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May. 27th, 2009

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

Long time no see.

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Aug. 12th, 2008

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

An interesting day to say the least

Jessica called me this morning at 12:30. Afternoon, sorry. I had told her last night to call me so that we could go to the piercing studio when it opened at 1, so that we wouldnt have to wait around for 2 hours. I told her I'd call her back in an hour. Ten minutes later I recieved a call from my friend Caroline.

A little backstory, Caroline I have known since I was 17. Originally I found her on myspace and I thought she was cute, but she soon ended up just being my weed dealer. I watched her slowly decline into a nasty heroin addiction, and she ended up doing 13 months in county for residential burglary at a nearby college. She recently got out about 4 months ago and picked up her addiction again. She called me for a ride the other day, and that was how I came into a sack of H. Fast forward to today.

Caroline was dopesick and broke and offered me a few bucks for a ride to the pharmacy to buy some rigs. I asked her what good a syringe would do if she had no dope to shoot. She explained how she had a spoon caked with resin as well as a bunch of cotton while shooting that was still saturated with dope. She was going to try and do about 3$ of dope after buying 10$ of syringes. The only reason I picked her up was to try and get some for myself.

Anyway, 3 hours later I'm back in Pasadena with $60 of H and im high as hell. I eat a sandwich at Jessicas houe and we go to the studio. I got 4 gauges pierced in my ears, which are bleeding all over my shoulders as I write this. It actually looks kind of cool.

Jessica took me to Wokcano for a belated birthday dinner since her check didnt clear last week. We stopped by Damian's moms house, who was out of town for the weekend. I picked up more coke, paid Chris and said hi to Damians daughter. Me and Jessica went back to her house and talked about our fucked up relationship.

Basically, Jessica is a total and complete flirt. We have an understanding as far as our 'open relationship' goes, but obviously I still get jealous when she hangs out wiht other guys. She is hanging out with her ex boyfriend, Art, tomorrow, and despite the fact that she paid for half my piercing, bought me a 6 pack to drink tonight, and also bought me dinner, I was kind of still acting like an asshole the entire night basically because of the fact that I thought about her fucking her ex boyfriend every 5 minutes. It took me until this point to actually tell her exactly that, but upon telling the truth she thought it was very nice of me to be honest. I fucked her doggy style and came on her chest when her brother opened the door asking for wine.

We smoked heroin and played Donkey Kong the rest of the night. I don't know if ill end up seeing her tomorrow after she sees Art or not. God knows I probably shouldnt, but damn.

The sex is that good.

Aug. 11th, 2008

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

Karaoke madness

Last night was another belated birthday celebration. I worked until 530. Something interesting did happen though.

A customer came out furious with a cup of coffee we had given to him. There was a small white larvae floating at the top of it. He got refunds and left. We decided to see how that could have possibly happened. The theater is known to have cockroaches. Customers don't often find them but since we work behind the concession counters all the time 5 or 6 days a week its not an uncommon thing to see a cockroach crawling through the ice. But it would be kind of random to find one in a brand new cup, so it had to have come through the coffee maker. We decided to take it apart.

I then saw the most disgusting thing I've ever witnessed in my entire life. A cockroach the size of a business card had been wedged between the filter and the brewing aparatus of the coffee maker, and had been feeding off the grounds. Coffee had literally been filtering through the cockroach for god knows how long. I threw up.

After work, I went home. I grabbed my coke and Colin came over. I weighed out sacks down the street and met up with Jay, Pistoli, Allison, Reece and Damian. I made 430$ in 45 minutes.

I began drinking and doing a few lines at Pauls house to pregame before going out to karaoke. around 930 I was feeling kind of trashed and didn't think it would be a wise idea to drive to North Hollywood. Jordan, a coworker of mine at the theater who also hosts the Karaoke at The Good Nite Bar, gave me a call and told me the word was out, it was my birthday and I needed to show up soon. Me Colin and Damian jumped in my car. I drove.

