i am on a fence.

i’m listening to… radiohead.

went up to seattle this past weekend and had a really good time. it felt so good to be up there, though i can’t remember the last time i was up there. this entire year has felt like an eternity, and while i think i definitely have been back there sometime within the past six months, it feels like a foreign entity now… and i suppose it rather makes me sad.

when i first went up, i checked my long overdue po box and it was majorly filled. beginning to feel bad about even having one and doing so minimally with it, but whatever…

i’m in a weird mental state today, as it goes. having some relationship weirdness that is partially me, partially him, partially difficult surrounding circumstances. no fun………………..

i rideshared up to seattle on thursday with some random lady offa craigslist. she was really into astrology, which i found surprising because it seemed that she was [possibly] easily weirded out / bummed out on people. she had said that she picked me because i seemed the least creepy and said that some people who wrote back seemed creepy just because they would give one line emails or something. maybe i just have a high creepster tolerance. i dunno. found it was interesting that she worked in non-profit mental health-related stuff and was weirded out, though, cause i seem to feel like that kinda employment is kinda built for a “anything goes” mentality, but perhaps not. oh yeah, she was a sagittarius, too, and was basically using me as relationship counselor… which is totally fine… she is just basically in the midst of a break-up with her boyfriend of eight months or something, and, well, yeahhhhhhh. we kept starting to talk about other subjects and then she would bring it back to relationship stuff, so i just kinda figured that she really -neeeeeeeeeeeeded- to talk about the crap. so it goeth.

met up that night with rachel and ryan for dinner at purple dot, and it’s just funny because they hang out a lot now. went to ryan’s afterwards and did i can’t remember what whatsoever cause it wasn’t particularly interesting… neighbor boys came over to shoot the shit and then eventually the nurses boys showed up after driving two straight days from minnesota or something. was nice to hang, and james, john, and i slept in the living room. sleepovers are the best thing… .. . oh but yeah they got their shit confirmed on some stupid t.v. show and were bummed because aaron’s family had told him that it wasn’t in the show. we watched the show the next day, and it turned out it actually was… it was just during some party scene and so quiet that it was barely even audible, and we knew what the song sounded like, too! ridiculous. and they made tonsa money offa it. ridiculous how much budget those people have. and the tv show was super dumb, about vampires and ghosts and dead ghosts kissing girls’ boyfriends. seriously. puuuuuuuke.

went to lunch with lenny in the afternoon and it was pretty great catching up. he has just recently come back from singapore and had $100-a-day budgets to spend on food. so jeally. went to an ethiopian restaurant called zobel and i actually thought i had already used my restaurant.com voucher but evidently not. it’s funny, i had purchased tons of their vouchers previously… one of the participating restaurants that had decided to no longer participate and i got a voucher in exchange. to redeem the voucher you needed to click on some link that said, “redeem voucher,” and i did that, but opened it in a new window. i exchange it without a problem. then i realized i didn’t close the o.g. voucher and clicked on it and opened it in a new window again… and it worked…! i could have done that probably an infinite amount (but i didn’t). funny, though. i still have tons of them. i’ll use them all sometime… maybe… still got like 14 more… went crazy one day…

the nurses show at the sunset was really fucking amazing. second to last show of their tour and they totally killed it so hard. best i’ve ever seen them. and seattlites were dancing and singing like mad!!!!!!! the show was really good. a lot of fun. and these two dudes on either side of me were giving each other really intense stares and i happened to be in the middle and was amused by them, and eventually, late on in the night, when the show was over, they were playing oldies music and the dudes made me do like ballroom dancing crap with them and were spinning me around and stuff and i have no idea how to do any of that stuff, so that was fun/weird… and they were like fighting and trading me off, jokingly, and it was pretty amusing for sure… what a fun time… i was in the most social mood ever that night and freaking was talking to tons of strangers and asking questions in the way i do when i’m feeling social. it’s weird how when i’m extroverted i am SUPER extroverted and don’t give a shit, and when i’m introverted i’m SUPER introverted and can’t talk to anyone (which was how i was last night at matt’s party at the church in portland… so did not want to be there and so did not want to talk to ANYONE… blargh… though there were compounding factors, in this situation…).

