i saw that shirt in Hot Topic... Isn't it a movie?"
Boyscouts. They sit around, learning to tye knots, and plotting to get you to buy they're popcorn. I don't even care that the caramel corn is pretty damn awesome, i hate those little boys, and Girlscouts too!
Commercials for Old Spice, Axe, Tag or any other sort of defunkification product.
The guilt i feel when i know i'm smarter than most people i know.
Twilight fangirls. I hate the displays of the junk in book stores, i hate the conventions, i hate the craze over the big new thing that Anne Rice did a long time before Stephany Failure put pen to paper.
Alpaca's! If you don't know what they are, google images them. They smell horrible, grunt at you, try to bite your hands off, and yes, you even have to help them mate!
Well folks, this is far from over, and sooner or later i shall write to you again. But until then my friends, feel safe knowing that you weren't mentioned in my first chapter in the long story of how i hate the world.
Well now, i've tried to slim down what bands i like best for my "Favorite Bands" section in my profile, but i just can't make it fit into the 5000 characters or whatever it is. So i've decided to just write it all out in a blog... In alphebetical order no less!
AC/DC, Acid Bath, The Adicts, Adolescents, Aerosmith, AFI, Agent Orange, Agnostic Front, Albert Cummings, Albert King, Alestorm, Alice In Chains, Alien Ant Farm, All That Remains, The Allman Brothers, The Animals, Annihilator, Anthrax, Anti-Flag, Antiseen, The Aquabats, Arch Enemy, Armor For Sleep, Army Of Anyone, Artillery, As Blood Runs Black, As I Lay Dying, Atmosphere, Avenged Sevenfold, The Avengers.
B.B. King, Bad Brains, Bad Religion, Bad Wizard, Batmobile, Beale Street Sheiks, Beastie Boys, The Beatles, Between the Buried and Me, Big Bad Bollocks, Big Sandy & His Fly-Rite Boys, Bikini Kill, Bill Haley & His Comets, Billy Idol, Billy Lee Riley, Bl'ast, Black Flag, Black Label Society, Black Light Burns, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, Black Sabbath, Blind Blake, Blind Lemon Jefferson, Blind Willie Johnson, Blind Willie McTell, Bloodhound Gang, The Bo-Stevens, Bo Burnham, Bo Diddley, Bob Dylan, Bob Marley, Bobby "Blue" Bland, Brand New, Brand New Sin, The Brian Jonestown Massacre, The Brian Setzer Orchestra, Bruce Springsteen, Buckethead, Buddy Guy, Buddy Holly, Bukka White, Bumble Bee Slim, Butthole Surfers, The Buzzcocks.
Candlemass, Candye Kane, Carcass, Carl Perkins, Carnal Forge, Cataract, Cathedral, Celtic Frost, Chalie Spand, Charley Horse, Charley Patton, The Charlie Daniels Band, Cheap Trick, Children of Bodom, Chimaira, Choking Victim, Chuck Berry, The Church, The Circle Jerks, The Clash, Clutch, Coheed & Cambria, The Company Band, Coroner, Corrosion of Conformity, The Cramps, Crazy Horse, Cream, Cro-Mags.
The Damned, Dead Kennedeys, Death, Deep Purple, Destroyer 666, Devo, Dick Dale, The Dils, Dire Straits, The Dirtbombs, Disturbed, Douglas Dillard, Down, The Dream Syndicate, Dream Theater, Drive-By Truckers, Dropkick Murphys, Duck Duck Goose, The Dukes of Stratosphear.
Eagles of Death Metal, Earl Scruggs, Eddie Cochran, Eddy "The Chief" Clearwater, Electric Six, Elvis Presley, Emperor, Entombed, Eric Clapton, Evile, Exhorder, Exodus, Eyehategod, Eyes Set To Kill.
The Fabulous Thunderbirds, Five Bolt Main, Flamin' Groovies, Flat Duo Jets, Flyleaf, Foo Fighters, Frantic Flattops, Franz Ferdinand, Fu Manchu, Fugazi.
G.G Allin, G.G Allin and the Murder Junkies, Gallows, Gene Vincent, Glassjaw, God Forbid, Godless Wicked Creeps, Gojira, The Gories, Gorillaz, Gov't Mule, Guns N' Roses, Guttermouth.
