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Apr. 30., 2006 02:31 pm Special occassion

Alright I`m pissed and bored so heres my hate list:


Busted bearings




Pizza delivery boys



Gas prices

Nothing to spend my cheese on

Shitty hamburgers


Jamie Foxx

Kanye West

Tom Cruise


Matchbox 20

Rob Thomas



Crooked ass trucks



Myspace whores



Bitches owing me money


No ciggarettes




My cellphone

Lack of pants

Uncomfortable underwear

Chapped lips

Tired eyes

Loud ass fuckers



Scene kids


Chipped grip

The news

Bad weather



Extreme punks

Bitches (have I said that yet?)


I`ll keep going later

Nuværende humør: pissed offpissed off

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Jan. 29., 2006 02:12 pm I`m Alan And I`m The Only Person In The World

Alans rad. I`m the best.

Nobody should be talking cause my dick should be in their mouth.



I have no socks. My feet are hurting awfully bad. Thanks for the sock baby.


3 out of 4 freshman have braces. I decided that last night.

You get under my skin, I don`t find it iratating at all, I`m on another world with you

Do You See My Black Eye?


I think I lost my hoodie.

I look awesome today. I have a string for a belt. No SOCKS. Reynolds 3`s and the brightest shirt ever.

I feel like a homeless person. I spent all my money on beer, I smell like alcohol and bio, I have no socks, a fucking string for a belt and I`m lonely............sad!!!!

Now We`re Sharing A Drink They Call Loneliness, But Its Better Than Drinking Alone

I now have a thing for tiny girls. Thats all




Stay Tuned






It ain`t over

P.S. Not even close








How Do You Spell Cliche?

Nuværende humør: contentcontent
Nuværende musik: The Only Ones " Another Girl, Another Planet "

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Jan. 20., 2006 03:32 pm Pictures

Mom`s tax returns = Me = New shoes tommorow

A Clockwork Orange


More Emo





Nuværende humør: contemplativecontemplative
Nuværende musik: Sid Vicious " Somethin` Else "

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Jan. 9., 2006 06:23 pm If Your Not An Ignorant Shithead *** Read ***

Reader's Digest Article
Anatomy of a Frightening Cult


Scientology Crime Syndicate

Reader's Digest, May 1980

Scientology: Anatomy of a Frightening Cult

by Eugene H. Methvin

In the late 1940s, pulp writer L. Ron Hubbard declared, "Writing for a penny a word is ridiculous. If a man really wants to make a million dollars, the best way would be to start his own religion."

Hubbard *did* start his own 'religion,' calling it the "Church of Scientology," and it has grown into an enterprise today grossing an estimated $100 million a year worldwide. His churches have paid him a percentage of their gross, usually ten percent, and stashed untold riches away in bank accounts in Switzerland and elsewhere under his and his wife's control. Surrounded by aides who cater to his every whim, he reportedly lives on church-owned property, formerly a resort, in Southern California.

Scientology is one of the oldest, wealthiest -- and most dangerous -- of the major "new religions" or cults operating in America today. Some of its fanatic operatives have engaged in burglary, espionage, kidnapping and smear campaigns to further their goals. Says Assistant U.S. Attorney Raymond Banoun, who directed a massive investigation that resulted in conspiracy or theft convictions of nine top Scientology officials in Washington, D.C., last October: "The evidence presented to the court shows brazen criminal campaigns against private and public organizations and individuals. The Scientology officials hid behind claims of religious liberty while inflicting injuries upon every element of society."

In 1950, Hubbard, then 39, published Dianetics: The Modern Science of Mental Health. In 1954 he founded the first Church of Scientology in Washington, D.C. By 1978 the organization claimed 38 U.S. churches, with 41 more abroad, and 172 "missions" and 5,437,000 members worldwide. These claims are highly doubtful; critical observers have estimated a hard core of around 3,000 full-time staff and no more than 30,000 adherents in the United States.

Even so, Hubbard may live more regally than did the Maharajah of Jaipur, whose 30-room mansion and 57-acre estate in England Hubbard bought in the late 1950s as "world headquarters" for his growing movement. His retinue includes young women, known officially as "messengers," who light his ever-present cigarettes and catch the ashes. They record every word he says, including his frequent obscene outbursts of rage. They help him out of bed in the morning, run his shower, dress him. They scrub his office for a daily "white glove" inspection and rinse his laundry in 13 fresh waters. (Former members say he erupts volcanically if he sniffs soap on his clothes.)

