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yeah [20 Aug 2004|09:24pm]
fuck ya'll i'm in love
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A Random Jackass For Howard Dean [10 Dec 2003|01:24pm]
http://www.deanforamerica.com
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Why is this man smiling? [08 Dec 2003|02:40am]
; )

wouldn't you like to know
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More Astrological Bullshit [06 Dec 2003|11:23pm]
Aries: Sun
Gemini: Moon
Saggitarius: Rising

Moon in Gemini

Static

When you seek others to provide an emotional escape from the isolation of your mental gymnastics, you embark on a search for the perfect person. This may kead to the frustration of never finding a single relationship that can satisfy and provide release from idealistic mental visions.

If you lack confidence in your instincts, you may fear losing one option by choosing another. Such behavior does not bring stability in relationships. Constant disillusionment can result in an endless series of relationships, a scattering of energies, and loss of identity.

It can be difficult to see inspiring influences that you can trust and aim toward. This results in a loss of confidence in your ability to be spontaneous. You may hold back in communicating, due to fearing that others will judge you; thus, you lose the benefit of others' abilities to put your ideas in a practical perspective. You may deprive yourself of the very solutions you seek by withholding the truth.

The Moon in Gemini is indicative of one who is mentally alert, keen on self-expression - perhaps a literary buff, a reporter, one who can tell a good story, is adaptable, versatile, and has a tendency to scatter his forces. Seems to move about constantly - if not physically, then certainly mentally. He can see various points of view, but doesn't often go too deeply into any one subject.

He can be perceptive, can hit at the truth in a lighthearted manner; he would make a good satirist, for he is flexible, tends to doubt the seriousness of his own acts, intentions, statements, writings. He would make an excellent humorist, but when things are not going just right, he is inclined to nervousness, brooding, self-suspicion, doubt, envy, and perhaps even a 'persecution complex'.

He is articulate, seldom at a loss for words; but he might spread himself too thin, at times becoming involved in absurd causes, attracting 'tricky' friends, flirting with the underground or passing a bit of money under the table.

He possesses a great amount of curiosity, but once he finds the answer, or thinks he has, he tends to lose interest. He does not have the staying power of the Moon in Taurus, but he is a better self-starter - more active and more likely to do something about changing an unpleasant situation.

Self-control is essential. Greater self-discipline is also necessary if the native is to be more than merely an attractive but superficial individual.
Mental stimulation enlivens your life, although, with the combined Gemini restlessness and Moon changeability, interest will wax and wane in most subjects, only to be reawakened by the next exciting set of ideas. Indeed, words, ideas, and symbolic conceptual structures may be especially attractive; and in these you can almost become lost; the danger may lie in the trap of misrepresentation, where you focus on the pointing finger instead of that toward which it is pointing.

You may favor the Gemini dimension of this astrological relationship, and there are benefits from following this. Mental development through training and constant use can help your responses to a highly stimulating environment; and any knowledge acquired can always have a potentially practical application. Rational analysis can be used for decision-making; and a higher quality of interpersonal communication may also be achieved when involving the intellect.

Yet there are also the more negative aspects of a Gemini-placed planet. Since Gemini characteristics are favored, the Moon influence receives less expression and acknowledgement. The negative attributes of an unbalanced Gemini Moon can include a lack of mental consistency, unduly influenced by every temporary attraction. Ideas and projects may suddenly be dropped due to more exciting ones appearing. The inability to sustain interest and complete things may be a weakness, both intellectually and in relationships. You insist on the freedom to change, and tend to express this by seeking variety, even to the point of being fickle with lovers and friends. You may find difficulty remaining committed to any idea or person for long; and being easily bored and restless does not help to create stability.

The Moon's influence and needs are probably denied to some degree, and yet will still filter into your life despite attempts to block them. Your emotions are changeable, and represent an unintegrated realm of your nature, one with which you prefer not to have to deal too often. Their subtle influence often distorts your reasoning faculty - even without your conscious realization - and helps to form judgements, decisions, and personal values, even if you do disguise these in apparent rationality. Begin to examine your defensive arguments, and you'll observe a deep emotional bias to them; what you are really protecting are unacknowledged lunar tendencies.

You may also attempt to rationalize away feelings, reducing their impact or covering their inner messages - avoidance tactics. Ignoring instinctive feelings can lead to expressing more compulsive and negative Gemini-type behavior, such as excessive talking, continual information acquisition, engaging in a whirl of nonstop superficial social activity, or a general scattering and dissipation of personal energies.

If this happens, there may be an unconscious attempt to convey a message of confusion derived from previously ignored feelings and instincts. Often these are related to unease with the demands of your physical and emotional natures. Your mind has become overly dominating and out of harmony with other parts of your self. To redress this imbalance, you may need to reduce involvement in any wide diversity of activities and interests, and, at least temporarily, recenter yourself; stop displacing your identity into external interests and activities.

Relationships need transforming so that you become free to experience and express whatever you really feel, perhaps by concentrating on the quality of interpersonal communication with a more select and intimate group of friends and family. Essentially, you may need to re-evoke the Moon qualities in yourself, integrate denied feelings, and allow them release and acceptance. Intellectual activity should not be used as an escape from or substitute for personal feelings. You may need to reconnect to any repressed instinctual feelings, satisfy emotional needs, and integrate your personality, rather than believe that fulfillment can be still found by repeatedly ignoring inner promptings. These needs are also an integral part of you, and require acknowledgement.

(Skye Alexander)

Your physical home isn't terribly important to you, and you may never choose to own property; you don't want to be tied down or be responsible for maintaining it. Probably you change residences more often than most people. Other than books, you don't tend to acquire many possessions, and our home may seem rather stark and uncomfortable to those whose nesting instincts are stronger.

Because the Moon is an embodiment of female energy, women usually respond to it more easily than men do. Women with this Moon placement are likely to demonstrate their Gemini characteristics readily; men sometimes project this part of themselves onto the women in their lives and are attracted to women who are friendly, communicative, intelligent, high-strung and somewhat superficial.

You are reserved in personal matters, and at times others find you cold; you are more interested in the here and now than in the past. Torn apart by changing feelings, you can spread yourself too thinly and scatter your forces; this can manifest in nervous tension. You know how to play up to others, and at times you may be too shrewd for your own good. Your restless nature is always in search of something new.

The Moon is not really comfortable in this sign, and this may lead to some conflict within the personality. The instability of Gemini plus the fluctuating nature of the Moon could make your emotions a little too changeable and your nerves jumpy. If you have something steady such as Leo or Taurus on your Sun or Ascendant, then the Gemini nervousness would just be confined to bouts of irritability. You are impatient with demanding people and cannot cope with those who are chronically ill. Your own health is not all that good but you try to ignore bouts of illness and hardly ever take time off work to recover or recuperate.

The mutability of this sign gives you a fascination for new and interesting people and places, and this leads you into the kind of job where you continually come across new people and get around from place to place. You like to be in the swing of things, and hate to miss anything that is going on. Your private life is probably less changeable, but you certainly have many friends and can usually be found on the end of a 'phone somewhere.
There is a kind of Peter Pan aspect to this Moon position which I think may also apply to the other air signs of Libra and Aquarius. Somehow you never see yourself as quite grown up, and can continue to display quite babyish behaviour when away from the outside world. The reverse side of the coin is that you do seem to keep your youthful looks and a young outlook to life far longer than most. You have creative and artistic ability, and may paint, or make ornaments or interesting clothes. You may be interested in model-making or computer techniques. You have strong dress sense and a good eye for matching up an outfit.

If given the opportunity, you learn to drive a car while you are in your teens, explore your own neighbourhood, and then travel the world as soon as you are able. Cities appeal to you more than the countryside, and you particularly enjoy visiting foreign cities. You are resourceful and can usually find a way to solve practical problems. You are probably quite good with your hands.

Oddly enough, you can suffer from depression at times, and can become so down-hearted that you feel life to be a total waste of time. One case of those feelings might be when you are suffering from exhaustion, because you have few reserves of energy to call on and you have the habut of going beyond your limit if there us work to be done.
If you are a male with this placement, your requirements in a mate would be similar. What you do not want is a partner who grunts a one-syllable reply or hides behind the newspaper or drifts off somewhere to contemplate her navel. You require a happy exchange of words, ideas and thoughts, a razzle-dazzle relationship with you as the host of your own talk show. It would be fortunate if your communicative abilities were used in your career as well, instead of being shuttled off into less productive endeavors.

