Goodbye Missouri. California here I come…

The house that was my home for the last few years – the most developmental years of richardness – is now empty and belongs to someone else.

My green Grand Am, the 3rd car designated as mine but the first that I’ve owned in this short time since I’ve been driving, is jam packed with my essentials. Most of my possessions have been boxed away with my parents stuff and will find a new home in the Richard-wing of their new house in Texas. I bring with me only a few key items, clothes and a ton of useless crap that makes me, me and will make my new room, Richard’s Room.

This is the second time I’m leaving Missouri, as I lived here shortly when I was 5, but then I went back east. This time, I go west… west to Hollywood (or an hour north of it at my grandparents old house. whatever). West to fame and stardom. I started in New York, rested here in the midwest for awhile, and now to the far leftest coast of these United States. No where to go after that…

Living History Log:

  1. New York: Birth-1986
  2. St Louis: 1986-1988
  3. New York: 1989-1998
  4. St Louis: 1998-2003
  5. California: 2003-?

I lived in St Louis for one year when I turned 5, and 5 years when I turned… into a man.

*que inspirational music*

Though I leave Missouri as I came: friendless, in need of an indentity reformatting and uncertain of what will develop from my new change of address – I will remember my time here fondly.

More on the friend-end: will they ever come back?…

But really, there’s no reason it HAS to be war forever…right? well, no, but thats the likelihood. cuz see, what will happen is that theyll fail at life in various forms, remember how awesome a friend i was and want back in or at least feel regrets. the mistake will come in their thinking that this selfish regret is sufficient for forgiveness when instead ill just have to add more notches on their permanent record. fuck that.

Like Jesus, there are no time limits on my forgiveness, but also like Jesus, you’ve gotta fkking repent for your god damn crimes. there’s no “hey, my bad” and then its all cool. if you wrong me, you make up for it. if you wanna be friends after that then you not only make up for the crime but also the time….the time that has fucking passed between now and when you pulled your bullshit. thats the rule. i have to respect my friends and theres nothing respectable about some douchebag that thinks “hey bro, im real surry bout that stuff mayn” is sufficient reparations for significant crimes against nature.

Actually, as weird as it sounds – if i could see a future friendship with any of these assholes coming about it would be, ironically, Ryan… the guy who fucked my girlfriend. While sluthole Alice and faggetine Mikey will no doubt pull the bullshit “i’m sorry” song and dance within coming years – or WORSE – the “hey bro, whats up? lol. how ya been man??” horseshit that hopes time will have clouded my steel trap memory – i could see Ryan pulling it off with a tinge of naive sincerity.

Ryan may have been the grand wizardHitler who orchestrated this Final Solution to wipe out richardland, but he was also the only one to show remorse and make a small penance. Nick didn’t care, Mikey was all “hey man, whatever. i’m movin up and awwn in life withoutch ya’s” (fag), and the slut girlfriend was whining at me that i “have to be okay” with her being in a relationship with Ryan now because “i’m gonna do what i want”. ya bitch? and i’m gonna do what *I* want, and that doesnt involve endorsing your little Guenevere/Lancelot kingdom ending whorefest. Ryan however, manned up and called me to talk as long as I wanted, answered all my questions truthfully and when I said “you’ve gotta be fukkin kidding me” in response to the prospect of these two little lovebirds producing a relationship, he said okay and ended things with the bitch that night…. Even when you’re the victim you had to admit that he was being a stand-up guy after being a twofaced evil scum sucking guy. he even returned her jacket she left at his dorm to *me* (left it on my doorstep, rang the doorbell and left to avoid confrontation) instead of her so as to honor his vow to have no more contact with her. I was impressed… and even though I heartily dislike him, I heartily dislike him the least out of all the others…

So could he actually make a comeback? well, conceivably, any of them – even the whore – “could”. but a “hey, wanna b frenz again?” instant message on a thurseday night 4 years down the line aint gonna do it, and unfortunately when people make these kinds of decisions, they usually dont come back from them in full force.. just half assed pussybullshit regret…

who knows though. im rooting for all of them… i really am.

