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    Monday, June 11th, 2007
    1:11 am
    excitement
    Psilocybin here we come.

    Current Mood: ecstatic
    Saturday, May 19th, 2007
    7:45 pm
    yay for summer reading
    this summer, i plan to make up for 2 years of missed free-reading time. time occupied by a rediculous amount of homework.
    on my list:
    the iliad and the odyssey by Homer
    the aenid by Virgil
    Foucault
    Derrida
    holy blood, holy grail
    the entire vampire chronicles by Anne Rice
    Norton anthology literary theory
    various buddhist texts
    blink and the turning point by Gadwell
    Proust
    Bronte collection
    Poe collection
    Lewis Caroll collection
    gravitys rainbow by Pynchon
    sophie's choice by Styron

    followed by a multitude of others i cant remember at the moment. to say the least, i went crazy on amazon :D

    Current Mood: excited
    Current Music: gnarls barkley
    Sunday, April 8th, 2007
    2:23 am
    il fait beau et chaud.
    i can feel/hear/taste summer: fun, debauchery, far & away places, friends, and a helluva lot of adventures.

    Current Mood: restless
    Monday, March 5th, 2007
    9:25 pm
    wake up swerve
    almost dying on saturday in an insane car accident two minutes form my house and being able to walk away without a scratch and a seemingly fine car gave me new perspective: why tease death in small doses on a daily basis when its waiting for you without your consent around every corner? losing control of the car is like passively losing control of your life, and watching it spin and try to avoid colliding with other hurtling cars, just like the insanity i experienced at rush hour. time for me to getback on track, jack.

    Current Mood: thankful
    Friday, March 2nd, 2007
    8:15 pm
    highlight of my fucking week
    yesterday morning, me and jon are hanging out at my house after work. things are getting fun in my room, when i hear a loud knock on my front door. i open the curtain and peep out at some portly, goofy looking guy. annoyed at the interruption, i go to the door to see what he wants. he was one of those house-soliciting magazine fucks.

    im nice to him as he explains to me that hes trying to raise money to send himself to USC, despite my aggravation. finally i manage to break a word in between his ramblings and tell him "i dont have any money, sorry" to which he responds "oh, you don't need any money, just a check!" without even allowing myself to get started on the fact that the world is now based on the idea of money that really doesnt exist (credit, etc all leading to inevitable financial DOOM) i tell him no and apologize again. to this he says "sorry is a boardgame." !!
    i was so fucking pissed that i couldn't resist, and i retorted, "you know, im in the middle of giving my boyfriend a blowjob, ok? ive been nice enough to listen to your sob story, so now kindly fuck off."

    to say the least, the look on his face was unbelievably hilarious. i have never pulled a shocker like that one before on someone. im praying that my blatant crudity will grant me getting let off the hook when it comes to goddamn magazine salesmen coming to my fucking door and perturbing my existence.

    Current Mood: amused
    Wednesday, February 28th, 2007
    8:16 pm
    i do indeed adore being a recluse
    so whats new?

    hermit-status due to schooling is almost half-over. ay dios mio i miss all the fun times.

    someone loves me, which is quite exciting, foreign, and interesting. while i will admit all the time that he is precious and i adore him, a little less than half the time i will admit to loving him back. i still loathe that goddamn word. its putrid.

    about 10 more days til i know if i have cancer or not. yay. my favorite was when my doctor told me smoking a cigarette a month or so increases my risks. last time i checked, just plain existing in this excrement of a world gives everyone cancer.

    im sick of being mentally sick, so the search for a behavioral shrink is ohn.

    Current Mood: quixotic
    Thursday, February 22nd, 2007
    10:55 pm
    maybe maybe not
    new NIN album sounds like it may be more them than the previous. at least from the titilating tidbits i have heard, it sounds like a pleaser, more like the old trent. one can only hope.

    Current Mood: hopeful
    Thursday, January 25th, 2007
    10:44 pm
    hallao
    i fucking love school. french american lit british lit drawing/composition algebra & walking for fitness. i adore being busy: 19.5 units.
    my hair's getting longer, which is chill.
    europe is coming closer. can't wait.
    fuck everything else.

    Current Mood: awake
    Current Music: high roller_ crystal method
    Thursday, January 18th, 2007
    1:35 am
    giddy kinda
    i just ordered white persian poppy seeds. oh yeayuh

    Current Mood: bouncy
    Sunday, December 31st, 2006
    12:36 am
    so they hung saddam
    if we always had cruel and unusual punishments instead of offering free living accomodations with promised meals and a gym, we would have about 1/3 of the criminals we house now. my favorite is hammurabi: an eye for an eye.

    Current Mood: amused
    Saturday, December 30th, 2006
    5:54 pm
    so glad this shit year is almost kaput
    let the downward spiral begin.

    Current Mood: resigned
    Friday, December 29th, 2006
    4:13 am
    i wanna be porcelain.

    Current Mood: cold
    Tuesday, December 26th, 2006
    1:32 am
    all i want for christmas is you
    please let him be for real.
    thats all i ask.

    Current Mood: giddy
    Sunday, December 17th, 2006
    10:20 pm
    screwgw
    in spite of the fact that it is oppressed upon me from all angles (consumerism, blatant/antagonistic decor, and insipid radio commercials/jingles) it doesnt fucking feel like christmas. for the most part, this seems to be a universal sentiment this year.

