peach, plum, pear.

Mon, 11 Dec 2006 21:41:50 GMT

I've been stressing out about school and work and time, and then I'm ringing up someone with a really strong soulfull vibe comes up to my register with her sister. She gives me her membership card and it's Tracy Chapman. So I remember that her music exists and my day is better. It was kinda awkward but, hey. This makes up for the last time I came to work when a dog peed on my foot while I was walking here. I was wearing sandals.

Sun, 06 Aug 2006 19:01:03 GMT

I just finished Stone Butch Blues, and all I have to say is "Damn," and "Thank you."

Thu, 03 Aug 2006 20:46:06 GMT

Glaciers are melting, might as well get drunk. Beer from global warming, check it out dude!

Mon, 24 Jul 2006 20:48:27 GMT

Tue, 11 Jul 2006 03:07:19 GMT

"So it's not exactly that records might unhinge the mind, but rather that if anything is going to drive you up the wall it might as well be a record. Because the best music is strong and guides and cleanses and is life itself."
-Lester Bangs, A Tale of These Times, from the collection Psychotic Reactions and Careburetor Dung pgs 12-13

Fri, 30 Jun 2006 00:39:19 GMT

This is astronomical.

Wed, 28 Jun 2006 17:52:51 GMT

Rosarito Beach to Ensenada: I'm finding a way to get there and riding.

Mon, 12 Jun 2006 18:39:36 GMT

Summer:
I'm falling in love with bicylcles and becoming more active to make positive changes in the world.

There is also more cooking and crafting.

Fri, 26 May 2006 01:15:07 GMT

Everyday I'm figuring out who I am. I forget sometimes that we undergo constant change.

Fri, 21 Apr 2006 19:12:35 GMT

Last night I had another dream where I return to my studio and someone had stolen almost all my stuff. This time I found the culprit and ended up sleeping next to him and Allie sort of cuddling with both of them. I wasn't going to hold it against the stealer that he stole all my stuff.

Mon, 17 Apr 2006 05:17:39 GMT

I won't insult my week by trying to explain it. That's from Monday night.

Thu, 26 Jan 2006 21:36:17 GMT

i had fucking nutty dreams last night. like there was always an alice in wonderland huge cut out in the sky outside my window of my apartment and no courtyard thing. and one monring i woke up and it had moved a little i guess and everything was like gone from my apartment. all my records, but my books were still there. and it was more like a dorm cause in thehalls people would walk around or something, like students were living there. and allie's mom was there at one point and my mom and my dad. and we were all like whoa, wtf.. cause someone had come through the window and taken everything and then we saw one of them and they came up to the room through the window and she was blonde and skinny and i went to punch her but she has this weird blue gunk all over her face and body that like hurts you if you touch it. then i said something i had someone over who i don't really know and maybe it has to do with him, like he scoped out the place when he was here for this. and i tried to call him but couldnt get the number or something. my dad left at that point. like wtf i can't be here to help you it's all your fault.
but later on i asked the thiefs if they knew an emmanuel (that's his name) or ifhe had to do with it and they said no. i felt like they weren't lying, but how do i know.
but also kelly (from fallbrook) was driving some old car and fake driving it in a seat in my room for a while and we started hanging out with the theifs and they brought it all back cept like not all the records. one of the theifs had the car kelly drives now (in the dream), like the same model a long time ago and was like ohhh this reminds me of when i was a kid...
but we were all just hanging out and some other people by the window are talking and no one sees them but i do and this other weird alien thing. like the thiefs were weird creatures, one of them was like all fleshy and cutting off limbs but it was normal and not bleeding or anything, but yeah i was like what are they talking about, and a different weird creature that was kinda skinny said they're on like terms, just hide. so i ducked hehind the bookshelf onto the records and the people outside the window turned and started shooting everyone with these rifles. my mom was on the bed i think and stuff :/
also though they didnt steal my pod or my ibook at first and i was like hell yeah it's probably cause i had it covered by a cloth next to me in bed and they didnt want to wake me up? but then so i hid it but then some theif, a human boy picks up the bag i put it in and was like you can fit a lot in here, whats that, i said something like i dont know and he's like just a pool table? i was like yeah yeah and i took it and ran and took the comp. out and put it behind somenes bed in a different room of the dorms saying dont let anyone take this. then ran back and gave the bag to the guy. but thenlater i saw him over there taking the comp. i was like shiiiiiit.
they kept on leaving cigarettes burning in my ashtray.

