one of my writer just wrote me the most fucking offensive email ever.

lines:
“Redefine is a marketing project. Publicists send us shit and we kiss there asses to get on their good side? Am I right? It’s what we’re trying to accomplish, to move up in the world. The only reason I’m writing an interview with ***** is because she’s a “name” and it raises both your and my profile to have that on our resumes. Yours for the site, mine for my writing. It’s basic ass kissing 101. I’m fine with it, you’ve got to play the game and all.”

fucking hell fuck.

“It was watching interviews of [Bill Hicks] talking about how he tried to fit into normal comedy for his entire career but wasn’t really successful until he stopped giving a shit about industry restraints and just did what he wanted. That’s when he really took off in Europe. I’d recommend you do the same thing with Redefine. There are a million marketing sites. You’re trying to do something different. Do it. Only play within the lines so much. Sometimes I look at the site and I think we’re basically a slightly more sophisticated Pitchfork clone. You need to give people something they can’t get anywhere else.”

my response was somewhat manic, along the lines of:
“Doing an article about ***** is not to kiss ass. I like her record; you like her record. It makes sense to me that we cover her because she is liked. I don’t think it’s about kissing anyone’s ass at all; in fact, I don’t post a single thing that I don’t believe in. This is a personal rule. I don’t do it for the resume; are you joking me? You have no idea how much time I spend on this shit… it is because I believe in it wholeheartedly not for any kind of marketing shit and definitely not for any fucking money. I kind of find it offensive that you do think I am playing some sort of bullshit game because I work very hard to make that not be the case and I could be doing a lot of things and posting about a lot of motherfuckers that I don’t believe in at all just to get more traffic. Man. I AM A FAN OF EVERY FUCKING BAND I POST ABOUT. I DON’T MAKE SHIT FOR MONEY. Redefine DOESN’T EVEN PAY FOR ITS OWN WEB HOSTING. I pay for it. I have fucking $8 in the bank right now. That’s all there is to it. What fucking game? !!OI!!OI!II If I wanted to play a game I would do simple Q&A’s with every band I interview rather than pouring my heart and soul into shit that takes me fucking hours and hours and hours. I WISH I knew how to paly the fucking game more…

Anyway, again, I’m pretty fucking offended you think it is some kind of marketing project. WHAT THE FUCK. Who the fuck is making money or marketing any kind of fucking shit. I am doing this purely because I believe in every fucking second of it and if you think it is a marketing ploy then FUCK we are clearly not on the same page at all. Are you joking me? Like… the whole point of it is to offer journalism that other people can’t find elsewhere. DO you know how many bands have come and talked to me personally about the articles I do to say that it is their favorite interview they’ve ever done? Or told me that their mothers had called them about articles I had done? That’s not bullshit journalism and that’s not marketing I work very hard to keep this thing honest and pure.”

FUCK MY FACE I AM SO FUCKING PISSED
(fucking my face is probably not a good thing)

shamanic mysteries of egypt, part two.

OHHHHHHKAY. So part two of my crazy Egyptian meditation visionary book is about connecting with Nekhbet Mother Mut (pictured right), what they describe as the “Alchemist,” the deity that comes before the rest, the mother of all, and supposedly my “main guide” in my vision quest. In my book about Egyptian deities (the best intro book, seriously), she is a vulture, usually shown from side view, often shown in combination with or in relation to a snake.

I decided to edit the meditation this time to cut out unnecessary words and basically get to the meat of the thing, after learning that last time I got way too much caught up (concentration-wise) in the extra descriptive words I was saying that were in the original texts. This time, I also paired it all to Barn Owl’s Lost In The Glare record – at least, its first three songs. It matched up ridiculously well with the arc of the entire meditation, though I did not intend for that to happen whatsoever (with the exception of the last song, because I put that on there in its entirety as an entire song’s-length worth of meditation with no additional verbal guidance). Anyway. The arc:

Track one of the record, “Pale Star,” is super mellow and fit in perfectly with the introduction of the meditative session, which basically just called for you to breathe deeply and to get into the zone, and to focus on Anubis standing on the side of a cliff. You were to join him in watching a sunset. I decided to hold his hand in my vision haha. Not sure if he liked that or not, and I was wondering the whole time what kind of hands Anubis would have – would they be more jackal-like or more human-like? – so soon, I just grabbed onto his bicep instead. Which is kinda weird, too… and then I wondered about the bottom half of his outfit, which was some sort of golden skirt-type thing… was getting all pervy on Anubis, sorry!

At that point the meditation told you to let go of what you were thinking of and start preparing yourself to enter the actual meat of the meditation. It told you to step off of the cliff and then transform into a dove, which would enter a vortex…

Almost exactly timed with my entering the vortex came track two, “Turiya.” It was actually fun to glide through the vortex initially with this song playing because it becomes fairly intense, and I imagined myself as a dove, flying very confidently through this vortex, constantly arcing towards the right… but then the song got mega intense, and it got to a point where I felt like seriously my forehead or something was going to explode… everything just became super hard to control and I had to remind myself to breathe deeply to like, maintain control of my body or something. I don’t know how to explain it really; I have never felt anything like that that intensely. I mean, during the previous meditation session for this I had mentioned that it felt like it was hard for me to get back into my body at the end; in this case it was similar to that, only it felt just like my mind was going somewhere else and that if I wasn’t careful, it’d go off without my body following it or something. Anyway, the deep breaths helped, and what’s even better is the timing of the next track and next happening…

The next track, “Devotion I” is a super calm I guess salutary track to someone or something, and it felt so so so appropriate as this was when the journey through the vortex ended and I came face-to-face with Nekhbet Mother Mut and offered her an olive branch of peace, which she was to accept. She then talked to me (this is all in the dialogue from the book) about basically what she was there to do and that I was courageous for attempting this in the first place, and that I had the heart like that of the Fool in the tarot. Then there was a space left for “getting a message” from her, which in my mind, started off as basically her reassuring me that things would be fine, followed by me asking a LOT of ridiculous questions such as: “Is the serpent we’re going to ride on really white?” even though it was originally listed as silver. These are just the type of questions that sprung to mind, though – nothing profound whatsoever, and so I just kept apologizing for asking the dumbest shit, to which the answer seemed like a kind of maternal, “It’s fine,” plus a type of shrugging off, though not mean in any way, just the kind of shrugging off you would give a little kid who might be talking too much about things you’re bored by.

