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[Oct. 29th, 2009|12:04 am] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  creative | ] |
so...i'm not dead...in fact quite the opposite, so busy that i don't have time to die...not that i want to die, i'm fucking loving life
holy shit, i just realized how long it has been and the pleathora of events i haven't told you about...here's a summary...
-road trip through the southwest united states with my beloved monica and my also (but slightly secretely) beloved geoff. we camped in anza borrego desert (CA), sonoran desert (AZ), guadalupe mountains (TX), davis mountains (TX), seminole canyon (TX). reached austin, TX on the 3rd of july and were greeted by warm people and a local party (at the house we were staying at, who was a friend of geoff's from high school). next day...the great american holiday...in the great american state...and sure enough, partied like it was '76....1776. basically...a friend of the folks we were staying with is the son of the people who started a certain very popular book store that rhymes with order's. and these said people happened to be out of town so said son invited us to his huge mansion on lake austin and took us on their family boat, on which we proceeded to drink unprecedented amounts of the local beer ("lone star"...basically texas' PBR) and witness a huge gathering of other boaters and mostly college kids doing things you would expect to find on a girls gone wild video...minus the noodz. seriously...horrible, loud music, dry humping, beer bongs through pool noodles, vomiting off the sides of boats...true american glory. after the debauchery of the holiday we basically ate a shit load of great tacos and saw a movie at a theater where you can order food and beer WHILE YOU WATCH THE MOVIE! pretty much, austin is ace.
after austin, the return trip included camping in bottomless lakes state park (NM) just outside of roswell...which i highly discourage any of you from ever visiting for reasons too numerous to list (roswell, NM that is); santa fe national forest (NM) which was one of the most beautiful places we camped at...even though i was afraid i was going to be eaten by bears; some unknown forest in about 60 miles southeast of the grand canyon where we slept in our car out of laziness in putting up tents (drinking a bunch of beer eased the horrible discomfort of a car sleep); finally we drove about 14 hours home. being home was uncomfortable for many reasons...1. because before the trip i learned that my parents are kind of seperating (way too confusions situation to explain) so i basically blocked that out of my mind during the trip and came back to that reality 2. being in the monotonous world that is vista after seeing the beauty that the rest of the country has to offer is obviously depressing 3. despite the monotony, i realized how much i miss my friends back home and how i would have to leave them to come back to santa cruz....
bringing me to my next chapter...santa cruz... i finally transfered to UCSC. Yay! but holy shit busy time. still working at santa cruz biotechnologies (~20 hrs/week), and taking 16 units. living with allie mackie is the greatest living situation ever...
i'm surely missing alot of events but maybe i will have time to fill in the gaps...as of now i am in a steady routine of school and work, both occuring daily. but i try to keep things interesting...
to prove this...i will describe to you my 2009 halloween costume....
basically, using a shit load of cardboard and tape which will eventually be covered in paper which will be painted with a scene, i have constructed a 6 foot tall stairway. at the top of this stairway will be angels, crosses, and any other religious paraphenalia i can find. eminating constantly from this stairway will be a song so epic that it will make babies in taiwan cry when they hear "and as we wind on down the road..."
...if you haven't guessed already, i am being "stairway to heaven" for halloween...pictures will do justice...until then... |
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| sea lions in the cove |
[Jun. 19th, 2009|08:56 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  peaceful | ] |
the past few days i have been riding my bike to natural bridges state beach after work to read and take in the sun
so today i decided to go somewhere else to do my recent post-work activity
i decided to go to the santa cruz lighthouse beach, where i found a somewhat isolated cave inlet. in there i found two young california sea lions. one was sunning on the rocks while the other was surfing in the waves that fed into this cave. being that there was nobody there i decided to sit down and relax with them. i sat maybe ten feet from them at first but then i slowly got closer to them. after about an hour of moving closer and closer i basically was sitting about a foot from them as they dried themselves int he sun and napped after a day of swimming. i read my book in the company of these two juvenile sea lions.
i got a few random visitors who were exploring the cave. one group was a dude bro looking dad and his two kids. the guy lit up a joint in front of his kids (i would guess the kids were about 9 at the most) and offered me some but i declined. The next group to visit me were some mid twenties folks, two guys and two girls who were drinking beers and smoking a blunt. this time i decided to take a few hits but i was kind of bummed to see them messing with the sea lions by blowing smoke at them and poking them with sandals. once they left i got visited by a kid who was probably about 13 and asked if he could touch the sea lion but i said it is not a good idea because it is wild and might bite.
