I was advised a few times by different people of my LJ account. I can’t believe it’s been a year or so since I have written anything. I think I laid low from the internet and people in general due to the ill tempered nature the internet breeds into people. Social networks have indeed grown beyond all imaginings since when they first came out. What once seems like a peaceful novelty soon grew into an outlet for spying, gossip, and showboating. I found myself posting pictures, writing, and hanging on every comment for acceptance or just to be noticed a tiny bit in my fleeting existence. It had to end. I was checking every site constantly looking for the latest person who noticed me. I think we all passively do that from time to time. It’s the fucking internet for fucks sake. I think it’s safe to say I snapped my habit after about a year of avoiding it. I can go back to healthy writings and not dwell on it as much. I’m sure the cycle will continue but at least I’m not beating my head over it anymore.    

It would seem I stopped posting yet again. I guess I just get in these moods where I think who the fuck cares about what I have to write? Then I get to thinking….."I care about what I write damn it!"....but it never lasts long.

Once I get the new digi cam I can just post pictures and not write about anything. I love photos anyway.

It's getting quite hectic lately thus I need to blow off some steam. It would seem we "the roomies" have decided to give up our wonderful apartment since it has become too expensive to live there. A friend named Z came and by chance needed help on his business card. Turns out he owns a massive house by himself with all these empty rooms and high ceilings. He wanted to rent them out and then next thing you know……we are moving in. The drive time gets extended quite a bit but then I decided I need to start taking the train to downtown. I figure I can kick back and play my DS while I jam on the I-pod.

I've been somewhat on auto pilot these past few months. I stay at home or go out depending on if someone stops by. It would seem time is flying by. Family birthdays are constant reminders that time waits for no man. I am now the age of my step dad when he started raising me. Its kind of weird to think about.

I think I'll try to get out this weekend even though I should be packing.

VNV nations Ronan Harris is guest DJ with one of my favorite doodes Kristchan from Rottersand. Should be a good Friday if things go right. Then it's time to pack like crazy and move. I hate moving…..but it must be done.   

I've been busy yet not busy at all really. It would seem I've had a flood of people asking me…."Hey can you fix my computer?" The gears in my head started to turn. The cobwebs cleared and I decided to put together a small business. It seems to be working out pretty well. We got a really nifty card professionally printed. It came out looking like a rave flyer or something. I guess raving is in my blood, even if a certain group of people made it un-pleasurable. Hopefully this will work out and I can get the hell out of this work pattern I'm in.

I hate the idea of working…going home….working…going home. It gets to be a bit tedious at times. I find time to produce music and play a ton of video games. I go to bars; I hang out at the Asian arcade. I attend a show now and then but it never seems to fill that void. It would seem like there is something in this world I need to do before I'm fertilizer but I can not figure out what it is. I'm hoping to find it like any other red blooded human, through the ways of traveling. I'm planning on visiting my brother in Italy soon and tour Europe. People always say these types of trips build character. I think of Calvin's dad from "Calvin and Hobbes". Calvin was just trying to be a kid with a simple understanding in life but his dad wanted to build "character" ruining the simplistic nature of a kid's happiness with life. Once you breach into the realities that life has to offer, you will spend a lifetime trying to recreate or get back what you lost…….your youth.   

So tomorrow I get to find out if I have skin cancer. Not really looking forward to it. 

This little guy cheers me up though.

It's sad when your parents ask you how to customize their own Myspace.

Its also a sad world when there is a movie about Bratz teaching little girls how to be skanky slut bags all at the tender age of 5.

At least this lady is has her damn head on her shoulders.

Finally a real Journalist!

Cheers to Her!

Lets see, I saw VNV Nation. I saw DJ shadow this weekend at the Hollywood bowl. My brother turned 22 this weekend. I might get a fatty raise at work and I save $200 on my auto insurance policy with "insert company name here". Nah seriously Fuck Insurance! Who needs that crap anyway…just a way to take money from you all the time…then you end up paying some large deductible and they don’t even give you the full value of your car if its destroyed!!!

I love Robocop

I miss Carmen San Diego and Oregon Trial Games

I need to find and buy all of the "Scary Stories to tell in the Dark" books because the artwork ruled….and they still scare me.