As I write this I've taken a break from accepting my friend request. It's extremely time consuming to accept a weeks worth of friends (about 2000), comment them, and deal with the stupid Captcha. So today I recieved a message from someone named Cassandra informing me that a friend of her's had passed. She assumed I was a friend of his since I was on his top 4. Which is natural for her to assume. However I didn't know him. Didn't know him at all or recognize his face from when I had added them. At this moment I have approximately 61660 friends with 800 pending. I know about 300 of them personally. There is maybe 50 people I talk to strictly online that I can consider myspace friends. The rest of the friends are just a number. I'm sure I could easily be friends with a lot of them. There is a lot of really interesting people that I exchange 1-3 messages with before I hit my 500 a day limit. But due to the lack of time I am unable to talk with a lot of them. I skim through my inbox for subject lines that grab my attention and skip the other ones. All I see is a subject line that doesn't interest me next a picture. From the death of Bobby Moore I came to the realization that the whole adding friends thing is shit.There is so many people I won't know and can't know. So many people doing things that I don't know about. The death rate is pretty high so I can only guess that there is others on my friends list who've also passed. It's sad. *shrugs* With the thought of this going on in my head I still want to carry on with tonight. I'm about to take off in a bit to get faded and consume my own body weight in carne asada. Life goes on. Sorry I never talked to you Bobby. Sorry I never talked to so many of you.

Helping out the myspace community one crush at a time.

So I've gotten so many bulletins and seen so many blogs of animal cruelty lately. It seems to be this myspace/emo kid/vegan new cool kids club thing to do. Anyone who is anyone is posting vids on the net because, you know, they are such true lovers of animal rights. Fucking right. Its absurd that you people can post it everywhere and claim to be so disturbed by cruelty like this. I can't understand how you people can distribute it so easily. The last one I previewed, which is the fuel that spawned this bulletin/blog had the subject line of "omg I wanna kill this bitch" or something like that. it was of a woman stepping on a puppy digging her spiked heel into it. it was extremely graphic and I got no warning for what I was gonna see at all from the person who posted the bulletin. Now many other cruelty videos are targeting specific organizations or people which I can see as acceptable for posting. Those videos have a cause and a message and show companies, corporations, and some regions that perform these nasty things usually for money. But this video was just some ugly feet in tacky heels stepping on a puppy. What's the point of viewing it? It's not like justice is going to come from spreading this around. It's just a display of something evil that has completely ruined my day. I'm just really sick of you ASPCA wannabe motherfuckers that think you're gonna make a difference by blasting this to me with no warning. To illustrate my point bare with me on this... what if your little sister was raped, beaten, and killed by someone who had recorded it but never showed his face. Would you post that in a bulletin? I doubt it because that is someone you actually care about. Unlike the poor animals that you only claim to care about. You people are sick. Even more shocking is how acceptable these videos are. If I were to post a bulletin oh me eating my shit and wiping it up with the american flag myspace would be on my ass in seconds. but when someone post something so unjustifiable and disgusting as animal cruelty videos with no point to them at all except to give them just another bulletin to forward to all your friends. Yea, maybe I'm crying a river and fighting something that is too far spread on this site to even begin to deal with but consider this an extremely no-nonsense warning to anyone on my list... if you ever post a bulletin that displays animal cruelty in anyway without giving me a proper warning in the subject line I will delete you from my list and from any form of contact with me whether it be online or in real life. That will be it for you. So please take into consideration the true message of the animal cruelty bulletins you're gonna post and how it'll affect us people that really do love animals and become a lil traumatized after watching something like that. i care too but i'm not naive enough to give in to this trend of bullshit.

Thank you,
~The RX

 

   So for the past three weeks or so I thought nothing but humor over the death of Steve Irwin. I mean, fuck, he got stung in the heart by a stringray. Just saying that makes me think of a song Cinderella would have made back in 86' with special guest vocalist Freddy Mercury and Bon Jovi. Either way, I thought of it as nothing but a joke at this unlucky bastard's expense. Until 20 minutes ago when bordem struck and I decided to surf the net to try and find some footage of his death.But instead what I found was a colossal amount of pictures and videos doing nothing more than humiliating him as much as they could. Which I'll admit, I laughed at. Some of my favorites are at the bottom of this post. But it extended further than that. Even the man's Wiki is controlled by haters. HIS WIKI OF ALL THINGS!  From the website that denied so many submissions of mine and did grammarical correction to my entries that I didn't even know could be done. So I began to feel compassion for this guy. This stupid fucking guy who's celebrity level is right there with Bozo The Clown and Scruff McGruff. I started to think about the assholes who wrote all the brutal things about the guy and how they could be so insensitive. He has an eight year old daughter who has to acknowledge the fact that alot of people think that her father was a novelty and his death was like the end of an episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm. And that sucks. Right before i could fall any deeper into my sympathy for him I read a line, "In the past decade, 17 deaths worldwide were the direct result of stingray barb injuries". So I started thinking how I've never felt compassion for anyone who's died of an overdose. They are no different then Steve Irwin. He brought this shit upon himself! He was just really unlucky haha. But still, his profession of choice should have made him anticipate something like that. For example; if I worked at a sausage factory for as long as he wrestled crocs I'm sure at one point or another I'd think "how fucked up would it be if I were impaled in my ass by 9' of polish kielbasa sausage and died." Things like that you have to question otherwise your death is a joke.
*tips fedora*

*Sighs* What can I say about Chino that hasn't already been said? He was a good guy. He pooped on me once. Is credited for giving me countless flea bites. Also credited with covering me in your hair anytime I sat on the couches at your house. You always barked at me. But shit, Chino, you were a cute baby. Even if you tried to rape cats. You will be missed.

So yesterday I left my voicemail number up as my name. I figured it would be fun and alleviate alot of the messages i recieve through myspace. However it just doubled the messages by two. I was now getting a bunch of messages saying "is that your real number?" or "can i call?" *shakes head*
Most of the messages i recieved were lame and more than 70% of the callers hung up out of fear? I got off myspace and left to go about my day and next thing I know when i checked my voicemail inbox it was full. I had no idea there was a 1000 minute or 300 message limit on it. So if you called after it reached it's max then I'm sorry I didn't get your message. If you called and left me a really awesome message like THE juggalo then thank you so much for making my day. If you send a message and stuttered, screamed, made no sense, called me a bitch, hung up without leaving a message, left your name and call back number, or anything that could be as pointless as that then i hate you, you're boring, and you'll never succeed in life or school.

 I'll never drink again... uu

I will not reply to your message  no matter how many times you send the same message, or ask why I don't reply, or how many times you call me a pig-headed snobby bitch, if you act like your're retarded! examples of who i won't reply to but is not limited to...

 
R.I.P. Bladimir "Frankie" Barbosa 1985 - 2006

This motherfucker used to buy me lunch every day. he went to this after school group with me where we talked about politics while we played monopoly. he was the first person to tell me it's ok to like Crazytown no matter what people think about me which later led to me coming out of the closet with all the artist that i loved that i was scared to admit to loving. and i hated him for his smile. he had this smile that you wouldn't believe. like...when he smiled it was one fucking beautiful smile that would just make everything feel beautiful. but i was so jealous of it because i wanted a smile like that. frank was a good fucking friend. i've missed him for the past four years and i'll just keep on missing him.