Tripple Kamikaze (This fucked me up)
Sang Mr. Jones by Counting Crows. (People got a kick out of it, I hate the fucking song myself)
Gin and Tonic
A kind of cute girl named Vanessa dragged me up and I sang My Own Worst Enemy by Lit with her.
Jaeger Bomb
Sang Roxanne by The Police (Don't try to sing like Sting unless you really can sing like Sting)

At this point I was pretty fucking trashed and told everyone I was going to leave. The bartender gave me a double shot of Jameson upon telling him this. That kind of fucked me over.

I don't remember the majority of the rest of the night. I went back to Pauls. He kicked us all out. Damian drove me and my car back to my house. I had phone sex with Jessica and woke up naked.

Aug. 8th, 2008

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

Happy birthday to me

These last few days have been a blur. I cant remember anything prior to yesterday, other than me and Jessica seem to have been getting closer. Actually, scratch that. I think shes getting closer to me. I more or less feel the same.

We had a very surreal and intimate moment 2 nights ago, after I randomly came into aquiring some heroin. We smoked some of it and had a very nice evening watching Requiem For A Dream. Afterwords she took the liberty of shaving me. Now, as weird as this sounds it was actually a very close and intimate experience, I don't take my shirt off for anyone. Even after all the sex we've had in the last 2 months I never once took off my shirt. I'm not sure if the drug gave me some kind of courage to get over myself but I was no longer as self conscious about my body. We didn't even have sex that night.

As for my birthday, I saw Jordan, Chelsea and Alex for Dark Knight at the IMAX in Hollywood. After nearly killing all 4 of us on the drive home I went to Shogun for dinner which I have a great picture of and will post later.

Upon coming home I found out my parents took the pill bottle that had the heroin in it. To be honest I don't even think they saw or would even know what heroin was if they did see. Nonetheless, because I was pretty much shitfaced last night I woke up after only 4 horus of sleeping and decided I'd just go searching for it in my parents room. Sure enough I found it, along with a ball of coke I had 'lost' a few weeks ago. This put me in a pretty good mood.

Anyway, last night after meeting up with some other friends at Lucky Baldwins for some pitchers (which I paid for, no one offered to buy me drinks which was strange), I saw and hung out with Jessica for awhile. We watched Rules of Attraction but afterwords I could sense she wanted me to leave. I wanted to have sex. Scratch that. I NEEDED to have sex. I was drunk and determined not to have my birthday end up like last year. After an awkward moment outside when I was about to leave she finally caught my desperation and I came back inside.

I don't even really remember having sex with her. I don't understand my need to have sex with her. Granted, I was pretty fucking drunk. And I felt a sense of relief after it was over, but I still more or less felt empty. I don't know how I should feel.

When I came home I found out Amanda actually did indeed send me a message on myspace. I will repost it here.

I'm super sorry I disappeared I've had so much bullshit going on I've been working like crazy it's been ridiculous. I know I've been a terrible person and I'm sorry. I wish I could be there for your birthday but I'm working. I miss you even though I'm sure you don't believe me. Anyways I wanted to say sorry and happy birthday and I promise I will get my phone back and call you, even though I know there isn't much faith in that.

I love you I'm sorry
amanda

Happy Birthday


I don't know what to think of any of that. I know that she has gone online since she talked to me, changed her relationship status along with her new boyfriend Charlie, and I even messaged Charlie and he said that he had talked to her within a day of me asking. So she has time for other people, just not me. I dont know why I care.

Aug. 5th, 2008

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

Oh god damnit

kittycat: whatss up
sh4zzaam: not hin
sh4zzaam: thin
sh4zzaam: fuck
sh4zzaam: drunk
kittycat: are you drining
sh4zzaam: mothrfucker we are fucke dup
kittycat: we arre
kittycat: ?


uhh post tomorrow. much to say.

Aug. 4th, 2008

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

In response to res_erection's reply

Sex has been an interesting aspect of my life ever since I lost my virginity. I was a very sheltered child and went to private schools so it was something that was burned into my brain as a special moment and connection between two people that should only come after love. Now, as a teenager edging inevitably closer to my sexual peak this began to lose meaning to me and I quickly realized that I wanted to have sex whether love was there or not. But let me explain something.

Hopefully this entry will give some of you anonymous (to me) readers some insight into what goes on when I talk about my trouble with women and my past feelings for some of my ex girlfriends. I have included pictures.

