playing with random aim from people i don't kno., kalika is a hot name btw, whoever she is:

Melx2cool: Yo
me: hi
Melx2cool: Watz good
me: welcome to the internet may i help you?
Melx2cool: Wat
Do u still go wit kalika
me: thank you for choosing luke bot 2.0, may i help you?
Melx2cool: No
me: i'm sorry i could not help you today, thanks once again for choosing luke bot 2.0

today i met another grace.

A well-known professor at UCLA said: "Knowledge is not knowing everything inside a library, it is knowing which book to pull from the shelf and what page to turn to."

Albert Einstein said: "The hardest thing to understand is that we hardly understand anything"

I say you're only as successful as you make yourself. You're only as slow as you want to walk. Where ever you go, there you are.

The first step is the hardest. Take it now!

爱像一阵风 吹完它就走
ai xiang yi zhen feng / chui wan ta jiu zou
Love is like a gust of wind; it blows, and then goes away

这样的节奏 谁都无可奈何
zhe yang de jie zou / shui dou wu ke nai he
This kind of rhythm would leave anyone helpless

没有你以后 我灵魂失控
mei you ni yi hou / wo ling hun shi kong
Without you, my soul goes out of control

黑云在降落 我被它拖著走
hei yun zai jiang luo / wo bei ta tuo zhe zou
The black clouds have descended, they pull me away

[bridge]
静静悄悄默默离开
jing jing qiao qiao mo mo li kai
Quietly, stealthily, silently leaving

陷入了危险边缘 baby
xian ru le wei xian bian yuan baby
Teetering on the brink of danger

我的世界已狂风暴雨~~
wo de shi jie yi kuang feng bao yu~~
My world is already in a violent storm

[chorus]
ooh~~ 爱情来的太快就像龙卷风
ooh~~ ai qing lai de tai kai jiu xiang long juan feng
ooh~~ Love comes too quickly just like a tornado

离不开暴风圈 来不及逃
li bu kai bao feng quan / lai bu ji tao
Can't escape the whirlwind, can't escape in time

我不能再想 我不能再想
wo bu neng zai xiang / wo bu neng zai xiang
I cannot think again, I cannot think again

我不 我不 我不能~~
wo bu / wo bu / wo bu neng~~
I cannot, I cannot, I cannot

爱情走的太快就像龙卷风
ai qing zou de tai kuai, jiu xiang long juan feng
Love passes too quickly, just like a tornado

不能承受 我已无处可躲
bu neng cheng shou / wo yi wu chu ke duo
I cannot bear it, I already have no place to hide

我不要再想 我不要再想
wo bu yao zai xiang / wo bu yao zai xiang
I don't want to think anymore, I don't want to think anymore

我不 我不 我不要再想你~~
wo bu / wo bu / wo bu yao zai xiang ni~~
I don't, I don't, I don't want to think of you anymore

不知不觉 你已经离开我
bu zhi bu jue / ni yi jing li kai wo
Unconsciously, you have already left me

不知不觉 我跟了这节奏
bu zhi bu jue / wo gen le zhe jie zou
Unconsciously, I have followed this rhythm

后知后觉 又过了一个秋
hou zhi hou jue / you guo le yi ge qiu
After becoming aware, another autumn has passed

后知后觉 我该好好生活
hou zhi huo jue / wo gai hao hao sheng huo
After becoming aware, I should live a good life

[bridge]

[chorus] x 2

不知不觉，你已经离开我
bu zhi bu jue / ni yi jing li kai wo
Unconsciously, you have already left me

不知不觉，我跟了这节奏
bu zhi bu jue / wo gen le zhe jie zou
Unconsciously, I have followed this rhythm

后知后觉，又过了一个秋
hou zhi hou jue / you guo le yi ge qiu
After becoming aware, another autumn has passed

后知后觉，我该好好生活 (x2)
hou zhi huo jue / wo gai hao hao sheng huo (x2)
After becoming aware, I should live a good life

不知不觉，你已经离开我
bu zhi bu jue / ni yi jing li kai wo
Unconsciously, you have already left me

不知不觉，我跟了这节奏
bu zhi bu jue / wo gen le zhe jie zou
Unconsciously, I have followed this rhythm

后知后觉，后知后觉...
hou zhi hou jue / ho zhi hou jue...
After becoming aware, after becoming aware

I go to a cash machine to get a ticket home but a message on the screen says "Don't make plans, you're broke."

