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I enjoy people watching - and by people i mean breasts.
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Monday, October 27, 2003
12:34 a.m.
holy shit!!!! its been a month since i updated! SORRY!!!!
London, The South, and Los Angeles ... esse
Monday, October 27, 2003
12:26 a.m.
estoy enibreiadado. I figured it out: When im 35, and single, and miserable, im gonna get a cat and name her Dixie. And i'll refer to her as my "Girlfriend". (not like that will get me chicks) But if i can personify a cat as someone who has feelings for me, it will mean a lot to me and make a difference. K. I'm gonna have another shot of pine trees. Liane, te amo muchisimo. Buenos noches mi amor y la mujer de mi vida.
Apocalypse Yesterday
Sunday, September 28, 2003
02:04 p.m.
Went down to good ol' whittier yesterday to see martin, and i ad a real kick back and relaxing time. We went to laguna beach, where low level clouds engulfed the hills and beach. We walked around laguna for a bit, then sat on some rocks on the beach where i developed a game. It plays like this: You see two or more people walking together, you look at them and determine if they're 'fucking' or not. Along with determining whether opr not they're fucking, you can guess at their orientation, favorite position, and any fetishes they might have. It's guite fun. We then ate at johnny rockets where martin, not 30 seconds into our beverages, spilled his mr pibb all over himself while pursuing to put a nickel in the jukebox. We walked away unusually full for the amount we ate and then got ice cream (gotta have ice cream, its a ritual). We made our way back to the college and met up with some of his friends while bringing the apocalypse (clouds) with us. We wandered over to another friends house where there was supposedly a 'party' going on, so we had prepared by getting squirt guns and party hats. We walk in, everyone stares at us, and then we leave after about 5 minutes, cause well...there was no party, only about 6 other people. How awkward for everyone. As uneventfu as the night may have seemed, im still glad that i got to spend time with martin. I think he and i have a connection to eachother, and if he and i ever end up doing something creative together, And i hope we do, it will be well worth my time and effort.
I'm suposed to me meeting ms rios sometime today, but that whore flaked, not to my suprise, and now im blogging. I've been thinking about Liane A LOT since she left for sun valley. This past week i've been thinkinbg about her a lot. I love her so, so much. She's so kind and wonderful. I just want to give her the world. Andrew can shove a cock up his ass and say that he's capable of love, but i doubt he knows the feeling that i have for her. Ahh...she's the best.
Good lives are gold....
Sunday, September 21, 2003
10:07 p.m.
Yesterday, i worked for liane. Although this weekend consisted of very little office work and more of watching harrison and taking naps with my head on Liane's lap. It was a wonderful weekend. I came in at 9:00 on saturday morning, and Liane was still in bed, so i went upstairs and crawled in bed next to her and we just cuddled (sounds wrong, i know, but it was sweet and wonderful). I never felt so loved. It was heaven. Last night martin came up again ad did the ritualistic pilgrimage to "Baked Ice" for ice cream, followed by standing in front of "Le Sex Shoppe". This time we went in, and found a slew of new Porno movie names that are worth mentioning, so here goes (some of these are old):
Oklahomo!
Swallow My Pride
Top Buns
Anal Thunder 1&2
Bring'um Young #1-#12
Monster Coxxx 4
Three's CUMpany there were others, but they slipped my mind. Worked for Liane again today, then came home and had a long conversation with my dad about some sociopsychodevelopmental things regarding harrison, and Liane's situation with Michael. And now, i go to rest my weary head. Good night, my dear fans!
Kiss today good bye & point me towards tomorrow...
Wednesday, September 17, 2003
09:59 p.m.
Auditioned for the Opera Program at school earlier this evening. Rocked the song that i royally botched in June. I'm in such a fucking good mood. She's talking to me (ms ketchum) afterwards and says," You, are a diamond in the rough...." Fuck yes...what a thing to be called! I'm looking forward to this massively. I already think she has a liking to me, even though she's heard very little of my voice. Cause whenever she looks at me, or ask a question, or whatever, she has that look on her face with that special smile. Maybe im just a magnet for that kind of treatment. and if i am.... WHO THE FUCK CARES! I MADE ONE OF THE ONLY TWO OPERA PROGRAMS AT THE JUNIOR COLLEGE LEVEL IN THE ENTIRE LOSANGELES AREA! Who da shizzy? Stick that in your pipe and smoke it!
Seriously.
Sunday, September 14, 2003
08:53 p.m.
Quite literally the only thing i EVER hear about Jeff Ryden is the expulsion of his bodily fluids.
