Pounding with Techno

Partied hard last night, almost too hard, but I survived.
Just got back from seeing Juno.
One word, Genius.














PS: Fritz the Cat on DVD. You rock Spike.

List O' Gifts

1. a sleeping bag, mini tent, binoculars, gloves, scarf, pocket knife, first aid kit, hiking boots
2. Osmosis Jones, Die Hard 4, The Simpsons Movie
3. cool little backpack, some cd's, "On the Road" by Jack Kerovac, backpacking books
4. (and the coolest of them all) Playboys from 1976

so I'm definitely going backpacking soon if anyone wants to come, I've got some great trails from one of the books I got.

PS: thank you maya, these rock

Only 5 more sleeps till

KREEESMASSS
oh yesh.

anyway, feeling much better

I watched Die Hard an insane amount of times. I have a sickness I guess.

I really would like to watch Scrooged and Muppet Christmas Carol but none of the local movie stores have them... I'm too late.
I also don't have the Elvis Christmas album nor the Beach Boys Christmas album
no fun.

Should be a good Christmas. I should be back at work by Saturday anyway.

yay?

PS: Sweeney Todd at Midnight (hopefully)

Sick as a dog.

I haven't been this sick in a while.
I hardly ever get sick. So whenever I'm this sick I get nervous.
My medical history isn't long, but what's on it isn't good.
-blood poisoning
-pneumonia twice
-broken wrist (lol)

I blame The Shop. Fuck that venue.

I scrounged up a funny comic my friend Kalena made.








I'm sure you have to click on it to make it bigger.
(that's what she said.)

The "nazi" Shop Show

So basically, "The Loners Club" needs work.
Definitely never plugging in again, I just couldn't hear anything but my guitar.
We'll figure it out. I guess it could have been worse. We could've sounded like "Pet Sounds"....
















I looked fucking good though.
Spike is going to get laid very very soon.
I also never knew there was a way to make drums experimental and artistic.
And the Shop must draw the attention of Nazis cause the swastikas were a little much.
Kassi is so cute and shy, especially for someone who has been on stage and played more than I have.

PS: Secret Santa this year will be fun.
PSS: I FUCKING HATE MY PARENTS TO THE CORE OF MY BEING.

When We Go

I made this for the band "A Pack Of Wolves".
I am now holding the actual cd case with this exact picture on it and I'm still stunned.
The cd is being sold all over the internet and my art is being shared along with it.
Don't get me wrong, the band is the real reason you should buy the cd, they are amazing.
They're the most original sound I've heard in a long time.
It's so very cool.

Tomorrow I play at the Shop with Kas. We'll do pretty well I think. The fact is I don't really care either way. All we're doing now is playing covers until we get a sound and write some more stuff.

I'm just happy I've been keeping busy these past few days. I feel like the sword of Damocles is just above me and is ready to drop and kill my social life at any moment.

Gotta Loves It

Had a very good day yesterday.

Went to the JC and got all the information I could ever want.
Got my classes scheduled.
Monday+Wednesday:
ART 2.1
10:30am-12:00pm
Italian 1
5:00pm-7:00pm

Did a fun photoshoot with Kat.
She's really talented.

Determination

I'm pretty determined right now. Looking over all this JC stuff. I think I may have started a little late it feels like. No matter. I'll figure it out. I'll set up a meeting with a counceler and get those units and get ready for Italy. I'm saving enough money as it is.

I just wanna fast forward. I'm in slow motion right now.

There are so many big things happening; nothing's going to get in my way. It's as simple as that.
Go on... try me.
PS:

Not So Silent Night

Here's a picture of me and Tom Peloso from Modest Mouse.
I also got an autograph and met Eric Harvey from Spoon.
No one knew who Spoon was so when they went on it was dead silent...
except for me.
I sang along with every song and yelled "Have another beer!" every chance I got.
They were obviously intoxicated, which made them that much cooler.
(Also, the keyboardist told me Britt Daniel, the singer, went to see Darjeeling Limited after the show. SO FUCKING COOL)

Other fond memories include the incredibly drunk bitch yelling "IT'S MY BIRTHDAY" over and over, making some friends in the pit, yelling "Blink 182" at Tom Delonge, and hugging the security guard.

Thanks Live 105.

Static Age

Spring semester is almost here.
I think I'd like to go back to school just for the fact that I can go back to doodling during a lecture or something. I've made some awesome stuff that way. I miss senior year just because I got to doodle non-stop. It was a joke.
But now I sit looking at my sketchbook and seeing nothing but attempts to make something "artsy". But I don't wanna do that, I wanna sketch out a mess of shit like this again:
















I did that during detention (out of the three I had my entire high school career).
So hopefully Japan will start the art in me again and then Italy will just be the icing on the cake.

And it looks like it's all working out pretty well.

inspiration find me.

I've got too many ideas to put down on one piece of paper or write in one blog. They come and go so quickly nowadays. I wanna write three screenplays; one about the kid faking a fatal disease, one about two guys who go off to find adventure, and one like the stereotypical teenage high school party night. And then I have ideas for short animations; one with a spin on the elves and the shoemaker, and one about an elderly woman in a nursing home.

Not to mention I still haven't written my Aliens graphic novel or even drawn in a while.

I just need to sit in a coffee shop and write. Just write any ideas in full.

We'll see.

PS: Tokyo, Japan = $2000
Florence, Italy = $9000
Having studied and traveled to two ends of the earth before I'm even 21 = priceless

PSS:

Eager Faces

Me and Jaime
















I recently saw a video of a kid opening a Nintendo 64 and literally flipping out. He was going nuts in the most zany, cartoony way. I then saw a remix in which they made a techno song out of his yelps and cries of joy. I then realized... who didn't flip out this way when they got what they so eagerly desired. Everyone had that moment somewhere in their childhood in which they anticipated something and got exactly what they wanted.