i was trying not to touch them myself because i waned to get the sea lions to really trust me. i engaged them in a battle of trust by just hanging out with them for about 2 hours. when i decided it was time for me to go i slowly attempted to feel them. one of the sea lions was pretty defensive but the other one let me feel his back and give him a little scratch on the back. i was very careful the entire time not to get too bold and always kept my eye on them because i knew that any second they might not like what i was doing.
it was really crazy to form this bond with these creatures. it was amazing how they came to trust me because when i first showed up they took defensive stances but i showed them that i was not a threat to them.
it was a very surreal experience, sitting next to two california sea lions with the waves washing into the inlet and for the most part being alone, at least in the human-human sense. it was very peaceful if you retract the interruptions.
yeah i know i'm about as tan as a bag of flour, but deal with it
and no the sea lion is not dead, just nappin' it up |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 14th, 2009|10:37 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  excited | ] |
2009 NBA champion Los Angeles Lakers!
can i get a FUCK YEAH!?!?!?! |
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| roadtrip |
[Jun. 5th, 2009|07:51 am] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| | excited | ] |
i am taking a roadtrip to austin, texas with geoff and monica at the end of the month and staying until the 4th of july at least. going to camp out in arizona and new mexico on the way there. i've never done a road trip but i am really stoked for it! |
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| fireworks |
[May. 28th, 2009|10:27 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  blown away | ] |
last night i saw animal collective at the henry miller library in big sur...outdoor, amongst towering redwood trees and only 300 people.
pretty much the greatest show/experience ever.
the entire band was hanging out before the show in the library, i could have gone up to all of them and started a conversation but i felt weird and just wanted to let them chill, but seriously it felt like a house party in the middle of the woods of big sur...only animal collective was playing/hanging out there
everyone was so stoked...you could feel the excitement in the air like a humid blanket of anticipation
my cheecks hurt from smiling in excitement |
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| the game of life is easier to win at than actual life |
[May. 24th, 2009|01:09 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  busy | ] |
i have been living with allie down by the boardwalk in santa cruz. its an amazing house, and once i am not so busy with school and work i plan to jam with my housemates more, write more music seriously and play some shows, and probably play my guitar on my porch for all the tourists that walk by.
i had a very awesome conversation with two hungarian guys last night at a party for a guy at my old house. I still love the old house but it is great to be living where i am now. But the hungarian guys were so interesting to talk to, they let me pick their brain's about hungarian culture, music, language, food, everything. I love talking to people from different cultures. They tought me how to say "thank you" and "cheers" because we were drinking some plum brandy that their father made in hungary, 52% alcohol, and i wanted to be polite. languages are amazing.
this summer i really want to go somewhere...i want to go to seattle to visit garrett, and i want to go to missouri to visit my grandparents because they are getting old and i feel like i need to know them better, and i want them to know that i am trying to be a good person and make a difference. if nothing else i want to learn about their lives growing up. i don't know how they will feel about my dreadlocks haha, but oh well.
besides those places...i don't know, i have an itch to travel but i need to get through school. I feel like once i am done with school and have worked for awhile and saved up that I just want to go nuts with traveling. i want to go to graduate/medical school but i need to do something amazing before that. time will tell. |
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| beltane |
[May. 3rd, 2009|01:17 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  drained | ] |
last night i went to this hippy rave in the middle of the woods that was labelled as a "beltane celebration"
it was mildly ridiculous but very fun to say the least
so many drug offers and drug seekers that couldn't seem to cross paths, pretty good music from the djs, bonfire heated hot tup dug into the ground (basically a hole in the ground with plastic lining and a hose that had a metal secting fed through the base of the bonfire), dancing dancing dancing bailando from sunset to sunrise, passed out in my truck like a baby and couldnt make it all night long
my whole house was there and i saw random people i know, it was awesome |
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| music for all |
[Apr. 23rd, 2009|10:45 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| | rejuvenated | ] |
where to begin...
