| not real |
[03 May 2008|08:00pm] |
this is not real i am not the real matt shelton which is why you will see a lack of ..... in this journal as for any other questions check the disclaimer.
ps - dear douche bags this is fake if you would like to harass the real matt about his 'poser core' style please try the official letter kills message board thanks!
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[09 Jul 2005|06:52pm] |
i'm really tired so if i make it through writing this post without falling asleep i'll be impressed but i have papa john's coming in fourty fives minutes so i suppose that gives me motivation to keep myself awake throughout updating this
i only really am updating for one reason and that is because that moron whose in the band that made that one song you want to pretty much have banned from the radio is having a birthday today and i think he's about fourty two??? today i don't know i was just counting the crows feet and wrinkles on his face and it added up about that much so i just figured..... it might be close but whatever
seriously though daniel, have a good birthday you know through my taunting and harassement and the fact that i beat you up in the middle of random stores and call you a dirty jew really equals out to i love you more than i can say and think you are amazing, even if you are a jew and in hoobastank, i'm sure god will forgive you before you die, if not i hope at least you get a tan down in you know where, anyways what else can i say, you'll recieve your gift once i figure out what you want and actually have money to spend but let's be serious with how my career is going you'll see your gift when you really are fourty two so sorry baby, anyways we will need to catch up soon you fag, don't party too hard tonight though, god knows you need your health old man ;)
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[27 Jun 2005|01:03am] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 mischievous |
] |
matt: dan update my journal
dan: what do i say baby
matt: anything you want to sweetheart
matt: i have no career i say im making a cd but i bet im only growing my hair and getting fatter
hello matt shelton, i have not seen recent pictures of you. i am sure you are not getting fat, we are just the type of extraordinarily attractive guy that looks hefty with longer hair. i just want to tell you that your taste in movies scares me and you giggle as much as i yell at things, i miss your abuse and i wish you were around more. i remember the candy cane fights as if they took place yesterday, and it's summer. when i am about to hit six weeks i hope you do this for me because i know you love me so much. i can already predict when your next update will be--july 9th. that gives you a little under two weeks to figure out what it will say. you are amazingly talented and those are words i don't give out to just anybody these days unless you are mike patton or saul hudson. if you sucked i would let your journal die off but i would be doing the world an injustice if i let that happen and i am looking forward to your next album. maybe i will visit you in the studio like i visit agent sparks. i miss you. have i said that yet? it doesn't matter because i do.
LOVE,
DAN ESTRIN
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[17 May 2005|10:02pm] |
|
hey guys this is mikey. shelly was bugging me to update his journal because he is lazy and i am a nice enough guy to give him a break. he told me he is recording which is always exciting and exhausting and i hope he is getting a lot of snacks to fuel his engine. when i get time off i am going to visit him hopefully and together we will do a load of bandanas in the washing machine and he can iron them because he is the lady and i am the man. well butch is the man i am the occasional visiter. either way we will have clean and fresh bandanas and life will be good.
also in that load of laundry will be the pair of pants that he pissed in. our shelly isnt normally a pants wetter but he went to disney land and the 3d bees were a little too much for the poor baby and he had an accident that was resolved by ignoring the stares he got and forcing mickey mouse to hug him.
i dont think anyone will read this, including shelly, because it isnt in the form of a menu but my little guy is at four weeks and at the rate he is going you will not see another update from him in a decade. xoxoxox mikey
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[16 Apr 2005|03:22pm] |
i have gone awhile without updating this thing so i thought i might as well put an update out while i have time. we're off tour at the moment and have been working on the new record. it's weird to be home at the moment since i am so used to the constant life on the road but i am slowly adjusting. i have spent my time consuming amazing food that has been homemade and it's been so long since i've had things that weren't fast food or krispy kremes so i am indulging in the taste and gaining some more pounds back on as usual, but that is life my friend.
whatever rumors of us going overseas for the taste of chaos part duex, is not true at all. but we will be doing two vegas dates with the used that tim has so nicely confirmed since apparently the rest of our band either does not know how to use the computer... which would be me or just is antisocial which would be the other three fifths of the group. regardless he has kept a pretty good studio journal on what's going on. it's a lot of head butting and so on, but that is what makes us work. if we all got along all the time you'd have some pretty boring music coming your way. musicians work better when they clash, i don't know one band that has made a good dent in the music industry that hasn't had some interconflict with their band members at one point and time.
besides that i don't have much to say.. this was kind of a ramble, but i hope ya'll are doing well. so on that note i am going to go watch toy story two on disney and enjoy the rest of my saturday, bye.