Moving on, this was when I intentionally placed the fourth track, “The Darkest Night Since 1683,” into the pre-recorded meditation reading. It was during this part where I was supposed to look into myself and Egypt and find a lost memory. A ton of random shit came to mind but the strongest things that reoccurred were: lion-headed god (female), Sphinx, Horus – in that order. I knew that Horus was a bird-headed god, but really didn’t know much more than that, other than whatever tangential information I had learned from reading about other gods. Then I was left with the idea of: Eye of Horus (which, in my head, after it came to mind, I mistook for the Eye of Ra / Re) and also, an Eye on the Sphinx??? I also got confused during this time because I had read that Thoth was born from Seth’s eyeball and though that maybe THAT was the Eye of Horus? (When really that has nothing to do with anything, I see now.) Also the line, “So many centuries” – or something similar – kept repeating again and again and again. And I got the very clear sense that a Sphinx – the Great Sphinx?? – is located atop some kind of giant slab of hieroglyphs extend like a vertical column, similar to an obelisk? Similar to the Easter Island “heads” and how they have bodies?? I remember thinking during the meditation that, what the fuck, this was surely an impossibility considering the amount of research that has probably gone into the Sphinx??? ANYWAY.

When I came to and finished this meditation, I was basically like, what the fuck, and went to the book that I had borrowed from the library. It yielded some information about what I had seen:

1) eye of the moon [found coincidentally after I was attempting to look up anything related to “eyes”… “eye of Horus” was not a real thing]
“[Horus as a] Sky God: This is the original form of Horus as ‘lord of the sky’ which preceded all others. The Eyptian word her from which the god’s name is derived means ‘the one on high’ or ‘the distant one’ in reference to the soaring flight of the hunting falcon (if not a reference to the solar aspect of the god). Mythologically, the god was imagined as a celestial falcon whose right eye was the sun and whose left eye the moon. The speckled feathers of his breast were probably the stars and his wings the sky – with their downsweep producing the winds. It was in this form that Horus was apparently worshipped at some of Egypt’s earliest sites such as Hierakonpolis and in which Horus assimilated a number of other local falcon gods.”

2) lion-headed deity (female): [found listed under seven or eight Sphinx-related pages in the index]
“The lion-headed goddess personifies the most common type of ‘hybrid’ or bimorphic deity in which the head of the animal is fused with an anthropomorphic body.” + “A lion-headed goddess is a lion-goddess in human form, while a royal sphinx, conversely, is a man who has assumed the form of a lion.”

3) Horus and The Great Sphinx [found as the last entry related to ‘sphinx’ – I was definitely beginning to think that there was no connection between Horus and sphinxes]
“[Horus as a] Sun god: As a natural outgrowth of his role as cosmic sky god Horus was also venerated more specifically as a solar god… The Pyramid Texts specifically refer to Horus in solar terms as ‘god of the east’ and he appeared in at least three forms in this guise. As Horakhty or ‘Horus of the two horizons’ Horus was the god of the rising and setting sun, but more particularly the god of the east and the sunrise, and in the Pyramid Texts the deceased king is said to be reborn in the eastern sky as Horakhty. Eventually, Horakhtys drawn into the sun cult of Heliopolis and fused with its solar god as Re-Horakhty. As behde or ‘he of [the] behdet’, Horus was the hawk-winged sun disk which seems to incorporate the idea of the passage of the sun through the sky. As Hor-em-akhet (Harmachis) or ‘Horus in the horizon’, Horus was visualized as a sun god in falcon or leonine form. By New Kingdom times, he Great Sphinx of Giza – originally a representation of the 4th-dynasty king Khafre – was interpreted as an image of Hor-em-akhet.

There is nothing else in this text related to Horus being a lion-related god at all. Totally fucking weird…

Maybe a point to note that I’m finding now after reading more about Horus:

Chapter 112 of the Book of the Dead tells how the Delta city of Pe (the historical Buto) was given to Horus as compensation for his eye which was injured by Seth, thus explaining this important centre of the god…

Well, since I’m already here, let’s look up the terms Book of the Dead (to see if there’s more about Chapter 112) , Pe, and Buto… noting that I don’t have internet at home right now, so I actually have to rely only on *gasp* this book that is right in front of me! (God I am glad I actually wasn’t lazy and picked this up from the library today…)

1) Book of the Dead [a shit ton of entries]
… too many entries for me to give a shit right now at 12:30am…

2) Buto [3 entries]
Nothing of particular interest.

3) Pe [0 entries]

Mystery ended adequately, at least for now. Not 100% pleased about not checking out all of the Book of the Dead stuff, but fuggiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. Sleep tym.

Anyway, glad I wrote this. Felt so fucking weird right after doing it. felt craaaaaaaaaazyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Still feel a little crazy but it’s fine.

ADDENDUM… 01/31… @ 4:00pm
This morning, when I woke up, I was thinking about how “Horus on the horizon” and thinking that the sphinx is somehow associated with the sun. I don’t know if this is actually true. If this is actually true, it would make sense to think there’s another sphinx? Dedicated to the sun?

Anyway, some quick Googling about sphinxes and Horus… found some sort of articles:
- Was There a Second Great Sphinx at Giza?
- The Riddle Of The Second Sphinx

God this shit is weird. I honestly don’t know what to make of it, AT ALL. Is it my mind actually tapping into something? Is it just my mind? I mean I seriously don’t know that much about Egyptian mythology at all, or Egyptology… so some of the things that have been coming up are pretty bizarre.

Also, there are apparently (maybe?) passages under the Sphinx, which makes it possible? That there might be more carvings in the sides of the walls where the passageways are, no?
- The Saga Of The Sphinx
- The Egyptologist, The Sphinx, and the Cover-Up
- Robert M. Schoch’s Research On The Great Sphinx
- Known Sphinx Passages
- Uncovering Secrets of the Sphinx (a Smithsonian article worth taking a look at, and pretty recent, from February 2010)

Lehner spotted something perhaps even more remarkable. If you stand in the eastern niche during sunset at the March or September equinoxes, you see a dramatic astronomical event: the sun appears to sink into the shoulder of the Sphinx and, beyond that, into the south side of the Pyramid of Khafre on the horizon. “At the very same moment,” Lehner says, “the shadow of the Sphinx and the shadow of the pyramid, both symbols of the king, become merged silhouettes. The Sphinx itself, it seems, symbolized the pharaoh presenting offerings to the sun god in the court of the temple.” Hawass concurs, saying the Sphinx represents Khafre as Horus, the Egyptians’ revered royal falcon god, “who is giving offerings with his two paws to his father, Khufu, incarnated as the sun god, Ra, who rises and sets in that temple.”