Hatebreed, Helmet, The Hidden Hand, High On Fire, Hillbilly Hellcats, The Hives, Hoodoo Gurus, The Horrorpops, The Horrors, Horrors, Hound Dog Taylor, Howlin' Wolf.
Infernal, InRage, Isis.
Jeff Beck, Jeff Daniels, Jerry Lee Lewis, JET, The Jim Carroll Band, Jim White, The Jimi Hendrix Experience, Jimmy Lloyd, Joe Bonamassa, Joe Satriani, Joe Stump, John Lee Hooker, Johnny Cash, Johnny Winter, Jucifer, Junior Brown.
Karnivool, Killswitch Engage, Koffin Kats, Korn, Kreator, Kyuss, The La's, Lacuna Coil, Lamb Of God, Larry Williams, Leadbelly, Led Zeppelin, Lee Rocker, Left Lane Cruiser, The Legendary Shack Shakers, Lenny Kravitz, Lifetime, Lightnin' Hopkins, Little Walter, Los Straitjackets, Louis Armstrong, Louis XIV, The Loved Ones, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Lyres.
Ma Rainey, Machine Head, Mad Sin, Marilyn Manson, Marshall Owens, Mastodon, MC5, Megadeth, Melvins, Metal Church, Metallica, Mike Ness, Minor Threat, The Misfits, Mississippi Fred McDowell, Mississippi John Hurt, Molly Hatchet, Motley Crue, Motorhead, Muddy Waters, Municipal Waste.
Nebula, Neil Young, Nekromantix, Nevermore, Nirvana, No Vacancy, NOFX, North Mississippi Allstars, The Notorious B.I.G, Nuclear Assault.
Oasis, The Obsessed, The Offspring, Onslaught, Orange Goblin, The Outlaws, Overkill, Ozzy Osbourne.
The Pandoras, Pantera, Paramore, Pearl Jam, Pelican, Pennywise, Pentagram, A Perfect Circle, Phantom Rockers P.S.M, The Phenomenauts, Pink Floyd, Primus, Public Enemy.
Queens Of The Stone Age.
Rage Against The Machine, Rammstein, The Ramones, Ray Wylie Hubbard, Reagan Youth, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Restless, The Reverend Horton Heat, The Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band.
Rick James, Rigor Mortis, Rites of Spring, RNF, Rob Zombie, Robert Earl Keen, Robert Johnson, The Rolling Stones, Rooster Ruley, Rusty Cooley.
S.O.D, Sacred Reich, Santana, Scott H. Biram, Scott Perry, The Sex Pistols, Shadows Fall, Shroud Of Bereavement, Siouxsie & The Banshee's, Skip James, Slayer, Smashing Pumpkins, The Smithereens, Social Distortion, Sodom, The Soft Boys, Son House, Sonic Youth, Southern Culture On The Skids, Spirit Caravan, Stampin' Ground, Static-X, Steve Earl, Steve Vai, Stevie Ray Vaughun & Double Trouble, Stone Sour, The Stooges, Stray Cats, The Strokes, Suicidal Tendencies, Supersuckers, Sylosis, System of a Down.
T-Bone Walker, T-Rex, T.S.O.L, Tampa Red, Ted Nugent, Tenacious D, Testament, Thee Headcoats, The Three O'Clock, Tommy Edwards, Tony Joe White, Tool, Toxic Holocaust, Tramp, Turisas.
UFO, Unearth, The Used.
Van Halen, The Vandals, The Velvet Underground, The Ventures, The Vines, Voivod, The Von Bondies.
Walter Trout, Warbringer, Warren Haynes, The Wave, Weedeater, The Weirdos, The White Stripes, White Zombie, The Who, Wildcard, Wolfmother, Wolfpack Unleashed, Wylde Ratts.
The Yardbirds, YOB.
Zombie Ghost Train, ZZ Top,
my font is blue, because tonight was a magnificent moment in the development of my bluesyness. i saw B.B King in concert tonight. quite simply it was kickass. the guys a fuckin god, right? besides, i hope when my 'little P O E' quits workin', ill be able to laugh about it like he did tonight. thats kinda it, im sitting in a hotel room, listening to Social Distortion and wishing i had some food. P O E. P.S, to my penguin, im sorry again. ill be on my best behavior from here on out!