_posted in dayedayerocks | 01 October 2006

one year older...

well september is over and im one year older... a few things i learned this month...

_01
you CAN get pulled over on the 10 for your back seat passenger not wearing his seat-belt

_02
saying "yea sure" to a cop can get you a beat down, silly ass... he's wearing a gun and a billy stick, which probably means the first person ever beaten down with one was named billy (probably not true, but i like that explanation). i think it should now be dubbed the gomez stick, cause i think its about time a certain mr. gomez gets his ass beat down for the EIGHT no seat-belt tickets he's gotten... im just saying...

_03
any ice cream with liquor is good... vanilla whiskey... coffee guinness... blood red orange wine sorbet... mimosa sorbet... anything... its all damned good and i think los angeles should have a SCOOPS day... im just saying...

_04
having dinner with your friends and their mothers is like being at home...

_05
jobs can really suck you dry if you let it... if you let it be your whole life and nothing else, you can so miss out... even if its just that personal time you save for yourself that you're missing out on... so its 8 hours a day... no more 18 hour days, no more of that overtime shit for me... if its not getting done in eight hours, you're going to have to wait, cause guess what, your blog about yourself and your extremely leftist, stupid and completely unimportant ideas means jackshit to me... oh, and i got another raise... hehehe...

_06
a co-worker lost his dad a few weeks ago... although i am no where near close to this guy i felt i needed to go and show my respects.. the fear of loosing my own parents weighs heavy these days... and his dad was born the same year as my grandmother... dear lord... tell me thats not suppose to make me crave a hug from my favorite person...

_07
antero also lost his dad after a protracted battle with leukemia. to say the least that hit me hard... antero is one of those people that you absolutely love cause of his unique way of seeing the world and just being able to talk about any and everything; from music to art to politics to literature to education to life... those people are rare... my being the emotional one that i am, i had to call or text all the people i loved back home... cause, truthfully you never know when this time will be the last time you talk to them, hug them, or just tell them they rock... and i can say ive been fortunate enough to know some amazing people, even when i was mad at them or when we weren't close for awhile... loving them through all that meant id always love these people... death sucks... and being on the phone with your grandmother crying, begging her not to ever die, that sucks even more...

_08
im a year older... no getting around that... this year's birthday was nice... autumn and carl threw me a party the saturday before... mark and parisa cooked dinner and made a cake for me on my birthday... just a reminder kids... DO NOT PUT THE CANDLES IN THE CAKE WHILE ITS STILL HOT... cause yes, the candle wax will melt into the cake... im just saying... it was a good cake mark, it was just a little retarded.... thats all... and the night ended with hooka at the local westwood hooka spot... id say this birthday was good... and later today is my SURPRISE birthday get together with mark and parisa, and who knows if there are others involved... i got three clues...

clue 1: a bandana with a post-it that read, "Clue #1: You will need this to wipe your 'Dirty' mouth..."

clue 2: "she wants me to tell you something pretty" in a conversation with mark over aim... so easy... the title of the last episode of deadwood... "tell him something pretty"

clue 3: literally a piece of dead wood...

obviously this has something to do with deadwood or its all a smokescreen... now if i were to hang out with al swearengen today... holy shit that would be the most awesome of birthdays ever... i wont even tell you about the dream i had about al swearengen... i wont do it...

anywho, on being older... my da called and SANG me happy birthday... which she's never done... and in the background i can her my grandfather saying, "she ain't that old... tell that girl she cant ever call me 'old man' again!" an hour later my favorite uncle called to sing me a song he MADE up about me, mojitos and being awesome... you have to love the old people... and my favorite auntie, the drunk called... love her... family... it makes me smile...

_09
my film class with marina started again on thursday... needless to say, its like flying; sitting in a room with other people just as passionate about film...

so its october... and its a new month... only three months left in this year... time has flown...

_soundcheck: abdoulaye diabate, bende