oh right, and i talked to the wife of the dude who mixed the nurses record and just randomly decided to ask her is she knew of anyone who did past life regressions (because she had slipped in a small comment about how there were faeries everywhere around us)… and she told me that she didn’t, but that she really wanted to do one, because she has had really vivid memories of past lives ever since she was younger… she said that in one of her lives she remembers it was 1290 or something, and that she was inside a stone house and she could look outside the front and the back, and some guy came and brought her furs in exchange for sex. in another one of her lives, she was like an 18-year-old in world war ii or something, and she said, “i wasn’t a hero or anything” — he had just gone to the front lines and gotten shot immediately and was dying. she said that the last thought in his mind was that he had a betrothed waiting for him at home, and that he felt horrible because she thought he was coming home but he would never be. fascinating.

troy and his band had gotten one a while ago from one of their friends, and i guess what the lady had told them was that the four of his band members had been together through many lives and always traveled together, but that he was not really a human? and that he was an akasic record keeper? but that he decided to be human because he found it more interesting, or something. fascinating. here is a summary of what an akashic record is, from wikipedia…

The akashic records (akasha is a Sanskrit word meaning “sky”, “space” or “aether”) is a term used in theosophy (and Anthroposophy) to describe a compendium of mystical knowledge encoded in a non-physical plane of existence. These records are described as containing all knowledge of human experience and the history of the cosmos. They are metaphorically described as a library; other analogies commonly found in discourse on the subject include a “universal supercomputer” and the “Mind of God”. People who describe the records assert that they are constantly updated automatically and that they can be accessed through astral projection[1] or when someone is placed under deep hypnosis. The concept was popularized in the theosophical movements of the 19th century and is derived from Hindu philosophy of Samkhya. It is promulgated in the Samkhya philosophy that the Akashic records are automatically recorded in the elements of akasha one of the five types of elements visualized as existing in the elemental theory of Ancient India, called Mahabhuta. In Buddhism it is taught one reason that people knew Gautama Buddha had attained enlightenment as a Buddha was because he was able to remember all of the details of all of his past lives by accessing them on the akashic records. The term akashic records is frequently used in New Age discourse.

i suspect that i definitely had some middle eastern associations personally. or egyptian or something. i wonder if/when i finally get one, they will tell me that. i just posted this question on facebook: “‎… suppose you were to hypothetically remember one (or more, if you please) of your past lives. What would you think you were?” — i wonder seriously if anyone will respond, haha.

anyway, after the nurses show… the lead singer of stupid really horrible band they were touring with (d_m_n_nt l___) came over to our place with some groupie and there was some canoodling in the freaking nasty ass bathroom — and ryan seriously has the most nasty bathroom. ughhhhhhh so gross. and it was like 4:30am and they were still there and we were all like wtfffffffff go awayyyyyyyyyy. and that groupie friend had another friend with her who was biting the bullet so her friend could be nasty and was definitely totally bummed, for good reason, of course…

anywayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. had a really long walk and talk with aaron and that was fun. we talked a lot about the subconscious being outside of time… he basically had a dream that turned lucid… and generally, when you’re lucid in dreams, everyone else is still kinda a dream person. in this particular dream, he passed a dream character and started a conversation with that dream character. he asked the dream character if they were bothered by his manipulating the dream environment, and i guess the dream character said something like, “honestly, yeah.” and aaron asked him what he was and how many of him there were and the dude said five billion or something. interesting. aaron’s conclusion is that dream life to him is almost just as important as waking life… cause the amount that you can bring conscious life into dream life (lucid dreaming) and dream life into waking life (just remembering it, in general) is almost about the same, and not one is more real than the other, really… it’s fascinating…………………….

anyway, i don’t know what it all means, but i feel great about my good friends and how everyone i am associating with is rather mystical these days. i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know, but i think that it’s a generally good thing.

take this aldous huxley intro quote i just lifted from the perennial philosophy which i just picked up again:

