recap central: cross-country kamut road trip, day four: denver.

ACTUAL DATE OF TRAVEL: FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 16TH, 2011.
SMALL PICTURES WERE TAKEN BY ROSE ON HER IPHONE; LARGE PICTURES ARE MINE.

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DENVER, COLORADO AND ITS SURROUNDING AREAS

When you’re on a cross-country road trip of such brutal proportions, a day off — any day off — just seems like absolute heaven. Such was the case our first full day of not having any driving responsibilities — we had a day off, being chauffeured around by Kathy and Ed, in Denver and its surrounding mountain town areas. What wonderfulness!

This is apparently me sleeping.

Kathy and Ed’s kitchen. I’m always glad there are other people around to take photos (especially Xinlei for a lot of the trips I go on with her) because, left to my own devices, I focus too much one miniatures and could really seriously care less about anything else…

Breakfast was super chill. Kathy had bought a quiche that was heated up (she’s not horribly amazing at cookery), and I stole some of Ed’s cereal (a non-sugary kind I had wanted to try for a while… but was not impressed, no no)… we ate outside on the patio, and it was super nice… got a good view of some little prairie dogs. Haha. Cutie patOoties!

Then we went to a state park called Roxborough, and it was right next to the famous Red Rocks Ampitheatre (which seriously looks like the most awesome place to see a show — right there next to The Gorge, if not better). Description on a Colorado parks website describes the place as, “More than 1.2 billion years of geologic time are represented by the spectacular red-rock formations found within Roxborough State Park, which is located southwest of Denver. Ecologically, the park is highly diverse as a result of its location in a transition zone between the plains and the mountains. The area’s geological structure has resulted in micro-climates that have produced seven distinct plant communities in a unique mixture of prairie and mountain species. As a result, Roxborough is home to abundant wildlife, including black bear, mountain lion and deer.”

It was about a half hour or maybe more drive to get there from Ed and Kathy’s house (which is actually located in Littleton, Colorado, which I believe was the site of Columbine). It was actually pretty crazy… I wouldn’t think it would matter that Denver is a mile high, but I am apparently so out of shape that slight inclines were initially me wearing me out. My body definitely got used to it after a little bit, but initially I couldn’t catch my breath and I was seriously like, “WHAT THE FUCK!!! HOW AM I THIS OUT OF SHAPE!?!!” I mean — I guess I am still out of shape cause I probably shouldn’t have been out of breath at all, but the fact that it’s a mile high makes it a LITTLE better. Very little, though. Pathetic. The image below is one Rose took, of a view from a teeny tiny little lookout point that took like 1 minute to walk to.

Having traveled so much, places always remind me of other places, and geographic formations always remind me of other geographic formations. This one reminds me of the formations at Cumbe Mayo in Cajamarca, Peru, just a little bit. I guess in some ways it’s funny to no longer be astounded by beauty in nature in such an extreme way, but at the same time, it’s not that it isn’t remarkable — it still is — but it is no longer remarkable in a way where I feel it necessary to constantly say aloud, “Oh my god, this is so beautiful!” but sometimes I forget that other people haven’t traveled nearly as much as I have, and that as a result, they still do need to say these things… sometimes I need to remind myself of that. It’s like with Burning Man, where everyone was like, “Your mind isn’t blown right now????” and I was just like, “No, this feels totally natural to me.” And it wasn’t that I wasn’t impressed by anything that was going on — I was — but nothing felt so incredibly foreign that it was constantly astounding me… it was just like, “Well, clearly this is a environment where anything goes, and here it all is, splayed out, and it is just going.” I guess there is nothing in the positive realm of things that people do that really blows my mind anymore; the things that blow my mind are more in terms of things that exist in the universe, or the really truly horrible things that people can do. I don’t consider this jaded, though… it just seems like… tolerant. But maybe is my skewed view. But anyway…

Well, we didn’t see many animals, though we did see a praying mantis that was sitting real pretty and nice… which is pretty cool, since I have never actually seen one before… it was just sitting there forever. Such beautiful things!

Apparently Colorado peaches are a big deal. Or at least this is what they kept telling us.

We later on went to the mountain town of Georgetown. Small mountain town with cute little tourist shops, fresh air, etc. Think it was very much reliant on tourism, and one of the shop owners mentioned to Kathy that the reason was coming to an end because the days were getting drearier.

We took a tour of a place called the Hotel De Paris, which was pretty interesting. We were not allowed to take photos inside, but the place had a really interesting history, with a founder (Louis Dupuy, though that was his fake name because he was running from the law in France or something) who knew nothing about architecture but a lot about business, and he did really clever things like saving money where it didn’t matter (in terms of striking visitors with a good impression) and spending money where it did matter. For example, he had these really ornate table legs on his dining room tables but when you lifted up the table cloths, the tables were just crappy wooden planks. Or he would get slightly mismatched objects that looked just close enough alike that no one would really notice unless they were really studying them in-depth. Clever dude. Also used a hotel to try and spread his ideas about good hygiene — through hand-washing, less people in an individual room, etc. Through the tour we learned that Coors Beer was founded around the same time and that they were contemporaries, and that Super 8 was also around at that time (but was much lower-class than this particular hotel). The lady who was giving us a tour totally had a crush on the dude posthumously — it was very obvious — and we all definitely got a kick out of that. Here’s a before and after shot of the place just because it’s interesting:

One of the shops, being hella senile and shit. I got a major, major kick out of the tennis balls. Major. Side note: As we were leaving this shop, Kathy destroyed one of Ed’s sunglasses, which I guess was like… the fifth one she’d destroyed in a couple months or something. Not sure how the woman even does it!

The Trading Post was a cute little shop there. The store owner was a cute little man. He got really excited about taking a photograph of us and dressing us up. This picture below frightens me a lot because I feel like I look like Yee-Ma. Lord fucking god.

There was this really cool antique shop and bookshop in town where I found an excellent book (I read the first few pages and definitely needed it; don’t remember what it was, but it was about travel and one guy’s adventures, basically, and it was a very, very old book…). I thought it was $15.00 or something, which was cheap, a splurge for me because I didn’t need it. Turns out it was actually $45.00, and the $15.00 was a leftover remnant. The shop owner said that they liked to keep those older prices of the books on the books because it spoke to the book’s legacy, and I really liked that. They had wonderful books in there. When I explained to Rose the situation and why I didn’t buy it, she said, “They didn’t honor that?” and I said that it made sense that they wouldn’t… and she said something like, “You’re a good person,” which is the strangest response to that thing because to me, that’s just what makes sense…

On the way back to Littleton, we stopped by another little town, but again, there wasn’t so much except for a little town and some shops. And apparently a pizza joint that is totally the jam, but we didn’t really eat at it (constant abstinence from food, I’m tellin’ ya!). Not sure what makes a Colorado pizza a Colorado pizza, though. I’d be curious to find out sometime. Then we went back to the place and ate some roasted veggies, bean dip, tortillas, etc. that Kathy had bought the previous day, and it was like, presto! Instant meal from a bunch of pre-made things! But it was good, and there was some fucking jamming queso, hah. NOMMMMMMMMMMMMM.

After it got later, Rose and I wandered downtown and just wandered. Here are some of the things we found…

13th and Sherman St. I’m not at all interested in this mural. What I am interested in (but we did not get to eat at) is this vegan and vegetarian restaurant right next door to it, called City O’ City… it was so nice-looking and so hoppin’… then again, Denver was just a hoppin’ place, in general…

This is a truck next to a show we walked by, which I knew Troy would kill me for not going to… George Clinton and Parliament Funk! AND IN DENVER? I’m sure it woulda been fucking awesome. Unfortunately, it was also like $45. A dude in line who answered my question about what it was insisted that we should go, and I mighta, but the price was just a bit too steep for the two of us.

Denver’s downtown area (pictured above) was just in general kind of rad. Here were some of the extremely large-scale installations found there, that again, makes stupid Seattle’s Sculpture Park seem just so dumb… (someday I’ll get over how much that thing sucks…)

After going downtown, we visited Gypsy House Café (1279 Marion St.) a bit north from downtown Denver. IT HELLA RULED. Man. If I had this in my town I would DEFINITELY go there everyday. I’m talking… normal bookworms, Muslim women, gothic kids galore. It was fucking fascinating. And they had hookah. And they had a super vegetarian-friendly menu. Shit ruled so hard. I think there was a venue attached to it in the back (where I suspect some kind of goth show was going on??) but I can’t really be sure.

Anyway. I eavesdropped on a LOT of conversation, mostly on our peer-aged Muslim gal pals who were talking a LOT about makeup, and one of them was talking about how she went canoeing fully covered but pulled her head veil back because, “A hijab tan is the worst thing ever.” I thought that was just the most hilarious thing… they also talked a lot about how people would welcome them to the United States after they said they were from Colorado, even though they were born in the States, just because people wouldn’t believe them. Bum deal.

This is a sign found in their bathroom. Fun one.

After working at Gypsy House Café for a good hour-and-a-half or something, we decided to go onto Larimer Square, which Ed had said would be a “happenin’” part of town… and it definitely was, though in a frat boy-y kinda way.

What we ran into on the way there was fucking Denver’s OKTOBERFEST! We were clued in by this really horrible metal-punk-Irish band, complete with accordion, but even more obnoxious than one might ever expect from a band like The Dropkick Murphys, even. God, that shit just doesn’t work for me and just never has, though I applaud their efforts… I guess…

My eyes were definitely popping out of my head when I saw these marshmallow treats, and I was definitely wondering, “WHAT THE FUCK!?! WHY DON’T OTHER PEOPLE USE OTHER KINDS OF CEREAL THAN RICE KRISPIES FOR MARSHMALLOW TREATS? GENIUS!!!” I mean, it’s not that novel of an idea really but it so is, too… I think I need to combine my newfound love for Peanut Butter Puffins (seriously, the best thing ever…) and make marshmallow treats using those… omg omg omgogmaogmoamgoagmoagmoamg. I am already pre-dying with taste satisfaction. RECIPE FORTHCOMING ZOMG. OMG AND I CAN ADD SOME BANANA TOO HOLY SHIT.

The rest of Oktoberfest is what one might expect: a bunch of drunken idiots milling about. But everyone seemed to be in high spirits, extremely friendly, and bro-y, but in a different way from the usual bro. They were all like skater-snowboard bros, which is a more tolerable kind of bro (and which, up until recently, I hadn’t really considered a bro, but they are bros in other people’s eyes, I guess). MM-HMM. Yeah, I’m kind of a boring counterpart to these kinds of things just because I don’t like, party. Or drink. So I just kind of sit, and for some people, it’s weird to go to a bar with me as I do not drink or whatever. With multiple people it’s fine, but with just one person, it’s sometimes like, well, might as well not.

Along the way back, we passed one of many marijuana dispensaries, but this one is particularly dope because it’s built out of an old gas station. Caaaamoooonnn. That totally rules…

Anyway, got sidetracked there. This was just a funny thing we happened upon walking by a tall skyscraper building… and both of us did a double-take — for good reason, obviously.

That was pretty much the end of the evening. Crawled home and back to bed.