No, no this can't be right.
I know that time is tight.
I've only just been paid .

No...
I scratch a living, it ain't easy you know it's a drag I'm always paying, never make it but I can't look back.

I wonder if I'll ever get to where I want to be, better believe it.

I'm working for the cash machine

I try to phone a friend my credit's in the red. I try to skip the fare ticket inspector's there.

No no, this can't be right.
I live an honest life.
It seems like sometimes if you don't cross the line you don't get by...
No...

What am I gonna do? My girlfriend's test turned blue. We tried to play it safe. That night we could not wait. No no, this can't be right. She said it would be alright.

I'm working for the cash machine
Cash machine ...
Cash machine ...

There's a hole in my pocket, my pocket, my pocket
There's a hole in my pocket, my pocket, my pocket
There's a hole in my pocket, my pocket, my pocket
There's a hole in my pocket
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...

got frustrated with co-worker today.
so many personalities i get along with, there's just a few that I don't. sarcastic smart asses are one that I don't.

My boss said knowledge isn't know everything in 1 book, its knowing what book to pull off the shelf, and knowing aproximately what page to turn to.

I think I drown in compassion. Spread myself too thin, like so little emotional butter over a huge life cracker.

I wrote compassion on one hand, and potential on my other hand. Just so that the whole day I could think about what they meant.

I notice that I use punctuation and capitalization a lot more now, work made it habit.

I played out in my head what it would be like to get fired because I wouldn't apologize. It ened up with me explaining how I would make more money than both my boss and my coworker combined when I buy the store in hollywood.

yahoo personals says i match with Kathy Griffin. ew.

love, lack thereof, and searching for it.

its caused me nothing but pain but i still search.

but time passes by, so I won't say goodbye.

i feel so irrational. so confrontational. i drink my drink and i don't even want to. i think my thoughts when i don't even need to. i never look back to because i don't even need to.

it is impossible to never tell the truth.

owning my own store????

i like being bright :)

wheresmyricebowl (11:33:58 PM): well do you want someone who understands or someone who just thinks they do
wheresmyricebowl (11:34:20 PM): i never say i understand
wheresmyricebowl (11:34:24 PM): each situation is different
(11:33:53 PM): that's probably the brightest thing anyone's said to me in a while

For any furture reference I might need, yesterday was the day I met Eliza Ing.

today's lesson: Thrice - Stare at the Sun

I sit here clutching useless lists
And keys for doors that don't exist
I crack my teeth on pearls
I tear into the history
Show me what it means to me in this world
Yeah in this world

'Cause I am due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes
Till I understand or go blind

I see the parts but not the whole
I study saints and scholars both
No perfect plan unfurls
Do I trust my heart or just my mind
Why is truth so hard to find in this world
Yeah in this world

'Cause I am due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes
Till I understand or go blind (till I understand or go blind)

I know that there's a point I've missed
A shrine or stone I haven't kissed
A scar that never graced my wrist
A mirror that hasn't met my fist
But I can't help feeling like I'm

Due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign (waiting for a sign)
I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes (and I won't close my eyes)

Due for a miracle
I'm waiting for a sign
I'll stare straight into the sun
And I won't close my eyes

email from my family in thailand:

Hi dear,
We have a little bit surprise when you made
decision to visit us earlier than we ever expected but
it is a very good news. We hope then that time .. we
can take almost time together.
A fun story at my office... last month we have a
trainng course at USA ... but 2 days later it changed
to Australia..... anyway it's not my turn .....so
dissapointted I get lost a ticket to see you there : (
P' Oh had read your e-mail and told me she will
write to you. Everyone always miss you. I leave my
address then you can send us something.... ah ha ...
good idea to send a rich, nice and good looking guy
for P'Oh naka.
Oh Do you know that 21th June ... a next few
days.. is P'Oh birthday na? ,we will have a party and
promise to send some pictures to you.

next lesson:

Its a short story of a man about to fall in love with a woman. He's on a cliff getting ready to dive into "love" which is the metaphor of tempting waters below. He sees everyone else in love, drowning in the "water", they seem dead to him but look so happy. His girl, she's already in love, in the waters below, calling to him to jump.