A sad end to an era…

Still in the aftermath of Nick and Feminine Mikey betraying me to help my girlfriend lie her way into sneaking off to Ryans college for the weekend for drinking and sexing

The real downer here is less so much that another disease ridden skank i saw potential in turned out to be just an empty vesseled loser slutbag with no soul, but more so that…

dude… Ryan is gone for good now…
dude… Mikey really jumped ship there…
dude… Wheeler and Bussey outlasted Ryan and Mikey…
dude…….. 🙁

I may not be a good liar when it comes to other people but when its myself, i’m friggin awesome at it and my richardland doubles of these people were pretty much the opposite of their current states.

richardland Alice: flawed but resilient
REAL Alice: slutty skank

richardland Ryan: most dependable partner in crime
REAL Ryan: most back-stabbiest criminal in partners

richardland Mikey: loyal to Richard no matter what
REAL Mikey: Richard who? fuck that guy

richardland Nick: just kinda follows the crowd
REAL Nick: …well, that ones pretty much the same, but still – the others are big disappointments…

Like, when Ryan was just trying to fuck my girlfriend through emails and not actually thrusting his beer boner past the 900 other inscriptions of “so-and-so Was Here” markings on her vaginal walls, it was easy to brush off and chalk us up to still probably rejoining in the future and living life like we were supposed to…

The plan behind cultivating this group of friends was entirely to build life-long friendships. it might sound stupid to hear someone say thats what they had in mind when they were making high-school associates, but i’m not ashamed of it. I created this group of friends from scratch, pulling together hand picked models representing a distinct walk of life on purpose, and I wanted these to be my guys. my entourage when i’m a movie star. my buddies that come sailing with me in the Greecian islands on holiday when i’m a billionaire. my confidants when my presidential administration is accused of misconduct with an intern — THIS was it… and now thats gone. these shmucks are my enemies now. they’re on… the list…

I wanted to love these little douchebags, but instead… well, i’ll let the Phantom of the Opera say it for me in a creepier but more melodic fashion:


(UPDATE: .wmv embed replaced with Youtube embed)

Well… its on fuckers… this elephant doesn’t forget, and revenge is a dish best served cold. Know what that phrase means? It means that the revenge is hot and fresh out of the oven right now… im gonna put that shit on the window sill to cool off. its gonna sit. grow some mold. fester and decay. probably ferment a little as it rots. then, years and years down the line – OH, looggit that… a shitstorm caused by an old friend that you decided to fuck over. nothing violent or godforbid, illegal – dont insult me with such pettiness. just good old fashioned icy cold justice, straight up.

Ryan wins the battle. won’t win the war…

Back in December when I found out Ryan was flirting with my girlfriend via e-mail after she ratted him out to me, my contact with him kindov diminished. Little did I know that his contact with said girlfriend didn’t.

Long story short: they lied, they made the sex, they played me like a board game basically. and not a hard and convoluted one that requires strategy like Monopoly – they played me like Candyland. and the candy was my gf’s vag. or like Shoots and Ladders and the shoots were her slutty pants going down and the latter was – or is it Snakes and Ladders? cuz then the snake could be Ryans penis and the ladder could be the rungs of moral decay she descended.

Despite my hilariously on-point metaphor filled rhetoric however, this was a blow that came with a force of a million “aaww…dude”s…

Not gonna sugar coat it. There was shock and pain involved.
Actually, the reaction to the news went embarrassingly similar to this:

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The full story went like this…

[EDITORS NOTE: full story has been redacted indefinitely due to it being just too pathetic. It has been saved to an MS Word document and may be restored at some point in the future…]

Mikey the racist homophobic Mac hater.

The Following is the transcript from a conversation with my poor misguided friend Mike Glaser. All I wanted to do was share my new ad slogans for Apple computers so I could be on their user featured commercials they have and there goes Mikey…injecting his bigoted views wherever he can… Please pray for him.

Richar900: Greetings Michael. -I was just wondering if you’d take a look at some recent Macintosh slogans I made up. Here’s the first one :
don’t do crack! -buy a mac…. “

MicMan02: thats so gay

Richar900: or how bout “you’re PC is crapple…so why not go apple?” (apple.com)

MicMan02: crapple isn’t a word…

Richar900: -yes it is, look it up jackass (but make sure you have the right dictionary cuz yours might be broken)

MicMan02: ahh yes, i see

Richar900: how bout “if you like snacks – you should buy macs” cuz I mean – everybody likes snacks ya know?

