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| Sunday, August 3rd, 2008 | | 10:09 pm |
The Week.
Porn hyperlinks really need to be less misleading. Prain on the topic of a "professional" 40 year old busker dating an 18 year old: "What's he got to give? A handful of change and no shower" Another one...fucked if i can remember the context: "Fuck her. Next time you see the bitch, punch her in the cunt 'cause she dosn't deserve to have one". Sobriety is bullshit. Current Music: Summoning - The Glory Disappears | | Saturday, February 16th, 2008 | | 2:42 am |
| | Friday, February 8th, 2008 | | 5:25 pm |
Jacket
Selling my leather jacket, you've all seen it i imagine. Condition wise it's got a bit of blood on it (human and animal) and a teensy bit of vomit here and there (drinking is awesome). There's also a couple of small holes in the front that i punched in so i could throw some badges on it. $75 and i'll clean the blood and vomit off it, or $60 and you do it yourself. | | Friday, September 28th, 2007 | | 12:58 am |
Spring Cleaning...
Went through my CD collection, decided there was a bunch of shit in there that can fuck off. The following items are for sale/trade. Let me know if you want anything. ( Read more... )Have fun. Current Mood: TiredCurrent Music: Black Angel - The Sect | | Sunday, July 1st, 2007 | | 8:09 pm |
Coastal Fucking Mayhem!
Weeeeelllll, Saturday night was a fucking blast! Apollo Bay is much further away than i was led to believe (seems to be the trend lately, fucking Fawkner!), regardless even the fuck off long drive was hilarious. ( Read more... ) Current Mood: amusedCurrent Music: Ophthalamia - Castle of No Repair - Lies From a Blackened Heart | | Friday, January 12th, 2007 | | 3:31 am |
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POST DRUNK EDIT: Fuck it. P.S. Maori's are still a pack of bone carving, tribal fuckwits. Current Music: Marduk - Azrael | | Wednesday, December 27th, 2006 | | 5:23 am |
I wanted a conversation, not a labotomy.
What the hell is wrong with people? It seems like every month that goes by, human intelligence levels, actually fuck that, BASIC COMMON SENSE LEVELS drop faster than a club skank being payed in coke for a blowjob. It's a fucking disgrace. ( RANT ) Current Mood: CUNTYCurrent Music: SOME CUNTING BITCH SINGING ABOUT HER CUNT | | Sunday, November 19th, 2006 | | 9:48 am |
Emoticons...the silent victims.
When someone mentiones the word "emoticon", i'm sure most of you think of them in the "accepted" sense, a small image file used in IM conversations to convey tone or to indicate in what spirit something was said in. If you think that, your half right. The truth is, emoticons are actually a race of spherical, useless creatures, from which the IM developers took their inspiration. Now your casual IM user, has no knoledge of this, and happily uses the odd emoticon in their conversations to "spice" things up a little, and fair enough too. Now your serious Emoticon user, your hardcore emoticon junkie that almost goes an entire conversation without actually typing a word...well these people know the truth, that the emoticons are real, and that every time you use an emoticon, the real world counterpart of said emoticon is slaughtered so as to be incorporated into the digital world. THESE PEOPLE KNOW THIS AND WILLINGLY SLAUGHTER THOUSANDS OF EMOTICONS A DAY! Sadly, one of our own is the biggest abuser of emoticons, it's gotten to the point where this woman has her own stash of live Emoticonians, so that her supply will never be low, not to mention the sick pleasure she takes in terrorizing and instilling pure fear into this poor, defenceless species. ( The blaggard's secret revealed... )Save a life, say NO to Emoticon abuse! Current Mood: Amused, Heat-StrokedCurrent Music: Samael - Blood Ritual | | Sunday, October 8th, 2006 | | 1:36 pm |
Vatos Locos Esay!
