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Saturday, January 14th, 2006

Subject:period piece
Time:7:57 pm.
Mood: chipper.
we've been apart far too long, and it's barely been a month. i seriously think i'm going through withdrawal. my brain is suffocating. a teacher asked me last week who i was reading at the moment. i told her vladimir nabokov and she just looked at me like i was speaking some other language. i felt like dying. but i knew you'd know just who i was talking about. i feel like shit not talking to you for so long, but i can't explain why i've chosen to be absent from your life. i'm really sorry, though, but that doesn't fix it.

i wrote that at about 4.30 this afternoon. then i called you at 7.45. best decision i've made in weeks.
the damned: famous last words.

Wednesday, May 18th, 2005

Subject:blushing apple
Time:10:32 pm.
Mood: ecstatic.
the school year is over. it seems fitting that i share some things i've learned in college this year:
- soccer, water balloon fights, golf, riding bikes, tennis, and tag are all a lot more fun when played inside your apartment.
- cops suck no matter where you are.
- beer pong is an epidemic over here.
- college girls are easy.
- most of michigan's taste is in its mouth (and that taste is busch light and shitty olives).
- snow is entirely overrated.
- hills, mountains, or really any undulating land forms are entirely underrated and should not be taken for granted.
- wild turkeys are some of the dumbest creatures on earth.
- italians and black people don't get along.
- stealing is not only more fun but much more rewarding when you're broke.
- you can in fact play too many video games.
- halo is for morons. mario kart is not, however.
- there is such thing as way too much free time.
- this place will never be home. ever.

i will be home in 24 hours.

ps: brad got arrested last nite. jail time is inevitable this time. hooray.
the damned: 3 - famous last words.

Monday, May 16th, 2005

Time:10:35 am.
Mood: anxious.
this was supposed to be a fun, worry free weekend. saturday was graduation, webber's b-day was this weekend, and finals started this morning. the plan was to have a mellow, drunken time and blow off some steam before exams. instead, nothing short of a small-scale riot broke out in front of my apartment, someone spray painted my walls, and half of the shit in my place ended up either smashed or thrown 50 yards into the woods off our deck. saturday nite i took brad to the hospital cuz some dumb dick blasted him square in the jaw and he was quite literally drowning in his own blood. on the plus side...wait, there wasn't one. i'm home thursday nite and i couldn't be more ready.
the damned: famous last words.

Tuesday, May 10th, 2005

Subject:see you next tuesday
Time:3:48 pm.
Mood: annoyed.
dearest roommate brad,

why is it that morons can't make themselves smart, but can make themselves endlessly sensitive about whether you yell at them at 3 in the morning about being moronic and loud? i hate you and i hope you end up in jail this summer for a very long time. you suck.

regrettably your roommate,
kris
the damned: 2 - famous last words.

Tuesday, May 3rd, 2005

Subject:n.u., midland campus
Time:11:52 pm.
Mood: horny.
dude, in the fucking bag! buddha=mia...tear...dyke
the damned: 4 - famous last words.

Thursday, April 28th, 2005

Subject:it's my party and i'll cry if i want to
Time:11:19 pm.
Mood: drunk.
happy birthday to me. here's to 21 trend-setting, mold-breaking, punk-rocking, high-living, halo-bending, earth-shattering, hell-raising, thought-provoking, gravity-defying years of sweet sweet existence.
the damned: 3 - famous last words.

Sunday, April 24th, 2005

Subject:ho ho ho
Time:1:13 am.
Mood:snowy.
it was 84 degrees the other day and now it is snowing. i hate michican.
the damned: famous last words.

Saturday, April 23rd, 2005

Subject:she is naming the baby 'olympia'
Time:9:13 pm.
Mood: quixotic.
last nite = in. sane. went to a party at central michigan university with the twins and cap't wilson. hung out with little indian and two of his lady friends in a dorm chuggin beers for a couple hours. after that, good and drunk, went to a party, but not before we ganked some magnet ribbons and the wheel from someone's bike. showed up to this party, and with the exception of the dude that owned the place we were the only ones there. "chill," he (george) says. "people will be here in an hour. it's gonna be sick. keg's in the kitchen." drinks in hand, we helped ourselves to a few uniterrupted games of beer pong before the others arrived (we held that beer pong table [there were two] for the whole nite). soon after a whole grip of ladies showed up, but these weren't just girls: they were softball players (lesbians in other words) and they made fun of kody's penis while he was pissing off a balcony. more and more people showed up and general party-isms ensued. kelsey was there and it was nice to see her again. sara wasn't there for some reason, which sucks, but whatever. we left the party a little early so we could make it back to n.u. before the cops set up the checkpoint at the gates. stopped at this gas station on the way back for some chips, gatorade, and smokes. paid for the chips and gatorade. brad jacked a whole carton of (blech) parliament menthol lights on the way out the door. bypassed a police road block during our 100mph blast down m-20 and made it home in time to hang out with lisa softball and jimmy. nothing of truly epic proportions happened last nite (minus kody and karter punching each other in the balls at the same time) but it was just a 'magical' evening. great party, great nite out. no hang over this morning and hashbrowns at brunch. life is good.
the damned: famous last words.

