Pan Dear

Maybe it's a Christopher Walken thing.
I'm just talking about it all wrong.
It's just the wrong tone.

I can't tell if it's love, or heartburn when you're around.

Dis Posal.

I don't think I'll ever get over it. The garbage disposal freaks me out and I can't help getting the image of fingers and hands getting shredded/julien choppped up.

I'm just scared that one day I'll lose it and get the uncontrollable urge to stick my hand in there for freakin' curiosity sake.

WTFever

Like an illiterate old man trying to guess what his birth certificate says, I'm trying to guess what your reaction says.

Boys don't cry.

"Now I would do most anything to get you back by my side, but I just keep on laughing..."

Boys don't cry.
Unless you cancel their WoW account.

Lo.Ve

It's such a rarity

but

I can feel it exploding

inside of me

strings of energy

buzz through me

in neons

blue

green

purple

pink.

Reduced Math

Maybe. Maybe. It's a likely story.

You know, all the bad parts seem to take more effort to remember now. But all the wonderful times are clearer than ever, even the really wasted ones.
I can't help feeling that my life up to this moment is nothing, but an abstract indie movie that never had a legitimate plot—just a really good hipster soundtrack.

As I wait for atonement...

The Roots - Atonement

Under the Sea Fighting

I'm sure there are Under the Sea fight clubs.
They just have a rule for not talking about it.

Put a ring on it.

I think I would make the perfect housewife.

I love to cook. I don't mind cleaning.

And I enjoy drinking in the middle of the day.

"I guess we'll just have to adjust."

Just trudging along in this city.

Keeping it Wise

Piece inspired by the Shane. Happy Birthday Betov!
He's a dope ass musician, you can check out the song of inspiration here:

Shane - Keep It Wise

Off the Wave

"kuma" means...

...in Japanese.

que pasa contigo

"I can't face the evening straight..."

Radiohead - Last Flowers inspired.

On a lighter note, the old lady has been urging me to go to church. You'd think with this city's reputation, those places would be against the law. Funny to think there would be slot machines in the confessional or the money basket would be the pot for tonight's holy poker game.

Labor Pains

Happy Labor Day

Sleeping like a boo.da

I've been sleeping like a baby out here. I'm sorry Vegas, but I'd totally choose Hesperia over you. The weather, scenery...jeez everything really. And maybe the thought of getting back on the Greyhound bus.

Personals: Women seeking Assam Strawberry Milk Tea

Is it my fault that growing up on Guam has left me with the addiction to Assam Strawberry Milk Tea, Assam Black Tea, and King Car?

Strangers with Greyhound Tickets

I'm not sure what exactly was the worst part of the whole Greyhound experience. Being in the same line as the bum in a suit with Vegas sunglasses—drooling on himself while picking at the gigantic pus-scab on his leg, or being mugged for my ticket from the tweekers outside the station.

Weekday Hump

This week seemed to go on forever, like a sequel to a bad horror movie. But at least I get to start the Labor Day Weekend early! I leave tomorrow to Hesperia on the Greyhound...