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lifestyle-velocity inhibits frequent updates [08 Jul 2007|10:50pm]
[ mood | chipper ]

    Since the school year ran out things have been fuckin' crazy. Actually, they were crazed at the end of school as well. As usual, I don't learn any lessons that seem to have practical application, because my actions/inactions never have disagreeable consequences. For ill or worse, I failed a class and I have another semester at Marist. And I mean ill in the thuggish sense, because it is gonna be incredible and it may be the one thing I wanted more than anything.

    Got a sick new apartment in pokipse, my bedroom is bigger than our living room. I’m livin’ with Annie & Goggles, so that should be pretty fucking interesting. We live next to a Methodist church... lovely. I haven't woken up there on a Sunday yet, I've been all over.

    Senior week ranked pretty high as far as greatest lifetime experiences go. It was such a perfect shitshow.
After that was all done most of the 2 Much Fun Klub stayed in potown at least until leases ran out June 1st, fixing up Orchard was ridonkulous. But, by the will of the force (and spackling/painting every wall/ceiling,  & carpet cleaning) we didn't get sued. That fucker did steal my immobilized CRX though. I might wait till he tries to chop it and press charges on him haha.
    After wrapping up endless loose ends, drifting, sleeping on couches, etc.. I threw together a last-minute effort for a hot-run to bonnaroo a couple days beforehand. It was obviously fantastic. Dave drove his civic, with me, gregg, and clance in extremely tight quarters for the 13hrs. Jono, Scott, and 3 rando's camped right infront of us, and strangely enough Brian Carle was like 4 tents over.
Bonnaroo was a violent & dizzy lovefrenzy of great music/people/times as always. No rain this year; that was tough, but we are professionals.
I still don't have a job. World/Inferno and Leftover Crack are both in Europe and it's driving me nuts.
My passport probably won't even get here this summer if these cocksucking bureaucrats don't get their act together.

    I’m trying to free V from post-rehab nazi-boot camp, but those fuckers won’t let my letters get through and I cannot organize a breakout without specs, info, and cooperation from the inside. We are serious people and I know that writing in code would work. I even used my reverend credentials to try and get that shit through, but its not working out. The ULC doesn’t work on everybody. Keith did agree to fly him anywhere he needs to go first class once he's over the fence (out of the complex).

    Friday night I hit the recovery room to meet up with Tom Marron, Pfeifer, and Terrie. It was ridiculous, excellent, and absurd. The bouncer caught me climbing off the roof around closing time, although my excuse was perfect Terrie blew up my spot. Who cares though? I didn’t even get banned… although any self-respecting establishment would have posted my picture somewhere with a sharpie-marketed bullet in the head. Was too fucked up to drive, passed out in my car,.. And eh, left the car running, windows down, ipod blasting… well, life is for living. Too bad gas is so fuckin’ expensive.
    Last night I made a game time call to drive to New Paltz for a kegger even though I had to be back on LI reasonably early, it was a good decision and a real powder keg of a shindig.
As I just said to Kaitlyn, I needed 500milligrams of Hudson Valley injected into my neck, and that’s what last night was.

So I guess that covers it for another month? We’ll see. Abiit, excessit, evasit, erupit.
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let it all drop, oh let it all fall off [05 Apr 2007|04:35pm]
[ mood | awake ]

"Time flies when you do most of your real work after midnight--five months can go by and it feels like one sleepless night." - Hunter S. Thompson