Hubbard attracts and holds his worshipful followers by his amazing capacity to spin out an endless science-fiction fantasy in which he is the supreme leader of a chosen elite. He tells them he is a nuclear physicist who was severely wounded while serving with the U.S. Navy in World War II. "Taken crippled and blinded" to a Naval hospital, he claims to have "worked his way back to fitness and full perception in less than two years." In the process, he developed the "research" that led him to discover "Dianetics" and Scientology, the answers to most of mankind's ills.

The truth is something else. Hubbard did take a college course in molecular and atomic physics, which he flunked. He served in the Navy, but Navy records do not indicate he saw combat or was ever wounded. He was discharged and later given a 40-percent disability pension because of an ulcer, arthritis and other ailments. About this time he was petitioning the Veterans Administration for psychiatric care to treat "long periods of moroseness and suicidal inclinations." He was also arrested for petty theft in connection with checks. When he wrote to the FBI that communist spies were after him, an agent attached a note to one of his letters: "Make 'appears mental' card."

Since Dianetics, Hubbard's bizarre "philosophy" has expanded into a 25-million-word collection of books, articles and tape-recorded lectures. Hubbard claims to have traced human existence back 74 trillion years, suggesting it began on Venus. Today's earthlings are material manifestations of eternal spirits who are reincarnated time and again over the eons. But, Hubbard claims, our earthly troubles often result from ghostly mental images which he calls "engrams" -- painful experiences either in this life or in former incarnations.

Hubbard's original book created a sensation; he claimed to have "cleared" 270 cases of engrams, thus greatly increasing the subjects' I.Q.s and curing them of assorted ills from arthritis to heart troubles. Later Hubbard said that Scientology eradicated cancer and was the only specific cure for atomic-bomb burns.

To detect engrams, Hubbard adopted a battery-powered galvanometer with a needle dial wired to two empty tin cans. Charging $150 an hour, a Scientology "minister" audits a subject by having him grip the tin cans and answer detailed questions about his present or past lives. The needle's gyrations supposedly detect the engrams. By causing the subject to "confront" the engrams, the 'minister' claims to "clear his memory bin," thus raising both body and mind to a superhuman state of "total freedom."

The Scientology auditor also carefully records any intimate revelations, including sexual or criminal activities or marital or family troubles. According to the church's own documents and defectors' affidavits, such records are filed for blackmail purposes against any member (or member's family) who becomes a "potential trouble source" by threatening to defect, go to the authorities, or generate hostile publicity.

Of course, new prospects are never asked to swallow the whole ridiculous story at first gulp; they get it in timed-release capsules. The process transforms them into what one who went through it calls a "robot-like" state.

Typical was the experience of 17-year-old Julie Christofferson, a high-school honors graduate who was invited by an acquaintance -- actually a shill -- to take a "communications course." (The church advertises that these "field-staff members" get ten-percent commissions on all money their recruits pay.) Unknowingly, Julie hooked herself onto a mind-scrambling conveyor belt of hypnotic "training routines" developed by Hubbard. The recruit, cynically referred to as "raw meat," sits knee to knee with a "coach" for hours, her eyes closed. Next she sits, eyes open, for hours. Then the coach tries to find "emotional buttons." Hours of commands follow: "Lift that chair." "Move that chair." "Sit in that chair."

As Margaret Thaler Singer, a University of California psychologist who interviewed Julie and over 400 former members of cults, observes, "These routines can split the personality into a severe, dissociated state, and the recruits are hooked before they realize what is happening."

Julie found that the next step, auditing, continued to erase the boundary between reality and fantasy. In this phase, Julie exhausted all $3000 of her college savings. Then she was told she could take college-level courses while going "on staff" and working full time to recruit and process new raw meat. She ended up working 60 to 80 hours a week, at a maximum salary of $7.50 [per week]. She had now reached the "robot-like" state.

Julie felt superior, one of the chosen elite of this universe. She was one of the faithful who are promised they will "go with Ron to the next planet." Thus, they are conditioned to the "us against them" outlook that characterizes so much religious and political fanaticism.