Well, been awhile since i wrote any bollocks on this thing so i might as well ramble on for a bit, of course i'm not really a fan of doing things just for the sake of doing them, but fuck you all, i'm bored. Earlier in the week Billy and i headed up to Sydney for a few days, wasn't expecting it to be thrilling, and it wasn't really, but it was definately a good couple of days, if hectic. Darling Harbour is ludicrously expensive, and Billy is correct, there is actually a battleship docked there called the "HMAS Vampire", he was right chuffed about that. Billy spent most of the trip indulging his fetish for all things eastern, whilst i wandered beaches, ate very strange Sushi and caught up with a few people, most of which i didn't expect to. Cannibal Corpse were playing on the Wednesday night, so Luke (of Nazxul, Pestilential Shadows, etc.) asked if i'd like to catch up over a drink at a pub quite close to the Gaelic Club (venue for Cannibal Corpse), of course i agreed. Quite the interesting night, due to the location of the Gaelic Club, and the close proximity of a number of rather open to the street bars, the gig turned into more of a big Metal street party, with hundreds of people wandering between the few pubs surrounding the Gaelic. Nice atmosphere to the whole shebang. So yeah, met up with Luke...and a whore load of other people i wasn't expecting, ended up s pending the evening drinking with members of Battalion, Nazxul, Pestilential Shadows, The Amenta, Vrag, Baal Galadrial (and others i'm sure), was quite the fun night, definately be worth going up again to hang out at some point methinks. Few othe rbits and bobs that happened on the trip, but i can't be fucked typing it all, it's fucking cold in here and my hands arn't working. Oh yeah, and here's a few little things i've done in photoshop lately, only a few of them...which is pretty piss poor really, should get back to work. ( Read more... )Yeah, that's it, bugger off. Current Mood: TiredCurrent Music: Mayhem - Deathcrush | | Saturday, September 16th, 2006 | | 9:23 pm |
Mistress Megaphone
This is to keep Naomi happy, she asked me to add an extra panel to the earlier posted comic to cover it, but i'm too lazy to draw shit properly, so instead she can have a whole post covering it. Naomi would like to make it abundantly clear to Leah (whom most of you don't know) TO SHUT THE FUCK UP! Seriously, i've met this chick myself once, and i swear, she could make the pope commit suicide she's that fucking annoying, imagine your watching Mtv, now imagine your watching it in a wog club, (it gets worse), picture all this is going on, while your getting a blowjob from Ellen Degeneres (and she's a lesbo, so you know she'll suck at it). Now Leah's on a whole different level to that scenario, but you get the gist. Leah, i hope you get semen in your eye. Current Mood: AmusedCurrent Music: Tappity Tap Tap | | Thursday, September 14th, 2006 | | 1:00 am |
Whisperings in the Woods...
Alright, since i seem to be getting a bit gabby in my doddering, demented, dessicated (and other "D" words) old age, i've once again decided to put pen to paper (or finger to poorly moulded chinese plastic) to tell you all some more shit. This one's pretty simple, go and fucking listen to this band, if you don't you obviously have only one testicle, with the cancer that eroded the first slowly spreading to the second, at which point it will fuse the remnants of both testicles into a fleshy vehicle, which once completed, will house the conciousness of said cancer, allowing the cancer to make it's escape by ripping through the scrotal walls. In regards to the ladies....fuck it, most of them are too retarded to know good music anyway :P (please note at this point i'm only using the ":P" to make all you over zealous women folk think i'm kidding, i'm not, but enjoy the emoticon anyway, surely it appeals to some "cuteness" retardation housed within your brains, and thus may mitigate some of the irate MSN messages that your planning on bombarding me with). *ahem* without further ado, (or mysogyny....actually, i promise nothing), i happily point you all towards "Myrkgrav" a fantastic folk metal/black metal thing, quite melodic, fantastic vocal harmonies, in general just some good writing. And the fucker who writes it all is 3 months older than me, which means yes, i'm largely wasting my life in an orgy of unproductiveness, but hey i'm white and live in a western country, it's my birthright. Anyway, go listen to the fucking music, it's good shit, anyone who disagrees is obviously a few spears short of an armoury. Current Mood: Relatively AmusedCurrent Music: Myrkgrav - De To Spellemenn | | Tuesday, September 12th, 2006 | | 10:52 pm |
Joy of joys....
Been a fair while since I posted something that even resembled a proper post. So let’s not let this be too much of an exception. ( Read more... )Apologies to Grant, rant wasn't as amusing as i wanted it to be, i'm too aggravated to be bothered refining it. Current Mood: Fucking Pissed OffCurrent Music: Sigh - Seed of Eternity | | Sunday, September 10th, 2006 | | 11:58 pm |
Happy Birthday To You...