People with this restless combination are often on the move both physically and mentally. They make capable salesmen, reporters, agents, and general handymen. Most of them have a variety of avocations; but if discipline is lacking, their inability to concentrate causes them to dissipate time and energy in gossip. Sometimes they display the cheerfulness and vivacity which comes from refusing to worry about problems. At other times, they exhibit these same carefree traits simply because they are unwilling to admit that real problems exist. They would rather tell a funny story and make people laugh than be drawn into weighty discussions.

The lunar Geminian has a wonderful talent for making life interesting for himself and his companions. He needs to cultivate fixity of purpose in order to focus his diverse abilities on some worthwhile goal, for he can respond as sensitively to the profundities as he does to the trivia of life.


Second Decanate (Sagittarius-Aries): It gives the tendency to be overly enthusiastic, to start with a big burst of energy and then perhaps lose interest. It gives a tremendous sense of humor. When the self-projection of energy is used for mental pioneering of trends and ideas, it is invaluable; also when used for creative endeavors of an artistic nature.

With Gemini-Libra on the Descendant, they want a lot of sentiment from partners but are not always able to give it back, as there is probably too much concentration on what they want. They can be verbally expressive when they want to be, but somehow their heart is not always in it. Even so, they are very faithful. These people believe in fidelity, and the need is great to have congenial mates (twin souls). They are much more the diplomat in their business associations than at home with their mates.

Second Decanate: This decan confers much romance and strong imaginative faculty, love of travelling and life in foreign lands. Not infrequently it conduces to high renown, and gives wealth and good fortune. Death in a foreign land is to be feared, and in some way the native is responsible for his own demise. Inheritance or legacy falls to the native. The patronage of ladies in high life may assist in forwarding the fortunes. A certain restless activity of mind, together with a rich creative power, characterises the subject of this decan.

Mental Qualities: Generous, good-tempered, just, frank, a firm friend; inclined to philosophy and religion; eclectic; not much inclined to exact science; fond of travelling. This position gives fine moral qualities. The native is frank and loyal, and his word is as good as his bond. He is affectionate, devoted and generous, and knows how to win the love of those around him; he will be ready to risk his fortune and even his life, if he judges that those in whom he takes an interest are worth it. He is extremely logical, and his benevolence is self-conscious. This position gives a taste for travelling, a love of philosophy, and the ability to succeed as a Government official, or a director. His mind is essentially materialistic, but this does not prevent him from being interested in religion or philosophy in its practical aspect.

On the physical level, Sagittarius rising may exhibit a high degree of restlessness. Sometimes there is the characteristic broad mouth or 'horsey' grin, as if it must be that large to allow room for all they have to say. Because of the expansive nature of this sign, there can be weight problems when it is placed on the Ascendant.

Since the ascendant indicates the easiest personality trait to express and can be a façade or cover-up, this easygoing optimist may hide his troubles behind a mask of breezy humor. He will never let you know if something is sa problem or that he has worries, as the last things he needs is someone else expressing concern for his welfare. His survival has to do with the assumption that good things are just around the corner. He can't stand to worry about himself, so he can't stand to have worry expressed by others. If he lets down enough to reveal his troubles, he will do so with a chuckle and humorous twist to his tale. He sees everything in a funny light, which enables him to handle difficulty. Laughter is his balm for burdens.

Nothing gets him down for long, although disappointment is very difficult to handle. He naturally encounters a lot of that due to his penchant for seeing the bright side. He may not appear to deal with what others call 'reality', as that implies a negative view. He hates being around someone who is pessimistic or overly emotional, as that pulls him down to a level of inactivity, and paralysis can set in when he is disappointed or let down. Survival ahs to do with activity and enthusiasm. Any grim view spells doom and disaster. He simply cannot deal with a negative outlook at all. A philosophical outlook enables him to survive.

He may tend to promise more than he can deliver and sometimes appear superficially glib and uncaring. He tends to overschedule his time and energy, be unrealistically hopeful and expectant where he should be wary. He may elicit 'implied' promises from others and become overly enthusiastic over matters destined to be disappointing. He is deeply sincere, always means well, and tends to assume that others adopt the same attitude. He may expect otehrs to behave according to his standards and expectations without seeing the real intentions. He may exaggerate unintentionally. He eventually must learn to set high goals and continue his optimistic course of action while incorporating realism and facts into the overall consideration of a matter.

But if Jupiter is badly aspected, or retrograde at birth, he is let down all the time. He may be afriad to set goals for fear of disappointment. He will continue to be disenchanted until he learns the lesson of applied practicality. He tends to put all his eggs in one basket. If his project is bypassed or rejected, the disappointment can paralyze him. He may ahve to learn how to set many projects in motion, knowing that some of them will work out and some will not. He then has many challenges and goals and can diversify his enthusiasm. With a practical approach to his projects and high goals, he learns that challenge is his primary motivation in life.
The Sagittarius rising is born with a sense of awe at the workings of the universe. He may be religious in the traditional sense or 'tuned in' on a philosophical level. He is a lover of nature and the natural order of things. He may tune in to his basic spiritual nature by taking long walks in the woods instead of sitting in a church; but his feelings about a beautiful sunset over the water or falling stars over a beach can make his heart swell to the bursting point. His sense of the spiritual side of life is connected to the life force in a leaf or flower as well as the breathing life force of people and animals. He can encourage others to see things in the light of the spirit through his eternal optimism. His ability to superimpose his ideals onto practical everyday matters enables him to be truly free, noble, and unfettered.

He naturally loves people and animals. The magnanimous, generous part of him has a hard time saying 'no'. He may not know any limitations. Holidays are wonderful times of celebrations, as he loves to share his good fortune with anyone who responds to his invitation. He is thrilled by inviting people who may have no place to go to his holiday feast. He collects 'strays' whether those strays are people or animals. He can always make room for one more; he can't stand the thought of anyone going hungry. He reacts strongly to people in need, but can sometimes devote himself to losing causes. His generosity may not have a discriminating quality, but he expresses great nobility of heart.

Honesty is something that is an inborn trait. He would never steal anything, and is therefor extremely trusting of others. He is wiling to give the shirt off his back if it is needed. Next to Cancer rising, he can be the biggest rescuer in the zodiac. In terms of Transactional Analysis, the rescue triangle describes the eternal triangle lived by one with this rising sign. The rescuer rescues the victim, who turns persecutor and persecutes the rescuer. After one with Sagittarius rising has been through this process over and over again, he finally learns to help people to help themselves by teaching them rather than rescuing them.

It is difficult for one with this rising sign to understand man's inhumanity to man. He assumes that everyone will love each other. He can be exceptionally disappointed when his friends dislike each other. It can sadden him to see intolerance of any kind. He may become quite vehement in expressing his feelings about how people should feel. He cannot stand any mistreatment of children or animals. He is quite convincing when he expects someone to take care as much as he does. It is hard to show disinterest in the face of his enthusiasm. He may not be able to tolerate apathy on the part of others. He loses sight of ugliness in his search for a better and truer way of life. He simply overlooks any sordid part of existence.
The exceptional need for a challenge can cause difficulty in personal relationships until he learns what to look for in another person. He is often attrated to the very worst kind of person for him, simply because he can't resist someone who is out of reach. If a person is about to get away, the lure may be too much to resist. He is only interested in someone who intrigues him. Although he looks for quick intelligence in another person, he can mistake a quick wit and a fast talker for the true intellectual companion he wants. Once he conquers that possibly flighty, insincere person, he can become quickly disenchanted. It takes a most stimulating, unusual person to hold his interest for a long period of time. It is particularly important for one with this ascendant to know what he needs in relationships before he is committed. He can be terribly unhappy with the wrong person, because he cannot tolerate a situation that is limiting. He'll give you the shirt off his back, but he'll never get over the hurt of being used. Naturally, he can be taken advantage of by many unethical people because of his trusting, open personality. He loves to be generous and doesn't need many thanks - but he needs to find worthy recipients.
The only way to 'capture' the person with this cheerful personality is to constantly tell him he's free to do anything he wants to do. If he thinks someone has plans that don't include him, his curiosity may get the best of him. He won't be able to resist checking out the situation to be sure he isn't missing anything terrific. He's intrigued by what makes people tick. He enjoys the study of human nature almost as much as nature itself. He is a natural explorer, loving to go into uncharted territory.
Truth-telling is such a part of his nature that he may overstep the bounds and be brutally frank. He can sometimes have 'foot-in-mouth' disease. He may never realize he's wounded someone with the bluntness of his comments, so he may not try to rectify the mistake when he's said or done something less than tactful. He can infuriate others by never explaining his actions; he just expects that they should undestand his motivation. He feels friendship means overlooking any action to understand that his good heart lies behind it. He expects philosophical behavior on the part of others as well. Without so much as a backward glance, he'll leave even a long-time friend or loved one if any limitations or restrictions are put on a relationship. But as long as he's given free rein, his loyalty to a friend is forever. He rarely loses anyone from his life. Somehow he is forgiven even unforgivable behavior at times. He loves to dance, yet sometimes stumbles over his own two feet. He does everything with wild abandon and can outlast almost everyone around.