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[22 Mar 2005|03:32pm] |
it has been three weeks since i've updated and that is due to the fact that i have been too busy attending to my boyfriend, in the fact that he tends to have a little too much saki at night and i end up having to drag him into bed, and when that is not happening i am sitting here trying to transulate i want donuts into japanese and i tell you trying to speak japanese with a hick accent doesn't get you anywhere in this place, so i try to just keep to myself and cling to my boyfriends leg the whole time
besides that, my career has died down, not that it ever really had an up period, and that is why i am allowed to follow my boyfriend around the world like a creepy stalker. but after getting sick of story of the year asking for sexual favors everytime they took me out on tour, i decided to beg and plead with quinn on my knees preferably and now letter kills will have a spot on the international taste of chaos tour. which basically means luxary for me, and i get to share quinn's bus every night, which means i'm throwing bert out, he can go stay with mcr, because i am a princess and i want the bus to myself minus my best friend, who i will probably follow around the whole tour
i wish my man stop touring like a madd man and stop having a career like me so i could take him with me, because i know i am not going to want to leave him. i do not know where else this update is going but my hair wont STOP STICKING UP so im going to go shove my face in a pillow and whine until i get attention bye
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[24 Feb 2005|02:57pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
fucking starving :'( |
] |
it's been three weeks, i'm still sick and i really want a goddamn burger, or anything meaty because if i have to shove pizza down my throat one more time this month i am going to cry, i thought those pizza parties would be a blessing but i can only eat it so much before i rather just gnaw on the box it came in instead
our tour ends on the twenty seventh, and i am not sure what i am going to do after that besides cling to quinn's leg, and whine to him as i get another illness and lose fifty more pounds that i gained during my slight health period. this tour has been a lot of fun, but a lot of work at the same time being our first headlining tour. of course the nights i finally have to be up there for more than thirty minutes i end up getting sick to the point where i cannot even sing and have to get the opening bands to do it for me, that ironically enough make each song sound better anyways as i just jump around and throw myself on the ground, roll around a bit, and crawl around on my hands and knees while people try to take advantage of my weak state. i really hate squad five-o, they seem to take advantage of it the most, remind me to just lay in bed and cancel shows next time i get sick instead of being a delusional fruitcake on stage
i really do not know what else to write, i am going to abuse my right of having two legs and wander around for the closest kfc, because that is the closest i can get to southern food right now, bye
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[01 Feb 2005|06:15am] |
GOOD MORNING i have no updated in forever about anything but quinn so I THOUGHT i'd change it up a bit this morning. i have been awake since five fifteen am, this seems wrong to me, the sun still isn't even up and i am stuck doing laundry, oh my god my touring life is a sad thing but butch said if i kept smelling like sweat and cheesecake he was going home SO HERE I AM LAUNDRYING, wow i have too much energy for this hour.
happy february first!! not that it means a damn thing but i thought i'd be energic anyways. only thirteen more days until that special day where you treat your lover like a princess, but i get treated like that everyday so i don't need to worry about hallmark holidays, even though i do expect a nice bag of donuts with my name on it and maybe some little hearts in icing on top to be festive HINT HINT butch. oh yeah i went to target the other day because obviously target is my life and they have twinkie boxers, i felt like i should wear them around to give my boyfriend a giggle. you can see the romance in our relationship when i get stuck with a nickname like that.
in other news i am on tour, and our venues are small, but it is still nice to be out there on my own tour. for all of you who care i shaved and somehow look like a twelve year old boy now!! so i really need some body hair, quinn can i use some of yours??? also i smacked myself in the face with the mic........... i know that's a big surprise but it was only time and now have a nice red welt on my face, see icon above. oh my life, i really love it, let's hope i get off this tour alive, or at least manage to stay slighty attractive without managling sp?? my face to death, and before you say it I DIDN'T DO THAT WITH THE BEARD SO LEAVE ME ALONE, why does quinn look like more of a man than me lately??? quinn SHAVE i am sick of you being the butch one in our relationship god
okay i'm going now, before i say anything else stupid, BYE
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[20 Jan 2005|12:51am] |
is it coincidence that this hat suddenly disappears...
as soon as he grows this...
i think.. not
ps happy late birthday baby please don't hurt me for this post
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[25 Dec 2004|05:35pm] |
this is one of the few slightly serious updates to occur in my journal, since we all know they are not very common. even though i do enjoy updating about my inability to shave, and my broke lifestyle due to gambling the few bucks i have away in vegas. i guess playing texas hold 'em on xbox doesn't secure you becoming a millionaire through gambling in real life. but it is christmas so i thought i would make it a little more special.
