Sunday, October 25, 2009

the death of me

I think I am glad that TOPSHOP is nowhere near this side of the pond because I will never be tempted or be allowed to buy a pair of sequined leggings that cost $79. If it is, it will be the death of me...

...that and a big, buff and burly Irish man who lives in the country.

Yup. Those two will be the death of me. The end of life as I know it.

Masquerade Ghettotech

The lovely ladies of Post Fact hosted a Masquerade Party at the Unknown Theater. 5 with 10 without.


A stolen fake plant, a piece of duct tape and one Elboob Room later... Geofferey, Africa, Joe the alligator wrestler and Edith the flapper come out to play.

Monday, October 19, 2009

First Night Out


I'm back in Los Angeles and my first night out as a legal beer drinking mosh pitting American was at The Echo with Dan Deacon. Honestly, I just got dragged to it by V. But the wristband didn't come easy. I had wrestle the bouncer for one!




It got too touchy feeley at one point though. It was just creepy and uncomfortable. But then again maybe it was the jet lag.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Lists and Things


I don't have a list.

But when I tell myself, I mean really tell myself, actually converse with myself, not the talk to yourself busy doing work talk to yourself or the talk to yourself laughing at the TV talking to yourself, the talk to yourself that takes five silent seconds and think... "hmm... I'm gonna a douchebag and do it"... kind of talk to yourself.

It took a lot to give up pork. Two years later, I gave up beef. I had to talk to myself with the latter because I love sketch ass Korean buffets.

I never plan on any of this so it's really dangerous when you give me a thought to ponder and I talk to myself.

This time I'm thinking of growing my hair. This is going to be so hard because I like my hair short. I like being different. I'm not thinking of growing it out of vanity. I'm thinking of donating it to Locks of Love.

In a way, by keeping my short hair... I feel like it's much more vain rather than growing it out.


....ok now I'm really thinking of growing it just to prove that I can let go of my short hair personality.