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Yes, I'm multi-casting my Journal enteries on both LiveJournal and MySpace now. I do feel like I might be missing a locale. In any event...

Yeah, I know I haven't been updating as I'd like. I meant to do this a couple of days ago, but fuck, at least the page is updated nicely, and I'm posting now. I was watching LoadingReadyRun.com - oh yeah, I'm BIG into nerdhumor lately - but I felt that this would be a better use of my time. So, on with the insanity.
 
First off, I'd hate to start this way, but both of our feline pets have died in the past two weeks. Our one-year-old kitty "Meow" died due to neighbor dogs breaking through under the fence and attacking her. A sad way to go. Just eight days later, our nearly-eighteen-year-old cat "Kitty Baby" simply walked away from the house. The dogs surrounding us didn't attack her, she just left. So, now we're in the process of obtaining a new kitty, though no feline could replace those two cats in my heart. Speaking of holes in the heart - nice segue.
 
It's been a full year since I left, what many have called, "The Big Fucking Mistake", but what I've preferred to call "The Social Experiment". Going to Indiana was as much about love as it was to see if I could integrate into normal adult society. Short answer: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO- You'd have to have seen Zero Punctuation to get that joke.
 
So, yeah, I've been a year single, and I have to say, it fucking sucks. At first, I liked not having to deal with relationship headaches. You know, having to run every single thing I do by my girlfriend for an okay. However, a year after, I miss the companionship, the love, the pussy. Yeah, I forgot to mention that I'm not censoring myself as much as I used to. That's right, I used to hold BACK. So, yeah, loneliness fucking sucks, but oh, well. My fault.
 
I've been playing a lot of videogames to occupy the time and further ruin my social prospects. Guitar Hero World Tour - soon to be replaced with Metallica - Rock Band, God of War, Kingdom Hearts, The Bouncer, Resident Evil 4, a LOT of Resident Evil 4, and the one game that's dominated my free time, City of Heroes. For those who haven't moved onto the big MMO juggernaut known as WoW, I'm on the Guardian server, usually flying around as Trunks from DragonBall Z. Yeah, I just guaranteed my celibacy for life with that one.
 
So, on to Music. 2009 seems to be gearing up to be an awesome year for metal. Metallica and Guns N Roses released some not-terrible releases at the end of 2008 to start things off, and we've already seen a sweet fucking release by Static-X, "Cult of Static". Marilyn Manson also has some songs leaking from "The High End of Low" coming out, and further down the line: KORN! Yup, this year's gonna fucking rock.
 
So, that should be everything I've been up to lately. I'll try to be more productive than I have been. See you guys in the near-future.
 
-J
P.S. Go here and watch everything:
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/videos/view/zero-punctuation


 
 
 
 
 
 

 The story I am about to tell you may sound weird, but no weirder than the fact that it has been on my mind for the past 12 years, nor the fact that it's 100% true.

The year is 1995, going on 1996. I was at the Oakland Colliseum for the 5th Annual Primus Freak-Out, and I was enjoying every second of it. I witnessed a pre-"Santa Monica" Everclear, who seemed more Green Day than "A.M. Radio" at the time, and I also witnessed Tool before AEnima was even a pipe dream. "Sweat", "Prison Sex", and "Sober" were the only songs I knew. After being wrecked in the moshpit alongside Kevin Loura, Luke Bisi, Steve, Joey, and the rest of my Anarchy friends, I decided to sit in the stands, so I could enjoy Primus with all of my attention.

As I sat down, I noticed this really, REALLY cute girl sitting next to me. She was with others, so I simply smiled. She smiled back, and even introduced herself. It was instant attraction. We talked during Primus, we talked after Primus, we even exchanged phone numbers. Once we both got to our respective homes after the show, we talked on the phone until 6A.M., which was when we decided we should date. Since she lived in Foster City at the time, we couldn't see one another, but nearly every night for six months, we talked on the phone.

The second time we ever met was in mid-June, the day after Mount Eden finished up it's schoolyear. I took a bus over the San Mateo Bridge into Foster City, and we met up at the mall. She showed me around, we took in a movie, we walked to her house, and...well, you can imagine what happened next. We only met once more after that, three days later, but the summer caused us t odrift apart. Just before the school year, she called and said we could no longer be together, due to our conflicting school schedules. I understood, but I couldn't say that I wasn't sad about it.