Thursday, April 21st, 2005

Subject:criminal mind
Time:4:06 pm.
Mood: bored.
i'm not driving home from school this year, nor am i driving back to school next year. i'm flying instead. on the one hand, this is great because not only will it save me about $500 but i'll be home shortly after my last final exam. on the other hand, i was really looking forward to blasting across the midwest with a co-pilot/guest/cohort living 'evasion'-style (sleeping on roofs, tagging, robbing vending machines, dumpster diving, stealing from grocery stores, etc) for a week or so. i'm bummed about that.
the damned: 2 - famous last words.

Monday, April 18th, 2005

Subject:double seal protection
Time:4:18 pm.
Mood: good.
i'm over it.
the damned: famous last words.

Monday, April 11th, 2005

Time:8:47 pm.
Mood: exanimate.
while i have grown so much in so many ways since i've moved to michigan, it would seem that i have also shrunk as well. i am much more a man now than ever before and i feel that my ability to voice what i want and what i agree and disagree with have come to full boom. conversely, my emotional stability has been reduced to teeter-totter status at very best. it's been peaks and valleys this whole term. granted, this term for several reasons has been much harder than the previous two. winter term was awful because i was constantly depressed (mostly due to the shitty weather). this term has had infinitely better weather and i have noticed a drastic change for the better regarding my mood. emotionally, though, this has been the toughest. see, within the last month or so i really understood how good i had it and just what i left behind. i got the chance to see my life in bellevue from a completely different perspective and i realized that things couldn't have been a whole lot better. i wasn't stuck in some rut like i thought i was. i had a job that i really enjoyed, a family that rivals the very best on earth, a circle of friends that truly couldn't be beat, and an amazing girlfriend. my school year is done in just over 4 1/2 weeks and i'm hoping to return to some sort of suburban normality, but i know that isn't possible. for as much as we in bellevue bitch about how slow it can be and how it's all so painfully routine there sometimes, it really does change, and it changes fast. maybe that's the routine we constantly complain about? i don't know. i've never thought about it before now. at any rate, i know my old life isn't going to be there waiting for me, regardless of how much i'd like it to be. this is probably the hardest thing i've had to deal with this term, knowing there's been heaps of change and that i haven't been there to experience it firsthand and now i'm essentially out of touch with the town i've spent nearly 20 years living in. or at least that's how it feels sometimes. i'm hoping most of the friendships i left behind are still intact, though realistically i know some aren't. however, if there is one thing i've learned to do this year it's how to "deal with it." i'm sure i'll be fine. i have big plans for this summer.
the damned: famous last words.

Monday, April 4th, 2005

Subject:i'm retarded for math
Time:9:32 pm.
Mood: busy.
wait. 20 question, multiple choice, open note...math midterm? have i mentioned that i love college?
the damned: 2 - famous last words.

Friday, April 1st, 2005

Subject:blech
Time:10:34 am.
Mood: good.
it's one of those mornings because last nite was one of those nites...the kind of morning where you wake up reeking of alcohol, and though you search frantically for the spilled container, you can't find it. that's when you realize the smell is in fact coming from your skin. you drank so much the nite before that you are actually seeping alcohol from your pores. it's nites like last nite, when many assemble to do whatever it may be that strikes the fancy of drunk college kids, that wonderful ideas come to fruition. conversely, most of those ideas get forgotten, but not last nite. i wrote them down.

the plan, according to my piece of paper, is to start a beer pong league, one that travels a certain circuit and takes place at several different venues, not unlike professional golf. i got the idea while i was playing beer pong last nite on the shitty makeshift 'table' we constructed out of two chairs and a closet door. we all kept remarking how hard it was to play on such a small table, then we got to comparing our table to the other ones in the midland area. the upper left apartment in my unit has a beirut table, tall and narrow. the baseball house has the behemoth table, 9 feet long and 5 feet wide. the 409 house has the 'pong table' as they call it, is not too tall, not too long, but it is tilted to the side with strobe lights and black lights; it's a mind fuck. this weekend i'm going to try to get a dozen or so tables registered for circuit play and then i want to get teams going and have a tourny of epic proportions...but first things first, i need to break into some washing machines and jack some tokens.
the damned: famous last words.