Equally intriguing, Lehner discovered that when one stands near the Sphinx during the summer solstice, the sun appears to set midway between the silhouettes of the pyramids of Khafre and Khufu. The scene resembles the hieroglyph akhet, which can be translated as “horizon” but also symbolized the cycle of life and rebirth. “Even if coincidental, it is hard to imagine the Egyptians not seeing this ideogram,” Lehner wrote in the Archive of Oriental Research. “If somehow intentional, it ranks as an example of architectural illusionism on a grand, maybe the grandest, scale.”

Read more: http://www.smithsonianmag.com/history-archaeology/Uncovering-Secrets-of-the-Sphinx.html#ixzz1l5Mg9PDm

“According to the legend engraved on a pink granite slab between the Sphinx’s paws, the Egyptian prince Thutmose went hunting in the desert, grew tired and lay down in the shade of the Sphinx. In a dream, the statue, calling itself Horemakhet—or Horus-in-the-Horizon, the earliest known Egyptian name for the statue—addressed him. It complained about its ruined body and the encroaching sand. Horemakhet then offered Thutmose the throne in exchange for help.

Whether or not the prince actually had this dream is unknown. But when he became Pharaoh Thutmose IV, he helped introduce a Sphinx-worshiping cult to the New Kingdom (1550-1070 B.C.). Across Egypt, sphinxes appeared everywhere in sculptures, reliefs and paintings, often depicted as a potent symbol of royalty and the sacred power of the sun.”

Read more: http://www.smithsonianmag.com/history-archaeology/Uncovering-Secrets-of-the-Sphinx.html#ixzz1l5N1tjdu

I DON’T KNOWWWWW can’t really think about this.

No results for a third eye related to the Sphinx.

slss

me:
ughhh i am so ridiculous
i was thinking just now how much it sucks to try and always do the right thing
how stressful it is
(i am cleaning my room)
thinking how much easier life would be if instead of hanging onto my old batteries and shit
i just threw them in the trash
but instead it becomes this fucking chore
along with every other chore

lenny:
hah

me:
and while thinking this
a spider came by
and i smushed him cause i was annoyed
and now i feel horrible
idiot girl!!
i havent fucking smushed a spider in years
argghhhh

lenny:
you killed it D:

me:
yeah

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i am so ridiculous. ridiculous ridiculous ridiculous. ridiculous. it is ridiculous to be me. ridiculous.

so, this is the new year.

saying i am confounded would be an understatement. the confusion runs so deep it kills a part of me that i love. it bludgeons core foundations while trying to bully me into admitting that my judgment of characters is absolute crap, that my idealism is not realism, that my world and my worldview are naive, naive, naive! this is heartbreak, which forces one to question one’s entire being, pressures one to unwillingly count the minutes that pass, and persists without reason or answer, indefinitely, unless hope is explicitly crushed or revived…

my mind and heart would be wrestling, but as nostalgia pushes against heartache, the two can barely distinguish their legs from one another’s. in their tangles, neither can win. nostalgia desires to grasp onto the novel feelings which may never be felt again; heartache desires nothing more than to let it all go, to diminish itself out of existence.

what i am writing, however scornful, is at least diminutive. should the unmentionable other never speak to me again, written accounts will be, perhaps altogether too appropriately, all that remain. the moments will slide further away, ejected into space without recourse, specks in endlessness. every passing moment will emerge so much less precious, so much more categorized by pain, that at some point the desire to revisit even the most beautiful aspects of our interactions will wane. the memories will transmute into a blur of pain, to be boxed and shelved away, labeled as trauma and not as longing — and hardly even as friendship.

with no tangible material to celebrate our memories, save for a book, a dearth of letters and poems, and snippets of shared music, any lack of desire on his part to revisit our mutual understanding will reduce everything we’ve shared to nothingness. visual cues not being enough to solidify the moments, they will be left to the mercy of memory, ever-shifting.

(written on the plane from the bay area to seattle + the light rail from the airport to downtown seattle)

cool, i feel like fuck-all.

FUCK.
fuck is like the best word, ever.

you know…

i was kinda pissed…

… so i went for a jog. dude, fruitful. i haven’t gone for a jog for ages… well, probably like a month and a half, but before that, ages. and that was like, “i wanna get home faster!” this is the first deliberate jog i’ve gone on in… well, as long as i can remember. felt pretty good though my leg cramped up a little. might do it more, but only at late night intervals such as this. i should go snowboarding sometime soon… i haven’t been in ages… it’s like a foreign thing at this rate. i gotta go at least once this season…

anyway, i truly hope to have a longer actual post one of these days… when i’m not feeling like a complete and utter insane person. this week has been like, 10+ hour workdays, everyday. i’m certainly making money, but it’s rough. can’t wait til tomorrow’s over so i can rest slightly easy…

just created a new category for “fuck”. haha…

(oh right, and i was pissed because there’s this huge deadline tomorrow and the ladies i’m doing for sprung it on me and gave me two days to do all this shit and were really slow about communicating changes to me, and didn’t give them to me for forever, and then finally, after i was like, “okay, i’m leaving the coffee shop to go home for dinner!” they fucking sent me a bombload of changes, many of which i could have done much easier earlier on. fucking ridiculous.)

on top of that, i’m also working on this other website project which is also ridiculous because the dude doesn’t know what he wants at all, or what he’s doing, and it’s a bit of a fucking nightmare. fuck. time to dance in my room for a song or two and then get back at working.

1:00am.

(i also have this fucked up foot problem… where my feet are really fucking itchy and swollen during the wintertime. i don’t think it’s athlete’s foot. it fucking sucks. i have the weirdest health problems, when i have health problems, always. never get regularly sick but my body is always doing weird ass fucking shit. fuck.)

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2:26am.
addendum.
i’m listening to… el boy die’s black hawk ladies & tambourins album, which rules… dude, there’s so much good music it’s fucking stupid.

anyway, i neglected to mention that when i came back, i felt really awake (the goal of the jog), and it was awesome. now i’m kinda in the work zone, which is excellent, considering it’s so late/early in the morning! that also allowed me time to calm down and not put together a totally bratty email cause whatever.