For some reason or other I feel compelled to make some kind of entry because it's been so long.
I'm taking 18 credits this semester and graduating on time & it has been a pretty amazing semester (and year) in most ways, but it has been ridiculously intense.
I'm taking today off for the most part, went to capping & skipped the other 3 classes. Just had an enjoyable luncheon at Lola's with some player-haters. Gotta figure out how to get bar money tonight & how to get the car in action tomorrow for the drive to LI for easter break-- something's wrong with the ignition system, my guess is a wire or something b/c its not the battery or alternator.
I spent spring break, (or rather, "Spring Broke") marauding the east coast with a serious crew amped for banditry. Hit NYC for St.Patty's, spent some time in Pennsylvania, po-town, and other less notable endeavors.
The entire idea of graduating is fuckin nuts. I've gotta take some summer classes to wrap it up, and then after that might do an indefinite international hiatus, move with the weather & help Keith make good use of his newly acquired flight benefits from Delta.
Kristen just mentioned her plans to move San Diego for the summer, a notion to be seriously envied. I'm gonna have to devote some time to paying her a visit.
My post-graduation plans so far are pretty escapist & hedonistic, but I'm not too psyched on this idea of real-world-entering, and I've noticed that few of my friends are either. I kinda want to take the British Dave route and wander the globe until I'm 27 lol.
But I suppose that it would be responsible to look into my dad's connections with that horrible rag, the NY Post, and that hipster/mens-fashion magazine that could be a worthwile escapade.

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"art is a lifestyle by which i abide, you're just worrying 'bout your girlfriend and gettin' high" [10 May 2006|04:33am]
[ mood | drunk ]

I don't know why I haven't been updating, life's been pretty rad. Taking the ups with the downs, staying awake 40 hours at a time when the occasion calls for it. Tonight I got one of the best compliments ever from a guy in phi kap who's in one of my classes, apparently i'm the most profound person in our class and one of the coolest guys he's ever met. Obviously I didn't know how to respond to that besides "thanks, that's one of the best compliment's i have ever recieved.. ever." Also obviously, its tuesday drunk night lol.
Signed the lease for my sweet new apartment this afternoon. Living with Furey & Craig C in a serious pad, surrounded by other Marist kids. I'm pretty fuckin' psyched.
Still have half of a hellish final week to get through though, lots of work to get done and at least one more allnighter. I've been totally irrational lately and partying to the point where it effects every aspect of my life, nice job.. kind of.
Note to self: stop blazin' so much.
But I have been making a point to enjoy everything to the fullest, so sweet deal. Going to bed now, waking up at 11am to do work for probably 25.5 hours.
Sucks alot that a bunch of my friends are graduating. Neal was wasted and talking about 'settling down' when he gets the chance; what a motherfucker. He is gonna be an alumni allstar though.
Sucks much more that I'm graduating this time next year. Not ready for real world type shit, I'm havin' way too much fun.
Time for sleep.

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[22 Mar 2006|12:07pm]
[ mood | morose ]

Mike Provenzano died yesterday and the world is noticeably less cool.
I think I'm gonna go back to the Island for the service; talked to British Dave on the phone this morning to tell him. Apparently he's back in England after an enjoyable time in Spain. I gotta find a place to live next year.

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new hair, no car keys [13 Feb 2006|05:14pm]
[ mood | relaxed ]

I bleached half my hair on friday and its fucking spectacular. My dad & Theresamarie are the only people who don't like it.. and my dad of course hasnt even seen it lol. Somehow he found out anyway tho.
My life has been pretty annoying since saturday night when I left my jacket (with my car keys, apartment keys, mail keys in it) at Renny's (The Rennaisance Pub). They were closed Sunday, and all day today until tonight. My car has a carton of stoges in it too so I'm dying. Plus I don't have a jacket and poughkeepsie is fuckin' cold, especially when its snowing.
Overall though, I've gotten by with a little help from my friends. More like a lot of help. I may have to cameraphone some pictures of the hair for the myspace; however, I am resisting the urge

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yep. [11 Feb 2006|02:14am]
[ mood | drunk ]

i bleached part of my hair. it looks fuckin' gorgeous. i'm going to bed now, i think i gotta go to Fordam tomorrow for a Rugby Clinic (aka: practice from the depths of hell -- and i might skip it).

