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Friday, June 15, 2001

Dude...I'm commin' off a buzz...just got back from a bar and club with bro, housemate and a few other friends. Pretty wild man...it was fun. It was a hip hop club, so a lot of the guys where just "too fuckin' cool to dance" and whatever, but its cool. Man, just reminds me of how long it'd been since I'd been to a club...I usually just go to bars and whatnot. I'm a little whoozy right now, but so far I seem to be typing alrite. Haha...my brother drank a buttload...he says he's a light weight but I kept on feeding him beers...cuz the other guys kept givin' them to me to drink...heh.

Well, tomorrow I think is my last day. Today we went to pick up a table and a chair for me, and the chair is pretty dope...the table is actually like one of those "bakesale tables". Y'kno, a utility table. But I'm pretty happy that I got some things done today. I'll be chillin' in style back at my place.

Summer school starts next week...too soon if you ask me, but what the hell...maybe there'll be some cute chics in my classes=B Okay, I'm drunk....no I'm not, I'm commin' off a buzz. Anyhoo, that would be nice right? Don't lie...=P Heck yes it would be nice.

Well, tomorrow we're meeting up with my dad for dinner, at his friend's house...so I suppose its going to be a big sorta family dinner. Sounds good to me, heard they'll have abalone there. Did I spell that right? Hmm...guess so.

I'm gonna go to sleep...its still pretty early, but what the hell...I think I'll sleep good tonite...brush the chompers and I'm hittin' the sleeping bag. G'nite you...yes you. G'nite.
6/15/2001 03:12:22 AM

Wednesday, June 13, 2001

I've just finished watching something like 5 hours of cable (psst...premium channels included) television...and...y'kno, it didn't feel as good as I thought it would...actually, this whole day seemed like a big "underacheivement"...or like I wasn't taking full advantage of the time. My brother had things to take care of, I woke up late...just this and that. Good thing is, I have decided not to have this happen again. Tomorrow, my brother's under instructions to "wake me up when you wake up"(yes, yes, I know this one sounds familiar). I'm back in productive mode...do stuff...stay away from cable. Today I felt a little like a kid who's babysitter is the TV...tomorrow, I'm gettin' out...takin' a walk down the shore...walk downtown...if my bro doesn't have the time, I'll take it upon myself to maximize productivity (buzz word courtesy of Jerome).

I know he doesn't mean to, but I really don't think my brother knows how to do this whole "brother stay over for long periods of time" thing...especially unemployed. I feel a little like I'm a cog in his schedule thats somewhat unaccounted for...a leftover spare part after the assembly of a book shelf. *shrugs* I'm bein' a sensitive ninny I think...I'm listening to the Waiting to Exhale soundtrack right now...haha...I'm such a poonany.

I did finish a drawing of a friend from a reference photo I took while drunk..heh. I started on it yesterday, and finished it up today. If you ever come to my place, you'll see drawings of various friends and fantasy friends (ie. models...=P) hung on the walls...just pages ripped out of my sketchbook. What the hell, remind me to take a digital web-cam picture of my new room...I know I should've probably done it sooner, what with me talking about it.

I'm really looking forward to a walk down next to the water tomorrow...I planned on doing it today, but my brother and I went downtown to munch and wander around a bit. I ate a joint that revives hope in the Bay Area to actually produce some good Mex food.=) I had the Jumbo Burrito with a medium horchata....yeah, you heard me, HORCHATA..the nectar of the gods baby. I had some...and it was fantastico...=) Actually, the burrito was good...but...there was something a little off about it...it could've been the green chile pork instead of the staple carne asada...it could've been the presents of beans and lettuce(which I think is simply a nono in burritos)...so like I was saying, it was good but missed the mark a bit. Then I had a taste of my brother's Super carne asada quesadilla...and man...I just chewed that morsel...and chewed it some more...I nodded in great apporval and after finishing my bite proclaimed..."Thats the stuff...." Heh...it was great man...it was carne asada, guacamole, cheese and no damn nonesense...none of them beans or shrubbery. This just means that I NEED to go back...rain or snow...walk or drive...I must return to have a full one of...of THOSE things.=P

Well, hope you're doing good...are you? Yes...indeed...thats dope. Keep on it. Oh, oh...did I mention by the way, ED kicks mucho ass? Haha...I remember Chris really championing this show. I was over at L's place watchin' tv last week when I caught my first half episode...and I was hooked. Just my luck, this week has been deemed ED week, and its been showing at 10pm for the last two days. Its great...heh. ED is cool...and Carol is cute as heck. Oh, and that new D.A. on today's show? Man! Where does she come off?? heh. Ah, and remind me to pick up a soapbox one of these days.

BTW, good luck to all of you UCSDers with your finals=)
6/13/2001 03:56:59 AM

Tuesday, June 12, 2001

Well, being over here at my bro's pad hasn't helped my sleeping schedule at all...its currently 5:12am on the computer clock...oops...just turned 5:13. My bro's currently conked out on the lazy boy in the living room, and his working housemates have long since hit the sack.

Something strange...while I was watching tv, I saw a story on a shooting where someone got killed...pretty normal for the local evening news...until they flashed the picture of the victim. A girl I knew as a classmate a few semesters ago. I fumbled out, "I knew that girl...." Sitting there on the lazy boy listening to the story...shocked for sure...I hadn't known her well, save a few passing conversations. A few minutes after the segment had ended, I continued to sit there...looking at the coffee table...kinda waiting. I guess...waiting for that feeling...A feeling...something. Strange thing is...it never came. I tried to force it out...however you force a feeling. Thing is...you can't. THAT...is wierd.