Since the ascendant describes the early decisions about survival, the person with Sagittarius rising needs new horizons to motivate him. He must find his own ways to be excited about the daily, humdrum tasks of living. He has a hard time focusing on tasks at hand unless he can create some kind of unusual excitement in the process, which is the fuel he eneds for energy. He can appear scattered, undirected, and impractical, yet he accomplishes more than most in his own philosophical kind of way. He may want to go around in circles, staying in a bit of a rut for fear that if he does everything too soon, he will run out of exciting things to do. He wants to save many experiences for later; he wants to come up with new 'firsts' all through his life
You are a teacher or preacher. Jupiter is your ruling planet. Your Shadow is inferiority. Other is an enquirer or dabbler. Mercury is Other's ruling planet.

Like the superior being that you are inclined to present yourself as, you express yourself with a larger than life sense of confidence and apparent self-assurance. This attracts Other who, as the eternal gatherer of pieces of information, is impressed by your seemingly broad and effortless grasp of all manner of things. Other sees your persona as a role model for how to give off a cosmopolitan air that makes him / her look as knowledgeable as he / she potentially or actually is. However, should Other become aware that behind any particular facet of your self-advertisement there is no product to live up to it, then a kind of intellectual scorn towards what is seen as smugness or pretentiousness on your part can colour his / her idea of you. Conversely, Other's array of endless but unrelated bytes of information, which is simply diversity, is helpful to you just as long as it doesn't annoy you

When you are alone, it is most likely to be because you have simply found it so hard to commit yourself to a relationship that you either have been given up as a hopeless cause, or have never dared take any sort of plunge even into the shallows of a relationship. When it comes down to it, you hate being alone, for then you have to confront what is at the root of relationship problems: your own inconsistencies as opposed to those you see as belonging to Other. Sooner of later, this is the one plunge you will have to take - into your depths.

You may have a knack for making tactless remarks. This is not done in order to hurt; it simply represents the kind of absolute honesty with which you view the world around you. Some Sagittarians tell me that they 'throw out the wrong image'; this may result from the fact that Sagittarius rising sends out signals of confidence and optimism, which may not be backed up by the nature of the rest of the chart. One Sagittarius rising friend says that she appears tough, but is in reality very soft. Another says he is gregarious at work and in social situations but switches off when at home. Yet another sends out signals which are so confusing that he attracts people with whom he really doesn't want to be bothered. One particularly Sagittarian aspect of your personality is your sense of humour. Whether dry and droll, broad and deliciously vulgar, witty and sophisticated, or innocently childlike, it is your most wonderful attribute. You can be forgiven anything because you brighten up a dreary world and make all kinds of people laugh!

Two attributes which you are almost guaranteed to have are idealism and honesty. You can be devious at times, but rarely crooked, and it would be hard for you to take advantage of anyone. Your idealism can lead you to keep your head a bit too far up into the clouds. It can be hard for you to come down and get on with the nitty-gritty of daily life. You also have to guard against tactlessness or sheer rudeness in the guise of 'honesty'. Either way, your reluctance to compromise can be your greatest vice or your greatest virtue. You are genuinely broad-minded and free from prejudice on grounds of race, religion or colour. You like people who are different because you find them interesting. Your interest in foreigners may lead you to marry someone from a different culture. Even if you don't manage to travel far during your life, you still feel the need to escape, especially if you live in a city. You enjoy the sea, mountains and wide open spaces; and if there is nothing better on offer, you enjoy a walk in the country. If you actually live in the country, you may choose to work or spend your spare time with animals.

You need freedom in any relationship, and are also prepared to allow your partner to have the opportunity to be a person in his or her own right. You can be cold-hearted at times, even to the point of cutting off completely from other people and disappearing inside yourself. As long as you have a measure of friendship in any relationship, you can usually make a success of it. At the very least, you are a relater; and you are able to keep your lines of communication open. However, most of all, you need to be taken care of, treated like a child on occasion, cuddled and soothed by a very caring partner. You can't live with a possessive or demanding partner, and you need to be able to come in and go out whenever you like; you cannot be chained to the house. For some reason, many of you seem to marry Pisceans!

Sexually, you like to experiment. You are well-known for wanting to see how far you can go, and this may apply to your sexual nature as well. Curiosity could be the main reason for your numerous sexual partners. You could, in the days before AIDS, have been a great one-night-stand merchant. Later in life, when some of your curiosity has been satisfied, you settle down more easily to family life. You are one of those people who can actually live quite happily without sex, as long as your creative urges are being satisfied, although you do need attention and affection. You were not cuddled as a child, and you really do enjoy the sensation of being held and cared for by another. You can also off-set any missing sex by pouring out your energies into sports, hobbies and even the Church. To be honest, sex isn't your problem: your worst energy is boredom.
A healthy level of friendship and intellectual rapport is needed in relationships. There is sexual exuberance, but a partner who only satisfies their sexual needs will very soon bore them. Intellectual challenge is also essential; a claustrophobic lifestyle will have disastrous psychological effects. The individual may go on eating or drinking binges, for instance, or develop psychosomatic liver-related illnesses.

When life offers no challenge, the usual optimistic outlook will be clouded, and uncharacteristic depression will set in. A change of lifestyle and perhaps of scene is probably best, but escapism must be avoided and physically running away is not a long-term solution. A full assessment of the problem should be made, however tedious this might seem
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more aries [06 Dec 2003|10:49pm]
In your chest beats the heart of an adventurer, and you are both courageous and daring. You want to keep the adrenalin rushing through your veins at all times. Although you never back down from a fight, you don't know how to walk away from one with dignity either. In fact, you are often the instigator. Aggressive and feisty, long on nerve and short on tact, you enjoy a good argument or even a fist fight now and again to clear the air. In a dangerous situation, anyone would like to have you on his / her side.

Strongly individualistic, you have trouble compromising or working as part of a team or group. You need to be free and independent to do things your own way, regardless of how iconoclastic or outrageous your methods may seem to others. Although you are usually quite self-sufficient, when you run into a problem you can't solve yourself, you don't know where to run. Since you are basically unaware and unappreciative of others' strengths, you aren't able to benefit from their knowledge and experience.

A rebel at heart, you tend to see society as your adversary and thwart authority at every turn.

Though you can be abrasive and annoying at times, you possess an endearing, childlike quality that makes people enjoy being around you. Your enthusiasm is infectious, and your unabashed, up-front, uncomplicated manner never leaves doubts about your motivations or intentions. You can be irresponsible and careless at times, but you are also honest, fun-loving and willing to stand up for what you believe. Your greatest failings are the result of your impatience, haste and self-centredness. Your greatest strengths are your optimism, courage, drive and vitality.
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Townes Van Zandt- Lovers Lullaby [06 Dec 2003|12:54am]
C G F
The dreams that have flown down the hall
C F C
The tears that were sown on despair
Am C
Summer turned Fall
F C
It don't matter at all
Am F C
When I wake and find you lying there
G F C
Sweet silence and soft auburn hair

Oh, the blues gonna' dance through the sky
Time's gonna' roll soft as rain
Sigh after sigh
Is gonna' pass by and by
Till I gaze into your brown eyes again
Awe, love is gonna' fly on the wind

[Bridge:]Am C F
C
And all the things I've seen and the places that I've been
Am C F C
They don't mean a thing since I found you
Am C
All that matters now
F C
Since I won your love somehow
Am F Em
G
Are these plans that I keep making not to lose you

So sleep babe till the moon slips away
I'm hoping all your dreaming comes true
When you rise with the day
I might not have too much to say
But you know that doesn't mean that I don't love you
Awe, you know that doesn't mean that I don't love you
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TENGO CACHONDO MALDITO! [04 Dec 2003|05:54pm]
estoy cachondo!

me gustaria joderte en su culo
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My Action Movie [04 Dec 2003|02:47pm]
my idea for an action movie
haha, I wrote this in my myspace journal thought I'd copy it here

I've been trying to think of a really amusing journal entry to write in myspace for a while now.

