Month: January 2005


  • its been a long time, so i would like to say hello again
    then again… i would like to say a whole lot more
    if you didn’t have the specks of glitter in your eyes,
    it would have been a lot easier to cover my intent with lies
    i thought it was a painter’s song that you shot me with
    but the sign says it’s messin’ up the scenery and blocking my mind
    spell it out for me cuz i dont know how to read them
    even if i could,  i’d only throw up a couple of smiles
    turn then sweep the ground in front of you as you walk
    from far away eyes, i’m just a broken toy
    with half the dignity that i started out with

    it’s ok
    the crush still crushes with the same sleepless nights
    but it’s ok
    cuz it’s friday and i dont care if monday is blue…

    it’s been so long, how can i ever explain the weightlessness
    to someobdy that i drag under
    how many times have i made you look away with that feeling
    it’s ok
    cuz the crush still crushes with the same wide eyed days
    but it’s ok
    cuz its friday and sunday is coming



  • this was my first meal in DC and this is the girl i had it with… oh yeah… and DP
    funny story, there was this guy Maxwell he was hitting on DP this is how the conversation went
    MAX: “hi…. i like ur hair…. y dont u and ur friend come to my pizza parlor”
    DP: “WOW THANKS!!!! I WOULD LOVE TO!!!!!”
    ME: (homos)








    this is all DC quite nice and classy



    these critters were really brave. they wanted some of my nuts





    another story


    ME: “hey lets go see the vietnam vet memorial”
    DP: “dude i dont wanna read a bunch of names thats says Trong Phuc Tam and Vic Nuygen”
    ME: “dude the memorial is for the american soldiers not the vietnamese ones!”
    DP: “oh…. i am so embarassed right now…..”




    so this is NY…. the statue of liberty aint so tall



    our tour nazi nori in front of his high school



    oh yeah





    yes this is ground 0




    breakers in the subway




    ME: “hey… let me see that”
    THEM: “ok. but just promise not to shoot it”
    ME: “ok…. yes…. oieoieoieoieoieoieoie”



    china town



    missionary stanly from india. yes he remembered me… not really
    ok story time
    HIS WIFE: “yes there was this guy back in 98 always with a guitar strapped to his back”
    ME: “yeah that was me”
    HIS WIFE: “no it wasn’t, he was skinny”
    ME: “…………”


    yes he remembed u too susan



    a gas station called SHEETZ!!!!!!!!!!
    man… i can go so far with this but i wont



    good ol 78degrees LA. i love it here


  • ok… this is my friend… Tarah Dhung. these are the pictures that show
    the process of her feminine blooming throughout the years….
    but there is this one picture that i really have to question….



    WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS HAIRDO!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!??!!?
    wait… i’m sorry… i’m sure back then you thought it was really cute and stuff…
    and you were a little girl… i’m very sorry for being insensitive….
    BUT WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS HAIRDO!!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?
    i can just picture it now… she goes to school and shows off to her classmates
    about how pretty RAD her new hairdo is…



    everybody, lets not make the same mistake that Tarah’s mother made… and NEVER EVER
    give our daughters this kinda hair… its just sad….


    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHHAHAJAJAJAJAJAJJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJ
    HAHAHAHAHAHAJAJAJAJAJJAJAAJAJJAJ (jajajajaj is spanish)


  • there are people with this amazing power
    where they walk into a room
    and fill it with the most beautiful stuff this world has to offer
    there is no reason to render this idea with chocolate and cream,
    nor buff it and shine it with abstract colors or shapes,
    cuz when she walks in
    the room lights up in flames







  • these are what memories are made of…
    sugar plumbs, butterflies and all the sweet things…
    or maybe just a snapshot of reality where
    all our insecurities are printed on paper for us to see
    white power.

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    awwwwww!!!! draw your cheerful face for jesus!!!! HECK NO!!!! i would say its cute since my church kids drew these but,
    to be honest, its pretty retarded lookin. i know that i drew better than these retards when i was in the 4th grade.



    i have nothing to say on this one… joe is a homo pedophile… i’ll pray for him







    the light… these candles… they bring me no good news at all
    it only means that another year is comin’ round the corner
    but this time… with brand new tricks




  • when the curtains close and i take a bow
    will you clap for me my angel?
    or again, will i just have to stare into a blank expression
    where you tell me nothing at all