typically every morning since butch and i have been home, i manage to wake up before him because he sleeps like a log due to the ten bottles of wine he downs nightly. and i typically roll over ontop of him until he mutters some curses about what a pest i am and how he loves bill better than me which either one occurs in me whining and begging for donuts two whining and ... giving him some love cough, or three whining, smacking him with a pillow and telling him to get bill to lick him instead then, depending on my mood. but today it was a bit different, i found myself just letting the poor man sleep and watching him as he slept. i think it hit me how lucky i am, and as cheesy as it sounds i really think that is the point of christmas. it is nice to get gifts, and you know i get loads of them with dating someone with bling like butch, just kidding of course. but just waking up to him in bed this morning was probably the best gift i could have. there's realization, that one day i won't be waking up to him due to both of our hectic lifestyles, and certain events could happen in where we could be separated in the long run, which is kind of depressing to think about, but still possible. but what that counts is that i have him now. i guess you really need to appreciate those things, from the nightly bickering, to waking up with someones heartbeat next to yours. from being able to go out in the kitchen in the morning and have a box of your favorite donuts on the kitchen counter because someone cared enough to get them for you. it's not really the things that matters, it's the thought behind them. and i'm probably the luckiest guy in the world to have someone as loving and thoughtful as butch as mine.
so really, merry christmas to everyone. i hope you're enjoying your holiday, even if it isn't christmas, and spending it with the people who mean the most to you, because they're who have been there for you for the past years, not a new game system or some expensive jewelry and with that i'm going to end this update here and go spend the rest of today with my crazy family, which includes a drunk hick, a pug which that silly drunk loves more than me, a rum guzzling minidonk and a kitten named boo bradley, i suggest you all do the same with yours.
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[11 Dec 2004|12:28am] |
so i have gone three weeks without updating this thing, that is a first i thing in a long time.
i'm exhausted from constant touring and yet again i am sick. how in gods name it is possible for me to be ill seventy five percent of the year i have no fucking clue. not only am i physically sick, but i am home sick, i miss my boyfriend, and my home life. i'm excited about getting to head home and move my shit into butch's, since the fact of being able to wake up to him everyday when our career's permit is an amazing feeling. plus i can make him dinner and play housewife while he drinks his wine and giggles drunkly on the couch, i'd say while watching sports but he is more likely to be blaring some horrible eighties music on the stereo, i'm still wondering where he got these straight points from. he applies eyeliner better than me half the time and models for vogue, yet i'm the bitch? go figure huh.
besides that i have just been curled up in a ball in my bunk and being miserable as i try not to snot on everyone around me. tim tells me to stop being a princess but i tell him no as i throw my bag of half eaten doritos at him and then whine at him when he won't hand them back since there are still crumbs in the bottom to eat. by the way i have been really anti social lately, sorry about that guys, i love you all still even though i haven't spoken to anyone in like forever, except for maybe quinn and daniel. and of course i harass my boyfriend nightly with my constant phone calls but i have kind of disappeared on the rest of you i promise to sign on again, once i am done whining about my current illness.
this was a really shitty update but i am half asleep where is my bottle of evian spring water and sinus medication, my band is such a failure at meeting my needs bye.
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[19 Nov 2004|09:30am] |
so after that rather short 'break' i am back. i know those seven days were so long, but most people who even would of missed me at all i wasn't really gone for.
so i spent the last week doing things a handful of random things, from going out and getting oral piercings with quinn allman, to fighting dirty jews in the middle of walmart with holiday supplies it's been an interesting time.
as for the first part of that list, it seems that quinn and i are such great queers together we went hand and hand to get our piercings. which really made my week and probably my boyfriend's too seeing i ended up getting my tongue pierced. it seems i'm easily entertained too since i can't stop showing it off at shows. it must've been great between quinn and i together on the 17th. he was hanging around with his lip ring while i was jumping up and down trying to catch people's attention with my own piercings. but i lost as usual, i bet the stupid bastard came out during my set as usual and stole my whole fan base. OH THE PAIN IT NEVER ENDS.
besides that i spent a lot of time with my boyfriend as well, especially on his birthday and even though he keeps fighting the extra year, if anything he only looks better with age, so i don't see what he's complaining about. plus not many people can say they have a model boyfriend, and with his vogue shoots, i think he's doing rather well at his age. i am so doing this rockstar thing right. he's probably going to >:o or tell me to shutup for saying that but it's all in love. plus i just want to brag because that's in my bed every night and not your's.