Thrice "See you in the Shallows"

i hear the waves crash far below,
the rocks are leaping for the sky,
they're starving for the air,
for a bone to break , a dream to smash apart,
but i don't care.

it looks deep enough from here, I'm diving
this cliff has been well worn by ignorance.
it looks deep enough from here, I'm diving
they float face down they all look so content.

i don't know why I'm even here.
guess I'm afraid to be alone.
and down below i see my crew they look okay
that cant be blood the water here
is far too blue

and gravity
seems far away
but i can hear her call my name
its so comforting to know ill never have to think again

it looks deep enough from here, I'm diving
this cliff has been well worn by ignorance.
it looks deep enough from here, I'm diving
we float face down, and don't we look content?
it looks deep enough from here, I'm diving
this cliff has been well worn by ignorance.
it looks deep enough from here, I'm diving
we float face down, and don't we all look content?
it looks deep enough from here
it looks deep enough from here

Over the next few days i'm going to give you a lesson in good music. music with meaning. makes you think about life when you hear the lyrics. not music that just makes you want to go clubbing.

So listen close, turn up your volume, you just might be able to hear what I mean.

here's lesson one:
THRICE LYRICS

"The Artist In The Ambulance"

Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up
And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white
They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone

Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger
And I realize that empty words are not enough
I'm left here with the question of just
What have I to show except the promises I never kept?
I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets

[Chorus:]
I hope that I will never let you down
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound

Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares
It gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right, I know that there's
A difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have
There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it and

[Chorus]

Rhetoric can't raise the dead
I'm sick of always talking when there's no change
Rhetoric can't raise the dead
I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow

Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the
Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands
They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance

[Chorus]

Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound

Over the past five years, I have shed my tears, I have drank my beers, and watched my fears fly away.

And until this day, she still swings my way, but it's sad to say sometimes she says she loves me not.

In the brightest hour, of my darkest day
I realized what is wrong with me
Can’t get over you
Can’t get through to you
It’s been a helter-skelter romance from the start
Take these memories that are haunting me
Of a paper man cut into shreds
By his own pair of scissors
He'll never forgive her
He'll never forgive her

Because days come and go
But my feelings for you are forever
Because days come and go
But my feelings for you are forever

I guess you're wondering why all the posts about girls? Well, I guess I do it in case I ever meet "the one". She should know, if she wants, every thing I've ever done. Anyone I ever pursued.

Thats my truth, thats my honesty. Right up here for anyone to look at, including her.

And I'm about to push it all out. A purging, if you will, of all the relationships I've been in. 26 years old now I have to start getting serious and forget about the past for her.

For you reading this right now.

The story of Amanda:

He was a boy, she was a girl. Can I make it anymore obvious? lol.

No, I don't know what happened to her. Maybe she flaked. Maybe she read my blog. Maybe she's reading it right now. Who knows. All I know is I'm very disappointed in her.

Here's how I met her. My friend Rov. He's gay. We were in weightlifting class in high school. (wow weightlifting as a class lol). Rov had a cousin. It was his cousin's birthday. So I roll down to their pad. Never been there before. Never even been in the AREA before. Never met his cousin. But seemed like a cool guy.

He had cooler hair than me in high school, which I guess means you're cool.

I think I breakdanced (brokedance?) and she was impressed, maybe she had a thing for me. Or drunk. Or both. Well I had a thing for this lush. I had a thing for Filipinos. Don't ask me why, but this thing for Filipinos has haunted me all my livelong days.

Ended up being sleepy time, and I couldn't sleep. All I could do was look at her sleeping on the sofa. I thought she opened her eyes. She did open her eyes, and was looking straight at me. She said "honey come here". So I did. I remember her voice. It is the same voice I can imagine every time I think of her. Its sexy, sultry even. The kind of voice you would hear if you called a "1-900" number late night from TV. It send chills and thrills down my spine.

I could go on and on about what she's like. Long black hair. Always. Beautiful long black hair, for days. Milky skin. She could model if she wasn't smart enough to be a dentist.

I slept by her sitting down on the floor sofaside till morning, she slept on the sofa. I promised I'd guard her all night.

Now. In the morning, I asked if I'd see her again. I wasn't sure if she remembered the night. I was rushed out of the house, Rov's cousins' parents probably were coming home in like 1.5 minutes. I can't remember what she said, but I know it was probably something sultry.

