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[Aug. 29th, 2009|03:37 pm] |
my birthday, while taking a year off from making a big deal of it, was fantastic. i got a ride back into town the day before with an avid skydiver that let me hold his gun. smiling friends awaited us at a crowned berkeley bar. and at the stroke of midnight, jessica, as well as the entire room, forced me to chug a beer while standing on the bar. the next night, being my actual birthday, a handful of friends came out to see rvivr, underground railroad, and the bananas at submission gallery. the whole show was so celebratory and everyone there was so intoxicated with joy. erica from rvivr read a 2 minutes speech about sexual consent and the room was silent until she was done, when everyone applauded. it was one of those increasingly rare occasions that made me feel so good to be a punk.
and made me wanna pat the back of the scene that still exists within that which often rears its ugly head as a microcrosm for our fucked society.
this summer has been so fantastic. i established goals and accomplished them all without ever thinking i actually would (take that, "the secret"!). i went on tour with my best friends, dove into swimming holes beyond several state lines (thanks laura v), made a zine that is sold in stores, dined with hundreds of weirdos at the colony of libertatia, quit my job, and didn't read enough. my 3 classes have since started and i love them all. if i could spend 12 hours a day printing color photos, i think i would. the little squat on the prairie is in full force, and we're putting in a tattoo studio. cats are cool. my head hurts a little.
lake albuquiu, new mexico
( visual summer )
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[Nov. 14th, 2008|10:30 am] |
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i just had a dream that i lived in san francisco and we had a teeny house and my dad kept showing up and telling my friends which cigarettes he preferred and then he told me i needed a new bike and that he'd put twenty dollars on it. it was weird |
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[Jun. 29th, 2008|03:04 pm] |
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last night, driving away from a karaoke bar, hector and i were pretty damn drunk singing every song on less talk more rock and potemkin city limits (it was a long drive) at the top of our lungs. some man in a suit came up to our window and threateningly asked us if we were talking shit. we said no and he said "oh sorry, nevermind" and the light turned green. apparently, at this point i stuck my head out the window and yelled "POKE HER IN THE BUTT" and the angry man started chasing our car. he was so pissed. |
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[May. 6th, 2008|04:41 pm] |
when i was in kindergarden (the first time), my classmate lived across the street. i think his dad's name was kyle. kyle drove us to school every day and listened to queen a lot. come to think about it, maybe the kid's name was kyle. whats the difference? as we arrived at our destination ever morning, his father would always tell us "today is the first day of the rest of [our] lives." i'm glad he told me that.
and now i'll make pesto for the family.. |
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[Apr. 9th, 2008|09:52 am] |
i went to visit the homeland this weekend. we got really trashed in the way only southern california can. it was fun, like eating chipotle after you haven't had chipotle for a while. i had a very long food to-do list but i only got to a couple restaurants. but they (happy family, veggie grill, wheel) were good. and it was great seeing everybody. i got my bag searched on the way back to o-town and they were really kind about it. i'm doing kinda well in school but i sorta don't give a shit. ftw. we got a fourth housemate and its fantastic. i can't wait for the weekend, or well, the minute i get out of class today. i need to study more for my anthropology test, clean my room and buy kale.