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anything to forget everything [30 Jan 2006|07:48pm]
[ mood | complacent ]

I wish I knew where the fuck my new strokes CD went. I lost it like 36hrs after buying it and no one at Marist has it. Well I haven't really mounted an exhaustive search either, but no one on my myTunes has it either.
So my 21st birthday celebration was great.. I wish I didn't spend $50 a night this weekend though. Went to Foxhole then Renny's on Friday night, milked the birthday thing soon as midnight hit. Saturday night went to Jimbo's party (roomate from freshman year, same birthday), then to Toucan, then to Darby's.
My parents came up the next day, they took care of my ipod situation like I'd never think. My mom somehow convinced Best Buy to give her a new 30gig video in exchange for my (crashed and noncolor/nonphoto) 20gig... It was wild, it was 2 days before the 1year apple warranty ran out, and apple was prolly gonna tell me to fuck off. The crazy shit is the Best Buy warranty was long over. Well, I don't care, the 30gvideo is sweet and its fuckin great to have the pod back
And my classes are all pretty good so far, lovin' the schedule. Gotta set the VCR to record 24.

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what a relief. i feel like a soldier, look like a theif. [25 Jan 2006|05:09pm]
[ mood | amused ]

Apparently I pissed off a large portion of my friends/poughkeepsie last night lol. Lesson learned about starting the night hard at 7pm. Pregamed at Delafield, a freshman girl fell off the front porch (like 15feet, backwards) and an ambulance came, she was fine, and we went to Ciboney, then to Renny's where Heinz was doin his first night bartending.
Classes are going well. And I'm 21 in 3 days, which may not be a good thing.

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back at school, break is over [17 Jan 2006|02:25pm]
[ mood | complacent ]

Wrapped up making a new schedule, taking a 9:30 class for some reason, I'm out of my mind.
It feels good to be back, after last semmester's shitshow performance I need to get back to the 3.7 I had last year (as opposed to the 1.7 gpa I had last semmester)
Just got back from my first class of the new year (journalism), seems like it'll be good, definately tough though. 24 was wild as fuck for the last 2 nights, ruthlessly enjoyable. It feels good to get back up here and be productive and catch up with the marist crowd.

In other news, I got an awesome new phone (samsung mm-a900, looks like a razor but it's cooler lol), I spent all my money over the break, mainly in Florida (where me & british dave went for new years, stayed at keith's place near orlando). I wish I still had a job bc I owe nick $100 for my fake ID, but wont have it til friday and thats all I have. I'm turning 21 in eleven days, thats gonna be outrageous. [Update 1.18.05, 2:25pm - changed class schedule around, got rid of my 9:30am class]

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just a box, just a box in a cage [21 Dec 2005|05:00pm]
[ mood | apathetic ]

Quit my job at RadioWhack over the phone, after I was already 2hrs late for work. Good for me, fuck 'em. Went and got substantially drunk @ NYU last night. Been chillin with Keith & British Dave.
British Dave's birthday is tomorrow... which means I may have to find a venue to throw him a wild party. Any takers on that one, please lemme know.
My mom said she's refusing to get me & my sister christmas presents because we don't go to mass, pray, or believe in Jesus lol... Good one mom. I bet she's just bluffing. My cousin bree called yesterday to tell me the great news that the World/Inferno is playin a Long Island show at the donkey sometime soon. What a delight.
Think I'm gonna go see King Kong tonight with Lalino, Keith, and maybe Theresamarie & British. Hopefully Kristen will be home tonight too.

Damn It Furey: i think without weed my brain becomes a weapon of mass destruction
damnit flannel: i stopped smokin weed for a day or two and i got a sore throat
Damn It Furey: haha
damnit flannel: it may have been an unrelated incident tho
Damn It Furey: maybe
damnit flannel: and my throat did feel much better this morning
damnit flannel: after a night of drinking tons of robitussin, smokin pot, and drinkin beers & wine
damnit flannel: what does that tell you about a healthy lifestyle?
Damn It Furey: that your diving into the shallow end

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good god motherfucker now i see you flailing [17 Dec 2005|05:08pm]
[ mood | cold ]

So I haven't updated since August, and a semmester flew by in the meantime. Finals ended yesterday, I fucked up and failed a class this semmester.
Here's what's been going on overall:
- Got a job at RadioShack. I might just quit sometime soon lol. I'm gonna get fired eventually.
- Keith is enrolled at the Delta Airlines flight academy in Florida
- British Dave came back to the states a week ago; me and him may be going down to Florida for New Years
- Clancey got mono and had to leave school a few weeks before finals. He was goin down tho, so it was just what he needed as an excuse.
- Living in Talmadge is kinda beat. The housemates are alright, but the RD & RA are pains in the ass.