-coachella was terrible...and by terrible, i mean fucking horrible...and by fucking horribale i mean the complate opposite of what i just said...seriously, it was amazing
-my bloody valentine was the closest thing to a religious experience i have had in awhile, absolutely mind blowing...so fucking loud, i hope all the people who didn't know them and didn't wear earplugs who were just waiting for the cure have hearing loss...the ten minute "holocaust" noise thing they did was the loudest thing i have ever experienced and i loved how uncomfortable so many people were, i could feel sound waves pusling in my body (completely sober by the way)
-every band i saw was amazing...i saw:
Friday: alberta cross, el gran silencio, cage the elephant, people under the stairs, feliz da housecat, m. ward (did a cover of rollover beethoven that blew my mind), the black keys, the bug featuring warrior queen, leonard cohen (still fucking rocking even though he is 74), beirut, paul mccartney (sooo surprised by his act, i thought he would be lame but he was so good and played a good amount of beatles songs)
Satrudary: Dr. dog (officially the band from coachella who i have decided that i need to listen to more), walked by henry rollins just to hear and see his epic failureness (he was doing stand up comedy...thats right...henry rollins...stand up comdey...coachella...fail), michael franti and spearhead, calexico (fucking played as the sun was setting, perfect), fleet foxes (can't even describe how good), band of horses, the checmical brothers, gang gang dance (fucking party)
Sunday: okkervil river, fucked up (mosh pit barefoot, act I), brian jonestown massacre, murder city devils (mosh pit barefoot, act II and by far one of the funnest shows i have seen at coachella), devendra banhart, MY BLOODY VALENTINE!!!!!! (SONIC FUCKING ORGASM!!!!!), throbbing gristle, the cure
i cant wait until next year...i love that festival so much
then monday when we got home this band called philosophy of soul was staying at my house and they jammed for us and they were fucking amazing, listen to them on myspace, they were one of my housemates friends and i was so impressed
and finally, i need to get my musical shit together because im tired of continually dreaming of playing in front of people and not acting on those dreams, i want to make music, i will make music, you will listen... |
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| supercalifragilisticexpialidocious...seriously, what the fuck does that mean? |
[Mar. 18th, 2009|07:58 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  confused | ] |
well, i guess alot has happened lately...
-moved into my new house and it is so far really awesome and i expect it to continue to be that way, i live with like 5 other guys and they are all really interesting and cool, i'm definitely alot happier here than i was at my old place, plus i'm really close to downtoan santa cruz so thats an extra bonus
-i'm going to coachella all three days and i can't wait...i'm pretty much going to work as much as possible unhtil then to save up money
- i have the green machine back in commision, but i'm trying not to drive too much because i can't really afford it
-i didn't have internet for 2 weeks while i was living up here but i just got it working yesterday and i'm stoked
-midterms have been kicking my ass but i'm almost done, and soon i'll be done witht his semester, and soon i'll be at UCSC, and soon i'll be done with that, and soon i'll have to figure out my next move...and a long ways away within that time frame i need to remember to have fun...or maybe not a long ways away, but for a long time
-going home for spring break april 11th-19th
-i need to experience the beautiful nature of this area, i have been in the city for too long and need a break of serenity from complication |
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| monica and i love weird spanish language songs |
[Feb. 8th, 2009|08:31 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Hear It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| | "el mechon"-banda ms | ] |
ok, so this is going to sound fucking ridiculous but i'm too happy to care...
our story begins with me eating at las palmas taqueria in santa cruz, ca. as i'm enjoying my burrito, i hear a song come on the radio that is so fucking catchy that i almost feel like getting up and dancing. i contemplated asking the people who worked there if they knew what it was called but i felt like that would be weird. so anyways i left and had the song stuck in my head all day. this was yesterday by the way. and so today of course i still have the song in my head so i try to use the help of google to find out this song. i searched for about 3 hours. i was at a disadvantage because this is a song i know none of the lyrics too in a language i don't know too well. the only part i could remember was the chorus and so i tried to guess at what they were saying. i searched high and low, and finally found it...
i present to you...el mechon...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KuG1RjeftM&feature=related
yeah i know it sucks you have to open the link, but fuck it is worth it i think...actually you will probably think im nuts but like i said, too catchy to care
p.s. i really want to drink copious amounts of tequila and dance like an idiot at a mexican wedding, ahorita! |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 26th, 2009|06:12 am] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  restless | ] |
since alot of my friends have recently posted one sentence entries, i thought i would too. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 22nd, 2009|10:34 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  ecstatic | ] |
yeah...sold out....
