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Banana Pants [28 Dec 2006|11:46am]
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A Fighters Manifesto [27 Dec 2006|09:34pm]
I started fighting as an endeavor to explore myself further. To see what self it was I was protecting. Nothing diminishes ego more than training, more than standing before your community and family, risking your face, literally and figuratively.

You don’t look at regular people the same anymore. Fighters share a common respect and bond that stems from work and sacrifice. No one who doesn’t train can understand. You get to live boldly as a person, who has explored motivations and humility in a deep, sometimes dark, way.

Life tastes sweeter than before I began training. I am definitely, without question a better person.

I love more boldly. I shine brighter. I bring more life and love to my interactions.

I am a fighter. If you are not, it is different than it appears. Words can not do it justice.

I am blessed and grateful. I hope I show my appreciation to all those that have formed me into what I am, by fighting well and transcending boundaries of negativity. I am indebted to you all.

I have been blessed in teammates, and am only showing talent they have given me. Left to my own devices, I would never achieve so much.

All my love and thanks to all who have trained me, sweated with me, cried with me, fought with me and bled with me. Smile when you see what you’ve made, fuckers!
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Rock! [16 Dec 2006|04:46am]
I choked a guy totally out tonight. He slumped down in my arms.

Jiu Jitsu is awesome.
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I think im in love [08 Dec 2006|11:09am]
http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/archives/008146.html

Bartender: What's your favorite word?
Drunk rich girl: Credit card!
Bartender: What's your other favorite word?
Drunk rich girl: Money!
Bartender: No, the other one...
Drunk rich girl: Shots!

--Doc Holliday's, Ave A

Overheard by: Your Mom
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wtf? [08 Dec 2006|10:05am]
Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

Last month I committed genocide... Sorry about that, sarahdenise (-5000 points). Last Tuesday I gave kimlina a kidney (1000 points). In April I gave rosquared a Dutch Oven (-10 points). Last Friday I helped bebekaylee across the street (6 points). Last Monday I saved a busload of nuns in Angola (326 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-3678 points). For Christmas I deserve a moldy sandwich!

Sincerely,
logicpiledriver

Write your letter to Santa! Enter your LJ username:
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[04 Dec 2006|04:59pm]




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Bored At Work [15 Nov 2006|09:40am]
[ mood | Bored ]

I havent been writing nearly as much as I should have, so im going to try and change that.

Today I feel about writing about myself (go figure), therefore here are some things you probably didn't know about me.

1. I cannot get my haircut by a guy with more than a three letter name. Joe, Rob, Ant, etc. I went so far as to refer to the guy in Iraq who cut my hair as "Moe" just so I wouldn't feel creeped out. Yes, im weird.

2. Im an Eagle Scout (I'll give you a minute to laugh about that)

3. The most I've ever bench pressed was 400 pounds. Most I've ever leg pressed 1,100 pounds.

4. I sleep at most four hours a day. :(

5. I work over 75 hours a week.

6. The longest job I've ever held is the one im in now, one year and one day in.

7. Nothing makes me happier, than fighting. (Yes, I know this is weird, but god damn, im good at it)

8. My overall winning percentage in my dart league is 95% (Im pretty proud of that)

9. I've travelled across the United States via Greyhound. Twice!

10. Mushrooms make me poop.

More random babbleCollapse )

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[09 Nov 2006|11:27am]
Yep yesterday did get worse.

I think I may have broken the tip of my thumb
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Fuck [08 Nov 2006|01:07pm]
[ mood | Disgruntled ]

So let's see can this day get any worse?

First off, I woke up over an hour AFTER I was supposed to be at work.

Second, I walk out the door and it is pouring rain. Naturally I left my only umbrella at work the last time in rained during my morning commute.

Third, my bus decides to not show up, for over half an hour.

Fourth, my 1SG casually drops to me that the Commander is trying to get us on a mission to Afghanistan. "You know, only for a couple of months."