MicMan02: that doesn’t even make any sense

Richar900: yea it does. its connecting the pleasure and easy access of snacks to computer electronics. its genius

MicMan02: iMovie is preloaded onto it…you should mess around with that

Richar900: yea, i want to get the files on my pc on it but I don’t know how. …and I have stuff thats too big for burning

MicMan02: you have single files that are too big to fit on a cd?

Richar900: yea – my short movies are on there like popcorn (not on there LIKE popcorn – but they’re on there.. one of those films being named “popcorn”)

MicMan02: well that sucks large black penis

Richar900: …Michael, that sexual reference is unneeded and offensive. The fact that you inject a color to it makes it a racial slur and that’s wrong. I’m afraid that on behalf of African Americans across the globe I think you should apologize immediately.

MicMan02: is there any way you can chop it up and do it in chunks? (the file, not the nigger dick)

Richar900: Mikey…please…Although I don’t condone racist comments under any guise, I find this particular degradation of African Americans insulting and reprehensible. -besides…im on a PC.. PC’s aren’t as good as macs for many reasons

Richar900: I strongly suggest you look into it more, macs are pretty cool if you just give them a chance

MicMan02: richard….i’ve had a mac for longer than you have…i made that arguement to YOU a long time ago.

Richar900: Mikey…when will you understand? You’ve made these same misconceptions since I’ve known you. You need to change with the times and realize that no matter what you say : Macs are cool, Blacks are cool, and “Argument” only has one “E” . -but it’s fine for now… I won’t hurt your pride big fella any more- its ok

Richar900: we can just move on from here 🙂 (you little rascal you)

MicMan02: but its true…i’ve been telling YOU that YOU should get a mac for years…but you didn’t want to because they didn’t have a right mouse button…

MicMan02: remember, you almost bought my G4…remember richard…REMEMBER!

Richar900: “macs are for macs”

Richar900: -hows that? you like that one?

MicMan02: you’ve only enjoyed their superior performance for a few days now…while i’ve had them in my life for years.

Richar900: “if your name is Josh – buy a MacinTOSH” -what about that? I mean – everyone named Josh will be compelled to buy!!

MicMan02: you’re retarded.

Richar900: “next time you’re at hooters…don’t be like my friend mike glaser who is stupid and hates macintosh computers…and black people”

Richar900: it’s GOLD!

MicMan02: thats the gayest one yet

MicMan02: you can’t buy macs at hooters.

Richar900: no – it just makes you think about it. cuz then you’re like…”boobs…macs…-i want one!”

MicMan02: ahh, i see. i have to go get some lunch….because of your input, i’ll now definetly consider the apple computer corporation when purchasing my next home computer.

Richar900: I’m glad to hear it Michael… now if only I could get you away from the Hate…Away…from the hate… talk to you later homophobic racist Mac hating buddy.

MicMan02: see ya (and death to all those different than me. -especially the black people…I hate them.)

My future…

My plans for the future are to entertain the world in all kinds of media. Utilizing my talents I plan to eventually write, direct, produce and star in my own movies with some modeling and acting done on the way.

:: Just a matter of time…
Show business can often be a hard one to be discovered in, but the “hard” part is not an issue for me. My goals will be met at at least some level, some time. Although this amount of time may not be in my favor, I can assure you that it won’t be too long. I could skyrocket upward, or it could take a near decade for me to get a steady foot in the door, but either way, I can promise everyone reading this that in any case, it won’t be too long before I start a solid journey forward to greatness.

This is because if time gets to be too much for my patience I will get one of those “job” thingies (bussing tables if I have to) and work for the sole purpose of self advertisement until someone, somewhere, thinks I might have something to offer the entertainment industry, and decides to give me a good deal.

:: Money
To achieve all I have planned for life, I’ve gotta be filthy rich. I mean stinking, smelling rich. Like I walk past and people go “oh my god. what the eff is that smell?” and someone slowly raises a pointed finger and goes “…him…” and the smeller realizes its me and is content.

Why is this necessary?
Because I’ve got great plans for the world, but they cost money.

This is an announcement of intent. Check back in 10 years or so and see if I’m on my way or employee of the month at Losershack.

(a personal journal adjoining the Richardland comedy network)