Fri, 13 Jan 2006 04:45:16 GMT

Today I saw a pair twins. They were women of about 70 years old. They had short hair and matching outfits. I was on my bike going to Trader Joes and they were walking around the shopping center on John Daly Blvd. It was so cute.

Thu, 12 Jan 2006 21:32:11 GMT

In part of my dreams last night I got my armpit hair trimmed professionally.

Thu, 15 Dec 2005 00:57:53 GMT

Where the hell is Shellby?

Sun, 11 Dec 2005 05:44:16 GMT

Wed, 23 Nov 2005 05:58:42 GMT

"Don't touch me," she said. "Please don't touch me."
"What's the matter?"
"I can't stand it."
"Oh, Brett."
"You musn't. You must know. I can't stand it, that's all. Oh, darling, please understand!"
"Don't you love me?"
"Love you? I simply turn all to jelly when you touch me."
"Isn't there anything we can do about it?"
She was sitting up now. My arm was around her and she was leaning back against me, and we were quite calm. She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that made you wonder whether she really saw out of her own eyes. They would look on and on after every one else's eyes in the world would have stopped looking. She looked as though there were nothing on earth she would not look at like that, and really she was afraid of so many things.
"And there's not a damn thing we could do," I said.
"I don't know," she said. "I don't want to go through that hell again."
"We'd better keep away from each other."
"But, darling, I have to see you. It isn't all that you know."
"No, but it always gets to be."
"That's my fault. Don't we pay for all the things we do, though?"
She had been looking into my eyes all the time. Her eyes had different depths, sometimes they seemed perfectly flat. Now you could see all the way into them.
"When I think of the hell I've put chaps through. I'm paying for it all now."
"Don't talk like a fool," I said. "Besides, what happened to me is supposed to be funny. I never think about it."
"Oh, no. I'll lay you don't."
"Well, let's shut up about it."
"I laughed about it too, myself, once." She wasn't looking at me. "A friend of my brother's came home that way from Mons. It seemed like a hell of a joke. Chaps never know anything, do they?"
"No," I said. "Nobody ever knows anything."
I was pretty well through with the subject. At one time or another I had probably considered it from most of its various angles, including the one that certain injuries or imperfections are a subject of merriment while remaining quite serious for the person possessing them.
"It's funny," I said. "It's very funny. And it's a lot of fun, too, to be in love."
"Do you think so?" her eyes looked flat again.
"I don't mean fun that way. In a way that's an enjoyable feeling."
"No," she said. "I think it's hell on earth."
"It's good to see each other."
"No. I don't think it is."
"Don't you want to?"
"I have to."
We were sitting now like two strangers. On the right was Pare Montsouris. The restaurant where they have the pool of live trout and where you can sit and look out over the park was closed and dark. The driver leaned his head around.
"Where do you want to go?" I asked. Brett turned her head away.
"Oh, go to the Select."
"Cafe Select," I told told driver. "Boulevard Montparnasse."
We drove straight down, turning around the Lion de Belfort that guards the passing Montrouge trams. Brett looked straight ahead. On the Boulevard Raspail, with the lights of Montparnasse in sight, Brett said: "Would you mind very much if I asked you to do something?"
"Don't be silly."
"Kiss me just once more before we get there."

Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (pgs 26-27)

Tue, 22 Nov 2005 23:52:43 GMT

I feel insane.

Tue, 22 Nov 2005 01:41:42 GMT

It smells like dirty wet dog, and I think it's something someone's cooking in my apartment complex. It has made my whole place stink. :(

Wed, 16 Nov 2005 04:31:54 GMT

His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's T-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things
Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead
Twenty-seven people, even more
They were boys with their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God

Are you one of them?

He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took off all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss
On the mouth

And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look beneath the floorboards
For the secrets I have hid

+ On him

Wed, 16 Nov 2005 02:59:27 GMT

Remember when my hair was like this? I need to work on my current hair. It's so boring, and I'm boring. I need to learn fashion. Fuck that.

Mon, 14 Nov 2005 20:24:52 GMT

Reply to this entry by posting a picture of yourself then post this sentence in your livejournal. Plus write what's your favorite (anything).

Mon, 14 Nov 2005 05:21:35 GMT

Sat, 29 Oct 2005 01:01:04 GMT

HALLOWEEN WEEKEND! Fuck yes.

Thu, 27 Oct 2005 04:35:44 GMT

My phone got stolen on a bus. It would be rad if you guys commented with your numbers. I'll screen the comments so you feel internet safe.