I have had sex wtih.. 5 people. Sally Miles, Jocelyn Thornton, a girl named Lauren, Amanda Borris and Jessica Rotunno.



Sally took my virginity. At/on Huntington beach. I was so nervous I didn't even come. Does that count as losing my virginity? I think it probably does, irrelevant.



Jocelyn Thornton was my first real girlfriend. She was the complete polar opposite of me. Straight A's, varsity football, honors classes, cheerleading, extracurriculars, beautiful, beautiful girl. It's a long drawn out story of how we actually met. I took her virginity and experimented the most with her for the 6 months we were together. We still used to hook up for years after we broke up.

Due to my short friendship with Lauren I do not have a picture of her

Lauren was a friends ex girlfriend. She took a like to me, we had a one night stand. I never saw her after that until a few months ago at a bar. We hugged and acted like nothing happened. I dont know her last name.



Amanda Borris. The only girl I've ever felt I have been in love with. Which may or may not be true because at this point it probably was never love more on the fact that I dont trust my own feelings anymore about attraction and connection than because it didn't feel reciprocated. This girl was amazing, or at least I thought. We shared the same interests in everything. We would hang out every single night and play Zelda, SSX, any kind of game you could think of and she loved it. I can't count how many times I had sex with her to the zelda pause screen. I fell for this girl, hard. We met on myspace, striaght up. I sent her a message, we talked on AOL for a week. Met, then saw each other every day for 3 months. I learned a lot from this relationship. I am still utterly, hopelessly, head over heels for her, even now.

Whats funny, is the sex was not that great. I had better sex with Jocelyn and was much less experienced back then (it had been 4 years since jocelyn at this point). But because I cared for her so much, even still, I think about the boring sex we had and miss it more than anything else. It didn't help that she was probably the hottest girl I had ever dated as well.

Though me and amanda broke up at the beginning of July of last year, we still saw each other a LOT. In the beginning she was still nice enough to me, and even would let me peck her on the cheek. That quickly stopped. I began obsessing. I called her incessantly and became worried if i didnt know where she was, and constatly thought of her with some other guy. I eventually got into her myspace. Three times. Three times she found out. But also, in my defense, all three times I found out she was seeing someone even though she promised she would tell me when she would. I was sick. I still am, in some ways.

It has been over 6 weeks since me and Amanda have spoken to each other. Only becuase she has not picked up her phone, I have called her at least once everyday for the past month and a half. I miss her so, so much. Theres a lot more I could say but I'll stop here. My brain knows that a relationship with her now will never work, but it feels like my heart will never keep saying yes, yes, yes.



Jessica. Jessica is a completly unpredictable insane person. Shes also very cute and dynamite in bed. Our story is a funny one. I met her on myspace at the end of december. Her profile said that she lived in Santa Cruz as well as Altadena, the town just north of Pasadena where i live. I sent her a casual message to see if she knew a few of my friends, including my best friend Kellen, at UCSC. Turns out she did know of Kellen, but had never met him.

They met sometime later and ended up dating. This gave way to a unique friendship between us. I had technically never met Jessica but talked to her online all the time. Jessica would talk to me about her feelings and problems with Kellen and Kellen would do the same. I was the unbiased third party. I quickly found out through my convorsations with Jessca that she was a complete nymphomaniac and had a lot of self-image problems. She needed constant attention from boys and did not seem to care too much about fidelity. She even told me shed fuck me as she was dating Kellen. I told Kellen this, but it didn't seem to matter anymore. They broke up before spring break.

That was the first time me and Jessica had sex. Behind Kellens back. Kellen is a little stronger than I am when it comes to relationships, and when he broke up with Jessica he got rid of her from his life completely. I have yet to do the same with Amanda. Me and Jessica continued to talk. Kellen knows that we still talk but I don't think he has too much of an idea of anything beyond that. You see, he lives in Santa Cruz still. Working at his shit job so that he can afford the Euro-trip we are going on in a month. Meanwhile, back in Pasadena, I have been having incredible sex with Jessica. I'm a terrible person, this is known.