“What we know depends also on what, as moral beings, we choose to make ourselves. ‘Practice,’ in the words of William James, ‘may change our theoretical horizon, and this in a twofold way: it may lead into new worlds and secure new powers. Knowledge we could never attain, remaining what we are, may be attainable in consequences of higher powers and a higher life, which we may morally achieve.’ To put the matter more succinctly, ‘Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.’ And the same idea has been expressed by the Sufi poet, Jalal-uddin Rumi, in terms of a scientific metaphor: ‘The astrolabe of the mysteries of God is love.’…

The self-validating certainty of direct awareness cannot in the very nature of things be achieved except by those equipped with the moral ‘astrolabe of God’s mysteries.’ If one is not oneself a sage or saint, the best thing one can do, in the field of metaphysics, is to study the works of those who were, and who, because they had modified their merely human mode of being were capable of a more than merely human kind and amount of knowledge.”

— Aldous Huxley, The Perennial Philosophy

is it strange or egotistical to believe that spirituality only shows itself if one is a “good” person? perhaps… but from the people i know who seem to be privy to that knowledge, it certainly seems to be a true thing…? or maybe it’s just because those are qualities that come with a general openness. unclear. unclear.

oh also, last note. totally had the best fucking cupcake ever at cupcake royale. i always love cupcake royale but this was next level, even for them. a super light angel food cake-type cupcake with a whipped tiramisu cupcake (called the
“stumptown tiramisu cupcake” — this one is soaked in coffee, too…). i mean, seriously, like, the best cupcake i’ve ever had in my life. it’s so ridiculous. i mean, it’s so good i’m going to post pictures of it. i don’t do that shit, man. i don’t do that shit. SO GOOD. I AM GOING TO EAT IT FOREVER (the seasonal pumpkin cardamom one was OKAYYYYYYYYY).

random plane jumble scramble.

so, i don’t usually do the television thing all that much because i simply don’t really have access to a television ever. and even when we realized that we magically had cable television in our 716 house in greenlake, i never used it.

hence, it’s kinda exciting catching up on television while flying on jetblue. i wouldn’t pay for television because i’d simply rather listen to music or watch movies than watch television, but since it’s here, and it’s free, i watch it a lot. and i must say, I LOVE PROJECT RUNWAY! I LOVE FAIRLY ODDPARENTS! I LOVE TOP CHEF! etc. etc. pretty much bravo is the best channel ever…!

anyhoot, i’m flying on my way from san francisco to long beach right now, and then i have a five hour layover, and then i fly back to seattle. wee!! been eating like a pig lately… it’s really quite piggish. but yeah. watching fairly oddparents. and it rules. ^__^

i’m pretty excited to go back to seattle.

also, i’m going to korea and taiwan next month; it’s pretty much decided. i was right about ready to settle down and just live somewhere again, but the opportunity to see my 90-year-old grandma and simultaneously visit xinlei in korea just seems way too attractive to not do. so i shall do do do do.

anyways. i would recap right now because i actually feel like writing mindlessly, but unfortunately, my ipod touch is kinda running out of batteries and i think i want to conserve them for a later time (aka when i’m riding the bus from the airport to downtown seattle later). moo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

drifting.

I’m listening to… Hotel Eden, Infected Mushroom.

It’s hard to update these days. Just kinda drifting through life these days. Updates in life include the following.

The awesome guitar player from The Horrors.

* Cliff wants me to be his art manager. TBD what that entails.

* I went to Sohaila and Joe Vollan’s art openings on Friday… I really liked Sohaila’s new stuff.

* I’ve come up with a tattoo design and am now pondering whether I want to spend money on such things, or if I want to spend money on traveling… always more inclined to lean towards traveling, but you know how it is.

* Left4Dead has been quite different and people don’t usually want to play much anymore.

* New roommate is well, quite different from most people I have associated with since I’ve been to college… and he reminds me very much of my brother at a younger age, with the desire for money, women, and well, not drugs, but still. He is also very… young… in his approach to life and approach to women. Hopefully being in Seattle will help he be less naive? Last week, I took him to an art walk, and there was a DJ man dressed up in drag, and Mike (roommate) was like, “What’s up with that guy?” and I said, “Wow, I understand, but if you said that to anyone else, that would be HIGHLY offensive,” and he didn’t see how it could be offensive. Just interesting.

