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About Me

Bite my nails and tear at the skin the holds my hands together. I wear black slacks, black soxs and a white colared work shirt for most part of my living week. It is a tired attire that would be suitable for me to be buried in one day. When I'm sad, I cry. When something funny happens, I laugh. When I watch a scary movie, I like to yell. Call me a slave to my emotions; I have been trying to be the most real with myself in the past few months. As of late, hasn't been working out to well. I used to think I was a deep thinker but now I realize that although I may be able to think 'deeply' when it comes to shallower water - I sink.

My Interests

Anal Sex, sea shell collecting, Hatian Gay Male Porno, Poodle Grooming, Friendship Bracelet Making

I'd like to meet:

both of my parents when they were exactly my age.

Music:

Converge, KluverBucy, CenterCity, TakingBackSunday, Police, DeepPurple, HotHotHeat, IsleyBros., AttheDrivein, My Chemical Romance, Alkaline Trio, THe Beautiful Mistake, Ataris, Matchbook Romance, Woody, BrandNew, Mars Volta, AtTheDriveIn, Thrice, Misfits(because I have to burn images of their music in my head), Northstar, PortisHead, TheBloodBrothers!,...

Movies:

Debbie does Dallas and Pee Wee's Great Adventure

Books:

Invisible Man, 1984, Choke, A Diary, FightClub, Survivor, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Stiff, The Davinci Code, What Should I Do With My Life.

My Blog

The wrath of spicy italian food

as my girlfriend put, "shitting pillows of hot lava." That was two days ago and yet I still line the bottom of my toilet with the stuff the world is made of.
Posted by Brandon on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 02:57:00 PST

We need a blog

Things are good.ScaryAeriolas show two tuesday from now.NextDoor. chee
Posted by Brandon on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 10:47:00 PST

Last blog on my father

As long as I can remember, my father was always dying from something. If it wasn't his heart failing, his kidneys were. And if it weren't that, then it was a cancer in his throat. An...
Posted by Brandon on Fri, 23 Mar 2007 05:45:00 PST

My dad

I look around this house and I see his craftmanship everywhere. Every fucking tile, every cabinet, every nail and screw. This house is what you made it, unfinished and trimmed with koa.&nb...
Posted by Brandon on Sun, 25 Feb 2007 09:04:00 PST

Thank you

I'd like to thank everyone for their concern and support over the past could of weeks. My father survived the operation and is currently in the stage of rebuilding his body. I appologize for the...
Posted by Brandon on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 08:53:00 PST

Dad

I'm grateful for having the chance to say all the things I needed before you left. You may not know everything, but we've had a really good chance to get to know one another and see eachother hu...
Posted by Brandon on Sat, 03 Feb 2007 06:02:00 PST

Funerals and the emergency room at St.Francis.

I hate funerals.Since my mother left the household, I was the only person my father could use for his +1's to his many invitations. Some being karate or firehouse parties, but most of them we're...
Posted by Brandon on Thu, 05 Oct 2006 04:47:00 PST

Florida and all it's wondeful colors.

Florida oh Florida, what does thee mean to me?A week and a half not paid vacation. An intermittent retreat between the ending of one job and the beginning of another. Port St. Lu...
Posted by Brandon on Wed, 20 Sep 2006 11:03:00 PST

You sons of bitches.

I hate hate hate you people....you know who you are. How deserving is revenge if it isn't just. In my head it makes perfect sense. In my head, I am not doing any wrong. Yet peo...
Posted by Brandon on Sat, 09 Sep 2006 09:28:00 PST

Cross-road

It's so odd how things change. Different stages in life help express the area where your mind may be in. I've done so many things that may have hurt the people that i've brought close...
Posted by Brandon on Thu, 07 Sep 2006 07:54:00 PST