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meant to go to bed as soon as i got home because i was falling asleep while sitting in a chair, but i guess i got a second wind. went to see cocorosie tonight. extremely impressive. walked like 12 miles today. heel’s bleeding a little. it was fun. found an awesome izakaya restaurant called miho. saw some of the most hilarious weird things, such as an english red telephone booth in someone’s yard, a huge weird empty fountain thing, etc. quested the shit out of north portland. got a million job offers all at once. woke up and designed vaguely what i want my tattoo to look like (see below). life is swell.

second one’s the end goal. the symbology as follows… copy-and-pasted from a description i wrote, which i sent to jeanette and aaron:

“the middle symbol comes from islamic art and means ‘the breath of consciousness’ – the idea is that all things were created perfectly as they are… (they say by a divine creator, i don’t necessarily agree with that part but i like this idea). therefore, since a divine creator created everything, everything is free to be as free as it wants to be. one example is that… every day the sun rises in the east and we think that’s remarkable, but it’d be just as remarkable if the sun came from the east all the time and one day it came from the west. it doesn’t need to have a reason… it just is. as is the case with everything.

as far as the circular lines radiating outwards… they’re taken from the lorenz butterfly — it’s a mapping with correlations to ‘chaos theory’… basically… if you look at fluid (or gas for that matter) in a box and you apply pressure to that box, you can see patterns that the gas or fluid will make when moving, and these patterns are its movement. it’s always somewhat predictable, although not EXACTLY.

the upper right-hand corner symbol is an early chinese version of the word “shui” (water) — the lower left-hand corner is the sagittarius symbol. “

the idea: perfection in chaos. tis how i roll.

random tidbits from april 2007

i’m feeling… cool.
i’m listening to… j-majik – space invaders, jeremy enigk – ballroom dancing, morissonpoe – pearl necklace, rocky votolato – she was only in it for the rain, bright eyes – we are nowhere and it’s now, yui horie – rolling star, sia – breathe me.well it’s been a long time since i’ve posted, so i’ll try to recap as much as possible!!

tuesday, april 3rd, 2007 — since coming back from nippon, i was pretty much fucking death. 2 hrs of sleep max every night over the course of the entire trip definitely took its toll. me, tony, lingo, and miko ALL got sick on the way back from japan — probably from the plane or the airport. the week after was death for me… or as lenny would describe it, i looked “mangled.” every day, he called me “mangled.” lol.

monday, april 9th, 2007 — went back to work for the first time. in two weeks. they had hired a new guy to replace ben, named jorge. yup. he was from los angeles or something. yar. was kinda surprising! also, josh quit snocon that week and it kind of blew cause like, he has my willowz cd, and he was supposed to write a review for it, and he didn’t. so, er…!!! how am i going to get a hold of him?!! it’s kinda sad! mr. jorge is from la. he runs some websites. we don’t get along so nicely as ben and i. but he’s okay.

wednesday, april 11th, 2007 – pwnology meeting. yupyup. first one in a long time. time to get this show back on the road after everyone’s back from nippon!!!!!!!

thursday, april 12th, 2007 — been going swimming a few times at posa and linh’s pool. that thing is so fucking hot. it’s like an indoor hot tub rather than an indoor pool, man. but i’ve been swimming laps, and i must say — i am quite surprised i can even still swim laps. but a half hour is about as much as i can stand — both taking into regards how BORING it is swimming laps and conditioning wise. i could probably swim for a bit longer, actually, perhaps if it were more exciting…

tuesday, april 10th, 2007 – went to a job interview for an internship. to think, i nearly skipped it. it was at a warehouse thing in sodo area. interesting. kinda a warehouse. interesting space. pics of it to come. but yeah. i’m quite amazed at how things worked out. i applied for an internship and brought my portfolio. they really, really liked my stuff, i guess.

wednesday, april 11th, 2007 — got offered the job with the new place, trendi.com — they wanted me to meet with them the following week.

wednesday, april 18th, 2007 – pwnology meeting via vent, so i went to pochi in the u-district and basically just uh, chilled out. went to uh, uh… sunset tavern after work and basically went to interview this musician named chrisopher blue. chrisopher is a blues/jazz-influenced rock musician who was kinda interesting to talk to. it was weird, however, that after the interview and he went on stage, he seemed like a totally different guy. boy did he talk a lot.

friday, april 20th, 2007 — gave rick @ snowboard connection my three weeks. i feel bad leaving snowboard connection people behind cause i really like working there, but you gotta do what you gotta do, you know. what i had to do was move on past a dead end job. i went into that job hoping to change and to help rebuild a new website, but unfortunately, the system is not in place for me to help with that. i did all i can, and i’m going to work one day a week more to try and add on a bit more, but the time for me there is done, i think. was giong to go to the war room that night for jenn’s birthday because sean was spinning there, but that never happened. ended up going to the sneaky thieves and small show at the vera project with jenn [villaruz]. it was a decent show. missed the other two bands that played, but sneaky thieves was OK and small sails (formerly adelaide) were pretty damn good. i think i like them quite a bit. enough to keep their CD now, that’s for sure. haha. kinda cool that i found them randomly after all these years. after that, we went to u-district and met up with cynthia and jennie and hung out for a while at a bar, and that was cool la la la. some old guy wanted to play cynthia one on one in pool after we were playing doubles for a little while. he was like, “do you mind if i play her in doubles?” and jenn was like, “i’m not sure she wants to play doubles,” and he’s like, “yeah, she was asking about it,” and i said, “yeah, she wanted to 1v1,” and he was like, “she just wants it hard and fast… haaaard… and fast.” gag? also, jennie KNITTED this really cool backpack, and that was kinda dope!

saturday, april 21st, 2007 — so i never knew cougar mountain was super close, but today, lenny, cynthia, alex, and i decided to go to cougar mountain on a quest. long time no quest. cynthia’s idea, and yay. we basically hiked for like 6 miles or something. found this cool beetle which had orange spots on its back, and we looked closer and turned out one of the spots was an orange spider. can we say dope? dope. questing is always fun. next time lenny plans. let’s hope he doth.

tuesday, april 24th, 2007 — rofls. so like, went to work at snowboard connection today and rick and i were supposed to basically talk to john [logic] a little bit about if i could still work there one day a week. rick and john ended up fighting and that discussion ended mighty short!

wednesday, april 25th, 2007 — john and i went out to lunch (aka soup from bakeman’s). it’s interesting… john is pretty cool to talk to and i never ever got the chance to talk to him until this time. funny how it took me a time of quitting to be able to talk to him about anything? he really just asked me what i thought they should do about snowboard connection and their website and stuff, and i gave him honest answers… that they should just move on with a decision and stick to it. so yeah. he asked me a lot about what i thought jorge, ben, and rick’s strengths were. hard questions to answer!

the only thing worth remembering.

i’m listening to… jimmy eat world.

5:00 am – not the most ideal time to write in here for numerous reasons (one of which is because it is 5am), but i’m going to anyway, just because i’m going to forget it later.

went questing today with lenny, alex, cynthia, and jennie. hahaha what’s funny is cynthia moved out of her old place but i guess alex and i both forgot, and i drove there and we walked upstairs and stuff (didn’t call, which is good… good job subconscious), and then looked inside and saw HEY THERE’S NO ONE LIVING HERE AT ALL. then we remembered that she moved over in with jennie. oops. it’s only been like uhhhh A MONTH. idiots.

cyn and lenny were having a water balloon fight @ their place beforehand. it was umm yeah fine. then we went to 7/11 to get drinks or whatever and then to magnusson park in sandpoint. it’s right by radford court. big park. don’t know why we’ve never been there before.

first got there and they had some quote unquote art installations (ha typed out), which were like giant pieces from old nuclear subs that were scattered around a lawn and painted black. was going to climb, but it was really hot. then we just continued to walk around. alex climbed a tree quite nicely and got bit by ants or something. jennie found some pink ribbon tied to some stake in the ground that was probably slightly important as it had a #6 written on it, but whatever. tied the ribbon in her hair. found the beach. cyn, alex, and jennie jumped into the nasty ass nuclear waste water. there were the weirdest rocks there. some weird orange clayish rock that writes like chalk. some igneous rock that was weird-as-hell looking. some weird “black diamond” thing… not quite rocks. don’t know what it was. tried to do research right now but i can’t find anything about it. apparently a black diamond is something in between graphite and a diamond. although that scale is huge, i’m sure.

lit a fire on the side of the ocean. found good grass starter. was going to collect some for our bonfire on friday. and i did. but lost my bundle. and then collected another. and then lost another. and then yeah. i finally brought some home, but it’s a small pile, and it’s the third.

anyway, continued onwards. journeyed through bushes. found this random open dirt clearing in the midst of all this trampled grass and trees. there was a ring of trees around the open dirt clearing, which would have been perfect for a satanic ritual or something, omg! and i was trying to build a canopy. cynthia built a fire pit with rocks, and lit some stuff on fire, and then we decided ot put it out… just in case. lighting fires in a forest probably isn’t too great of an idea. just a thought.

took some random spiny ass path out. lots of cool little plants, as usual. saw this wooden plank in the middle of nowhere and thought that maybe there were stairs leading down to a dead body or something under it. instead, there were a lot of snakes. and one pissed or whatever on alex’s hand. and it smelled funny, allegedly.

and then we moved on and found a hole in some fence and found some abandoned part of the park with a bathroom that was all locked up and a soccer goal that was just demolished. and we climbed on some stuff, and then found the bottom of the poles that signs are on. so just the poles really. so we started playing javelin and throwing around these metal poles… and it was probably not very safe, and probably not a good idea, but it was fun, even though they are heavy as hell.

and then we saw this other fence, and we preceeded to hop through that one too. that one just had piles and piles of gravel and stuff. it wasn’t as exciting of a trespassing as one would have hoped, but we did manage to climb up the gravel hill and find this nice indented place between the piles where we all could sit around and stuff. it was neat. and cynthia cut her leg on the fence on the way in (we were stepping on it), and made a maxi pad tourniquet.

upon leaving the gated area, we found some random metal bars and stuff, and lenny and alex held them up and i attempted to climb up and do the around-the-worlds like we used to do in like 5th grade, except it was impossible to climb up it, and i had to swing out to try and get up it, so it was really hard for them to hold it. it was shaped like an upside-down U sorta. yeah and i ended up getting up by climbing alex’s leg / arm. lol.

then we left the area. found some red plastic cups and kicked them around. found a piece of wood that was like a cane.

then went to another beach. the real beach, instead of the random little section that touched water that we had previously found. a lot cleaner. didn’t go in, though.

then we left and found some kids picking at apple trees and alex boosted lenny and got a bunch of good ones. and the kids were just sitting around collecting them. this one girl had so many and other kids wanted to eat from the giant pile, and she was like, “no. you can’t eat from the pile.” jeezus, so bossy! there was this one little hispanic kid that was so freaking fat and so FUCKING CUTE. fuck, i wanted to kidnap him. he tried doing a cartwheel at some point HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA and ended up just crashing into the ground like the little short ball of cuteness he is. AAAHHHH HE WAS SO CUTE. serious. ate an apple. they were fucking yummy. a little bit bitter / sour, but in a good way. it was… probably the best apple i’ve ever had, and the lack of pesticides (i assume) made my mouth NOT itch. and that’s good.

anyway. left. harassed some more plants on the way back to the car, and then went back to the car. wewt.

afterwards. dropped off jennie and cyn and i guess some guy had a dog there that ran in front of a biker on the trail behind their apartments, and they crashed… one girl couldn’t move her neck and stuff or something. sucks. they had to call 911. then lenny, alex, and i went back to nordheim to shower, and went downtown briefly so i could give jake [gravbrot] the new redefine magazines that i got today. that was short-lived, cause then we went to jennie and chol’s apartment and had a mini-bbq. made way too many potatoes, but yeah. watched a lot of vh1. and it was all good. and concluded that if you smell people while breathing in, it tastes totally different, OMG.

as scar says in the lion king: BE PREPARED!

i’m listening to… “sister savior” by the rapture, “cute without the e” by taking back sunday (ie: one of their few good songs worth listening to), “ruthless” by something corporate, “ocean avenue” by yellowcard, “that great love sound” by the raveonettes, “the new year” by death cab for cutie, “breaking the habit” by linkin park, “trying to find a balance” by atmosphere, “taylor” by jack johnson, “meant to live (live)” by switchfoot, “anthem of our dying day” by story of the year, “careful” by guster, “learn chinese” by jin, “back in the mud” by bubba sparxx, “silence is easy” by starsailor, “drain the blood” by the distillers”, “echoes” by trapt, “marathon” by dilated peoples, “overture” by katy rose, “followed the waves” by melissa auf der maur, “cold hard bitch” by jet… much more, but i’m getting too lazy to keep going back listing album names.
i’m feeling… kkk.

