there are these rare occasions in the past year for me to act very grown up and be someone bigger than i am capable of. it doesn’t always dawn on me that i am actually being a role model and that i can’t just be myself. not that i all that bad when i am myself but you know it’s a funny feeling when you realize that if you say the wrong thing it can shape the future of someone’s opinion about that. usually daily adult exchange is so frivlious that most of the shit just goes […]
apparently, i am begining to look like the untidy french intellectual type that i’ve been dying to achieve since my paris trip. too bad i don’t have the smell or attitude to live up to the stereotype. maybe i can work on the smell part but it’s going to be a while become i can become as cynical as my english wanking buddy in montemarte.
gorgeous sundays and a bike ride to twin peak and ocean beach are made for weekend bike hos like me. this time, i am loving my mp3/camera toy on my way up to the hill of repent. _me, my friend and my lover _searching for waldo _the punk beach bum
after a weak ass three day fast, i am back to drinking and laughing my ass off at trendy bars where girls named ‘mercerdes’ – like the the car but with proper spelling bump into you and say nice to meet you but i have to find something else more interesting to fuck over now. _drinking partner number one _non drinking parnter number two
i decided i need to get some fresh air today and i actually did something about it. but my real excuse to was to take the spanking fresh orange mp3/2mp digital camera for a drive. i got some good mileage out of it while listening to mogwai’s young team and stopping here and there to piss on the scene. _my infamous corner of the world _harassing employee scene _i also entered the ‘stud’ zone _there was actually three people on the bike! _sneak composition shoot.