Soon after, we lost touch with one another, and for 12 long years, I never sopke to her. Now, I can't seem to get her out of my mind. She liked the music I did (Primus and Manson, etc.), which is always Priority #1 in my book, she was drop-dead gorgeous (Priority 2), and she really knew how to be passionate (I wish I could say the same about my 15-year-old self, but as Crystal would agree to, I'm wasn't exactly Don Juan). She was, and is, my ideal girl, and until Beverly came and went, the standard on which I judged all of my relationships.

Now, why post this? Why air 12-year laundry out in the open? Simply put, I would like to find her again. I tried to find her on my own, but to no avail, I was unsuccessful. Hopefully, if my friends could assist, I could have a better chance. do I wish to reconnect with her? Of course. Our love of similar music, our taste in cartoons - The Critic, in paticular - she was one of my best friends, and I never like to lose friends. Do I still love her? Well, that's a tough one to call.

So, if anyone could help, I would really appreciate it. If you don't directly know her, please pass this along to whomever is on your Friends List. If they don't know, please tell them how much finding he rmeans to me, and have them pass this no to their Friends List, and so on. I really would like to speak with her again. This is what I remember of her:

TIFFANY WELLS (26-28 y.o., lived in Foster City in 1996)

If smoeone knows or finds Tiffany, please tell her to contact me. Either on MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/overtureorobituary  on LiveJournal: http://www.livejournal.com/wickedboy6 or even e-mail: wickedboysix@hotmail.com It would mean the world t ome to speak with her once more. Thank you all in advance for the assistance.

John Pitts

 
 
 
 
 
 

A long time coming, I know. Not like anyone reads these anyway. Just to be on the safe side, my LJ I never update, my website I hardly ever update, and the MySpace some could consider being updated on a marginally-regular basis will carry this message. That should ensure a wide range of availability.

First off, fuck Indiana, and 99.9% of the people in it. THERE! That cleared some air. A lot of you know what happened between Shawna and I, but to others, this is the short-version: Shawna wanted me to be the typical "husband", while I don't think I'll ever change out of the atypical "slacker" I've been. She should've known this beforehand, since I always played Diablo II online when I talked to her and only cared about metal and WWE. Some people can change, but hardly anyone calls me an asshole to my face, unless I do something incredibly asinine to deserve it. I guess that means I must be a somewhat stand up guy. She just wanted someone she could mold to fit her needs, instead of either changing a bit of herself or just accepting me for who I was. Relationships are 50/50, compromises need to be made, and in the end, she didn't compromise a thing.

Next, I'm back in California, but I have no real way of being on the internet regularly. I have a computer, but it won't seem to accept an internet connection. I need to figure out the reason why, and once I do, I should be on much more regularly. Especially since Sizzler only sees it fitting for me to work two days a week, five hours a day. Bastards. In any case, I intend to come back in a big capacity, just as soon as I figure out how to get a computer I can play on indefinitely.

Now that the importances are out of the way, time for the trivial. I am INSANELY addicted to Rock Band. Thank/blame James Anger for that. I’ll assume anyone who listens to music or plays videogames knows what Rock Band is, so I'll skip the intro to it. I played this game on the Xbox 360 at James' house during my Hayward excursion, and I must say, heroin-like addiction followed. All I have is a PS2, but luckily, the version for that out-moded system is only $100. I'm still no guitar god, and apparently, so much death-metal mimicking has ruined my natural singing voice, but I am becoming quite the dynamo on drums. I consistently get 95+% on any song on Normal, am working my way up into Hard, and can actually pass numerous Expert songs. Of course, they're all stuff like "I Think I'm Paranoid", "Creep", and "Say It Ain't So", but it still counts, dammit!

I'm actually taking a break from RB at the moment, though. See, I recently obtained an old PlayStationOne memory card, so now I can play all my old favorite PS1 games all over again: Final Fantasy Tactics, Resident Evil 2, and of course, the immortal classic, Final Fantasy VII. I'm just to the part where Aerith is about to eat the big, sword-shaped, metal-chimichanga. I like Aerith's soft-spoken demeanor and tranquil grace, but I've always been a Tifa-man, myself.