Well as most of you are aware (and yet decided to ignore anyway), Saturday was Sandy's 20th birthday celebrations, myself, Mark and Albert decided that even if we didn't stay long we should go pay our respects on such an occasion. The location of the venue was right in the oily, greased up heart of Chapel St, so obviously we wouldn't need to bring along the Guffometer... *snickers* ( The Night Went Something Like This - 56K = Death )After that bollocks was through, it was time to head into the city and cop more guff. but that's another tale... Current Mood: Amused, ReminiscentCurrent Music: Dimensional Psychosis - Matrix Mindscan Transition | | Wednesday, August 30th, 2006 | | 2:15 am |
The Ruby Mine
Fucking hell, now Charmand Grimloch is dead, i was half hoping he'd do another Tartaros album one day. No real word on how he died yet, though apparently it involved "serious body wounds", pretty vague i know. Current Mood: AmazedCurrent Music: Pestilential Shadows - And May Empyrion Fall | | Tuesday, August 22nd, 2006 | | 3:33 pm |
Stay In The Sand Box Lads, We'll Build a Castle!
Hahahaha, everyone's playing nice, interesting. Also, on an unrelated note, very recently Jon Nödtveidt has relinquished his hold upon this coil. Though I personally don’t agree with a number of his beliefs I have nothing but respect for the strength of his convictions. It’s always sad to see men of strength and will pass away, however it was his decision to do so, having felt his life’s work was complete, and in that too I respect his decision.
 May you be ever victorious in the coming battles. Current Mood: Amused, SubduedCurrent Music: Myrddraal - Blood And Ashes - Part 1 | | Saturday, August 19th, 2006 | | 4:45 am |
If you knock back a hooker in the night, does she fall?
Hahahahahaha ahhhhh fucking hell. Red Moon tonight, didn't go too badly, not fantastic either mind you but a solid evening. After that Merton, Myself, Prain, Alford, Grant, William, Chris and Albert decided to go to Narre Warren and get those god awful fuckarse doughnuts. Much hilarity ensued. Nick abused the box over the running out of the original glazed doughnuts, Chris, Albert, Grant and Nick humped the fuck out of everyone, Merton tried to take off in Albert's car, the woman at Krispy Kreme believed her level of smartarsishness was on par with Alford and Chris, she was mistaken. After all that bollocks with the sugar crack fiends we went to a whole bunch of brothels, which i gotta admit was pretty damn funny despite it being seedy as fuck. Most of them were booked out, but we had luck finding a hooker for one of our lads at "The Garden of Eden", however before commencing the transaction an inspection of the women was required, Chris, Merton and William gathered the whores and decided that for $190 an hour they were bloody well subpar. So alas, in the end no hooker was required. Quotes i can remember from the evening: Alford to Grant: "We didn't come all the way to Narre Warren for you to order a fucking milkshake, bitch." A bread truck passes us at a T intersection. Prain: "Is the bread Helga's?" Alford: "We'll fucking find out wont we?! *guns the car* On the highway. Alford: "HAHA! 100, awesome! WEEeeeeeeee" *guns the car again* Waiting in the car at the brothel while the inspectors were busy. Albert: These are my homeboys, That's Prizzle (Prain), that's Nizzle (Alford), that's Wizzle (William) and i'm Albizzle the Dizzle! Watch out for Prizzle, that motherfucker will fuck you up.....when he's not sleeping. Alright that's all i can remember, any of you fuckers who were along for this bollocks feel free to add more. Current Mood: AmusedCurrent Music: Dissection - God of Forbidden Light | | Tuesday, August 1st, 2006 | | 6:49 pm |
*yawn*
Some Photoshop shit i've done lately, nothing overly fantastic. ( Read more... )</center> Yeah that's it, bugger off. Current Mood: MehCurrent Music: Nazxul - Distance Begins | | Tuesday, July 11th, 2006 | | 2:35 am |
Confined To The Familiar Tangle
I am currently possesed of inertia, to ignore this perception is to court ruin. To take one is to take two back. How does one resolve such loaded conflict? Ever to wait, never to have, always trapped within the cyclical nature of history. When will this wheel break? When will the promised progression sweep me forward? Such are my current objects of contemplation. Current Mood: Contemplative, ResignedCurrent Music: Nazxul - Vermis Mysteriis | | Monday, July 10th, 2006 | | 5:03 pm |
Ahh The Early Years...
Upon sifting through some early records of the clinic, i came across a number of photos taken in the early years. Ahh what energy we had back then! Two fresh faced young doctors, ready to do our part for the humans we love so much. This picture was taken right before the full time aristocrat, part time abortionist, Count Appleface, performed his first operation. Ahh such pleasant memories, you've never truly laughed until you've laughed at a person being pushed down a flight of stairs. *sigh* </center? Current Mood: NostalgicCurrent Music: Glorior Belli - Dictum Audiens | | Monday, July 3rd, 2006 | | 6:31 pm |
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