the gift of words is not something i quite understand. for most of my young adult life, i have dispise words and my lack of mastery of the basic aspects of the langugage. i still vividly recall my tortured nights in high school when it would take me two hours to express strutured sentences explaining the value of catcher in the rye to my insigificant life. of course now, it would be easy for me to comment on the meaning of it all because it accounts to nothing but an unfiltered snapshot of a polluted mind. still […]

i took a little trip out to stockton on the weekend to join my creative conspirator in his alternate life. as in life in suburbia with a wife and adorable daughter. it’s been quite over a year since i last visit his adobe and now the garden has fully grown and his daughter speaks in 3/4 sentences. i got to partake in some sun on a funny little island called the delta yacht club. i love how rich people like to make them selve feel exlusive so that don’t have to deal with the mass that is […]

from the outter point of view, a casul observer would bear witness to the rather straightforward between the boyfriend, girlfriend and her ex roommate. but to the astute oberserver, there is nothing less than obvious fatal attraction between the observer and the observed. the tension is not yet quite palatalble but the aroma of passion lingers…

i am suppose to swear them off until the determine time when i am destined to meet the one. but until that time, how do i tap into the power of synchocrity. sprendity comes from the seed of synchocity. i should probably look up these words by now but if you’re bother this far, i thank the forgiveness of your soul. i think i may have missed one of those synchnorous moment tonight. i was in my typical bored mental state of shooting rich kids having fun in a private bar. i know they’re are smart cool […]

i had the pleasure of meeting my ex’s father this past weekend when he stop by to pick up all her stuff. he seem like an awfully nice and polite man, often using the word, ‘kindly’ in his sentences and apolozin g for interrupting my saturday. on the contrary, i felt like a bit of a fool for having not performing the dirty deed of shipping her stuff to new zealand for her. alas, fate would rear it’s glorious presence and somehow force the situation a bit. which all leads to the final major transition point of […]