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"Anyone who doesn't get fight club should die." - Eric [Jun. 15th, 2004|11:36 pm]
[mood |hopeful]

Eric is emo.

Yet this has nothing to do with my entry.

I found myself in the fiery depths of hell. Then I woke up. and I found out I was late for work. So I get to work an hour late. Once I got out of this god forsaken house, I hopped in a cab, and started coughing. It all went down hill from there. I eventually ended up puking from coughing so much. Went home, tried to get into the hospital, but I wasn't in the mood to wait. Waiting for all the teenage bitches that had stomach aches. Then an hour later they find out they are pregnant.

-Dan Olson.

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nigger [Jun. 7th, 2004|11:23 pm]
Hmm. I drive a cab all the time now. My life sucks because of it. I am trashed. peace.

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Interesting [Mar. 26th, 2004|01:01 am]
Well, lately, I haven't updated. Apparently I was in a fight, and beat the shit out of these kids. Don't remember much. Today, I picked Amy up from school. She looked beautiful today. I still like her =(. Oh well, tough luck I guess. I am hanging out with her, Jameson, and Jon tomorrow. That should be fun. There is something about her. Maybe its her beauty, maybe its because I think she is everything I need in a girl, or a combination of both. Whatever it is. I need to get over it. Well, Kim came over. We are watching Fight Club. Talk to you all later.
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Paris Hilton [Mar. 20th, 2004|11:06 pm]
[mood |cynical]
[music |101 reasons why the 90's ruled. On E!]

I took this quiz. It was, "What is your lifes movie rating?"

My life is rated NC-17.
What is your life rated?

I am NC-17. AHaha

Me and Jon went on a ride today. At the end of the ride. I saw a bunch of ducks crossing the road. There must have been like 200 of them. Then in the middle of the group, was this lady. She was feeding them bread. I call her, "The Moses of Ducks" She was the bird master. hahahaha.
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(no subject) [Mar. 18th, 2004|03:38 am]
[mood |awake]
[music |TFR - Scene one: The Downward Spiral]

What Makes You Sexy? by eva71
Sexy Body Part IsYour Knees
Special Talents AreBlow Jobs
Created with quill18's MemeGen 3.0!

Sorry, I had to post it.... lol ... I am so bored. Its 3 AM. =(
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I just saved someones life... [Mar. 18th, 2004|02:36 am]
[mood |rejuvenated]
[music |Brand New - Guernica]

Well, my last entry from like an hour ago was a bit depressing. I went for a walk to the store, and on my way back, I ran into an interesting situation.

I was walking through the parking lot of this electrical place....Then I heard screaming....I run to the fron of my house, and see two people. One was a drunk male, the other was a drunk female. The drunk male had a baby, and was trying to get into his vehicle. I run over behind him, grab his arm and said, "Dude, get the fuck away from there, you are drunk."

He replied, "Who the hell are you?"

I say "I live right here, you are screaming in front of my house at 2 AM. You have a 2 month old baby in your arms, and you are trying to drive away? Are you retarded?"

He said "This is none of your business!"

I reply, "Like I said before, it is 2 AM, and its 20 degrees out. You have your girl out here screaming, and asking for her baby back. My mom is sick, and trying to sleep, this is my business"

He said, "Who are you? Dr. Phil?"

I was like, "No, I am Dan, and I suggest you smarten up!"

His girl was like "Listen to the guy, he is trying to talk sense into you!"

I said, "Give her the baby, and you can drive off drunk. Leave the kid out of this!"

He said something I couldn't make it out, so I said "If you are such a tough guy, why don't you speak up and look me in the eye!"

He started walking back to his house. I said, "Apparently you moved here recently, because all of the neighbors know that I don't take shit from scum bags like you. I am not the kind of guy that you want to fuck around with!"

At this point I had the scariest look on my face. He didn't have the nut to start shit with me, because he is a coward. I swear to god, if I see him pull that shit again, he isn't going to be walking for a while. No one should involve 2 month old babies in that shit. NO ONE!

The cops come, I offer the girl my shoes, because she was out in her bare feet. But she sat in the cruiser, so I went inside. My work was done. I am in such a better mood now. I seriously saved that kids life. Lets just hope for his sake, that he doesn't come around my house like that again, because I won't put up with that non sense.
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I am sorry... [Mar. 18th, 2004|01:17 am]
[mood |sad]
[music |Britney Spears - Toxic]

I have this stabbing feeling in me. Its the feeling of letting people down. =(. I have let down my family, friends, and Amy. I am sorry everyone. Just take this as my apology. I am really having a bad night. I try to be nice, but it ends up biting me in the ass some how. I really feel like shit. SmarterChild doesn't help either...

(00:45:19) lostINdaSHORTbus: I have let everyone down.
(00:45:20) SmarterChild: Ha! Whatever, Touch Hole!

Even he thinks I am a touch hole. Haha, that is the one thing that made me smile tonight.

I just want to get away for a while. Away from everyone who I care about, so I don't need to worry about fucking things up.

My mom asked me the other day if I was alright. I said "Yes". She knows something is wrong, and I know she is crying. She cares so much about me. I can't talk to her about these things though. She can't handle it. She has dealt with so much shit ever since my dad died. I feel bad adding more. So I keep it all inside, or if I do talk to someone, its someone who really doesn't know whats going on. I can never tell the whole story to anyone, I feel so weird. I hate putting my issues on someone else. Someone always has it worse. I keep telling myself that. I know this too. A lot of my friends have alot shittier lives, but I just can't deal with my shit right now.

