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..I'm a being of complex organs and layers of skin. Gross. Actually I'm just a dude living amongst other human beings here on planet Earth. I reside in Dallas, TX but originally from Chicago "The Greatest City on Earth", Illinois. It took like five times typing Illinois to get it right. Anywho... I suppose I can spout off a few things about me considering this is the "about me" section of the profile and it would be unfair to post the typical, cliche' shit that most people put on here. Is it me or is every female on Myspace "Not your typical girl," or "too complicated for words"? If your so individual how come that sentence is in almost every profile? Hmmmm? I don't expect you to answer since it may rupture some vagrant brain pattern you may actually have going on in there. But I'll digress and go back to me since that's what we're here for.I'm not your typical guy.... got you. Seriously... ummm I hate pickles, onions, Kanye West (and not just for his recent outburst), religion (Too much to type so I'll just leave it at it's not for me), people who think that going to clubs and or being involved in clubs qualifies you as "living life on the edge" or "running a city". Government officials run cities, not a bunch of Ed Hardy wearing douchebags who drink vodka and redbulls while dancing to some irrelevant rap song that has like three lyrics like "Do the dougie" or whatever the fuck it is they are pushing out speakers these days. Birds suck. Yes, that's not a typo; they are ratty, nasty flying filth that are just waiting and plotting to take over the world. So next time you see a parking lot full of em; just drive your car straight into it and take out as many as possible You'll be doing humanity a favor. Stupidity has become a virus these days. Passing from one person to another through some sort of quasi fucking tunnel that I'm yet to track down and obliterate. I just wish for once people would exit the clubs, bars, malls, whatever and look the fuck up in the sky and realize how fucking obscure they really are. How unimportant they are. Maybe then, they will try and strive for more beyond getting wasted and sticking shit into themselves that is bad for them. Now, I'm not saying don't have a good time cause lord knows I've indulged in drinking, probably more than most, but I never lost sight of things (except when I was blacked out of course). Maybe I sound like a bitter dick but it's just because lately I've seen things declining and I just want people to wise up and not take their lives for granted.Moving on to the things that actually make me happy are; intelligent, well spoken people with good, legit heads on their shoulders. Positive people who just want to make you laugh as much as you want to inspire and entertain them. As far as music I enjoy mostly metal (black, death, grind... whatever, to me it's all metal but I know there are certain genres) My Music section lists my favorite bands so refer to that if you are curious as to specific ones. I also enjoy more mellow things like Coldplay, The Shins, Alexi Murdoch, Thrice, Bob Dylan. I love movie scores and other types of symphony arranged pieces of music. I go to The Art Institute of Dallas under the major of Digital Filmmaking and Video Production. I want to write the next great masterpiece in film. I want to bring back the thinking mans movie but with blockbuster appeal. I'm in the process of writing two scripts which I'm sad to say have taken me a lot longer than expected due to homework and life. Although I'm fairly confident they will be done by the end of 2009. I've got a kickass girlfriend named Christina who showed me that not all girls are horrible whores and sluts (sorry ladies just had bad experiences, I know you're not all bad). I've got a great family for if it wasn't for them I'd most likely be begging for a quarter on Commerce Street or roaming the Earth like Jules from Pulp Fiction said he wanted to.That pretty much sums it up. That and my fingers are starting to fucking tense up from typing and I'm sure you have had enough. If you haven't then just shoot me a message and I'll try to answer what I can.RIP ANDREW MILLIS/Jimmy Ciserella

My Blog

Entry 10: In Sequels and Fires

Dear youDumbfoundedIrrelevantBastardA grave digger has gone at my head with my careerWhy cant I performThe voices used to have the tiniest bit of mannersTo come out at crunch-time, to save me from na...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Dec 2009 14:28:00 GMT

Entry 9: A Thousand Use

Months can feel like years when your pupils begin to dilate If innocence is lost add some more Rocking chairs and sedated glares have become my past time Why hasnt he called? The phone, the dust ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Dec 2009 07:20:00 GMT

Entry 8: Valediction of the Horse Hair

Im used, youre used, were all used  Used, used, used For what? An idea? Was it as graceful as they claimed? I fucking hope so recite all the mere details  An infringed fragment of footloose n...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Dec 2009 06:57:00 GMT

Entry 7: The Great Panic

Bow like youve  never bowed before Stand if you must, break your kneecaps and scrape the earth Fuck it Ill bow with you With all of you Brooding am I? Gracious? Gratis? The hand clapping was ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Dec 2009 06:52:00 GMT

Entry 6. Gulp Watcher

Think he was he do? No I wont stand for such language Theatrics, musings, his letter box left crooked Just to tease This is such a tease Got dressed up for nothin My red dress and all... Thoug...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Dec 2009 06:42:00 GMT

Entry 5: Red Dress from a Red Death

Dear self, you must find the ending There has to be a way to kill this little son of a bitch Some way to rid me of this itchWhere did they go?Abandonment at a real fine hour Drown myself, what a no...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Dec 2009 10:04:00 GMT

Entry 4: The Result of Storms

Well Ill be damned This is what I feel like This is what it is to be me All those neural passageways were jagged on the way out But here I am Living, breathing, interacting The sultan of a new...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Dec 2009 09:36:00 GMT

Entry 3: The Voice of Horse Hair

Use me Its what youre best at anyway Best to be the best or forever be doused in gasoline In my case turpentine cause Im an animal waiting for eternity to ignite this self riteous prick Youre...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Dec 2009 09:25:00 GMT

Entry 2: If and When We Mix

Mix up Just mix until nothing is seen Mix until the only ones breathing are the sparks of light in between They must have knowledge of existence They dance just like us Primordial, suicidal, ins...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Dec 2009 09:24:00 GMT

Entry I: The Easel

The drawing took a good look back It had no idea it was a thought in my head Ive painted all the world black and poked holes for the light to shine through Individual spotlight and a fancy littl...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Dec 2009 09:06:00 GMT