so with that said, i forced daniel to watch brother bear last night and no matter what he told you he enjoyed it, i think i even saw him tearing up during some parts, even if he stomped off when i called him on it and threw a three year old fit. i thought i was suppose to be the princess??? this is rather disappointing. i am making him watch our show tonight and then we get to start our first show together on the 20th in chicago, so here is hoping he does not try to ride any type of small vechile without a helmet during it. i am going to try my best to keep him safe though because dear god the boy always ends up injuring himself, yet i can hang off or rafters and my head is still in one piece, go figure. even though i shouldn't after he almost left me in the middle of walmart last night, what the fuck was that about, i am still emo about this, fucking jew. remind me to hoard his candy canes today while i throw a bag of jewish candy coins at his head because that's all the bastard deserves, he can keep his dirty paws off christmas.
i really love him by the way.
anyways, tour will be fun, and i guess that's all that will be happening for me lately except for the breaks i take off to try to drop back down to texas so i can start moving my stuff up to butch's. lifes really good lately, and i think that i can just end things right here.
wait no I HAVE A MINATURE DONKEY AND YOU DON'T, now bye.
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[13 Nov 2004|01:30am] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 drained |
] |
break.
|
|
this is for ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=88.8) parker okay |
[08 Nov 2004|01:21pm] |
i know i just updated the other day so shutup i have a good reason to do it again and then you won't have to hear from me for awhile
happy birthday to one of the most beautiful people i know, inside and out. you are an amazing friend and person in general, i don't think there's one thing i wouldn't do for you, and you've always been there when i've needed you and you know i'd drop anything to make sure you were okay in the same fashion.
so have a great day sweetheart, and hopefully i'll see you soon :-*
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[07 Nov 2004|01:54pm] |
it's been awhile since i updated and i guess i haven't really had much to say. i still don't really have anything to say either but what the hell, i just thought i might as well for giggles.
it's been fucking torture being away from butch, i've never been so moody in my life, and not to mention being so ill doesn't make things any better. half my time spent has been snotting on myself or throwing up in a random trashcan and when i'm not doing that, i'm just homesick. homesick meaning i just want to be with him, because really when it boils down to it, being in his arms is home to me. so i guess it's really lonely when you don't have that at night when you've grown so used to it.
but in brighter news i am going to parker's party tomorrow and then i believe meeting up with daniel in florida, after that i have butch's birthday, and then the hoobastank tour. it's just really nonstop for me lately and i think it's just killing the lack of immune system i have, but i'll make it through, and try to stop being a princess about it but i can't make any promises on the second part of that statement.
i think i have an apology to go off and make, but i'm being too thickheaded to suck it up and say it, so i guess i'll save that for another day.
goodnight.
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[27 Oct 2004|06:43pm] |
this is all i want for christmas. plan on buying ahead please.
|
don't believe in me
|
|
[18 Oct 2004|09:23am] |
so here goes another try at updating without being a moody bastard. it's nine thirty am though so you know the tiredness might leak through, god whoever created mornings needs to go die, right this minute. anytime before twelve in the afternoon, should just not exist in my book, except to sleep through.
i spent a lot of last night snapping at friends, and then trying to make things better. i think for the most part most things are healed, but truly it was a rough night, at least for me. i'm not used to being serious, i rather laugh than fight, but sometimes you can't laugh about things and in turn fights happened, and a lot of unecessary things are said out of hurt or anger. i wouldn't say i ever regret anything i ever say, apologize for it yes. but i think everything said somehow helps towards the process of making things better in the end. maybe that doesn't make sense, but in my mind it does, not that my mind is the most sane place to be in the world.
i'll spend a couple days at home with butch before i take off and see dan for a couple days, then i need to finish fusion off before the tour with hoobastank, and then i have to fit in two birthdays with in there too, my life is so hectic. josh wills needs to stop stalking me around the bus area it makes me uncomfortable, especially because i hate that droopy bastard, just kidding maybe. either way the next couple days should be interesting to say the least, not in a bad way, just in a thought of things have been put off for too long and i should have been speaking face to face with dan a long time ago. not that our fights are constant, i just think that we misunderstand the other in many ways, but i guess he put it the best last night when we spoke, is how much like brothers we seem to have become. it's nice, a little hectic sometimes, but seriously i wouldn't trade the relationship i have with him for the world.
regardless i have a lot of shit to go do, first i plan to make my boyfriend breakfast, then i plan to go get some work done, aka setting up tour plans via phone and calling tim to make sure everything is going fine back home. regardless i am going to head out, so later guys.
|
don't believe in me
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
|
|
|
|