Monday, March 28th, 2005

Subject:at long last, elation
Time:7:17 pm.
Mood:my god am i in a good mood.
i am so fucking happy. the weather in michigan is changing for the better and i finally have a new project to undertake. i'm working on perfecting my vandalizm/theft/left-handing/lock-picking/scamming/cheating techniques and i assembled my tools for partaking in such activities. god bless the dollar store. i went there looking for stencils and instead bought the following:

1 rubber mallet
1 claw pick up tool
1 hot glue gun
20 hot glue gun refills
1 8" pistol grip hacksaw
1 pair safety goggles
1 dust/painting mask
60 assorted zip-ties
1 flashlight
1 bag of assorted foam hands, all of which have been modified to 'shocker' status

total cost to me: $11.66

after the dollar store i went to the hardware store, where i bought 20 some feet of 1/4" silicone tubing for the price of 10 feet because people are really trusting and must just hate their jobs. the silicon tubing is for saltwatering, a wonderful little scam that made me $37 in change this past weeken. i also designed a new stencil for tagging, but i am still unsure whether or not i really wanna use it or maybe a different one. next on my list of criminal activities is to procure some more furniture for our ass-nasty apartment. the school has very nice, expensive, leather furniture and since it's not bolted down i figure they aren't really THAT serious about someone stealing some of it. i'm currently working on some paper slugs for the washing machines here so i can get free laundry. either that or i'm going to break into some other unit's washing machine and jack the laundry tokens inside of it.

either way, the past two days have been some of my most joyous and wonderful in recent memory. i am truly happy again.
the damned: 4 - famous last words.

Subject:new email addy
Time:12:43 pm.
Mood: ecstatic.
new email address: evasion@tokyo.com
the damned: famous last words.

Friday, December 10th, 2004

Time:11:20 pm.
Mood: drunk.
the first time my voice was ever recorded was in justin ayer's garage singing a rough cut cover of the misfits' "we bite." the four of us would later become 'buried in the desert' and we would spend the next six months ravaging the burgining seattle metalcore scene, playing alongside such acts as the scathed and brass lux, squeezing sometimes 40 tracks into a single set. i haven't been in a band since. i miss the whole feel of gathering on a balmy tuesday afternoon in a sauna of a garage and laying down half a dozen shitty one minute speed punk songs, a la slayer-meets-dystopia, on a beat up old 4 track. ah, high school. so long to those days and hello private business school. it's amazing, looking back, where i was, where i've been, where i am, and where i might be. i still have aspirations of metal godliness, but not like 4 years ago...still, the dream remains alive.
the damned: famous last words.

Subject:kiss saves santa
Time:10:45 pm.
Mood: drunk.
it is right around 10.45p here in midland michigan and i have been lit like a candle for more than 3 hours now and it's till early. in the mean time, the misfits fucking rule and if you disagree you are obviously wrong and dumb. bite it, slut.
the damned: 2 - famous last words.

Saturday, December 4th, 2004

Subject:the shame
Time:1:51 pm.
Mood: tired.
everything is going to be just awful when we're around. all the colors gonna rot off your sight when we're around. i am just a salesman pleased to meet you can I show you around. every thing must go the shadows the seagulls when we're around. this is our shame.

i watched 'the rules of attraction' with lisa last nite. everytime i watch it, i like it a little bit more than the time before. i've also decided, after much deliberation, that the dead girl in the bathtub is one of the single most beautiful things i have ever seen in cinema. not the girl specifically, but the scene itself.
the damned: 4 - famous last words.

Monday, November 29th, 2004

Subject:it's pronounced "onn-wee," baby..."onn-wee."
Time:7:38 am.
Mood: uncomfortable.
it's sometime after 7.30 am monday morning here in michigan and i can't sleep. this seems to be a reoccurring thing for me and i often wonder if medication is needed in heavy doses to cure this. i spent 9 days at home and i don't think anything has ever felt better than when the plane flew over seattle and i knew i wasn't in michigan. spent a lot of, but not enough, quality time with a few quality people and decided that i have some of the best friends in the world. conversely, flying into michigan was one of the worst feelings i've ever experienced because it wasn't seattle and i knew just what kind of people i had waiting for me in midland. leaving an amazing city for a shitty little midwest town is a hard thing to do, and an even harder thing to justify, regardless of what may be out here. but i'm here. i was the only one in the apartment saturday and it stayed that way until 8 pm sunday. everyone else but justin decided to show up at the same time. the sound of ben kweller playing slow and soft was the only noise in the apartment for several hours before, but it was destroyed by kelly and kody playing limp bizkit and senses fail, respectively, at high volumes. it sounds stupid, but that was easily one of the sadder moments i can recall from my life. the nite was fucked as far as i could tell so i just got drunk and watched the upright citizens brigade and viva la bam until 2 am. i got a couple hours sleep and here i am. i come back to seattle in mid-december and i can't fucking wait.
the damned: 7 - famous last words.

Sunday, November 14th, 2004

Subject:when life gives you lemons grab the devil by the horns and fuck him in the ass
Time:2:01 am.
Mood: drunk.
omg...so drunk...hockey game tonite...amazing...douche beat the shit out of someone on the ice tonite, and now he's banned from the next two games which happen to be play-off games in nyc...party at c.u.l. tonite got busted up by cops/security/r.a.s/nazis and party relocated to track house..so drunk...but i know security so i got off without any n.t.a.s and no fines, which is go doncidering c.u.l. got fined $1000 tonite. no joke. one thousand. but it's cool cuz they tack it onto your tuition...at any rate i don't have to pay it...spell check is going to have a hell of a time with this one...
the damned: 4 - famous last words.

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