also when i came back, i laid down on the floor for a while, listening to emil & friends, and doing some exercises and just generally zoning the hell out to the music. uhhhhhh that run pretty much made me feel like i was hallucinating. natural high, i guess, but in this weird way… like being on a hallucinogen or something… i began to notice the strokes in which the painters painted popcorn on my ceiling, and how those strokes seemed to create a spiral around the light fixture in the center of the room, and how the light radiated outwards and cast shadows upon the paint strokes in a circular, hurricane-like way… it was as if i was hyper-focused and hyper-clear for a second, and i think it’s because of all the deep breaths i took on my jog. crispy deep breaths! when i was coming back and ran out of breath (i can’t jog worth shit), i just closed my eyes, took deep breaths, and focused on the music. when i came to, i: a) could jog again without problem; b) was surprised at where i was. it was like that hallucinogenic ceiling thing again, only i was outside…

that reminds me, though… this morning i woke up and laid in bed forever because i couldn’t get up, and my head was just spinning, spinning, spinning, and i felt barely able to pull myself into consciousness… hmm, that sounds kind of bad…

oh right, and today i started my first day of volunteering. what i am doing is basically going to low-income subsidized housing and participating in giving residents coffee and making conversation with them. i had a long conversation with this guy named sasa who was from tehran and had been in the states for ten years; he used to run his own company in iran but now is in the states, battling depression, and talking daily with his case worker. he says he wants to work but he cannot because his health is not good — health meaning mental health. he was formerly a political science professor at a university in tehran, he said, and had converted to christianity since coming to the united states. he talked about how everyone in the united states has so much CHOICE, basically, and can anything they want, unlike other countries. he says he gives thanks daily…

also had a brief conversation with this dude from new orleans about making gumbo, and how he makes awesome gumbo…

also had a really long conversation with this super albino hypoglycemic kid who loves to bbq but can’t cook and can’t really eat vegetables because they make him sick because he has a protein deficiency. he was suuuuuper pale. but anyway. he said he bbq’d 24 packages of baby back ribs for his family for his birthday this past year, and that he marinated the meat for like, five days straight. hardc0re. he told me that if he eats starchy vegetables, like potatoes, he has diarrhea for a week. such hardcore food problems… dang.

there was also a filipino guy who made everyone lumpia. and he was talking with such pride about making lumpia and adobo, but no one there would really eat it because no one ate meat. his talking about it and kind of feeling like we were crazy for not making meat made me think twice about the realities of being vegetarian. and i think i decided today that i don’t really care enough to actually make the stretch. not that i’m ever going to really BUY meat and cook it, BUT… it’s such a thing of privilege — which we have, yes — to decline meat when it is such a cultural necessity in so many other places. i don’t know. in any case, it’s whatever. i’ll probably continue eating as i do, but i think… it’s whatever. i don’t care. i’ll eat it.

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2:39am.
hey, look at that… this is damn near a real entry!

a year in facebook status updates – 2009.

January

does believe people should go to the new and improved http://www.redefinemag.com

done did got her laptop infected by a virus. ~__~ BSOD FTL.

February

got a web facelift: http://www.redefinemag.com — and a new arts blog: http://www.redefinemag.com/arts/

is going to be in Los Angeles tomorrow, until the 17th! Holla!

is wondering if anyone would like to go to Peru with her in late March / early April for a couple weeks?

March

is wondering if anyone knows anyone trustworthy who needs a room to stay in for SxSW?

is going to Peru, April 1st through April 23rd. Confirmed, son.

is wondering if anyone else noticed Facebook looks different! Rounded profile pictures, omg!! Bigger fonts!!!!

thinks the Indian holiday, Holi, is AWESOME. ^__^

is pretty sure SxSW is the best shit ever.

cannot WAITTTTT to get back to Seattle where allergies are more or less tolerable and not complete complete death action.

… did I say I couldn’t wait to get back to Seattle? Well, I don’t want to be in Austin, but I don’t want to be here, either. RESPONSIBILITIES. BLACHHH.

It’s funny when you have a sudden epitome on a way to fix something that is obviously wrong, with so obvious an answer it’s ridiculous. Naw mean?

Today I hung out with a 23 year old Australian dude I met at SxSW and an 18 year old super mature and smart (and classically very good looking) British lad. I rarely ever meet and get to know English-speaking foreigners while living in the States. It’s in…

Feeleth so dehydrated…

is headed to Seattle’s Green Festival… for anyone who wants to go tomorrow, if you go to PCC and buy some shit, you get a free ticket ($15 value).

Sometimes you just need a giant 16 ounce cup of cappuccino / hot cocoa mix from — no, not the coffee shop down the street — 7/11. Hail. Yeah. Son. Sure, you’ll regret it later as you are shaking with its sugary nastiness, but the first half hour or so o…

is headed to Mexico City / Peru in one day and seven hours. Here’s to not pulling a “Tony Cordova”. Not pulling a “Tony Cordova” can be defined as, but are not limited to: 1) not breaking arms while arm wrestling, 2) not getting rings stuck on fingers til…

April

was told that her brother’s house has Oreos for consumption, but the Oreos cannot be seen!!!!

is in the Lima airport, at a Starbucks. Ohhh nooeettthh! They’re seriously everywhere. X:

is in Lima, waiting to go to Trujillo, Peru. Lima is just a city, like every other city, but man, is Peruvian cuisine colorful and exciting. But people here drive like maniacs. It’s super fun to be in a taxi, wondering if you’ll get in a crash, but even i…

is going to Huacas Del Sol Y De La Luna today… and then off to the desert. – http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Huacas_del_Sol_y_de_l a_Luna

is wondering about how strange it is that I’ve been here for like… three days… and it feels like an ETERNITY somehow. It’s fucking bizarre.

is thinking about how a girl on my flight from Seattle to SF five days ago finished off our 2 hour conversation with one another by telling me that I have “really nice hands” and that she has an “obsession with hands and necks.”

has photos online at http://picasaweb.google.com/veez0ri

helped another teacher teach some 2nd graders English today. We did one class in Spanish and one class in English, teaching kids things like, “What’s your name?” and “What’s her name?” and the class taught exclusively in English did MUCH better than the c…

$569 roundtrip to Iceland from Seattle this summer. Who wants to go

es muy confundido.

is PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY. K thx. Off to the mountains of Peru this evening for Semana Santa!!! Holy Week!

is just a girl.

has new photos from an awesome weekend in Cajamarca, Peru: http://picasaweb.google.com/veez0ri/042009Cajamarc aPeru#

has just been reminded that holy shit… art is better than pretty much everything. – http://www.redefinemag.com/arts/ – http://1988watcher.blogspot.com/

is wondering who wants to go to Burning Man this year… like, for real. This time.

& Mihae received many a love letter this evening from Peruvian men. Here is a note a hot 17 year old Peruvian waiter wrote us before we left: “Cuando vas muy lejos adonde yo no te puedo ver se que vata (?) o extranarte mucho Vivian te extrano mucho quisie…

is forever in love with “Gorecki” by Lamb. One of the most awesome songs ever.

feels like she just smoked at least five cigarettes due to the plethora of secondhand smoke this evening ~__~

doesn’t like secondhand smoke but residual smoke-in-hair is SO GOOD. So good.

is sad to be leaving Trujillo cause the kids are SO cute. ~__~ Want to come back for longer. How to do so logistically…

is Lima-bound tonight. Hello overnight bus.

says: If you’re riding a bus in Peru, reserve the freaking 1st row of seats on the 2nd floor of the bus. AMAZING view (And “Bruce Almighty” in Spanish is amazing, too.)

is in Cusco, and NOT altitude sick! Yay. Mihae is yet to be determined, however.

