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Saturday, February 03, 2001

Well, I'm back...at the school "e-mail zone"...pssh...damn stingy bastards...anywayz, yeah..I'm back from my house thing. And I think I got a place...but celebration or anything till I move in, give the guy the check, he gives me the keys and I settled down a bit...cuz I kno all too well how things THIS close can go horribly wrong.

I gotta find a way to move myself, and my meager belongings at the hostel over to my new place...all before 9am tomorrow...any form of public transportation is out of the question, since I don't think I could make it to the muni tram with a 20 lbs bag on my shoulder and a 70lbs suitcase in tow. No..I'll have to find some other way. I've exhausted my connections up here...hah...basically, I kno one dude with a car who lives in the city...which is pretty damn rare...and he can't. SooooO, I think the taxi is the way to go.

Its wierd...I'm still not too sure on HOW I'm related to these people that helped me find this place...okay okay, lemme try to explain...*takes breath* MY grandma has a sister...who has a husband, who knows a lady(sweet old woman=) that has a store in Sunset, who asked her clientel if they had any rooms for rent...and....how my grandma's sister got involved when I thought it was my dad's landlord is beyond me. I'm confused.

But...yeah, by tomorrow we should have everything settled either way...me bein' fucked over again, or me being in my new abode...quite a big room I might say...with a couple that work all the time...not a bad trade...I think I got the kitchen to myself most of the time...=)

Wierd, I've kinda shielded myself from having too much hope at this point...if things don't work out, I don't think I'll be devistated...I've kinda developed a thick skin toward it...but...aww damn, here's hopin' anywayz.
2/3/2001 04:15:37 PM

Here I am at one of the many CompUSA internet Macs...on my knees cuz I guess this particular one is for little kids or something...but anyhoo...I'm just burning some time until I'm off to meet up with pops, and maybe with a place to stay. Man, I hope things work out...cuz...

HA, I caught them doin' it again...yeah, that couple below me...this morning...geez...so they're all chattin' and stuff...and the bed is movin'...and I'm thinkin', hmm...maybe I'm wrong and all that. THEN...oooh, man, I tell ya...people who know anything, WILL KNOW THOSE SOUNDS...nono, not the ones commin' out of their mouths...cuz they were all tryin' to cover it up...it was sad..hehe...."Oh honey, lets go get some bagels at the store cuz I kno you're hungry" "Okay, sounds good...when do you want to go?" Meanwhile, I'm hearing these sounds...geez...thats sad! So I'm finally sure, so I say, "Fuck it"...I just get up out of bed...cuz I don't wanna be there while they're gettin' their thing on...its sick. I'd feel like a perv or something. So I just get up...don't say a word, just grab my stuff and go take a shower...and right when they heard I was up, they tried to play it off some MORE.."Oh wow, I don't kno...what IS that sound from downstairs, it woke me up" and shit like that...hahah...that shit is funny...but yeah, I don't take shit like that. So I went to take my shower, and when I got back, they were gone. Probably thought I was all pissed off...but not really...of couse again, if it was MY room...there'd be hell to pay...and if it happens again, I'mma tell 'em, "HEY, HEY DOWN THERE! NOT WHILE I'm tryin' to sleep gaddamnit."

Man, as I look around, it looks like I'm on the only baby one...my knees hurt. *growl...grrrrOWL* *looks down at stomach* Yes...yes my pet, soon...SOOOn.....
2/3/2001 10:28:19 AM

Friday, February 02, 2001

Well, thats some shit...I pay a 400 dollar PC/SGI lab fee...I go to the Maclab...give the chic my card to scan it and make sure I've got a computer class....

"Umm...its not showing here that you paid the 100 dollar Maclab fee"
"But I paid a 400 dollar PC/SGI lab fee of which I'll probably only use 100 bux worth..."
"Uhh...well, yeah, you can stop by in the morning till 10am, and after 7:30pm till closing"
"Well well well...fuck all that."

heh...well, I didn't exactly say that, but I swear, what do I look like? Some cow with 4 teats that they can just sit there milkin' me of greens? Geez...so now I'm sitting on these super sub-standard macs in the "E-mail Zone"...some shit. I gotta get the hang of the PC lab...now them's is some computers...all hooked up to the Network...can get anything you want...each one has a CD burner and proggies to boot....but....but the Maclab has got the cute chickidies...*sob sob*

Well, I stopped by Old Navy on my way to school today to try on some jeans that I was lookin' at yesterday...maybe another time, the funds are too tight right now, and finding a place is paramount.

