Winter Brake

Forecast:
fucking cold all the fucking time w. a chance of snow at any moment.

I am thankful for the invention of the electric fireplace.
I really, really dont like winter. Being cool all the time is really straining.

My plan is to do some reading but i cannot access the library until I pay the 43.00 fine on my card and then get a new card as mine was stolen/lost.

Winter destinations:
SLC
Las Vegas
Little Ceasers w. James

Geoduck (gooeyduck) vs. Jellycat

Interview with the Vampire is the both the start and end of anything concerning vampires being cool or entertaining.

Addendum: Blade


At owijimaya today:
Saw the $90.00 hello kitty pillow that I want to ask for -for X-mas
bought a bottle of sake the size of a large baby
got 7 different kinds of cookies
touched geoduck and couldnt stop
Jakob bought an industrial 20lb. bag of imperial jasmine rice.

Please Follow Me

To shadow another is to give him, in fact, a double life, a parallel existence. Any commonplace existence can be transfigured (without one's knowledge), any exceptional existence can be made commonplace. It is this effect of doubling that makes the object surreal in its banality and weaves around it the strange (eventually dangerous?) web of seduction

-Jean Baudrillard (1983)

Iznt dis wut U call BLOGGING???

-Vera (2009)

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AND that is one of my current research topics. Here is what I am doing for my NCUR research project.

I didnt take this photo. I wasnt there. BUT even better I came across this on someone's FACEBOOK and was rather enchanted by the various levels of screens in this image.



RESEARCH TOPIC: AGE OF THE WORLD SCREEN!!!!!!!
its about to get serious.

HARVEST

It is Friday night- which means im working @ the hostel.
Which means im bored surfing the net
which means its time to blog
which means----....

Thanksgiving
Just me and Jakob @ the house this weekend.
Jakob looked up Thanksgiving on WIKI- as it is a holiday foreign to him. I dont really know anything about thanksgiving either. I learned it is a harvest celebration. Which makes sense becuse the natives love to give thanks to nature for shit like a good harvest or a fat turkey or not having venerial disease.

Which means we got supppper drunk on Wednesday

Shuffleboard @ the cantebury which was preceded by the drinking of a variety of beverages.

Me and Will are a really great team except when we have to play other people who are actually good at the game so then things get serious and its hard to be serious about bar sports. One guy wouldnt let the 4 of us play only if we challenged him and won. I dont think that is fair because if i am going to spend my 2QAURTERs then I want to play WHO I WANT TO PLAY WITH not play someonw who I know will win no matter what. if he wants people to challenge him he really should be putting the quarters in. Or maybe this isnt how it works. What do I know about aracade etiquette. Surely there is a forum for it somewhere on the WWW.

wokeup thursday hungover. went for a walk in the rain to madrona. napped then
FOOD TIME!
Thank you Jackie for the delicious and labourious meal you prepared for me.
I drank lots of sangria. I felt a bit drunk I asked christina how many glasses before I should expect to be drunk- her reply
"3 wine bongs will usually do the job"
Ah how I miss dorm life with christina. I really dont think my binge drinking is up to the same level as it was back then.

Then went over to see DE-BOIZ
Hayden was pretty much in a coma
Cael was eating handfull's of turkey
Will eating some kind of biscuit sandwich with cranberry sauce and cheese
Matt obviously the most drunk out of everyone disapearing every 10 minutes and returning increasingly intoxicated each time
And things were only getting better when rob took the remainder of the cranberry sauce (can shape still visible) and proceded to eat it without using utensils and mostly just mouth.
This also led to a whip cream fight between me rob and will.
This was fun times minus- smelling like cream the rest of the night which seems delicious- but really isnt after a few hours. and I also got cream in my phone and now it does not work nearly as well.
Need a new phone soon anyways so ill just pee on it sometime soon or something.

DAD + INTERNET = <3

Due to the steep decline of our economy my dad has been on unemployment on and off a couple times over the past year. For the first time in perhaps 15 years my dad has had the opportunity to do what every lazy asshole in the US has been doing for the past 15 years- and that is learning the ins and out + & - of the computer world. Dad had some catching up to do. Up to now he was wholly disconnected with the cyber realm and basically from reality in general. but alas YOUTUBE GOOGLE! DAD has entered a new world. information is now readily available. so now he needs (real) human interaction perhaps even less than before which is saying a lot.
First he was telling me links of youtube videos I should watch ie- Eric Bourdon, rolling stones, Eric Clapton etc etc.