Cusco / Cuzco is uncharming, expensive, drab, unexciting, and completely un-Peru-like. Machu Picchu may be great, but this tourist trap mecca definitely is not. Just saying.

is tired after a day of hiking up a 3,500 meter (11,500 feet) above sea level mountain because two Peruvian waiters (we sure like making friends with waiters) told us to. Tiring and hard, with some parts of the “trail” actually being giant ladders we had…

is thinking, WTF, BBQ, LIFE, and using the internet while sitting on the floor of our hostel in Cuzco.

actually heard a stranger fart last night in an alleyway and then SMELLED it. That’s SO wrong.

got a tarot card reading today from a Peruvian jungle man nicknamed Captain Jack, while sitting on a giant rock and stuff.

is in the Lima airport… again. Living in Trujillo was SO cheap, but coming to Cusco and Lima is SO expensive!! BAHH! Sapping money like a motherfucker!!

is leaving Peru tomorrow. Already? Is it over already?! :[

is back in the States after a night of 0 sleep and techno music in Mexico City. Thanks, Franco.

is dying of stomach ache! WTF!

is feeling better. Yay for no Mexican flu

is wondering why people would install shit on my computer. Kinda annoying.

wants it all -- brand new socks and drawls -- and I'm ballin every time I stop and talk to y'all. I want it all, all, all, all.

lied a little. Stomach still hurts. :X And it is not reassuring that one of the people I was hanging out with in Mexico City also has had a stomach ache!!! (But I don't have any other flu symptoms, so I'm not going to die, right?!! RIGHT?!!)

can once again think of a zillion reasons to never live at home.

is wondering if anyone wants to pick her up from the airport at 11:00pm on Tuesday. No? OK.

is going to interview Crystal Antlers tonight at the Crepe Place in Santa Cruz. Bands? At a Crepe Place? We'll see how this goes.

is wondering WHYYYYYY WHYYYY STOMACHE WHYYYYY!

is pretty convinced what burned my stomach was drinking a glass of absinthe (when I never drink) on an empty stomach. Finally took medicine, and now it's all peachy.

is thinking four days or so is about the maximum amount of time to visit the parentals in California without going batshit crazy.

is wondering if anyone is going to Sasquatch, cause I'd actually maybe like to go for once, perhaps.

May

is thinking that looking at high school people's Facebook profiles is some Twilight Zone shit.

wants Red Lobster Cheddar Biscuits. SRSLY.

is having her patience tested, z0mg.

reckons there's always a lesson to be learned in experiences that test you, but man, it's hard to glean something super positive from someone's annoying the shit out of you.

is gonna see some dags. Do you like dags?

revolutionized nail-cutting this afternoon. Cut your nails outside; never worry about mess again!!!!!!!!! ZOMG!!!!

gives in to Conor Oberst. I had always written off Bright Eyes as mediocre, but dammit, it's kind of good.

is wondering if anyone wants to go with her to either The Kills / The Horrors' show or The Curious Mystery / Ole Time Relijun's show. Both on Friday and free. Hollar.

is going country line dancing or something tonight. They call it 2-steppin? What? We'll see.

is HOLY FUCK, round-trip tickets from Seattle to NYC for $219 and from Los Angeles to Australia for $646. HOLY FUCK ASS!!!!!

just fell in the mud with my Nikon d40 D-SLR. But dude, smoothing concrete is fun (and the camera is okay).

is now officially only one degree of separation removed from Mike Patton (of Faith No More / Mr. Bungle fame). Wee!

is going to Hammingbell, aka Bellingham, for the day...!

recommends that you go watch The Kills and The Horrors, on tour now. They killed it this evening.

needs to need to not want to need.

loves the VH1 show "Daisy of Love." I'm just a lameass.

sometimes wishes she liked alcohol even a little bit. But alas, no.

is an idiot around boys I have even remote interest in, and I will run away prematurely. But hey, if I don't like you, I will talk to you for fucking hours.

... sometimes you think you know, but then find out what you know ain't shit. But it's nice when that can be said in a positive manner. SON!

spent the night at a bar with a fucking banana in my purse. SON!

eats a little too much hummuses!!!

necesita aprender mas espanol :0

was late for the bus but forgot bus money, had to run back home to grab the bus money, grabbed the bus money, kept it in her hands while running down the hill, lost a quarter of the fare in someone's unkempt lawn (where it was never to be seen again), and...

was called by her mother today, and her mother said to her in Chinese: "Your house is actually pretty clean now! But you live with boys, so make sure you wrap up your pads well when you throw them out while you're on your period." To which I replied (verb...

thinks the problem of being a sucker for pretty writing and pretty words is that, more often than not, that's all it is... pretty words... not pretty actions.

thinks may all die a nuclear death... in 2012.

just interviewed Mike Weiss of mewithoutYou. They have a new disc out: http://www.myspace.com/mewithoutyou

has been trying to install a Ruby on Rails environment on the computer all day. ALL DAY. Lord.

is being FUCKED OVER by Google. Motherfuckers. The Redefine website is inaccessible via Firefox without a warning of "vulnerability", and I fixed the errors, but they're still not removing this warning. PISSED!!

June

is up late, being emo. ~o~

: incentive for waking up earlier... $290 round-trip tickets from Seattle to Madrid, including taxes. *WTF*. Too bad I slept in and it got sold out. :L

is going camping in the Olympic Peninsula until Tuesday. Suckaz!!!

... just saw *the* most amazing dance-off ever at Trinity, by a pair of strangers, to dub-step. INSANE. They were *literally* climbing on the wall, crawling on the floor, and doing the fucking splits. In fact, the chick did the fucking splits on the wall,...

had an awesome weekend playing Rock Band, white trash golf? (testicle toss?), eating yummy catered food, and seeing ScM friends from looong ago. Congrats Pwny & Renae, and thanks! Even the sanest of girls is crazy.

is going to Ashland, Oregon for July 4th to watch Macbeth at the world's most awesomest Shakespeare Festival. Hail yessssss, dawwwwwgggg.

totally kind of believes in astrology crap. Do you?