1:56 am — damn i haven’t written in a lot longer than i thought. holy crap. where to start?

lot of crap has been happening, although i guess nothing interest enough to document or something? wtf? surprising that i have been writing in my real journal more than my online journal hah. but that’s more about feelings than about actual events… so as of now, actual events will be lost in the fog. :/

since the last entry… (thank god i post on my xanga a lot, so that i kind of know what’s going on. so we’re going far back, thanks to xanga…)… this is going to be a huge entry, but whatever. it’s just for me anyways.

[tues, 05/23] – i want to go to burning man. travis built a huge haunted house or something for it last year… that’s rad. there’s also this thing called the phoenix festival in portland too, i guess, which is just this giant rave. wouldn’t mind going to that either. ow! burning man has such fucking rad artwork though :[ today i saw rachel from art126 while i was at solstice meeting up to interview rick from full and one of the silly internship girls (see next day's summary). that was cool. caught up, talking about her architecture classes, my magazine, some other crap. we were supposed to go to the henry art gallery, but i haven't gotten around to e-mailing her yet oops!!!! should do that tomorrow. so busy. then i went to terry cafe with arlen (he bought me food cause he owed me a meal!) to watch jesse's band play with some other fools (didn't stick around for the other fools). they were pretty rad. jesse is pretty good at writing songs - gave him some other feedback about how they should ditch one of their songs which kind of sounds like reggie and the full effect. their music is good, but may be hard to market, but who knows - i think it's good enough and original enough. me and jennifer [yee] are going to help them book shows once they finish getting everything recorded. they only have one song solidly recorded right now, so that’s kind of weak sauce. you can check out their music at http://www.myspace.com/theauralsect. i hate pronouncing their name cause everyone always thinks it’s the oral sect or the oral sex, or whatever, i don’t know yo.

[wed, 05/24] – interviewed a bunch of people for redefine… potential interns. lots of interesting people, lots of dumb people. lots of girls (probably like 3) who answered “i don’t know” to a lot of things. god, it’s probably something i would do, but i never realized until now how horrendously stupid it sounds saying, “i don’t know” to questions that people who are interviewing you are trying to ask you. but blahblah, i’ve never really had an interview, so h00 knows. jake and anthony (well mostly jake, cause anthony didn’t really ask questions!!!) helped me out for a couple of interviews, and one of the girls was the “i don’t know” type, but the other guy was pretty cool… so he’s in. and so are two others… more about that later. AAAH SO MUCH TO DO /suicide. we picked up chelsea… and somehow we ended up at roldan’s house, where a lot of people were in a hot tub and some people were swimming, and death. it was boring. chelsea and anthony had laptops. i was just bored. jake swam a little i think, but i think it was still boring for everyone because there was no food. after that, we jet and went to eat at applebee’s (just the four of us – everyone else was going to “do work” while drinking and who knows). it was fun times. really fun conversation. REALLY FUCKING DISGUSTING FOOD, WITH CHICKEN THAT TASTED LIKE RUBBER. APPLEBEE’S, NEVER AGAIN! i don’t even remember what we talked about. some about how absurd fox news is, and how they talk about the most bullshit news that is entertaining, but seriously WTF. there was a burning bus on TV that was burning out of a window. and then some more talk of burning. and there was talk of fainting goat farms that they have in tennessee. i guess if you run at some goats, they lock up and fall over, seize, and kind of stiffen up like they’re dead. funny, but strange. http://www.redefinemag.com/faintinggoats.wmv.

[thurs, 05/26] – hmmm don’t know what happened in the daytime, but it was pretty busy if i remember correctly. maybe just work. probably. at night, watched “n. korea, a day in the life” and “seoul train” (two shorts put together for the international film festival) with andy [crossett], jenn [villaruz], cynthia, lenny, and posa. i think that’s everyone. it was quite interesting. “a day in the life” was about n. koreans who were faithful to the party, and it was fucking trippy, cause it was so much legitly like 1982 by george orwell. good thing i just finished reading that book. like, people seriously listened to communist party “praise songs” while doing their morning exercises to a leader. it was absurd. they were talking about how much food they had, etc. etc. SO FUCKING FASCINATING. after that, seoul train” played, and that was in sharp contrast… that was about people who were starving outside of the cities – people who didn’t really care for the party… a lot about how they try to escape into china and are often sent back (and killed if they are to be sent back). talk of the underground railroad network of chinese people who help koreans escape into mongolia so that they can go to s. korea and be free. fucking crazy. so crazy. speaking of crazy, the news has been crazy, or was crazy for a day, and there was two things that was funky to me: 1) a guy entered the united states from canada even though he had bloody chainsaws and stuff in his car. they took away his weapons but let him go in, but he proceeded to kill people in his hometown. yay. 2) some guy was trapped in the wheel of an airplane as he stowed away to the united states from south africa. wheels crushed his legs, and his leg and part of his spine ended up falling on some lady’s house in new york. her comment: “i’m just thankful that i live in the united states and that i don’t need to run away from whatever this man was running away from.” you… lady, are awesome. ANYWAY after we went to the movie, i went home, and went to the last supper club with eric [prince], jayson, anthony, and chelsea. nitsuj wasn’t there, that FUCKER. didn’t see zacharia either. the drum n’ bass was so-so. blahblah. at least got a lot of dancing in. richard humpty vission was there in the top floor, the house floor. he was actually pretty rad, because he’s a good dj and he plays funky house. so that was cool. i’m a sober sister ^__^ anyway, that was fun wewt wewt.

[fri, 05/27] – thought i wanted a break for some things, but who knows, guess i didn’t really know what i wanted, as usual? anyway, today, we went to jillian’s… mike, alex, cynthia, jenn [villaruz], who else? random people that came later. jillian’s is fucking expensive. somehow pool ended up being like $23198423 (aka $35), which i swear was bullshit. got jacked bitch. after that, lenny, sebastian, some other fools – showed up, and we went to wallingford to go to this place called MAY. every time i passed by there i wanted to go, so that’s cool, finally got to go. it was definitely WHATEVERS though. the drinks were apparently gross. it looks fucking sweet though. there was a creepy giant buddha statue towering on a ledge with its creepy giant eyes painted in. it looked like it was looking at you from every angle! anyway, they were playing music there, and there were turntables just sitting there and i swear the tracks were just playing themselves. the dj looked so bored. when we first came, the dj was standing outside smoking a cigarette, and no one was manning the turntables. when we actually sat down outside, the dj was just standing there staring off into space while the ONE TURNTABLE turned (the other one wasn’t even being used at the time), and i swear, after he left, the tracks mixed themselves! sebastian saw it too omg!

[sat, 05/28] – had to pick up jake somewhere in the middle of nowhere because he’s SCRUBALICIOUS, actually, it was cause his brother gabe’s car broke down or something. ha ha ha. i pity da foo. so we rented “the shining” – the new, made for tv version – because i thought, “hey, i should watch this.” it was between that and “mean girls” and some new stephen king movie. it’s bad news, because jake can’t make decisions worth shit, and nor can i. it was uhm… WHATEVERS. it was an alright movie. too long (3 discs, like 4 1/2 hours) and not scary enough. mostly a waste of time. mostly. towards the end, jake fell asleep, and he sleeps scary. sleeps so heavily. i think another time he was sleeping and the phone rang in his hand and he didn’t even notice :0 it was nuts. we were all like WTF MATE. but yeah, he woke up and was just staring at me not saying anything. it was scary. X:

[mon, 05/30] – so i’m really phlegmy – i think i’ve mentioned this before. i am a downright phlegmy monster (i don’t think downright is the right word). sick. i’ve been spitting out my phlegm loogies into a cup all morning… pretty much i think i’m going to continue doing that and see if i can fill up the whole glass… and then i’ll pay someone $5 to drink it. takers, anyone!? unfortunately, it’s the clear kind… i’m kind of disappointed because the best ones have some color =( i was talking to jake on the phone, and he said happened to run into a girl, and turns out he saw her the week before that and she had scars and stuff, and he asked her what happened and she said she fell off a bike. then he saw her again this week, and she had a black eye and scratches all over her face and she “fell off her bike” again. yeah right dude, she totally got beat the shit out of. ABUSIVE BOYFRIEND DING DING DING.

[wed, 06/01] – watched “after innocence” with lenny and liz. we got there kind of late, so we had to run to the theatre. for seattle international film festival movies, they usually don’t let people in late, but we weren’t the only ones, so they managed to sneak us in. this movie was about people who are sent to jail and then evidence shows that they are actually innocent. it’s pretty fucking fucked up shit. people leave jail finally and they get like $3 and a bus pass. and it’s hard getting a job. and their kids are 15 years older. and some of them are crazy (especially this one cop, who was really really screwed up in the head afterwards!! you could tell, because every time he smiled, it didn’t last more than like 3 seconds). sad. and some of the prosecutors would fight to have the person stay in jail even though they were proven to be innocent. it’s harder than one might think entering new evidence exonerating the inmate. so many people have their cases sent, and there are only a few agencies that are trying to help these people, and so little that can actually be done given the technicalities, the formalities… etc. sad. i remember during one of my first uw sociology classes (intro to criminal justice – which is the best one i’ve taken, so if you have the chance to take it, please do), someone came in from one of these organizations who helped out innocent prisoners, and they spoke to us. everyone in the class was inspired. everyone was ready to do something. but how many people have actually got around to doing something? who knows, right? who knows. it’s sad, cause i’ve forgotten now why i wanted to do it in the first place. but it’ll come around. anyway, so i dropped liz off and drove back, and me and lenny met up with andy [crossett] and hojo to watch “tony takitani.” before we watched the movie, lenny and i went to subway, and there was the most pissed off worker. he works like 3pm to close everyday by himself or something. shit bro, that sucks. anyway, the movie was based off of a haruki murakami story, which is why i wanted to watch it in the first place. there was a short film preceeding it with the first chapter or so of “the wind-up bird chronicles”… such a beautiful book. the short film was some language none of us could determine, but i thought it was egyptian for some reason. is that even a language? LOL. anyway, it wasn’t how i would have imagined it. not at all… except for maybe the parts when he was at home. but definitely not when he went to see may or search for the cat. anyway. the other movie was about this guy’s life… and how tragic it was, and how his wife died and made this girl come in to do work in his house wearing his wife’s clothing. i don’t know. very very minimalistic direction. lots of use of negative space and the color white. very very slow, but fantastic nonetheless. i love movies that are slow, but are so interesting and captivating that they are still entertaining (ie: “the eternal sunshine of the spotless mind”). anyway, it was a good movie. word. and um, i like holding hands. i like holding hands a lot.