Now we enter into the second quarter of unemployment- moms bringing home the bacon and dad is musing over the wonders of websites that detail politics in the worst way: MICHAEL MOORE documentaries. even better than real information!

Last night at like 11 pm my mom calls. She really picks the best times to call so I have to sober up and talk to her.
-Hi mom I got off work early- just making food. blah blah.
-oh okay today we had the neighbors over for dinner and your dad talked to them about his thoughts on the michael moore documentaries he found on youtube.

i dont know how this works out given my dads lean towards the republican party. now he is drunk and watching youtube videos. I hear him yell something from the other room and my mom hands him the phone.
We talked about London and art and that transitioned to my dad talking about a contemporary pop- dance performance that he found online. apparently its really interesting new thing (probably happened 50 years ago) but the point is that London has great things going on like this performance art. Thanks dad i could not have imagined that given this I spent six months there this year.

I am trying to tell my dad that perhaps we can compare our ten top fav websites another time- when im not climbing into the crossfade. minus the latter section of that clause. and then my mom comes back takes the phone, luckily and says his time is up.

blows my mind how people can live together for so long and have a functional relationship. Is it about sacrifices or just giving in and realizing that you love someone whose favorite pastime is getting drunk and watching propaganda on the WWW ? further- I am a product of their co-existence. at work blogging. exactly.

PAVEMENT AT SASQUATCH !@@##$$%% STEPHEN MALKMUS IS MY INDIE DAD ive decided. HYPOTHETICALLY If i had a dad in the music world it would be MALKMUS FO SHO.

JAM SESSION

Im sick. I wouldnt even be surprised if I had swine flu given that my roommmate robin buys like ten pounds of meat every week out refridgerator has become a incubation tank for disease. YUM!
Halloweener was good. Mine and Gill's Costume of Wayne and Garth was a surprising success. Surprising and uncanny. This is probably not a good thing. So I had to change it up the next night be Russian New Money on Saturday. This involved lots o' fur, gold, and heavy makeup. Im proud of my heritage and its inability to cope with money and taste simulatenously. Something I could go into more detail with but I think once I post some pics it will make more sense.

Been thinking about art a lot. Im really into Jeff Koons art- which i refrenced in a past blog. He was a topic of discussion in my bussiness of art class. I feel few people understand the value of his artwork. Trash and commodity in a post-modern consumer culture- that pretty much sums it up. If anyone wonders why I love the following:
Hello Kitty
Stuffed Animals
cat posters/calendars
Images from Romance Novels
or any cute knickknack for that matter.

It can be summed up in the work of Jeff Koons. I am obsessed with pop-culture and the trash culture it perpetuates and this is realized in his art. Im glad we found eachother.

On that note I am planning a trip with Jakob to Las Vegas for New Years where are all my Trashy American Dreams can be realized.

Time 2 RAGE

The most fun will be had this weekend on the car ride back from PDX.

because all the substances will have been consumed. the amenities will have been used.

Gill will undoubtedly be talking in the baby voice about something that happened to her the night prior.

Jackie will be focusing on some goal in her mind and telling us odd bits of it that requires our participation.

Gloria will be saying that she is never drinking again and needs to go to the gym or run a marathon.

And I will sleep through all of this after consuming at least 4-5 doughnuts.

We are all very goal orientated people.

Currently at the hostel. Need to stop drinking the coffee. feel kinda sweaty and dizzy.

Garagefest tomorrow

Lil' Angel

Plush Toys

I am in the process of my stuffed animal collection. I just bought 2 stuffed animals from IKEA. cats. twins. with slit eyes more asian than cat-like. I like their creepy properties.

I plan to sew things onto them and perhaps re-arange some limbs etc. This is not a glimpse into some odd fetish that I may have. In fact this is an emerging art form which I am taking part in. Kitsch pop-art----perhaps.

I had a thought today to double major in visual culture/textiles for grad school. Is a double major possible in Grad School.

I can then get a PHD in Beanie Baby conservation and Curation.

Art in a MATERIAL WORLD

a visual essay.
Thesis:
The lol cat is calling all the other art into question

BACK 2 SKOOL

my space bar is detached this makes for some unusual spacing not intended for any effect.

Also should be reading right now for class not blogging.

New roommate yet again---but i think its not going to work cause he got upset that I was doing laundry at midnight. this is not entirely unreasonable. But it is when your schedule is like mine. he is a 9-5er. and french. and a bro.i think. lots of cologne that has no semblance of human endorphins but rather chemical ones- refer to 4th and Pike corner near A&F.

