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Friday, July 25th, 2003

Subject:a breif update.... more to come
Time:1:15 am.
so my house burned down... silly girls with their blasted candles. New house now, kinda cramped, gettin by. Still in Portland. needing to escape... NYC is missed deeply.

Insomniatic

A glimpse of ecstatic

Moonrays highlight the cracks where my soul hides
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Sunday, July 6th, 2003

Time:11:57 pm.
Been watching adult swim. I love Home Movies, Aqua Teen Hunger Force and the Oblongs....

School is going, I'm feeling the need to start something remniscent of P.S. One in NYC. A weekly or Bi Weekly art, music and local arts event. DJ's, BBQ, Art and some socializing on Saturday afternoons.

"Meat wad get the honeys see, meat wad makin money see."

I also want simplicity and a place to create all day. Doug wants to open a record store/chill spot. Maybe I should just go into buisiness with Doug, bring Amy along to smoke weed.

Life is so easy and so complex
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Saturday, July 5th, 2003

Subject:I love Ernest Goes To Camp
Time:3:06 pm.
I watched Ernest this morning, I love when the little kid Moustaffa says, "You don't know nothin, bout nothin, blondie. And I know thats a fact!"
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Saturday, June 28th, 2003

Time:12:04 pm.
I'm going to see Eyedea, Aceyalone and Prince Paul tonight. Should be great, hopefully, Amy will come out too. Plus, Lifesavas album launch is coming up in 2 weeks.

Waiting on dr.'s to make arbitrary decisions about my knee. Hoping to avoid them slicing me open again, but we'll see...
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Saturday, June 21st, 2003

Time:10:55 pm.
Mood: nerdy.
I am going to the coast tomorrow, I hope... I think Amy and I should cause some trouble on some all terrain longboards. Gotta escape the monkey on my back...

Gotta go see Aceyalone and Prince Paul and eyedea.... Need some hip hop, some clarity, some xanax...

Gotta go bump "The many faces of oliver hart"

P.S, Eyedea-The Many Face Of Oliver Hart is the sickest CD... if youi don't own it, go buy it.
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Monday, April 28th, 2003

Subject:"Now I got a pulse that bumps less than a cocaine binger"
Time:1:20 pm.
Mood:Panic is a motha-fucka.
I have torn cartelidge in my left knee, and I'm stranded in New England for 2 more weeks. It's alright, Doug is around and I get to see all my RISD kids. Just sucks now having 2 fucked up ass knees. I will leave a meaningful post sometime soon. When I get back to Oregon, I'm moving into a house with some people I like, which will make life there easier...
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Friday, April 25th, 2003

Subject:"It's been a long time, shouldn't have left you, without a strong rhyme to step to."
Time:10:43 am.
I'll update later, just thought I'd share this thought....

when I die, I wanna die, BROKE and in Debt to the IRS. My tomb stone will read "Ha, Come and get it."
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Wednesday, February 12th, 2003

Time:5:45 am.
Mood: tired.
More sleepless nights. I feel stretched thin, on the verge of snapping. My sleeping pills have started to seem to work only when THEY feel the whim, not when I'm in NEED. I start feeling a distance between the populace in general and myself. Sleep deprivation is draining on it's own. Then, add my meds, plus my herbal remedies and I end up with subtle hullucinations.

I now get to finish getting ready for a seven hour lecture class. While Chef Brophy is great, that long a lecture, after creeping near a week without sleep, might be the final straw.

I'm off to finish getting ready... Gotta find a book to read when idiots start asking questions...
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Monday, February 10th, 2003

Subject:Sleepless nights
Time:3:47 am.
Another night without sleep. Left awake to ponder the status of my life. Reading kafka and a little Jonathan Ames for some balance, it's a little less than succesful.

I hope to accomplish something today. What, I'm not sure. I have class, then have to do a favor for a friend. Maybe I'll come home, do projects I've been procrastinating on and study "The French Laundry" for ideas to push the culinary limits.

Maybe I'll write a sonnet, a poem or a verse. Maybe I'll just read Dr. Seuss from my roof to all the people out in the rain.

I'm gonna lose myself inside myself, reallign my eyes to see whats felt.