But it's not been coming to me.

So Zach and Vanessa hijacked my computer and put on Xmen 2 tonight. I don't know about that shit. Call me old fashioned but I think all action movies should revolve around 'Nam.

I just can't relate to mutants and that sort of shit. But you know, Charlie raining down fire on my head while I'm crunched down in a rice paddy holding my best friends eyeballs while the sky turns the color of hell. God Damn does that bring back memories! That's what I call good cinema!

But X-Men? Comic book superheroes? They're not my heroes. You wanna know who my hero is?!

That guy in the helicopter in Full Metal Jacket who shot a bunch of rounds at all the innocent people and laughed about the "200 gooks" he'd killed. And then he yells "Ain't war hell!" and he keeps firing.

Remember when that Viet Cong girl was laying there wounded in that church after she'd killed Private Cowboy and she's laying there trembling struggling to say in english " shoooot mmmeee. shhooott meeee" And then Private Joker looks at her and gets this badass look on his face and kills her. And then the other guys say "Hardcore man. Fucking hardcore"

Then they all sing the Mickey Mouse song and the movie's over.

If that's not the greatest movie ever made then your a son of a bitch who likes X-Men!

While I'm on the movie subject, am I the only one out there who thinks Leaving Las Vegas and Natural Born Killers are the two greatest love stories ever committed to screen?

I mean, that's the trouble with you damn kids and your nintendos and your hippity hop music these days, you don't know a good love story when you see one!

Oh, you've got your Julia Roberts bein' all nutty and hopefully Richard Gere will stop playing grabass and having gerbil races with Hugh Grant long enough to bang on the window of her wedding before she marries *gasp* Brad Pitt and almost ruins Christmas.

Yeah you kids call that romance these days and you know what? That's why the divorce rate is so high in this country and emo's taking over the fucking airwaves.

You remember that scene in Leaving Las Vegas where Nicholas Cage is dying and Elizabeth Shue was having a bad time cause that jock guy fucked her in the ass and she missed old Ben. And then she got there and he was dying, and he'd never fucked her cause he was too drunk. So she got on him and started fucking him and said "see how hard you make me angel"

Yeah! I'm a big bad man but I had a hard time not crying like a little girl when I saw that scene. He was psychotically drunk and she was a dirty whore but God Damnit, that was love!

I don't want to watch pretty people be charming! That ain't how it happens. Fucking Hollywood feed me a line of bullshit why don't you.

Natural Born Killers? Alright, maybe that's a bit of a stretch, but didn't Mickey And Mallory look cute gunning down all those people? Didn't that just sort of make you wanna say "awww" and pet a kitten or something?

As someone mentioned in one of my other journals (I'm stashing about 50 of these around the internet for shits and giggles these days). The reason Mickey and Mallory was such a damn good love story was because they were the only two people on earth who understood each other. Fucking beautiful.


I don't know, I don't like it when movies try and sell me on them just because they spent a bunch of money on special effects. You know what special effects are?

Money that would have been better spent on hiring halfway decent writers. I could write a better movie than Xmen 2!

Granted, I was kind of fucked up and not really paying attention but.... Alright you don't believe me?

Once upon a time there was a man named Mike who lived on the moon. He lived in a little tent with his pet martian monkey and they sat up all night drinking whiskey, eating pork and beans, and singing songs about trains.

Then one day Santa Claus came to the moon and said "Mike, Won't you guide my sleigh tonight?"

Now Mike was a little bit unsure of this. He'd met Santa Claus once back on earth at the mall once and this didn't look like no Santa Claus. So Mike beat the shit out of Santa Claus and stole his suit.

"Guide this sleigh motherfucker!" he shouted as he flipped Santa Claus the bird and took off in his sleigh with 8 jolly reindeer and Rudolph tied up in the back.

"I hope you horsies like Mexico!" he shouted as he took another belt from his bottle of Sunny Brook and whipped the reindeer sadistically.

Mike kept on laughing drinking and whipping the reindeer until they arrived at their final destination.

The reindeer looked at the sign on the front door of the house who's chimney they'd just landed on with horror. "El Donkey Bar" the sign read.

"Hehehe, you boys are gonna make me some money!" Mike giggled as he finished the last drop of Sunny Brook.

The reindeers weren't going to put up with this bullshit. They knocked Mike unconscious and took off running. When Mike came to he discovered he was being videotaped by a tribe of banditos who had kidnapped him and another man who at that time was unfamiliar to him.

Jorge the Bandito spoke into the stolen Telemundo camera in English and announced for all of America to hear. "I am Jorge from Mexico! Attention America, we have kidnapped Santa Claus and President George Bush's personal coke dealer! If the President does not return the state of Texas to my people, they both shall be killed!"

Just then President Bush kicked down the door and shouted "Not so fast you gall durn terrists. No one fucks with Santa Claus and Frosty the Snowman. Not on my watch!"

Then George Bush started Kung Fu fighting all the banditos but he was outnumbered and was having troubles.

The snowman wrestled a bag of blow from his back pocket with his duct taped behind the chair hands and tossed it at Mike. Mike managed to manuever the bag of candy up to his nose and snort it all.

All of a sudden that "dunuhnuhnuhnuhnh CHARGE!" song started paying and Mike broke free of his captivity and started "POW!" and "WHAM!"ing all the banditos like Batman would.

After all the banditos had been killed, Mike pulled the President out of the fetal position and untied Frosty the Cokeman.

"Santa Claus One, Mexican Banditos Nothing! HA HA HA!" Mike laughed triumphantly.

"You saved my life Santa Claus!" The President swooned. "I hereby declare you the new President! And me on a year long coke bender!" Everyone cheered and The President and Frosty skipped happily down to Colombia and lived happily ever after until George had a heart attack while he was robbing Frosty at gunpoint.

Meanwhile, Mike gave the state of the union address dressed as Santa Claus.

"I hereby dismiss congress and announce that the United States is now a totalitarian colony ruled by the North Pole! You will salute Jolly Old St. Nick or get a lump of lethal injection in your stockings! How you like me now you bunch of bitches?! Guess you should've been a little less naughty and a little more nice this year huh? Yeah, I see you when your sleeping. Especially when it's with that transvestite hooker you picked up in that alleyway!"

Mike then ordered the execution of everyone in the world. And everyone died.

Then when everyone was dead Mike ripped off the Santa Claus suit and got bare ass naked and started doing the watusi.


The End

AND THAT is how you write an action movie!


X-Men (laughs) what a load of shit
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BLOOD FOR BLOOD- OUTLAW ANTHEMS [01 Dec 2003|01:00am]
Mother Dear

Here I am
I am a monster but I was made
Here I stand
I am a beast that was born of pain
Bred to hate in this world gone insane
But now I'm here to stay
and I live to spit in your face.
'Cause I am from the outside
And I am everything that you despise.
Bred to hate in your society's eyes, it's a society of lies
And I live to spit in your face...

Mother dear,
Look at your darling young one.
Mother dear,
Look at what I have become.
Mother dear,
I am you bastard disgrace.
Mother dear,
I will spit in your face.

Ain't Like You

I AIN'T LIKE YOU!
And I don't want your love.
And I don't need your respect.
I just can't hate enough but I got no tears or regrets.

I ain't like you
I will never live like you and you will never walk the path I do.
I will never be like you
and I'll never be a part of your society of lies and fools.
I will never live like you.
I will never walk the path you do.
I am your wasted youth so...
Fuck you and society too 'cause my kind just ain't like you.

Yeah, I'm a king of nothing,
'cause nothing's what I am and nowhere is where I'll be.
But I'd rather be a king of nothing than a servant in a sick society
'cause pretty little children playing pretty little games
in their pretty little worlds is all I've ever seen.
You've never felt my pain
And I just gotta say to your face I ain't like you.

