My list of stuff I've been doing...albeit not important but it's still "Stuff":
-Riding my bike: I've been really good at being physically active lately, especially since my training partner is an official Iron Man. It helps to have some motivation to move faster rather than at my own pace.

-Running: I've been killing it on these runs. This has always been a part of my daily routine but running 3-4 miles after a 15+ mile ride is a new thing and an accomplishment for me. I can't go more than a day with out running...and I don't even like doing it.

-Trying to eat healthy most of the time: I say this after yesterdays meal. I've been cutting bread/gluten out of my diet for the past two weeks (except for one cheat day) and I've felt a huge difference in how my body digests food and how my stamina has increased a bunch.

-Working: What else is there to say? I hurt people for a living, sometimes it's good and sometimes it's bad.

-Writing: Music and writing in general. COG has a grip of new material waiting to be recorded and I'm sure the world is just dying to hear it (if only sarcasm could be detected through this nerd box). I'm proud of the stuff I've been writing. I have a few projects lined up and a new idea for a writing project I've been brainstorming about. I hope all these projects see the light of day somehow.

-Doctors: I seriously cannot stand the entire medical field but this new Dr I am seeing is a good guy. I hope he keeps up the good talks because I enjoy paying him 5 bucks to hear about all the stuff going on in my head.

That's about it. There's nothing more to write.

I realize that I start a lot of my posts with "it's been a while" or "a lot has happened since last time...".

So I'll stick to tradition and say a lot has happened since the last time I wrote in this thing.

I am no longer sleeping on a couch (my back appreciates this) and have my stuff piled in a closet. My records and clothing are not in the same boxes and I am not stuck with out a place to invite guests to entertain.

I live in central Orange County now which is good and bad, bad because I live here and good because I live 5-10 minutes away from everything I want/need. I live across the street from a target...need I say more?

Riding my bike has never been easier, since this place is not surrounded by hills like south Orange County. I run around a man made lake that has swans and ducks floating on top of the water...it's awesome.

Me and my house mates make awesome food almost every night and like the same music...so far it's been good...so far.

Why are all my sentences sliced up like this?

I don't care.

What I'm trying to say is that I'm content...for now.

I guess medication is working again.

vexed

Life as of late in pictures:






The shops been kind of slow so I've been reading a little bit and playing games on my phone a lotabit.

Currently reading: the Devils Notebook by Anton Lavey. It's cool if you just want to read him ramble on about his views on society, politics, sexuality, and religion. It's nothing to write home about.

Things needed/wanted:
Steady income
Better self control when it comes to my desire to eat nothing but carbs
Road bike
Trip
Steady income
Creative energy
Did I mention steady income?

Here's some recent acquisitions:







Nothing beats that sound of that needle hitting that slab of petroleum...

decade (and more) of aggression.

This album right here: This album is THE album that can be blamed for my relationship with all things blasphemous, loud, distorted, and heavy.

The year was 1997, Grade 4, 9 years old. Before I listened to Slayer I was a hip hop kid, skated, smoked weed (come from a family where your siblings for the most part were considered "fuck ups" by societies standards an introduction to all things mind altering is bound to happen at an early age), and recorded our selves trying to imitate things seen on TV and skate videos. My memory is a bit hazy considering through my "developing years" I was using substances that killed brain cells before they were even there; anyway I think it was in a 411 video, I saw one of the many skaters wearing a Slayer shirt and that name stuck with me. I knew my older brother knew "metal" kids and traded cassettes that consisted of hip hop music for other "Alternative" stuff. Fast forward a week or two since first seeing that T shirt on some randoms back, I had this album in my possession. I remember it clearly, pushing down that play button that would change my life forever, first thing you heard was the crowd cheering and all of a sudden one guitar starts with an open note of very fast (inaudible) picking, cue drums and bass, them blasting into the very first slayer song I ever heard which was "Black Magic".

I couldn't listen to hip hop for a long time after my first encounter with Slayers music, it was too..."slow" for me. I'm not going to lie, the imagery on their first cd I ever bought scared the shit out of me (Which was the Haunting the chapel EP). This time in my life I had given up on praying to a god and not caring about a life after death. I was young, what the hell was a pentagram? Reading lyrics about the devil, priests dying, hells demons killing priests, churches burning, and everything that could possibly kill everything I ever knew was complete and total annihilation of my senses.

My love for Slayer has not gotten weaker at all through out the years, I still listen to this album from time to time and each time I do it takes me back to that first push of that play button.

minor place

Straying away from the internet slowly but surely.

I've been in the middle of what some call a "life improvement" stage. I don't see much improvement but I am trying to keep that positive mental attitude.

I got the Iphone 4 and I couldn't be happier. My days are now spent playing words with friends and brain challenging games. It keeps me busy at my brain numbing job. Good job...Steve Jobs.

I've been writing a lot of music for a lot of different projects I've got up my sleeve, hopefully one day I will unleash these songs and people will gang up on me and hate them.

That is all.

All's well, ends.

Advocates Anonymous

I suppose now's a good a time as ever to update this.

I have been hooked on watching Sex And The City, my lovely friend Tia introduced me to the series and it's taken a hold of my life. The only thing that I've really learned so far is that relationships aren't possible, at all. It's always fun to try and beat that game though.
I've been working a lot...trying to figure out what I'm doing with my self but anytime my mind goes in that direction I end at the vision of a tombstone; I'm just trying to figure out what I'm going to do from now until then.
I've acquired some new gear due to my working a lot, downside is I still don't have a room to put all my stuff in. The only thing this artist is starving for is a bedroom.
I've recently went off my medication in hope of making COG's new lyrics a little more...potent? One of the dumbest ideas I might have ever had but I tried and failed. I'm feeling the effects of it right now. So much so that I don't want to write anymore. Irritability...it's a motherfucker.

force the hand of chance

It's been a while since I've written on this thing. It seems like a lot has happened since the last time I've been on this thing; somethings not worth mentioning, others shouldn't be mentioned. I'm in my room (not mine or even a room) listening to the kids outside yelling, screaming, full of life. I remember when I was like that and at random times I feel that way. I always wondered where the hell that part of me went, trite or not...I feel old.

Two weeks ago a friend of mine, Brian Fyfe passed away by a self inflicted gun shot to the head. Brian and I were never really close, but I have known him since I was young and going to shows. He had recently started coming to the shop to hang out more often and he always had a way of making people around him feel good. That's what I remember Brian as, he is and will always be one of the top 3 funniest people I have ever met. I got the news in the morning when I was out and about and when I found out I had to sit down. I couldn't believe it. He shot him self while drunk, playing with a shotgun, in front of a couple of our friends. It's such a tragedy that he had to go out like that and I think that's what really hit home. One minute playing with a gun the second gone from this world. I haven't felt that affected by death in a long time. I think about him sometimes and it hits me that he's never coming back into the shop to talk shit with us and it just weirds me out. He will be missed.

In other not such downer news, the new band has been writing like crazy. We just wrote an EP and are now 2 songs into writing a full length...we still have not toured yet and I don't really plan on doing so until we have something other than our demo out. This next release will blow our demo out of the water. Not even comparable at all.

I think that's all for now. Let me try to get into the routine of writing in this more often, don't hold your breath.