The change of seasons brings with it inevitable nostalgia for me. When fall comes I always think about my Freshman year at SU. and the weather this year is in particular accordance to that which it was that year. Lots of things about me have changed but at them same time perhaps not.



Been working lots. yet the moneys do not appear to be abundant.

Classes this term slightly a bummer. one teacher cant lecture and is painfully awkward. Another did her PHD in basket weaving study and speaks continuously of her affinity for the craft. or is it an art? art or artifact.
and biznis of art makes me wish i went to another school altogether where my major was actually recognized!! my senior synthesis is not synthesizing shit! I have decided thatI am going to put together my own senior project and create a research file. TOPIC : TBA

Feztival countdown- 2 months. willy's big day.


get your fez ready.

Harajuku Tranny at Danica's house. coke use and coconut cups. sounds like a party right?

oiii

also a Jakob quote
"Yeah. Ny butt is fucking brill-yant"

RIGHT?

Me and nikki had our big day off together today.

I really wanted a scent that smelled like Grapefruit. Im realling digging this citrus smell currently. bitter and sweet. so we looked up a place that mixed smells and scents in oils or perfumes. took about a 1.5 hour bus ride to this location only to see that in its place now sits a law-office. appoarently this place had been closed for two years now. so we went to a danish bakery instead. Nikki got a Danish. I got cookies for the roommates. Jakob got a crown because he is the Sweedish prince. Kate a penguin. Johnny a camel. which he happens to smoke.

then we went to the henry art museum. because the SAM had a cost. a cost in a time where free displays of well established art are far more appealing than paying almost twenty dollars for a half-assed exhibit at the Seattle Art Museum. If it was bad i didnt lose anything but the time spent there. instead my money was spent on hamburgers.

so it was a particuarly nice day. the weather was in agreement today. having days off warrants mini-vacay tine. even after only working less than a month.

Levi's payday tomnorrow. paycheck number 1.
1st one in almost a YTD.
year to date total----- negative.
But TGIF! the theme for me matt and will tomorrow.

Yourope men

I probably have to be in a foreign country for people to be interested in the dumb shit I do.

But little do you know I do lotso dumb shit right here at home!
I cant write unless I feel that people are reading. Like I physically cant get thoughts together unless I have an audience in mind. This probably says something about me. Like when I black out I fall asleep - this is kind of the same thing.
I obviously do not put 'Self-Starter' on my resumes.

I went home to SLC and it was great fun. Had some adventures with Taylor which left us in a hotel room at 3am on a tuesday night with 3 young men from Switzerland. High as balls. I pulled tayler out of there in time. but forgot my keys. so after the a close escape i had to throw rocks at their window to retreive the keys. Tayler proceded to give about thirty more hugs before I was pulling her out the door. For some it is difficult to say no to European Men. Thanks to a number or factors- I tend to not buy their shit. Living with Jakob has really helped this aspect.

He did try to teach me and Gill to be sexy one night. its like teaching a monkey how to use a toilet futile. but the effort was highlarious.

Dropped my phone in the toilet- as per usual.

Going home today!

Es El See

SLC

SAlt Lake City
Shitty

The bane of my youth. Now im going back and looking forward to it. Seeing JAmes and Tayler is a joy initself.

The bar scene in Salt Lake is intriguing. PLUs im seeing dead weather with TAyler.

This blog is gay-o

Today was a very special day. Court and a job interview in one day.

Both went okay arguably

Art Cock

Its the Freakin Weekend.

Since not having employment or school the weekend makes little to no difference. Except for the fact that it is other peoples weekend as well.

Art Walk last night- vastly disappointing. This is not the perspective of an art snob but rather any human being with immediate ability to smell shit would be able to detect its pungent properties among 98% of the art displayed there. I find it difficult to understand how people are artists for a living when they hold about as much creative aptitude as a brick.

The one artist that i find the most confusing is the man who looks like he was a tag-along of the Hell's Angels and somehow made his way to art. At each art walk his art is displayed and he is standing by a large bowl of cheez-its drinking a carton of buttermilk. There is also a huge phallus lamp on display in his studio. hopefully this was crafted by him. this time there were baby photos and a benefit for another artist who had died in a motorcycle accident. I guess he was not the only one who strayed from outlaw to artist. And ended up to no surprise in Seattle. My faith in the Seattle art community is dwindling.

Welcome to the Reading List

Blogspots are pretty good property- if you enjoy sharing something with reeping no benefits other than the feedback of people who you usually talk to on a daily basis anyhow. Or maybe someone other than Nikki will end up reading this.