Money Ain't a Thing!!!
Sunday, September 14, 2003
08:32 p.m.
Just had an entertaining evening with my family and Paul for amber's birthday. It was great, cause a couple of time i sat back and realized the joys of family. In other news, i finally got my room cleaned out. I can actually walk and its really nice. I haven't had it this clean in a while. Today was kinda boring though, cause i never saw anyone, and i just took my meds last night so i wasn't able to do a certain few things because of it. So i played a lot of video games. Martin came up last night and sara and he and i hung out for a while, went to old town, and kinda started to act crazy when i was there. I suddenly got really lax about the word "Nigger", but thank god i didn't get myself into trouble. On the way back i roll down my window and shout "Money aint a thing" while we were at a stoplight. Martin died laughing. I always love it when someone as funny as martin laughs at my jokes. It's just, like, an honor. Anyway, im gonna go spend some time doing something else now! Bye.
Horror Movies
Saturday, September 13, 2003
12:04 p.m.
Horror movies. dont ever watch them while you're high. Moving on: Added a bunch of classes. And my Vocal Performance Technique teacher, Ms. Ketchum, is really something else. Like, Ms Rios: The Sequel (Only thinner). She's this total diva, soprano, sings opera, and has that kinda flirts with the boys attitude. Its kinda strange. She sucked me into singing opera on wewdnesday nights. God im a sucker. She's really pretty, but before i start down that road, lets move on. I made choir and 9E, and this year is gonna look so good. ALright, i have ADD mad crazy right now, so im off.
Tuesday, September 9, 2003
07:48 p.m.
Ok. A lot has gone on, and I'm just getting over the elation of getting my computer back online, so, yay for me. I'll update again later, once i calm down.
College
Wednesday, September 3, 2003
09:26 p.m.
I think i may have died and gone to terrestrial kingdom....i guess. Not quite heaven. I mean, im still living at home, but as far as school goes, im in heaven. I walked out of choir today weeling ecstatically happy. I forgot how much i missed choir. Everyone was so nice and fun and happy in there. It was just a plain old damn good vibe. Some people that i had just met and I all went for soda afterwards and we talked about camping horror stories. These people are wonderful. I asked Ms Rios if these are the type of peple that choir draws. I really hope shes right when she says that it was. Ah.... I'm also thrilled to death to be studying under Don Brinnegar. Such a brilliant man, he takes his art seriously, and he likes to have fun while doing it. He makes me laugh. I think thats probably where ms rios drew her pedagogy (sp) from. Cause i notice similar teaching stylez. (That "Z" was accidental, i was gonna change it, but i thought it was funny in retrospect, so i left it....I'm tired.) OK. South Park time. Bye
What has the world come to?
Monday, September 1, 2003
08:43 p.m.
I was out with Liane and Michael last night, down on Larchmont, and we stopped at a newsstand. I was thumbing through an issue of Rolling Stone that featured "The 100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time" and much not to my suprise, Jimmi Hendrix was featured on the cover, as well as being labeled #1. This really bugged me. Why? I dont know. I guess Jimmi Hendrix may have been the best guitarist of all time, i dont know, i don't listen to his music. But i'm really tired of seeing him on the top 100 lists all the time. i mean, it wasn't even a toss up between him and someone else. The other thing about this lists that made me mad about Hendrix being on it, was that the beloved Jack White was ranked 17, above Pete Townshend, John Lennon, George Harrison (Beatles, Beatles), Les Paul, Tom Morello (RATM/Audioslave), Adam Jones (tool) and a slew of other well known and probably far more talented guitarists. What's more, is that above all this was Johnny Ramone and Kirk Hammet (Ramones, Metallica). Also names that weren't on the list include James Iha and/or Billy Corgan (Smashing Punpkins), Paul Simon, Jeff & Tim buckley, Tom York (Radiohead) and i'm sure anyone could think of several more off the tops of their heads.. Dont misunderstand, I love The White Stripes, but there's no way in hell he's better than Iha or Adam Jones. Not on any given day. But guitar "Ledgends" such as Greg Ginn from Black Flag appear on this list. Oh my god. The list should be renamed "Most Promoted Guitarists of All Time" I really wish that the fuckers in control of the music industry would branch out a bit, or at least have the fucking balls to have a different opinion. I mean shit, having a different opinion would do nothing in their posiiton. America will believe what they want to print. It makes me sick that the music industry is, in many respects, a monopoly. Fuck Hendrix. Fuck Cobain. And most of all Fuck Kirk Hammett.
Peace.
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