So today I'm gonna head over to Price Club and get a one hour development of this disposable camera...this thing has been through much. Man, I've got some really crazy pics on here...me, and my friends...on control substances...nyeahhAhAhah...kidding....am I? Hoody hooO!

I've got to figure out what I'm gonna do today to eat up the time from now till 8, when I meet up with Will and pick up my alarm clock and get some Animation supplies he has left over...I'm thinkin' about just crashing over there since I gotta meet my dad there at noon tomorrow. It'd be a lot easier to stay in Sunset instead of go all the way back to my hostel, TRY and wake myself up early, walk to Market St.(a good 20 mins) and catch the N. So I brought a change of clothes just in case.

Tomorrow is the deciding day...my pops and I are gonna meet up with the lady that I may be staying with...man, hope everything works out. Its wierd, whenever I've got something on the burner like this, opportunities start rolling in...ex: I just got an e-mail from Dennis basically saying "Dude, if you want a place, call me now...as in NOW" Oye...I'll call him tomorro after I find out whats up with the other place.

Yesterday, a couple just moved into the room...and they're in the bed right under mine....and...they seem pretty cool...and...I think they were boning this morning...geez...hehahaeh....before, it was just a single guy playin' catch with himself...now we're putting together a fuckin' baseball league. But anyhoo, I can't be sure of course...it was early...and...stuff...man, I hope I get that place, I miss my computer...and my space...and a STEADY bed.

Oh, thanx to those buds who burned me these CDs, they're keepin' me company real nice.=) Last night when I was on my bed just sorting through my stuff, Bree gets up and is getting ready for work:

her: Hmm...I should probably just wear these biker shorts.
me: *rumaging through stuff*
her: Hmm...where can I put these on..
me: Oh...lemme turn around here...*turns towards wall*
her: haha...okay okay, I'll tell ya when I'm done
me: Not a problem dude...lalala
her: heh...don't insult me now..
me: huh? whadya mean?
her: haha...nevermind...okay, done

See, I finally get it...haha, I'm so dense...geez! Anywayz, she's really cool

What did I tell ya...when I got back to SF, there'd be some meaty blogs...I don't kno, something about bein' up here is conducive to bloggin'...go fig.

I can already feel I won't have enough time this weekend...today...then tomorrow is dad-room day...then Sunday, I GOTZa meet up with my brother from another mother Willy...I'll have to squeeze in some HW every now and then...

haha...read about burps vs. farts from Ger(goto my links page)...(note to self: Re-memorize the coding to link you lazy ass!)

Dude...DUDE! YOU...YES YOU! man, how come you've never dropped me a line..err...message or whatever. I wanna hear from YOU...nono, not that other reader, yes, yes...I'm TALKING TO YOU! Yep...quit lookin' over your shoulder like I'm talkin' about someone else...pssh, heh...yes YOU dude...lemme kno whats up...everyone likes feedback...so I'm a ho like that. Drop me a message in the guestbook...or for those of you just like totally against guestbooks...like shoot me some e-mail. Deal? Say yes...haha...okay okay, for the last time, I'm talking to YOU. Okay? Okay...good deal=)

I better scurry along and get more things done today. Live long and prosper....I bid you peace, and...happy cooking.
2/2/2001 03:41:26 PM

Thursday, February 01, 2001

I ran across Will yesterday crossing the street downtown:

W: What up??!
D: Dang, whats up dude?
W: How come you didn't even call me when you got back in town?
D: I just got in like two days before school started...
W: I heard about your housing thing...you know you could've crashed at our place man.
D: Oh, nah its cool dude...

Afterwards we went to grab a bite to eat before both our classes started. Its good to kno I could count on those guys to take me in for awhile...See, the thing about me is that I'm not too "proud" or "full of myself" to ask for help...contrary to what some may think(pops...which ties into something I posted about yesterday)...its that I don't want to inconvenience anyone...the last thing I want to be is a burden. I think it all goes back to that whole "last piece of kung pao chicken" thing...y'kno, where two people will be eating together, and both WANT the last piece of kung pao chicken...little...helpless...glistening piece of kung pao chicken...but out of courtesy, the other says, "go ahead dude...its cool"..."Nah man, you go ahead, I'm cool"..."no serious dude, I got Rice Crispies at home dude"..."Nonono, is alrite dude...take it, I'm alrite..." Until someone has to basically threaten to decapitate the other if he doesn't take that last piece of kung...pao...chicken. It may be related, though abstractly, to my whole "issue". Eh...food for thought.