* Went to see the Horrors and the Kills at Neumo’s on Friday evening, cept Rachel got sick and went to sleep in the car, so I left the Kills early, which is too bad, cause they fucking kicked ass. The Horrors really kicked ass, too. I got a couple pics below of the Horrors. They’re a good looking bunch of lads, and man, can the fucking guitarist play some mean ass shit, for reals. Lots of effect pedals and such, but totally fucking kick ass. I HIGHLY recommend that you go check them out.

* Parents came on Saturday, but I already wrote about that below.

* Swapping between reading Haruki Murakami’s After The Quake, a whole book of Lewis Caroll’s writings (just finished Alice in Wonderland… now onto Through The Looking Glass), and World War Z. All amazing books… all very different… but all separated in small enough segments that I can digest all three at once without much conflict in my brain (or is there)?

* Chris has been having people over for Dungeons and Dragons parties. The game is actually kind of badass, although I don’t personally think I can play because that shit takes so godamn long.

* Chris made an interesting dinner tonight for all the D&D folks, which consisted of Cream of Chicken, Cream of Mushroom, tortillas, green chili, corn… actually really fucking good, although I can’t say it seems all that healthy.

* Me, Chris, and Mahoca watched “Bill And Ted’s Excellent Adventure” yesterday, and I must say, it was fucking excellent. Stupid, but excellent.

* Oh yes, I’m pretty committed and determined to going to Burning Man this year; I’ve already purchased my tickets to Los Angeles and will definitely make it happen one way or another. Going to apply for low-income tickets… with the deadline being May 30, so I gotta do it tomorrow… because I’m low-income, right now, dammit.

* Infected Mushroom is coming July 3rd, and I am actually using Google Calendar to make fucking damn sure that I don’t miss it this time, since I’ve already missed them a couple times due to absolutely freakish circumstances beyond my control. And so it goes.

* Got caught up on some “Breaking Bad” with Lenny, finally, but we’re still a good five weeks behind. EEEP. That shit is SO GOOD.

* I also like this stupid reality dating show called “Daisy of Love.” Stupidly named, but it’s interesting. Mostly because I like seeing the people that go on the show and how their personalities are. I love reality TV. Not gonna lie. Granted that perhaps much of it IS fabricated, but it’s only fabricated to a degree. People are just so damn interesting.

* I met with one of my new writers, Chris, yesterday, who is a friend of Yair and Hojo’s… so that was cool. We sat in front and in back of each other for a good fifteen minutes, not knowing the other person was the other person (but suspecting).

* Got to try Trophy Cupcakes, which Tammy claimed was much tastier than Cupcake Royale. I’m not quite sure that it was, but it was good, true. That shit is expensive, though, them designer cupcakes. How can they charge that much money for a snagnam cupcake?!!!!

Alright, enough ranting. It’s time to do some more reading and go to bed.

damn, this shit is ugly.

This pre-existing WordPress theme is hideous, but I have to fork up a whopping $10.00 to allow custom CSS. Hrm. Is it worth it?!! IS IT?!! WHO WANTS TO PAY FOR MY WORDPRESS THEME UPGRADE?! WHO?!!

Although I don’t have a television, I’m pretty stoked, cause one of my favorite shows, “Breaking Bad,” is starting up again this Sunday, on AMC. The show features Hal (Bryan Cranston), the dad from “Malcolm in the Middle,” who is a high-school chemistry teacher who starts cooking meth because he is struggling to make money, with his pregnant wife and a deathly disease in tow. AWESOME SHOW. Evidently it won a couple Emmys, even though I don’t really think Emmys really count for anything, but STILL. I *LOVE* Bryan Cranston, and I loved him in “Malcolm in the Middle” (mostly because I just love that show), but this show really shows off his talent. Haha. I guess he won an Emmy for his role in “Breaking Bad,” and there was this funny OnDemand clip that was the rest of the staff members talking about how Bryan Cranston had changed post-Emmy, saying that he wouldn’t look them in the eyes, called them his lackies, beat them with his Emmy pendant, and made them polish his trophy… haha. Hilarious.

