Take Cover. I'm Back. Die.

"Jesus Christ Looks Like Me, Jesus Christ..."
-Peter Steele, Type O Negative

it has been quite a while since i've written in one of these things out of the plain and simple urge to express myself (read: kill time) and to, uh, well... keep myself from getting rusty.

though most people who know me (and yes, those who think they know me...) already have a pretty good idea that i'm not exactly worth the time and effort, and feel that i rant more than i write, i've decided to, once again, continue with whatever it is i do, and will do here, for three reasons:

1. it's free
2. it'll piss some people off, or
3. give people ideas how to piss other people off

like the average musician, i find that my writing is inspired by unchanneled angst, a general loathing of 80% of the world's population and occassionally by gay shit like the "L' word and sadness and pain and suffering; the same stuff you think about when you've been staring at your computer's monitor, waiting for something gloriously genius or moving to pop into your head, and after wiping the drool from your mouth, realize that nothing relevant is going to come out... or while you're sitting in the toilet, or watching how the idiot standing in front of you in the grocery store's express lane line is unloading exactly 15 items (the usual maximum number of items allowed) from his/her cart when all you need is a pack of cigarettes and a few sticks of gum.

i think too much.

for some sick reason, i find myself answering surveys even though i think they're dumb. so for my first entry in this here new blog thing, here goes:

Full Name:	jose encabo dizon
Nicknames:	joey, joe, dude, man, bro, counsellor, chong
Birthday:	june 18th, 1980
Eye Color:	brown...tae brown
Hair Color:	n.a. shaved it off
Height:	5 feet, 8 or 9 or whatever
Best Feature:	my middle finger...gets the message across effectively
Tattoos:	two. soon to be three or four, depending how much i want to kill myself when the time comes
Piercings:	stopped wearing earrings when i got a job, higher pay without 'em. but all in all, 7- 4 on my left ear, 3 in my right.
Siblings:	one real sister, one invisible gay conscience which keeps bugging me to try and be a better person, one invisible straight but totally evil conscience, that oversees most of my daily activities
Favorites
Quote:	fuck you. bitch. die.
Color:	black mixed with blue and green. which pretty much makes...black. so black. satisfied?
Flower:	i hate flowers. they're so beautiful, so fragrant and so pleasing to look at, that they die almost instantly. what's their use then? is it all some big tease in the grand scheme of God? is he tripping out ?
Book:	the ones with the terribly sad endings. oh, and anything about rock music and the occult and shit like. i can't say that i really like 'em, though... they're just far more interesting than The Da Vinci Code or whatever fucking Danielle Steele or Jessica Zafra has got.
Alcoholic Drink:	anything except tequila. i'm already an asshole when i'm sober, so when i'm drunk i'm worse. and when i drink tequila, i go way beyond drunk. i'm... nice and groovy actually.
Non-Alcoholic Drink:	definitely apple cider. or grape juice. and good ol' coca cola.
Feature of Opposite Sex:	maybe not a feature. maybe a trait...you know, knowing what she wants and what she stands for. not some bohemian-type fashionista who's obviously watched too much MTV or listened to too much Avril Lavigne that she can;t even decide what to wear. and someone who knows when to talk and when to shut the hell up.
Ice Cream:	vanilla. if i had another choice, i'd say pistachio. but those are flavors most Filipino stores and groceries don't usually carry because everybody wants goddamn chocolate. so i buy my ice cream at dairy queen. all cool people do. i hope somebody's pressured to buy there after they read this.
Season:	winter. wow, this is a pretty unique question for a dumb survey i got online. no one's ever asked me what my favorite season is...i'm all choked up.
Video Game:	contra. old school rules. no brains, just shooting everything in sight. i know there are a lot of video games like that these days, but there's a charm to controlling two 2D shirtless mercenaries who look exactly the same and can only be distinguished from another by the color of ther head bands and pants.
Number:	Zero. No deep reason, just because there's a Smashing Pumpkins Song called "Zero." And 6...becuase if you put three of them together, the Jesus freaks leave you alone... it's sort of protection from bullshit.
This or That
Night/Day:	definitely night. less traffic, less people.
Dogs/Cats:	dogs. cats are pretty okay i guess. i like more cats than i do people.
Shoes/Sandals:	shoes. don't ask me why. i just prefer them.
Bikini/One Piece::	bikini. God, i must be REALLY bored to have come this far into the questionnaire...
Gold/Silver:	silver. kills 'em werewolves and scares them pesky vampires. gold's just.... well valuable.
Cappuccino/Coffee:	coffee. straight. black. lotsa sugar. best enjoyed with a fresh pack of marlboro reds. ahh yes, the good life...
Random
Biggest Fear:	to be dumb, hungry-for-attention and irritating like kris aquino. my second biggest fear? to pretend not to be dumb , hungry-for-attention and irritating like boy abunda.
Compliment You Get Often:	"wow, you're pretty frank aren't you?"
Regrets:	quite a few. you know how they say that you're not supposed to go through life with regrets? whoever says that still probably believes in the fucking easter bunny.
Longest Relationship:	wow...not only is this survey dumb, it's also intruding.
Are You Ticklish?:	who cares? next person who tickles me gets two in the kisser
Done Something Illegal?:	hell yeah.
Ever Been Arrested?:	almost.
Ever Been In Love?:	yes. period. end of story. end of survey.

Cheers. Next round's on me.