how many times have you done things just to prove to yourself that you can do it? 

i think im gonna bring back black nail polish this weekend....

happy birthday rich

the twin THAO-ers (tizzao and tizzizzzao...) and THUMB.

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this is why eagles suck...bunch of showering-together h0m0s

 

 

victor...this one's for u.....(who took this picture?...who is this?)

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Agoraphobia - Incubus

Two people touching lips
Hands on each other's hips
Nothing else in the world but one another

The 42nd floor
On a distant shore
I wonder how we've strayed so far from this

Remember when we were
Just flesh and bone
You sir may have forgotten how good your world can be

So, put down your hollow tips
And kiss your lovers lips
And know that fate is what we make of it

Please end this, please end this
Before this ends us, ends us, end us

I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
For good, for good, for good, for good , for good, for good, for good

I read the news today
And everything they say
Just makes me want to stay inside and wait

But the better part of me knows
That waiting in the throws
Is on par with reading with my eyes closed

"What Can I do?", You say
"It's just another day
In the life of Apes with ego trips"

Put down your hollow tips
And kiss your lover's lips
And know that fate is what we make of it

Please end this, please end this
Before this ends us, ends us, end us

I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
For good, For good

ohh, ohhh, ohhhh oooo
ohhh oooo, oh
ahhhh

I'm gonna stay inside
I'm gonna stay inside for good
I'm gonna stay inside
For good, for good

I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
Don't want to stay inside for good
Don't wanna stay inside, for good, for good, for good, for good, for good, for good, fuck off, for good, for good, for good, for good

9:42 AM

neogori, steaks, and deep fried penis....

to be quite honest, i don't ever expect strangers to understand what i'm writing and i'm not always that keen on explaining, retelling the nights events over again which ironically were most likely a blur anyways....so last week, i stewed in my own filth with one pair of jeans the whole week, ate every other day, hit the gym and drank a whole lot realizing the epiphany that by age 40, somethings definitely going to be "wrong"....i cannot believe we went through 5 or 6 bottles friday night.....

i learned about the rusty trombone tonight...along with how they celebrate touchdowns in china...

it's not that the FOB is wearing off on me, but rather it's all the chinese i've picked up while i was away is slowly being pushed back into the discarded section of the alcohol damaged cranium....but as proof that my neurons haven't fully failed on me yet, that section of replaced chinese vocabulary has stimulated those "korean ones", oh gawd i love it...

always remember to log-off, cuz otherwise the whole world is gonna know about your operations...

eepie's birthday was tiring.....and we vowed to take it easy for a few days....hahaa....that didn't work so well....

 

9:26 PM

1. victor is a lop

2. my head is pulsating.....effin' hungover

3. mikey chao aka wobbly head loves bacon for breakfast more than sex for breakfast

4. damn tomato's

5.  title and registration...

The glove compartment isn't accurately named
And everybody knows it.
So i'm proposing a swift orderly change.

Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all i find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east
To find yourself a better life.

I was searching for some legal document
As the rain beat down on the hood
When i stumbled upon pictures i tried to forget
And that's how this idea was drilled into my head

Cause it's too important
To stay the way it's been

There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night

There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night (up all night)
When i'm lying awake at night.

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BLACK AND WHITES....

 

 

9:26 AM

i've decided to get circumcised. it's the right choice.

5:58 PM

dearest chomo: u can blame me for just about everything in the world 'cept 1.



i want books, books and more books.


like i said, nothing changed, nothing's better? i haven't missed a beat...


Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That your're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over...
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry

So just say how to make it right
And i swear i'll do my best to comply

Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together

I feel must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why i have to leave

So please back away and let me go
I can't my darling i love you so...

Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures

I admit that i have made mistakes and i swear
I'll never wrong you again
You've got a lure i can't deny,
But you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye

1:44 PM

death cab for a cutie - title and registration
matthew sweet - sick of myself
damien rice - blower's daughter
gin blossom **thanks to frank**

Notes: Standard Tuning

E A D G B E



E 0 2 2 1 0 0

As 5 7 7 6 0 0

Bs 7 9 9 8 0 0

C#m x 4 6 6 0 0

G#m 4 6 6 4 4 4

F#m 2 4 4 2 0 0

F# 2 4 4 3 2 2

B.lala x 2 4 4 2 2

C# x 4 6 6 6 4

D#m x 6 8 8 7 6

B x 2 4 4 4 2

A#m x 1 3 3 2 1





The Blower's Daughter

E
And so it is
As
Just like you said it would be
Bs
Life goes easy on me
As E
Most of the time
E
And so it is
As
The shorter story
Bs
No love, no glory
C#m
No hero in her sky

A
I can't take my eyes off of you
G#m
I can't take my eyes off you
F#m
I can't take my eyes off of you
E
I can't take my eyes off you
As Bs
I can't take my eyes off you
As
I can't take my eyes...As, Bs, E



E
And so it is
E As
Just like you said it should be
As Bs
We'll both forget the breeze
As E
Most of the time
E
And so it is
E As
The colder water
As Bs
The blower's daughter
C#m
The pupil in denial
As
I can't take my eyes off of you
G#m
I can't take my eyes off you
F#m
I can't take my eyes off of you
E
I can't take my eyes off you
As Bs
I can't take my eyes off you
As (slide to Bs)
I can't take my eyes...


F#
Oooooooooohh
F# B.Lala
Did I say that I loathe you?
G#m
Did I say that I want to
C# D#m
Leave it all behind?






B
I can't take my mind off of you
A#m
I can't take my mind off you
G#m
I can't take my mind off of you
F#
I can't take my mind off you
B C#
I can't take my mind off you
B
I can't take my mind...
B
My mind...my mind...

'Til I find somebody new

5:19 AM

infatuated with the unattainable...

i love lip balm....i'm addicted to lip balm....every chance i get, i find myself reapplying DCT....
lip balm oh lip balm....

it's interesting the people you can meet at bookstores...and as i was once a protester against spending hours reading in the aisles numbing the butt and aching the back, i am now this bookstore-aholic (one more addiction to add to the list)...and b/c my interests are willing to wane towards others in order to open myself up to the millions of different perspectives of interests out there, i find myself staring at other people and wanting to know what they are reading, what they are interested in, what is going on with them.....in addition to my big mouth and "career soul searching"....the convo's you can easily strike up in the business aisle is bewildering.....and when you get sick of that....move over into the "body sculpting aisle", then sidestep into landscape architecture, and then take a nap between the books of FOOD FOOD OH GLORIOUS FOOD.....yes, victor, it's ironic and i'm sadistic....cheers.

9:44 AM