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HELLO ALL

2008-01-24T01:37:35Z

I HAVE BEENWRAPPED UP INTHE BOWELS OF MYSPACE.

JOIN ME! IT IS A WORLD UNKNOWN TO YOU ALL. YOU MUST TRY IT SOMETIME!

YOUR PAL,

OSCAR.

mystikspyral_z @ 2007-11-19T21:07:00

2007-11-20T02:10:34Z

It seems as though i am finally alone in the livejournal community. i used to get on here and all of my friends would have posted some selfish bullshit that every motherfucker writes. but i read it anyway. it is a way to get to know a person, in a way. except for the other 98%.
now thank god! i like being in the dead journal. but the deadjournal does get kinda lonely.

Your pal,
Oscar.

secret scenery

2007-08-30T08:35:46Z

When I drove to the west coast last fall, this is one of my favorite things I had seen. It's north of salt lake city, utah; and it's fucking cool. Imagine driving for hours and hours with nothing but desert and maybe a salt lake here and there. Then you see a building forty miles away, and you say to yourself, "Man, something is here, finally! I can't wait to see what the hell that random shack is!" Turns out it was a salt factory. You know the kind that has the girl with umbrella on it. THEN--millions of miles later, with nothing more than desert and the lonley road and an entire cd collection that's already old by this point in the cross-country trip, you see this thing in the distance that actually took me about an hour to get to. But the whole time you're looking at it and wondering what the fuck it is. "It looks like a tree, but there aren't any other trees around here. I wonder????"
SO-I really did wonder.
Then, this here is what you get! That made my day. I was so astounded with the barren-land surprise that I (and to this day) appreciate whoever built this "Tree of Utah." Thanks, guy, you're ok. YOu made me excited to see your sculpture landmark. Cool beans dude. This entry is dedicated to you, man.

YOur pal, or not-whatever(I don't know anymore),
Oscar.

mystikspyral_z @ 2007-08-24T00:28:00

2007-08-24T04:42:36Z

I won't take all that they hand me down
make out a smile, though I wear a frown
and i'm not gonna take it all lying down
cause once i get started i go to town
cause i'm not like everybody else
i'm not like everybody else
i'm not like everybody else
i'm not like everybody else

and i don't want to ball about like everybody else
and i don't want to live my life like everybody else
and i won't say that i feel fine like everybody else
cause i'm not like everybody else
i'm not like everybody else

but darling you know that i love you true
do anything that you want me to
confess all my sins like ou want me to
there's one thing that i will say to you

i'm not like everybody else
i'm not like everybody else
i'm not like everybody else
i'm not like everybody else

and i don't want to ball about like everybody else
and i don't want to live my life like everybody else
and i won't say that i feel fine like everybody else
cause i'm not like everybody else
i'm not like everybody else

like everybody else
like everybody else
like everybody else
like everybody else

if you all want me to settle down
then slow up and stop all my running 'round
do everything like you want me to
there's one thing that i will say to you

i'm not like everybody else

happy valentines day,

2007-02-14T14:07:56Z

Og, here. Just to releave your sorry asses of the regular pansy shit you see on the internet.
Well, I have been in school for almost a month exact

I've been so out of it on the flu that it doesn't feel like I'm awake when I'm awake. Depersonalization we can swear and wake up with cold sweats to.

You all keep it up like you used to.
I'm about to go get some snow up unda my boots.

your pal,
Og.

Fucked in the ass by life

2007-01-27T20:17:08Z

Because when life fucks you in the ass, the only real response you could articulate would be "I suppose it's time to take on life...on life's terms."

Your pal,
Oscar.

Whatever the subject you damn well want.