I have to stop writing this entry is getting longer than I even thought it would ever be. I will embelish on points when the time arises. Thank you to anyone who actually read the whole thing. Here's a recent picture of myself, for those of you wondering.

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

Damn you Christian Brothers

Ok. I've had my fair share of $5.99 brandy. Bare with me.

Let me recollect what happened today. I woke up. Jessica came by last night at .. 4? She wanted alchohol. Right I think I said that. OK she left and i sent her a couple hateful text messages about how I didnt want to see her today and that shes a whore for having almost anal-sex with some faggot. Ok wait what was i getting to.

Right. I called her this morning as I was purchasing tickets to IMAX Dark Knight on thursday, for my birthday. The plan was to see the movie at 1, go to Shogun after and then have the evening to ourselves. I literally wanted to spend my entire birthday with this woman. She took offense to my drunken text messages and I went over to her house to try and sort things out.

She has social anxiety issues, this is a known fact. She made a big deal that she was angry about the texts, but worse shit has happened between us before. After talking for a few minutes I quickly realized it was moreso because she did not want to have that intimate time with my family.

Now, what she doesnt know is that my family pretty much knows everything about her. They know she is not my girlfirend, they know she is a fuck buddy. They know she doenst have a job. They know she is my best friends ex girlfriend, my best friend that they have known for 8 years. There is literally no small talk that they could have that wouldnt lead to something weird or uncomfortable for either of us. That being said, there was no convincing her to go. I tried to tell her this over the phone but the convorsation ended badly. Anyway we figured everything else out and she hung out with Andrew tonight while I went to work.

Work was nothing special. Mongol's a good movie by the way.

I came home and picked up more coke since I was out. I'm up a lot of money now and decided to spend 100$ to see Nine Inch Nails with Jessica. Me Alex and Colin hung out for a bit and then I went over to Jessicas for awhile after my dad told me to get everyone out of the house. We didnt have sex and I wasnt aiming for that anyway, to be honest I actually didnt want to hang out with alex and colin as they talked about comics and movies adamently anyway. (Their heated convorsation is what made my dad had us leave in the first place).

I tried teaching her how to play an RPG but she didnt get it .I drank wine and did lines and came home.

Writing when youre fucked up makes you feel useless.

Aug. 3rd, 2008

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

A lot of things happened today

And I wasnt planning on writing about any of them until now.

I was very tired and went to sleep about an hour ago. Jessica showed up wanting to drink some of my alchohol, for she had none.

Just before she left she told me how her ass hurt because she got fingered in the butt by the guy she hung out with tonight instead of me. After taking three shots of the brandy I just bought tonight.

Holy fuck this is so dumb.

Aug. 2nd, 2008

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

Maybe

I'm jaded.

Today was probably one of the best all around days I have had in awhile. I woke up 15 minutes before my work shift and drove in. 10 minutes late, no one sweated it. Met a nice girl at the theater, didnt feel comfortable enough to ask for her number but had a nice coversation in any case. Her name was Rochelle.

After work I came home for 5 minutes to grab my workout clothes and argue with my mom about waking up tomorrow for my uncles wake. (that should be interesting) I left and worked out with Jessica for a little over an hour and showered at her place. We went to eat at Wahoos which I had never heard of and is surprisingly enough, fucking bomb. Despite having plans to watch A Clockwork Orange with her back at her house afterwards ( I just finished the book, amazing work of literature in terms of creating an original lingo), I needed to meet up with Chris to re-up. My night more or less began here.

We went to the bowling alley to talk to Chris and wait for his boy to deliver. Chris was obviously coked out himself, and was talking to me and Jessica about how people are completely obvious when talking to him on the phone or otherwise about the various illegal activities he engages in. After hearing this he proceeded to a booth in the back of the bar, lifted up a menu that had been turned on its side to hide a pile of coke he was doing, right in the place of business. I had seen them do this before but the look on Jessica's face was priceless when she viddied it.

After a couple vodka and red bulls we proceeded to meet the dealer himself. I parked backwards on a one-way street as the man handed chris 15 grams of cocain. I need to be a little more discreet when I am drunk.

