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    Thursday, October 11th, 2007
    8:56 pm
    Listenin' to fuckin' B2K faggot, go to raves faggot
    Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
    A real gangsta-ass nigga plays his cards right
    A real gangsta-ass nigga never runs his fuckin mouth
    Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas don't start fights
    And niggas always gotta high cap
    Showin' all his boys how he shot em
    But real gangsta-ass niggas don't flex nuts
    Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas know they got em
    And everythings cool in the mind of a gangsta
    Cuz gangsta-ass niggas think deep
    Up three-sixty-five a year 24/7
    Cuz real gangsta ass niggas don't sleep

    And all I gotta say to you
    Wannabe, gonnabe, cocksuckin', pussy-eatin' prankstas
    Cuz when the fry dies down what the fuck you gonna do
    Damn it feels good to be a gangsta



    Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
    Feedin' the poor and hepin out wit they bills
    Although I was born in Jamaica
    Now I'm in the US makin' deals
    Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
    I mean one that you don't really know
    Ridin' around town in a drop-top Benz
    Hittin' switches in my black six-fo'
    Now gangsta-ass niggas come in all shapes and colors
    Some got killed in the past
    But this gangtsa here is a smart one
    Started living for the lord and I'll last

    Now all I gotta say to you
    Wannabe, gonnabe, pussy-eatin' cocksuckin' prankstas
    When the shit jumps off what the fuck you gonna do
    Damn it feels good to be a gangsta



    Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
    A real gangta-ass nigga knows the play
    Real gangsta-ass niggas get the flyest of the bitches
    Ask that gangsta-ass nigga Little Jake
    Now bitches look at gangsta-ass niggas like a stop sign
    And play the role of Little Miss Sweet
    But catch the bitch all alone get the digit take her out
    and then dump-hittin' the ass with the meat
    Cuz gangsta-ass niggas be the gang playas
    And everythings quiet in the clique
    A gangsta-ass nigga pulls the trigger
    And his partners in the posse ain't tellin' off shit
    Real gangsta-ass niggas don't talk much
    All ya hear is the black from the gun blast
    And real gangsta-ass niggas don't run for shit
    Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas can't run fast
    Now when you in the free world talkin' shit do the shit
    Hit the pen and let the mothafuckas shank ya
    But niggas like myself kick back and peep game
    Cuz damn it feels good to be a gangsta



    And now, a word from the President!
    Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
    Gettin voted into the White House
    Everything lookin good to the people of the world
    But the Mafia family is my boss
    So every now and then I owe a favor gettin' down
    like lettin' a big drug shipment through
    And send 'em to the poor community
    So we can bust you know who
    So voters of the world keep supportin' me
    And I promise to take you very far
    Other leaders better not upset me
    Or I'll send a million troops to die at war
    To all you Republicans, that helped me win
    I sincerely like to thank you
    Cuz now I got the world swingin' from my nuts
    And damn it feels good to be a gangsta

    Current Mood: curious
    Current Music: Jedi Mind Tricks
    Sunday, May 6th, 2007
    6:13 pm
    I'm not sure of what I see, Cupid, don't fuck with me
    Earth signs are practical, diligent & hard-working people who are happiest when they are doing something useful. They can be replied upon, & even though it might take them a while to get around to things, they usually get there in the end. These people are more ambitious than they appear & they may be shrewd operators in politics or in business. Their drawbacks are sometimes a lack of speed when action is needed, stubborness & greed & distaste for chancy ventures or of spending money unnecessarily.
    Most earth sign people are family types who need the security of a good relationship. They rarely walk away from family responsibility, even when one or two family members are difficult to cope with. These subjects are sensual & loving, especially in a relationship that is comfortable & that gives them confidence. They may have a creative streak, although it manifests itself in different ways for each sign. Shrewd & cautious, they can be shortsighted about financial matters & this is often due to a real or imagined fear of poverty.

    Feminine sign types are introverts who are more thorough & patient than the masculine signs. These types can put up w/ quite a lot of hardship.
    Saturday, April 14th, 2007
    4:12 am
    Would you fuck me for blow?

    Hitler is known to have been opposed to women wearing cosmetics (in part because they were made from animal by-products) and sometimes brought the subject up at mealtime. Linge (who was his valet) said Hitler once laughed at traces of Braun's lipstick on a napkin and to tease her, joked, "Soon we will have replacement lipstick made from dead bodies of soldiers."





    This is honestly baby hitler.