Tactile senses surrounded by sensationalists eager for a taste. Just like everything in life, the first taste is free, after that, it's gonna cost ya.
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Tuesday, January 28th, 2003

Time:11:27 pm.
My monitor may explode into a cascade of glass and tubes at any moment. I must be brief. Life is hectic, but ok. Filling time with THC cookery and a little bit of outrage.

"Drug money funds terrible things." Yes, well, so do our tax dollars.

I need to move...
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Saturday, January 18th, 2003

Time:5:24 pm.
Just look up at the starts and realize that everything up there is the beauty that you hold inside. Some serenity found washed away from these rainey skies.
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Saturday, January 4th, 2003

Subject:"(me) with a mic is like a chef with a blade."
Time:5:48 am.
Mood: listless.
I miss culinary school, and my new found gang of misfits.

I miss the creation, the artistic and scientific aspects of being a chef.

Soon enough I will be back in Portland, less than 18 hours from now I will be back in Portland. Hopefully fuel and eric will be able to come get me, and I can spend some quality time in the comfort of a common desire we all share.... creation.
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Subject:Home...
Time:2:54 am.
Mood: awake.
I have a trouble deffining where home is. The eastcoast feels like home when all my r.i.s.d. kids are around, or when I'm working... when I'm just visiting, it might as well be ANYPLACE. Portland, has school, and some new friends. People who understand, like my art school kids... they are abnormal, they are like me.

I decided on a tatoo to get, so now I have 2, this new one is "You Don't Know Me..." around my collar, below my neck line.

I go back to my "school home", back to whatever drama is there, leaving the drama here... I just want some peace...
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Thursday, January 2nd, 2003

Time:11:00 am.
"I speak with auhtority while I question it, when I ask who am I I'm left guessing. If your a poor man's version of anything it's your self perception."
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Wednesday, January 1st, 2003

Time:12:23 pm.
I didn't get to be anywhere I wanted to be last night. I wanted to be with her, Or atleast working with bobby, pumpin out covers on the hotline, drinkin too much and taking smoke breaks in the walk-in fridges. I ended up with my brother, and his hoodlum friends, and started remebering doing this same shit 10 years before... so I left, sat on the ledge at Pergatory cavern, smoked some joints and wrote. Listened to Typical Cats nice and loud, now I'm gonna get some liks, chill with Dani and Mike.... and not speak with words...
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Tuesday, December 31st, 2002

Time:11:20 am.
"Now I lay me down to sleep/pray the lord my soul to keep/and if I die before I wake/give my ASR to El and Bury me with my mistakes"
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Sunday, December 29th, 2002

Time:11:07 pm.
So my car battery dies, I flag down this Lexus SUV, they stop, I ask if they have a second to jump my battery. Instead of saying anything, the guy rolls up his window and nearly drives over my foot. So I spit on his car. I actually suceeded in hitting the bumper sticker of a flag with the words "WE WILL UNITE" on it. He slams on his breaks. gets out, with his wife and kids in the car, and acts like he wants to fight. So I spit on his car again, asked if words held meaning to him, then asked how he felt as a rolemodel for his kids, seeing as he was a prick and all.

He had little to reply, I hope next time someone needs a small act of kindness, he'll give his bumper sticker prophecy some weight. FUCK THE BUMPER STICKER PROPHETS! Don't just question authority, speak with it...
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Saturday, December 28th, 2002

Time:10:41 pm.
Home would be better if I could get a hold of the few people who are busy.

Ali, I have a handful of cds for you, if you get time off next week, let me know.

Doug, when you get back from the UK, stop by, we have drinking to do.

Lea... you have to come tailor my chef pants

Meeting St. Crew... that house seems empty without the old pressence...
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Thursday, December 26th, 2002

Subject:"I just wanna say peace, and be quiet if you love the police."
Time:5:19 pm.
It's interesting being home... gotta see Dani, gotta get free drinks, do too much partying and possibly even embarass myself...

"Peace, I'm off like the fleece over ya eyes"
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Friday, December 20th, 2002

Subject:"I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know if I'll be back again."
Time:2:52 am.
I go back east tomorrow... I need a little break
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