[thurs, 06/02] – a line from an infomercial alex and i watched: <b>”a lifetime of temporary pain relief.”</b> lmao. many more where those come from… but i don’t remember them now. i’ve sold like half my clothes that i never wear, but it’s weird… even so, i now feel like i never have anything to wear, even though i never really wore those things before anyways. gave brett [buchholtz] my old skateboard, cause i haven’t been using it anyways. hahahaha. he cut up his face. hardcore. and jake [mcninch] broke his arm. HAHA. newbs. ^__^ i passed jake and stretch this one day on the street and saw them haha and instead just zoomed off leaving them in the dust of my honda because i didn’t feel like reversing. huk. i hate my split-second decisions – they’re always the worst. got a haircut in fremont @ rudy’s with andy [crossett] today… not a fan of their haircuts, but hey, whatever, at least andy didn’t ditch me with the haircutting this time!!! he went crazy with buying records @ sonic boom – uh oh, i think we’ve got an addict!!!!!!!!!!

[fri, 06/03] – mse bbq during the daytime… went with arlen and cynthia. there was also another engineering bbq going on at the time. saw this weird building which they say is radioactive-ish. lol. some guy doing taichi in the middle of all of the engineering, with a band playing and people in line waiting for food ($5 for a hamburger and a hot dog, psh, and people were in line for like an hour and a half to get it), and he was doing taichi!! nuts!! the mse bbq was free at least, though, so we ate and drank their beer (not i, but other people). neato speedo. la la la. left early, and went to a fall of troy concert with lenny, jesse, and reid. it was not nearly as good as their last show, and there was this other band that was fucking nuts… in a weird way. not my kind of music, but definitely entertaining. it was the weirdest combination of bands – i don’t even know where to start really. but it was entertaining cause everyone was so different, and the venue was at the paradox in ballard which i’ve wanted to go to for a while now… it’s this all black church that looks really… hip. yeah. fall of troy’s bassist tim is uehm… whatevers. but the drummer andrew’s brother is trading us a magazine advertisement for 1,500 buttons, so that’s cool. 1,500 is a bit of a lot, but hey, whatever. and um… scene kids are so fucking cute. i guess when you invest so much money into eyeliner, hair dye, and hoodies (this would be boys and girls) you have to look somewhat decent? >__< damn, if only i were five years younger… none of those sceney-looking boys our age… which is a blessing as well as a curse. but for me it’s mostly a curse, cause i <3 teh boys of that nature… look-wise anyway… personality-wise, there’s something definitely wrong with spending so much time and effort and energy into looking such a way. but still T__T afterwards went back to the mse bbq and there was talk of going to fremont for barring, but ended up going to jake’s instead with alex and joe. as usual, ate pizza, and jake passed out all funky like, and then we all went home in a tired state. lol. ate food up on the roof, and alex and jake are disgusting. they ended up eating the packaged parmesean by dumping it straight into their mouth, and with some of those peppers too… and every piece of cheese that was stuck to the wax paper was owned. and this nasty ass sweet carrot cake was devoured along with cheez-its. *GAG*

[sat, 06/04] – went to see jesse’s show @ ian’s domain (lol) with mike and jennifer yee. it was alright, but not as good as last time. the band after them had some songs which were cool, but they were way too long. i wrote them on myspace telling them what i thought – that their songs were good but should be half the length (mike, jenn, and jesse all agreed with this)… but they wrote back saying, blahblah, we are who we are, blahblah. shutup.

[sun, 06/05] – word of the day: “buzzkill” used in the context of: a) when someone is just so lame, and such a party pooper, that they are a “buzzkill”; b) when an event happens that is such a disaster or unexpected occurrence that everyone around them is disturbed by its having happened. ^__^ “buzzkill” was used today in the sense that we were just talking about some guy that is a buzzkill (no names here), and the other was… me, alex, and gareth went to jake and brian’s apartment. jake gave me this ring he found in a box of “free toys” outside his apartment, and it is this purple plastic ring that says, “#1 girl!” as part of the found-things gift-exchange, i gave him this flyer advertising the world’s naked bike ride. mine was not as good, but whatever!! later jake and brian got into a fight with some kind of misunderstanding, and it was in the living room that jake bitchslapped (or something) brian, so that was kind of an insta-buzzkill. so we left. also today, we found a bombass apartment for $2000. five and six bedrooms cost the same, so we decided to go with a six bedrooms. i now have too many male roommates. living with: arlen, farm, alex, andy, andy [the glasses chinese-looking one], and nate. andy, nate, and alex owe me money, the hoes. would have liked a four bedroom, really. six bedrooms is a ton, but at least it’s cheap ^__^ and it’s pretty nice – the top floor is remodeled. we were looking through the place last time HAHA and this one room has a “storage closet” and the landlady opened the door to show us, and i was like, “OMG IT SMELLS LIKE (trail off)…” cause it reeked of weed. didn’t want to get them in trouble, though. wouldn’t want to get a houseful of people with macguyver on DVD in trouble. no, no. as we were leaving the apartments, i made a wrong turn to get home, and so alex and lenny, who were in my car, happened to mention hunger, and so we went to red robin’s. the worker there was like the nicest dude. he even wrote a “thank you ” on our receipts!!!! and he was like super friendly making weird conversation… what a nice guy T__T

[mon, 06/06] – uhhhhmmmm went to portland to visit trask and drop off magazines. planned on leaving really early, but didn’t end up getting there til around 3 PM? or something. HOLY SHIT BORINGEST DRIVE EVER. DO NOT DRIVE TO PORTLAND UNLESS YOU HAVE TO. it is straight freeway death, and through the boonies so that the scenery is hardly even entertaining. death, i tell you. went around to different places to drop off the mag… that was good fun, i guess. it was alright. seems so weird dropping shit off in a place that you know nothing about! traded guitars with trask – he gave me his 3/4 acoustic and i gave him my electric fender since i don’t use it anyways… la la la. met some of his homies. that was neat. went to this guy nick’s house and they smoked hookah. and i watched. and they drank. and i watched. and their house is scary. they had fun ghost stories! first off, when they moved into their house, there was this basement wall with a giant devil painted on it saying, “welcome to hell.” they also have an extra set of stairs in the basement going down to a brick wall. now for the interesting story: the dudes were having band practice in their basement one day when all of the power went out. four of them saw this big dark shadow behind the other guy (the only one who did not see it) so they all freaked out and left. the next day one of them went down there to clean or whatever and he saw this little dude in the corner with a hoodie and a knife, and thought it was his little brother, but when he went to go touch him, the dude jumped back into the shadows and disappeared. so the guy started screaming and ran upstairs to get this other guy, and i guess even though it was daytime, the room was pitch black. then light started just coming out from random places… there was a matress in the corner that started pulsating like there were rats in it or something. so the two of them put a hand down on it, and the matress was still pulsating, but not where their hands were. soon it moved to under their hands, and the two of them freaked out and ran away. they sat outside on their porch for like three hours freaking out, and the next day they put a boom box down there with christian music blasting, and they haven’t had problems since… (but it might be coincidental since they’ve been there for six months and have only had one incident). the part that actually interests me the most is the stairs that go to a cinder-block wall… they’ve been starting to break it down with a sledgehammer to see what’s behind it, although i don’t think anything is there… i did find this thing, though, and i found it pretty interesting. whether it is applicable or not, at least it’s an interesting story. there’s a cemetary in maltby, washington, with these supposed 13 steps which are hidden now below the ground. the story behind it is is that it is an entrance to the tomb of a wealthy local family, and kids nearby would get drunk and walk down the steps late at night. it is unsure whether there were doors or a dirt wall at the bottom of the steps, but once you reached the bottom and turned around, you supposedly saw a vision of hell and not the cemetary. supposedly it drove people to insanity, and people who were watching the person walk down the stairs would see them stop, turn, and wall to their knees dumbfounded! blahblah. 13 steps to hell wewt. BUT YEAH that house was creepy – i would NOT want to live there. their front lawn was this cool checkerboard pattern, though, so that was neat. lol. read some archie comics, went to sleep, and that was the most part of the portland trip!

[tues, 06/07] – drove back from portland, which as mentioned, IS TEH SUX. -__- i honestly don’t remember what i did the rest of the day. sucks. know lenny came over. i don’t remember what we did, though. oh wait, i probably do. we were supposed to have movie night, but instead did other things because alex was playing war3.

[wed, 06/08] – worked and… yeah. went to dinner with hsu-han, hsu-ken, and alex at the mongolian grill. mongolian grill for teh win. was bored and angry at night, and frustrated about the mag, so i played a lot of cs with arlen and alex and hsu-ken and miscellaneous folk at night time. and it was grand. nothing like cs to help distract you from a shitty mood…??

[thurs, 06/09] – worked and then met up with one of my writers, john [gillanders]. quite the interesting guy. so talkative. really into the paranormal stuff, so we talked for like two hours at this cafe in greenwood about just the most random crap. one of the most interesting things… i just had a two hour talk with one of my new staff writers, john. he’s really into metaphysical blahblah shit, and we started talking about aliens and he mentioned something called remote viewing. remote viewing kind of runs on the premise that every human mind and everything in the universe is connected. basically psychics can think of a topic at hand, and then they can project themselves to a place devoid of space and time. if someone harnesses the right psychic powers, they can find certain things because someone else knows about it. they don’t mention it in this article, but supposedly if one person attaches meaning to a certain number and attributes it to something, the psychic can know the number and know what the person is attributing it to. you can go anywhere, see anything, anytime… because it’s devoid of time and space… it just ‘exists’. http://skepdic.com/remotevw.html for more info. http://www.remote-viewing.com/outtakes/index.html too. the u.s. military even sponsors it a bit, with this thing called “stargate”… since this day, i’ve been finally reading this mysteries of the unknown book that i’ve had for like 80,000 years. word. bought it at a used bookstore who knows how long ago, and i’m finally reading it. yay. at night, went with cynthia, jenn, rory, (insert name i forgot) to the irish immigrant, but it was a stupid club night with a huge line and cover, so we went to finn mccool’s for karaoke. jenn was supposed to sing but did not. some friend of cynthia’s was there who had just turned 21. a little annoying, but i guess he’s alright. there was a japanese guy singing, and he was like, “his english is just so bad.” i’m like, “it is? why do you say that?” and he’s like, “i don’t know, he just looks too godamn japanese.” and then i’m like, “WHOA” and he was like, “well, i wouldn’t say he’s too damn chinese or anything.” weird. O__o lenny came later. we were outside finn’s for a while. contributed to the giant pyramid of cups, and the birthday boy’s topped off the stack as the winner. wewt. i dunno what else happened. yea.