Last night I woke up at 3am...the club downstairs was winding down for the night, so I could hear the last couple of songs being played, then everyone leaving...drunken footsteps and yelling...I just laid in bed, and instead of going back to sleep, my mind started to wander...more and more into interesting subjects, experience, etc about myself. So yesterday, I had several hours of "me time"...and there wasn't even any rythmic bed shaking! Heh...but I got a lot of things worked out, which is nice. I've always known myself very well, and its because of time taken out to analyze...like I did last night. And by knowing myself, I can be more informed on the human condition...which relates to society. Ta-da!

Actually, last night I had a slew of things I wanted to get down on blogger...I was reved up, passionate, and ready to record my thoughts...but I was in my bed, lights turned out, with 4 other people sleeping around me, and not a computer within a one mile radius...damn, the genius that would've been those blogs...heh...I'm a slave to inspiration. I coddle it...I foster it's growth...I feed it...and when it wants to get out and theres no outlet....well, I just assed out.

Wow dude, Willy is commin' to town! Is that trippy? I just got an e-mail from him(you) about 10 minutes ago....but I'm not sure exactly WHEN he's commin' so I'll have to shoot him back a reply. Go visit his page man...yeah YOU *points finger at your nose* (sorry for not having links up here in main blogger lately, but when I get back on my babe...GIT your mind out of the gutter, I meant my computer...then yeah, links will once again be a part of this lovely blogger page) Its in the links page...can't miss it.

Well, today...my plan is to pick up a few school supplies...y'kno, sketch book...2B pencil...Col-Erase Blue pencil...some stuff like that. Then head over to the Virgin Megastore for my new past time...namely "bein' a cheap-ass and reading graphic novels over a cup of java" at the cafe. More later.
2/1/2001 04:52:43 PM

Wednesday, January 31, 2001

Hmm...again I find myself in front of a internet-friendly computer terminal....blogging. Well, I'm on break from Intro to Storyboarding...went down to the basement to get my caffine fix...a can of nut shrinking Mountain Dew(pssst...that whole "dude, shrinks nuts on rats...its been tested!" thing is B.S. right? heh)...This is my second today...I don't wanna become a soda addict or anything....but just this once...man, just this ONE time and tomorro it stops..I just need a quick fix to hold me over dude...then tomorro I'm a new man!!! uh-huh...kay

Hmmm...what to say, what to say...oh...hmmmm...dude...I...uhh...maybe its something the whole world need not read about......Aww hell, yesterday I was like having my "just walked from school at 10pm nap" and when I woke up, the lights were off in the room and....uhh...dude, my bed was shaking...like rythmically....I looked around, and there was only one dude in the room...I think...(I have top bunk)...there could've been someone beneath me...but uhh...I decided to probe NO FURTHER...I just said to myself, "self...I think someone is having fun with himself in the very room you are in..." But alas, I was tired...and being that I was staying at a hostel, I was expecting something like this...actually, much more of it to be honest. And I found it pretty freakin' funny....I was toying with the thought of turning on the lights saying "dude, is something shaking in this room? Cuz I felt my bed shaking, like all rythmically and shit..." nyhahah...probably would've scared the begeezus out of whoever it was....IF in fact, it was what I think it was...hehe...shit. *note: if it were in MY room, there would've been hell to pay...but again, this was just at a hostel, so I let it slide...*

So I did try a bit of the whole "socialize" thing...but when I went out there...I felt a lot of the "lets play rap music real loud and act cool" kinda vibe...so I ate my soup, had some biscuits...and that sums up yesterday's experiment in community living. Actually, I kno for a fact there are some cool kats livin' in this place...I'll have dinner in the common room tonite cuz...well hell, cuz I don't think I would want to eat in a room where my bed shakes rythmically if you catch my drift. heh...Oookay, I'd best be off to class...
1/31/2001 08:47:37 PM

In a conversation over dinner with Dad and bro on January 28th:

dad: Here, why don't you take my cell phone.
me: Nah, thats okay....

