well, he should be. he turns 27 years old today. happy birthday, bro. i don't doubt that this day won't be anything less than a spectacle. so laugh it up, make others laugh so hard they cry, and enjoy!
i love you.
Thursday, July 28, 2005
this man is excited
Monday, July 18, 2005
des tests encore
"ignorant art"
speaking of which, i figured out that i work best with others while good music is playing. thus the headphones. mais attention. these 20 euro wireless headphones catch the itunes frequency on mackenzie's g4. ca marche pour moi tres bien. best of both worlds... with the added bonus of seu jorge.
Sunday, July 17, 2005
una obsesion
talk about. every instance i look at the time, without thinking, i automatically count 9 hours back.
focus!
Friday, July 15, 2005
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
muse: getting things done
index card variation.
i'll try my cool color paperclips in place of the small binder clips.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
another q piece
it's tuesday. i can hear everything now. the village doctor did some cool medium-pressured water squirting in my ears. amazing.
going to antibes. i just ran out of film. it's all good. will read and research and swim.
the bricks in the photo are of my fam's barbeque set-up at my folks' place. i love barbequeing on that thing. burgers are hard though. but mm mm kalbi, fish, chicken, steak... i'm craving meat, i think.
coincidence: 1. The state or fact of occupying the same relative position or area in space.
2. A sequence of events that although accidental seems to have been planned or arranged.
Friday, July 08, 2005
where is the goddamn party?
i haven't been out much today. sometimes i hate to compare my l.a. weekends to my nice ones, but today is one of those days when i'd know exactly what i'd be doing on a beautiful friday like today in l.a.. instead, i'm in my room, far from nice, hoping for some positive going-out for tonight.
and i'm desperate.
i will absolutely die if i don't get out of this house tonight. oh how trying life can be when you're a dependant. in my case, i'm completely dependant on mackenzie or others to drive me into town... drive me happy.
and after having had such a great, active and positive trip in l.a., i'm on the edge over here. i will not live a provincial life. i refuse to be the lady-in-waiting. and i'll be damned if i hear about another french riviera raging-party-on-the-beach-with-champagne-and-spliffs until i am at one of those events.
to be frank, i am without transportation, friends, sandy beaches, happy hour, "meetings," lounge parties, or garth trinidad. what the fuck.
and in the end, after being told that "i don't need this from you right now," it's all for me.
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
until next time, little q
this was the beginning of a great day.
pilipino lunch.
landscape photography.
booty shots.
soft pillow.
wormy.
santa monica beach.
mcdonald's happy meal
& chicken nuggets for all.
the day ended with q being cinderella.
glass slipper falls off as the clock ticks towards midnight.
your foot is too fat.
yours is too small.
who's the prince?
he puts on the shoe and it fits her just right.
and then they dance.
Saturday, July 02, 2005
beautiful times.
there is a story to all of this.
but nothing could say it better than how i remember it in my mind.
read the manual.