the apartment's a mess- check
burnt out from my job- check
been working my ass off- check
being an adult sucks- check
i need a girlfriend- check
tracy and I are concerned about Eugene turning into a yuppie- check
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Life is short
Change truly is constant in my everyday life. I like taking risks. I've never backed down from an idea or a thought and I like to stir things up. When I set my mind on something I usually stick to it(80%of the time) A friend of mine once told me that progress don't come in comfort zones. I would also add that comfort zones suck, they spoil and rott the very core of a person.
I hate the idea of becoming comfortable to habit repetition and routine. Thank god thats not me.
I've racked up an ample amount of life-experience in my last 34 years. I have lived in other states and cities and gained new friends along the way. Yes. I've carved up what I would say a rather very interesting life, in that sense I'm a lot closer to my own friends than my family, and in a way my friends are my family. I've learned a lot from them (and thats counting girlfriends-more on that later) about life much more than what a four cornered classroom could ever taught me.
My girlfriends in the past have been an interesting ensemble of feminists -(high school), a jewish punk-rock skinhead, a DJ, a mom, a hippie. Each one of them unique in their own way, funny, intelligent, independent, sometimes weird, but despite of their differences, they each bore a strength that I was lacking within me, but I've benefited immensely from them and I've learned a lot about myself. Oh and yeah the sex was great.
Stacy was fiercely independent and was never shy with giving out her opinion. Elizabeth had a strong sense of sensuality about her, though can be a bit touchy feely at times.
I think Marlo had a lot more in common with Stacy in that she was just as fiercely independent if not much more. She had a great command in the turntables, she knew how to rock a party. Good times... I remember the venues she played, 111 Minna st in SF at an art gallery opening. The Sound Factory. The Attic. The Beauty Bar at the mission. The College Radio Shows she's been in. The Wave (honolulu). And Aunti Pasto the premiere italian restaurant in waikiki.
I hate the idea of becoming comfortable to habit repetition and routine. Thank god thats not me.
I've racked up an ample amount of life-experience in my last 34 years. I have lived in other states and cities and gained new friends along the way. Yes. I've carved up what I would say a rather very interesting life, in that sense I'm a lot closer to my own friends than my family, and in a way my friends are my family. I've learned a lot from them (and thats counting girlfriends-more on that later) about life much more than what a four cornered classroom could ever taught me.
My girlfriends in the past have been an interesting ensemble of feminists -(high school), a jewish punk-rock skinhead, a DJ, a mom, a hippie. Each one of them unique in their own way, funny, intelligent, independent, sometimes weird, but despite of their differences, they each bore a strength that I was lacking within me, but I've benefited immensely from them and I've learned a lot about myself. Oh and yeah the sex was great.
Stacy was fiercely independent and was never shy with giving out her opinion. Elizabeth had a strong sense of sensuality about her, though can be a bit touchy feely at times.
I think Marlo had a lot more in common with Stacy in that she was just as fiercely independent if not much more. She had a great command in the turntables, she knew how to rock a party. Good times... I remember the venues she played, 111 Minna st in SF at an art gallery opening. The Sound Factory. The Attic. The Beauty Bar at the mission. The College Radio Shows she's been in. The Wave (honolulu). And Aunti Pasto the premiere italian restaurant in waikiki.
We both shared a passion for life. I've learned through her that people are key to new opportunities, her skills at networking are unmatched.
Shawnee and Melissa showed great compassion. Both had empathy for an individual's suffering Shawnee would have made a great wife, she possessed maturity and a sense of devotion. Why did I ever let her go...
A recluse life just isn't an option, you can't make friends that way. It's just not healthy. Word of advice, unless you're set on living your life that involves very little human interaction OR- you have some AVOIDANT PERSONALITY DISORDER, stay away from those people for they will only hold you back.
Got some pictures to post during my night with Tracy and Eugene on my later blogs.
Au 'revoir.
Shawnee and Melissa showed great compassion. Both had empathy for an individual's suffering Shawnee would have made a great wife, she possessed maturity and a sense of devotion. Why did I ever let her go...