I will never live like you
And you will never walk my path so...
Fuck you and your society too.

Once again I'm a king of nothing,
'cause nothing's what I am and nowhere is where I'll be.
I'm a nowhere man from nowhere, U.S.A.
It's a dead end street near you.
They broke my heart, they stole my soul and why?
I'll never know.
I'm exiled from all of you so...
Fuck you and the whole world too
'cause I will never live like you.

If you don't like it... you can suck my dick.

Dead End Street

The sign in the road says we're going nowhere.
I been running down a dead end street.
I wanna rip through all the faces of the fools I see.
And I know I'll never get away
'cause the gutter taught me early
that there ain't no better days for me.
I guess my childhood broke my heart.
Down in the projects you learn pain from the start.
That's where I learned to hate the world,
Just another lost soul praying to the night sky alone...

Can someone, someone please tell me where I went wrong?
And how many more times will I have to sing this same old song?
Can you tell me, tell me please, tell me where I went wrong?
And how many more times will I have to sing
this same old sad, sad fucking song?

I done my time on the city streets.
Y'know that corner took a piece of me and my heart
And made me an enemy of the world.
Just another lost soul praying to the night sky alone.

I been running down this dead end street.
I wanna rip through all the faces I see.
I'm lost forever on this dead end street.
I'll leave this epitaph that no one will read...

White Trash Anthem

Have you ever prayed to the night sky?
Under one of them cold street lights?
Watched another stolen car drive then lose your hope and say
"This is where I'll die"?
But you try to say you know me.
But you try to say you're from my world.
Well, have you ever gone to sleep to the sounds of the gunshots,
sirens, and violence all alone?

They want to break me down.
I hope I can hold my ground.

Your world is MTV. Spring breaks and ecstasy.
You got your hopes and you'll get your dreams.
Well, that choice wasn't there for me.

My world remains unseen by you.
Poverty and no family,
Broken homes and broken dreams,
I fall upon the thorns of life. I bleed.

They want to break me down. I won't back down.
They try to break me down. I hope I can hold my ground.

I ain't I your kind of white. I ain't that kind of white.
I'll never be your kind of white,
I'll never be your kind 'cause you made me outcast.

I ain't your kind of white. I've never been your kind of white.
I ain't that kind of white
'cause I'm a lowlife outcast piece of white trash.

Five years on down the road
(you've got) two kids and a high paying job,
(with a) picket fence and a college degree.
Well, that choice wasn't there for me.

This path on which I walk: it ain't a game and it ain't all talk.
This is all I ever had.
This is all they ever let me have.

I ain't ever been nor will I ever be another blind eye in society.
I seen the way it was for the people like me.
I seen the way it was for the families so...

Have you ever prayed to the night sky?
Under one of them cold street lights?
Watched another stolen car drive by
and lost your hope and said "This is where I'll die"?

I ain't I your kind of white. I ain't that kind of white.
I'll never be your kind of white,
I'll never be your kind 'cause you made me outcast.

I ain't your kind of white. I've never been your kind of white.
I ain't that kind of white
'cause I'm a lowlife outcast piece of white trash

So Common, So Cheap

Looking back at all the times we had,
I wish I could tell ya' that they weren't all so bad.
But in the end we were just wasting our time,
Yeah I knew what you were but I was out of my mind.
Lost my mind...
I knew you were common when we started this thing,
So very common with you're everyday dreams.
But I was desperate for a heart of gold,
So I took a chance and I came in from the cold.
Life's so cold...

I oughta' have my fucking head examined
for screwing with a skank like you.
But it wasn't like I really felt for you,
I was just cold and empty through and through...

I thought you were something but you proved me wrong.
Money is your only god, what a tired boring old song.
Just another coward out to sell your soul
but it just goes to show that
Nothing in this world is forever.
And people are all the same.
And there's no such thing as love.
It left me choking like a candle in the cold hard rain.

You were so common, you were so cheap,
Another coke snortin' slut from the barroom scene.
But brother, I was so empty, I was so blind,
I turned my back on the truth before my very eyes.

'cause sister, you could have been anybody.
You could have been anyone.
All I needed was anybody,
All I needed was anyone.

Tear Out My Eyes

My mask of sanity is slipping away
and I don't know if I can last much longer. help me
Human faces grow so twisted and farther away,
thought I could take it but the hate grows stronger. help me
Oh God help me 'cause I don't want to see
another image of that beast humanity. save me
Oh God save me, this hatred is killing me.
No one can save me
'cause I once was blind but now I see the way...
One day I'm gonna rip my eyes out of my head
And never gaze upon your twisted world again.
I'm gonna tear out my eyes
And maybe find some peace of mind inside.

My mask of sanity has broken away
and I don't want to last much longer.

Some Kind Of Hate

There's no way out.
I got some kind of hate,
I got some kind of hate,
I got some kind of hate
and I hate the whole human race.

I got some kind of hate,
I got some kind of hate,
I got some kind of hate
and I hate the mother fucking human race.

So let's go...

Y'know I got some bad ideas burning deep in my black heart.
Well, evil is as evil's gonna do now
Y'know I try to do my part. .. HA HA!
And I'm a time bomb tickin'... BOOM!
I been tickin' to the sounds of the rock and roll... OH NO!
I think I'm gonna explode... OH NO!
I THINK I'M GONNA EXPLODE!

You call me anti-social, well you're fucking right!
'Cause I hate this goddamned world and everything in sight
and every one in sight.
You call me anti-social, well you're fucking right!
'Cause I hate this mother fucking world
and every mother fucker in sight!

I got some kind of hate for the human race.
I never found a place in the human race...
Maybe it's too late for the human race.
I never found a place in the human race...

Sometimes I wish I could just turn my back and run.
Just turn my back and run away.
Sometimes I feel like I just gotta gotta get a gun
and reach the top of the world my own way...

Love Song

This song is dedicated to Danny Edge and Davey Kinosian.
Tonight this one's for us.

Hey brother!
I see what they done to you.
Hey brother!
Can you see what they done to me to?
No where to turn and we got nothing to lose,
But you can count on me if I can count on you. It's true!

Hey brother all we've got's each other
In a world of shit, y'know they made us suffer.
Hey brother all they let us have is each other
So let's fuck society up...

They'll never see the side of life I've seen
They'll never understand what made this hatred inside me breathe.
I found my family on the city streets
Because they locked me out of their American dream.
They lie!
And through those years of redemption denied
I couldn't see the truth through the blood in my eyes.
They lie!
I know they want to tear us up my friend,
But we can spit in their face until the bitter end, my friend!

Hey brother! I see what they done to you!
For you I will fight!
Hey brother! You can see what they've done to me too!
For you I'll do it right!
Hey brother! We got nothing to lose, it's true!
For you I'll defy!
Hey brother! So tonight this one's for you!
For you I'll fucking die...

Hey brother, all we got's each other
And they been treatin' us rough.
Hey brother, all they let us have's each other
So tonight this one's for us.

Hey brother, all we got's each other
Through these years so rough.
Hey brother, all they let us have's each other
So let's fuck society up.

They won't break my heart again.
They will never take my heart again. never again
They won't break my heart again. never again
They will never tear us up again, my friend.

Tonight this one's for us...