Well, I did see her again. And over the period of years. I dropped flowers at her house for valentines. I went to the mall she worked at to visit. I stopped by at the resturaunt she used to work at. She even came to see me once, at my birthday. I saw her maybe one day year, and each time it became the best day of the year.

We talked online once or twice. I learned things about her when I could.

So, years went by and we went to different colleges. I decide to send her one of my yearly contacts at Christmas. And she responds back. We send a long string of emails. Each email pushing toward each other, getting closer, closer, and closer until we really have to see each other again.

She comes back to LA from San Francisco. I send her a text, and many emails. The text says "Only 2 days left, where are you?". No response. I just don't call. I have her number but I don't call. It wouldn't be gentlemanly to call uninvited. So I don't call and the week goes by, no response.

I figure its time to forget about her. But how can I? Tell me, how can I? I can't, thats why. Try to forget the feeling of wind on your face. Try to forget what a great cheeseburger tastes like. Try to forget your favorite things.

You just can't.

and this one goes out to Grace, forever the Myra to my Tyler Durden.

thats how i would describe it.

Nicha - from thai club. she's gorgeous. i'm really happy just being around her.

there could be a 10 car pile up right behind me with burning bodies and people in agony, and i would just be staring at her, completely oblivious. with a stupid smile on my face.

thats how i would describe it.

this was pretty funny also

i dunno... i thought this was fricken funny....

a quick rundown of the few years in girls newest to oldest:

irene - never emailed back
aingel - one IM conversation.
amanda - big time flaked.
mary - works and abercrombie and fitch, what more can i say? need to stay the hell away.
grace - still just friends
christina - i don't even want to talk about it.
angela - not quite sure, just didn't feel physically compatible. would like to try again.
miko - has a boyfriend in japan, still went to the beach and watched a movie before i found out. ended that quick.

if u take the first letters of every name and rearrange the letters it almost spells:
I am grimacing.

ok well, maybe not, but it should.

so my mom took me out to dinner tonight. red lobster. and this nice asian girl was our waitress, Irene. we told riddles and i was sooooooo shy. and my mom totally embarassed me and got her email for me.

lol. way to go mom.

let me explain the end snippet of this conversation to you, and why i stopped talking to this person i had only started talking to the same day:

1.her screen name has green in it, green is my most hated color. if we started dating, or even being friends we would most invariably come to the fact that i hate green. hating a color somebody likes enough to put in their sceen name can't be good. why i hate green, why is my favorite color so great? i don't know, maybe because i hate veggies and those are green. i don't want to deal with it anyway. i think thats a big arguement waiting to happen.

2. she didn't know what you tube is, and she didn't click on the link. if you can't get a person to trust you to push one button, or if they are too lazy to even click on it, what hope is there for a relationship? yeah this is a two-parter, but she didn't even tell me maybe later, she said "not right now", that phrase echoes in my head as someone fluttering their hand and dismissing you away like some kind of pest.

3. personally, i think people who put a number in their name just aren't clever enough. its usually a birthdate. typical no imagination. why don't we just stamp a barcode on your forehead when you're born, that way you never have to imagine who you are, it will be right there for you.

4. you won't see it below, but she said she did yoga. to me that says "yo, ga-tta get the fuck out of my face". its a sad excuse for exercise, you could do anything else and lose more calories. its for old people. waste of time.

5. you won't see it below, but she didn't say bye when she left the computer to go to her gym class. that says "i'm too important for you".

maybe i over-analyze. maybe i know too much. but maybe, just maybe, i won't have to talk to one more single who wonders why she's single.

me? oh i know why i'm single. because i do this shit. i speak my mind to myself.

yeah i spent more time on this than i did talking with her, but one good waste of life deserves another. what does the "have fun" mean at the end??? its the most polite way i could think of for saying goodbye forever and you are a huge waste of time.
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wheresmyricebowl:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r0E-0ntoNWo

wheresmyricebowl:
its too cute

greenshittyname
what is that?

wheresmyricebowl:
its youtube

wheresmyricebowl:
youtube.com

wheresmyricebowl:
ever heard of it?

greenshittyname:
ohh

greenshittyname:
i meant what is it of?

wheresmyricebowl:
just click it

greenshittyname:
umm no not right now

wheresmyricebowl:
have fun

greenshittyname:
umm okay?
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and i never talked to her again. the end.