Went to the Alpha Male Gorillas show last night at Club Crannel, it was awesome; the afterparty was wild as fuck. I couldn't even sleep at Taylor, people were still everywhere and gettin wrecked until like 5am. As a result of my own drunkeness, I set my phone alarm for 10:40am when I had to be at radioshack at 9:30. Matt was in charge today (35yr old loser, divorced, never driven a car), he just sent me home and told me to call the manager later. Whatever the fuck ever lol, I should find a new job while I still have this one.
I'm gonna give it a shot and see if I can update this more frequently

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a lot has happened, and this is gonna be a short update [25 Aug 2005|02:02pm]
[ mood | busy ]

Cait & Theresamarie don't work at Plainview Park anymore... and aren't welcomed back lol.
My great grandma (aka Nana/Winnie McFadden) died, we went to Jim Thorpe, PA for ceremonies etc... she had a good run, she would have been 99 in October.

Theresamarie & Caitlin are going to school at New Paltz, I helped move them in on Monday & I moved into my Marist-owned off-campus apartment (Talmadge). I've got the place to myself until Sunday I think. I've been spending alot of time at New Paltz but tonight I'm gonna make my rounds with the Marist kids, well, I'll see what happens.
I'm going for an interview to work at Radio Shack at the Galeria Mall on Saturday at 11am.. hope that goes well, but if it doesn't I really don't care. I don't know the 3 guys who haven't moved into the apartment yet, but I talked to one of them on AIM today. I just updated my myspace for the first time in months, I'll try to update the live-j some time soon.

British Dave is on a plane flying over the Atlantic now, Keith got him a ticket yesterday after British airways has been fuckin' with him for a week, so he's no longer comming up here this weekend. But I'm pretty positive that it's not the last I've seen of Dave Jenkins, you don't spend 6 weeks living on couches, sleeping mainly at parties, getting $15 per hour cash pay for painting, and not come back to an Island like that.

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this summer is moving really fast [09 Aug 2005|04:17pm]
[ mood | indifferent ]

Alright, lemme squeeze in a quick update before I take a really fast shower and go to work
- Me & Theresamarie have been together for 2 years as of Aug6 <3.
- To celebrate, we went to go see Lennon & ate at Bubba Gump's on Broadway, had a spectacular time.
- British Dave is still floating on.
- I should be fired from Island Rock
- Keith and British Dave are buying a van to go on a 6 week roadtrip throughout the country and then Canada briefly, so Dave's visa gets refreshed.
- This summer is going so effin fast. But it's been a pretty good one, and a little strange at that.
- Plainview Park beer-bq in the near future, everyone who wants to come can definately come, b.y.o.b., me & lalino are trying to figure out a date.
- Voyage to Poughkeepsie for the weekend. Me, Keith, & British Dave are squeezing into the CRX lol...

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late july update [30 Jul 2005|10:25am]
[ mood | busy ]

I haven't updated since the begining of the month, but I'm going to try and sum it up. Me and Theresamarie have been having a blast. Starting July 5 things got kinda crazy, but have been great. Keith is back from Colorado, the party scene has been raging, and I'm kinda suprised I haven't been fired from Island Rock & Plainview Park yet.
Notably, Keith came home from Colorado with a buddy he sat next to on the Amtrak, and since then British Dave (aka Muffin) has been living it up on Long Island. I got him a job and we brought him to a whole bunch of parties & I think he's staying on the island for a little while, probably crashing here at my house for the next few nights as well.
I'll update this ..uhh... some time.

