P-nut/Mikey

You know...I think I am possibly the only person I can think of that genuinely doesn't care that Mikey Way is going to go on honeymoon or whatever during a tour - and not because I think he's a shitty bass player or because I don't like him or whatever.

I don't suppose the conversation went anything like this:

Mikey: Hey, guys, I'm gonna go on my honeymoon for a couple of weeks, see you later. *leaves the bus*
Everyone else: OK, see ya Mikey! Have fun!

They probably talked about it long and hard, and thought about it all.


I'm also a bit fed up with the "Its the bipolar doing it" arguement, sure it affects people differently...it might have something to do with it, but its probably not the entire reason - he gets depressed, not retarded.


Poor Mikey, can't people just leave him alone?

Maybe I'm just too laid back/naive for my own good...

Teehee

I have clogs.
Proper wooden Dutch clogs.

I think I may go back to college with a broken foot/ankle...

Not even Fucking Sainsburys want to employ me.

I NEED A FUCKING JOB.

Arseholes.

Happy New Year.

Tequila is the new champagne

Psh. Bloody Jake yesterday. In fact, college in general...

( Rant placed under a cut for your convenience )

Yeah...

So I'm now officially a professional musician.

£20 for about an hours playing...I realise its not quite up there with Mike Dirnt's salary just yet, but considering the last performance I did was nearly three hours on bass and sax (obviously not at the same time) for nothing...

Things like that are really not helping my "I want to actually steal Jason Freese's job" thought. Maybe if I write a nice letter to MCR or Green Day they'll let me go on tour with them, even for just a little bit...come on lovely people...take me on tour...please...go on...



Well, I was proud of myself...

Birthday tomorrow


YAY!


just though you should all know that...

GAH!

I have no fucking clue what my "personal Career Aspirations" are.

Especially not when "I want Jason Freese's job, please. Maybe Jason White...or Gerard Way." isn't an acceptable answer...


Help?

I think I may have found (a slightly sad) way of getting myself to work.

I got a new Green Day poster, one with Mike kind of glaring (like the picture at the top of comingclean...)which I have stuck to the wall behind my desk purely because it was the only free wall space I had left, but in a weird kind of way, Paper!Mike is making me feel guilty for not working...

So I'm going to work now.

Yes.

God this is exciting stuff...

Hmmm...

I just downloaded the Panic! at The Disco version of This Is Halloween...
Theres a reason why lots of people sang one line each...


You know who I'd really like to hear do a version though?
My Chemical Romance.

I mean, Gerard, Ray and Frank all sing, plus they've all got more of a range to their voices than Brendon...

That would be fucking awesome. And you all know it.

( Evrybody else is doing it, so I'm gonna too )

There.

Bleh...

Feeling kinda crappy.

Had an arguement with someone from college earlier, basically she found out I was bi and immeadiately starts hi-fiving me and telling me how great it is that we're both bi and everything...and I screwed at her...I just don't see my sexuality as some kind of exclusive club.

I dunno...

And in todays news:

Even though I could finish the entire game on the Megadrive when I was, like, 9, I know suck at Sonic The Hedgehog.

Interesting fact of the week:

In Close To Me by The Cure the "bah bah bah" bits that he plays on a comb in the video are played on handbells in the actual recording.
This is probably the only actual recording of handbells I have ever heard that I didn't want to melt down and use as a frisbee.

Yeah...

12 Days until my birthday kiddies.
Just to let you know...



I'm sorting out my Photobucket.
Be Interested
So far I have Mike Dirnt and the Eden Project, only the rest of Green Day and all my other random photos from assorted nights/days/weeks out...

Copied from MySpaz because I'm bored...
Under a cut so you don't have to trawl through my life if you don't care.

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BASTARDS!

Gerard, Mikey, Bob, Ray and Frank, if you are reading this, I hope you all die horribly.

I've been waiting fucking ages to see you live, had no money when tickets were on sale and no friends to go with for my birthday (because they are all rubbish and dislike you), so when I got an e-mail saying you were performing in London I thought Great! I can go! We can go from college.
Thats the problem. I'm in a fucking music class when I have to go get a wristband to see you.

Plus I spent the last £20 I had to my name on a new set of bass strings, so I can't get to London.

I want to stroke Gerard's hair. :'(

Come and visit me in college...please...its not far from London at all.

You all smell.

Love from
P-nut

Ugh.

I've lost my voice.
My hair looks like Gerard Ways (the old version).
I can't hear a fucking thing.
I keep coughing like I'm gonna die or something.


I shoulda stayed in bed.