Bloodshed (The Bruisers!)

come on

I don't need anyone
ahh yeahhh

We have cried so many tears
(so many tears)
Living without a fucking thing
And we'll never get the anwsers
So what have you left me
(you left me nothing)
But we are here and where here to stay
Cuz we are from the streets
And you can run awayyy yahhh

Bloodshed on the streets
As blood for blood defeats
(Blood for blood defeats)
Bloodshed on the streets
As the wasted youth defeats
(the wasted youth defeats)
Bloodshed on the streets
were the exile from the street
(You aint from my street)
Bloodshed on the streets
Were the outcast of society

Come onnnnnn

aliright im gunna turn this over to the
wasted youth crew right here hit it gentlemen
Hey (x13)

BLOOD FOR BLOOD DEFEATS

Bloodshed on the streets
As blood for blood defeats
(Blood for blood defeats)
Bloodshed on the streets
As Boston defeats
(You aint from my street)
Bloodshed on the streets
As the brusiers rest in peace
(rest in peace fellas)
Bloodshed on the streets
As the wasted youth defeats

alright...
We are ?????
In your Fuckin face
That ones for you ricky rest in peace
Don't Fear Good Friends Brothers till the end
thats what we said so long ago

I JUST WANT TO HURT YOU
I JUST WANT TO MAKE U FEEL MY PAIN

She's Still A Bitch (Called Hope)

All my life I relied on one thing
and that one thing fucked me up even more
She is tempting and promises things that'll never happen of that I'm sure
Years I've wasted waiting for her to come through for me
why was I so blind
Waiting innocently as time went on
life's gotten worse my resentment's strong
Now I've smartened up I'm turning my back
I don't need her I gave her a smack
She failed me over and over again
no surprise there she was never a friend
I've been dragging a bitch called hope (a bitch called hope)
I've been hanging at the end of her rope (a bitch called hope)
I've been dragging a bitch called hope (a bitch called hope)
I've been hanging at the end of her fucking rope
I'd have given her my heart and my dreams
She then strung me along threw away these years
Don't let that bitch take you for a ride like she took me
and took most everyone I know
So I've kicked the bitch to the curb
but in the end she's left me a bitter twisted motherfucker
I've been dragging a bitch called hope (a bitch called hope)
I've been hanging at the end of her rope (a bitch called hope)
I've been dragging a bitch called hope (a bitch called hope)
I've been hanging at the end of her fucking rope
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ARIES [27 Nov 2003|09:52pm]
Aries males:
The man born under Aries can be dominant, inventive and very impatient! He'll keep you hopping unless you teach him to wait. This man's bark is worse than his bite. But please do not get the idea that you can train him as you would a dog - he will rebel every time. He is constantly seeking new ways, new persons, new ideas. You'll have to keep up with the times if you want to keep the Aries man.
In dealing with this male, try to keep his chin up. Once he beings to sag, he is heading for defeat. See to it that he gets plenty of exercise and encouragement. Tell him he's good. The more he thinks you appreciate him, the more he will return the compliment.
Being interested in an Aries man is akin to taking on a new lease of life. His temperament is fiery, his drives are strong, his ambitions are great; his capacity for love is enormous. Knowing this, do not attempt halfway measures. Decide either that you want him and will fight to keep him - or forget him entirely.
An Aries man can be militant, determined and obstinate. Once he gets rolling - even down the wrong road - he tends to keep in motion and in the same direction. You will have to be tactful in order to make him change his ways and his motives. Otherwise, he will fight you every inch of the way.
You can get around him by showering him with compliments, affection and common sense. Remember, if you go about it the right way, this man will listen to reason. Never dare him; he will take you up on it. On the other hand, don't try to outsmart him by daring him to do one thing because you really want him to do the opposite. He's very likely to see through the ruse!
An Aries man is an adventure seeker; it is not easy to harness hie powers. His thinking, often brilliant, is just as often erratic. He will take a chance and worry about the outcome later. He is ambitious but once he finds a niche it is difficult to urge him on. He is more successful at fighting his way to the top than he is when it comes to securing his position through creative moves aimed at still greater success.
This man plays hard and works hard; often he runs himself down. For the woman who wants him, close attention to these hints can prevent many a heartache and numerous headaches as well!



However, some Ariens have such an overwhelming personality that they frighten less outgoing members of the zodiac. Some Ariens are quite aggressive, and even those who appear to be mild have an aggressive or demanding streak hidden away somewhere. One friend of mine who had divorced an apparently meek and gentle Arien on the grounds of unreasonable behaviour told me that the whole weight of Arien aggression, determination and overriding need to have his own way at all costs showed itself in the bedroom.
One thing which I have invariably found is that Ariens love words and language. They read extensively and usually have a large vocabuulary. Their spelling is excellent and they have a precise way of writing and expressing themselves. They are conscious that they can express themselves well, and often use this as a weapon against less able people. Ariens have a very quick sense of humour and can range from enjoying a good joke and being very funny themselves to being unpleasantly cutting and sarcastic. Other factors on each individual chart will determine how considerate the Arien may be towards other people's feelings, because the pure Arien type is self-centred, selfish and apparently uncaring. This is the sign of the military leader who needs to 'get the job done without regard to the finer details such as who gets hurt or what gets destroyed. However, no sign is absolutely black and white, and Ariens are saved from inhumanity by their ability to empathise with the feelings of others and by their desire to help. There must be a few Aries wimps around somewhere although I, personally, haven't yet met any.


There is another quite distinct Aries type. This one is tall and thin, with bony features and heavily rounded 'George Robey' eyebrows. This type of Aries subject seems to have a stronger and more awkward type of personality than the small, square ones.

Weak spots for health are the head, eyes, the upper jaw and upper teeth; all Ariens seem to get headaches when they are stressed. Ariens are a pretty healthy lot on the whole, but they can go down with sudden feverish ailments, and they are also prone to accidents, cuts and burns due to haste or carelessness. Ariens have little patience with illness either in themselves or in those around them, and they prefer to ignore it whenever possible.

Ariens have strong allegiances to their chosen political views, often being strongly left- or right-wing. Some have violent racial or religious prejudices, while others genuinely love people of all creeds, colours and classes. Their strong political feelings probably account for the large number of Ariends who do actually go into politics and subsequently reach high office. When these subjects take up some specific kind of belief, philosophy or ideology, they embrace it wholeheartedly without being able to see the weaknesses or drawbacks in it. They may become so deeply involved in such interests that it becomes impossible to have any kind of discussion with them, without their chosen point of view being dragged into it. This is fine if their partner shares their views, or if he / she can go deaf whenever these subjects creep into the conversation, but if the partner cannot cope with this, the relationship hasn't much of a chance. It is not a good idea to live with an Arien if one cannot drive and does not own a car, because Aries subjects either drive like maniacs, shouting insults at other drivers, or sit resolutely in the middle lane, travelling at a steady 30 mph.
Ariens are honest, straightforward and somewhat naive; their motto is 'Goodness, I hadn't thought of that!' However, their partners always know where they stand, because the Arien is incapable of deviousness or manipulative behaviour. To some extent, what you see is what you get. It is not a good idea to compete with an Arien, and it is better for their partners to be in a different line of work from them. Aries partners need quite a bit of support themselves because, despite their pomposity, they don't have much confidence in their own abilities.
Anyone contemplating taking up with an Arien had better give a bit of thought to the subject of sex. If your personal pattern runs to a quick fumble on birthdays and anniversaries interspersed with late night bible readings and a cup of hot cocoa at bedtime, you had better think again. A friend of mine who had a lengthy affair with an Arien told me that she could only recall four occasions when they spent time together without actually making love. Aries women are either highly sexed or absolutely uninterested in the whole business. This is, of course, an all-or-nothing sign. Aries men, however, seem to be very ardent. Ariens can and do experience love in a purely poetic way, mooning about some dream lover from a distance, but they are more likely to put themselves in touch with their own feelings and also to express those feelings in a horizontal position!