[fri, 06/10] – lalala. worked. then went to pick up scrubilicious jake @ mueller, and we went to the harvard exit (which is supposedly haunted!) to watch “a wonderful night in split.” a croatian movie which told three seperate drug-related tragedies, all of which had minor connections to one another. COOLIO WAS IN IT!! WEWT. which made the movie 40,000x better, pretty much, as predicted. the movie was pretty frickin rad. it was black and white and i usually hate black and white movies, but i enjoyed this one. first story = drug deal gone sour, and guy kills this other dude, and then his girlfriend’s son kills him with a gun because he saw him slapping his mom during sex, and he made his mom cry because he was planning on leaving (until the drug deal went sour). as he is dying, he stumbles out into the street and dies, looking up and seeing something, saying, “they sent an angel for me.” … second story = druggie bitch (main connection to the first one was the drug dealer) who needed coke, so she asked the drug dealer. at first, he refused, but then there were some american dudes (coolio and friends) looking for a lay because coolio’s chick left him. so the drug dealer offerred the girl coke in exchange for prostitution. so she took it. lots of desperation. coolio decides he can take no more and kill him as she is mixing the heroin that he gave her before he decided to kill himself. she spills heroin and is pissed. old lady whose shack they borrowed screams out for help. that sucks. looks up to sky as she is screaming out the window and says, “wtf is that?” … third story = a guy does acid with his girlfriend. thinks he can fly. jumps off a building, but instead of dying, flies across the town. WTF. I AM CONFUSED. but the movie ends that way, and i’m just confused. … afterwards, we went back to my place, and mike had a bbq, so we went. lots of people. i think it was a going-away thing for his roommate. ex-roommate? lenny got hit on by a gay guy! he wrote down on a napkin… “hi, my name is shannon! (insert phone number) i really like you!” and when he gave it to lenard, he was like, “i’m flirting with you.” ?!!! wewt, more punky dudes hit on my boy toy (quite literally HA HA JK) than on me! good food, especially this freaking grilled spiced asparagus… toxic pee or not, it was FANTASTICCCCC. the whole time we were trying to fill up my shoe with grass… probably not a good idea, but whatever. they have the hugest ants at their house. didn’t see em this time, BUT IT’S REAL, OH YEAH. afterwards, some people went to jillian’s. i took jake to his professor’s house for their end of the year party, and that was alright – didn’t stay too long. went to jillian’s. shot some pool. saw my co-worker tim there – that was a little weird. then we sat outside for a long time deciding what to do. on the way home, they said they wanted to go to beth’s cafe (they being cynthia, mike, farm, and arlen). we went. i had heard such crazy things about beth’s cafe, about how freaking rad it was, but the food was sick. the environment was awesome, because the workers were really nice and funny and friendly and sang while working, and they give you crayons and paper (the whole place is filled with people’s drawings taped to the walls) – but other than that, the food sucks, and is expensive, and death. hmm also today, trask went to a cheesy top 100 music club 18+ club and the cages were empty so him and his friend nick danced in them, got pulled out, and went and danced in them again. got kicked out of the club (even though they got a refund) for dancing in a cage because guys are not allowed. wtf.

[sat, 06/11] – my boss is moving out of her apartment complex because they’re demolishing it to turn it into condos. this time around, she’s deciding to get rid of a bunch of crap, so i have acquired… a microwave, a coffee maker, awesome slippers, and other random crap like bathroom floor mats. wewt. i’m also getting a tv stand from jake (crappy as it may be), perhaps a couch from joe, and a futon from carolynn (although that’ll be $30 – still good). wewt. will be half furnished upon going into the new apartment!! hmm… apparently there’s an old lady who goes to lenny’s store like four times a week spending 300 – 1000 on scratch tickets every time. WTF. ONE OF THESE DAYS… the person who buys a scratch ticket right after she leaves will win. was gonna visit lenny but he was unenthuised, so i did work @ zoka instead. saw a chick wearing 80s fashion, with the spandex floodwater-length pants and bangle earrings and long t-shirts in heather grey… GOD KILL ME NOW. after work, lenny came over, and there was um, good, and then we went to eric and brian [pearl]‘s… brian was frickin crazay… haha he was falling all over the place. qfc quest. he had a hot pocket which kept falling all over the place like on him, on the floor, on eric’s spare bed, etc. lol. me and eric stayed up for so long trying to beat “lion king.” FAIL. oh well. we got pretty far. and also made the mistake of not really saving… bad idea, bad.

[sun, 06/12] – went to play pool with mike and some of his friends, joe and i forgot the name of the other one, who was this oobar oobar formal military kid. he like bowed to me when i was saying bye to them, and he wasn’t trying to make fun of asians or anything… he just talks really weird too, like, “it’s a pleasure to meet you,” and stuff like that. but hey, more power to him. whatever. the other guy was just kind of drunk and kept making little comments that were kind of cocky, but i thought they were pretty funny. guys are funny. so easily impressed. i was playing pool really well that day, so they were like, “OMG YOU’RE AWESOME, YOU’RE SO GOOD AT POOL,” and then i mentioned counterstrike because this guy kept saying “own,” and then it was like, “YOU’RE SO RAD, YOU PLAY CS!! THAT’S HOT!” christy moved out. didn’t say goodbye! we weren’t home anyway, and didn’t talk that much, but still, shit’s weird when people just disappear out of your lives forever…!!! eva’s parents have been in town. wow, first time mentioning eva! weird! we haven’t really hung out as much since she’s gotten a boyfriend. tragik. guess i haven’t been hanging out with the roomies much at all. quite the shame…

[mon, 06/13] – went to eat lunch with anthony and jake @ jai thai in fremont. that place is GRUBBBB. why didn’t i know about it before?! today was jenn [villaruz]‘s birthday… man, what a hectic day. where to even freaking start? X: ummm ommm… ummm… aaah… okay, carolynn is leaving to go to korea. me and lenny had to go get a futon from her. we went to go eat dinner @ gordon biersch with her, heeyoung, chris, jinie, and tony. it was neat. got fat. for too expensive of a price. la la la. afterwards we went to jenn’s birthday dinner @ spaghetti factory, and by the time we got there, everyone was done eating, which was awesome, because lenny and i got free ice cream and bread MAHAHAHHAHA WE CHEAT THE SYSTEM MAHAHAHA. then i went with lenny to get tickets from ryan [pangilinan] cause i guess some equal vision chick gave her tickets for the circa survive / dredg show that night. went home. by the time i got around to going to the show and convincing alex to go with me (he probably only said okay because he just got back from idaho and hadn’t seen me in like four days omg), only half of dredg’s set was on. should have called up ben [garrison] cause he was there doing the circa survive interview for me, and i guess he was talking to the guys during the end of dredg’s set! really shoulda called him up! could have met the circa dudes. oh well. the dredg show was alright. was only there for like 40 min of goodness. afterwards, went to belltown billiards to meet up with jenn, cyn, mike, and rory, and we probably stayed there until closing ish at 1:30. death. fun death, but still death. alex told of interesting stories. he stayed at a motel over the weekend which was composed of five double-wide brothels stapled (or whatever) together… melded into one giant motel of trailer homes. wewt. and then he found out that the trailers were salvaged from what had previously been a brothel. “no wonder the beds were so abnormally soft,” he said. “they shape to your body. the type of grinding that only a whore can do.” (this suggests that he knows the type of grinding that a whore can do.)

[tues, 06/14] – in the morning, lenny and i went to get futon from carolynn… and by morning i really mean afternoon but whatever. haha. had to take it apart (lenny did, anyway) and then carry it into the suv… that was fun, oh wait, it wasn’t. and i got a free bookcase and PANTS HANGERS OMG THEY’RE SO WEIRD. NEVER SEEN. uh went to alki beach with liz after work because lewis was having a bbq there. it was cool but fucking COLD dude. but lots of chips (doritos <3) for us to eat, and lots of food to jack from other fools!!! SO THAT WAS AWESOME. afterwards, went home, and i was trying desperately to go to the war room to see john b (not the r&b guy, the drum n’ bass guy, bitches), except no one would go with me. fuckers. motherfuckers!!! even though all these people said they were interested T__T should have reminded. oh well. so instead i went to all-american because it was meaghan’s birthday… bleh, club, bleh. actually drank a little. cranberry / vodka mix isn’t bad tasting, actually, but it did make me slightly itchy… and drunk (although not horribly) after one drink LOL. how was i ever convinced to go? never again, i hope. jake’s friend christina was there. she’s like in love with him! it’s so interesting hearing the story from her side and then from his side. i always love that… hear that kind of shit from a lot of different people, and it’s fantastic. this guy was hitting on her and he talked to her for a long ass time but someone else saved her, and then he came back to talk to her, asking her why she didn’t look like she was having fun. i just grabbed her and was like, “we’re just catching up on old times.” it was fun! brain-dead ungabunga! god, i love studying people. anyway, i broke ravi’s camera by accident cause i took it to take some pics, and when i was giving it back to him, who knows what happened =( then i had an O2 deadline to meet that night, so i slept really erratically off and on. yuk.

[wed, 06/15] – fucked up sleep schedule = lots of weird sleeping hours. went to lunch with alex and anthony at orange king. word. then went to the post office and left carrying like literally 20 to 30 packages with CDs, and i could barely hold them in my hands. blehr! work! and then at night, went to cynthia’s, cause i didn’t want to stay at home. did work there. played some “contra” and “mario 2″ (i fucking hate that game)… and yeah. WORD. at night i had to rescue liz and farm and arlen because they went to ray’s apartment and they had a 40s drinking contest, i guess, and he passed out. wtf, did they really expect him to drive them home after a 40s drinking contest?! HMM FLAWED THEORY.

[thurs, 06/16] – OMG SO CLOSE TO BEING DONE – TOO BAD TODAY WAS JUST SO AWESOME AND WILL TAKE A BIT OF ELABORATION. woke up and showered as alex, my non-romantic life partner, went to qfc to buy us ramen, with my money, because i am his sugar momma and he owes me so much food and so much money, and cooked us ramen. it was GLORIOUS. FREAKING NEOGURI, I LOVE YOU. must… go to… chinese… supermarket. went to work. then me, alex, cynthia, and lenny went questing at the arboreteum. it was frickin SWEET. lots of mosquitos, again, so that kind of sucked, but we found lots of cool leaves and bushes and plants and stuff. climbed a lot of trees. climbed the inside of this little man-made pagoda and sat on top of these thick ass wood logs for a while. found a lot of dead areas in between trees that just made like a canopy where people have gone to smoke and drink. we’re not the only ones who have found them! found a piece of wood that i’m going to whittle into a pool stick. how frickin SICK (awesome) would that be?!!!! i have the weirdest bug bite on my neg, it looks like a slug attached to my neck, and yeah. it’s long, not round. weird. also one on the inside of my leg. we built a teepee using all these different sticks. one was actually part of a tree still. it’s frickin awesome. we’re going to have to go back and patch it up, for sure. cause it is incomplete as of now. must add fabric or something to it. speaking of, there’s this one tree with leaves that are huge – bigger than like 1 1/2 of my heads, and it feels like sandpaper, and it is spiny all over. saw it at roldan’s house too. it freakin rocks!! i love plants with red chlorophyll or whatever. they look awesome. uhhm… yeah. and we found a pond and poked at the algae, and the consistency is so weird. it’s like mucus. i was poking at it with a branch, but lenny poked at it with a flower, and spun it up like spaghetti HAHA it was cool. ewww god, i probably have a spider burrowed into my neck or something. anyway, after that we just chilled, really. went back, and alex cooked us some stuffed trout that he got from idaho. it was pretty r0x. and then farm and arlen came over and there was a lot of watching of “wayans brothers” HA. WORD. and the end is here.

my memory is spotty. i think a lot of stuff is missing. if you know, help me out. I NEED TO GROW SOME FEMALE FRIENDS.