I split the sacks up at my house. By this time, after eating at Wahoos, I had heard from Allison, Pistoli, Kat, and Jen. Jen and Allison met me at my house and I took care of them right on the spot. When I got to Kats apartment she told me she was actually at her new job, a place called The Show on Colorado. Upon hearing this, Jessica, (whos car i was driving) told me to forget about her. I drove there anyway, turns out shes stripping at this place. I met her friend Johnny for the sack instead. Nice guy, I felt bad for not having more smalltalk with him, but I was busy.

Met up with Pistoli. Told me about his OxyContin hook. Wrote down the number, exchanged cash. At this point I had already paid off what I owed Chris and had over a ball left.

Ended up watching the Unrated version of 40-Year Old Virgin which I had not seen before. I had only seen the edited version on HBO about 15 times. I appreciated the Unrated one MUCH better. I had amazing sex with Jessica and came on her chest.

I left Jessicas and met up with David, sold him almost the last of what I had but recieved a call from Kevin while I he was there, who wanted to buy the last of it. He had his boy Austin come pick it up, which ended up being a guy I went to gradeschool with.

Tonight has been an unbelievable blur. All I know is the very last thing I did before making this post was call Amanda.

It hit her voicemail.

Goodnight.

Jul. 31st, 2008

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

Women are a subject I do not understand

Just after posting last night I got into an argument with Jessica about the amount of time she spends me me and amount of cocks she sucks. Granted I have no real position to have any qualms about the subject considering the fact that we are not together but I sitll have feelings. And my feelings tend to get pissed off when I get blown off so that she can fuck some other dude.

I resolved to block her on AOL and went to sleep. About 10 minutes later she came right into my room and told me that she didnt want me to be angry. Drunk, slightly coked out and tired I couldn't even believe that she just would show up like that. So how does Jessica decide to solve any problem? By touching my cock of course. We had sex for about 10 minutes and I finally just lost it and made her stop. She tried to kiss me goodbye and, holding back tears, I told her to leave.

I cannot be with someone who I am not romantically involved with. This is a fact.

As I was changing the marquee on Colorado Blvd, I had to remove Wall-E. It made me think of Amanda. The last time we hung out was a week or so before Wall-E came out, and we had made plans to see it opening weekend. I havn't talked to her since then and as I was removing the lettering I felt an overwhelming sense of anger. Anger at her, anger at her new boyfriend, anger at the fact that she has time for other people and not myself. I broke down and sent her a text message. I have not called her today, though.

Actually, thats a lie. I called her once. From the theater phone.

But thats it. Thats 7 less phonecalls than were made yesterday.

Oh, anyway. I ended up calling Jessica today. Not to apologize. I just told her that I was probably more emotional than I would have been had I been relatively sober. We didn't have much to say to each other. I'll probably end up working out with her after work tomorrow. After that, we'll see. I definitly still havn't gotten to the point of cutting her completely out of my life. Having sex with your best friends ex one month before you go on a trip with him for 6 weeks is not healthy for the mind. At the same time, she also promised me a birthday that I will 'never forget.' Ugh fuck this life.

Well, its kind of interesting.
trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

So, I'm a drug dealer

I'm currently waiting to sell someone cocaine. Is it a bad thing? Morally, socially, yes it probably is. But I have no qualms with himself. Im also drinking Carlo Rossi wine out of a dixie cup. There are 101 things wrong with me I suppose.

It's not even like I'm rolling deep in kilos or anything, I just flip sacks. Chris, a good friend of mine, gives me 3 or 4 eighths of cocain. In exchange for this I need to give him back $120 per 8th that I recieve. In most cases, I make anywhere between 20 and 70 dollers on top of that. I make somewhat decent money.

But please understand my position. This is merely a means to an end.

I am currently one $1200 plane ticket deep in a trip to Europe and Northern Africa. I barely make enough money working 35 hours a week  making minimum wage at a movie theater to meet my budget by the time I leave on September 10. Selling coke has allowed me to maintain my current lifestyle and save 100% of the money I make at my job. In essence, it works out perfectly.

I can proudly look at my bank account and see that I have not made any expenses in the last 3 pay periods. My bank account is building with no subtractions. Also, at the same time, I am able to take out jessica, pay for gas, cigarettes, beer, gum, and any other small necessity I feel like buying.