2006-12-23T06:50:52Z

Life:
I've been working on my two weeks notice to the double kwik for a day now and let me show you what I've gotten down so far:
"Debbie,
I consider you a friend as well as a co-worker. You're a cool person and boss.
This is going to have to a notice of my leaving. I've decided to concentrate on finishing school; a personal goal of mine. 'I've never had a dream in my life because a dream is what you want to do but still haven't pursued. I knew what I wanted and did it 'till it was done, so I've been the dream I've wanted to be since day one.'
I'm thankful we met and will often visit.
Your pal,
Oscar."
Thankfully I've had enough reason to leave the store a more than a year ago. In all honesty I associate a lot of bad times with that bullshit job.
On a more optomistic note, my Mom got married the other night to D RO. It was cool. The women whom she's writing a book on wore traditional African dresses to the wedding. They were so cool, I loved talking to them. And their story(featured in my Mom's up-coming book)is so very good, up and down, but they're truly happy.
My entire life has changed in the last three days. It's amazing how that short of a time can transform fucking everything. Maybe I'm a fag, but I'm happy. Or maybe that feeling is just the Paxil kickin in. Every morning I feel like total shit. I wake up and, I'm so jittery, I physically shake. So, guess who might be opening Benzsies. Rx only, though, I don't abuse that shit anymore, that shit can be the Devil himself if you let it be.

Music:
The Hold Steady has an album out that I am loving every kick-ass track of. They fucking rock. Go download "Southtown Girls" or something.

Random:
I'd really like to get my typewriter fixed. I want to start writing my stories on that. That would be the shit.

Have a Merry Christmas everybody.

Your pal,

Oscar.

Halloween.

2006-10-31T05:28:09Z

This is Halloween. This is really Halloween. It's finally here. First, lets retrospect a little: Last Halloween I was working with dave the rave at the store handing out candy to the little ones while their parents wondered how clean the cappucino machine really was. It was pretty cool. We got to eat a hundred dollars worth of candy and, hell, that's what you do on Halloween. I used to watch Monsterfest on amc a lot back durring high school Halloween times, and I've done that little bit this year, but you have to admit amc used to be a lot cooler before they started playing lots of eighties movies and having commercial breaks within the feature. I used to have an idea for a Halloween-themed ice cream parlor called "Ice Cream, You Scream." There would be theatre that only plays old horror flicks. I think there's a theatre like that in every cool city I've been to. Frisco, Seattle, Palo Alto, they've all got 'em. Anyways, this year Og's Halloween 'o6 is going to a lot like this as far as I can tell: Wake up and go to the store for eight hours, get off at six o'clock and from there on there had better damn well have some alcohol involved. I was really hoping there would be a showing of the Rocky Horror Picture Show at the abingdon cinemall but, those motherfuckers, it fell through. I guess I'll save gas money that way, though. But then again, I don't need gas because all the roads I take are downhill. If you watch one movie on Halloween, what movie would it be and, of course, why? I would pick the Rocky Horror Picture Show, because it has a great soundtrack, and it's the 'best in transvestite cinema'. Second, I would pick Donnie Darko, because it is a real gem, you all know why it's great, so I won't bullshit you.
Sometimes I think about how one day I could be a ghost. Then I could Haunt something. Maybe I'm just flirting with some possibility of an afterlife. But if I were I would prob'ly haunt this god damn house. It would make a good haunted house I think. One night when I was about 13 or 14 I woke up in the night and was totally freaked the fuck out. My room door was closed so I didn't see anything, but it sounded exactly like a man walking down the hall with, what I only could have imagined to be, a clinking old metal flame-lit lamp. I was scared, but I think I must have been half asleep, because when I went downstairs the next morning there wasn't any man with a flame-lit lamp eating breakfast with us, so I must have been mistaken somewhere. I used to hate this house so much I thought about burning it down several times, since then I've really changed perspective. This house is really cool. Antique is cool (1913), Victorian...cool, somebody else that used to live here years and years ago, who was coincidently named Oscar as well as myself, was killed from blood loss when a bull gorded the guy. That really happened. The Edith Maxwell story is an interesting one. http://www.blueridgecountry.com/FavoriteArticles/EdithMaxwell_MA06/index.html
It's honestly not all that spooky or anything, but it is interesting to hear about the murders.
Let's hope you all have a great Holiday today. If you need anything, call me so that you can give me another phone call to avoid.

This entry is dedicated to my pal Jones, wherever you are. You're a blue ribbon hound dog.

mystikspyral_z @ 2006-09-25T18:18:00

2006-09-26T01:20:41Z

geno, I'm in seattle I'm broke send money. HA! You thought I was serious, yes, yes I am. Not really. If you ever look at this email just know that I have an onion newspaper that I may or may not end up mailing to you, you'll just have to consult your magic 8 ball. Well, dude I'll be gettting a phone soon, and in combination with lonesome late-night binge-drinking and free long-distance, You should prob'ly expect a phone call around 3a.m. within the next few days.

boomakasha,
Oscar.

mystikspyral_z @ 2006-09-07T03:39:00

2006-09-07T07:53:16Z

I'm leaving. This is where I'm going. Seattle. I'm probl'y going to be livejournalin' a lot more when I do, It's a realalistic way to keep in touch. I'm tuckered out. Whatever. G'night you.

