brittydrake

Why do I even fucking try? God damnit I want to cut myself.


Bad day. Bad mood.

winter in michigan would be nothing to me without hockey never leaving my brain.

watching hockey on tv. going to lumberjacks games. using sneaky methods to get into griffins games for free. filming hockey games. building ice rinks in parents back yard. driving across state to go to Red Wings games. Random trips to Canada. Paying too much money for expensive icetime. skating in parks all day with friends. Playing hockey video games. waiting for Central Park to freeze over. I like playing hockey. Spending all day in 10 degree weather until your feet are numb skating outdoors.


my sister made this.
I am #13 :)

these should be ready to go by the end of this week. so without seeming self-aggrandizing, i thought it would be relevant to at least a few peoples interest to tell me if they want one so i can save one for you before we go on tour in the inconceivable situation that we'd run out.

just comment or e-mail me: damagesmi@gmail.com
with the subject header of Love's Labor EP and i will save one for you.

i made 100 booklets with handwritten lyrics and the CD enclosed. they are also hand numbered () if that sort of thing strikes your fancy.

we'll also have new shirts soon.

taken by joelle

from the photo shoot for a new DAMAGES t-shirt

you've got big plans and you've got big dreams and i can't squeeze myself in without tearing some seams.

i've always been one for social networking sites. since i feel nervous and awkward in real life and do annoyingly weird things when i first meet someone (i.e. introducing myself with my full name a bunch of times, etc. etc...) it always seems like this is the best route to meet someone. i've been on makeoutclub, lipstickparty, madradhair, livejournal (wha? yeah i've met people from this), friendster (the next big thing, hah!), facebook, and then of course the "almighty" myspace. i even signed up for a "niggaspace" which i instantly deleted.

what i'm trying to get at here is that i've finally resorted to a real dating site, and it is jdate.com a jewish singles dating website. my about me reads:

do you date immature men? i like comic books, TV, magic: the gathering and music of all sorts. i am in a band, i love the outdoors (in the sense of i can appreciate the majesty, i don't care for hiking.) i'm looking for a girl who is into going out to eat, watching seasons of TV on DVD, movie marathons, cereal, and bike rides.

who wouldn't be into me?



much to my chagrin, i signed up a week ago and i've had 1 hit.

I can't tell if I am awake or dreaming...


Life has been pretty damn good lately. The record store will be open soon, shows have been great and friendships are strong (though many are long distance). Lydia is fun and doing well in school.

I met this really nice girl in Chicago. I like her a lot.
I'm a little bit nervous about it though... I don't want to get in deep and then just have it fall apart like always. I think that I might be too intense. God damnit I don't know. Fuck.
I don't know how to be in a relationship. I either like the person too much, too fast and scare them away, or am not interested enough and then I fuck it up.

Whatever. We'll see what happens.

for very friend that is not a member of bike pirates :
another victory for cyclists:
The case involved two bicyclists who were riding abreast on a two-lane road.

A policeman was driving behind them, passed them, and observed that the bicyclists didn't single up even though there were two more cars behind them. The policeman stopped ahead and directed the bicyclists to stop, but they did not. The policeman then followed the bicyclists, turned on his lights and sirens. When the bicyclists still refused to pull over the policeman finally used his taser to stop the bicyclists.

The bicyclists were then charged with:

* Resisting arrest
* Disorderly conduct
* "Operating a bike in the roadway"
* Failure to comply with the order or signal of a police officer


The judge ruled:

* The bicyclists may have been rude for riding two abreast but were breaking no law in Ohio--not the law requiring bicyclists to ride as far right as practicable (the lane was of non-sharable width), nor the law against impeding traffic, nor the law about riding abreast (which, in Ohio, does not require bicyclists to single up when impeding traffic)
* There is no law at all that bans "operating a bike in the roadway"
* Because the bicyclists were not breaking any law, the police officer had no basis to stop, detain, or arrest them and therefore all other charges were dismissed

The ruling is made more significant because (unlike most minor court rulings) this ruling has been published and so can be cited as a precedent in other cases.

fucking cool, ohio is ten times the state indiana is...also, im kind of a poser, as since snow has come i've not been riding my bike all to much. I'v ben at home way more, but just the same, two wheels. also, i have a huge folder on grand rapids brewery history. cool. also, pretzel bunz

i found my morrissey pin that i lost at that touche amore show. i don't feel so mixed up anymore.

what a crazy night. dfj and i just went to some weird womens club party out of nowhere, got really drunk off of a bunch of wine, somehow broke a door and broke one of my toes on my right foot.


THE FIRST SNOW


uploaded from my crappy phone camera




( party!!!! )

this is my father and I. The reason I look so grum is because my team was down 3-0 and we roared back with 2 quick goals going into the 3rd period at 2-3, then somehow blew it bigtime and lost 2-7. I wish my moustache grew in as full as my fathers. either way, my hockey team is in last place on the wednesday nights mens league at lakeshore sports center. The last couple games I have been progressivly getting worse. I was only a -1 last night in a game that our team was a -5, but I still don't feel like I contributed at all.

Who cares though right?

Upon getting naked with my team and showering after a shameful loss, my body was left smelling like mango body wash. Then a quick rub on of some apricot deodorant and I was out the door smelling like the best hockey player Muskegon has ever smelled, I assure you. I rode my bike (with about 40 lbs of hockey equiptment) to the game from my parents. I keep my equipment there because it is only 1 mile from the ice place and they have more room to sprawl my stuff out to dry. When going around back (its all woods) i notice my bike is gone. Fucking A right? Trying to save a little gas, since my truck is in the shop which I will soon have to fork over $800+ in repairs, i need to buy gas as little as possible. Some mother fucker HAD to have followed me in, because there was no way in hell some random person is going to be walking through the cold ass woods that late at night, or ever for that matter. Now I am left without my winter bike, and have to buy a new bike trailer hitch. Just cause some dumbfuck piece of scum can ride my bike i put my heart and soul into. But I sit with it, knowing I have a supreme idea in my head how I can people like them suffer in extreme agony.

So I come to you Livejournal friends to see who wants to go in with me and buy one of those GPS tracking units they sell for dogs. I have decided in my spare time I want to purposely leave expensive bikes with the GPS system installed in the seat tube of the bike, so that when it gets stolen, it can be tracked down. The look on the mother fuckers face when I walk into their house with a baseball bat will be worth all the money it costs. Then after that, its like free entertainment right? That seems like a better idea for my life than anything I have going for me now right? Who else is in besides Bike Steve?

Name: Casey James Loring
D/o/b: 02/02/1987
Occupation: bike theif destroyer