    Current Mood: apathetic
    Monday, December 4th, 2006
    11:12 pm
    i just wanted to frost some damn cookies, man
    sunday dec. 3rd 2006. i wake up at 10:30, with my usual irked sentiment toward the motherfucking wind that howls at my eaves.
    pile into the car with my merm to go to michaels. i am beside myself with excitement to go craft shopping because im making custom gingerbread cookies for the people at my work.

    we get into the car and see a bunch of random stupidasses driving around the neighborhood, and smoke coming from up the street. we decide to check it out and drive around the cul-de-sacs up the hill. mom says "yeah i think we arent going out anymore." head back to the house, start ripping her watercolors off the wall, piled my clothes, laptop, and schoolwork into my car. take the animals to a friends house. in about 10 minutes the smoke is growing thicker, orange, and towards us. people are told to evacuate up the street, and aside from being skitsy and nervous, we are ready for the most part. constantly running around the house trying to think what you would miss if you no longer had it. throat parched, endless reek of fresh, dense smoke. eyes irritated shut from the ash. hosing the house down every once and a while. and the whole time the wind whips cruelly, endlessly at its 70-80 mile per hour gusts. sean my manager called to see how i was doing, because he knew a lot of people that lived around me and wanted to check up.

    waiting for hours with nothing to contribute to the mania, worried because the house is for sale and if the house burns insurance only pays for a third of its value while the sailboat is half its value and we would still need to pay the fucking mortgage. stupid motherfucks driving all around my street to look at the fire. goddamn idiots. i cussed out this one man who was in my way as we were driving up the street to pull all our cars out. i actually called mike, because i knew he would know any updates. he picked up and called me back once he found out the most recent news. funny how life's little adventures make you not give a shit about someone that ruined you long enough to call them because fire is their expertise.

    later that evening and we're just chilling. mike mcmillan and i had been hanging out all day long, and we went to vincenzos and i splurged and had pizza.

    10:30 pm, i comment several times on how the smoke smells strong again, sorta fresh. dont think to check outside.
    about ten minutes later we get a call that the fire is back, and i start loading the few things i had taken out of my car back. luckily it wasnt just me and my mom this time, we had mike and daviids help. outside, there are embers flowing so thick across the street that the hill looks like lava. soon more firetrucks come, all the neighbors outside. the wind whips my fucking face off, and when i grit my teeth i can feel the crunch of all the dirt and ash. til about 1:30 am we run around outside, moving our cars all over to avoid the fire and trucks and wait it out.

    i was supposed to open at 4:30 am, but i called my boss and asked him to cover me. and i finally got to finish frosting my cookies later today after i had napped all day, which was really all i cared about this weekend.

    as always, i am never fully at ease until the winds are over for the season. they're evil.

    Current Mood: exhausted
    Current Music: mogwai-i know you are but what am i
    Monday, November 27th, 2006
    11:20 pm
    lil white rabbit
    as soon as i can sell the tang, im getting this for myself:


    the sailbot got delivered to oxnard on wednesday. last sunday my mom and i went out to the harbor for lessons to learn to sail it and work its astounding gadgets. i actually steered it out into the sea for awhile, which was quite intimidating. our coach Wally told me i was a natural on such a vessel, and it was a rush unlike any i have had: exposed to the mercy of the elements while they kick your ass. felt great. the galley of the ship is beautiful, and there is so much space it is unbelievable.

    when i go to channel islands, i am actually going to live on the boat, which will be way rad. it is in a live-aboard harbor, so right up the dock is a pool, spa, gym, and common room. pretty much a dorm situation that i have all to myself. i cant wait to have the feeling of being on my own but not really, since i can come home whenever. i just need to be able to get away when it is necessary. there are really charming shops all around the harbor with restaurants, and all the architecture is wood painted with vivid colours and it all has a sea-town feel. every sunday there is a farmers market, which is one of my favorite things.

    pictures of the boat to come after this weekend. my mom and i are going up there this friday-saturday. her name is L'Esperance

    Current Mood: enthralled
    Wednesday, November 22nd, 2006
    11:42 pm
    a sporadic gobble's day eve
    i got home at 7 am today from a fun night of frolick with david.
    i woke up at 2 pm today and decided it was time for that next tattoo. so i got it, and i love it. and it was awesome seeing chespy.
    tomorrow's agenda: work 5:30am-10:15, then come home and prep desserts and other various entrees for 4 hours, then go cook and feast with the grandparents. happy thanksgiving, everyone.

    yayuhhh

    Current Mood: drained
    Current Music: fergielicious definition
    Tuesday, November 21st, 2006
    12:38 am
    im excited for turkeyday
    :]

    Current Mood: hungry
    Sunday, November 19th, 2006
    12:42 am
    myspace is fucking everywhere
    am i the only one still creeped out when i find a 54 year-old on myspace? i wish myspace was still underground and not all over the tv/radio. what do we do when all our parents have profiles? when everyone has one? ayy.

    Current Mood: high
    Current Music: mogwai- cody
    Thursday, November 16th, 2006
    9:56 pm
    meep
    so much to do with no time for fun nor money for fun makes me crazyyyyy

    Current Mood: busy
    Current Music: roots manuva- new kind of motion
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