July

was volunteering at Real Change today and Rosette made a joke about my going to bed at 4AM last night because I was watching Michael Jackson videos. That was untrue. Today, however, I am actually staying up til 4AM watching Michael Jackson videos. ~__~ Li...

thinks it's hilarious that *NOW* the FDA says Tylenol (and Percoset and Vicodin) is bad. - http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21134540/vp/31671172#3 1671172

inhaled too much nail polish, omg... headache galore.

still can't get over the fact that my parents have Facebook. Can they read this?!!! I have no idea!!!

just had a car trunk closed on her head and it hurt like a motherb!tch. If a giant bruise emerges on my face, I'm going to have to pin domestic violence on some lucky person!!!!

battled four nosebleeds today and won. Then again, if they keep coming back, does that still count as victories? Are they all the same nosebleed coming back to life again or are they four separate nosebleeds?!! HMMM?!!!!!?!!!! And if they're separate nose...

+ sports bra = boy... pretty much.

wonders if you would ever read a magazine in downloadable PDF form???? Check yes or no.

is disturbed by how different raisins in the same pack taste from one another Some are so nasty and mushy I have to spit them out!!

hates going through all the CDs we get for Redefine and really realizing how many bands we simply don't have the resources to give the time of day to. :{

spent the last four hours sorting through CDs. Got a couple discs in the mail that seem fairly exciting for me personally: Volcano Choir (JagJaguwar), OKie Dokie (Aagoo), Forks And Knives (Self-Released) and INF (Beats Broke)... WOOHOO!!!!!

is putzing around Portland for the day... what to do, what to do, other than talking to random crazy awesome strangers...

pretty much loves Portland. Seattle's still more beautiful, though. But Portland's more fun.

told Kyle that my house is really super empty because Chris moved out all his furniture. Kyle told me to try doing cartwheels now that I have space. I've been trying to do them... and I'm not going to give up til I actually do a legit one... but what's pa...

It's a bitch convincing people to like you/ If I stop now call me a quitter/ If lies were cats you'd be a litter/ Pleasing everyone isn't like you/ Dancing jigs until I'm crippled/ Slug ten drinks I won't get pickled!.../ Oh I could throw you in the lake/

fucking loves cherries! WHY OH WHY MUST I BE ALLERGIC! WHY!!!

is going to sleep at 4:30am and waking up at 9:00am. WOOOOO!

thinks is unfair that Block Party is this weekend in Seattle (still haven't been!) for a zillion dollars and PDX Pop Now is a free event this weekend. Pish, posh, poosh.

thinks it's kinda sorta fun to live without: a microwave, a television, a bed frame... a clue. Just me, music, hardwood floors, dreams, and a zillion dust bunnies are ADEQUATE!

had a freaking amazing day doing the "Talk To Us" thing in downtown Seattle (imagine Christian women's conference meets Narcotics Anonymous crowd meets Torchlight Parade participants), choosing from 60 FREE CAKES in Seattle Center, high-fiving marathon ru...

... when all the furniture goes away, all the spiders come out to play :/ including the hobos the size of your palm. WOO! This is when sleeping on the floor not so good.

... [stolen from someone else cause social experiments rule.] This is a Facebook Experiment. If you are reading this, even if we don’t speak often, post a comment with a memory of you and I. When you’ve finished, post this paragraph into your own status u…

HOW IS IT 105 DEGREES IN SEATTLE? THIS IS NOT RIGHT.

… damn you, bleeding from the nether regions! I wanted to go swimming!!!!!!!!!!!!!

wonders if anyone knows of good electro/disco-type bands in the Portland and Seattle area??

August

had a memorable dream for the first time in a long time… kid ghosts, kid ghosts, kid ghosts… so plentiful in number they were flying and practically overlapping with each other in my vision. plus feelings of being insane.

enjoys the sleeping positions of the two cats I’m cat/house-sitting… teehehehe! Their names are George and Bert (because of resemblance to a Muppet)… but strangely, they’re both female. (Crazy cat lady in the making?!!…)

is going to hit up the $7-haircut-run-out-of-a-house place I’ve been wanting to try for almost a year now! Wish me lux.

“Your skin is something that I stir into my tea/ And I am watching you/ And you are starry, starry, starry…”

… me: going to tillamook today, never been / rachel: huh / me: what could possibly be confusing about that statement lol! / rachel: cheese / me: yes / rachel: holy shit, didnt know that was possible

is loving the new Portugal. The Man disc, The Satanic Satanist. More falsetto + blues/funk? Sweeeet. – Free MP3 here (not the best song on the disc, though, but whatever): http://freedownloads.last.fm/download/278763095/Pe ople%2BSay.mp3

… “Lovers loving love just like these lovers are loving in love.” – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pv3z8m1qbOQ

had a fantastical evening with Miss XL consisting of (but not limited to): getting lost in a maze of freeways, taking the LONGEST freeway detour EVER, being hit on by a guy using the classic, “Are you hot wearing that jacket? I mean, you’re HOT, but are you hot?” line, and laughing our asses off when a whole crowd of ridiculous clubbers got, “Low low low low,” in unison because “Apple Bottom Jeans” told them to.

is so very jaded by traditional Christian weddings… receptions rule, though. Fo’ realz.

is officially REALLY bad at frisbee golf. Really good at living off of snack foods, though.

… “A horse is a horse, of course, of course, and no one can talk to a horse, of course, that is, of course, unless the horse is the famous Mister Ed.”

should give lessons on being a nomad. August / September / first half of October = PDX -> SEA -> PDX -> SEA -> LA -> NEVADA -> SO-CAL -> PDX -> SEA -> SF -> ????. All rent free. Jea.

… new nomad schedule for Aug-Oct 2009: Portland > Seattle > Los Angeles > Black Rock City, Nevada > Long Beach > Austin > Orlando > Seattle > Portland (MusicFestNW) > Chicago (La Dispute!!) > Detroit (:D) > Chicago > New Orleans (:D) > Pittsburgh > Seattle > San Francisco (Fever Ray/Castro St. Parade!) > New York > New Jersey > New York > Montreal > New York > Seattle…! (Settling down in Nov? Mayhaps. TIPS??)

… despite making films that would lead one to believe the contrary, David Lynch IS in fact Captain Obvious. Gems include, “And I thought to myself that in California, people wear sweaters! So it must sometimes be cool at night or something, because it was kind of a night-time thing, I imagined. And I thought, ‘What a great climate, that it’s warm in the day, and cool in the night — cool enough to wear a sweater!”

… 1) does anyone know if you need to take a GRE to get a Master’s in Social Work?… 2) does anyone know why I keep freaking getting Charlie Horses in my sleep? CHARLIE HORSES *SUCK*!!!