ANYWAY. WATCH THIS. WATCH IT NOW. The first episode from the first season. CLICK THIS LINK!

Anyway, I’m pretty sad that I didn’t make it out for First Thursday in downtown Seattle today. It’s been a while, and I probably won’t be able to go next month either, since I’ll be in Peru. Oh well. Maybe in May. :/

Today was our last yoga class, and it was pretty awesome. There were a lot of partner activities. The girl next to Alex was the same height as him, and the girl next to me was the same height as me, but I think they thought Alex and I were a couple or something, and were like, “Oh, it’s okay! You two can work together!” although he’s like twice my weight. For most of the partner activities, it was totally fine, but there was one in particular where he basically had to lie backwards on me as I was in “down dog,” which is essentially… go from push-up position into a straight-kneed position with your ass up in the air. I don’t know how to explain it, but that was a lot of weight on my arms, haha. There was also one where we held hands and then would just lean outwards with our feet together, and it was awesome… it was kind of like I was a little kid again and could just hold onto a parent’s hand and swing around and jump off the ground and my weight would be supported and stuff. Hee.

PS – “Breaking Bad” is the SHIT. Watch it. Now. NOWWWW.

PPS – I’ve been a straight fatass today, holy fucking shit. Put me on food lockdown!

los angeles, day one — ph00d!

Ze first evening, Jeanette pickethed me up from the airport, and we drove around Torrance, looking for this one Chinese restaurant that was recommended to Jeanette by Sherry’s parents, of all people. Got a mustard green & pork strips noodle soup (xue zai rou si mian), a beef noodle soup (niu rou mian), and a green onion pancake (chong you bing). It was pretty delicious — mostly the niu rou mian, though. Feels good to practicar the Chineseths.

That evening, we went to the bank and an art supply store, Blick, near Jeanette’s house, to buy some art supplies. I bought a black posterboard to paint on, and Jeanette bought some canvasses. Also got a pencil, a Magic Rub eraser, and a pencil sharpener. God damn. I’m writing this at the airport right now, on four hours of sleep, and it’s fucking painful, I tell you. I’m so tired. But I will troop on :/ So we painted and painted and painted while watching “The Bachelor” and some other TV show Jeanette likes. @__@ Played some Left3dead, ate some really yummy Trader Joe’s edamame hummus with pretzel chips, and that was the night.

(Top) My painting; (Bottom) Jeanette’s painting… which is unfinished I do believe.

More to come.

crazy social experimentation show.

Brian [Pearl] told me to watch this crazy social experimentation show called “Solitary,” where nine candidates are put into solitary confinement, and a machine controls when they eat, what they eat, when they sleep, if they sleep in a bed or on the floor, when they get the objects they brought into solitary, etc. etc. Insanity. I want to say I hate it, but unfortunately, I really like it.

One really revealing part happened when they had an experiment. Every one of the nine members brought in three items with them for comfort (strangely, none of them brought music, which is UNREAL). The mechanical voice told them to pick which of the three items they want to take away from everyone else. Four people didn’t take anything from the others. Two of those four people didn’t take anything because they believed in the, “Do unto others what you want to have done unto you” motto. Two others basically felt like they wanted an even competition. Four others took certain items from others. One person, this Asian Christian, took EVERY item away from EVERYONE. Jackass!

Too interesting of a show. I feel bad watching it though, cause it’s kind of terrible.

CONTESTANT NUMBER FOUR, ON CRAZINESS:
Why is “bananas” crazy? “Nuts” is crazy? How come no one goes “oranges”? Or “cherries”?

blargh.

Ugh, annoying. I used to update my poetry on an online Korean message board system, and this was the address: http://board3.cgiworld.net/index.cgi?id=veektory1.

Unfortunately, this shit fucking exploded, like I feared it would someday, and now all my poetry is gone, gone, gone. I backed up a SMALL amount of it not that long ago but all the recent stuff, like within the past two or three years, is gone. SUCK.

