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the shins, belle and sebastian with the LA philharmonic orchestra last night with nannoo, kelly and denise. i miss my old friends :’c

off to the bay! woot!

what keeps him going are the small things she pops out from the rabbit hat. invisible hands that tender and deal the truth no one could ever muster before. the traps of daily life are transcending, but her comfort provides a true escape. and not a placebo.

tomorrow night the house will be alone again, when the parents fly back to the jungles of manila. the whispers of summer years come and gone bequeath sleepy nights, voices trapped in worn footsteps and stories kept in memories. someday the house might forget, but as long as there’s a dream silently running through it’s soliloquy, it’s job is complete until the next day.

the drone of wanting, echoes through the walls of bigger dreams. when he dreams. when he’s awake. he needs you, miss kat. he loves you.

my threshold of absolute boredom is being tested.

i want to run. do something crazy. paint? maybe write music. but today is weird – the boredom seems to have latched onto myself like a leech, sapping all the interest in anything that i can muster. never really felt it before. normally i’d have pangs of cleaning, or making some new knick knack. admittedly i still have half-projects laying around my room (grammar?), but these are on hiatus for necessary supplies.

i need more friends. :’c

today, is officially my last day as a consultant with my firm. wow.

beck was an awesome show at the wiltern! the vibe was different, might i even dare say that the crowd wasn’t typical los angeles snubbery. or maybe it’s cos everyone around me actually paid attention to the show and weren’t acting like the normal idiots i get surrounded with when i watch shows. except for that girl in front of me who started the night by rubbing her butt on JJ and eventually started to dance like a crackhead half of the night. beck was an awesome awesome show though, lots of fun indeed!! i would explain but of course it’s never the same after the fact.. anyway..

happy birthday to my hero who makes-out in the restrooms of NASA, nannoo nazzal :)

i just placed my order for an initial set of neodymium discs. the NiMH batteries and ball bearings just arrived in the mail today. i’m picking up the acrylic and masonite from the shop this saturday. my bedroom is starting to turn into a workshop slash mad scientist lab :D i love my plankton!!

king benny just left my room, after a half hour of ‘the talk’. i don’t know if the trembles are of excitement or fear, but i really feel like there’s something spectacularly grand about his underlying endeavors. not in the obvious lines of his vision, but more along the lines of a running patriarch opening doors for generations, an astute frizel of common sense amongst a sea of fools. not playing by rules of capitalistic greed that so easily corrupt our souls, but by games of hard work, common sense, unwavering core values and the occasional exploitation of good luck.

he may fart at the dinner table and occasionally have bad breath, but he’s still the real king, nonetheless.

my ten day vacation now slowly grinds to a close. although i’m not as disenchanted with work as i was a few weeks ago, i wouldn’t be surprised if the drawl starts sucking the life out of me in the weeks to come. but i must admit, i’m refreshed and in a better suite to do what me gots to dos. hai-yah!

meanwhile, i’m neck deep in a few knick-knack projects inspired by my partner-in-crime. currently working on an early and possibly most awesome nostalgic birthday present i’ve ever gotten. researching the remote and servos for that one. for the other project, i special ordered some acrylic and masonite today, and am currently researching neodymium that i should be assembling over the next weekend. sounds like fun! hello, summer!!

BFD was a good show. wolfmother and franz ferdinand have confirmed themselves on my personal list of must-see acts. the strokes were okay, but i have a feeling we just caught them on an off-day. i took massively sick pictures of wolfmother but my camera got confiscated a few bands thereafter when security determined that my lenses were detachable. that’s fine, i got what i wanted. nothing that a cold fat glass of corona can’t fix :)

i’m taking the next week off from work to catch up on life as a vegetable, live music whore, pseudo photographer, and other random what-nots.

prepping up now for the long drive back to the city of angels through highway 1 along the coast. the partner-in-crime and i are pretty damn stoked!!!!

i got an unexpected phone call during the day, and found myself pacing rapidly outside the atrium. the cubicle farm with a view must have thought i was a crackhead.

i always find it amusing when you’re so involved with a task, that you begin to drown out both the outer world and the silver lining between the environment and yourself. it’s a wonderful detachment. those days when you forget who you are and where you are headed because you’re so immersed in what you’re doing. but when somebody unexpectedly pulls you out of the water it’s either one of two things – the relieving gasp of air that hits your face, or the jolt of panic slithering through your veins knowing you’re in deep doggie doo doo. either which way, you realize that you’ve been underwater. better than not knowing at all, i guess.

i know a lot of people who like hiding behind their walls of contentment. judgmental against anything other than their portioned sliver of sunshine. but at what point do you really believe, that you’re in the right place where you want to be? for all the comforts that we all seek, can be earmarks of accomplishment and taints of fallible circumstance all at once.