    The name, "Adolf", comes from Old High German for "noble wolf" ("Adel"="nobility" + "wolf").[1] Hence, not surprisingly, one of Hitler's self-given nicknames was Wolf or Herr Wolf — he began using this nickname in the early 1920s and was addressed by it only by intimates (as "Uncle Wolf" by the Wagners) up until the fall of the Third Reich.[2] The names of his various headquarters scattered throughout continental Europe (Wolfsschanze in East Prussia, Wolfsschlucht in France, Werwolf in Ukraine, etc.) reflect this. By his closest family and relatives, Hitler was known as "Adi".





    2:50 am
    America were nazi scientists too

     

    Pharmacological shock was a general term for shock therapy by injecting chemicals such as insulin or metrazol [4]. Psychiatrists in the 1930s also experimented with other chemicals including camphor [5] or ammonium chloride [6] to induce convulsions in their patients. 

    Metrazol shock therapy involves injecting a patient with Metrazol (cardiazol), a drug that quickly induces powerful brain seizures. It was discovered by Hungarian physician and researcher Ladislas J. Meduna (1896-1964) in 1934 and further researched by Francis Reitmann [2] It was soon superseded by electroconvulsive therapy, because it was difficult to control and had many adverse effects. The violence of the convulsions produced hairline fractures in the vertebrae of many patients, especially those who already suffered from vitamin D deficiency due to the poor diet in psychiatric hospitals

    Insulin shock therapy involves injecting a patient with a large amount of insulin, which causes convulsions and coma by provoking brain hypoglycemia. It was discovered by Polish physician and researcher Manfred Sakel (1900-1957) in 1933 and was used well until the 1950s for the treatment of depression and psychosis. However, the insulin coma could become irreversible, and a 1939 report found the procedure had a 1.3% mortality from this cause [1]. It is also rarely used now. 


    Malarial fever therapy involves the inoculation of malarial protozoa into the bloodstream of patients, in order to provoke episodes of intense fever and unconsciousness, which are sometimes followed by convulsions. The method was discovered by an Austrian physician Julius Wagner-Jauregg (1857-1940) in the 1910s, who got the Nobel Prize for his discovery. For a while, it was used for treating the general paresis of the insane, caused by tertiary syphilis. It is no longer used. 


    Rose Marie Kennedy (September 13, 1918January 7, 2005) was the third child and first daughter of Joseph and Rose Kennedy, born a year after the U.S. President John F. Kennedy. She underwent a lobotomy at the age of 23, after which she was totally incapacitated for the rest of her life.

    Placid and easygoing as a child and teenager, the maturing Rosemary became increasingly assertive in her personality. She was subject to violent mood swings. Some observers have since attributed this behavior to her difficulties in keeping up with her active siblings as well as the hormonal surges associated with sexual maturation. In any case, the family had difficulty dealing with the often stormy Rosemary, who had begun to engage in physical fights and to sneak out at night from the convent where she was being educated and cared for—and her family feared that without proper supervision she might become pregnant or worse.

    In 1941, when Rosemary was 23, her father was told by doctors that a lobotomy would help calm her "mood swings that the family found difficult to handle at home" [1]. Joseph Kennedy had the procedure performed by neurosurgeon Walter Freeman, director of the laboratories at St. Elizabeths Hospital in Washington, D.C., together with his partner, James W. Watts, MD, from the University of Virginia. Watts performed his neurosurgery training at Massachusetts General Hospital and later became chief of neurosurgery at George Washington University Hospital. Highly regarded, Dr. Watts became the 91st president of the Medical Society of the District of Columbia.

    At the time of the surgery the procedure was in its infancy. Freeman and Watts had only performed 65 previous lobotomies.

    The following are the details of this particular case:

    Dr. Watts performed the surgery while Dr. Freeman supervised. In an interview with investigative reporter Ronald Kessler, Dr. Watts described the procedure:

    We went through the top of the head, I think she was awake. She had a mild tranquilizer. I made a surgical incision in the brain through the skull. It was near the front. It was on both sides. We just made a small incision, no more than an inch." The instrument Dr. Watts used looked like a butter knife. He swung it up and down to cut brain tissue. "We put an instrument inside," he said. As Dr. Watts cut, Dr. Freeman put questions to Rosemary. For example, he asked her to recite the Lord's Prayer or sing "God Bless America" or count backwards. ... "We made an estimate on how far to cut based on how she responded." ... When she began to become incoherent, they stopped.

    James W. Watts (Kessler, 226)

    Instead of producing the desired result, however, the lobotomy reduced Rosemary to an infantile mentality that left her incontinent and staring blankly at walls for hours. Her verbal skills were reduced to unintelligible babble. Rose Kennedy remarked that although the lobotomy stopped her daughter's violent behavior, it left her completely incapacitated. "Rose was devastated; she considered it the first of the Kennedy family tragedies" (Kessler, 237).