What I think now is that it'll hit me when it does...its not the first time I've known someone who died, thats for sure. A friend from elementary school comes to mind. A popular guy at school, he'd been to my house a few times, and we'd always hung out and played tag and whatnot. As time passes, things go as they often go with childhood friends...we lost touch when we went to seperate middle schools and soon keeping in touch took a back seat to what was going on "now". Well, a few years later after graduating highschool, a mutual friend told me he'd died in a car accident. That shocked me...but didn't hit me initially either...but every now and then, thoughts of him do pass my mind.

This kinda leads me to something that I'm piecing together...I haven't completely worked out the kinks, but its the whole "meaning of life" thing. People have such a wide variety of things to say about this...some people say its all about leaving a legacy...some people try to live forever, metaphorically, through art, money, power, position, etc...but nothing lasts forever...those things will eventually fade. Emperors in Rome tried it...the Pharohs...and who can recall them off the top of their head nowadays...and if people could, would it really matter? Howabout one's career as a meaning to life...for some, maybe...but I don't think for me. I've always thought life was about experiences...I do believe in that. Thats the trials, and tribulations...thats the good and the bad...and by looking at things this way, everything is actually a positive experience in the end. For one, you learn from everything initially thought of as negative. Another important meaning in life is your relationships with others. This is how you affect people, your friends, those you love...this is important. Because if you think about it, the people you surround yourself with define you and effect you as well. Is the fact that people remember your name 50 years after you're dead really matter....to you? Now?

A few weeks ago, I think you may have remembered I was really bummed out about things...dealing with my future...career, that sort of thing. But now I realize that its not really the "meaning to life" so much as a vehicle for life. If you get fired...if things don't go well at work...who is there? People...relationships. Rah? Right...=)

Work is important of course...I'm not saying its not...and hopefully, its gonna be great. Its just that now, all the eggs aren't in one basket.
6/12/2001 05:44:12 AM

Monday, June 11, 2001

Nono..maybe thats not it at all...perhaps the effort isn't quite there...sure I post...but the insight isn't there..."goin' a step further" so to speak. Well, everything in cycles....I must be on a low swing.
6/11/2001 05:51:51 AM

This page is getting pretty shitty...heh...just wanted to let you guys know that I know...eh...what can I say, I'm not feelin' all "angsty-disgruntled-interesting" lately. Someone run over my dog or something....wait....no dog. Well...toodles.
6/11/2001 05:50:07 AM

George Michael is the man...I'm just listenin' to some of his stuff. I don't care what his lavatory edicate is...he's cool.

I've been really chill the last few days. This game has eaten up a lot of my time...and along with eating and other leisure activities...hot damn, who has time for anything productive! heh...

I did my laundry yesterday, and usually I take that 1-2 hours that my clothes is washing and drying to doodle...and since school's been out, I haven't put pen to pad in nearly a week. Yesterday, I became completely aware of how easy, and quickly things like this can get rusty. Its a pretty raw deal to practice for years on getting better, and it takes no time at all to get rusty.=) I'm a little concerned about how I'll keep up when there comes a time that I don't have anymore drawing classes, but only computer classes. *shiver*

Things are pretty homey here at my new place now, after hanging some stuff on the walls...pictures, drawings, stuff like that...the housemates are cool and I've even warmed up to the cat a little. The location is great...I walk down to Irving Street pretty often...there, they've got everything...and its a suburb, so its not like there are tourists all around like in Chinatown. It feels like a neighborhood...which I dig. I don't think I could live downtown like some people I know...I'd just get suffocated by all the concrete.

I just called my bro...tomorrow I'm heading out to his place for a few days...just to chill. Bond...y'kno, kick it. Watch his cable...stuff like that...heh. My pops wants to meet up and have a big dinner before I go back to summer school...in a week. In the time at my bro's pad, I hope to get a few things done. First of all, a haircut. During highschool and a few years into college, I used to cut my own hair, and other people's...its a thing down there. Friend's cut friend's hair, and vice versa. I hadn't gone to a barber for years man...as a matter of fact, the first time in several years had been a month or so ago.

Second of all, I wanna get some drawing done...I'll be trying to stay away from the computer more or less. Since he lives like 2 blocks from the water, that could be a nice place to chill...not to mention the porch. Hey, maybe I'll even do a small portrait of him. I've been itchin' to do that sort of thing...

Third, I've got to teach him Adobe Illustrator. *note to self to brush up on hot keys, lingo, and technique tonite* He asked me a few weeks back to, so this would be as good a time as any.

So there it is.

Fast forward to 5:38am.

Me sleepy...really sleepy. As you can probably deduce, that stuff above was typed much earlier. Right now...its getting brighter outside, and I should really get to sleep. Midnight trip for some boa ba leads to a 3am trip to 7-11 for them faboo hotdogs (the free cheese and chili make it all worthwhile)...then the news coverage on "the execution". Nearly every channel was covering it in one form or another. The topic of capital punishment raises many passionate arguements from many angles...which...I probably shouldn't get into right this minute...it being the buttcrack of dawn and all. So I'll leave it at that for now...g'nite all.
6/11/2001 05:47:37 AM