| THINGS HAVE CHANGED.......SHIT! IT'S CHRISTMAS AGAIN!!!!! |
[Dec. 7th, 2007|07:23 pm] |
now that the thanking of the giving has gone and past....and the shitty turkey has been finally replaced with actual good tasting turkey and is finally digested (well, it's been gone for weeks now) and it's been okay thus far.
bills have been actualy paied on time, and i havent gotten in jeopardy with them since this second job...pays good, 3 days per week....the only thing is ...well, that i dont sleep for 2 days straight...and go from one job to another without any rest whatsoever.
man, do i look like a crackhead when the day is over....
but i have to
gotta pay bills
gotta rent the apartment
gotta start somewhere...
and im glad this time ive learned better to what to do with my money...thank fucking god!
ah shit....it's christ-mas!!!
CHRIST!!!
....MAS!!!!
lol, well if you do break up the words that is what it sounds like, so shut yo face and fuck yo couch!
man, and just when i thought i would finally save enough to move the fuck out...here comes the christmas shoppin'
FUCK IM GONNA BE POOR........again!!!
shooting the heads offa zombies is fun!
aside from that, just been super busy with these 2 jobs....so i opologize for the lack of updates, i know how you--my eager blog readers--you know, the 3 of you, lol--cant wait to begin a day without the latest exploits of wonderful ol' me.
well that's all for now---see you guys laters....for now, i need my sleep---got work and even more christmas shoppin to-mo-rrow.
oh, and chinese pastries are yummy |
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| SO WHILE YOU WERE HANDING OUT THE CANDY.... |
[Nov. 1st, 2007|07:28 pm] |
.....my ass was going house to house taking it!
muwahahahahahahahaha
FUCK YEAH BITCHES!!!!
man, havent gone trick or treating since i was 12-13
shit, i did'nt know what i was missing till last night, shit did i have some kick ass fun.
man, i was giggling and laughing like no other.
anyway, lemme let you guys go....i have diabetes to catch, lol
oh, and this was my costume....ZOMBIE!!!!
candycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandy
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| THIS IS DEDICATED FOR THOSE WHO STILL BELIEVE IN SUPERHEROES |
[Oct. 23rd, 2007|09:54 pm] |
Gwen Stacy isn't dead she's only sleeping
and Elektra isn't evil or insane
Those bastards in the Pentagon can't really kill Sue Dibney
No more than they could kill off Lois Lane
I was thinkin' how the world should have cried
On the day Jack Kirby died.....
they are as imaginary as a 4-year old's imagination, larger than life figures that do what is right and never expect anything in return.
lol, "wealth n' fame he's ignored.....action is his reward, look out here comes da spider-man"
and other things of that sort.
this little blog is for those that at their shittiest times look up for reasons to smile....reasons to live.....reasons to keep on.
yes, i know this does'nt mean much to any of you----and at this time , im not looking very aldult by stating this.
but yeah, i dig superheroes.....
im never gonna deny that, and sure, although i havent bought any new comics in ages (yeah, now and then once inna while...or get some free because of a friend) i still am taken back to simpler times when i flip through those pages, or see it on the big and small screen....
people who are not of this earth, time, dimension....but who have nothing but good in their heart.
i guess we see them as rolemodels of ourselves....people we want to be.
someone who does things because they want to help without really expecting anything in return except that the people in their lives are happy and safe, taken care of, and most of all, have love and admiration to what you have done in their lives.
we almost stride to be heroes in our own way
by being that father figure
by being a guiding light in their moments of darkness and pain
by showing we care.....
no strings attached.
or maybe we just yearn for that moment of innocense that we've once had that we will never get back. that moment that we did not fear the world or the pain that we are used to now in any given day.
that moment in our lives that we truly felt invulnerable.
a child falls on the floor....and just shrugs off the pain and continues doing what he was doing.
but if that child now grown falls, he breaks his arm and needs medical attention.
maybe he was pushed down....who will pay his bills....can he work his job ever again....will he ever be able to hold someone's hand again and feel it's warmth love?
there were times when all that was needed was a loving parent's kiss on the boo boo to take your confidence level to new heights.....
so caring....so loving....so innocent.
no one ever does that when you grow up
no one's there to kiss that boo boo away.....
it's the heartache of love.....the pain of hate.....jelousy....bills.....mortgage....just trying to get out of bed every morning to make ends meat.
eitherway.....maybe im just some dude who'll never outgrow that phase in his life.
or maybe...just maybe....this is striking a chord with some of you people.
hey...i read comics
nothing wrong with that.