Anyway, Alex decided to tell Chris and I today (well, I guess he told Chris yesterday) that he is going to move out, to his mom’s house, to save money for when Karen moves up in July because they’re going to move in together and share an apartment. I think it is absolute insanity, but lol, it’ll be interesting to see how it turns out. So I’m trying to see if Rachel or Nate want to move in, but I have to discuss it with Chris, of course. This will be interesting. Not quite sure honestly why he wants it to work out with Karen in particular so bad, but boy, does he want it to work. And this is all on the basis that she probably won’t have a job initially (although she will be looking for one, but let’s face it, the job market sucks), and also, they haven’t spent more than like two and a half weeks together in a relationship so far. It’s just sOoOo extreme. Guess we shall see what happens. I’ll be interested to see how often I will see Alex in the future, though, if they do live together, considering the bitch hates me. Lol. I guess no one wants to be alone, though, so why not take a chance? Who knoweth.

Anyway. I spent like ALL DAY yesterday trying to fix a stupid virus on my laptop, which my desktop has also, I think, but in a more minor form. Ridiculousness. The laptop got to a point where it wouldn’t even boot up anymore. Massive grossness. Luckily, with Lenny‘s help, I managed to get it largely fixed and got the drivers installed after a million fooking years. ~__~ Such a pain in the ass. No wonder people who don’t know shit about computers can’t really get everything hooked up by themselves right away. Ha.

I had Spanish class today. Twas okay.

I was supposed to go to Los Angeles this upcoming Thursday, but I am postponing it to next Tuesday so I can meet up with Lingo’s friend on Monday and get a web design job. Amongst other things, like yoga class, and Spanish lessons, and stuff. Trying to miss just one week, not two, in a row.

Super Bowl Sunday I went over to Pat [Campbell] and Brian [Bushc8mp]‘s because Pat and Lewis invited me. It was fairly entertaining, although we only half watched the Super Bowl. I got there when it was almost half-time. We basically switched the TV between: 1) Super Bowl, 2) Awesome Super Bowl commercials, 3) MMA, 4) Puppy Bowl.

So MMA is like Mixed Martial Arts, although the particular one we watched wasn’t called MMA, but it’s the same type of shit. Total dude crap. I don’t really understand the appeal, although one match was more entertaining than the others, but I was kind of cowering out of disgustedness the entire time :/

Puppy Bowl, however, needs a mention. Puppy Bowl is this: CLICK ME CLICK ME CLICK ME!

Puppies that are up for adoption pretend to be football players and get thrown onto a “field” full of doggie toys. They play with the toys and a ref makes game calls and play calls according to what the silly pups are doing. Silly, silliness. But cute, and entertaining.

Oh yes, prior to going to their place, I decided to park in a pay lot because they live in Capitol Hill and it’s hard to park there. It turned out to be $3 to park for 24 hours, so I put in 2 dollar bills and put in another dollar in quarters, but the coin reception was broken! So, I called up Lewis to see if he or anyone else had dollar bills I could use, but by the time they said that they did, the parking payment thing had reset itself and eaten my money!!!! So I ended up using credit card and paid $6 for what woulda been $3 parking, Ownt. T__T

Blahhhhhh I’m so lost.

random ramblings written by really really cold hands ~__~

I’m watching… Frontline’s “The Medicated Child” report (January 8th, 2008) on Netflix, which talks about drugging kids up for ADD or depression or whatever.

I’ve determined that my ideal amount of sleep time is about 6-7 hours a day, no matter what time I go to sleep. Whenever I wake up within that time frame, I’m wide awake for a moment, but my lazy mind, which thinks, “I should sleep some more because why not?” keeps me asleep… when in fact, for that period, my body and mind are temporarily wide awake.

Anyway, I’ve been on this mango kick lately. A month or so ago, I started drinking a lot of Odwalla Mango Tango juices, and then I determined that I should just make them myself. Been making food at home a lot more lately, too. Here’s some things I’ve been eating. These aren’t really food foods so much as snacks, though.