On to music. Nothing new has typically tickled my fancy, but only because I don't have the internet on a regular basis. Serj Tankian, Scars on Broadway, and some new Disturbed are pretty good, I've recently discovered a band named The Birthday Massacre and a song entitled "Red Stars" that kicks the ass out of anything else on the radio oat the moment - that is, until Marilyn Manson's next opus is released. Yes, I enjoyed "Eat Me, Drink Me", but the news that Tim Skold is out (sadness ensues) and Jerodie "Twiggy Ramirez" White is back in (WTF?!? Sweetness times 9!) ensures that the next MM disc - which is reported to begin the recording process by year's end - is going to be a second coming of the "Superstar". I can't friggin' wait.

Next, I just saw "Beside You In Time", the Nine Inch Nails DVD about the "With Teeth" tour. I’ve heard everything on PHM, Broken, and Spiral, but only heard sporadic Fragile tracks, hardly any With Teeth, plus nothing from Year Zero, Ghosts I-IV, or even the just-released The Slip. However, I have to say, I thoroughly enjoyed the entire DVD. Even though it was showed on MHD, a channel that doesn't exactly have the best stereo output. Most of the guitar work and backing vocals were drowned out for the first 60% of the show. They're playing September 5th in Oakland. Let me repeat to my Bay Area friends...NINE INCH NAILS IS PLAYING THE ORACLE ARENA ON SEPTEMBER 5TH! I'm going to try like hell to make this show. I passed on Slayer/Manson last year, and I hate myself for it. Never will I consciously pass up a blockbuster show again. Since I've seen Primus, Tool, Deftones, KoRn, Orgy, Rammstein, Marilyn Manson, Cradle of Filth, and most recently Slipknot - whom were fucking amazing live - all I need to really see live is NIN, then I can call my concert viewings complete.

I do believe I've said all I need to say in this string of thoughts. There should be more when I think of it. This was definitely a lot, and I hope it answers a lot of questions you may have about the Wicked One. Enjoy, and see you all sooner than you might want to.

-Wickedevil

P.S. - Daniel, enjoy Humboldt County, the Corps, and the remainder of your years. You shall be missed, my SJC compadre.

 
 
 
 
 
 
I know I haven't updated in almost 2 months, but every time I come onto this LJ, I seem to upset someone with my posts, and I don;t want to upset anyone. Besides, nothing really impactful has happened in my life, except for the regular schedule of work-internet-sleep. I'm sorry to everyone, but my life is not all that exiting.

I end this short-ass post today with the Green Day song that has probably impacted me the most out of all of them: Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know were it goes
But it's only me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
Of what's fucked up and everything's all right
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
 
 
 
 
 
 
First off, I must apologize for a complete lack of updates on my site and my LiveJournal/MySpace (Yes, for those who read one, I have the other, check it out). I have been waiting for things to happen in my life noteworthy enough to post, but alas, all I do is work and sit at the computer, wondering when exactly will I have another shot at living life.

Okay, so I still long for love. I still want someone to hold me close, care for me as I care for them, love me as I love for them, all that jazz. Some time ago, I kind of had a breakdown in front of a new friend and possible member to Harmacy (for those who do not know what Harmacy is, I shall make a note to detail in a further post). She said I had depression because I long to be alone. I did not want people to get close, and I shut myself away from everyone because in some small way, I crave the attention. She's half-right. I shun people away, and I do do it for attention, but deep down, I do not want to be alone - I want to be loved.

I don't know why, but I guess because I never felt real love from anyone as a kid, I want to feel it now, in any way. It could be from a love (which I believe I may have soon. I'll see you soon, Indiana), from friends (which I need a few more of, I seem to be lacking there, too), or just for one night. I tire of feeling empty and alone. Everyone says I don't need someone else in my life to live it, but I always say, if you do something of importance and no one's there to bask in the glory with you, then what was the point? I think those same people also long to be with someone else - if they're not with them already. Maybe I do show an abundance of outward depression for the attention (which is bad, and I'm trying to change for the better).

In any event, happier days are coming, I can tell. Harmacy is beginning to pick up, I'm saving a bit more money than I have been over the months, and I've become a little more used to not being with someone. I still want to, but the pain is less. Anyway, Time to go. Make sure to go to my LiveJournal (http://www.livejournal.com/users/wickedboy6/), my MySpace (http://profiles.myspace.com/users/5001447), and my website (http://www.angelfire.com/ego/wickedboy6/). Late'.
 
 
 
 
 
 
September 5th, 2004. Mountain View, California. The Project Revolution tour. In between the time of 5:30 and 6:00pm.

I...Met...KORN!