… emo emo emo mo mom oomaoo.

is gonna interview Theo Ellsworth in a hot sec. Awesome. – http://theoellsworth.blogspot.com

presents… a cross-section of Dutch words cuz Dutch is awesome/impossible … afschuwelijk = horrible, beschonken = drunk, droogtrommel = tumble drier, eigenaardig = peculiar, hulpvaardig = helpful, loopjongen = errand boy, natuurwetenschappelijk = natural phenomenon, ooghaar = eyelash, prijzenswaardig = commendable, raaskallen = talk nonsense, schurkenstreek = roguery, verachtelijk = despicable, zaniken = bother

… all of this past month’s Redefine updates in one handy ol’ August 2009 newsletter: http://www.redefinemag.com/newsletters/2009-08-new s.html (you can sign up for future similar updates in the right-hand column of http://www.redefinemag.com)!… … duude. Redefine life is doing good. It is, it is. A horse is a horse, of course, of course.

is pretty godamn satisfied. Bitches. And you need to listen to Leftover Cuties. – http://www.myspace.com/leftovercuties

… I know I just had a conversation recently about how band/musician names really shouldn’t play a role in determining how good he/she/they are, but man, Mac McAnally’s name is pretty funny.

is wondering if anyone in the Seattle / Portland / Los Angeles areas have crazy, super HOT desert weather clothes that they don’t need anymore that they want to give me to wear / demolish / never return (?)

wonders how many of the neighbors can hear me singing my ass off through the open windows. Hahahahahahahahaa.

wonders where I should go from Austin… Boston, Raleigh, Charlotte, Portland (Maine), Fort Lauderdale, Orlando…?? Decisions, decisions. VOTES?

is wondering if anyone in LA has a shitty bike he/she wants to sell/lend me? EH?????

has too much to do and therefore wants to do *nothing*…

… dude, coffee-drinking today has been CRAZY and has kind of sent me into this world where if I sit still for a hot sec I’m reeling into the unknown folds of the universe. Seriously.

is friggin pissed. Got a virus trying to download Simon & Garfunkel’s Greatest Hits. Virus rendered Internet unusable. Now, while trying to clear space on my hard drive to back up data, guess what I find? Simon & Garfunkel’s Greatest Hits. Godammit.

is watching a documentary on noise music called “People Who Make Noise”, and the cats are definitely freaking out in parts.

hates iTunes. I formatted my iPod Touch when my iTunes was set on shuffle and now my songs will only play on shuffle. Anyone know how to fix short of reformatting again?

September

is back in the real world (as real as Los Angeles is, anyway). Hello dry skin and straw hair.

is Austin and San Antonio-bound tomorrow, September 10th, through Monday, September 14th. Holla, Texans! And recommendations, por favor!!!!!

… funny press release of the day: “Name Your Tune is an exciting new children’s music compilation that is made-to-order and personalized for each child. Children will hear their name more than 80 times throughout 14 much-loved songs, such as If You’re Happy And You Know It (becomes If You’re Paul And You Know It) and Old MacDonald Had A Farm (becomes Little Ringo Had A Farm.)”

… guy’s name at the Long Beach Airport (the weirdest airport I’ve ever been to, BTW): Rohan McGee. AWESOME!!!

… one of my new favorite names for a city: Gay Hill, Texas!

equals not impressed by TexMex. TexMex is kinda sick. I’ll take Mex over TexMex every day of the week.

… dude, there’s a PLEASANTON in Texas!!!!!!!!!!!! 30 miles or so from San Antonio!!!!

passed a 5-mile stretch of highway in Houston today in which like, every American chain store had a branch. It was both amazing and disgusting! I’d begun to think that for sure every chain store had already shown up, but new ones kept popping up! Bed Bath And Beyond was like, “Don’t forget about me!”, Kohl’s was like, “I wanna play, too!”, and Panda Express was like, “Eat me!”

… three-hour-long+ adventure on Los Angeles Metro, here I come!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

… actual synopsis for the film “Hood Of Horror”: “The Ghetto can be a scary place. And thanks to Snoop Dogg, it’s about to get even scarier. Snoop brings us three tales of terror from the hood featuring Billy Dee Williams, Method Man, and Jason Alexander. They’ll scare the shizzle out of you.”

loooooves eavesdropping on non-English-speaking humans (that I can understand, obviously)… cause sometimes you get real gems cause people think no one around can understand them!

… funny press release of the day: “Megan Fox is hot. She’s everywhere. And those short shorts and tank top and the black leather motorcycle costume she wore in Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen are available for all to buy.”

… awesome press quote I just saw on some taxi in Chicago about some theatre show: “Like Cirque du Soleil, but with horses.” — WTF!

… two assholes, at two shows, two days in a row. One racist in Detroit who said the Asian Yale girl who got murdered and stuffed in the wall begged her murderer, “Please no keel me; I sucky sucky for free,” (seriously??) and another dumbass who told Micachu And The Shapes that their music wasn’t music and that he “didn’t pay to have my ears pissed in.” Why so angry, Chicagoans and Detroiters?!!

self-loathes with a vengeance this evening, and to top it off, my electronics keep committing suicide, too. UGH.

… yet another low: MySpace Music is now brought to you by McDonald’s. WTF?

was thinking it was too early to sleep because my computer clock says 11:45pm, Pacific Time. Realization: I’m on the east coast. Dammit.

… MOTHAFUCKIN THESE ARMS ARE SNAKES IN DC, BEEYOTCH!

is so frustrated with myself!!! The airport security workers were totally being a dick to this Spanish-speaking lady and I wanted to stand in and translate, but I kept asking the security worker what she needed to do and he kept ignoring me, so I just stood down. It was so sad! They just wheeled her off in her little wheelchair and she was like, “No comprendo!” and had no idea what was going on :{

October

… Sondre Lerche twittering about Redefine? Awesome!

thinks it’s funny when people (*ahem, Sherry*) get all worked up over sports on TV.

… TONIGHT: Fever Ray in SF!!!! YAYYYYYY!!!

… who wants to make me a cupcake costume for Halloweenie!?

… anyone have experience with podcasting and can chat with me about it?

… funny press release of the day: “Dell [has] partnered with Major League Baseball to offer fans across the nation opportunities to bring their team spirit to their PC. Dell Design Studio offers designs for all 30 MLB teams in three customized levels – Fan, Classic and Die-Hard.”

is gonna be in New York City until the 13th, Montreal until the 17th or 18th, New Jersey until the 24th. Let’s meet up!?

is pissed! Of all the freaking delicious places to eat in NY I somehow settled on a place with THE WORST godamn eggplant parmesan sandwiches ever!! How could an eggplant parmesan sandwich possibly be this disgusting? AND it’s expensive. I’m craving one from Romio’s now. Ugh.

wishes bugs didn’t like biting me so much!! AAHHHHHHH. Three bug bites on the face… mostly no big deal, except for the one around my eye that makes me look like I got punched in the face

wants to eat something warm and hot, but I don’t have any Canadian money left except for $1.11, and I’m leaving tomorrow! I can’t even buy something from McDonald’s here with that! Much less the poutine next door.

being in the Northeast during the fall might be one of the best things ever… so beautiful, aaaah.