    Although Freeman performed more than 3,000 lobotomies on individuals with mental illness during his career, [2] today, his lobotomy treatments are viewed as discredited by the mental health community.

    "If she did division and multiplication, she was over an IQ of 75. She was not mentally retarded. … It could be she had an IQ of 90 in a family where everyone was 130, so it looked like retardation, but she did not fall into IQ 75 and below, which is the definition of mental retardation. … There is no way I can picture her at less that a 90 IQ, but in that family, 90 would be considered retarded."

    Kessler adds that in Dr. Brown's opinion, the family's treatment of Rosemary led to her mental illness. "I think it's likely she was somewhat slower than the others. Then she was treated as if she was retarded. Then it becomes reactive depression, including rages and loss of control. That is mental illness. … The reason she got depressed was that she reacted to being treated as lesser member of the family." While the children tried to include her in their activities, "given the highly competitive environment of the Kennedy family, they could not help but to communicate to her that she was not up to their standards." The fact that Joe banished Rosemary to live with his aide demonstrated his rejection of her. "The stigma of mental illness in those days was like tuberculosis or cancer or worse. Mental retardation is more benignly not your fault. … Even in [Dr. Watts's] day, performing a lobotomy on someone who was mentally retarded would have been medical malpractice."

    According to Kessler, Dr. Brown called the suppression of the truth "the biggest mental health cover-up in history." Since the "public story" is still that Rosemary was retarded, the "lack of support for mental illness is part of a total lifelong family denial of what was really so. … Some of us knew the secret and kept it secret …" (Kessler, 232–235).


    On September 13, 1848, Phineas P Gage was working outside the small town of Cavendish, Vermont on the construction of a railroad track where he was employed as a foreman. One of his duties involved filling the hole with gunpowder, adding a fuse, and then packing in sand with the aid of a large tamping iron. Gage was momentarily distracted and forgot to pour the sand into one hole. Thus, when he went to tamp the sand down, the tamping iron sparked against the rock and ignited the gunpowder, causing the iron to be blown through Gage's head with such force that it landed almost thirty yards (27 meters) behind him.

    The three foot (1 m) long tamping iron with a diameter of 1.25 inches (3.2 cm) weighing thirteen and a half pounds (6.12 kg) entered his skull below his left cheek bone and exited after passing through the anterior frontal cortex and white matter. Whether the lesion involved both frontal lobes, or was limited only to the left side, remains a matter of controversy. Remarkably, after such a traumatic accident, Gage regained consciousness within a few minutes, was able to speak, and survived a 45-minute ride back to his boarding house while sitting in a cart.

    As the doctor arrived, he was reportedly conscious, and had a regular pulse of about 60 beats per minute, suggesting that he suffered only minimal blood loss. His left pupil was still reacting to direct light (and stayed that way for the following 10 days), which indicates that the left optic and oculomotor nerves were still functioning, supporting the hypothesis that the tamping iron must have passed laterally to the left optic nerve. After a seemingly complete recovery from such a serious injury, Gage was soon back at work.

    While early studies by Hanna Damasio and colleagues [1] suggested a bilateral damage to the medial frontal lobes, a recent study by Ratiu and colleagues[2], based on a CT scan of Gage's skull suggests that the extent of Gage's brain injury must have been more limited than previously thought.

    In light of modern medical science, a bilateral damage of the frontal brain by a projectile measuring 1.25 inches in diameter and weighing thirteen pounds, would unlikely be compatible with survival, since this would imply an extensive damage to vital vascular structures, such as the superior sagittal sinus (however, the rod did not emerge exactly in the midline, and may have missed the sinus by passing beneath it). Nevertheless, Gage survived the traumatic event and reportedly developed personality changes. This is further supported by works done by Raveena, who found such effects to be caused by decreased stess levels, which aided Gage's speedy recovery.