Arians are full of creative energy and enthusiasm (because Aries is a fire sign ruled by Mars and Pluto); and, because Aries is a cardinal sign, Arians initiate new activities, which keep them occupied until the novelty wears off.
These people have a tremendous psychological drive to prove themselves through action. Arians are not satisfied merely to intellectualize about their concerns; they are impatient to do something about them.
You are very energetic and spirited. It is difficult for you to wait for other people, even your parents, and you tend to be impatient if events don't move as quickly as you would like. For this reason, you prefer to work by yourself, if you find that others aren't moving as quickly as you do. This may cause you to become totally wrapped up in yourself, simply because you aren't relating to others sneough and are not paying enough attention when you do. You have a mind of your own, and you do not care if anyone else agrees with you. You resent it fiercel when people try to impose their thinking or their methods on you.
You like to be the first to do everything, and often you take risks that others consider unwise, because you want to be known for doing something that no-one else will do. Just be careful to avoid real trouble, and try to listen to what others have to say. They are not always trying to get in your way; in fact they may be trying to help you.
You are rather quick to anger, but you do not hold grudges. As soon as your angry mood passes, which is usually quite quickly, you are willing to forget and forgive. However, while you are angry you act rashly and may say things that you will regret.
In talking with other people, you prefer to be simple and direct; and whenever possible you are honest, simply because it makes life easier and simpler. Just be careful not to be so blunt that you hurt people's feelings, since some people are emotionally hurt more easily than others. You may also be rather competitive, which may alienate some people; but most will realize that your competitiveness is good-natured and not intended to harm.
You have a brave and impatient heart. You have the will to show a way forward - boldly and assertively, without being arrogant or pushy. Your life should be led in a spirit of championing the underdog, as opposed to always wanting to win. Your father is seen or expressed as one who is honest and direct, and / or blunt and hard.
You generate a bright spontaneity that encourages Other to be more aware of simply being, and to live in and for the moment. You have an independence and straightforwardness that is refreshing and makes Other want to know where you are going. You have an air of heroism as you protect the weak and fight for the oppressed.
You can alienate Other with a childish naiveté that is tiresome and short-sighted; with a simplistic attitude that overlooks the subtleties and senstitivities of Ohter, causing him / her to avoid what is boring, annoying or upsetting about you; and by being arrogant and boastful, or coming on tough.
You overemphasize your air of independence in order to be seen as you'd like to actually feel. You exaggerate how soon you'll be able to achieve an objective, and so you fall short and appear ridiculous. You present a desire to win at all costs, rather than simply doing your best.
Aries's great independence is a symptom of vitality and physical energy, and becomes intellectuallized later in life, if at all. The highest type of Arian becomes capable of idealizing and universalizing his love of independence, which has its source in egocentricity. The first ambition of the Arian is to be first. He is an inveterate contestant, a professional competitor. His object is not so much the material stake as the glory of winning. He will never boast about coming in sensong; the also-rans he beats impress him less than the one fellow who beats him and thus steals his rightful place at the head of the profession. Literally as well as figuratively, this first-ness shows. Your Arian walks one step ahead of his companions, goes through doors first, and has the first word (and often the last) in any argument. He loves arguments, not as a means of arriving at truth so much as a means of demonstrating that he can come out in front. He often wins by sheer noise and vitality - that is, he makes the other fellow cry uncle. Aries is frequently original in his efforts to be first; and, when not original, is sure to be novel. Any Arian who doesn't understand the difference between originality and novelty should study the two words till he does. When and Arian is original he is a pioneer, an inventor, a great thinker. When he is only novel, he is putting first his ego ideal to be first and neglecting to make his ideas sound and his methods practical. He thus loses the benefit of his energy, his genius and his ambition. All the bugaboos of the ego beset the Arian, and he must beware of self-centredness. This can make him arogant, conceited, self-pitying, self-assertive; and, in the face of opposition or restraint, can lead to delusions of persecution in mild or acute form. To forget self, to become absorbed in mental matters, to put ideas first, and to make sure that originality (or novelties) rest on a sound basis of fact; to see the other fellow's point of view, and to regard the other fellow's needs, wishes and desires just as seriously as his own,... are the means by which Aries may emphasize his great good points and ensure that his desire to be first shall actually cause him to be first.
The Arian moves people to action through the heat of his personal enthusiasm. He is an idea man, but frequently someone else must do the groundwork if his concepts are to take route in the material world. He may also be a rolling stone who, if permitted to go first, will clear a path on which others may walk. However, if relegated to the rear, he may roll on heedlessly mowing down all who are so foolish as to impede his progress. There is nothing rancorous about this flattening of obstructing objects. He is what he is, and that is all there is to it.
Aries people suffer from their own carelessness, recklessness, and immoderate behavior - qualities which may, in turn, inflict suffering on others. Theirs can be the unwitting selfishness that results from excessive impulsiveness. Utterly spontaneous and moved by the mood of the moment, immatrue types may be so blithely unaware of their adolescent self-centeredness that it is impossible to resent them, especially since their intentions are nearly always honorable. Although seldom deliberately unkind, they may fail to consider the effects of their words or the far-reaching implications of their casual conduct.
The more evolved Arians will never say 'die', but are ever ready to rise to new and more adventurous challenges. Their feeling is that the whole day lies ahead and they are eager to be up and doing.
They are not subtle or devious. If they want something, they go after it.
Both sexes enjoy having a career as well as being attracted to community or political activities where they can use their talent for leadership.
They like people, but they may drop out of orbit while pursuing new interests. In six months, they may be back again as if no time had elapsed.
In love, they are passionate, with strong sexual feelings.

The Aries type is the most personal of the Fire signs, and it is often seen as selfish. Aries people are not selfish on purpose, but they tend to be thoughtless. They pursue their own interests with enthusiasm and seldom realize that what they are doing might overwhelm or hurt another individual. If this is pointed out to Aries, they will be hurt and usually defensive. After giving some thought to the situation, they'll probably apologize. When Aries discover they have hurt or disregarded someone, they are often filled with remorse. It's a combination of idealism and enthusiasm. As Aries people mature, they begin out of necessity to cultivate patience in order to lessen the hurt feelings around them.
Aries usually say 'no' to anything suggested to them at the time the suggestion is made. But the saving grace of the Aries is that they do go away and think about what you've said, and eventually you'll see that they adopt your suggestions, if those suggestions are good. Aries are always in a hurry, rushing into the future looking to accomplish something - and they don't always know what that mysterious 'something' is. They are trained at an early age to react to accomplishment because Daddy thinks it's important. The father may not accomplish anything in the world's definition of the word, but it must be kept in mind that a child's perception of adult behavior may be very different from an adult's.
You will be attracted towards idealistic causes, seeing yourself as an opponent of social injustice. There can be a naive, innocent outlook on life at times, where you believe wholeheartedly in high ideals; while this can be battered by reality, you are unlikely to become truly cynical, 'street-wise' or 'world-weary'. You try to speak the truth as much as possible, and can find it hard to lie; and even if you do try, it is rarely convincing. You have a quick mind with distinct philosophical tendencies, and a sensititivity towards higher thought, morals and ethics. You need independence and freedom, so that you can indulge in your impulsive decisions to act.
You can be quite secretive regarding your personal life, feelings and emotional experiences, and are often reluctant to reveal your plans to others, especially as you can be deeply hurt. There is an attraction towards the past and traditional ways, which can be reflected in your home environment and attitudes; and you value domestic and relationship security more than you may be willing to acknowledge. This need evokes a sentimental response from you to family life, and you can be vulnerable in that area.
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nah [12 Nov 2003|07:56am]
I'm just yankin you,

I really do hate you all.

you're all shallow, boring horrible people

that being said, if someone snuck into my room today and tried to smother me to death, I wouldn't fight back.
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Honesty [25 Oct 2003|08:24pm]
Captain Bastard here, just saying hi.

It does sort of touch me in a tender place when one of you pops up and says "We miss your brutal honesty! Please come back!"

It's funny, some of this journal was brutally honest, and my new journal which I don't trust a single one of you motherfuckers to read is completely fucking honest.

But really...this journal was one of the least honest things I've ever undertaken. I mean, it's no wonder a fucking asshole like Puf thinks he can judge me as a basically dishonest person just by reading this journal.

I was so fucking full of shit it's not even funny. But at the same time... There was some truth to a lot of what I said in here. My positions on social issues and the way people treat each other, while profanely exaggerated... Yeah, I told the fucking truth.

The pits of drunken heartbreak and despair? That ain't no bullshit either.

But... The Anger and hatred... That's a bit exaggerated. alright, it was exaggerated to a point of ridiculousness. It was the theme of my journal. It was a character I was playing, And I had a lot of fucking fun with it.

The problem is, writing really fucks with my head. Writing is how I communicate with the public. I mean... If you know me. You know me through my fucking writing. When I write, am I prone to colorful exaggeration? Hell fucking yeah! I'm a story teller, that's what I do.

but you know what I really love more than anything in the world:

FUCKING WITH PEOPLE

Screwing with your head and making you laugh your ass off about it.

I mean you don't seriously believe I'd like to see you all shredded from the inside out with a rusty chainsaw via your assholes do you? You know I was talking shit right? You're not that fucking stupid I hope, And if you are... Well maybe I do wish you'd get a chainsaw in the butthole. Haha, I'm just kidding, or fucking am I?

You know what? Maybe I'll give you fuckers an entry in this journal here and there since there's one or two of you who can't resist the curiosity of checking this thing still, and I have to say I get a hardon knowing that my words effect people's perceptions of the world.


So you all wanna know how I'm doing? Do you care? I don't care if you do because I'm at work and I'm bored.

