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For those who didn't think a trailer could make you cry.... [Nov. 22nd, 2008|12:24 am]
Sean Dwyer
I offer you this.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=61-GFxjTyV0
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Police: Man urinates on dog after owner spurns sex [Oct. 24th, 2008|04:43 pm]
Sean Dwyer
That is all.

No, wait, it's not --- quickly --- can anyone tell me what "spurns" means...? Can you get arrested for it? Well, I guess, apparently, you can.

Sean Dwyer,
Sean Dwyer
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That is bad-ass. (Stolen From Jessica) [Oct. 15th, 2008|04:51 am]
Sean Dwyer
Your Debut Album

1 - Go to http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.

2 - Go to Random quotations: http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.

If you want to do this again, you'll hit refresh to generate new quotes, because clicking the quotes link again will just give you the same quotes over and over again.

3 - Go to flickr's "explore the last seven days" http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

Put it all together, that's your debut album.


Mine:

Francis B. Francois --- "Always What I Pleased"

Album art-work:
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/2928447577_05f2e6b351_m.jpg


Well, I'd buy it. It sounds awesome.
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Well, I'm done. [Aug. 20th, 2008|03:49 am]
Sean Dwyer
[mood |apatheticapathetic]
[music |"Drop Out -- The So Unknown," by Jack's Mannequin]

I've decided that after reading this: http://www.cracked.com/blog/2008/08/19/how-to-win-a-fight-against-twenty-children/ ,that no matter how long I plan on writing, I will never be able to top this. Never-ever. So, I'm just doing the right thing and bowing out now.

Also, the new Jack's Mannequin CD is awesome, thus depleting my desire to ever finish my long-awaited follow-up record to my 1999 success, "Vampires vs. Pirates." Yeah. Sorry. It was going to be called "Vampires vs. Pirates III;" leaving it totally open to answer a lot of the unanswered questions when I'd finally release "Vampire vs. Pirates II: Not Vampires vs. Pirates 1 or 3." See. I had a plan and everything.

Sean,
Dwyer
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Dracula's Lament [Jun. 1st, 2008|04:42 pm]
Sean Dwyer
"It's getting kind of hard to believe things are going to better.
I've been drowning too long to believe that the tide's going to turn.
I've been living too hard to believe things are going to get easier now.
I'm still trying to shake off the pain from the lessons I've learned.
And if I see Van Helsing I swear to the lord I will slay him. AH-HAH-HAH-HAH!
He'd take it from me, but I swear I won't let it be so. AH-HAH-HAH-HAH!
Blood will run down his face when he is decapited. AH!
His head on my mantle is how I will let this one know: how much I love you.


Die.

Die.

Die.


I can't."
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Risk Level: Low [Apr. 5th, 2008|06:29 pm]
Sean Dwyer
Hey, guys! I'm excited that The Office returns with brand-new episodes, April 10th.



Disclaimer: Hopefully, THIS entry will result in me not pissing anyone off or alienating any of my friends with my words. Seriously, The Office is really coming back April 10th -- there isn't some kind of hidden meaning that I'm implying to personally upset any of you. I promise. If you feel otherwise, I assure you, this was not my intent.

Thank you,
Sean Dwyer
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I call this next poem "Feeny." [Mar. 22nd, 2008|04:09 pm]
Sean Dwyer
"Mr. Feeny is very smart on many subjects, including art.
And yet he can't help me with my frustration:
COME ON, TOPANGA!"
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Correct Way To Dedicate A Song [Dec. 20th, 2007|08:48 pm]
Sean Dwyer
[music |"Gone 'Til November (Pop Version)," by Wyclef]


[Wyclef - Spoken]
"I wanna dedicate this song, 'Gone 'Til November...'
To all you ladies out there, crying all alone in your room
And all you fellas, going down south...Not making it back...
May the lord bless your soul, I love you girl."
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Excerpts From An Excuse (Part VIII) [Nov. 10th, 2007|08:04 pm]
Sean Dwyer
[mood |fullfull]
[music |"Carry you," by Jimmy Eat World]