BUT I'M GOING!!!!!!
i can't even begin to describe how fucking excited i am about this...
i just realized that it is hard to read because the picture is small so i will break it down...animal collective is playing outdoors in big sur at the henry miller library with some very special guest and only 300 tickets were sold...
special thanks to david for the heads up about the show and to monica for patiently waiting online until noon to buy the tickets right when they went on sale
jsdhgosuiytatljahtuiy895745yt4nm!!!!@#$%^&*()-_=+`~ |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 20th, 2009|07:50 pm] |
today some kids in downtown santa cruz were begging as i walked by them, and their line was "Obama's not the only one who wants change"...and it hit me like 5 seconds after they said it and i started laughing really hard and i told them that i didn't have any but to keep using that line and it will work, it was classic.
speaking of which, today was unfathomably historic. i watched the inauguration at monica's although she unfortunately was in class. this will definitly be something i look back on and tell my children and grandchildren. epic. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 11th, 2009|07:30 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  anxious | ] |
oh the joy of room for rent hunting...
so i decided that my living situation is basically shit because my landlord is obsessively clean, i'm bored out of my mind in the house i'm in, i'm like 12 miles out of downtown which makes for a really long bus ride to work everyday, and i'm paying too much for al of the above.
i went and checked out a place ont he westside of santa cruz, really close to downtown, victorian style house, really awesome housemates who are ecology grad students/musicians, an environment i would love to be part of.
a girl from my work who is also looking for housing showed up at the same time as i did to see the place, awkward competition. I haven't heard fromt he guy even though i told him i was very interested and he told me i seemed like a good fit.
just want to get this over with, live somewhere awesome, affordable, and start experiencing all that this city has to offer instead of scraping by on the desolate outskirts, often feeling alone and isolated.
on another note, fuck the pittsburg steelers!!! |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 22nd, 2008|11:34 pm] |
i've almost gone too far with how much i love this movie...and i say almost because it can never really go too far...
remind me never to have enough time to do something like this but to always appreciate others who do |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 17th, 2008|08:18 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  hungry | ] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Hear It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| | Fleet Foxes- "Blue Ridge Mountains" | ] |
here is how my day went in chronological order:
12:00 AM - still studying for calculus III and physics final (since 12:00 pm tuesday)
12:30 AM - done studying, time for bed
1:30 AM - finally start falling asleep, having quelled the racing thoughts in my head of triple integrals, surface integrals, projectile motion, simple harmonic motion, waves, conservation of momentum (angular and translational), etc...
5:15 AM - wake up to get ready to catch a bus to school (no time for shower, just dressing and eating)
5:45 AM - walking 1/2 mile to bus stop in 33 degree cold
6:10 AM - arrive at school where the sun has not yet risen and there are no students walking around the campus, a very eerie "28 days later" feeling
6:15 AM - vigorously studying and trying to cram as much calculus formulas and concepts into my brain as possible
6:50 AM - begin calculus exam
9:55 AM - finish calculus exam, begin walking to physics class
10:00 AM- begin physics exam
12:50 PM - finish physics exam
12:55 PM - the realization of conclusion begins to set in, though my brain is too numbed to comprehend it all at once
1:20 PM - catch bus to work (which i didn't actually have to go to but felt i needed to get my mind off the exams), only to realize i could make more money selling back my books so i get off and return on a bus to school
2:15 PM - having sold my books back and recieved $150 (the best i have ever done for book buybacks), take a bus home
3:00 PM - enjoy the most rewarding peanut butter and jelly sandwich ever
3:30 PM - hardcore nap begins (more like an in bed loss of consciousness to mental exhaustion)
5:30 PM - 12 hours after waking up in the dark, i have again woken up...in the dark
6:30 PM - begin conversation with parents about how my new job has been going, why i haven't been able to communicate because of my busy schedule, my plans for visiting during the holidays, various other things
8:30 PM - end conversation
8:50 PM - post tediously long chronoligical explanation about the events of my day |
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| poem for spoiled milk |
[Dec. 14th, 2008|10:48 am] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  disappointed | ] |
this morning i tasted my milk and realized it had gone bad
now i have a bad taste in my mouth and im feeling kind of sad
luckily i went to the store yesterday and bought a new gallon
otherwise id feel as lame as a joke from jimmy fallon |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 13th, 2008|11:30 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| | drained | ] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Hear It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| | Andrew Bird | ] |
it doesn't get any better... |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 4th, 2008|11:03 pm] |
| [ | Just 'Cause You Feel It Doesnt Mean Its There |
| |  thoughtful | ] |
all i ask is...
realize how historically significant this day is. |
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