A recluse life just isn't an option, you can't make friends that way. It's just not healthy. Word of advice, unless you're set on living your life that involves very little human interaction OR- you have some AVOIDANT PERSONALITY DISORDER, stay away from those people for they will only hold you back.
Got some pictures to post during my night with Tracy and Eugene on my later blogs.
Au 'revoir.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Random Thoughts
Found out today my rent just went up. Considering the average rent in San Francisco (ridiculous) compared to how much my friends, who - like me has to grind it out day in and day out to make the rent, it's still not that bad- and...if I ever told them how much I'm paying, I'm pretty sure they'll breed resentment. So lets just keep that a secret okay.
Got to see Teresa and Marc. Tracy called me over last Friday so we could hang out and see them. Marc finally got the job he's been working hard to get. Good for him. Went to an irish pub in the Valencia district -- also known these days as hipsterville as Eugene likes to call it, with all their fucking fixed gear bikes... I mean really, I can't enjoy a nice walk through that street without running into those dreadful things. I can see why he'd get irritated. I mean okay I get it, and just cause you can't gain weight doesn't mean your cool.
Got to see Teresa and Marc. Tracy called me over last Friday so we could hang out and see them. Marc finally got the job he's been working hard to get. Good for him. Went to an irish pub in the Valencia district -- also known these days as hipsterville as Eugene likes to call it, with all their fucking fixed gear bikes... I mean really, I can't enjoy a nice walk through that street without running into those dreadful things. I can see why he'd get irritated. I mean okay I get it, and just cause you can't gain weight doesn't mean your cool.
I have stopped wearing vans cause theres just too many of them out here, thanks hipster douchebags. I digress...Before I get off topic, we hung out at this irish pub and got my usual. Newcastle.
After a few hours of avoiding this one drunk girl from puking at us, we finally left and went back to Tracy's for a game of Dominos. Marc kicked our asses, we played up til we all scored 250 pts. Nice. Marc was so eager to show off his digital camera that he actually took pictures of his domino blocks during a game not knowing he just showed us his hand. Haha. Turned out that didn't matter cause he still won. Fucker.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Charlotte Gainsbourg
I guess I'm partial when it comes to 60's French Pop Artist Serge Gainsbourg. I have three of his albums and I enjoy listening to them. It just never gets old. A ladies' man in the same vein as James Bond. He embodied the cheesyness of a flomboyant swinging man, never politically correct, often times controversial. Married to beautiful 60's actress Jane Birkin. She collaborated with him in the album "monsieur gainsbourg", (je t'aime moi non plus).
Anglo-French singer, actress, Charlotte Gainsbourg possesses that same charm as her late father, while having the elegant beauty of her mother Jane Birkin.
"A cinq heures cinquante-cinq" starts out on the first track, 5:55 - which also bears the name of the album. Interestingly though, all but one of the tracks were in English, with "Tel que tu es" a - tribute to her late father. With songs all composed by Air's Jean-Benoit-Dunkel and Nicolas Godin. The next few tracks progresses through a journey-like sequence, often demonstrating penchants for day-dreaming and contemplative moods ending with a remix of the first track.
5:55 ranks as one of my favorite albums of 2007.(The album came out in 2006). It's simple, it's elegant, and subtle.
Top to Bottom: Comic Strip, Serge Gainsbourg and Jane Birkin
"A cinq heures cinquante-cinq" starts out on the first track, 5:55 - which also bears the name of the album. Interestingly though, all but one of the tracks were in English, with "Tel que tu es" a - tribute to her late father. With songs all composed by Air's Jean-Benoit-Dunkel and Nicolas Godin. The next few tracks progresses through a journey-like sequence, often demonstrating penchants for day-dreaming and contemplative moods ending with a remix of the first track.
5:55 ranks as one of my favorite albums of 2007.(The album came out in 2006). It's simple, it's elegant, and subtle.
Top to Bottom: Comic Strip, Serge Gainsbourg and Jane Birkin
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