    Current Mood: calm
    Sunday, March 25th, 2007
    3:26 pm
    Friday, March 2nd, 2007
    7:59 pm
    Sunday, February 18th, 2007
    7:43 pm
    I'm like a lawyer with that way that i'm always trying to get you off
    Warm sun, feed me up and I'm leery loaded up
    Loathing for a change
    And I slip some boil away
    Swallowed followed, heavy about everything
    But my love

    Swallowed sorrowed
    I'm with everyone and yet not just wanted
    to be myself
    hey you said that you would love to try some
    hey you said you would love to die some
    in the middle of a worm on a fish hook
    you're the wave you're the wave you're the wave


    Swallowed borrowed
    Heavy about everything
    But my love
    Swallowed hollowed
    Sharp about everyone
    But yourself
    Swallowed oh no
    I'm with every one and yet not
    I'm with everyone and you're not
    I'm on everyone and yet
    Piss on self-esteem
    Forward Busted knee
    Sick head
    Blackened lungs
    And I'm a simple selfish son


    Swallowed followed
    Swallowed oh no
    I'm with everyone and yet not
    Got to get away from here
    I miss the one that I love a lot
    I miss the one that I love a lot
    Thursday, November 30th, 2006
    4:49 pm
    Atheists aren't citizens.
    The government on Thursday unveiled 144 revised civic questions it will try out on immigrants who want to become Americans, as part of an effort to design a more meaningful citizenship test. 
    Applicants must verbally answer six of 10 questions right to pass the civics portion of the test.

    The government wants the citizenship test to require a better understanding of America's history and government institutions. It expects to spend about $6.5 million to make the changes, said Alfonso Aguilar, director of the citizenship office.

    Citizenship and Immigration Services has been working for several years to redesign the test. A 2003 attempt was tried out in some cities, failed and was scuttled.

    Under the draft questions, no longer would it be sufficient to name the three branches of government (executive, legislative and judicial). Applicants could also be asked why there are three branches.

    The questions will be tried out early next year in Albany, N.Y.; Boston; Charleston, S.C.; Denver; El Paso, Texas; Kansas City, Mo.; Miami; San Antonio; Tucson, Ariz.; and Yakima, Wash. 


    REP-RE-FUCKING-SENT
    Wednesday, November 29th, 2006
    2:26 pm
    Who Told You What Language I Speak?









    This just in ---- I have the same birthday as Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas illustrator Ralph Steadman & the dude who wrote the Wizard of Oz.


    Thursday, November 16th, 2006
    3:37 am
    Next Case!

    So here's how the election went down people....props...hahaha


    Prop. 100 - No bail for illegal immigrants
    - 78% YESH

    Prop. 103 - English as state's official language
    - 74.1% YESH

    Prop. 105 - Preserve 43,000 acres of state trust lands
    - 71.5% NO

    Prop. 106 - Preserve 694,000 acres of state trust lands
    - 51.4%-NO

    Prop. 107 - Ban same-sex marriage
    - 51.8% NO

    Prop. 200 - $1 million lottery for voters
    - 66.9% NO

    Prop. 201 - Ban smoking in restaurants, bars
    - 54.7 YESH

    Prop. 202 - Raise minimum wage
    -
    65.2% YESH

    Prop. 204 - Ban small cages for pigs, calves
    - 61.8% YESH

    Prop. 300 - Limit education services for illegal immigrants - 71.5% YESH

    U.S. House District 1- Republican

    U.S. House District 5- Democrat

    U.S. House District 8 - Democrat

    U.S. Senate- Republican



    Current Mood: busy
    Monday, November 13th, 2006
    5:29 pm
    Friday, November 3rd, 2006
    2:09 pm
    JRT
    Hey excuse me

    Hi my name is Bob and I work at my job
    I make forty-something dollars a day
    I used to be the man in my hometown
    Until I started to lose my way
    It all goes back to when I dropped out at school
    Having fun, I was living the life
    But now I got a problem with that little white rock
    See I can't put down the pipe

    And...

    It's breaking me down
    Watching the world spin round
    While my dreams fall down
    Is anybody out there?

    It is breaking me down
    No more friends around...
    And my dreams fall down...
    Is anybody out there?

    Can anybody out there hear me?
    'Cause I can't seem to hear myself
    Can anybody out there see me?
    'Cause I can't seem to see myself...
    There's gotta be a heaven somewhere
    Can you save me from this hell?
    Can anybody out there feel me?
    'Cause I can't seem to feel myself

    Losing my way
    Keep losing my way...
    Keep losing my way...
    Can you help me find my way?
    Losing my way
    Keep losing my way
    Keep losing my way...
    Can you help me find my way?

    Now you gotta understand I was a family man
    I would have done anything for my own
    But I couldn't get a grip on my new found itch
    So I ended up all alone
    I remember where I was when I got my first buzz
    See I thought I was living the life
    And the craziest thing is I'll probably never know the color of my daughter's eyes

    And it is breaking me down
    Watching the world spin round
    While me dreams fall down
    Is anybody out there?