and if a superhero show airs on tv, or is made into a picture.....you better believe that im gonna be there, as giddy as a five year old with anticipation for the world he's about to enter....a world of makebelieve, the ever predictable fights about good versus evil, and maybe...just maybe....become a better person in the end
here's a little video
THE BALLAD OF BARRY ALLEN by Jim's Big Ego
although this features wally west's verson of the flash, i know it still has the same meaning behind it
and for my wrestling fans out there.......here's what an awesome wrestling promotion TNA realy is, when they just focus on the talent and dont fuck it up with storylines and shitty booking
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| ARE WII HAVING FUN YET??!?!?!?!? |
[Oct. 19th, 2007|08:34 pm] |
come around children, come on close.
it's time to update this blasted thing and get this week over with.
seeing as how my blogs usualy start off with some post-EMOrific cries for help and attention to my fleeting love life (or lack there of ......hey, this *cough*horny*cough*).
yeah yeah yeah, ive heard it all before......so save yer breaths everyone, im doing what i can here with what i got......
EEEEEEEEEEEWWWW!!
not that, jeez...get yer mind out of the gutter, jeesus!
ah, fuck, forget it...IM trying to change here, so bare with me okay?
so i'll spare you...for now, mostly because some of you seem to ASSume and jump to conclusions very eagerly.
yes, now before someone states "but edgar, did'nt you post before that you were a changed man and yadda yadda yadda?"
but it seems i havent yet.....seems i'd hardly changed
wow, guess i really need to work on that.
hmmmn....crap, i hate this shit
but this time it seems that i can now.....certain traits need to be changed
lol, and i guess a change of clothes is as good a start as any....
among other things
.....hey, im trying okay, for myself this time.
something i should've done when i first posted those blogs....but like anything in life, there's always something that was ignored.
still the same person huh?
weird, just yesterday i was a dude wearing kitty ears and wearing sunglasses at night (htank you corey hart) with two pieces of thin hair hanging from my scalp and a corset-type, heavy-buttoned trench coat with handcuffs for a belt.....
ah, meeeeeeemories, lol
shit if anyone then looked at how i looked now, they wouldnt believe it.
that gothy-emo-hybrid of a guy looking all suit-and-tie with short hair and whatnot.
anywho, that's what i got to say about that.
well, here's a list of WII games that ill surely keep someone busy, lol
mostly because im jelous because of all the ass kissing i gotta do to play these at their house.....fuckers, lol
SUPER SMASH BROTHERS BRAWL:
RESIDENT EVIL: THE UMBRELLA CHRONICLES
SUPER MARIO GALAXY
oh well, guess ill just have to settle for my XBOX 360 games
devil may cry 4
wwe raw VS smackdwon 2008
TNA IMPACT
guitar hero 3 (also available on the WII)
resident evil 5
rock band
assasins creed
call of duty 4: modern combat
so, yeah, i think i can handle it
later gaters
oh and before i forget ....
WWE SUCKS!!!!!
they've taken a huge dive in everything and as much as a fa i am, id rather watch the second guys, the second wrestling promotion....TOTAL NONSTOP ACTION!!!
and for fun....just because i like the song that was used
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| THINGS OF THE PAST THAT WILL FOREVER BE LOST IN THE FLAMES |
[Oct. 9th, 2007|09:46 pm] |
as i finished calling various places that are offering appartments for rent around my area (yes, I've been calling eversince i got home from eating some my-TEE-fine porkchops and giving someone some brithday well wishes) i decided to clean my closet and start some fall weather clean up.
wow....the memories i have......the people that i once knew...
the feelings they once had for me....
i did'nt know it would make me feel that way
love letters
birthday cards giving well wishes covered with hugs and kisses
kind words of admiration and love
.....forgotten memories of a time that i did'nt realize that i was really cared for.
but the thing that hurts me the most......is that these people......all of em have forgotten me in the drop of a hat.
that these people now see me as their enemy
that they've changed so much for the bitter or worse.....while I've been the same person Ive been eversince I saw how cruel and unkind the world realy is.
these people have changed and with that their feelings that they had for me have turned to and almost regretable feeling across their minds and hearts.
if these people ever see me in the street....they might dismiss me and ignore me.....while others might confront me and hurt me with their words of hate.
hate that i do not know where it originated from...
I've done nothing.....i've been the same person ive been since ive known them
but them....they, on the other hand....have become who they are now: someone I've never met before
so with that.....Im keeping some of the memories....but the other have a date with oblivion
it's amazing what kinda stuff you can get away with when living in a queens neighborhood these days.......
anywho......closets clean....memories gone......places will call me tomorrow and then well, then i guess i'll be going apartment hunting tomorrow, i just hope they call back....
