My Internet and Life and all that shit are on the fritz

That's why I haven't posted in a while, just so ya know.
And also
Mosh Pits are scary... Unless they're in Utah...
It's people swinging frantically in the hopes of hitting someone but I feel like they all want to go up to the people and just say "Oh, I'm so sorry. You all right?"
Except for a select few people whom I thought were batshit crazy.
But that's besides the point, the point is, I think I'm currently deaf. Slightly.
I went to hang out with some pals, and I was taken to a Death Metal Trance concert... Jesus god alla allmighty Zeus...
It was loud.
And I got hit in the face... by a fist... But it ain't that bad... most I got was a sore in my mouth..

Fritz... Is that a real word?
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Musicals

Spiderman
A story about a high school student who basically invents a way to swing through the air flawlessly and becomes a vigilante
Evil Dead
A story about a group of campers who break into a house and find a book of the dead that calls to the world evil demons
The Titanic
A real life boat that sailed through the ocean and crashed into an iceberg
Phoenix Wright
A logic based video game series about lawyers

These all sound like perfect ideas for musicals

Okay, honestly, I don't think crazy things are necessarily bad things (I do like some of the songs in the Spider-Man musical, most of the songs in the Evil Dead musical, and the Titanic... well I'm going to be in that one.) but they're not good things sometimes either.  (the Phoenix Wright musical (though I can't understand it, I can read subtitles) sucks) I think there has to be dedication and a great respect for something when you take the idea of something and mess around with its genetics, you have to know how to respect it and take a cautionary approach with changing things too much.

Also I just watched Limitless... it was a great and fun movie.

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I need to stop going on and on about how my day was because it doesn't make for an interesting story a lot of the time.

As I sit here, scratching my now shaven face, I have realized that my recent stories of being in plays are unappealing to read, to save myself from being a boring man, I have decided to talk about your day instead.
You woke up drowsily/readily/sadly/happily/uncaringly/bored/with a hangover and decided to go to the fridge/shower/dresser/sink/gutter and go about your daily routine. You then decided to look on a computer and check your e-mail/check your facebook/lol I don't hav interwebz/browse porn/play solitaire/play minesweeper/play some sort of flash or FPS game
Then you stumbled upon this blog post and read it/disregarded it/skimmed through it/broke your computer/turned off your computer because mainly insane people dwell on the internet and you don't want to look insane even though you end up running outside with a maniacal laugh of triumph to prove you are not a slave of techobobbles and the like/masturbate

And that's as far as I'll go
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I am Buckingham

I auditioned for a Shakespeare scene group that doesn't do whole Shakespeare plays but does ensemble, monologue, and duo scenes.
I got a part in the ensemble scene, I just have one line for this scene though, it's from Richard III.
Richards III is a bad person, and he basically killed a lot of people so he could be the next in line for the crown, and they come to haunt him after he is about to go kill one more person, and I'm the ghost of the last person he killed, so I get to do a loud booming line of dialogue.
I like it, even if it's small, I get to use my full voice that I always have fun using. :D

I like yelling.
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Auditions again.

I walked in to some auditions the other day, I walked in and I was greeted by my name being said as a spoonerism (PopCorn=CopPorn, My Name= Ny Mame) I know the guy personally, and so I responded by saying his name the same way. After I was done, I said to the guy walking in "break a leg, man"

In hindsight, I'm almost afraid I was too casual, but I'll post up if I get anything
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P.S. Busy busy, college shit.

Oh dear lord

I am so sorry for not benefiting your destruction of mind by making you listen to me incomprehensible rants for the last... how many days? Weeks?
Who cares. I am not a dead person... or else I wouldn't have been able to move.
Moving, it is a stressful experience... at least when you only have a 2004 Cadillac Deville (it's actually not a bad vehicle, it's very nice actually, but these ones become quickly outdated for some odd reason..) and are moving from North Da-fuckin-kota all the way to Mormon country... Utah... with a car that's absolutely full of junk...

But it's all fun... sort of... I left my hat in Salt Lake... It was my lucky hat... I need a frowny face here... :(

Get a U-Haul... or a truck
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Blog from a couch

Hi there, I love you. 

Whenever you sit on me, I make sure that you will be one of the most comfortable men (or women) in the planet that we know as Earth.

But don't fucking overstay you're welcome or I will throw you on the ground like the bitch you are, it will happen so suddenly that you will feel threatened at every other GODDAMN moment at what else I have in store.

Aren't the flowers in me decal just gorgeous? They go well with the TV and just feel the pillows... no not that one... not that one... the one to your left... isn't it just the most comfortable pillow in the world?

Now get on your fucking knees and beg to you lord that I will not give you a neck cramp that will make you hate humanity and any type of sitting furniture for the rest of your fucking miserable lives.

Have a nice day.

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