Boys speak in rhythm and girls in code.

First and foremost, I would like to congratulate my brother, Brian, for graduating today. The only Miller man to do it. Congratulations!!!!



I was reading some comments on pictures on Anberlin's Myspace... Someone got "Repair" on one arm and "Dismantle" on the other. This represents the song, "Dismantle.Repair" by Anberlin. Some other dude posts this quote from the bible: "Never cut your bodies in mourning for the dead or mark your skin with tattoos, for I am the LORD."... SHUT THE FUCK UP! I have said this MANY times before.... The bible was written thousands of years ago.. NEVER knowing the way we would live today. I do not believe in religion. If you know me, you know this. I believe the bible is a guideline for life that people take WAY TOO FUCKING LITERAL! ANYWAY! It got me thinking.. My favorite band of ALL time is Anberlin. Everything about them is absolutely AMAZING in my opinion. They are considered a "Christian" band, and everyone usually takes their lyrics into literal context. What about those of us who do not believe in a god or whatnot and love the music for what it is and the lyrics for Stephen's amazing words. Stop this fucking shit. Stop using quotes from a book to try and make us feel shitty! It annoys the shit out of me. Religion tears this world apart. It is horrible. I have no beliefs, but I have morals. Why can't we just live on that. Enjoy what life has to offer. Not what some fucking book promises. You live your own life. Don't thank a higher power for your success. Thank yourself for have the strength to make it. This post is all over the place. Whatever. Just fucking leave you religious comments to your fucking self. Anyone. Shut the fuck up.


-Mike

People = Shit + Strega

Another post? Within like an hour?! Wooop! I was talking to my friend Bill Aftermath and some things were brought up that made me think about friends. I fucking have 2-3 of them. WTF?! My biggest problem is I complain. But who doesn't? I try to help out a lot, give what I can, etc etc etc. But some how, I have 'friends' who never talk to me anymore because they have stumbled upon a new slew of friends, as if I was the bridge in a song.. Only there to tie to events together only to be forgotten 3 seconds later. What the hell?! I don't think I would be so goddamn negative if I had positive reinforcement from friends! It fucking blows anymore. I seriously only hear from my 'friends' when they need something. Never to hang out. Yeah, I am usually busy on the rare days I get a call, but who's fault is that?! Fucking contact me once and a blue moon and you'll learn my schedule. There is one friend I have who I call, and he calls, on a semi regular basis, just to say, "Hey, I farted and the smell reminded me of you." That is all I need. At least someone fucking cares. What am I doing so goddamn wrong?! Am I too fat? I know I am negative but only because people lead me to it. Treat me like a damn human and not an afterthought. Fuck.



-Mike

"I never knew myself until I ripped off my disguise."

I would suggest everyone read the heading for this post and think.

I am so fucking tired of this 'emaciated' trend. Why is it so fucking cool to be so thin that you lack any muscle mass? I am not saying this because I myself, am overweight. I know damn well I could afford to lose some weight, but people are taking this shit too fucking far. What are they trying to prove? That they can follow a trend and not be there own fucking self? Seriously? How about do what is cool for you! Not because some fucking band does it, or cause some fucking celebrity decided to be 'cool'. How about this, FUCK YOU to anyone who follows a fucking trend. Unfortunately, this pertains to a few 'close' friends of mine. Way to conform, assholes. We are given so many opportunities to enjoy life and immediately become jaded. Something is not good enough, or up to your standards. Newsflash: appreciate what you can afford or can accomplish you fucking tool. People fucking starve and would love to be fat and have the cheap shit from a dollar store or drink the cheapest beers. Even music is becoming a washed up form of expression. What used to be a 'personal' thing, is now all about being a fucking vegan, or wearing a pair of pants tight enough to choke a skeleton. Give me a fucking break. I have tried out for bands only to be denied because of my looks and weight despite the fact I can play pretty well. Fuck society and everything it offers. I am my own person. Anyone who knows me knows for damn sure I don't follow stupid trends. I am so fucking disgusted with people anymore. Fuck off.


PS. My style of writing is one of a mixed emotion. I jump from thing to thing etc etc. This whole rant is about people being so absolutely fake. I hate it. I am sick of it. It will never end. It sucks. Goodday.


-Mike

Fucking Prop 8

I posted this on my band site and I am copying here.

California Against Gay Marriage



Hey everyone. I do not speak on behalf of North Farewell, but if they support this, then it is up to them to tell you. Today I read in the newspaper and read that California has approved the ban against gay marriages, and then Jen(my gf) sent me a link. FUCK CALIFORNIA! Anyone who believes people should have to the right to live their own lives, should read this post by Alan from Eating Out Loud and help out! BTW, I am not married and have no rings, so I grab the closest one I found.

"So, I awoke this morning to learn that my relationship with my partner is no longer valid. It’s no longer legal. It’s somehow sub-par, not equivalent, not worthy of protection. And you know what? I’m pissed and tired of holding it in.