Yes, I actually had the utmost pleasure of meeting my favorite band of them all. I even had my ticket signed by four of the members (Sadly, Head was unable to make it to the signing for reasons unknown to me). Also, Daniel (The Sic One), actually got to hug Jonathan Davis and talk to him a little bit. It was cool for me to meet KoRn, but this was a lifelong dream for Daniel, and I'm glad he got to finally have it.

On the concert side of things, we really only saw 3 bands: Snoop Dogg, KoRn, and Linkin Park. Snoop Dogg was alright, though it was cool that be brought an actual band out with him to play instead of just a DJ. It made things sound much heavier and cool.
KoRn obviouslt rocked like no one can, playing possibly the best set either Daniel or I have seen. They played some new songs that will be featured on "Greatest Hits Vol. 1", scheduled for release on October 5th. I actually lost my vopice during KoRn, I think during "Another Brick in the Wall".

I was never thast big of a Linkin Park fan, I liked them, but didn't love them, and I can't say that I love them now, but I do like them a hell of a lot more (Especially when they played nine inch nails' "wish", A song that I've loved for a long time and I think only I sang in the entire Shoreline), and I have much respect for them.

I should have pictures in the coming days. For now, I'll just have to be content with being deaf, mute, and having gone to one of the best concerts of my life...

...and I met KoRn.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Movie tickets (2): $11.50
Personal pizza (2): $11.00
Drinks (2): $6.75
Candy (2): $6.00
Arcade: $2.50
Seeing the face of my son enjoying Yu-Gi-Oh: The Movie: Fucking priceless!

We went to the theaters today to see Yu-Gi-Oh, and I wish they made a movie every week, because even though my wallet took a pretty severe hit, to see Jonathan's enthusiasm skyrocket throughout the entire 90-minute movie was completely worth it.

He got his Blue-Eyes Shining Dragon card - the one he wanted since hearing about the movie - and I got Sorcerer of Dark Magic - one that will fit nicely in my FiendCaster deck (Yes, I still play).

All in all, it was a day I'm sure Jonathan won't forget - at least until the new Pixar movie, The Incredibles, comes out in November.
 
 
 
 
 
 
I was lost in a contraption
Took me days to find direction
Suddenly the moments collide


A little while back, I had another revelation that, yes, Laura may have been right all a-fucking-long. I need to not care about love and just live fucking life. If love finds me, good, all the better, but I should care fucking less about that and just live my life how I choose to - hey, for all we know, we only have one to live.

I want to go back to my high school days, where all I concerned myself with was which class was the least important so I could skip and go to Tony's, which concert was the most important to save my $5 a day lunch money on, and when the next time at James' house would prosper true gaming enjoyment. Now, I have a job I can't skip, not even once, and a son that needs a constant eye on what he does, ubt I also have enough money to see 12 concerts at Arco in a row and my own fucking computer with City of Heroes - gaming nirvana if it ever existed.

I'm thinking another Hayward trip is in order, since logistically, that would be the place to throw back to my old days and live life for ME (my enjoyment). I just don't want to sit around waiting for something to happen, though, I should take the fucking initiative. I should drag James and Jason by the collars, all three of us grab everyone we possibly can, and head to a hotel and party like tomorrow is our death day.

Sound good, gentlemen?
 
 
 
 
 
 
I have decided to take down the evil evil rant I had made a while back, because I want to make the point that I have moved on from suck idiocy.

I won't lie and say I don't believe in a lot of the points I made, and I still do believe that at this point and time - love isn't for me. I won't deny it if it comes to me, though, I'm just not going to lose any more sleep because of it.

Take care all, and I'm sorry again. :D

[To those who have comments here, I apologize for removing the items you were commenting on, and for those whom have no idea what any of this means, I apologize, but it's a par of my recent past I want to forget.)
 
 
 
 
 
 
The mirror doesn't look like them
I guess it never will
What would you say
If I took a piece for me?
Happiness is your best friend
It doesn't appeal to me
Have you ever seen me?

As I talk it lets you down
You're finally used to me
But they never talk your way

The universe is in your hands
That doesn't appeal to me
What would they say
If I took a piece for me?
Happiness is your best friend
It doesn't appeal to me
Have you ever seen me?

As I talk it lets you down
You're finally used to me
But they never talk your way

The mirror doesn't look like them
I guess it never will
What would you say
If I took a piece for me?
Happiness is your best friend
It doesn't appeal to me
Have you ever seen me