Does dr. pepper contain prune juice? No ladies and gentlemen, it does not. Go to www.drpepper.com and then go to FAQs

I mean she even cooks me pancakes
And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches
If that ain't love then I don't know what love is

We even got a secret handshake
And she loves the music that my band makes
I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun
I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun

She's got a smile that would make the most senile
Annoying old man bite his tongue
I'm not done
She's got eyes comparable to sunrise
And it doesn't stop there
Man I swear
She's got porcelain skin of course she's a ten
And now she's even got her own song
But movin' on
She's got the cutest laugh I ever heard
And we can be on the phone for three hours
Not sayin' one word
And I would still cherish every moment
And when I start to build my future she's the main component
Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but
Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here

probably the most hilarious thing i've ever seen. ever.

you know you do the same thing in the bathroom.

Turned 26.

Yeah you know you’re getting old when you reach a whole new age-bracket, when magazines and other things separate you from the 18-25 age group.

That, and I can’t remember where I put my spectacles, pocket watch, and top-hat.

I ain’t gonna lie. My job ain’t cool, but I still see myself here at least 5 years because its dam stable. At input 1 I do some programming, I take tech support calls, I fix computers here. I do it all. A big hybrid person which matches a lot with my personality and I guess my race. Our company is the biggest vendor of insurance and loan management software across the country. Not the most exciting of jobs, but it more than gets the bills paid, plus it uses my awesome skillz. I’m happy. No clock to punch, no uniform to wear, and free email/internet. Its about as free as you can get sitting in a 10x10 foot cube. Its also much like Office Space in here, I even have a boss that says… “ummmm… yeah….”. Would you like to watch kung-fu, with me?

Heard from somewhere in Luke's room:

"What the fuck, its laggy today. Is somebody downloading the complete Encylopedia Britannica collection or something?"

true quote from work:

Luke knows how to cook 3 things - water, air, and sandwich.

I’m finally moved. It’s a quiet room in a quiet house in a quiet neighborhood.

Moving couches all weekend, sore and battered, coming into work on a Monday where my only reward is that I live 5 minutes closer.

I keep telling myself this will let me save up for a condo, some real property, but even if I do get a place of my own, I will probably want some company.

I keep telling myself what happened to my mom, she rented a house and came home one day to find she was locked out and the lady kept her stuff.

I keep telling myself I need a girlfriend. A girlfriend would probably keep telling myself that I need to be me. To be me I need to be myself, which means I need to keep telling myself stuff.

i made a personal ad, i feel foolish. to have to pay to meet somebody. here it is:




Ok, I'm half white, half thai.

I'd like to say I'm typical, but not stereotypical. Who wants to listen to typical in stereo anyway? Monotypical? Ahem, anyway, swiss is my favorite cheese. I never eat vegtables. I'm random. I like any kind of boarding, surfboarding, skateboarding....

Del Taco is my favorite fast food. Theres something about eating tacos and at the same time having french fries. It says above her to write about my quirks, so sorry if this is unusual.

I'm attached to my favorite blue shirt, samurai and kung fu movie collection, amd my reebok pumps I got when they were re-issued. I'm classic. My style is classic. My favorite clothing stores are hollister, american eagle, and puma. Not abercrombie. Gay guys look at my butt when I go in there. I do have a nice butt.

People say I'm a good writer. People say I'm good looking. People say I should do comedy. But what people say doesn't matter because I'm at the point in my life where I need that special person, you know?

Ok I wrote all the good now I'll write my one cute fault. I'm coming off a childish addiction to video games, and slowly growing up. If you can deal with that, I'm all yours.

Anyway my profile got rejected before because it didn't say enough about me. All it had was the words below, above is my sort of funny side, below is my romantic side. You decide:

If I was to walk till time saw no end.
If I was to climb till the air was too thin.
I could not find a picture fit the frame.
As perfect as you.
As perfect as you.

When I look at the stars they shine of your eyes.
The sky it burns bright with your presence tonight.
Yet you're still above me and I cannot fly.
To the angel above me I long to be with. With.

Angel above me.

I do very much like going to Thailand. Thailand likes me to come too.