I decided to snap a photo of my wedding band placed on a slightly different finger than normal to express exactly how I feel toward every single person who voted Yes on Prop 8. It’s my personal version of ‘let freedom ring’. The battle for equality changes course but it’s very far from over.

I’m sure some of you will believe in Prop 8 and that’s your right. Please make sure to update your reader to remove my blog and to delete any bookmarks to my site. I won’t take it personally but as for Prop 8 and your intrusion on my life … I take it very personally.

I welcome supporters of gay rights to snap your own photo showing your wedding ring on your middle finger. Spread the word that this fight isn’t over. Whether you’re gay, straight, bi, white, blue or tan — show your support by letting freedom ring on your blog! Please forward this page to any friends and family who may find it of interest."



-Mike
NF

October 22, 2008

It's been 1 month since my Dad died. It's been an anxious, depressing, shitty of a month. Everything seems to be coming out ok, but I would give anything to have my Dad back. I would cut all limbs, my voice and sight, just t be able to have him back. I at least need to hear him. Lol. One roll to the left means no, one to the right means yes! Friday marks North Farewell's(my band) CD release show. At least to me, the WHOLE day and show and CD is for him. I like to think he was extremely proud of my music. He has told me many times, and each time I pretty much cried. So here's a drink to my Dad!

I started working officially today at KFC.. AGAIN! Hopefully it is temporary until I find a better paying job. It was a fast night. Thank goodness.

John is getting the rods out of his leg today. He has to have surgery for it, so good luck to him and everything. Kinda strange it is on the 1st month of our father's passing. Hopefully, in whatever anyone believes, he is watching over him and us. He has been doing well though. On my way to work, I ran into John driving his van that has been sitting for months. He opened his door and there was his leg just chilling while he was driving. He is a trooper. Lol.

Just a side note, Berry Cinnamon Wax Melts smell fucking amazing!



-Mike

Pick some apples, pass some apples...

Today was pretty damn great. Jen, her Dad, and I went to Barnard Orchard. It was pretty chill and awesome. We picked some apples, got the best apple cider, and some pumpkins. Jen carved Oogie Boogie and I carved Chucky. They turned out pretty awesome. I forgot my damn apples from Jen's house. Damnit. Oh well. I will hopefully get them soon. This week should be a good one. As well as next week. Parties, shows, going out to eat with Jen, Chris and Ashley. should be a good end of the month.


-Mike

So I never really have been able to keep a journal, blog, notebook, anything for more than 2 days, so here I am, trying again. The last 2 months or so have been, complete shit to say the least. Of course I have had some good times, but mostly, depressive, anxious, and boring. I lost my Dad Sept 22nd, I've been having like a complete mental breakdown cause I swear I am sick of something new EVERY day, I don't have any money, Jen is a bajillion miles away, and I do not have a drink within reach right now. Jen has been keeping me as sane as I can possibly be, and I thank her for EVERYTHING!

I have never been good at picking a spot to start a new paragraph. This looks good. So on a slightly happier note, my band, North Farewell is releasing our debut EP Oct 24th. It should be a good time. I am just pissed cause my Dad is not here to see it. I play music because of him. He would have been proud. He always was. I always teared up badly when he would tell me he was proud of what I have done playing music. Jen has been very supportive about the band. She has been there, taking pictures, putting up with my crap, and just being an awesome girlfriend. I have goten lucky with this band. My family supports me, my band mates are not giant douches(most of the time :D), and we seem to be progressing well. As long as I do not end up in the hospital from one of my self diagnostics, things should be awesome.

On another note, I have been jobless for a while. Not by choice. There must be this huge epicenter for jobs, and there is a billboard with my face and name on it with, "DO NOT HIRE!", REALLLLLY big on it. I have applied for so many jobs, and I am forced to go back to KFC. Luckily it is with Rick. He is fun to work with, considering he has been my friend for like, 8 years. Money is money no matter how you make it. People who think I am a loser for working in a dump like KFC can seriously go fuck themselves. My money is the same as yours.

Am I doing these paragraph transitions right? I dunno. So the past 10 months have been great thanks to Jen. Aside from the obvious things that bring me down. She has always been there for me. I have no clue how or why she puts up with me. Maybe my mom pays her well. Who knows. Sunday we are going to an orchard with her Dad, which I am really excited for. Perhaps carve some pumpkins? Drink some fresh ass cider? I am sure somethign great will happen. Then Friday we have my band's CD release show. Then Saturday, Chris and I are taking out our ladies for a day of fun. More like 2-3 things, but they are fun. Then that night, HALLOWEEN PARTY! Helllllll yeah. Should be a good time. I need the release.

I think my update of the past few months has been sufficient. I could have gone for ages, but unfortueatly, I lack the quirky, almost pointless ways of telling things, so it just gets boring. I just tend to use commas a lot.



-Mike