I'm the editor of an entertainment magazine in town now. All I ever do is write and, Yeah, drink. So fucking bite my ass I drink a lot.

It kind of feels like I'm racing towards the finish line you know? I've got to get as much of this shit out of my system as I can before I join the real world in 2 months.

I'm looking for a job as a writer, I'd prefer to stay in Texas. But if any of you out there knows of a good writing job out there somewhere, e-mail: senorbastardo@hotmail.com.

Because I know how bad you must want to do me a favor after I called you a bunch of stupid faggots for months at a time and then I told you to leave me the fuck alone.

So remember this from Captain Bastard. Life is too short to spend it with people who don't give a shit about you. Appreciate your true friends and your family while they're there because guess what fuckheads? You're basically alone in this world.

Don't worry about shit you can't change, Lose the fucking arrogant attitude, Treat people with respect, and stop being such a bunch of God Damn shady untrustable assholes.

And on that hypocritical note.

Fuck you all.

Love

Captain Bastard
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Any of you fuckers still here? [04 Oct 2003|10:50pm]
Hey, I'm curious, how many of you fucking bastards still check this link once in a while to see if I'll turn on my word and update it again.

Well.

Maybe I will once in a great fucking while, but I doubt it.

I just thought I'd see if anyone ever checks this out of random curiosity.

You miss me don't you fuckers?

I'll bet all the magic has gone out of your sex life now that you can't think about this journal when you cum.

You bunch of cocksuckers
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Fucking assholes get lives [24 Jul 2003|02:46pm]
You're still a bunch of fucks and I still hate you.
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Final Entry [18 Apr 2003|12:38pm]
[ music | 4/8/81- Whiskey Black ]

Alright that's it. I'm closing this fucking journal already.
I'm not going to stop doing the journal thing, but I am moving to a new address. If you'd like the new address and I don't fucking hate you, e-mail me at:

senorbastardo@hotmail.com

So why is this the death of Captain Bastard? It's not really because of the criticism of anonymous strangers, although I am pretty fucking sick of explaining myself to you dumb fucks.
Basically it comes down to this: I gave the link to my ex-girlfriend 3 months ago when she wasn't my ex. Now stupid as it is I still care quite a bit about the girl. I care about her enough to where I care about her opinion of me. And that is undermining my entries. I find myself censoring things, and then I find myself not censoring things and saying whatever the fuck I want. And it's completely contrary to the stated purpose of this journal. Because I'm basically writing to an audience of people I hate and despise and could give a fuck about their opinion of me. So that does not run well when part of the audience is someone I cared about more than I ever cared about anyone in my entire life. What it comes right down to it I'm sick of her seeing the black hearted monster I'm turning into.

But, that's probably just my vanity. In reality she probably doesn't even give enough of a shit about me to check this thing anymore. And that's fine, whatever. But I'm sick of writing a journal that makes me look like the world's biggest asshole knowing that she's reading. And I'm finding it difficult to be the world's biggest asshole knowing that. Really I would rather leave her with good memories of me, even if the last 2 months may have destroyed that. My friends may think that's a pussy thing to do. That I ought to have more respect for myself and tell her to fuck off already. Well, I'm not going to, because in spite of everything I still care about her. Enough to where I can't in good faith write this journal anymore. But I am not giving up on the journal concept. The twisted thoughts in my head need a place to go, and go there they still shall. Those of you loyal readers who actually get the joke are more than welcome to come along. I suspect my new journal will be just as good as this journal was when I first started writing it.

So one last time for old time sakes.

I'd like to remind each any everyone of you how much I fucking hate you. I wish you all a violent death, and choke on my fuck.

Or some fucking bullshit

Fuck off

Captain Bastard

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Lone Star [18 Apr 2003|03:17am]
A song I wrote called Lone Star


Sitting in the lone star state
drinking alone, and tempting fate
A cowboy says this is the promised land
a broken promise to a lonely man
falling asleep beneath your open sky
and I don't know if I should laugh or cry
Laughing and crying's all I do these days
drinking and fighting yeah just drinking you a way
so why's the star all alone on that flag?
it's in the music of that cowboys band
it's empty bottles and it's broken hearts
it's rising up and then falling apart
it's laughing when you are on the ground
it's smiling as you sink further down
wearing your weakness as a source of pride
when you find out you've got nothing left to hide
And when you see you are your own best friend
and your worst enemy it has to end
but I'll keep on drinking in the lone star state
Just falling down and not looking too great
But I'm still here so it ain't all that bad
just like the star up on that TEXAS flag
But if you saw the world the way I do.
Well I think you would be drinking too
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Fuck [17 Apr 2003|06:17pm]
Jesus, jews, and hippos? All having an orgy or what? I don't know about the hippos, but when the jews nailed up Jesus that set the stage for all kinds of comedy and eternal damnations to hell for comedians.

Now as for Mr. Shocker, funny or not funny. That's some good old fashioned depravity there. I envy his freedom of voice. I've given the link to my journal to people I should have never given the link, so the conflict between the original intention of this journal and the eating sensation of destroying certain people's opinions of me (no, none of you anonymous fucks, the certain people know who they are) has completely undermined the quality of my writing in this journal. I'm afraid there may be people I know who are reading this who I am completely unaware of it. And all along I really just started the thing as a way to curse out anonymous strangers for my own amusement. I've fucking ruined this thing.

I'm debating whether or not to start over with a new journal under a different name.

Nah, fuck it, I'll probably keep being an asshole in this thing for a while.

So listen up you fucking little bitch who thinks I sound like a vengeful valley girl who knows no other word but fuck. I think fuck is a fucking wonderful word. It really compliments a lot of things, sometimes I use it unneccessarily, but shit, I'm not writing fucking romance novels here. I'm bullshitting about bullshit like a fucking asshole. Do you fucking like that you fucking little fuck? Eat my fucking fuck you fuck fucker. And while you're at it, choke on my fuck and suck my fucking dick you fuck head fuck fucker. Fuck Fuck fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckf
nigger
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I am fucked [17 Apr 2003|12:54am]
You know it's pretty great being a college student. Unless you are a motherfucking Senior and it's two weeks till finals. Unless you have a nightmare of a research project AND THE FUCKING TAPE RECORDER FUCKED UP YOUR BEST WAITRESS INTERVIEW. WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO PISS ME OFF SO MUCH. Why is the world fucking out to get me?

Bunch of fucking assholes. I swear I'm going to blow something up.


Oh, I better watch my language. John Ashcroft and the government's watching me. I'M NOT REALLY GOING TO BLOW ANYTHING UP YOU SACKS OF SHIT

Freedom of speech my ass

Fuck this country.
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my fucking fingers hurt [16 Apr 2003|08:20pm]
Do you know why it is I write in this piece of shit so much? Because I can type like 500 fucking words a minute. It's fucking ridiculous. But thank god for that. I had to do this bullshit research project from hell for my sociology class. Okay I'm still doing it cause it's FUCKING FROM HELL. I had to interview 2 waiters, 2 waitresses about 45 minutes each. And right now I am in the process of transcribing these interviews. By transcribing them I mean I listen to them on an audio tape and type it up word for word as fast as I can. I keep it on the fastest setting cause I don't need to pussy transcriber to slow my shit down. But still, I got to stop the thing every few seconds to catch up with it. It's a good short term memory excercise actually, I thought I'd gotten rid of that thing a long time ago.

I just finished the first one and it took me 3 fucking hours. And I have 3 more to go.

And that's not the end of it. I've got to read 8 long professional journal articles on the subject, analyze them and write a 12 page paper about the whole thing.

And to top it all off I haven't had a drink since sunday. I'm about ready to fucking shit on someone's head. It's a good thing I haven' had a drink since sunday though cause my liver hurts, and my kidneys, and my brain, and I'm about ready to throw someone through a fucking window if they so much as smile at me the wrong way.

Who wants a fucking piece of this?
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it's too fucking hot [16 Apr 2003|02:46pm]
It's 86 degrees outside with about 200% humidity today. Now you'd say Why am I complaining? Because that ain't gonna drop any time soon. About a month from now it will hit about 100 degrees and stay there for the next 4 months. Fucking heat. Make me smell like a piece of shit. Make me dizzy and disoriented. It's like a fucking oven in this state.

I guess that's why everyone's so drunk and lazy around here.


Too bad I'm drunk and lazy in a snow storm too
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