Lastly, somebody stole my lunch out of the fridge. You know the only thing actually in the freezer with my FUCKING NAME ON IT!

Oh I think I know who did it, and if I catch em, imma break some fingers.

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Hooray! [26 Oct 2006|05:10pm]
So my Brazilian Jiu Jitsu class has been going fantastic. I've been going 3-4 times a week and I can already feel a noticeable difference in my strength and conditioning. After the first couple of classes I was almost unable to walk the next morning. Now maybe I'll just feel a little pain in my spine, but thats just from getting slammed on it.

I also am stringing together a nice little streak of submissions. I managed to secure a Kimura from full guard, and an Americana from the mount.

While making people tap out, I've also been succesful in preventing people from making me submit. Aside from the moments in class when we actually let the person complete the hold so we can become familiar with it.

Im quickly becoming obsessed with this class and spend a good portion of my free time while not in class looking at videos and reading about it.

Looks like I just found my Battlefield2 replacement. :)
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Best Song That I Have Heard In The Last Five Years [23 Oct 2006|12:37am]
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "John go do My will!"

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's done in the dark will be brought to the light

You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
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Things I've learned [05 Oct 2006|09:52am]
Last night I took my first class of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu at Brooklyn Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Needless to say I really didn't know that much from the ground but I defended an arm bar really well, even got a complete from the teacher. I almost had my partner into a cross arm choke, but he defended really well, as well.

Overall I had an awesome time, and I plan on going back 3-4 times a week for class. Sadly this morning im sore as shit.

Onto things that I've learned!

1. Always remember to record the shows you want to watch. Missed the season premiere of LOST last night because of class. Now I have to avoid the internet all day.
2. When applying Icey Hot make sure you don't put it too close to your inner thigh. When you sit down, your balls might accidentally rub against it, and does not lead to pleasant times.
3. Apparently I can wear flip flops to work and no one will say a thing.
4. My cardio is pretty good, but that class last night beat my ass up.
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Hey Zak! [24 Sep 2006|11:15pm]


OMFG!!!!!11111one

Can you just imagine the matches him and Samoa Joe are going to have?
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Gyar! [16 Sep 2006|04:23am]
[ mood | GYAR! ]

Why is it I always meet girls that live in fucking Queens?!

Are there no marginally attractive single women in Brooklyn?

I don't think thats too much to ask.

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WWJD? [14 Sep 2006|10:36am]


What Would Jesus Drink?

$2 Coors Lights and Jagerbombs.
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[14 Sep 2006|09:40am]
[ mood | cranky ]

This was the first week of the new dart season. I did pretty well in my eyes. I won five out of the eight games I played. One of the games I lost was also probably one of the best games I have ever played. It was on Tuesday night against one of the top three shooters in the entire league. Possibly top ten in all of New York City.

We started playing, I was a little nervous about who I was playing against. So I did some shots and calmed myself down. I was down a little bit, I tried to chase him, YOU NEVER EVER CHASE. So after realizing what I did wrong, I went up to the line and preceded to hit a triple 16, another triple 16, and a triple 19. Normally that would have been considered a "Round 9" and I would have gotten a trophy at the end of the season. But since I only needed one more 19, I ended up with a "Round 7" respectable in my eyes. He then hits something and I came back and hit two triple 15's. Now im back in the game. It comes down to whoever can hit their bullseyes first. I needed to hit four, he need to hit three. I managed to get it down to a one on one. Whoever hits the first bullseye wins. Naturally he goes up to the line and goes, miss, miss, double bullseye. :(

Im really not all that upset, since I held my own against one of the best. It also built my confidence when the rest of the opposing team came up and shook my hand expressing how good of a game I had shot.

Took a "sick day" yesterday. Essentially, I was sick of going to work, and stayed up late on Tuesday night playing darts. So I spent all day yesterday tooling around in my apartment playing video games, and cleaning things up. It was a much needed day of relaxation after a long two week stint of work.