Julie Christofferson was among the lucky, however. After nine months, her parents removed her from the cult and snapped her out of her zombie-like trance. Last August, a Portland, Ore., jury found the church's conduct so fraudulent and outrageous that it awarded her $2,067,000.20 in damages.

Less fortunate was Anne Rosenblum, who spent nearly six years in Scientology. During her last 15 months she was in the church's punishment unit, the "Rehabilitation Project Force." There, prisoners are guarded constantly, never left alone or allowed to speak to any outsider without permission. They eat leftovers, sleep on the floor, and fill their days with strenuous physical and menial labor, classroom study of Ron's works and grueling auditing to detect "crimes against Ron" in "this or past lives."

As defectors have attested, subjects become hysterical and psychotic in their auditing. Then they are locked in isolation. Not surprisingly, suicides occur. Last January in Clearwater, Fla., for example, a Scientology member hurled herself into the bay and drowned.

Through the years, Hubbard has continually added new grades and "levels" of belief. The "clearing course" costs $3812, but to get to the highest level, the devotee shells out $14,295. Hubbard has punctuated his policy letters to staff with exhortations to MAKE MONEY, MAKE MORE MONEY, MAKE OTHER PEOPLE PRODUCE SO AS TO MAKE MONEY. When numbers of recruits and receipts fall off, Hubbard orders staffers onto a diet of rice and beans.

But revenues appear to have been consistently high. In 1974 the church spent $1.1 million for an old Jesuit novitiate in Oregon. In 1976 the IRS turned up $2.86 million in cash aboard Hubbard's 320-foot flagship Apollo. Moving secretly, the church paid another $8 million for a hotel and other properties in Clearwater, Fla. A top Hubbard lieutenant who recently defected has attested that the Clearwater organization alone last year was grossing as high as $1 million per week.

In 1966 Hubbard created his own "intelligence" organization, called the "Guardian Office" (GO) [now called OSA]. He had convinced himself that a "central agency" was behind attacks against Scientology, and his suspicion focused on the World Federation for Mental Health. "Psychiatry and the KGB operate in direct collusion," he declared. He seemed to think they worked through the FBI, CIA, various newspapers and other groups. He named his third wife, Mary Sue Hubbard, to direct his own counterattack from the Los Angeles headquarters. She defined the GO's objective: "To sweep aside opposition sufficiently to create a vacuum into which Scientology can expand."

The GO training program included instructions in how to make an anonymous death threat to a journalist, smear an antagonistic clergyman, forge phony newspaper clips, plan and execute burglaries. Public-relations spokesmen were drilled on how to lie to the press -- "to outflow false data effectively." A favorite dirty trick: making anonymous phone calls to the IRS, accusing enemies of income-tax cheating and thereby inducing the IRS to audit them. Big targets were organizations that investigated Scientology or published unfavorable articles about it -- newspapers, Forbes magazine, the American Medical Association, Better Business Bureau and American Psychiatric Association.

Individuals were also targeted. In 1971 Paulette Cooper, a New York free-lance writer, published a book called The Scandal of Scientology. The church responded with an elaborate campaign of litigation, theft, defamation and malicious prosecution. She got death-threatening phone calls. According to church documents later revealed, this campaign was aimed at "getting P.C. incarcerated in a mental institution or in jail."

It came incredibly close. Miss Cooper and her publisher were sued in several U.S. cities and foreign countries. In order to call off the Scientology legal war, her publisher agreed to withdraw the book. "It just wasn't worth the legal expenses," he explained.

The worst thrust, Miss Cooper says, came after a Scientology agent stole some of her stationery, faked bomb-threat letters and framed her. She was indicted by a federal grand jury on a charge of making bomb threats [and purjury]. She went through two years of torment until she volunteered to take a Sodium Pentothal "truth" test. Only after she passed did the government drop the charges. Defending herself cost her $28,000.