FUCK YOU (PT 2: THINGS I DON'T MIND YOU KNOWING ABOUT TOO MUCH)

2006-05-30T05:20:12Z

Hey, Motherfuckers. How's life on a scale from 1 to 10? No joke, comment with the most accurate numero. I'm staying up all night so I can go to Marion tomorrow, which I've been describing with other's relief as "Nothing residential or anything" it's not even for me, so the pool money goes to the bookie (approx. $17).
So, it's been a while since I've posted anything in live journal. Honestly, It's not really been something I let bother me. It's something tonight for old time's sake.
Josh and I wrote a song. It's a real catchy jingle complete with harmonica and guitar solo additions, but nothing too drawn-out, that would not be within our abilities to even amend. So we're just going to be sticking to our roots.
I got a car. It's awesome. Check it out.

I was going to get Rob Zombie to come and ride around, but he's one of the hardest people to get in touch with. Instead, I've just been going back and forth to k-mart, where I work now.
I'm not sure when I'll post another shit entry, but I hope you all have had a good time with this one, I know I have. It's been great that you could take time to read it.

Og.

What I would really like for Christmas is to not have to put up with any motherfucking bullshit.

2005-12-10T08:15:09Z

It's been a while, hasn't it? I've just been working a lot and going to school whenever I have time off from that. There's no way I can withdrawl from my History fucking class, so that one is a definite 'fail.' MY BAD. I might take a piano lesson class or whatever next semester in order to a) maybe make my songs a little more diverse, b) learn to read music. I don't know if you all know this, but I dedicated my life to music. I'm really excited about playing more shows, hopefully over the Christmas break I'll get to. I think if I start concentrating more on my vocals my music will be better all-around. Even if I'm not the best singer in the world I think that if I put more of myself into it it'll be more passionate and then that'll make for better songs. I think the orange peel has local artists night or some shit, I think that would be a wonderful opportunity if I could get that gig. Public performances are definitley on the mind.
Hank the tank is coming home for Christmas on the 22nd, I beleive, so that should be cool. Do you guys have the Christmas spirit? I'm not sure I even had the Halloween or Thanksgiving day spirits. Which is too bad, because I love the holidays most times. I pretty much know what I'm getting everybody, meanwhile I really don't know what I would like. I'm pretty much just telling my mom that I have no clue everytime she asks. What I would really like for Christmas is to not have to put up with any motherfucking bullshit.
Heads up: Ryan Adams is playing on Austin City Limits January 21st. This is going to be great. The dude's a genious. He's really the one person I would absolutley love to see perform. I've been listening to his new album, 29, a lot latley. I really like it, it has a very unique feel to it, most of his records each have an individual feel to them. I still beleive that the suicide handbook is my favorite set of songs, though. If it were an actual released album, that would be my favorite album of all-time probably.

Og.

Fuck You

2005-10-12T05:12:59Z

Last friday amesha and i went to abingdon to watch the rocky horror picture show in theatres last friday. It was really cool. I really have a lot of respect for that movie, musically as well as tranvestitinally. There were some real freakshows parading around that shithole, I thought it was real fun. Travis would be envious.
Last night I recorded some new songs at aaron's, all of which I played at the acoustic coffee house, but there's been some changes in some of them. You could have a copy.
THIS WEEK: Wing it.
NEXT WEEK: Fall break, cont. winging/partay.

just talkin shit

2005-06-29T04:56:20Z

The new gorillaz video has really fuckin cool animation to it, you guys should watch it.
The new white stripes song, it is the coooouellest. Does the horse really step on the girl, or does it all end there with the song?
Death from above 1979 is the most kick ass band of the week.
I watched this movie called "at close range" because henry rollins recomended it to me. It was a good movie, but it was kind of sad too. Made in the late 80's with christopher walken, sean penn, chris penn, hell, even fuckin crispen glover had a minor character, but was murdered. I give this movie a rating of "Okay, " I mean it.
here's a maze for you all to have some fun with:

Could you honestly do the damn thing?