....seriously, none of these people picked up their phones....but i left messages
hope that counts for something.
my brother even agrees with me....i need, we all need to get out of here....
but its gonna atke money....a whole lot of spenind money.....
....crap, george harrison song refference
lol, oh well
later gaters.....
much love to those that actually care for me in the present |
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| IF YOU WANT ME TO...I WILL |
[Sep. 30th, 2007|09:37 pm] |
sitting here.....about to pay my phonebill (cellphone bill to be more accurate) I am reminded of things. Yeah, im very weird like that.....it's part of the whole "complexity" that someone pointed out to me.
oooooooooooooooh, look at that, im mysteriously complex
QUICK, someone call the media, im complex!!!
i believe they need sweaters in hell because it has officialy frozen over.....oooh, im complex!
shit, who is'nt, lol
there, that's enough of that rant for the moment
eventhough it was mostly used for the purpose of starting a good sentence to this already attention grabbing blog *rolls eyes*
i mean, seriously.....like, 3 people read this thing....and one of them has had their profile so hacked into that she cant even add me to her top 8, lol
pooooooooooooooorqueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!
MUTHERFUCKER, I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME?!?!?!?!
eh, sorry for trying to be mister funny......even at the most worse of times hon
but, eh.....i try , you know, i realy try to help in whatever way i can
even though that at times, it's at the most wrongest of times......i have bad timing, i guess.
well, to be honest, originally i was gonna call this blog entry "EDGAR STRANGELOVE (or how i found out my mother was a complete and utter vengeful cunt, and decided to love the bomb.......that i wished fell on her) but the restrictions of blog titles is very limited, and was worried that you, the reader, might've been bored just by reading its title alone.........and i just came up with it....CLEVER!!!!
spider-kid!
spider-kid!
does whatever a.....um, 4 year old does...?!?!?
goes to pee
every time
likes to play ds all the time
look out!
here comes the spider-kid....
hehehehe, face painting.....who'd knew it would be the answer to an ever hyper 4 year old....the more you know i guess, lol
shit! mebbe i should've entered the jumping room.....but then i'd probably be arrested for impersonating a 4 year old or something, lol
anyway....had a good time today
although yeah....
you know what, im not gonna say anything else.....seems like ive said enough as it is realy
well, seeing as how im apparently gifted into writing and expressing myself through my work........i'd thought i'd share my latest entry...
think what you will....and even say what you wanna say to me
i just wanted to say it.....and since i cant realy say it......i do the next best thing, realy: write it
besides, it'll actually read better than being read by me....seriously, i do no have a good singing voice for karaeoke, so what would make me think that i this will sound good it i read it to you, lol.....DORK!
***ahem***
He walks along this lonely street
no one to dry his tears
massage his aching back
or drive away his ever present fears
there are no ocean waves to wash his soul
the only thing that smothers his body at night is the cigarette smoke that fills his lungs
not the warmth of her skin
not the aroma of her natural scent
the only thing that keeps him warm these days is the lit up piece of rolled up paper that burns a firery red glow at the tip of his lips.
As he lays there on the sidewalk
He is reminded of all the reasons why he lusts for her
Her smile,
and the way it teases at his seductively in his mind
Her laugh,
and the way it tempted him
Her eyes,
and the way they seem to hypnotize whenever he looks into them
As he sits there silent filling his air with cancer
He is reminded of all the reasons why he loves her
Her smile,
and the way it brings such life into his world
Her laugh,
and the way it makes everything okay
Her eyes,
and the way they seem to read his every thoughts
as the cancerous stick in his mouth is within an inch of its use
all he can do is think of her
and with that, he reaches into his pocket
and pulls another one and begins anew
and will continue to do so, until the tears from his eyes have stopped running down his face
well, there it is.....come up with your own conclusions
i mean, seriously....you, what?...3 people reading this will get it, while others wont...
whatever, i just felt like saying it |
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| Mischevous intentions of an already confusing propaganda-filled existence |
[Sep. 1st, 2007|07:55 pm] |
well well well, lookit' that?
i have a car...somewhat, lol
eh, i guess for the matter at the moment i have 4 wheels of edgar waiting for me outside my humble abode..
you, know....when i eventualy get to drive
that is to say, WHEN i can drive without endangering the lives of whomever rides alongside with me...
hey, it's been fucking 9 months since i fucking passed my driver exam, gimmie a break cabron!
optimus christ, do some people bitch, lol
....yeah...a car....whatta world huh?
half.....
eh, better than none huh? and at an awesome price, so im not bitching......
and the insurance was'nt a complete brain exploding experience....well, thus far, ha!
it's been great having the house to myself thus far, and it sucks that this freedom wil end this coming friday....but alas, this just prepares me to when i actually move out of this hell-hole...
which will be soon....i friggin hope
it's really great having people over
even if i will admit to acting like a jerk at times, but i dont mean it....but that is another story to tell.
oh, and just for a reminder: SPIDER_MAN: REIN.....is...not...about LETTING GO, lol
it's about resposibility and the responsibility we have with what we have
and that whatever happens, love will strive on and will continue even after your life has left the living world
HA!!
eat it beeyotches!