I wish life was always like that

But I'm sure the only way that can happen is if the things we desire are a simple as a plastic entertainment box.

Annadel Mist

This misty morning I jumped out of bed and hit the trail by my house.
It was fantastic. It was an eerily warm mist.
I followed some rabbits off the trail to one of their holes, but unlike Alice, I was too big to fit down.
After reaching Lake Ilsanjo I went off the trail yet again to find about a dozen deer. I followed them and as they grazed I realized I was surrounded. They got incredibly close to me. It was really peaceful.

KREESMAASS

So I guess it's that lame month again where American consumerism turns into a giant flaming ball of disease and destroys this land. Whenever asked I always say I don't want anything. Which is true, I don't want anything. I don't want some stupid little trinket that will go in some corner and cramp up my room more. I obviously won't be taking it with me when I go. So just don't get me anything. I'm definitely one of those annoying people who pride over the fact they aren't materialistic. Get over it.

Anyway, here are the places I'm going:
1. Tokyo














2. Florence, Italy














3. Yosemite

Sugarloaf Part Duex

This time I brought a friend. Naomi. The Nome.
She's a badass muthafucka and we conquered some serious shit.
Yep. There was danger, mystery, and suspense. We visited rock formations and climbed a waterfall. We made and left history on those rocks.
My pocket knife is still there somewhere. Maybe it'll be found 1000 years from now by other life forms. That's fun to think about.
But anyway, it was great, I now have a hiking buddy.
So expect more within the next month or two (she's going to Kilimanjaro soon, OMG).



















PS:This looks amazing....

Fashion Mojo

Because I'm bored I thought I'd travel back in time and look at some old photos.
I started looking at my fashion tastes and what-not.
Pretty enteresting.

Sophomore Year 2004-05
Jean Jacket, punk/band t-shirt
that hat.
























Junior Year 2005-06
sleeveless jean vest
bowl hair-cut























Junior Summer
Express clothes
shorter hair
























Senior Year 2006-07
I never wore that jacket.. EVER.























This is what I wore senior year
black hoodie + beanie
























Now:
Fashion Mojo.

Partayay

Seriously one of the best parties I've ever been too (let alone have at my own house).
Truly bonded with my friends.
One of those special life changing things that made me realize what sort of friends I have and how unbelievably hard it will be to replace them.
Love to all my naked buddies.

Food Baby

Call the doctor, I'm having a "food baby".
So much food... so very good.
I spent the thanks(for)giving(me a full belly) with my silly cousins in the city.
I'm glad I didn't invite any friends, not that they'd be able to come anyways, but no one could get as loud or keep up with any of us if they tried.
I wish I could go to the poker party but as it turns out I'm having one of my own (minus the poker and replaced by 'kings cup').

PS:

WorkWorkWork

Some serious insanity down at Whole Foods.
I wake up every morning and just can not get myself up.
I have to set my alarm 2 hours early cause it takes me so long to get going.
But on my weekends, where I can sleep in as much as I want, I'm sleepless and wake up early and can't fall back. I'm going MAD.

But it could be worse, I could be living with my parents.

... oh shit that's right.


PS: much needed party on its way.

The Loners Club

Kas and I started an acoustic/violin duet. Our songs include a couple of special covers and a jam sesh since we've been a little too busy to write anything real.

Other Projects:

1. Spike and I have our 4-5 minute film for his film class
2. Spike wants to start an electronic/rock band
3. Moving/Getting kicked out
4. Living through the holidays at work
5. Tokyo, Japan
6. Juggling a couple of classes this spring semester
7. Screenplay


It's gonna be a fun couple of months!

PS: Winter's coming ... did you bring your coat?

Hollahdaze.

Pretty much a mix of emotions, mostly fear of losing my mind. I just have to keep busy.
Other than the harsh seven work days straight I'm about to jump into I'm doing rather well.
I'm starting to budget my life a little more (no more random trips to Disneyland or expensive computers). But I'm hoping to be sharing a pad or keeping my own by Spring.

I need a camping trip this weekend. Somewhere far north on the beach so we can go hiking in the morning or something. Yes, I'm obsessed with hiking. If you'd like to get into hiking too you should contact me cause I go nuts on that stuff.

PS:

Sugarloaf Ridge

Some great sites today.
And some terrifying ones.
Skulls and bones.
Forest of Bees.
Hopping fences.
And my deer friend returned. I think he's my guardian.

DJ Horseboy

Here's a couple of pictures from a Whole Foods partay.
Another partay, from which I have no photos of, I DJ'd under the name "Horseboy". I intend on continueing my passion for playing loud and bangin' music for drunk peoples enjoyment.
If that one guy wasn't so drunk, I could have gotten another gig, but it turns out this fellow couldn't remember his address whilst "wasted".

Soup Night

You wish you had friends like these. We really need to find a place where we can be as incredibely loud as possible cause we end up raising hell wherever we go. Hopefully soup night (or whatever other food we crave night) will continue.
Tomorrow is my Sugarloaf Ridge hike. Pix n' shizzle.

Mt. Saint Helena

One of our "liberal" high school English teachers gave the class an assignment to take a hike or walk somewhere outside the touch of man. While the entire class moaned at the blight of this assignment, my pal Johnny and I were ecstatic. We're always talking about climbing mountains and here comes the chance to do and have a reason for doing it. Once we got to Mt. St. Helena we almost immediately left the trail and journeyed up the slope where we saw more breathtaking sights than if we had stayed on the normal road. There were points where we were afraid we'd never find a path back down. This is what I love to do the most.