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[Mar. 28th, 2008|08:56 am] |
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i had a dream that our car got into a huge accident involving tidal waves (from all directions). someone stole out computers. a member of the vehicle's limbs disappeared. i was really worried about a paper i have to write and kept waking up scared that i failed. |
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[Mar. 17th, 2008|07:44 pm] |
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this weekend was fun. it was full of paddle (is it peddle or paddle?) boating, a cemetery, great conversations, burritos, losing a car, beer drinking, birthday parties/gallery shows/keggers, urban recycling finds, and a bunch of other stuff i forget. at school, i got a tough paper back that i was stressing on. i got an A. i just made "chicken" salad and something was definitely missing, until i mixed in a buttload of nutritional yeast. i love mayonnaise. i can't wait for the anarchist bookfair and seeing old friends and also seeing sina and everyone coming up for spring break. i'm so addicted to reviewing things on yelp.com. i went to a free kegger at the oakland museum the other night. it was exactly as such an unlikely event would be: awesome! i'm only writing this entry to escape the studying i should be doing right now. i like turtles. |
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[Feb. 16th, 2008|05:19 pm] |
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last night we rode our bikes to an s&m themed party at a huge coop. it was wonderful watching the ex-marine get flogged. leif and i bought a grill at the humongous urban recycling warehouse, and i already invited some swedish study abroad students to our first bbq. they really like california, and so do i. valentine's party plans all dissolved into the simple pleasure of some friends coming over, drinking shit beer and giving each other stick and pokes. its such a beautiful day today. i can't decide whether to go to a neighbor's birthday party, bar hop in the city or drive to santa cruz for a "safe sex party". and don't even get me started on dinner. i should probably read too. the dollar curry house is what dreams are made of. i need to find some charcoal. and we just found out we have an attic. |
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[Feb. 1st, 2008|03:31 pm] |
i got my REPUBLICAN ballot in the mail
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[Jan. 30th, 2008|06:51 pm] |
i was held up by an umbrella. i went to a heath ledger memorial party where everyone was supposed to wear all black but barely anyone did. i keep falling in love with every girl i come across. today someone slipped me a twenty so i can buy new shoes. it was weird. the weather's been gorgeous just about every other day so biking to downtown berkeley in the morning for school has been great (mostly), as has been my lunchtime indulgence in the amazing, cheap, and plentiful veggie asian lunch specials all around campus. maybe i'll mix things up and try the vegan cheese pizza in that area on monday. last night sydney, michelle and i went to the city to miss the japanese motors perform and barely drink 40s. but to have a broadening conversation (over pakistani/indian food) with a new friend with such a brimful mind made up for the failed plans. new silver mount zion record is good but i don't love it yet. the oakland public library is amazing (read: 5 stars). the place is humongous, a piece of classic architecture and filled with so much goddamn lost knowledge. i was in a hurry so i just picked up a documentary on marx-influenced musicals called east side story. an older fellow asked me to watch his bike while he ran into a grab a book and trusted i wouldn't jack it. community!
coming home from the library, i rode on the lake and it was just fucking beautiful. i just made some indian food for dinner and now steve and i are gonna further explore this city of ours and check out some more of the local bars. |
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[Jan. 24th, 2008|11:30 am] |
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cloverfield was good. teeth was kind of good. the kite runner was alright. they're all on the internet for free, but if i could turn back time, i'd see cloverfield in the theatre, because watching a movie that looks like its filmed by a shaky video camera, filmed with a shakey video camera, is kinda hard to swallow. why is it called cloverfield? i'm always crushin on girls. my sign language class is taught only in sign language and you're not allowed to talk in the room. i'm hungry, and i really like cameroonian food and african culture in general. |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2008|10:55 pm] |
i've never seen my breath come out so dense, and i'm in my house. the last few weeks have been great. its an often frightening adventure full of new places and new people, new smells, sounds, lips, and even (especially) tastes. thats how life is i guess. or at least how it should be.
this is the first time i've had over an hour of time to kill, but i guess thats only my own fault. what have i been doing lately? i'll tell you later.
( here's some pictures from people that have cameras: ) |
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[Dec. 22nd, 2007|08:19 pm] |
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things have been interesting lately, but too interesting to write here. we played what might have been our last show at some shitty hollywood bar. it was awkward, but somewhat aggrandized by repeatedly yelling "fuck la" into the microphone. last night i was passed the mic during the underground railroad set and it felt like 2001 in a good way. nicky's shoulder ran into my chest in the pit at a fuckoffs show the other night and i think i broke a rib. it hurts to breathe. other things have happened besides shows but my attention is withering. |
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[Dec. 4th, 2007|11:02 am] |
ya know how people frequently use myspace bulletins as if they were blog entries and post things like "i just got back from sears and the girl at the service counter looked just like natalie portman and then i got a splinter from a wooden dildo" and the subject line is simply "omg"?