As I type this I'm wearing a "coca cola" t-shirt written in the Thai language, its fluid and exagerrated wing-like letters getting many eye-brow raises in my office.

I saw the rest of my family for the first time in 7 years. They said I got fatter. I complained of a desk job and lack of exercise. I said they got skinnier. They complained of everything pretty much staying the same there.

Should I have used the money for Hawaii? Maybe, but then, maybe that should be saved for a honeymoon or something. I'd like to go to Japan next. Or China. That is going to cost a fortune, cookie.

I spent about of 150 dollars in Thailand. My family wouldn't let me pay for anything except gifts for myself. T-shirts there used to cost 1 dollar, now they cost 5. You can even get abercrombie and hollister and gucci and prada copies there now.

This one girl I met there. I can't get her to give me some space. 5:30am she calls me, I think its my alarm clock and don't look, but push the button to snooze the alarm, but it also happens to be the button to answer the phone. So it picks up the phone, and I notice something eerie, because I can hear breathing coming from my phone, rather than the usual alarm of a familiar rock song. I hang up and look at my phone, flattered, bothered, and slightly disgusted.

Everyday she calls me. We're in different countries. I tried to make her understand last time I saw her, until she gets here, if she ever does, take it easy.

She reads this. I'm sorry. You have to understand. Getting sleep and rest are really important to me, because I need them to go to work. My cousins and my mother depend on me to go to work. If I am late or miss a day that could make a big difference in what happens to us.

I'm not used to having someone who isn't my girlfriend call me everyday. Nobody calls me everyday. I'm not an everyday kind of person. I used to have a long distance relationship and it was fine for me. Thailand, thats too far. Canada, not that far. Filmore, not far at all.

i swear, i say.

screaming baby airlines.

to hotel stairs, to the emergency exit door.

it never calls me when i'm down. love never wanted me.

but i took it anyway.

guy touching my knee with his airlines.

more on thailand later....

Off I go to Thailand!

If I don't die in a bombing or in a plane crash, I'll be back on the 28th!

If I do, remind me to join the mile high club first!

One day me and an ex were laying up on a grassy hill on a sunny day looking into the sky, she told me that she finds me too comfortable to be around, to stay around, she said she wanted to go places and do things. We broke up that same day. Little did she know or stop to realize, I too wanted to do things and go places, but at my own pace. I don't slow down for anyone, I don't speed up for anyone. If you were driving too slow on a freeway, I'd pass you, if you were driving too fast behind me and flashing your lights, I wouldn't budge. I need the girl that can drive at my speed. Maybe that has something to do with no ring on my finger. All I've had are speeders and a head on collision. Girls really need to learn how to drive... jk!

I've hidden a note,
it's pressed between pages that you've marked to find your way back.
It says, "Does he ever get the girl?"
But what if the pages stay pressed,
the chapters unfinished,
the storied too dull to unfold?
Does he ever get the girl?

its rare for me to comment on someones blog. because i feel like i'm intruding on their thoughts.

but i like how your thoughts flow. my web page is just a theme. and all our thoughts and memories to the outside world are just visual entertainment.

New Years:

Every year seems to get worse and worse, so an occassion like this where the day and the celebration truly rocks, I gotta hand it to my friends, my friends right now. not my so called friends from years past.

I had absolutely nothing planned. I just wanted to stay and home and drink my 17 dollar champagne.

Then I get a message that one of friends had actually rented out a freakin club VIP room and hotel! I was george dubya on air force one when I stepped up the red velvet stairs up to the VIP room overlooking 5 go-go dancers and the dance floor. The club was in Santa Ana, and as my friend says "you could be the ugliest muther fucker on earth but get a fine ass girl in Santa Ana because of your car".

many shots of complementary petrone already there and many shots of jack from a private bar upstairs later, the countdown began.

10 seconds into 2007 i remembered to blow her a kiss, she's on the other side of the world, but i had promised to send her a hug and kiss through the air.

a most memorable night.

so when my friends tell me that there are other parties goin on that i'm not invited to, thats totally cool, because i had the best fuckin party ever and they missed it, just because they are too proud to give me a call and ask what i'm doing.

of course, i guess one could say that i was too proud to give them a call, but hey.... you gotta ask yourself..... who's party sounds like it was better???