February 3rd, 2001: Not much has happened in the last month or so, hence the lack of updates. I finally found my next car, and although it is an import, It's pretty nice. My friend is selling a 1985 BMW 318i, which I quickly showed interest in. Hopefully within the next week or so, I'll pick it up. Aside from that, I received an award for being one of the top graphic designers in the whole state. That provided a much needed morale boost, I have some motivation back. That's about it.

January 4th, 2001: Hm. That last entry was pretty depressing. Anyway, enough with the bitching, time for the new years update. New Years eve rocked, I partied at Sammy's house and partook in many a drink. I was up to about my 8th or 9th drink (Of either Bacardi or Canadian Mist), and it was getting a bit late. Not wanting to vomit all over the furniture in my sleep, i decided it would be a good idea to puke. And if you know me, well you know things tend to get out of hand when alcohol comes into play... well this time was no exception. I stumbled once and fell on Keith. I got back up, determined to make my way to the sink. I once again attempted to walk... bad idea. I stumbled, fell and landed right on a goddamn cactus. Not one of those little ones, mind you, this was one of those big three or four foot tall cactuses. I broke the thing right in two, and somehow managed to get back up, make it to the sink, vomit and get back to the chair. And then I woke up on New Years day and picked all those goddamn cactus needles out.

December 8th, 2000: It is a truly sad day today. A large part of me died, my most prized posession was destroyed today. I was driving home today, and i was being extremely careful due to the severe shittiness of the roads, but there wasn't much i could do. I was just past the reservoir coming from Holden into Worcester, when I rounded a curve and my car spun out of control. There was nothing I could do as I watched the car spin right towards a telephone pole, and it smashed into it, shattering the passenger side windows instantly and completely obliterating the passenger side. The frame is bent in, so there's no hope for the car. Oh yeah, I don't have collision insurance, either, so I will be accepting donations for the next 'Stang. Hahah. Give me your money or i will run you over.... oh wait... nevermind. On a lighter note, magic the gathering rules.
November 25th, 2000:In Flames was tonight, which was pretty good. The last time they played in September rocked a little harder, but for $10 I'm not gonna complain. Anyway, Sammy and I were able to acquire some alcoholic beverages. Unfortunately, (Or maybe it's fortunately...) they didn't have the half-pint size of 151 that I wanted so instead i got a 750ml bottle. Needless to say, I am feeling nice as i write this. Anyway, I just got back from drinkin' with the metal horde at Tortilla Sam's, and I think its time to do some more of that drinkin'. So fuck off and die, asshole.
November 23rd, 2000: Well, I haven't made any entries in a while, so here goes. My 18th birthday has come and gone, I got tatooed. The design is located here. It only took about 15 minutes, and I am very satisfied with it. Don't ask me what it means, I am sick of explaining it to everyone. November 9th, the eve of my birthday was Dark Funeral, which was insane. Last night, I saw Incantation, Nile and Impaled, along with Burial and Eternal Suffering. The show was ridiculous, the only thing that sucked was getting tossed and stuck in front of the PA during Impaled... my hearing is shot to hell right now in my left ear. Friday is In Flames, for the third time. The band drama has calmed down, although I still don't really like the perpetrator of the whole thing... I don't actively hate him right now, but it can be assured that there are no positive feelings for the person. We are supposed to play in Kittery, Maine on December 2nd, so hopefully that happens. Other than that, not much is new. I am going to start a show journal/archive of all the metal shows I have been to recently, mainly for personal record, and because I'm bored right now.
October 27th, 2000: What an interesting last week or so. We had to cancel our show in Lawrence that is supposed to be going on tonight, for various reasons. A certain someone seems to think he is going to kill us by saying "WE ARE GONNA DIE SOON" and "Death is on it's way"... pretty funny. Maybe all that emo crying is gonna make our heads explode. But enough of that... Vader, Dying Fetus, Deeds of Flesh and TYOOL tonight, then party time for sammy's 18th birthday. I'm sure I will have some interesting drunkenness stories for you all tommorrow.

October 11th, 2000: Well, less than a month left of being a minor. Alright. Jay Potvin is still a homo. My landlord is also still a dirty cunt, she's kicking us out. Time for a new apartment, maybe one with a landlord that doesnt complain when you walk around too heavily in the morning. HAH. What a cunt.

October 8th, 2000: Cryptopsy on Friday was rockin' (even though we didnt get to see Cryptopsy), but the afterparty was even more rockin'. We go out to some firepit out in the sticks of Worcester, and I immediately began partaking in the festivities. It was pretty ridiculous. Some crazy motherfucker Dan would stand in the firepit on command. Lots of other stuff was there, but I dont have time for intricate detail right now. Keith, being the mama's boy that he is (hahah) decided we had to go home because he couldnt get in contact with the parental units... so I had to violate every single beleif I had and let Keith drive the 'Stang. At this point, I had forgotten how shitty the roads on the way there were, and I had recently pounded a few since Keith told me he wanted to head out soon. Well, as you can imagine, 9 beers in 2 and a half hours, no food and a bumpy ass road don't mix too well. So I evacuate myself out the window (or so I thought) for a good few minutes, and get my head back into the car. We get to Erics, and the dome lights go on. "Ohhhhhh FUCK!"... vomit all over the back seat. Although the stains are mostly out now, I'm still working on the vile stench. Time for work.

October 6th, 2000: Well, this is the new layout... its good enough for me, so thats all I really care about for right now. I'm really bored at the moment... so i'm going to stop until I have something to actually write about. Fuck off.