but there are those times when something so spectacular happens that one must brag, and the convenience of this widely circulated interweb communiqué makes it oh so tempting. specially when you go see kimya dawson at the smell and the shows great and she plays "the beer" AND THEN she asks her friend to come up to the lil stage to sing some songs. and the friend happens to be adam green. and so the songs consequently happen to be performed by the moldy peaches, for the first time in some notable amount of years. and kimya forgets half the lyrics and starts telling stories midsong. and then you think back to similar events, like doyle joining danzig to do a misfits set, or ghost mice doing operation: cliff clavin, which clearly don't compare and everything just feels blissful.
ps: i'm 99% sure laura is writing this same bulletin downstairs in her room right now. |
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[Oct. 9th, 2007|10:43 am] |
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i just got back from nyc. it was pretty cool, but hot. i ate a vegan philly cheese steak. |
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[Sep. 24th, 2007|04:07 pm] |
i got a b+ on my fairytale analyzation essay. yes! and i got an A on my logic test today. but then, on the ethnic studies essay test i forgot i was taking, i got a C...which i'm actually kind of stoked on because, you see, i forgot to read the book and somehow vaguely answered the question knowing only its title and the name of the chapter. my teacher wrote "i don't know what are you talking about other than mentioning title of book" but whatever! 76%.
this weekend included a spur of the moment trip to the bay area which was great. we ate at my favorite thai place. greg got through the weekend with five bucks in his pocket. i think bird had ten. we walked for hours. we went to a party show in a bus (and house) in oakland. we ate kabobs and met up with like 30 people in a park and walked to a party with a keg of san francisco steam ale at a squat or something. bands played. my leg got hurt. we jammed on banjo and guitar at jasmine's. around four in the morning, while i was sleeping (with my shoes off), sina spent half an hour ( coloring my face blue ) and then we ate vegan ricotta cheese pizza. it was all great. |
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[Sep. 11th, 2007|02:00 am] |
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things are pretty good. laura and i had such AMAZING garlic tofu this evening. my band's new song is sooo good. i got a fifty cent raise. my girlfriend moved away so i ended things kind of. i've become sympathic to primitivists. i actually bought uffie vinyl. i got an A on my ethics quiz today and school altogether is going well. mother's starting using vegan cheese in the kitchen (tofu mushroom melt!!!!!!!!). i'm really excited for the unstated events that will happen in the next several weeks. i'm going to sleep. |
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[Sep. 1st, 2007|12:14 pm] |
remember when i told you i worked for the mafia
and they fucked over bryan rippetoe and i....and threatened to slice my neck...?
and you all thought i was joking or something.
well I WASN'T!
the oc register so kindly put it on paper:
basically, the stevens family, "with nicknames like "White Bob" and " Black Bob"" were the ones that ripped us off. their ongoing battle with the Merino family is exposed here. fuck the gypsy mafia!
the follow up even mentions my old work ("a family sandwich and gelato shop in Corona del Mar called Mini Meetz")
bryan r found more info on the ways of the gypsy mafia and apprently what they pulled on us was a "confidence crime" where "The predator develops a relationship in which the prey does not realize the true nature of their relationship." except well, we didn't trust them. but we still haven't been paid.
"The Gypsy organized criminal has been allowed to survive because of the relatively low media profile the victims of his confidence scams are apt to take. Many times, after s/he realizes that s/he has been conned, the prey is just too embarassed to make a formal complaint with the criminal justice system." totally how black bobby and white bobby keep doing this shit. bryan and tanner, lets go to court for real! link
see! i wasn't lying! and someone really put a giant catfish on my windshield! weeeeeeeeeeee. i'm so excited about these stories!
ps: apparently today's follow up is the best one yet, but its not online yet. |
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[Jul. 11th, 2007|12:15 pm] |
we played our first show last night at avalon bar with the shark that ate my friend. it was really fun. we couldn't even finish our last song due to not knowing exactly which cords people had stepped on.
i finally got my grades for this past semester. they're cool.
english 100: A (can't believe it! turned in three four page essay finals and decided to leave my grade a mystery. thanks dad for pushing me, right?)
gender studies: B
history of rock: B
advanced human sexuality: A
argument and persuasion: dropped (why?)
now i'm goin to the beach. |
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