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running late for work [04 Jul 2005|12:32pm]
having people over tomorrow @ 8pm ish i suppose, if you're reading this, feel free to come, just remember to BYOB (i've got fireworks too lol)
12 Barby Ln Plainview, NY, 11803

oh, and emily: yep, the second annual 'week of champions' is about to begin lol
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quick update [27 Jun 2005|12:36am]
[ mood | good ]

doing alot of working lately at both jobs, seeing alot of theresamarie, and having a pretty good summer.
dena's graduation party last night was a fine time, saw alot of people that i should see a great deal more of and more often. gonna make it a point to see to that. my sister graduated highschool too. modest mouse in central park was great. got work at island rock tomorrow so i'm gonna go to bed, i might try to update this a bit more too.

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I wish you only knew how good it is to see you [16 Jun 2005|01:20am]
[ mood | happy ]

Bonnaroo was wild as fuck. The greyhound was pretty odd, i talked to countless people, shook alot of hands, bullshitted with weirdos from all over the country. Bonnaroo was insane, I don't know what else to say about Bonnaroo, some how we didn't burn our tent down, it was a loud carnival of a party 24 hours a day, and Modest Mouse was to die for. There's too much to type about, so that's about it I'm done. Keith is now on a greyhound back to Colorado.
As much fun as it was, it's good to be home.
Modest Mouse in Central Park NYC in 4 days. I just bought tickets for myself, Theresamarie, Caitlin, and Cait's boyfriend Steve. Lemme know if you want to come, it's gonna be a delight.

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pre-tennessee update [08 Jun 2005|11:37am]
[ mood | awake ]

Picking Keith up from JFK at 5pm, some time before or after that going into the city to make a shady deal for his Bonnaroo ticket.
Tomorrow 1:40pm sharp, we get on a greyhound and are Bonnaroo-bound. The bus is gonna take a day and 7hrs, transfering in Newark, D.C., Chatanooga, Knoxville, and maybe somewhere else until we get to Manchester.
I got a tent at Target for $25, Theresamarie is the ideal bargain shopper lol.
I'll update when I get back, I have a feeling this is gonna be an experience.

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We'll drink to tymes olde from pitchers of gold [29 May 2005|01:19am]
[ mood | good ]

went to a shitty show at the village pub south with theresamarie, had a lovely time; called mike ropke for the first time in a long time, then hung went to joe marrin's house and hung out with some high quality chaminade alumni and their group of friends which i really didn't know. had a fine time. rented 2 movies from blockbuster, gonna watch them and talk to theresamarie. island rock tomorrow at noon. my manager wouldnt let me get out of work (to go to the airshow at jones beach) because he wants me to help him blow shit up (and propell other shit into the sky) with the rocket kits he bought lol... fuckin' grusso. still have a dastardly sickness. 'nite.


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post-marist update [27 May 2005|12:04am]
[ mood | okay ]

Haven't updated this in a long while, haven't been on the computer very much at all lately. I'll make this as brief as possible. I've been hanging out with Theresamarie every day, occasionally chillin' with Lalino & some Bethpage allstars, talking to Keith on the phone (still in Colorado), and hitting Blockbuster every night with the movie pass. Rarely drinking at all lately, but that'll change. Theresamarie gave me a bastardly cold lol. And was we all know, the weather has sucked terribly lately
Working at Island Rock a lot lately, possibly Plainview Park soon, saving for the following adventures.
- Helping Heinz & Furey move in to their house (and partying) in Poughkeepsie June 1-3
- Bonaroo in Tennesee June 10-12
- Colorado at some point after Bonaroo

Party at my house July 5th & July 6th (low key on the second night). Same day as last year, a message from the heavens? Fifth of July blow-out delight.
I got a 1989 Honda CRX w/ 126,000 miles on it for $500. It's a go cart. I like it. I'll try to get some more updating done in the near future.

By the way, despite my best subconscious self-destructive efforts towards totally fucking my schoolastic career, I pulled off a 3.00 at Marist... I did fail a 1 credit course though. I'm such a bastard.

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