This morning it was raining in New York. Not pouring rain, and not drizzling. Just the kind of rain that makes you angry. I trudged up to my bus stop (my iPod battery dying about halfway there), to wait about thirty minutes for a bus. Then I go to transfer to the bus I need to take to get over the bridge, naturally I see it pulling away as I walk up to the stop. So after a twenty minute wait, already twenty minutes late. I get onto the bus and go one stop to where the elementary school is.

The bus is generally packed with kids going off to school/college, now there is this fat little kid (I know it's wrong for me to say, but this kid was fucking HUGE) maybe about five or six years old. He starts SCREAMING at his mother because somebody else pushed the button to signal for a stop. He then precedes to start headbutting his mother in the chest repeadtly screaming, "I want the fucking bell!".

Are you fucking serious?

Of course I snapped back to my childhood and thought about what happened when I threw a tantrum. I got the shit slapped out of me, and everyone went about their business. This mother on the other hand just let the kid go about his ways. He then decided he didnt want to go to school and wasnt getting off of the bus. So the entire bus just stood there for ten minutes while this mother tried to think of what to do. SHE JUST FUCKING STOOD THERE! Now maybe she shouldnt have hit the kid to get his attention, but at least grab his arm and escort him off of the bus. People have to get to where they are going, and using the excuse of someones shitty parenting usually doesnt fly with the boss.

At least it's almost the weekend. :/

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Update [08 Sep 2006|10:50am]
Yeah so apparently, I still will be working at the bar. I've been offered more money, which I need. :(

Social life...dwindling...
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I <3 lists [05 Sep 2006|10:55am]
[ mood | groggy ]

Just getting back into work after a nice four day weekend, with a three day weekend I usually don't mind going back to work, but for some reason that extra day just makes me want to quit my job and sit around watching Mythbusters and playing Dead Rising.

Anywho, I don't think I have had a better time than I did this weekend in a long time. Spent the majority of it hanging out with Gaybo and TOC. Many adventures were had and many new inside jokes sprung forth...


  • The "Sorcerer of Aids"

  • The "Ong Bak" Elbow Strike

  • The "Getting Brained With A Bag of Chocolate"

  • Goodnight Sweet Prince, We Shall Miss You Froggy

  • Stool - 1, Rubenesque Hebrew - 0

  • "Ze Bitch shall sleep on zee floor! The dog in zee bed!"



I seriously have not laughed as hard as I did this weekend. I was cramping up for hours upon end. I missed having time to hang out with my friends.
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Hooray! [31 Aug 2006|09:41am]
[ mood | complacent ]

Apparently they have modified my access rights on the network here at work. So what does that mean? I get to "blog" again. Hooray!

It's been awhile since I last wrote something of substance, so to catch everyone up to speed. It's my patented bullet list posts©


  • Broke up with my girlfriend

  • Drank alot of beer

  • Played alot of darts

  • Quit my job bouncing at the bar

  • Met a couple of girls

  • Got a video iPod

  • Dropped another 10 pounds

  • Applied to become a Police Officer


  • That kinda sums everything up. I do get a much needed four day weekend. Hooray working for the government, they throw 4 day four day weekends at us all of the time. I might actually get around to painting my apartment this weekend. I originally hated the color of the place, then it kind of grew on me, but now that I've been there for awhile I feel I need to change things up a bit. Im also planning on getting rid of the furniture that I have. It was all "hand me downs", you know first place and all.

    The problem is, I hate all of it. Except for my couch, I love that thing. The only downside is my old roommate was a piece of shit, and basically ruined the thing. Im probably going to get my Martha Stewart on and make slipcovers for the thing, it's too good to give up. It's just going to be alot of work, it's a four piece sectional.
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This could possibly be the greatest thing ever. [02 Aug 2006|04:02pm]
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