Ugh. I'm out. <3 Chemical Brothers

Jul. 30th, 2008

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

Ugh

Work.

3 eights of cocain.

Sex with no romance.

Diddy's Konquest beaten.

Oh, the earthquake ended up being a 5.8 located in Chino Hills, 30 miles to the east of Pasadena. Both Chelsea and Kellen got stuck in elevators. I kind of didn't want it to end. I want to feel the earth shake more often.

Sometimes I wish I had no feelings.

Charlie has spoken with Amanda recently. I have not. I find it funny that he can take the time to talk to me and she cannot. I really wish I knew what was going on. But I wish even moreso that I didn't care. Jessica has driven me further from much of the focused pain I have felt since me and Amanda broke up. This has honestly been the longest period of time we have not talked to each other since we met in March of last year. I suppose I should get a clue.

Through this relationship I have learned quite a few things. One, never fall for someone quickly. Keep your distance. Assess all relative circumstance before accepting someone into your life as a lover or best friend. Also, do not give someone attention or time that does not reciprocate said attention and time. At this point I am too fargone in my situation with Amanda and continue to try and call her everyday. I probably call 8 times a day. I send 2 or 3 text messages. I havnt heard from her in 4 weeks despite this. Its depressing to think about but at the same time I feel an unavoidable compulsion to do these things. All I know is once I am over this sick and twisted routine it will never happen again, with anyone.

My retarded friendship and sexual relationship with Jessica has definitely helped numb my feelings with Amanda. Although I do tend to do some of the same things with her but on a much smaller scale. It is hard for me to deal with her seeing other people, even know I know that we have an open relationship and sex is merely an act of attraction and compulsion rather than romance and love. We will have sex more than once in a day and never kiss each other, thats just the way it is.

I have quickly found that once I have sex with her, all of my frustration and anger go away. My mind is clear and I have an understanding of my jaded view of sex and relationships that now seems to haunt me. This goes away after a few hours, and after a day passes I feel the need to have sex with her again.

I need sleep. I like this song.

Jul. 29th, 2008

trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

Earthquizzake

While eating my breakfast of leftoever burger patty from 3 days ago, I just felt an earthquake. Sizable too. Details later.

Work now.
trent, reznor, nails, inch, nine

Why are you doing this?

Over the last year I have been kicking myself to start writing a blog. I even started one on blogspot and got so far as to write one huge entry of maybe three lines. My life has become increasingly more interesting as I have graduated college and moved on to make a 'life' for myself and I have quickly realized that in the end, all I am going to have are my memories. In that theme, I think that this journal should help me remember some of the good times, the bad, as well as moments that I may have forgotten about as time passes.

I am going to be as unbiased and thorough as possible, sporatic; random, even, because I am not writing this journal for anyone other than myself. I am doing it to remember how I have felt in the past and to reflect on things that I have learned. As to what is on my mind right now?

Bret from FLight of the Conchords came in to my work yesterday. I didnt reaize it was him until I told him what theater to enter after ripping his ticket, and then when he reiteratted, "What theater?" in his obvious accent it pretty much dawned on me. I waited in concession for him to come out of Step Brothers, but alas, my shitty cell phone switched to Camera mode instead of snapping a picture and i missed him. I was starstruck nontheness.

The action on film festival did also let me see George Tekai as well as Michael Madsen. I don't know what it is about seeing celebrities, but something about it sparks a certain interest in me that I feel the need to express to other people. My coworker Arther meets and works with celebrities all the time as an extra, and as even met people such as Jennifer Love Hewitt and Neil Patrick Harris. He mentions these things to me but in such a casual sense that I know he is not trying to boast, where as in some ways when i retell my story I am. Maybe it is a need to feel more important or to m ake people feel jealous. Ive tried to look into this.

It's hard to keep writing. I am going to drink more wine.

I cannot continue at the moment. Things to write about:

Jessica
Kellen
Jimmy/ Paul
Cocain
Parents
Europe

Rorschach: "Give me smallest finger on man's hand. I'll produce information. Computer unnecessary."

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