Wanna Play Repeater

had the day off today... ended up with an other "good morning" (the hot dog) in my belly... loved it... I went to the Halloween Store and I had the best idea... I want to rent a grizzly bear costume and try to go to gay bars... if I was wearing a leather vest and ass less chaps (which all chaps are mind you) it would be even better... I tried on a bunch of masks and for some reason I fit in every single one that it seemed to become me... super creepy.. there was a pic taken and I'll try to get it.. with some other pics from my friend Mackie from SLC.. she is here for a bit and I showed her around.. I met up with an old friend Ed.. he works at coffee shop and gave me a new taste for fresh coffee... it was pretty amazing... today was amazing in some sense I also got new thermal undies and now I need to go to sleep... till tomorrow fekkers.. oh P.S. new work gahfobit (god forbid) yeah.. I actually heard someone on the streets say it... sikasfek

The Best Meal

A hot dog wrapped in bacon with a fried egg and cheese on a bun... 

this could be my favorite meal in my life... I was scared at first but it was very Delicious... I only have a few more days in NYC, I fly out  Tuesday afternoon... and then off to Chicago, I think after that I need somewhere warm... Vegas there is a job, but I know the shop sucks but at least I can fly to SLC and grab my car and drive that shit there, I mean I am still paying for it might as well use it... I had a deep conversation with (oh no now I'm naming names) Lazer and what is to come in the next few years... I miss my friends a lot... I miss having a home and I think it's time to settle, I can't roam forever... I love NYC but the amount of money here compared to the cost of living is a waste of time... and it bums me out.. but hey.. maybe I'll get my own TV show the day before I leave... wishful thinking

Fekthacoh

it's very cold in the shop today... I updated all the naked wars shit and posted a fek ton of things... www.nakedwars.blogspot.com if you care... you should... there has been no one in the shop today so I took advantage of the time and used a computer for good and not evil... I'm currently playing 20 questions via text message and shit is getting silly... I have billions of questions to ask people if I get a chance.. but when people have to ask a question they don't know what to ask.. get deep is what I think.. ask a question that will throw a wrench in my bran gears please.. I am hungry for a challenge

a helping hand

I hung out with some old friends tonight at Apt 138.. had a great dinner and ended up chatting their ears off for 4 hours.. nuts... I was just stoked to see them... I look up to them.. they don't know it, but may now... I'm not stating any reasons for those are my secrets but it just made me happy to see them... I let them know how I felt about my life and the biggest thing I've realized is that nothing holds me back except myself... it seems to be something I repeat to myself daily... but like every good slogan it becomes just a slogan... I thought that I wasn't holding myself back.. I was doing the damn thing... but I got on the train.. the loneliest place in the city... and got lost (nothing strange about that, I do it a lot) and had some thinkin time... I have a dream and a goal, and for some reason I thing I can change the world... I think I'm good enough that people will want to listen to me... that is why I started this blog... I wanted to post pics vids and all kinds of stuff... but I slack... and I realized it tonight... so now... everyday I will write, post or whatever I can (since I can do this from my phone as well) I have no excuse... I will no longer be lazy.. i will no longer be the damn that holds back the flood... I want people to know me.. this is the best way for it... thank you for showing me exactly what I needed to see... sometimes I just need to listen to my own advice

the haunting explained

Have you ever had something that kept recurring that it seemed to be a messaged, waring sign or revaluation.... Did it ever spark a change in your life, did it have a huge impact... was it a dream, was it a name, was it a place... or was it a number... 138... 138 is mine.. just a number.. it started before I was ever into the misfits (We Are 138)... it started from a large highway exit sign in Montana... The Bearmouth Area was 30 miles from Missoula and I knew that I only had a short time before I got home from long road trips... later I seemed to always look at it, a marking point...
When I got my first cell phone text messages were key in communications (still is)to the point were I thought my phone would go off with a new text... I would obsessively check it.. soon I would randomly check my phone at the same time everyday, 1:38pm or 1:38 am... when I moved to Salt Lake City, UT it seemed to get worse, 1:38 and now 11:38.... More and more things happened... I don't want to bore you with all of the times but it got to the point of frustration... 2 years ago I got it Tattooed on the inside of my fingers on my left hand to come to terms with it... a few days later I was in a car with some friends going to Park City, UT.. the 3 girls we were with had no idea about the tattoo or the number... one of them on the way up said to the other two... don't forget mile marker 138.... the Driver freaked out, skeptical of my tattoo asked why she said that... She said something about a friend getting in an accident there and him dying... "show them your tattoo!" he said and I did.. I explained to them why and as I was finishing the story I said "Everyday I look at the clock at 1:38 or 11:38" I looked up at the clock on the stereo and said "like now!" and it was 11:38pm... everyone got freaked out and soon after the driver started seeing it everywhere... it seems when i explain it to people it starts to bother them... and 2008 has been bad for it... in Nov 2007 I was in NYC working at a shop and I met a lady whom went into a coma and when she woke up she was "a different soul, not the same person" the old her had died and an other entity took her vessel... I thought it to be weird and that sparked up a conversation after she left with one of my Co-workers about my 138 tattoo, the haunting and everything... About a week later the lady came back to give me something and my co-worker was freaked out.. I wasn't there and she was told to come back later... when I showed up the co-worker told me that the lady came back to give me a gift... I asked what it was and she just said "it's way weird and I don't like it... you'll see." A few hours later the lady came back and gave me a business card for a restaurant in Brooklyn called Apt. 138... I had 2 days left in the city and didn't try to really make it there.. I was a bit freaked out, but kept the card for a reminder...
A year later I came back to NYC, knowing that the place existed but had no intentions of going nor knew where it was... I got lost on a train because they closed a section of one down stopping me from easy transit... Got to a stop and went out to the street to see where I was... I surfaced turned to look down the street... Three store fronts in front of me was Apt. 138... plain as day and the only visible sign... I was an hour lost and almost home and was stopped dead in my tracks by it... it happened again a few weeks later... back in the same spot... 138... it's my number... I'm sorry if after you read this it starts to haunt you... There are many people with this problem... I've Googled it, searched things.. no meanings, no nothing... just the fact that it is what it is to whom it comes in contact with... I need to know... does this happen to you.. do you have a number, a word, a dream?