In 1976 the FBI discovered that two Scientology agents were using forged credentials to rummage through a Justice Department office at night, and thereby uncovered the tip of a widespread espionage operation in Washington. One agent, Michael Meisner, after nearly a year as a fugitive, offered to cooperate with the government. Meisner said that in 1974 Scientology had mounted an all-out attack on U.S. government agencies the church thought were interfering with its operations ["opperation Snow White"]. He himself supervised Washington operations. With another agent, he broke into the IRS photographic-identification room and forged the credentials that they used to enter various government buildings, steal and copy keys left carelessly on desks, pick locks, and steal and copy government files.

With Meisner's testimony, the FBI obtained search warrants and, on July 8, 1977, raided Scientology headquarters in Washington and Los Angeles. Agents in Los Angeles seized 23,000 documents, many stolen from the U.S. government, plus burglar tools and electronic-surveillance equipment. The scope of the espionage operation was staggering. In a Justice Department agency, a Scientology employee-plant actually worked in a vault containing top-secret CIA and defense documents. Other Scientologists entered on nights and weekends and ransacked offices, including the Deputy Attorney General's, stealing highly secret papers and copying them on government copiers.

On October 26, 1979, nine high Scientology officials stood before a federal judge and were found guilty of theft or conspiracy charges arising from their plot against the government. Heading the list was Mary Sue Hubbard, 48, who had supervised the operation. Hubbard himself and 24 other Scientologists were named as unindicted co-conspirators.

Since the convictions, many former Scientologists have come forward to tell stories they had previously kept secret for fear of Hubbard's Guardians. In Boston, attorney Michael Flynn has filed a $200-million federal class-action suit for fraud, outrageous conduct and breach of contract on behalf of a former Scientologist and others who have been abused by the cult.

But Hubbard and his Scientologists have not been deterred. After last fall's convictions, they issued an appeal for volunteers for the Guardian counterattack, "to ferret out those who want to stop Scientology."

The lessons of Hubbard's Church of Scientology are many. As history demonstrates, when a fanatical individual employing powerful communication skills gathers an entourage of followers, infects them with his own delusion, persuades them that the outside world is hostile and they alone can save the world, and exacts blind obedience, the collective may break the fabric of civilized restraints and descend into terrifying crimes. Convictions, seized church documents, stipulated evidence and defectors' affidavits demonstrate that Scientologists have already indulged in burglary, espionage, blackmail, kidnapping, false imprisonment, and conspiracies to steal government documents and to obstruct justice; some have committed suicide. The parents of a teen-age girl, after following her into Hubbard's entourage for several weeks, issued an urgent appeal last January to help prevent "what we believe could be another mass murder or suicide."

Above all, the 20th-century record of leader-cults demonstrates that such collectives need watching. Nothing in our legal tradition requires us to shut our eyes to a racket religion simply because it masquerades and claims immunity under our First Amendment. As the late U.S. Supreme Court Justice Robert H. Jackson pointed out, the Constitution is not a suicide pact.

Nuværende humør: indescribableindescribable
Nuværende musik: Three 6 Mafia " Wheres Da Bud "

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Jan. 9., 2006 06:10 pm Just A Survey

Skaters Survey
Do you skateboard:Everyday
Do you ride regular or goofey:Regular
Do you like skateparks or just skating on the street:Anywhere with smooth ground and small shit
Whats the worst part about skateparks:Lurkers
Whats the biggest poser trick:Boneless
Whats your easiest flip trick:Kickflip
Whats your hardest trick:Hardflip
Whats your best trick:Hardflip
Whats your best trick in switch:FS Bigspin but they really don`t count. If not then FS Shove
Whats your favorite trick to do:Hardflip
Why do you skate:For fun
Whats your favorite skate clothes:Gnar hoodies
Whats your favorite skate shoe:I Like Fallens but I wanna buy some Emerica
Whos your favorite skater:Bryan Herman, Chris Cole, Braydon, Dustin Dollin, Garret Hill, Matt Allen, Leo Romero, Tommy Sandoval, James Brockman, Any gnardude
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You've been totally Bzoink*d

Nuværende humør: boredbored
Nuværende musik: The Descendents " Clean Sheets "

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Jan. 5., 2006 03:17 pm Girl I Love You So, Don`t You Ever Go

Another post like this

Jew stole my jacket

Hardflips are the greatest

Visorless visorhat is loved surprisingly

Warm/Freezing weather

Kyle has a lot of damaged goods at his disposal

Good For Kyle

I decided I`m getting my lip pierced

Took very little convincing

I`ve started writing musings

New Years Strep Throat

Homos January 27th Cave 9

Need my permit

I know Lesbians now

Sheryar is now adopted by 3 parties

RAWR I`m angry!!!


