np:::> White Zombie - Thunder Kiss '65 (The Remix That Wouldn't Die Mix)

I feel a change, once again.  Everything that I van think of is slowly changing shape and form.  Everything is doing a 180.  Including people and relationships. 

As you have read in my last entry...well IF you read tha piece of crap...Yg is dead.  This is my final entry here as Yg, The War Goat.  To me, Yg is the old Erick.  Yg was social guy whom only wanted friends and fun.  Party's and plays.  Shows and travels.  Those have been achieved.  I have caused reuin in one friend's life and our relationship with eachother.  I have told some people not to stay in contact with me, out of the simple fact they are insane.  Others I am now closer to than ever before. 

All Yg wanted was love.  H e got love.  All Yg did was ruin it for himself.  He did that rather well.  To be honest, I am going to miss this site, So much history between it and I.  But I have written so many entries and compiled so many thoughts, that it would be silly to quit writing.  I have a new journal.  I won't say what my user name is.  Nor what site I am making use of.  I have hints across this site, I love games and riddles.  Do you?

~~Catch me if you can!  I am the Gingerbread man!  Only I'm not made out of gingerbread.  And my womb wasn't an oven.  But I have been eaten alive...~~

np:::> GWAR - Flesh Column (parts I, II, III, & IV)

Yg ran further away from the cat warrior, he had not the speed nor agility that sleek creature possed.  Yg was lost warrior who was now a simple squater.  He wanted no fights, but this creature did. 

Yg has changed his life style and only wanted to make friends, people whom he could trust.

This creture was after his life, soul, and everything he stood for.  Yg was simply doomed.  As he ran through the thick brush, cutting his legs in tiny slits.  He kept running, doing his best to keep his breathe at a steady pase.  No luck on that end, though.  The cat warrior had vanished.  It was a sleek blond-ish color, slim, slender, and sneaky as well.

Yg stopped on a stream, his hoove has become engulfed in the mud and muck.  He pulled and tugged but to bo avail.  He was stuck, and stuck good.

Brush shifted.  Yg's ear's twisted outword.  And from his left side, the warrior used it's razor-sharp fangs to bite through his left elbow, as if were a soft mellon.  It used it's long, peal-white clows to gouge a gaping hole through his soft belly.  He dropped.  The his flesh made for blood gave away, and that said blood poured into the stream.  As Yg gazed up, the last thing he would ever see were the warriors faded ivy eyes.

np:::> GWAR - Ham On The Bone

Fun weekend.

I went to Riche's house and her hooked up his guitar stacks to terrorize people, yet again.  We found a couple of CD's with cartoon themes on them.  Heh, heh, heh.  The plan was to meet Matt at Jim's house and the four of us go to Westmoreland Mall.  Matt's buick was sitting in the driveway so Rich and knew it was all good.  We were blasting the classic Spider-man theme as we backed in.  And other songs.  Jim and Matt got a good kick out of it.  I came to Jim's house bearing a gift...hot sauce!  Matt took Jim and Rich took me to the mall, and we all met up.

At the Mall )or Maul, as I like to call it now) I bought the Boy Sets Fire EP, Live For Today for myself.  And a second copy for Ellsworth, as well.  I also purchased a thick, black Sculley cap.  It's comfy as hell, but big.  And I saw a good number of people. as well.  Sara, Raff, and Carrissa was there with George and...Hollie.  Thanks you Jim for standing in front of me so she didn't see me, but I know she did.  We made eye contact.  I felt this horrible warm, large tigly rush of trouble wave down my body, so I left with Jim and made the purchase of an orarange slushee.  Yummy. 

I think it is hard to find hardcore girls.  I think it is even harder to find a black girl who doesn't walk away from me when I try to talk to one, even to be friendly.  I met a black hardcore girl at thr maul named Raven who's fucking cool as Hell.  She gave me a Boy Sets Fire pin.  And she goes to Cal U, with Jim.  That was cool, meeting her.

Raven: I mean, everybody likes Bouncing Souls, right?

Sara: No.

Me: Nope.

Jim: No!

Matt: The suck!

Haha.  We left the Maul and headed to Unique Ink to see if Nick could price a tattoo idea Jim has.  That's when Matt's sister Cathy called.  She was in the hospital.

Her and Crystal were in a car wreck.  Crystal was in a different hospital, and Cathy in Jefferson.  So Matt, Jim, and i drove to the hosspital listening to GWAR until we got there.  Cathy had a broken ankle. That's all.  Oh, and major brush burn style bruise across her chest thanks to the seatbelt.  From what I gather, Crystal was busy with the "Cell Phone of Doom" and almost hit a car that pulled out in front of her, and he hit a telephone pole.  So we took home and went to the truck stop for food.  then we took Jim home, and I crashed a Matt's house for the night.  Cathy and I slept in the living room, since his couch is an "L" shape and the size of two couches.

I woke up when his cat stepped on my crotch at 8 A.M.  Damn cat.  I stayed with Cathy ans the sister Carla made us breakfast.  Steve at all of Matt's food though.  Matt was pissed.  So later in the day, Matt syphoned gas out of Steve's truck for his Buick.  Matt got a mouthful of gas, it was funny.  By this time, his mutual punk friend Tyler was with us.  Tyler is funny.  We drove around and when hicks tried to impress us with peeling out, matt's did a better job and passed them up in his old Buick.  HA!We went ot Justin's house and hung out with him and Oplinger.  Tyler, Matt, and I also explored an empyt house.  It smelled funny.  I came home after a weekend of a large buick and listening to Street punk, crust punk, and GWAR.

Leave it in the soap-dish.

np:::> EC8OR - Gimme Nyquil All Night Long

I visited Emily, yesterday.  I needed that.  She's so wonderful.  I never want to ruin a friendship like the one I have with Emily.  She so great.  Haha.  I feel like I am turning emo, honestly.  he even burned me a copy od Simple Plan's "No Pads, No Helmets, Just Balls" cd.  They are the meaning of the word emo, I swear.  She hugged me so tight that it urt...I'm going to miss her to death when I leave in a couple of weeks. 

I am working and extra four days at the truck stop.  6 in the morning until 2:30 in the afternoon fueling trucks and emptying garbage cans.  That paycheck will be in just in time for when Boy Sets Fire come to Cleveland to play.  My dad is taking me out to see them!  This is because we can't go to Boston.  <insert frowny face here.  Thank you.>  But he's taking me to go see Boy Sets Fire on my last free night, October 20th.  Since thy are playing in Pittsburgh on the 22nd, but that's my ship-out date.

I went to the strip bar with Coke, last night.  Yes, again.  Tiffany was there, yes again.  She came behind me, grabbed my ass, and started to tickle me.  Any girl who find outs that I am ticklish...let's just say evil results are ahead.  She was drinking orange tequila something.  But wasn't drunk.  The she put her mouth up to my ear and something I thought I'd never hear.  "I want to molest you."  I just stood there, speechless.  I wanted to ask her for her number or if she wanted to go out sometime before my bootcamp.  When I was starting to ask her, she had to go dance.  She had follow schedule.

Josh and I then went to Denny's for some food.  Crystal and Cathy showed up, as well.  i went home feeling like a jackass.

~~Our moment is only in today.  If I never sleep, then Today will never end.  Our moment will never end.  I would rather die, then see Tomorow.~~