I take medications for this too, but they haven't been working. Nothing ever works. If anything works, its a substance of some sort. Usually alcohol. Earlier today, everyone is like, "HAPPY ST. PADDY'S DAY!" I usually reply, "What is so great about this day? I drink every day." Its a sad thing, I know. My life is like a plane destined to go into the ocean, its only a matter of time til' I reach bottom. Or some talented person jumps at the controls and saves the flight that I call life.

I am very philosophical tonight for some reason. I don't know if it is because this is the first time in a while that I have had the chance to sit down and think about things, or if its because I am just a weird person.

They say that teenage years are the hardest years of your life. I had a grea tlife as a teenager. Now that I am 18, and an adult, I have had a lot of added stress. I shiver to the thought of life 10 years from now. I know 10 years from now, I will have no mother. She is the last person in my family that I can rely on. I get the vibe from everyone else in my family that they don't want anything to do with me. I have the feeling that they only associate with me because my mom would be heart broken if they didn't. I think thats why I don't trust anyone. I can't even trust my own family. What gives me the reason to give someone else my trust?

I guess I wrote a lot, and should shut up. So I will talk to you all later.

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PLAYBOY! 1 dollar an issue! [Mar. 17th, 2004|11:27 pm]
[mood |aggravated]
[music |The Darkness - I believe in a thing called love]

Hahahaha. I got the mail today. I got a little post card. It was from Playboy magazine. They are giving me a year of Playboy for 12 bucks. Sweet deal.

I guess I am now an official asshole. Thats alright though. If it means anything. I am really sorry =(

I hate a liar more than a thief. A thief is after my salary, and liar is after my reality.

I bought some clothes today, they are different, I give myself that much.

It feels weird being sober tonight.

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I starve perfection [Mar. 17th, 2004|12:36 am]
[mood |drained]
[music |Saosin - Seven Years]

I just got in from shoveling for like an hour. The snow is really neat, I love the snow. Something about it makes it so appealing. I think its because it appears so pure from its white color. However, it is loaded with thousands of pollutants from man kinds consumption of fossil fuels, and its production of energy. So I guess it's appearance can be deceiving

I called Jon and Chris over. We played poker for a while. Jameson went out and got us some beers, after a 6 pack I decided that I had enough. I popped some Perkasets(Spell check?). I am feeling pretty good right now. I went over Jon's for a little tonight. I played guitar with his brother, then we went out to get his ball joints greased at his friend Rob's.

I have been thinking a lot lately. Its hard for me to put this in words, but I will try. lol. For the past month or two, I have had these visions, like visions of possible catastrophes happening. Then I would come back to reality, and be quite shaken up. I don't know if its because I am depressed, and I was hoping for these things to happen. I really am not afraid of dieing. Its a harsh and serious thing to say, but I really am not afraid of dieing. I don't know why. I wouldn't have the nut to do it myself, but I am not afraid of something accidental happening.

My mom has been sick lately. It isn't very fun. Sorry I haven't had time for Indy. =(.

I miss Steve and Billerica =( I hope I can go up this weekend. I miss friends from school. I miss alot of things, but hey what can you do?

Me and Jameson are in the talks of getting bikes this summer. I want something like a CBR 600, or an R1. That would be cool. I also still want to get some form of ATV, maybe a Raptor. If anyone else cares, I also want a PWC(Personal Water Craft). I want alot of stuff, but I guess I should work on getting a job first.

Speaking of jobs, I applied for one! At Bob's. Haha I am a poet, and I didn't know it.

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I do it for the drugs [Mar. 14th, 2004|11:53 pm]
[mood |quixotic]
[music |goo goo dolls - slide]

Haha oh man. Weird weekend. Apparently Amy doesn't want a boyfriend. Oh well, not like it has never happened before. I am so messed up right now. haha this is great. I apparently called Jenna a cunt, so her and her friends yelled at me. Here is a little excerpt:

(23:09:54) IiI JeNneR z: shut the fuck up bitch?
(23:10:00) IiI JeNneR z: woah dude, ur mad rude
(23:10:15) IiI JeNneR z: jus fuckin keep my name out ur mouth
(23:10:30) IiI JeNneR z: ur fuckin 18, and ur so imature, callin me a cunt
(23:10:31) IiI JeNneR z: rite

Last I checked, the letter G was still in the alphabet. I believe there is still a Y and an O in the word "your". Just still has a T right? "Immature" should still have two M's. I don't think in any english dialect that they spell "right" with an E. However, I could still be wrong, seeing that these more mature people are better than me at everything I do.

Her friend also yelled at me. However, since I am such a likable person, I made a new friend. At least she had the courtesy to use proper spelling when yelling at me...

(23:03:27) NiKk1221: ok you're fucking disgusting

At least she used an apostrophe when using the proper use of "you're". Later on the conversation ended like this...

(23:14:58) NiKk1221: ill talk to you later
(23:15:01) lostINdaSHORTbus: word
(23:15:05) lostINdaSHORTbus: I made a new friend
(23:15:20) NiKk1221: lol yeah
(23:15:23) NiKk1221: g'night

Yeaaaa, I am the man. What the hell does quixotic mean? I have to confess my love to Chris Schofield, he has a new fishtank.

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