GUESS HOW LONG THIS TOOK ME? FOUR HOURS. GOOD GOD. IF ONLY I PUT SO MUCH WORK INTO WRITING A THESIS.

-_-

i’m listening to… nothing.
i’m feeling… …

12:08 am — i tire or writing these fucking things… but i’ll do it anyway…

went questing today with mike, cynthia, alex, and andy. it was fun. we went to the uw arboreteum. there was like this part that was a cut off end of a highway – started being made, but never was completed because the government changed their mind. now there are just some woods with stagnant pools of water and parks nearby. you can also jump off this piece of highway and into a disgusting pond below (where we row canoes from the UW WAC and stuff).

walked around. some things:
- decided that i want to turn this giant, unused piece of highway into a giant graffiti wall when i have the money. if i ever have the money, that is.
- the bridge ledges were fucking covered with bird shit that had crusted over so much that it looked like it was part of the concrete – but upon closer inspection, one could see that it was really bird shit. indeed.
- some guy had a tent pitched between the highway and the park, in this little patch of wood. awesome. i want to join.
- found this dead, rotting, plucked out, dry piece of fish (catfish?) that was black and withered and smelled foul. it was fantastic looking, though, and still attached to a fishing hook. yummy. later we found alex found these leftover pieces of bird wing, with the bones between both wings still there, so that it was just two wings hooked together by a little network of bones. we decided to combine dead fish with dead bird, and got a flying fish.
- found a lot of disgusting condoms all over the place. there was this piece of highway with little ridges underneath, and room for you to stand up sort of… like a little network of caves or something. anyway, lots of condoms. bottles of jungle juice. and umm purely disgusting. people must really like to go there to do it or something.
- lots of stagnant pools of water = lots of mosquitos. got crazy amounts of bug bites. hey’re in absurdly spaced areas. it’s like the left and right part of my body are symmetrical to each other. i have a big bite in the middle of my back, between my shoulder blades. then one on each shoulder blade. then one on the back of each arm. it’s absurd. but amusing.

we left early from the park, cause unfortunately, mike was hungry and disturbed by the bugs =( tragic.

we will have to return to the arboreteum.

afterwards, went to this dessert auction thing for farm with a bunc of other people. it was alright. the church was super cool – they have really awesome programs. i’m not for the church – in fact i’m against it – but i can support a church like that in some regard, simply because they seem like really nice people who are genuinely interested in what they are doing for the community. and that is a good thing. passion is a good thing in general. so it’s all good. lots of dessert too. but too much dessert makes sick people.

afterwards, went to brian [pearl] & eric’s apartment or whatever… people ask that question so freaking often, since i only drink about twice a month. they’re always like, “why do you hang out when you’re not drunk? aren’t you bored?” no… i don’t feel the need to be constantly inebriated. once upon a time, i thought doing drugs would make me cooler… more social or whatever… but i don’t need that shit now… i am plenty amused when there are other drunk people and i am the only sober one. and since there should be a dd, it’s cool… i can be it, cause i don’t really give a fuck. it’s a good thing to have, and i’m not missing anything. not that being drunk once in a while isn’t cool, but i don’t need it every weekend.

yeah.

afterwards, went to cynthia’s and there was beating of contra in 20 minutes with lewis and lots of drunknness. and happy times. and i don’t feel like writing anymore. so i’ll write about today now, so that i don’t have to think about yesterday.

there was a huge power outage in my whole apartment complex today. we’re talking eight buildings, with hundreds in each building, all out of electricity. hence, boredom. the first thing we do is eat at a fast food restaurant. and when that is an exhausted form of entertainment, we happened to gather together at someone else’s apartment. probably like twelve people there, playing poker by candlelight. but as SOON as the electricity comes on, not a minute later, everyone is out the door, running home. WHO NEEDS FRIENDS WHEN YOU HAVE THE INTERNET!? – and this is today, copy and pasted from my xanga, which half of this was, because i’m fucking lazy. so peace.

rawr.

i’m listening to… the forecast, acapella shit, hotel costes.
i’m feeling… k, but i must to sleep soon, cause my eyeballs are fefeling funkeh.

11:56 pm — a quick recap about the weekend, although quick may not suffice to capture it all. the sad part is, i’m having a hard time remembering what exactly i did this weekend… :X oh wait, that’s only cause i was confused and thought that today was monday when in fact it is sunday HA HA HA.

friday — ummm nutso day. fuck my memory is shitty. X: maybe i need to stop saying, “i don’t know.” it probably contributes to my dumb mind nature unga bunga. i also need to stop using this fucking laptop so much, cause the refresh rate is shitty, and i always feel like i’m going blind after i use it for a long time (and being that i used it for the past 3 hours, i feel like i’m going blind, hardcore)…!!

so that day alex was at home and casie went over to his place, and he’s like, “you should meet her.” so i suggested we do something, and since lenny and cynthia were online, i asked them what we should do, and they said, “PARK.” so we just all went to the park for a spontaneous ass quest. at first i had wanted to quest this day, but then decided against it since mike couldn’t go questing til 5 because of ME bbq, and i had to go to jason [green]‘s art show @ 7… so said fuck it, but then this opportunity came up, so we just upped and went.

so greenlake park was interesting… somewhat. found lots of little rabbits, weird fish coming out of the lake, ducks… not as interesting as it should have been, i guess. but lenny is ummm crazy.

afterwards we went to the art show… saw jason and koji and hojo there… jason = in the next issue of redefine = has amazing works. god, his art was stuck in my head all night. i couldn’t go to sleep because i had images of it in my head. -__- anyways, on the way to his art gallery, which was @ fremont coffee, this coffee shop… in fremont, we came across benny, balancer of rocks. here is an image, courtesy of lenny.

PIC TO COME WHEN I’M FEELING LESS LAZY.

at some point, he was trying to balance this really insane rock combination, and he was talking to the rock saying, “dance with me, you don’t want to embarrass yourself in front of all of these people, do you? stop it. stop it. dance with me!” etc. it was quite interesting. it’s so cool how he could do that though. he was talking about how it was just the product of gravity + friction. wewtz0r.

it was neat. yes… art show was neat.

so yeah… casie umm didn’t really talk. i tried talking to her a whole shitloads, and it was all just like one word answers. after the show i asked her what her favorite piece was, and she was like, “oh, they were all about the same.” NEGATIVE POINTS. FAIL. FAIL HARDCORE.

i can’t believe i left this part out. i kept reminding myself to include it, but alas, my mind is shit. and then even when i remembered that i needed to add something, i didn’t know what it was. after going to the show, we went to go see the fremont troll, this giant, sculpted troll crushing a vw beetle. it’s situated under a bridge (like the troll under the bridge – such an awesome idea). anyway, we climbed it and shit, and as we were wandering around, we found this giant fenced up construction storage area near these houses / apartments. inside the fence was just those huge orange signs… with every design imagineable, i swear… so me and cyn wanted to steal a sign, so we pushed it up with our fingers, and lenny helped us lift it out… we were like standing in these trees and bushes and shit. anyway, we lifted it out, and then realized (as alex had been saying the whole time) that it would not fit in the trunk of my car. so i left. and cried.

and then afterwards i dropped the kids off at the pool aka the bank so that they could go eat and i could meet up with hojo to go to the sloan show. it was $12. it was a decent show with a really good encore, but was it worth $12? no. but it was a different experience for sure, especially since the emo / psuedo-punk shows i go to are usually 15 year olds… this was like a 30-something year old crowd. and that was damned strange. first time @ the croc too – they have AMAZING decorations. word.

so afterwards i went home and got ready to go to bed when mike called me and asked if i could pick him up from dante’s… and when i was on the phone with him, cynthia called, and was like WHATS UP WHAT’RE YOU DOING. so i was going to go and pick up mike, but then he’s like,” nevermind, i’m already halfway there… just sit on the phone with me,” but i was out of batteries… and then he started passing out somewhere, and i said, “okay, i’m going to pick up alex and lenny now, and i’ll come pick you up on the way there,” and i saw him while driving to cyn’s, but he didn’t want a ride. turns out he passed out later @ a lightpole or something? iono.

so at cynthia’s people kept disappearing and shit. and jason [shibata] was all hungry and shit so i took the fuckers (cynthia, lenny, alex, jason, eric [prince], and karen) to the pizza place and they ate and stuff, and it was like death, and alex was tired of being there, and i was tired of being there with a bunch of drunkasses who supposedly had played with a bouncy ball in the middle of traffic… LOL. so yesh… went home and then finally got to sleeping… -__-

saturday — woke up early to attend an o2 board meeting… wewt. it was alright. lots of free food. for lunch we went to aqua verde where i will copy and paste this story from my xanga: “we had to split up into two groups (one 6, one 5). i was in the group of five, with two other co-workers and two high-school kids. i was talking about how i was a vegetarian now, and this one kid was like, “that’s unhealthy. my sister was a vegetarian for a year.” i asked him if she got unhealthy, and he was like, “yeah, she got really pale.” and then the other kid was like, “was that the same year she committed suicide?” and i was like… “what? are you kidding? you’re kidding, right?” cause it’s such inappropriate random lunch conversation with strangers, and the kid was like, “you should stop while you’re ahead,” to me… and so i just stopped talking… then the other kid was like, “didn’t she commit suicide on your birthday too? your 16th birthday?” and the kid was like, “yeah, some sweet 16,” and the other kid was like, “that’s jacked up… way to make it so that you will never enjoy your birthday.” WTF. and the three of us were just like eating, trying not to make eye contact and stuff lol… cause they went on with it like it was so real, but wtf, who says that kinda stuff?”

boss gave me a couple of vegetarian cookbooks, but i dunno if i am cut out for this vegetarian lifestyle. not that i am craving meat so much, but the food just is NOT as good. it’s all sweet and shit. i <3 salt… i live on salt. i used to eat salt by itself when i was little… all this vegetables and fruit = blech. not that i don’t like sugar, but i like fattening death sugar. X:

for the rest of the day basically i just lazed around with mr. lenny (because together we are not productive at ALL) and we watched “american psycho” and nature documentaries and shit. and then me, alex, and lenny decided to go to trader joe’s but it closed RIGHT when we got there, and that sucked. so we went to jack in the crack for milkshake and kiku for jap food, and then everyone was happy and went on their way. then me and alex went back and ate… hojo called because he was @ gareth and alex’s place watching “wild boys” and wanted to know if we wanted to watch it… only we thought he was at HIS place, and we walked over there and failed. miserably.

but it was my first time watching wild boys, and it r0x… even though steve-0 constantly talks like he’s reading off of a script. but i enjoi. :]

today — basically did nothing all day. went to uz cafe to work on the project that is due tomorrow. worked on it seriously all day. started @ like 3pm, ended just about now @ 12 am, and i pretty much have been working the whole time. wow, this is what it feels like to work full time, and it is fucking boring, even though i got to watch tv and stare at the hot coffee shop guy while i was working. -__-

this is poor documentation. whatever.