*fast forward to a conversation over the phone about my current situation*

dad: Why do you always want everyone to accomodate YOU...you never think about other people.
me: What?? When have I ever done that??
dad: Last week, I told you to take my phone, but you said "no". You always have to have things on your terms...Now look how hard it is for anyone to
get a hold of you. You never think about that.
me: Wha?? I said "nah" because I was thinking about you missing calls! Everyone knows that number as a number to reach YOU

Man...THAT is an example of MIScommunication and MISunderstanding if there ever was one...dang.

Anywayz, I did decide to pussy out...so I'm a pussy...I'm a big ol' poontang...shoot me. I've got my reasons...anywayz, my dad and I are going to meet up with the owner on Saturday at 12....which kinda boggles me how I'm gonna make it on time, cuz I don't have a freakin' alarm clock...fargin' A. Hmm...we'll deal.

So I've got my intro to animation class comming up, and intro to story boarding right afterwards...good, some meaty classes....no more of the stuff thats not related to my major....lets get to the MEAT! BEEF! GARDEN BURGER!

*disclaimer: actually, the classes not related to my major are great too...cuz they expose me to other cool stuff thats out there, and thats my whole approach..."don't pigeonhole yourself"*
1/31/2001 03:07:14 PM

Tuesday, January 30, 2001

I was supposed to meet someone about a potential room this friday, but I just recieved an e-mail from her saying that someone who was able to come see the room yesterday was moving in this weekend...."sorry"...I wasn't surprised...not in the least....I EXPECTED it.

I may meet up with another potential room in a nice area, with dude...with 2 dogs...I'm not too keen on pets....but I can deal...if they're not all up in my room and takin' showers with me or anything...we'll see.

Now, you guys know how this whole finding a place on my own...handling my own business...and all that...I've kinda taken it as a challenge...most of all, to prove to the folks that I CAN handle my shit when times get rough. Well, my pop asked his landlord if he knew anyone in the city that had a room for rent...and low and behold, there's a potential room for rent in a beautiful area...a big room, "big enough for 2 people"...for 600 bones(pretty damn cheap). I'm supposed to call my dad tonite after class to get further information. It seems its a friend of a friend type thing, and I'll have to meet with this person and find out where the actual location is, and close the deal. Man...would I be pussying out if I went and got this room? This room that my DAD went and got me? The specific person whom I was trying to prove myself to? I'm starting to say "nah.." I've been humbled...time and again. And the conclusion I'm comming to? "Its ALL about the hook up...7 times out of 10, its the hook up. If a hand is held out...and you're in a tight spot...why not reach out? Hmm...tough to say. I think I'm gonna "pussy out"=) FUCk it! I needs me all the help I can muster...swallow the pride a bit...actually, a chunk of it...and have a place to live...have stability...not have everyone worrying about me like they are now...save moms some grief. Oye...I think I'm gonna pussy out.

I've been told my guestbook doesn't work...hmm...dunno if theres much I can do about that right now. Its a guestbook through a third party deal.

I'm listening to Lucy Pearl right now...thanks to Ryan. I've been goin' to bed to Musiq's album(courtesy of Jermz). I haven't really chummed it up with the people in the hostel...I get home from school around 10pm...roll into bed cuz I'm tired from that long walk with like 40lbs of bags on me(my school and art bag), I doze off for a bit...then brush my teeth...then go to sleep....then get up and leisurely take a shower and brush them pearly whites, and do it all over again. Things are slowly gettin' better though...I just paid off my class and bought myself a locker so I don't have to lug my art bag around anymore...yay!

As a result of paying off my class...I officially have 9 bux in my bank account...yay!.....FUCK. I'm nine bux from broke off my ass. But it had to be paid, theres no gettin' around it.

I'll try socialize tonite, I've got a bit of time tonite. Two of my roomates seem pretty cool, the other two beds keep switching owners. Well, it IS a hostel. Y'kno, I look at some of these people and it seems pretty exciting dude...foreal...they're like walkin' the earth...like Cain....yeah. Like one of my roomates is from Israel and she just spent time in New Orleans, then LA...and now she's here, just meeting people, seein' stuff...I mean, how fuckin' cool! And on a shoestring budget too...I mean, the hostel I'm staying at is only 15 bux a day, or 90 bux a week...*NOTE*FOR THOSE OF YOU VISITING ME, YOU'RE STAYING AT THIS HOSTEL. Heh...nono, why you makin' that face like you just ate something sour...nah, nah, its cool! Serious. If you just stayed there and didn't have to go to school, you'd meet a lot of interesting people and stuff...and its right near a grip of clubs...actually, I think the guy said it sits on top of a club...cuz there's music bumpin' all through the night from downstairs. Cool huh? But if you guys wanna be boring, you could probably crash at my imaginary place for awhile. But I totally recommend the hostel. Think "aboot" it.