    It is breaking me down
    No more friends around...
    And my dreams fall down...
    Is anybody out there?

    Can anybody out there hear me?
    'Cause I can't seem to hear myself
    Can anybody out there see me?
    'Cause I can't seem to see myself
    There's gotta be a heaven somewhere
    Can you save me from this hell?
    Can anybody out there feel me?
    'Cause I can't seem to feel myself.

    Losing my way
    Keep losing my way
    Keep losing my way
    Can you help find my way?
    Losing my way
    Keep losing my way
    Keep losing my way
    Can you help me find my way?

    Oh my god please forgive me (father hear my prayer)
    'Cause I know I've done some wrong in this life
    If I could do it all again
    Have just one more chance
    To take all those wrongs and make them right

    Can anybody out there hear me?
    'Cause I can't seem to hear myself
    Can anybody out there see me?
    'Cause I can't seem to see myself
    There's gotta be a heaven somewhere
    Can you save me from this hell
    Can anybody out there feel me?
    'Cause I can't seem to feel myself.

    Can anybody out there hear me?
    'Cause I can't seem to hear myself
    Can anybody out there see me?
    'Cause I can't seem to see myself
    There's gotta be a heaven somewhere
    Can you save me from this hell
    Can anybody out there feel me?
    'Cause I can't seem to feel myself

    Losing my way
    Keep losing my way
    Keep losing my way
    Can you help me find my way?
    Losing my way
    Keep losing my way
    Keep losing my way
    Can you help me find my way?



    Current Mood: high
    2:07 pm
    Somehow I feel like i've posted this before but oh well....
    The first time I saw you I thought that I
    Would just make another
    And then I realized that in life you were
    Just another mirror
    The first words you spoke were the ones that I
    Vaguely remember
    But tied in a knot all the times that we
    Haven't spent together

    And is it your face
    That's got you down?
    Or is it your mind (mine)
    When no one's around?
    (Thinking thoughts of a suicide)

    And is it your face (mine)
    That's got you down?
    Or is it your mind
    When no one's around?

    And now when she leaves in the dark
    Behind amber waves of cancer
    A stroll in the park is a walk from her
    Hopes to be a dancer
    A light at the end of a tunnel that's
    Been going on forever
    You don't understand why these people
    Are looking unfamiliar

    So take my hand
    I will walk you around in a mask
    Why don't you tell me now

    Is it your face
    That's got you down?
    Or is it your mind (mine)
    When no one's around?
    (Thinking thoughts of a suicide)

    And is it your face (mine)
    That's got you down?
    Or is it your mind
    When no one's around?

    And now when you leave in the dark
    Inside everybody's answers
    You're planning a way to abandon us
    And live your life the way you like
    Avoiding the urge to go sulk
    In your remedial appearance
    But Sara I only expect to see
    The whole thing a little bit clearer

    So take my hand
    I will walk you around in a mask
    Why don't you tell me now

    Is it your face
    That's got you down?
    Or is it your mind (mine)
    When no one's around?
    (Thinking thoughts of a suicide)

    And is it your face (mine)
    That's got you down?
    Or is it your mind
    When no one's around?

    So take my hand
    I will walk you around in a mask
    Why don't you tell me now



    Current Mood: contemplative
    Monday, August 28th, 2006
    4:32 am
    Tuesday, July 25th, 2006
    10:06 pm
    Chuck Norris drives an ice cream truck covered in human skulls
    Well then, we meet again livejournal. & I won't lie...i'm a little high. okay alot. I guess the point I want to make is that Mikey & Laura & usually the only one's to read this...& I love you guys. For reals though...just don't try to steal my dope.

    Current Mood: high
    Sunday, July 16th, 2006
    1:17 pm
    YOU WANNA GET LOADED?

    I'm Detective Sam Francisco & this is my partner MPO Gary Garbowski.

    Saturday, July 15th, 2006
    5:54 pm
    Like a midget @ a urnial...i was going to have to stay on my toes
    Freedom isn't free, no there's a hefty fuckin' fee
    Friday, July 14th, 2006
    12:15 pm
    i'm just gooofin'...new boot goofin' ;)
    So when I came home last night my mom was like "I thought you were going to the show? Did you get your supply of drugs?" I was all "nah..." & she was like "Then why are you so happy? I'm not as stupid as you think"... she's freakin' me out...
    Friday, July 7th, 2006
    12:52 pm
    I think we all know what needs to be done...
    It's best if we don't speak out loud about it, until we have most of them on the trains heading towards the camps.
    Saturday, July 1st, 2006
    10:42 pm
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