I'm sitting here at work -- minding my own business, while one of the people I work with is having a rousing conversation with my most recent ex-girlfriend, with no regard to me being here. I wish I could just not listen -- but, really, what am I supposed to do? Sit here with my hands over my ears? It affects me very much. I wish I could wipe her from my mind. I don't want to think about her anymore; don't want to be reminded about her; don't want to work with her friends anymore. See, I was doing okay with the whole post break-up up until a few days ago when she called me, and told me that even though she's going to be home for Thanksgiving, she doesn't think it's a good idea we see each. She was all, "well, I didn't know if you were all excited for me coming home, so I figured I'd tell you I wasn't coming so I wouldn't get your hopes up." Excuse me? So, what, apparently I'm this sad little puppy, who she thinks does nothing but pines for her when she's away? Basically, I told her to get over herself and to fuck off. Which turns my post break-up feelings about her from fond to hateful. That's the last thing I wanted when she went away to Grad school, I just didn't want to hate her. I don't need another person in my life, to whom I cringe at the sound of their name. And, I didn't think it was going to be this way with her. Like, last September -- a month after week broke up -- we got together, and we cleared the air with a lot issues. I felt really good about the way we left things, to the point where I didn't detest her. If things ended there -- last September -- and that was the last time I ever saw her, I would have been okay with that. But, no, she leaves this ridiculously unnecessary message on my voice mail -- trying to take the high morale stance on the situation -- and telling me that she's decided that she never wants to see me again. It was just so unnecessary, and now changes everything between us. I mean, if she never called, based on how we left things in September, maybe after some time we could have gone back to being friends. But, now, because of her gigantic ego and obvious disregard for my feelings, our relationship -- whatever form it would have eventually taken -- is now pretty ruined. And, I'm pissed about it, I won't lie. There was no reason for it. She now joins the short-list of people that I'd like to drop from a plane, and she didn't have to be.

I wish I could let this go. I wish I could just forget her entirely; let go of the disdain I feel for her and just move on with my life. It's amazing, as humans we've come so far through evolution: opposable thumbs; learning how to invent things; making planes fly, etc. And yet, we still haven't haven't managed to manufacture the sure-fire, correct way to deal with a difficult break-up.

I don't know why I felt compelled to type this -- I'm just upset, I guess, with having to listen to one side of the conversation with my ex-girlfriend. So that's probably it. I just wish I was better at dealing with his angst, and not letting it get to me as much as it does. It's just amazing that the thought of a certain person can turn your whole stomach to sludge, and you don't have the slightest idea why. Perhaps I need to approach science about the potential to re-work my stomach. Maybe add flamethrowers. Or, wings. Although, that might look awkward... But, I trust science will make the right decision on the matter. They always do. Double-fisted science.

-Sean Dwyer
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Come Down Stairs And Say Hello. [Oct. 26th, 2007|06:48 pm]
Sean Dwyer
I've been tearing through the Harry Potter series like a drug-addict tears through his morning mail. Because he had an important package. (Backstreet Boy A.J.: "Was it drugs?") Well, no. (Backstreet Boy A.J.: "Oh. Well, in that case, I'm not entirely sure I follow your analogy. So, he just got an important package that wasn't drugs...?") Right. Basically -- Okay, he IS a drug-addict, but at this moment he's actually excited about receiving something through the mail that's not drug-related. (Backstreet Boy A.J.: "Then why was it worth mentioning when it had nothing at all to do your tearing through the Harry Potter series?") Plenty of reasons. This particular drug-addict's complex; he's got layering. Like, today, when he woke up, he was really hoping that his Ed DVDs would come in. (Backstreet Boy, A.J.: Are you just saying this because you are the one who is actually waiting for his Ed DVDs to arrive?") Yes. (Backstreet Boy, A.J.: "Well, that's just stupid.") Maybe. (Backstreet Boy, A.J.: "No -- No, it is.) Well, all right. But, still, I'd really like those DVDs -- I ordered them off of the internet, like, three weeks ago. (Backstreet Boy, A.J.: "Uh-huh. Well . . . I'm going take off.") You sure? (Backstreet Boy, A.J.: "Yeah, I'm going to bounce.") Oh, okay. Later, Backstreet Boy, A.J.. Thanks for making Sean Dwyer's livejournal one of the stops on your comeback tour.

I'm actually moving out in a few days. Have I done any work at all in preparation? Not as much as one would think. Or, y'know -- none at all. I'm in deep denial that I actually have to pack everything I own, and that it's going to be a lot of work. I can't believe that I've been kidding myself thinking that I can just last minute this whole thing, as per usual. So, since I only have one class tomorrow, maybe I should, just maybe get started...?
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