… my 16-year-old cousin doesn’t have ANY idea what Schindler’s List is. That’s almost as scary as Lingo’s nephew {?} not knowing who Michael Jordan is. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Social networking does a REDEFINE body good.

… explaining non-meat-eating to 85-year-old Chinese grandpa = impossible. Meat sickness impending. Not to mention they were pork buns, which I hated even when I did eat meat regularly!! ~__x

… wowowow Spaceland venue in Los Angeles!!! Taking word-for-word my article on Nurses for use in their promotional mailer: “By blending everything together in a way that turns layers of instrumentation, samples, and loops into structured tracks, Nurses create underlying backgrounds which teem with life and create a visual musical experience.” FUCKFACES. Where’s the credit!?

is geeking out on music so hard. Amusing finds for the evening: Terrible Records – Ghosts (http://terriblerecordsus.com/blog/wp-content/uplo ads/2009/10/ghosts.mp3), Yura Yura Teikoku – Dekinai (http://girlieaction.com/yurayura/sounds/Dekinai.mp3), Pylon – Beep (http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=down load&ufid=C646D21D51E64387), and finally… this really rad Nesey Gallons album, Eyes & Eyes & Eyes Ago! Yay!

is thinking, in this day and age where music videos are better than ever, why don’t VH1/MTV actually show music videos???????? Certainly they would hold someone’s attention…

just turned in my absentee ballot today, and I actually looked up all the candidates, but I feel like they’re all just about the goshdarn same. They all care about the environment and safety… blahblahblah. So I just went with whatever person seemed like he/she liked public transportation and homeless people the most. Ha!

November

… The Norwegian word “Røyksopp” means puffball fungus (lit. “(a) smoke mushroom”)… now you know!!!!!!!

… ever get those moments where you’re so insanely idiotic that you can scarcely believe yourself? They’re kind of special.

… funny press release of the day: “The Beatles cover [of] “I’m Only Sleeping” was recorded the day “The Beatles: Rock Band” game was released in protest of the idea of great musicians wasting time playing games about making music instead of actually making music.” – AEONs

… “I did not stir, and presently I began to breathe with the dispassionate rhythm of sleep. He listened, that was certain. I listened to his listening. He listened to my listening to his listening. Something snapped. I noticed that I was not thinking at all of what I thought I was thinking; attempted to catch my consciousness tripping, but got mazed myself. ” – Vladimir Nabokov, Despair. <3 <3 <3

… s o m e t i m e s l i f e i s r e a l l y r e a l l y a w e s o m e a n d i t f e e l s a m a z i n g . i feel like i'm onto something.

… loudly listening to music on Mihae Jung's $700 speakers = kinda better than going outside.

… so glad I don't work for a corporation… some corporate politics are truly ridiculous.

… "And we were laughing at the stars while our feet clung tight to the ground. So pleased with ourselves for using so many verbs and nouns. But we were all still just dumb, dumb, dumber than the dirt, dirt, dirt on the ground."

… "My grandfather used to say: 'Life is astonishingly short. When I look back now it is all so condensed in my memory that I can hardly understand, for example, how a young man can decide to ride over to the next village, without his being afraid — quite apart from unfortunate accidents — that the whole span of a normal happy life is far from being adequate for such a ride.'" – Franz Kafka (The Next Village)

… three hours in Korea, and already I've been kidnapped and forced to drink beer and chat in broken Korean with two older Korean men (with the pimply-faced one stroking my back / laughing creepily and the other one — although hilarious and drunk as hell — calling me his wife and saying that Xinlei and I would be his friends forever); thank JEEBUS for being rescued by Xtra Large. <3 <3 <3

… mmmm, dreams about Joseph Gordon-Levitt…!!

… day two in Korea consistethed of going to seven different convenience stores to acquire seven types of banana milk and then taste-testing them one after the other. You'd be surprised at the array of flavors. The one with Bart Simpson sucking on a banana and having crazy eyes that looked like spirals was the winner.

… Portland's YACHT (http://www.myspace.com/yacht) and White Rainbow (http://www.myspace.com/whiterainbowwhiterainbow) are in Korea = free comped tickets for Friday night's show ($30 each!). Dunno if I actually like them, but it's not just a concert; it's a concert plus a DJ set by YACHT which goes until 5:00am. UMMMMMMMMMMM, AMAZING? 350 people confirmed on Facebook so far. S T O K E D!

… YACHT = awesome live show.

… I think I've done it. I think I've made myself sick of banana milk. THIS CAN'T BE!!!!!!???

… 2012 = worst movie ever……………… two hours of sheer and utter pain.

got rescued by the cops today. They pushed my car to the Honda dealership. Two of them plus one civilian. Hell yeah.

December

… cars are a pain in the snarse.

… breakfast! It’s what’s for dinner!

… the problem with always making faces or doing weird shit while taking photos is that when you actually need a professional-ish photo for business purposes, there are zero. Zilch. None. Nada. The closest to a passable photo might even be one you took with a Macaw bird on your shoulder. BLARGH!

= dry cereal addict. NOM NOM NOM. (so much better than wet cereal.)

… what’s an awesome name you think needs to be used more often? My vote: WYATT.

… Iceland/Europe in spring, anyone? Round-trip airfare from Seattle for $474…………. including taxes…….?

can’t sleep worth shiet.

is doing a post on Album Covers Of The Year!! Have any favorites from this year?? Anything blow you away?? Share

gets to eat lunch at Google today, heck yeah!!!!!!!! Free fooood come to meeeeeee!

… dude, remember Tomodachis?? And Furbys? Scary the random things you remember…….!

… REGIFTING RULE #1: Remove that sweetly-worded card that’s addressed to you. (Saving mother from embarrassment since 1983.)

… dude, did all of my tape singles get thrown out?!!!!! THERE WERE LIKE A HUNDRED OF THEM!!! Goodbye, childhood memories! You left without saying goodbye!

… 46 rad album covers from 2009! This is the most fun I’ve had writing an article in a while. Enjoy! (PS, Duran Duran is awesommmmmme.) – http://www.redefinemag.com/music/reviews_cover_2.php?artist=46-Fantastic-Album-Covers-From-2009,-Part-One&id=1379