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Feb. 16th, 2006 @ 10:11 pm is anyone there
I have returned after a very long absence....for absolutely no reason at all! Goodnight Dearest Darlings....
And it turns out she really was a whore after all this time

Where Ego's Fly
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Mar. 19th, 2005 @ 09:22 pm I had wriiten something...how we all believe in you
I'm not going to bother rewriting what I wrote...

Goodnight!
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Mar. 15th, 2005 @ 11:10 pm FABIO PETOSA...yes that is my actual name....
FABIO-----> Bean Grower
Alessandro------> Defender of Men, taken from Alexander the Great
Petosa-----> no clue...although sadly I think its originates from Portugal...(poor me :S)
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Mar. 15th, 2005 @ 11:05 pm MY NAME IS...
FABIO ALESSANDRO PETOSA!!!! or
FABIO PETOSA!!! or
FABIO

that should clarify any questions regarding my name.
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Mar. 15th, 2005 @ 07:10 pm Snowball Fight!!!!!!!
Today I was involved in a legendary snow ball fight. Some of you may think...Fabio, you're 20 years old...you should be more mature. To that I say, firstly, no one will come to your funeral and secondly, my opponent is turning 27 in a few weeks.

Overall I would have to say that I may have had the edge in battle. He was strategically positioned, hiding behind a huge maple tree that is on my front lawn, and with one of my neighbors cars located in the path of the only prime shooting angle I had. I had no privileges of that sort. Even though I was attacking from an elevated position, I had nothing to shield me as my entire rock garden is covered in snow. Also I was barefoot...(it was very much a spur of the moment activity). Anyway, I have declared myself the victor due to my dodging of many throws, my creativity in attacking, and finally I was the only one to score an outright hit to the head of my opponent.

So there you have it! If anyone cares to take part in a snowball fight let me know...my dream has always been to have one of those giant snowball wars; the result of watching Donald Duck taking on Huey, Louis and Dewey and thinking it was the most brilliant thing I had ever seen.

So there it is...and remember "early though the laurel grows, it withers quicker than the rose"
My time will come...will it be by your hand!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Mar. 15th, 2005 @ 07:05 pm Private Phone Numbers....
What's the point! You're the one calling the person...if you are so frightened of them knowing your number, why the hell would you want to speak to them. Also, if you're trying to keep your number a mystery...WHITEPAGES! CANADA 411...(insert any other information source here). So I will end as I started...WHAT'S THE POINT!
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Mar. 13th, 2005 @ 09:26 pm Leaves a Sense of Bitter Accord
Yeah, so after the comment from the last entry, I suppose there can only be improvement in my numbers...lol. I am actually quite tired, although without real reason it would seem. The end of March and beggining of April have notoriously been life altering months for me. It seems that coinciding with the arrival of spring is a loss of what once was. Although the changes have historically been very positive, in the moment they seem unbearable. This tradition has been going on for as long as I can remeber, but the last 4 years have brought about the greatest changes. I guess you'll have to stay tuned to find out what this year will bring...

Fabio
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Mar. 13th, 2005 @ 01:27 pm A return, perhaps
Current Mood: amused
Hello All,
And by all I mean probably the staff at co-op, and by the staff of co-op I mean Mazzy. Since this journal entry is appearing as a result of your suggestion that I need to "write". You are probably right, my therapist also suggested I write :P, I'm joking of course, I have no therapist, I feel that would just lead to my not being as interesting as I curently am. Anyway, I'm in the process of researching for my business plan. So I guess on that note, farewell, and there may be more journals to follow, so please stand by.

Sing me a song!

Fabio

PS: ever notice how the little mood animal always looks the same.....
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Jan. 25th, 2005 @ 12:01 am to what end
Current Mood: contemplative
i could of course continue to write in live journal, however this seems entirely pointless. this entry will probably never be read again. death to my live journal....
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Nov. 1st, 2004 @ 11:39 pm Prologue to Game Over
Current Mood: pessimistic
Yeah....definetly game over. I really can't get into this...it just seems too pathetic. Sorry to the people out there that really love it. I mean i'll try it a few more times, that's why this is only the prologue to game over...but if things have truly plateaued in the world of live journal then it ultimately will become game over.

Goodnight
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Oct. 21st, 2004 @ 11:10 pm Prologue to Game Over
Well i'm listening to my brothers radio show at the moment....www.cjlo.com.... Thursday night's from 10pm-12pm. They just finished playing Black Box Recorder, and now they've got Disco 2000 (Pulp) playing. Overall some pretty good stuff so far. As for my day/week...i've been entirely desensitized to the repetition of non-gratifying work.

Whatever.

***censored***

Except...does my enjoying to eat pasta with butter make me more odd, less odd, or no variation in oddness, compared to my current state?


Game Over
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Oct. 16th, 2004 @ 09:16 pm prologue to bed....BUT I DON'T WANT TO
Current Mood: contemplative
This is prologue to bed...although maybe not. There are many variables that must be considered before it is possible to make such a bold statement. The desire to sleep is present, however not yet overpowering. I feel that this unwillingness to sleep, when the opportunity presents itself is bound with the undeniable loathing we develop as children for bedtime. Coupled with our conditioned hate for bedtime is the need to "live". Although not as recent a phenomenon as stress, our longing to experience or partake in pleasurable activities requires us to ......


There you go, now that you've all (perhaps 1-2 people) read a quasi coherent philosophy of why we choose not to sleep, there is no doubt that sleep will come. Sleep is quite a popular theme in music as well:

How can you Sleep at Night...(Manic Street Preachers)
I got you on my mind in my sleep...(Richard Ashcroft)
If I could sleep forver...(Dandy Warhols)
So Scared to sleep, but scared to wake now....(Iron Maiden)
Wake up in a city that doesn't sleep...(take your pick)
Sleepflower...(Manic Street Preachers)
Sleeping on a Train...(Monster Movie)
And I wish you’d think about me before you go to sleep....(Roxette...just for you Mazzy since you'll probably be the only one to read this while listening to christmas carols in the fish bowl)
So Sleep, Silent Angel, Go to Sleep....(The Hollies)
Where did you sleep last night...(Nirvana)
Can you sleep tonight...(Manic Street Preachers)
Wait for sleep...(Dream Theatre)
Now all I want to do is sleep...(Garbage)
Come to you as you sleep...(Radiohead)
I'm not gonna to sleep...(Radiohead)
How Do You Sleep?....(John Lennon)
You better get some sleep tonight ...(Rolling Stones)
And sleep for a while and speak no words...(Manic Street Preachers)

He See's you when your sleeping!....(Anyone who's ever sung a Christmas Carol)

SO THERE YOU HAVE....This is just a diminutive sample of sleep references made by artists in their lyrics. Therefore just like we always hear songs about love....maybe we should start paying a bit more attention to sleep!!!

Goodnight! AND Sleep Well!
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Oct. 15th, 2004 @ 04:11 pm Prologue to 5
Current Mood: indifference
I really doubt anyone will actually read this the day it is posted since no one knows i'm here :)
I'm at work listening, listening to lipstick traces by the manic street preachers. Maybe Mazzy or Nafisa will now that i've told them....hey the two of you....fellow co-workers in bleak boredom. Nabil just scared the crap out of me....he knocked on my door, and i haven't had human contact in about an hour.
Looking forward to going home....I think some pool will suit me well tonight, nothing like a pub and 15 balls :D
Well that's all for my first journal...I hope that they become more interesting for everyone else as time goes on.
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