So last night for Halloween I went as a butt rocker, with Guns 'n' Roses playing in the back the whole time, lol. I got third place in my family's costume contest, defeated by a man no one recognized at first and two inbred hill billies. I went to that party and then the one at the clearfield city building to show off the costume, in which you could totally see my package. So I want to set the record straight for the entire night, I DID NOT STUFF THE PANTS. The girl who gave it a pat unknowing that I was unstuffed at that moment would have you think otherwise, but she can say what she wants.

Anywho, my last post got some very nice comments, they made me feel alot better about this whole thing. Lately there's been this girl, thats pretty much consumed all my feelings for anyone and anything and all in all, I'm beginning to think it's been a total waste of time. I mean, when you friends tell you what she said about some guy liking her and you didn't even talk to her, however some other random guy did, you begin to wonder...does she even still have feelings for me. I think I'm getting my answer as I write this, but one way or another, this is taking up every ounce of human inside me, so I'm just gonna move on from her, whatever her final decision may be, and move onto bigger and better things. I'll wait for you, but I can't wait forever....

So in case you did not go to Coheed and Cambria last Wednesday, it was fantastico and my favorite parts are the fact that they played all of The Velourium Camper, and the way Claudio sang out "Blood hun-gry..." in Everything Evil. THAT you had to have been there, but it was awesome. And then Friday night I saw Saosin (pronounced Say-Ocean) and Day Two for the first time. I'm really happy I went because it turns out that was my old friend Matthew Q.'s last show and is now going to school. That dear boy is the one who got me to WANT to play bass in the first place, and is still and inspiration to me...thanks Matt.

I haven't been on in a while cause no one seemed to look at my blog, sorry. It was discouraging. But then I looked at it today with my friend Kori and I saw that some made a comment! Yay! I felt like writing again! So I am. High school kicks ass. I don't know what everyone was talking about. High school kicks super duper extra fantastical ass.

(This was a draft I made around the begining of school, probably the second week. I never finished it.)

Best friends means I pulled the trigger
Best friends means you get what you deserve

This may be a little weird to post as a something , but in my opinion, it's a big turning point in my life. I have officially named my favorite band as Coheed & Cambria. Yup, that's the one, I've never said I had any one favorite band before, but now I have one. However, this does not take away my opinion that the best band on this planet is obviously The Beatles. I love Coheed & Cambria for several reasons: they are everything I love, emo, prog-rock, science fiction, and a good time. They keep me going. Thank you C&C.

Definetly in vain,
Spencer

From the beginning, from my point of view....

Last night, I come home from Nick's, and I sit on my ass and get fat and talk on MSN no worries. Then 3:00 am rolls around, and my mom lets the dog out and gets mad at me because I forgot to wake her to tell her that I got home. Then today on the way home from work, she's telling me about how I don't get enough sleep and that tonight's curfew is 10:00 pm.

So I get home, the next thing I know, Nick is calling me and they're all coming over to pick me up and go to Abbie's party. I don't even have time to shower, so in a mess, I hurry and clean up my room and I don't even have a shirt on and they come in. We rock for a few minutes look at stuff, laugh at stuff, get high on life (that cereal should not be put on shelves, thats powerful stuff) just chill for a bit. Then we head out, the party is alright, it's no Playboy Mansion on trampoline night, but I had fun. I walked home to be home at ten. I got there, sat on my ass and got fat, and then I got on the net at midnight to find out that my buddy Chase got jumped about 45 minutes after I left.

I am in Fury.

The other night me and my brother just sat in my room and talked, it was like two days ago or something. He was sitting against the wall next to the door, hair slicked back, with his red hoody from AM on and an old pair of hardcore-kid cutoffs and his glasses. I sat right in the middle of the room and looked out the open door and just listened to him talk. His band, The Howl, and how they're gonna make it. They play dance-core (like The Killers, Franz Ferdinand, The Sounds kinda...stuff like that) so they've caught the curve early if this does go big. His keyboardist, Chris, is buying a house for them to put all their stuff in and rock out and record their ep in, and he bought them a website, www.thehowl.com (I don't know if it's up yet) and they're gonna make tons of merch stuff and call all across the country and get shows and everything. They're gonna do it. They really are. And I hope for the best, but all I can think about is the fact that we're not doing it. I mean, I know we can't go on tour, but I wanna play shows all the time again, and get so much fidelity that if we ever break up, people will be all over us because they know we rocked and know that we know what we're doing and already know the rules and the tricks of the trade. This goes for Brook and Chase and Darren and Shelby AND Nick. I want us to all be happy with this experience and end up with good memories of being a teenager and rocking our asses off every friday after school and in Wes Espinosa's barn.

So if things go good for The Howl, I'm gonna ask them and their label to help us out in recording an ep and maybe even going on tour for a summer. This is of course if we're still together, again, I am hoping for the best. I don't want bad things to happen with us. Chris is a cool guy, and he'd probably help us out. I talked to him and Seth and John (drums) and they each said they could get us a show opening for just about any local band we want, just cause they know everyone. I think they're signing with a small label or something that has room for lots of bands, so if they go big, or even semi big, I'm gonna see if they will maybe pic us up. One thing is for sure, I very well might get to use seth's drums, he said, all I gotta do, is take care of them, and buy new heads for all the toms. Yay!

If you really want to know my whole life story, contact me at fears_and_loathes@hotmail.com and I'll send you my book.

This bio is brought to you in vain.