I have resposibility
more than even what a father would have, but that's good
it's been making me strong
and making me realize that, yeah, i fucked in the head and even complex (well, not as much as i was before....hey, gimmie a break, im working on it, sheesh!)
but i know where it matters most and give it all i have.
yeah, im a kid ....a very big 27 year old kid
but that dont mean i wont help anyone in need, especially someone i care about.
I do waaaaaaaaaaaay beyond what some people ask for.....and that's good
because then i know i wont be beaten, muwahahahahahaha.
eh....guess that's all for now
well thus far....there's too much floating around this noggin....
but, right now
i need to kick someone's ass in guitar hero......or at least play to her level, lol |
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| CONFESSIONS AND LOT OF OTHER DISCLOSED ARTIFACTS FINALLY EXPOSED |
[Aug. 20th, 2007|01:59 pm] |
*an old man approaches the bench with a big brown book in his hands....he gently coughs and greets it with a smile. He slowly sits in the bench that is sorrounded by wide-eyed onlookers, hopelessly awaiting a tale that will surely keep them at bay, excited, and teach them something.
he rests the book on his lap and gently stretches his hands, hand that show age and experience, he then gently opens the book where his place holder was placed and begins*
gather 'round children, it's time for your most emotional and delusional buddy to tell you a tale.
a story about a man who's thoughts are on the past, and that he, like many of you at times, wishes they could have stayed in those simpler times.....rather than the harsh reality that is the current.
*He places his glasses on his face, gently blows the dust away and sits in an upright position*
He thinks. He Cannot stop thinking.
Think of someone. This. That. That Life. Those days of past.
That dream was his.
A utopian dream.
But like all stars, his died.
That gas was gone.
No pull between.
The atmosphere was dry
and he begins to choke on the tears in his eye.
It was like he was taken from his star - like a child being taken from its favorite
toy - he did not know what was happening.
Dazed. Confused. Without true reality, there he sits.
Wondering.
He faces the world with a smile, no one knows what is hid inside.
They see only happiness, they cant see the tears he's cried.
When he is alone it hurts, because there he does it well.
In front of all the watchful eyes of heaven his world turns to hell.
inside he still sings that someone's song.
he sings and drinks,
and sleeps on floors,
and tries hard not to be annoyed,
by all those people worrying about him.
So when he's suffering through some awful drive,
that person occasionally crossese his mind.
It's his hidden hope that this said person is still among them.
are you?
*gently places the place holder in between where he was reading and closes the book for all to see*
this story, children, is about a man who wishes for things.
a thinker....a wanderer.....
a dreamer
you all dream of things, some will achieve, some might never get outside the home....but we all struggle
we all suffer
we all live life.
I've never had a father....I've had a dad
and to tell you the truth, i liked the dad more because he was my father.
I taught myself to be a better person, and it shows in everything i do
i hafta to admit that it's hard at times, but i dont complain
because the happiness it's the only reward that i want.....
even if that happiness comes from someone else, rather than my own happiness.
I want to be like my papo
and i hope I have not disapointed you yet
hey charlie? you up there?
it's your big brother ed!
how's life up there?
i wonder how life would be if you'd were here with us.
wonder how you'd look aside edmundo? probably like edmundo but with blonde hair, lol
hmmmmm, it's the internet whore syndrome....except rather than just keep posting pictures and trying to get as much attention as possible.
i actualy just write alot about myself and what im feeling.....
weird, lol
later gaters, take care |
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| THINGS NOT TO DO WHEN YER DRUNK, AND OTHER STUPID THINGS IVE DONE |
[Aug. 14th, 2007|01:42 am] |
......you all may be wondering why the fuck am i writing a blog at 1:00 am in the morning, but to be honest i could'nt sleep, and atop of the fact that i was at MSG watching wwe monday night raw live it was a pretty safe bet that i sure was'nt gonna be capable of getting any good shuteye...
but the reason why this should realy shock you is that ive decided to work tomorrow, my day off, so pretty much there is ,like, about an hour to an hour and a half time between what im doing here and where i'll be....WORK!!!
hey, ive made it through saturday night into sunday morning WHILE taking my little best friend to coney island for a pre-birthday gift and working that same entire saturday......why not see if i can do it again?
right?