WARPED TOUR THIS YEAR IS GONNA BE EFFIN SWEET.

canada on the 27th to the 29th. anyone is welcome. :]

/slap.

i’m listening to… “learning to breathe” by switchfoot [alternative], “online” by de phazz [downtempo], “wo dou mo xianmu ni” by jiang meiqi [chinese], “gone” by n’sync [pop], “chingoo ga yen yin yi dwaeldi (or something” by k:ul [korean], “president of what” by death cab for cutie [asodijioa].
i’m feeling… kkk.

5:05 pm — i thought since i haven’t slept well for the past lord-knows-how-long that i’d be able to sleep in today, but nope, woke up @ like 12. rawr.

last few days have been interesting… friday, ummm was mcdonald’s 50th anniversary so me and lenny went to mcdonald’s (lewis, gareth, and eddie showed up shortly after just by coincidence!) and i had to buy two happy meals for my bosses… and chicken nuggets just for eating… spent like $15 @ mcdonald’s, omfg sick. and that equalled 1,000 calories, omfg, sick.

afterwards we sat around and andy came over cause me and andy were going to have sewing night! we went to rent some movies @ scarecrow, and wow, scarecrow is fsckin leet. i can’t believe i haven’t been there until now. :/ i’ve always been meaning to go but lazing out at the last moment. damn now that i think of it, i had a coupon for two free rentals with an account sign-up toO! fsck! andy rented “tampopo” ? some japanese movie, a belgium flick called “man bites dog,” and i rented “when a stranger calls” because i remember that in that movie the stalker guy paints himself to blend into walls and shit. BUT TURNS OUT that’s in the sequel, “when a stranger calls back.” fsck. so “when a stranger calls” was just super lame, and everyone hates my taste in movies, because last time liz suggested “final examination,” and i… said… ok. :/ and wasted $4. so total of $8 of wasted movie money wewtz0r. maybe i should just stick to watching my stupid hbo movies. man, i’m going to miss hbo after i move out – that’s like all i watch in nordy.

the “man bites dog” movie was really interesting, it was like this b&w (was it?) documentary about a serial killer with a film crew following him around… pretty funny… there’s this one part where they sit down at this guy’s birthday, and they give him a shoulder holster for his gun, and he’s like, “ooh this is cool,” and like waves it around and stuff, and accidentally shoots the guy across the table in the forehead, and there’s two girls at the table, and they just are covered with blood but afraid to say anything to they just sit there, staring at him… and one of the other dudes is about to cry… and the serial killer is just like, “hey, can i have some more cake?” tis grand.

i have concluded that i don’t usually like drinking too much because iono, i like walking around when i drink. or doing something. and the reason i don’t drink @ bars is cause it’s just a waste of money. and yeah.

lately alex has been my super buddy. if i go a day without seeing alex at least for like 2 minutes, it’s like… INCOMPLETE. omfg what to do i do when alex is no longer my neighbor and it no longer “has been real”? T__T

yesterday cynthia and i woke up early to go see the free copeland show @ ez street records… only, we got there @ like 2:10, and we couldn’t find parking and had to circle around for a while – so we finally got to ez @ 2:30, and we caught literally like 10 seconds of the end of copeland’s set, and that was it. fucking suck!

soo everything ends in disappointment, and we went back to eat @ thai-ger room with jenn, who is a bad girl! no explanation write-able here. yeah and then uhhhm so me and cynthia wanted to go quest, and trask joined us, and we were going to go to fremont, but decided on ballard instead. and i guess it turns out that ballard is a old viking town, but even that cannot save it from being a boring place with one ‘hip’ street and junkyards along the perimeter. so we parked (shittily @ that cause i park like a noob), and walked around… tried to climb a fire escape at this one restaurant / old fire station thing, but it was too high… found another building with a fire escape and trask boosted me up onto the ledge… got about a third of the way up and then decided, hmmm i am scared of heights and was too chicken to go all the way up. i guess i really should have, considering getting up to the first tier was the real hard part. hmm yeah should have. :/

broke my ring in the process too. :[ after having it for soo long without breaking it… i break those things hella frickin easily. :[ sux do i! afterwards we walked around this boat yard… and there was this really really nice boat with some carbon fiber satellite dish / nav system thing, and it even had matching blue cloth covers for like every panel… the wheel and boxes and stuff. freaks!

yes… and then yes. saw this really hip church too. it was like all black and they had bands play there and stuff o__O; aaah gotta do layouting for redefine today… :/ i mean uh yay!

that’s about it i guess. maybe there’s something else i’m missing. i can’t remember. but ballard = not that exciting. really.

went back and was supposed to go with trask to see his friend’s band, a fragile shade, play @ the rainbow room (on 45th), cept the bar was really strict and since trask is underage, we could not get in… they wouldn’t even let the band in for longer than it took them to play their set… pretty weak sauce. but i guessssssss it makes sennnnsssseeeee. but that sucks, driving all the way up from portland to play a ten second set! but i guess that’s what you gotta do.

so instead we went back to scarecrow and rented “stickmen,” which is this new zealand movie about pool… ummm yes, it was actually relatively interesting considering it was a movie about… pool. they compared it to “lock stock and two smoking barrels,” but i don’t know about that. i don’t see it.

afterwards we went to brett (wheezy) and jake’s apartment and sat around and took a couple of shots and then went to this four kegger party near cynthia’s place sorta. all of the proceeds went towards cancer, so that’s pretty cool. on the way there i told wheezy and trask that they’re like ostriches. cause they’re tall. and i was getting tired walking to keep up with them lmao. i don’t know where that came from, but yes… it kept coming up throughout the night for some reason.

anyhoo, there were a lot of people, i guess… or so it seemed, but it seemed like i kept seeing the same people over and over again and there weren’t really THAT many people. if that makes sense. we basically sat in one corner the whole time, near the microwave, sitting on the counter, near the entrance. lol. but it’s fun watching people.

wheezy was talking about how he caught this one guy masturbating in his room, and trask was yelling hella loud, “what, some guy got caught masturbating in his room?” when the guy was right behind him… and later the guy gave wheezy this look of like… death. lol. he was seriously looking at him like he was gonna kill him, but the guy was like half of wheezy’s size.

and also heard stories about how jake had to take testosterone pills or something, but he is already violent and horny or something so it just makes it worse har har har har huk. he also showed the secret of crushing a can on your forehead… squeeze in with your fingers while doing it. it’s so seempo!!

there was this one guy who walked in smoking, and i yelled, “smoking kills!” and trask was like, “smoking kills baby seals!” and the guy was like, “suck my nuts!” and trask was like, “okay!” and got on his knees lmao. X: and the guy just gave him this look like WTF. and the next time the dude walked by, trask was like, “look at those boobies!” and the guy looked at him, and trask was like, “what? i’m talking about patty!” and the guy just socked trask in the face. lmao. trask, such the drama king. but later they hugged and made up.

and the house was super weird. their ceiling had a light shaped like a boob. their ceiling was tiled like a kitchen floor. they had one of those old-school pencil sharpeners on their wall, they had like every cooking ingredient imagineable (although i was commenting on it, and this girl who i guess was a cook was like, “no! they have no appreciation for fresh basil, and their olive oil is the cheap safeway kind.” lmao.), and they had all these plants, and sea monkeys, and fish in a fish bowl that are probably really dead… and yeah. interesting house.

and on the way back trask and i climbed the fire escape of the 1104 building (or whatever the fuck it’s called) – it’s a part of uw housing that is just this giant house… and if you climb to the top of the fire escape, there’s this guy’s room, and he just leaves his window open, even though he has a playstation there and shit. -__-” i dunno what else he had, cause the blinds were down. but yeah fire escape ladders are damned scary dude. this one was alright because it was like… it had steps and a little bit of a slant, instead of just a straight ladder like they usually are… which leads me to wonder – how often do people fall off of fire escape ladders? they’re like, “OMFG FIRE,” and then *splat* dead.

asmoaisdaoifhaoigf.

i’m listening to… old-school garbage (the band, not the… description).
i’m feeling… aahhhh.

11:56 pm — there’s this really high pitched sound… almost like a fire alarm… coming from – I THINK – my computer. it’s driving me fucking berzerk. and my ears fucking hurt… stupid pressure… asdaoigjioasd.

anyway, went snowboarding today with mike. it was fricking grand. the conditions were great. the snow wasn’t IDEAL but it was pretty good after you got used to it. and it wasn’t cold. and the sun was out. and it was cheap (only $15). and it was just really, really relaxing.

can’t remember the last time snowboarding was so relaxing. also, it was only a two hour ordeal… because… well, i started bleeding out of places! i fell on my ass and then there was this burning sensation, and then i just kind of felt like there was blood… so i went to the bathroom to check and there was a spot of blood. X: i don’t know where it would have come from, but didn’t feel like testing the bounds really… X: so we went home really early.

at some point, we were coming down the mountain and it was like this: cliff | space | guy… and the space was big enough to fit one snowboarder if you maneuvered it right. so mike went thru first, and then i followed, but as i was going, the guy started sliding a little towards the hill, so i freaked out and bailed, and tumbled down the mountain backflipstylee. r0x. surprisingly, however, it did not hurt.

on the way back we kind of car-quested… going down random roads and stuff. we went to deception falls, and checked out the waterfall, and had a discussion about hitler, capitalism, and charismatic leaders in front of this one family… and the mom was like listening to us talk, although pretending like she wasn’t. but we all know the truth. found this large branch which was sitting in the water and looked all nice and polished and shit, but as we found out later after it was dry – it was just an ordinary, extremely wet branch after all. no aesthetical value whatsoever :[ but mike pretended like he was moses. and stuff.

yesterday… me, mike, and cynthia went to go eat at this restaurant @ 2, but it was closed… so we decided to “quest-lunch” and decided to take random turns, follow random cars, and stuff. stuff. ended up in renton and ate at this random ass place (hey the buzzing sound stopped)… at first we went to eat at this one italian place, but as soon as you opened the door, there was just this real creepy stalker-type vibe… like the texas chainsaw massacre happened there or something. luckily, they were closed, and we went to this one restaurant / lounge, and we were probably three of five non-black people. afterwards we took cyn home and me and mike played a little bit of puzzlefighter, but a little bit turned out to be like three hours somehow. or was it two and a half. either way, it was WTF. and then we ended up watching zim for like three hours. or two hours. and then we went karaoke with a bunch of fools (ray, liz, eva, karinne, lewis, farm, arlen, daniel and eugene left karaoke place early)… only there was a really long wait, so we went to shari’s first… and the waiter was like, “ohh everyone needs to order at least one item,” and people at our table freaked out and were pretty rude to him. it made me mad… the guy was only doing his job, and who really would say that anyway – it’s just more work for him… but yeah i felt bad for the guy… whatever though. anyway, ray complained about the insanely long wait @ the karaoke place, cause they said it would be 30-60 min but after we ate food an hour later there was still no open room. so we got a free half hour. and we sang for an hour on top of that – singing such goodies as “ymca,” “kokomo,” “bye bye bye,” “don’t speak,” etc. good shit. lots of good dancing and uhm… yeah. we r0x. bad singing galore.