Well, I've got a good 2 and a half hours before my class starts. What to do...I'll probably doze off at the library for a bit. Because I don't have an alarm clock, I've got to totally rely on my biological clock to give me the "get the hell up" nudge...thats why I've been sleeping early...wow, I always thought I had to ease myself into a new sleeping schedule, but neccessity is the greatest motivator of all...that, and an electric cow prod.
1/30/2001 03:34:08 PM

Monday, January 29, 2001

Welp, I'm here at the Mac Lab doin' my blog thing and listening to Blackstar(courtesy of Ryan). Hmm..I had one class so far and it wasn't so bad. My teacher seems nice enough and knowledgeable, but I saw his thesis project from Calarts and...well...I wasn't very impressed...although he did say that it wasn't commercial at all(understatement)...it did have some cool aspects...well, we'll see about this.

Now, I'm waiting for my Clothed Figure Drawing class at 6...also, I've got to buy a locker(cuz I'm really tired of luggin' around this heavy ass drawing bag) and to pay off a class...well, I wouldn't say "pay off a class"...more like ask for a postponed payment...till friday. If that doesn't work, I'll give them a postdated check...and if that doesn't work...its time to converse with pops.

Now that I'm back in town...its almost like I didn't leave...things is the same ol'. True, I only had one class so far...hope the next ones have a more interesting first day. After class, its back to the hostel.

Yeah..I'm stayin' in a hostel for the now time. Not that bad...yeah, room is small, with 5 beds and people movin' in and out almost everyday...but the bathroom and toilets and all that, not bad at all...stayin' in the dorm made me oblivious to co-ed showers and rooms and all that...yeah, its not too bad. But make no mistake, I can't wait to get the heezy out.

One thing...the lock on my door...THAT fuckin' thing will NOT OPEN FOR me! Damnit...foreal...guy gives me the key, I try key...shake...jiggle, shake, go up to counter and say key doesn't work...guy takes key, walks up to door, puts key in lock, opens door..."You've got to lift it to the upper right"..."thanks"...I try key...again...shake...jiggle, shake, do hokey pokey...lock...looks at me...laughs...I try once more...jiggle, shake, twist, rattle, and roll...FINALLY lock turns...I have no idea what I did right. This morning, take shower...standing outside door in towel...*repeat paragraph*

The walk from the hostel to the school is about 20 minutes...not too bad, just as long as I don't have to do what I did today and carry my art bag AND my school bag...too much crap is never good. But hopefully today I'll have a locker.

I actually came here to look for a place online...write some e-mail, respond..y'kno. But it looks I can safely blog from here...alritey. I better get goin' with my business. Talk to you guys later....hmm...what should I listen to....
1/29/2001 04:13:36 PM

Sunday, January 28, 2001

Hmm...didn't expect a post didja??=) It turns out I'm gonna be crash at my brother's pad tonite...have lunch with bro and dad tomorro, and its off to the hostel. Yeah, I'm staying at a hostel...which is (from my understanding) just a place where people crash (like 4 to 5 people per room) for really cheap...which is great for my situation right now...its near downtown where all my classes are, so I should be able to just walk to school. Hope things work out with that...

I still have to call my old landlord to see if there's a room available in my previous place of residence. Lets cross our fingers, yeah?

I'm just sittin' here in front of the computer in the living room of my bro's pad...his two roommates are pretty cool...total "dudes"...y'kno, fartin', burpin'...laughin'...heh...y'kno...yeah=) They're sleepin' in their room...my brother's konked out on the couch...Comedy Central is on the TV, and I just finished half a frozen pizza...sing along with me, "Its a guy's life for me..lalala..."

Hmm...I'm startin' to get a bit sleepy...its approaching my usual snooze time...It may also be because I went to sleep at about 6:30am last night and woke up at 11:30...yeah, went out with the fellaz last night to a club...I swear it looked like I was on Hong Kong how many asian folks there were...usually, we're the gross minority...but hoo, at this place, it was asian central. Wierd...always wondered where they went off to at night.

Daaaaang...I wanna have my own place. uff...

Well, that was a good ol' time in San Diego...now its back to work. I'm gonna hit the hay...take care, and wish me luck.
1/28/2001 03:23:38 AM