New & Impoved

So I'm moving to London, and I've decided to chronicle my adventures right HERE with YOU, my adoring fans.
(if you haven't guess I'm not narcissistic at all.)

9 more days.


This is where I'll chronicle my adventures, from what to pack, to a little back story and how to obtain a visa.

I'm hoping some of this info will be helpful to others who have thought about becoming an expats and are also not trust fund children.


Bonjour!

i thought we were grown up now

and you wonder why i hate you.
you question why i have nothing to say
when it just the two if us.
yet you've never once reflected and your detrimental choices.

ive hated you, since i've learned the meaning of the word.
since i discovered that what you've done can be hated.
ive hated you for fucking me up. for making me just like you.

you only make me want to hate you
as much as you hate him.
ill grow up to resent you
everything about you.

for not seeing the light of day
for not realizing that i could have been shit
for not changing
for not realizing that
i hate you for making me like you and
for not changing
for never growing up.

Crème fraîche

Last night I met up with my wonderful girlfriend H at the Echo, and as I drove past the man-made Echo Park Lake I became nostalgic; and memories of running loops around the lake on Saturday mornings filled my head. And its not that I miss Echo Park in particular, I miss living in a metropolitan area. I miss things being close.

Anyway this is not about that, this is about the pleasantries I stumbled upon at the Echo last night. H's friend Jeff/Jeof/Jeph??? is in the band Fol Chen and they performed last night with Karin Tatoyan. She was amazing. And amazing is an understatement. More like phenomenal. When listening to a new artist/band I ALWAYS start off pessimistic and cynical. (thats just me). Then I start to weed out things I dont like, and things that sound like its been done a million times over. At first I will admit, upon inital listen I thought, 'ok she sounds like bjork, big deal'. three songs later, i was madly in love. because although, i've never been the biggest fan of B-town i've always appreciated her talents. Thus, Karin is a force. She has a voices that carries you into a journey of her emotions, and her stage presence exemplifies the electric energy of her songs. Her band are VERY tight, and uber talented as well. They flowed harmoniously, and I felt myself taken-away.

Twas refreshing to stumble upon her last night. just when you think all 'new' music is shit (well, at least i think it is) you find that tiny diamond in the rough. Karin is definitely pushing the envelope, and may she get all the way through.

Chim chim cher-ee!
When you're with a sweep
You're in glad company

I'm BACK!

I know, I know I have not been here in quite a while and my fans (the three people that actually read this) missed me dearly.
I'd get emails daily from you people, begging for my return to cyber-blog world.
and since you know that sometimes i just cant be bothered with technology, I've noticed
this thing has become more and more user-friendly (aka-idiot proof).
so, my humble fans id decided to take heed to the cause, and grace you once again
with regular posts.
Now, Now, try keep your excitement contained, no need to fret, I will be here regularly
as there has been many turning points in my life, that I just have to narcissistically share
with the world wide web.

my great-grandmother would be proud.

and this is why i love her so.....

[17:14] YAYforhandclaps: ladycakes
[17:15] YAYforhandclaps: i miss you
[17:15] YAYforhandclaps: i wana watch tv with you
[17:15] YAYforhandclaps: i want to eat pizza and beer with you
[17:15] YAYforhandclaps: i want to bite on your thigh
[17:15] YAYforhandclaps: and tackle you down
[17:16] YAYforhandclaps: make you laugh, hear your laugh
[17:17] YAYforhandclaps: sit on you so you cant get up while i watch tv and eat chips and get crumbs all over you
[17:17] YAYforhandclaps: silly little things, thats what i miss the most

genuinely pissed off

i rarely become so mad that my blood boils.
tonight, my blood boiled.
you know that feeling of adrenaline
when something makes you so mad that
your flight or fight responses kick in
and you still just standing there
wanting to strangle something with your bear hands?
when that was me tonight anyway.

when to senor fish, in downtowns little tokyo area,
the bartender (the white male),
(and yes i DID just racially profile him)
(just helps puts things into perspective, if you will)
was probably the most discustingly rude peice
of shit, i've EVER encountered in my life.
and TRUST me, i worked at starbucks for 3 years,
i have NOT met a bigger asshole than this prick....

let me elaborate:
when we get there the bar is pretty crowded and of
course they only had TWO fucking bartenders to tend
to a pretty large sized bar (i HATE incompetence)
the fecal matter bartender take my card and never returns with it,
so naturally i assume he just took it and i'll close my tab later.....whatever.
i come back to close it and the other bartender a female asks for my name and she cant find my card
cause i never gave my ID.
i tell her that the other bartender took my card and never asked for an id.
he comes and says, (while handing me my card and tab)
'you just walked away' and i say, 'you never asked for my id'
he says 'well thats cause you just walked away, now i have to run your card, dont walk away!'
(my blood i boiling at this point)
he shoves my card and receipt at me (literally shoves it all me!)
while looking at the tip line im VERY VERY tempted to write 'asshole'
and not leave a tip.
but since i know they all split their tips, even with the people who clean up, etc.
i still leave my tip
and write 'try to be nice' at the top of the receipt with a smiley face!

i really hope this guy chokes on the vomit he'll spew
when he realizes how ignorant of a fucking prick he is and how
disgustingly he treats people.
karma is a bitch buddy, and i hope you serve your fucking time!
im sorry if you hate your job....but its not my fault you didn't get an education.