the day before that we had a phatty potluck (it’s been a while) with lots of good food… farm and arlen made these bomb ass eggrolls… lenny made this bomb ass phad thai, and i made way too much fucking cornbread. two trays, so basically i’ll be eating cornbread for the rest of the week. :/ it was pretty damn boring at first, but it got better when we decided to go outside. i think the cold really did wake us up. and blah. and hooha. and yeah.

oh yeah nate gave me and lenny some of his rosewood seeds, and we ate them – they’re supposed to make you hallucinate, but instead it just made us unable to sleepy.

i’ve decided i’m going to get rid of like… half my belongings… there’s too much shit, and too much shit i don’t use… so wtf is the point?
here is mike’s rendition of the days:
- Went to Lizs potluck and kept on trying to get VIVIAN and CYNTHIA to go snowboarding with me on saturday! But that failed miserably because we all ended up staying up late. Cynthia got trashed at a bar. I kept on staying at VIVIANS although I wanted to leave! Tried convincing vivian to goto sleep but she kept on popping POPPY SEEDS! She wont coke up but oh yea, opium is OK! Anyways then FREAKIN ERIC RYAN AND *KAREN* showed up to 1406! That was pretty out of the blue! I havent seen any of them for like a month! Crazy shit. And then when i was trying to make my last exit, RYAN and I went to smoke. THEN suddenly everyone else showed up. So we loitered outside for like 2 hours. The only thing keeping me going then was the bitter cold. Then finally eric moved the party to his place and i tried to leave again, but he dragged me with him!

- Next morning: I called vivian! at 930, cause we devised aplan to get there at noon instead of 9! BUT SHE WOULDNT BUDGE! But i was freakishly tired anyways. I ended up waking up at 230 PM. Cynthia also bailed on me. Then I or she called, and we decided to go eat. So i picked up vivian and her and tried to hit up JENNAs work! But it was freakin closed. We could have waited till 4 when it reopened. But we was like lets go random questing in a car. We started out saying we should go one direction then a next. And we set up rules just to break them 4 seconds later. Like we intially said everyone says a direction. Then it became lets stalk a car! Then finally we ended up in RENTON! Thinking we would be ON MLK way! Somewhere in RENTON there is a really creepy ass ITALIAN RESTRAUNT! BEWARE!

-Finally afterwards ViV and I ended up puzzle fighting until our retnas burned, for like 3 hours and then we watched ZIM for another 3 hours. Finally we went karokeing! And FARM AND ARLEN CANCELED OUR ROAD TRIP! That worked out cause we went snowboarding today anyways! (sunday) -And today we woke up and went snowboarding. It was cool up until VIVs overic CYST EXPLODED! so we thought it would be a good idea to stop. the tickets or crazy cheap it came out to be 15 bucks! we only were there for 2 hours but it was worth it! I learned how to ride switch and then i learned that I COULD INDEED land a 180. Which was really surprising cause i totally though i would spiff it! Oh yea and my board sucks ass. It needs a major waxing up the ass.

- Finally we went and walked around deception falls for an hour ish. We found this piece of wood in TYE CREEK and i pulled it out. Its a nice WALKING cane. Like the one MOSES had. For awhile i think viv thought i really was moses. SHIT even i thought i was moses. Plus there is some crazy geological formations at TYE Creek. The river just takes a 90 degree turn. Its pretty crazy. And it looks like the river goes into a rectangular rock formation! anyways its too hard to explain. Oh yea while we was there we started talking about HITLER infront of this mom and kids! It was kinda funny cause I wasnt talking about HITLER as an EVIL person as we are all FORCED to believe in our Primary education system! Sorry I am just UBER Objective!

-Finally we headed home, but not with out a couple random of stops! Not to mention fueling at Cheveron like two or three times! WHAT THE GAS IS CHEAPER THERE!!! Hrm I dont feel like writing anymore anyways. Perhaps you can read the rest if VIVian decides to write about it in one of her 8 journals! It will be fun. We can piece together the different parts of day. Its liked detective working! http://board2.cgiworld.net/list.cgi?id=soopahvi>
ALRIGHT SORRY THAT WAS FREAKISHLY LONG! I FORGOT TO TAKE MY CAMERA SO NO PICTURES!!!!!

PUES!

Death wishes:
Jimmy Eat World – Hear you ME
Brandtson – Drawing a Line in the SAND

to read more of mike’s crazy ass typing: http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=wongsterpro

meow.

i’m listening to… four mae songs have been on repeat for the past like three hours… http://www.purevolume.com/mae/ meow.
i’m feeling… UHHH.5:11 am — since i have time at the moment, updating the journal is probably a good idea. lots of stuff have been happening lately, so i guess…

i don’t even know where to start. all the days kind of blur together into one giant ball of… stuff.

so uh on thursday we were supposed to go to the freaking yamashiro’s for happy hour, but it was closed when we got there, so we ended up going to denny’s. it was lenny, mike, ray, eva, nathan, liz, and anthony… we kept harrassing the waitress, and at first she was totally like BRAWRRRRR but then it was okay. the manager was cool, and they were okay with our harassing after a while, it seems. nathan asked for a bowl of lemons to make impromptu lemonade with, but ray took them all, and so they asked for another bowl, which they ended up putting in the pitcher of water. he asked for more, but DENIED. but yeah the lemoned water was pretty damned gross. pfft, and anthony said we only played 21-questions because we had nothing else to talk about. pfft. diss.

so yesterday a bunch of people came over… the night included such folks as arlen, farm, mike, jeff, lenny, liz, kathy, alex, brett (who came back from wsu), eva, ray, and bear (ray’s huge ass yorkie terrier)… i think that’s everyone. i think. yeah though – we were supposed to go the uw lesbian gay transgendered drag show prior to coming back to our house, but we were late because we had to go buy michael chang alcohol before the liquor store closed… so we made him dress up in drag as the punishment. he wore liz’ red dress with eyeliner, some girly hat, lipstick… he’s a hot ass woman dude. he has such womanly body features. :0

i suck though. in an attempt to make good photography out of his womanliness, i took pics, and the deal was that i couldn’t take pics. damn, i thought he’d be drunk enough not to remember that, but clearly not. so the original deal was that he had to lipsync to a song, but since i touched the camera, that didn’t happen T__T

so i admit it arlen. the “ali g show” is awesome. it’s true. every episode makes me cackle like an idiot.

today me, cynthia, and lenny decided to go to the park. we walked from cyn’s apartment, which is close to lander and terry… it was like… a 12 block walk, but it was really entertaining for some reason. it was exploring a new area for sure… just walking up the street cynthia lives on was totally wtf… people have the weirdest shit in their front lawns… if you were to steal one thing from every house’s lawn, you could probably build a fort or castle of tin and plastic cats or something.

also, the houses were really weird… we started rating them on the way back… it’d be a really nice, newly remodeled looking cozy house on one side, and then one super ghetto wire-fenced-up house with dead rose bushes or something.

anyway, the park rocked. we talked about building a giant swing or something on the underside of this stone bridge thing… it’d be awesome scary death. and we tried to stand up in the middle of the stupid merry go round shit. THAT THING IS SO NOT FUN. and standing up is so hard. cynthia is the only one who could do it. she’s a champion playgrounder. there was also this rope line swing thing of doom. i’m surprised little kids don’t die from it. and good places to spraypaint. shit, i want to. there was also this little stream lake thing that all these little kids kept plopping rocks into. ah, youth… maybe that’s why being curious about everything and going on quests is so fun. it’s so… kid-like.

on the way back we passed by this house with this heart in a circle with an ex thru it (it was made out of christmas lights… kind of like a no-smoking sign, but with a heart instead of a cigarette)… anyway, i felt compelled to write them a letter, so i found a receipt in my bag, and wrote them a letter something along the lines of, “dear sirs and madams, excuse my writing for my hands are frozen (it was so bad), but upon returning home from a quest to ravenna park, i stumbled upon your (insert photo of heart cross-out thing) and felt obliged to write you a note. I LOVE YOU. I AM A GIRL. CALL ME.” and i wasn’t going to leave a phone number, but i ended up doing it i hope they call! and aren’t straight freaky crazy!

** ADDED IN 2008: SOME GUY CALLED ME FROM THIS HOUSE WHEN I WAS IN LOS ANGELES WITH JEANETTE. HE WAS A FRIEND OF THE PEOPLE WHO LIVED IN THE HOUSE. HE WAS A GRAFFITI ARTIST. IT WAS A FUN CONVERSATION. I SAID I’D CALL HIM WHEN I GOT BACK IN TOWN SO WE COULD HANG, BUT I TOTALLY FORGOT I’D SAVED THE NUMBER UNTIL NOW (IT IS APRIL 2008 AND THAT WAS LIKE, IN SEPTEMBER 2007). THE NUMBER IS (206) 778-0086… HMM I SHOULD CALL IT SOMETIME… **

there have got to be more quests… i love questing, but no one ever does it cause everyone is too lazy to walk around. but it’s fun. and i want to shroom. and walk around outside. but that usually results in people freaking out, so i don’t know.

shiet, i gotta get a move on for the stupid magazine. SHIT, I NEED ADVERTISING REVENUE. asidjoaigjoiasjd. crappola :[ why is it so hard... at least we have good writers now, but the money... squat shit.

yesterday my mom told me to hurry up and find a conventional job.
i said no thanks.
i just like to spend your money.
someday, it WILL be worthwhile. damnit.

i haven't done anything in so long. tomorrow will be productive... productive? productive. damn you lenny.

random things from the past few days (likely to change as i actually remember things):
[1] susan posted on her xanga she wanted to get a tattoo, and maybe she’d get something christian so that christians would think it were okay. me and liz told her to get either stigmata tattooed on her or a giant cross on her back. ^__^
[2] liz bought me a spongebob squarepants coloring book. i’ve been coloring people pages. i’m such a freak. but coloring is straight fun man.
(anthony’s response:)
i think you should just let your hormones go and have sex. haha jk. well with me, than im not. hahah jk again. i wasnt so much as uncomfortable as what the heck kind of questions are these to ask while im sitting at a table trying to eat food…

(lenny’s response:)
Dude how can you be so open about sex and horny online but in real life youre like mister quiet! Vee and I are going to have our way with you. Those questions are perfectly normal and dinner worthy! In fact I’d be disappointed if those questions werent asked.
By the way, nice reply ant! <3

(anthony’s response:)
ooops wrong button
i am really not that quiet in real life. just depends who im with and what the situation is. I dont know why im quieter around the nordy girls than other people, considering ive known them for over 4 years now… i guess i dont have a great deal in common with them where i can just say stuff and have it make sense to them. ;0