.....hello?
anyone agreeing with me.....anyone?
im going to break 1000 on my bank account....that is a big feat in my book, mostly because the most i was able to have is 200-300 in 3 days....eventhough ive made 700 every 2 weeks at my old gamestop job....but ive had manny things to buy and pay,but i'd rather not get into what exactly, resulting in me hardly having anything at all....
this is a sign that i am keeping on my word: to save up and finally move out y'know.
i should be glad that i realy havent done nothing too exhausting or difficult to achieve this...but i just feel decent about it
lol, guess it really was easily said and done!
i though id have some problems with it, but nothing's popped up yet.
PLEAAAAAAAAAAAAASE DONT TAKE AWAY MY DRINKING PRIVILEGES!!!!
i wanna go out drinking and have fun
pretty please, i promise to pay for the drinks.......um,again? lol
sorry, but i just had a blast that night and realy had a kick ass time....because going to a karaoke bar by yerself is'nt the same.
my mom' leaving with my brother , edmundo, to ecuador for 2 weeks in about 2 weeks exactly.
they're leaving on the 27th of this month and returning on the 7th of next (september)...
so i guess i'll be having the house to myself.
parties....wild drink-ins....wild sex filled orgies....that's right, NONE OF THAT SHIT WILL BE HAPPENING HERE, lol
well, mebbe just having drinks and playing guitar hero 2 with a friend....getting ready to whoop her ass on it.....mostly because she beat the shit out of me every time we played it on her ps2.
but now i get my revenge, muwahahahahahahahaha.
wow, some kewl little dude i know is turning 4
been a wild year of a ride, but a good one....i just hope he likes his gifts.
yeah, i know these are like the most random statements im writing here...but please bear with me, Ive only had a pretzel to eat and the vegatarian burrito i brought from the city was'nt gonna eat itself y'know?
it's hard to eat AND type
multitask wizard im not.....
im trying to see if i could save some money and go somewhere, like a little trip.
im thinking london.....
funny thing about going places, it's easier if you have someone go with you..
*cough*HINT*cough*
.......that or try to make friend with someone who lives there and crash in their place for the entire stay.
*cough*HINT*cough*
lol, anywaz....i guess it would be good getting out of the new york area BY myself rather than goign somewhere with the family....
.....lol, knowing me, i might just stay in new jersey for a bit and just call it even, that way i know i could stay with a friend *cough* alyssa*cough* and be somewhere ive never been to, lol
like a bootleg vacation...
well, it's about 1:40 now
might aswell try to end this entry with something uplifting....y'know, before im caught passed out on the conveyor belt at work because of lack of sleep in my job...lol |
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| JUST BECAUSE I WANTED TO SHARE |
[Aug. 8th, 2007|08:44 pm] |
CHEER UP, EMO KID!!!:tongue:
here's a little anecdote that might brighten up your day from this shit hole weather we've had today.
sheesh! bridges closing, extremely massive subway delays and people having to leave their cars on the road like sinking ships...that's enough to make all of us a little pissed off
and working in the airport....seeing people miss their flights to the point they either broke down crying or started shouting matches against the ticket counter
just then....just then, as all this calamity was unfolding in front of me....it just happened...
Ever have that really warm and contented feeling, like you just farted in church but managed to successfully shift the blame to the senior citizen sitting next to you by quickly looking in their direction before anybody else had a chance to react? A moment where the world is almost resplendent with release and relaxation. I had a feeling just like that. Sort of a guiltless enjoyment of life in all of its splendor.
But now I can't remember why, dammit.lol
There was a reason for why I'm so happy, but now that reason eludes me, like a Pringle in the middle of a Pringles can. Not the last Pringle at the bottom of the can, mind you, because the last Pringle can easily be retrieved simply by tilting the can on its side and catching it. I'm talking about the Pringle where it's close enough for you to reach in, and you don't want to tilt the can over because you know some crumbs and shit will spill out and make a mess, so you reach in and you can only move three fingers at a time, like you're giving some fine young lady "the shocker," (only with a potato chip vagina) and the inside's so greasy that the chip just won't cooperate,My memory's like that for the moment, lol
ignorance is bliss
and here's a little funny conversation:
GUY1:A little fucking never hurt anyone
GUY2:So how come so many girls say, "Ow ow ow ooooh aaaaaah ow ow oh" while it's happening??
GUY1:I assume that's what an orgasm sounds like....You're not sure though?
GUY2:....
GUY2:Absolutely not. |
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