So ironically, following the positing of my last blog, I received a phone call from my father while I was eating Dim Sum in the ID.
First of all The Purple Dot- you may know it as the purple dragon exploding out of an egg restaurant- really yumsterrrr. Nikki made the point that there was lots of Asians there so it must actually be good Chinese food. I would have to agree.

Okay back to dad convo- Dad received a very horrifying piece of mail from the Seattle City Municipal Court. In his mind his daughter was arrested for stealing and would be spending up to as much as a year in jail. the facts- yes I did in fact use the five finger discount at the Quality Food Center. I was approached on my way out. I complied and all was well given that I paid some fines and didnt enter a QFC for a year. But now they are springing this court shit on me.

After not having a job for about 10 months things get a bit tight and putting some body wash in your bag doesnt seem like a bad idea. I mean come on just cause im broke doesnt mean I want to start using western family cherry scented body soap. Its difficult to retract into poverty when life has made some luxuries to be complacent. so I opted for the product that cost a bit more. and ohhhh boi is it costing me more. Well thats the lesson right- you pay more for getting caught. Yeah i got it.

Well my dad pretty much wanted to rip his hair out with concern because FINALLY he thought I was on track.I had my shit together. I went to London managed to not fuck up there. now just have one year left of college. Its all coming together. But no yet again I managed to fuck it up big time and send my parents reeling back to the high school days when they wouldn't trust me as far as they could throw me.

Im sure my sister is going to shit her pants when she finds out.

Well there is that. i have to bear not only the stupidty of getting caught but also the burden of disappointing my parents. this is perhaps the worst punishment of it all.

I suck.

James has gone home to Salt Lake for a few weeks. He left his roommates car with me. If i dont drunk drive it into a canal I will be proud of myself.

Though my dad did offer me some very noteworthy advice-
"You still have your head right? OK, then maybe try to use it and THINK"

Its the impulsiveness. A trait I can hardly control. Well now I finally have reason to try and sort it out for once. I guess being an adult raises the stakes. yikesssss.
Its the same reason my grammar sucks and I dont use spell check. Its all insurance and precaution. The things that bring me down the most. being careful and having coverage.

Given this I wonder why I was so scared to dive off a diving board when I was learning to swim. its all about impulse and not taking caution. I guess I only discard the cautionary elements when it actually matters. not when 10 other kids are yelling at me to stop staring at the water and dive in already.

An Update

I have a feeling that the broadcast ratings are reaching an ultimate low with my blog. I need to get the ###'s up.

So! time to start writing and shamelessly endorsing my bloggings.

Lets start with a re-cap.

ahhctually im too lazy to go over things but here is where i stand----

Location- Capitol Hill, Seattle WA, The KittyCat Mansion >>>same side of the ocean as previously reported.

Marital Status- Single divorcee widower

Employer- Levis, Co.

Roommates- Nikki, Jakob, Jhonny, Kate (John & kate + 3)!

"Im Loosing my Temper" moments- 69

So given these statistics it can be deduced that things are more or less even.
Yet stability is wavering.

I am trying to grow out of the part of myself that acts out of impulse-
I do things even if i know that they will include the following:
get someone mad
get someone hurt(physically)
Get someone hurt( emotionally)
Cause danger to me or others
get me in trouble
make me look like a dumbass
make me look like a drunkenbabywhore

So what i am trying to figure out is, why do I have something in my head that tells me:
nothing will happen if you do ------
and then another part that tells me morals are negotiable

So i have gotten in trouble a number of times
2 MIP's
1 Theft
0 days in prison
7 or so court appearances

so there is my record.

What the fuck i used to have a 3.7 in high school.
Now my BAC is often higher than my GPA


My sister once claimed about me that -"If something is a rule, you wont allow yourself not to break it."



oyyyyyy come in sis'
But there appears to be more/or less a faint glimmer of some truth.

Now is it / or isnt it legal to slap someone who calls you a FuckingCunt
Capitol F.

If it is against the law then i broke that rule too.

"I LOVE YOU GUYS YOUR MY BEST FRIENDS" Will Segerstrom (high)

I think I lost the charisma of my blog when I left London. Now its just not as exciting to BLOG THAT SHIT.

Whenever I blog I just think of London. I looked at some pictures today and started to get really nostalgic. Its been like a month and a half- but it feels like ages ago that it was my life there.

