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Oh hey…There’s a blog here. Totally forgot. Huh. Well I guess I should write in it? What else do you do with a blog? This feels kind of awkward, like hanging out with a friend after reconnecting on facebook only to remember why you ignored them in the first place…Hehehe…Anyway, what’s up, ether? You’re not gonna reply so I don’t really know why I’m writing. I guess this is really a place for one-way communication, eh?

So I’ll just write about me. Turkey Day was delicious, I literally did not move yesterday, and I have Sunday and Monday off yay. I think later I’ll write a story or something and post it up here. Or a poem. I just started one, it goes like this:

I’m in Hell
Counting seconds
One more flies by
And I’m out the door
Foot to the floor
I’m finally free
I could go anywhere
I would go anywhere
But there’s nowhere to go
I’m writing anarchist sentiments on my wall
I write about arson in my personal diaries
I don’t bathe and I sneer at strangers
I listen to Rage and dream of fighting
I fall asleep watching downloaded TV on my computer
My two hundred dollar phone wakes me up in the morning
Hi ho, hi ho I’m off to sell my soul
I put on a smile because the customers come first
This is my eulogy.

-Braxtron

<3 B

Well, looks like it’s about time for an update. A lot of junk has been happening over here at eternalnoob.net land and Braxton land as well. Well for starters, I’ve reorganized a lot of my files and updated the links at the top of the page to reflect that. I’ve also added a crap-ton of space to the server and new motherboard with another gig of RAM. I set up smartfooddelicious.com a couple weeks ago and that went strong until the server upgrade. The upgrade took about 2 weeks and I haven’t got to the site since…Not that I don’t have lots of content to put up there. Maybe I’ll start when I get to Utah. Which brings me to the second point of this post:

I’m about to head over to Utah on Wednesday. I’m gonna be there for like 6 weeks or something pursuing my dream of doing nothing and snowboarding. I’ll be with my BFFF, Claire:

So I’ll be there. Oh yeah, I set up a family blog too at perdunkle.eternalnoob.net. And a few weeks ago Caleb and I set up a jib on my car which is currently a three-wheeled vehicle. My mom took some video on her camera. Caleb cut it into a video using Windows Movie Maker and Rage Against the Machine. Here it is:

Welp, see ya later.
Braxton

Go to Smartfood.com right now. Send me your pictures with that delectable product. Enjoy this MP3 (Dad).

Download:

-B

I just wrote this.

Elyssa didn’t know how to sleep. Elyssa didn’t know how to do a lot of things. Every night, lying in bed, left to her own wandering mind she would grow sick of herself and the places her train of thought took her. She didn’t know how to choose her thoughts and so her thoughts chose her. When she couldn’t take it any longer she would stop breathing. She would stop breathing until she passed out and her body no longer knew how to retain consciousness. She would wake up four hours later to the same mind-numbing thought ramblings she was trying to escape. She would stop breathing once more. The next time she would wake up she would step out of her bed, her nightgown, and into a tight pair of Daisy Dukes. The same pair of Daisy Dukes she stepped into every day. Because Elyssa didn’t know how to step into anything else. This is not about the Daisy Dukes. The Daisy Dukes are just a “quirk,” something silly that a person subscribes to. Some people have to put their right shoe on before their left. Always. Some people don’t know how to turn left. Some people don’t know which gender they are attracted to or even are. These are minor psychological disorders that are (usually) easily forgiven and over-looked. But behind each of these compulsions, ticks, habits, obsessions there is something deeper. This is about those eight hours of each night when Elyssa is not awake.
Neither is she asleep.
Neither is she Elyssa.

Hey everybody!

Sorry it’s been so long since I’ve posted…At least I’ve been maybe keeping you entertained with my twitter?? either way, here is something new for you. First of all I want everyone to take a minute to go sign up for headcount.org and fightwithtools.org.

I’ll wait.
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OK, good. Just so you know, I’m bm4n on fightwithtools feel free to find and friend me there; I’ve been posting a lot of rhymes I’ve been writing up there. On to the real reason I’m posting now: Flogging Molly! Flogging Molly was one of the highlights of Coachella this year, by far. It was made even more amzing due to the face that I was with my little sister Caitlyn who, apparently, knows how to handle herself in a mosh pit! One of the guys we camped with was looking through Youtube videos and found this one:

Apparently, if you look close we’re in it! I don’t know where or at what time so I’ll just post the screenshot he sent me that is supposedly us. And I’m going to accept it as fact as it is the first time, after like a million shows, that I’ve seen myself in some one else’s photos/videos and I’m stoked on it. Here’s the screen:

You can tell it’s me because all I wore all weekend was those khaki shorts and that pink bandanna.

So that’s my update for today…See you at Lollapalooza!

Braxton

Sweet! What’s up, gang??? Long time no anything, eh? First thing: the radio show is off until I reset up my studio. I got big ideas so hopefully I can get on that (if MGS4 would please stop eating up my time, thank you!). Secondly after I got my camera I was pretty sure I’d be posting pics like every day, but instead that just didn’t happen. Well maybe I’ll start, hopefully since I like pictures and I’m pretty sure it doesn’t matter if you do. Thirdly, today I signed up for a twitter account! Twitter is like a micro-updated blog. I can update it from AIM, the Internets, or by txt! I’ve set it up so that at the end of each day all of my twitters will be posted in one blog post. You can check out all my updates at my twitter account here: https://twitter.com/bm4n or wait for the compilation at the end of the day! Well I’m sorry I haven’t posted anything, maybe when I get some time I’ll talk about Coachella this year with my sisters, or Lollapalooza, or Katy Perry, or my awesome cousins/cousins-in-law the Blakes. Anyway, I should get back to the work I’m not doing.

Peace
Braxton