MANGO SMOOTHIE:
Mango chunks to your delight (or maybe like half a mango)
2 cups Jumex mango juice (really affordable Mexican juice )
2 cups apple juice
2 cups water
Ice

Yum yum yum! I kinda made up the proportions because I usually eyeball them, but that combination of stuff definitely makes a money mango smoothie

YUMMY SALAD:
Lamb’s lettuce
Avocado
Feta cheese
(No dressing)

GREEK SALAD:
Cherry tomatoes
Mozzarella balls (Cilegene)
Balsamic vinaigrette
Olive oil
Basil

Dammit, I’m making myself hungry. ~__~ It’s kinda weird, though, I can’t eat much these days compared to what I used to be able to eat o__O Not sure why, really.

Oh yes and I am growing a basil plant. Lenny‘s looks much better. But it’s okay. Edible, anyhow. ^__^

I have a job interview for Americorps / United Way later. Trying to get into non-profit stuff, and hopefully that does the trick. Going to try and stop by the Museum of Glass in Tacoma afterwards, cause I’ve never been there. It costs $10, though, dammit!

Then later today, it’s back to California for the weekend for funeraling. And junk. ~__~

The other night, we got my Netflix temporarily set up on Lenny’s XBox, and let me just say, that freaking Netflix & XBox connection thing is the BEST FREAKING THING ever. He gave me a bunch of cards I can use to set up my Netflix on our (Alex‘s) XBox, so I will use those at some point where I feel like I have a lotta time to watch the Netflix

I was sick for the past couple weeks and Alex got sick, and I thought we had the same thing, but I guess Alex’s throat is all enflamed and he’s like dying and can’t swallow and can’t breathe and hence can’t sleep. OWNED ~__~

This kid in this Frontline “The Medicated Child” report talks of a kid who was on 8 different medications by the time he was five. INSANITY.

And they’re diagnosing little kids with BIPOLAR disorder? Give me a fucking break. Ridiculous. WTH are these parents doing accepting this crap?

These parents are pathetic and feel like they will do anything to make their kids more “easy to manage.” Pathetic. Not that medication is 100% bad all the time, but some of these kids seem like they might just be kids and need to just grow like normal kids. Are kids now really so much more fucked up than we were? That sooooo many more of them actually need drugs, when very few people our age needed them? I doubt it.

Last night I went to yoga class for the first time ever. That shit is weird. I must say, towards the end, she had us lay in a position and breathe and meditate basically, and it was so relaxing I damn near fell asleep. :0 And then when I was driving home, I was SOOOO relaxed I felt like I was unstable to drive, because I didn’t give a FUCK at all, and my reactions were really slow, etc. etc. Haha. Awesome.

i should update.

Not that I have much to say. Oh snaps, “American Idol” is starting up again. Too bad I don’t have a television, which makes watching “American Idol” quite difficult.

Blargh.

I remember this one time, back when I was working full-time, I was pretty convinced that once I was no longer working full-time, I would spend nearly every waking second devoted to making Redefine a better thing. Yet, it doesn’t seem to change even when I’m not working! In fact, I probably work on it less, or at the very least, just as much. It seems to max out at a point! What the fuck!

The economy’s getting kinda scary. I hope it’s all just talk and really isn’t going to turn into something REALLY scary. The concept of a global recession confuses me. Where does all the money go?!! Isn’t new money being made all the time?!! Does it mean fewer people are getting more money? I don’t understand.

Apparently James and Nancy‘s mom passed away today. What. The. Fuck. I need to talk to my mom about it, possibly tomorrow, because I reckon she’s at the hospital right now. Sherry had to call and tell me about it. WTF? I don’t know. It’s just really fucking weird because she was such a close family friend. No entiendo!

andrew zimmerman’s bizarre foods.

I’m watching TV for the first time in however million years long and I’m watching Andrew Zimmerman’s “Bizarre Foods” show on the Food Network.

SUCKLING PIG IS SO FUCKING SICK. YOU EAT THE WHOLE PIG!! THE WHOLE PIGGGGGG. THAT’S UNDER ONE MONTH OLD AND WEIGHS LESS THAN SEVEN POUNDS!! KILL MEEEEE! SICKKKKK!!!

And that’s about all I have to say. It’s nice to see a show about somewhere across the world, in Madrid, and feel like you were there long enough (granted, only 5 days, but 5 days was kinda enough to feel at home KINDA) to know where they are on the street. D:

I <3 Spain.