Leo is on Baker

Thats good news

I hate your floor

Destroy that hit-list I made also....someone might find it and get freaked out

Ride around nothings


No Christmas Presents None Given

The Great Rock N` Roll Swindle

Silly Thing

What You See, You Can`t Get, Nothings Free, Nothings Set, Don`t Be Fooled By The Signs, Don`t Read In Between The Lines,

A good man is hard to find, Only strangers sleep in my bed, My favorite words are " goodbye ", and my favorite colour is red

Elmo isn`t as interesting to me anymore

Less stoked on homos show but still stoked nonetheless


Blood Hands

I need hair dye

I took my first bath ever last night

I`m wearin` a white T

The U

Red Bull is the best

I`m gonna start stealing it

Somethin` Else

I wanna hit someone over the head with a bass guitar

Hammer Toes


I want a dream lover so I won`t have to dream alone

Random Lyrics

Something I Never See, Girl I Love You So, Don`t You Ever Go, Since You Been Hangin`Round, My Worlds Been Upside Down, Girl I Love You So, Don`t You Ever Go

So what are you trying to say?

Nuværende humør: awakeawake
Nuværende musik: The Professionals " Silly Thing "

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Dec. 27., 2005 03:24 pm You should`ve seen it, it was a bloody Christmas

Fuck Christmas I`m not gonna talk about it.


I don`t care how you`re Christmas went or what you got.




I saw the Great Rock N` Roll Swindle ( Sex Pistols ). Sid Vicious is gnar. At a show he picks up his bass and bashes someone in the head with it. He carves " Gimme A Fix " into his chest.



edit (2 years later) : how gay

Nuværende humør: soresore
Nuværende musik: The Nowhere Squares " Clever Little Hands "

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Dec. 22., 2005 03:58 pm " I`m A Big Fan Of Genocide "

July 22nd : " I ended up throwing up on Becca`s living room floor but at least I didn`t break anything like I usually do. "


July 25th : " First of all I punched Neal in the face at homewood park but he had it coming to him for talking shit "


July 28th : " Oh and I drank in the shower and walked through Best Buy drunk. Nothing cool happened yesterday and now its today. "


August 1st : " They all love me I`m a rockstar.... "


August 6th : " Its True "


August 11th : " I`ve been wearing two different shoes for about a month now. "


October 7th : " I stole a new wardrobe from the thrift store yesterday. "


October 10th : " My head being slammed into the floor "


October 31st " I haven`t skated in two days.........I`m sore all over. "


November 2nd : " I drank some beers and slept on some couches for my Halloween. "


November 5th : " There was a dunking tank ( like at carnivals ) and Kyle dunked Peter ( Owner of Faith ) and Ben Gilley ( Pro 50-50er ). "




December 2nd : " I enjoy them a lot "


December 4th : " Zach Jones is sore on bad comments "


December 19th : " Drinking yourself to sleep is very easy. 3 oz. shot glasses. 4 shots a can = 12 ounces. Simple division "


Nuværende humør: creativecreative
Nuværende musik: The Animals " Good Times "

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Dec. 20., 2005 06:09 pm I Have Great Posts Except Now

ljCuss - 20 Public Entry Version

ass 3

How dirty is your LJ?

How much have you been cussing?
Created by g0thm0g!

Nuværende humør: Nothing
Nuværende musik: Dead Man In Reno

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Dec. 19., 2005 04:51 pm Its All A Long Goodbye

I find it horribly rude not to say " Hello " or " Goodbye " to someone. Its very very rude to do. It makes me very mad when someone I know doesn`t even say those words. Its a slap in the face. It leads to false judgement.


Drinking yourself to sleep is very easy. 3 oz. shot glasses. 4 shots a can = 12 ounces. Simple division.


Everyone should be able to read and write. Its ridiculous not to be able to.


I smell very good today.


My house is open to all. Come by and drink with me.

New song. Its good.

Nuværende humør: accomplishedaccomplished
Nuværende musik: On Broken Wings " More Than Life "

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