feeling like the walking dead... moving around on 2 hrs of sleep today... maybe it was less... but i can't go to sleep... i'll just end up living on tokyo time like the end of last quarter... it's alright, it's just a day... and right now i don't feel that tired... i just have to keep moving and thinking...

using the setup on the blog below, i just completely messed up what was a perfectly good-sounding jeremy camp- understand song :) my cd's fine though... but the created .mp3 is just utter garbage... it's instant fun though... haven't you ever screwed around with your phonograph when you were younger?

i remember once just turning it to play, then turning it off(you could still hear the vibrations of the phonograph, just that the record wasn't turning, then just whirling it(remember, i'm a kid, so i have no sense of rhythm) backwards or forwards... i also remembered using the NEEDLE to scratch on other occasions... bad idea... i ruined a few good disney songs that way... our indiana jones: temple of doom record is messed up because of it... the narration keeps repeating "the walls began to shake... began to shake... began to shake... began to shake..." i copied my bro's way of "fixing" the narration cause it looked funny; he'd jump and land hard on the carpet, making the needle jump... of course, he'd jump too hard, and so the record would skip too far forward, so he'd jump again to try to fix it, but he'd just eventually end up "jumping" the entire record... man, the things you did to satisfy your inner child... y'kno, the funny part is, i would love to do simple stuff like that all over again... and even for a moment escape the current hectic state of life...

i was walking home from the bus, and wondering just how whitewashed i am... then i catch the shadow that is leading me as i'm walking to my apt, and compare it to the azn girls nearby and guy... they are walking with shoulders unmoving, going forward...

my shoulders are bobbing, alternating back and forth... if it was any more emphasized, i'd be doing a thug strut... if i was black, they'd think i was full of it...

so i can never be completely whitewashed now... there's the proof... as long as i unconsciously strut walk... as long as i know how to emcee

the crap under my toenails might smell like stinky cheese sometimes... don't worry, i never force anybody to smell my feet, unless if they want to... and it doesn't have a very high radius where you can smell it...

here's something recently learned... chinese have been all over the world far earlier than you would expect, in places you prob haven't considered beforehand... they were in cuba helping the cubans drive out the spainards, in the phillipines helping THOSE ppl... they were in peru... in louisiana before any of the future americans came over...

yeap, writing's getting boring...

pod - change the world

of all the places you'd expect to find a sign advertising for lent...

taco bell?

i wish i had a pic to show you guys... it was weird... they were advertising vegetarian quesadillas and tacos for ppl observing lent... jeez man... christians aren't vegetarians... some of them have special ways of observing lent... but i've never heard of a guy going quesadilla because of his devotion to christ... even if you're mexicano, you have to be some messed up follower there...

trevor, lead vocalist/guitarist of fm static, strangely did NOT leave thousand foot krutch... he's still in both bands, which is funny, cause on one hand, tfk is this hardcore, emceeing, heavy distortion band, and on the other hand, fm static is a poppy rock band... which is probably funnier is that the photos on both band's websites look totally different too; trevor looks like a blink 182's mark on fm static, and yet on tfk he's all with the hooded sweatshirts and the gangsta look...