I think I am happier here. Things are easier. There are more things to do- in a way that makes me feel like i have some purpose instead of just doing shit like going to museums and going out to random places and feeling constantly indulgent. Actually doing homework and things makes me feel more like a legitimate human being. funs over basically. but its a good thing. I can get by with spending less money. But at the same time things are not as exciting or scary and I dont have as much alone time. Which might be the reason that I blog less. All that time I spend at Mat's or at random bars I could be blogging. So clearly im wasting my life here. And I eat a significantly smaller quantity of hot dogs here. BUT I do eat a noticeably larger amount of quesidillas here. these are correlations which I will investigate further in the future.

But for now I am just literally rambling shit.

I have accumulated negativity here again. Which pisses me off. well duh. its a fucking vicious circle.I was very happy when i came back. Too happy I think. And now things have settled and I remember that people piss me off a lot and I have little control over that. Being drunk makes me want to wage control though. Speaking of which Quadstock is this Saturday. My patience will be tried. I will not throw beer cans. I am learning to be sensitive to people. Everybody is fucking sensitive. When did this happen? ? ? ?

Still no job.
some bitch that isnt even an art history major got the internship at the Seattle Art Museum that I was going for.
I will not throw beer cans
I will not throw beer cans
I will not throw beer cans
I will not throw beer cans.

Some people refer to this technique as meditation- a mantra if you will.

But yes still looking for a job and hating interviews more and more each day. I feel like im whoring myself whenever i interview. I cant possibly be myself. So i just say the fakest shit. yet still no success. how many cocks do i have to suck to get a freaking job.
Jack in the Box here I come.

Looking forward to Sasquatch next weekend~~~~
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
King Khan
Of Montreal
Crystal Castles
Nine inch Nails
Gogol Bordello
and best of all TAYLER is coming up as well from Salt Lake. !!!!! love the shit out of her. my mood was just lifted.

Also anticipating the SIFF ( Seattle International Film Festival)
I am volunteering for both Will Call and Conceirge. Which means I can do something worthwhile and stock up on vouchers and see a bunch of free movies. . ME and gloria told them we were going to be drivers. Which means we have the option of taking shifts to drive directors and shit in ESCALADES. gloria doing this would mean some serious hyphy shit. I love her.

SECRET SPRING SURPRIZES

I anticipated this week to be harder than it has been.
I have managed to balance doing school work with having fun.
which means i didnt got out during the week till last night.
I am making a list in my head of my so far favorite bars in seattle.
The Crescent where I went last night for Richards 21st was ridiculously fun.
Kareoke. Jackie wanted to sing Eminem but settled for no-doubt Dont Speak.

There was a minimum of hipster assholes there and people were just having a good time. Richards mom is a MILF. uhm so that was cool.

Everyones Birthday seems to be this month.
2nite Michael Reiterman.

Oh also went to twighlight exit with mat and christina after the crescent. that place a legitimate dive-bar. Which are my favoritesss!!!! so good. the bartender was awesome and gave me the remainder of whiskey when the bar was closing which i made mat drink. and we ate tots and fried cheesse. christina got mad on two accounts- because me and mat refused to let her order the chicken fried bacon. and that they were out of gravy for the chicken fried bacon.
oh did i mention christina bit someone at another bar and got kicked out. but thats a story for her to tell.

All in all I love my friends. Its spring time and I am having the gayest happiest time ever!! i feel like i just free-based some crack all the time= im really happy.

there is the occasional drama with jeff but then i just forget about it.

I miss people from london. I miss adam a shit ton. and I really miss Karen.

someday i will post something of some consequence.
till then.......

Lifee $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

I feel less compelled to write now that I am no longer abroad.
Coming back was not nearly as difficult as I had anticipated.

"Fuck! I dont know"
-according to Rob.

Who wants some quesidilla's?!
-according to Jackie

Black Mambo Spice"
-According to Gloria

"sometimes you feel like a nut"
-According to Kari

well this is my life for now.

I miss many aspects of London. But all in all I am happier and more content here.

On Friday me and Gloria and Kari threw a party. Grape Drink Bucket. sooo good.
I was cross-faded for some stupid reason and puked into a red cup that still had grape drink in them.

Easter we had a proper dinner at Christina's which included me making a ham that christina had wanted to micro-wave. and then a bit of weed. this was okay. scatagories. According to me a COMP is a type of tree.
This is why being home is fun.

On another not so happy Front Jeff and I broke up. This is not an earth-shattering thing for me.But i hope things go well.

THIS IS WHAT I CALL BLOGGING II

New Life
New Blog
Pt. II
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