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.