I WAS LOOKING FOR SOME ACTION

i’ve come to realize that overdue flattering images of asian men are mostly (almost exclusively) in electronic music videos. wtf?

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Late At Night Futureshock

WHATEVER HAPPENS PLEASE DON’T FORGET ABOUT ME

it’s amazing how this aged man still swoons the hearts of the young and the young at heart…

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There Is A Light That Never Goes Out Morrissey
Originally performed by The Smiths
Lyrics by Stephen Morrissey
Music by Johnny Marr

Take me out tonight
Where there’s music and there’s people
And they’re young and alive
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven’t got one
Anymore

Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people and i
Want to see life
Driving in your car
Oh, please don’t drop me home
Because it’s not my home, it’s their
Home, and I’m welcome no more

And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure – the privilege is mine

Take me out tonight
Take me anywhere, I don’t care
I don’t care, I don’t care
And in the darkened underpass
I thought oh god, my chance has come at last
(but then a strange fear gripped me and i
Just couldn’t ask)

Take me out tonight
Oh, take me anywhere, I don’t care
I don’t care, I don’t care
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven’t got one, da …
Oh, I haven’t got one

And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure – the privilege is mine

Oh, there is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out

YOU DON’T KNOW

for suicide mixtapes:

Help Me Maximilian Hecker

You’re leaving me a thousand times
But you don’t know
You’re healing me with your touch
But you don’t know
You don’t know
Help Me

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i started crashing really hard about a week or two ago and felt super depressed. i dug this one up and had a good lament. i realized that lack of sleep, lust, and loss started making me enjoy sorrow all over again. i can’t explain it. i would write blackmetal all morning after coming back from afterparties…then crash all day to wake up late at night with this feeling of lust and loss…which then pushed me out of the house to go out all night and shake it off. it was a vicious cycle.

i miss you.

IT’S SUCH A SHAME FOR US TO PART

current love life encapsulated…

The Scientist Coldplay

Come up to meet ya, tell you I’m sorry
You don’t know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need ya
And tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets, and nurse me your questions
Oh lets go back to the start
Running in circles, coming in tails
Heads on a science apart
Nobody said it was easy
It’s such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh take me back to the start
I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
And tell me you love me, come back and haunt me
Oh and I rush to the start
Running in circles, chasing tails
Coming back as we are

Nobody said it was easy
Oh it’s such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
I’m going back to the start

Ooooohhhhhhh [x4]

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it was a rocky reunion. it took a minute. xo

THESE BOOTS [REVISITED]

i just picked ku and his mom up from the airport! he totally jumped on me and held on like a koala all jacked up happy that we’re reunited!! haha! i was so cheesin’. he cut his own hair before he left (after i cut my own hair in the backyard…he went and grabbed the kiddie scissors the day after and hacked his bangs…now he looks like tegan from tegan and sara! ha!) so his hair was a bit grown out, but now he looks like the incredible hulk (the original lou ferrigno version). he’s so cute!! lol

when we got home, they were surprised with the house. i had it all decked out with balloons, welcome signs, and party hangers leading to the kitchen where i had big ass bowls of tropical fruit, chocolates, and several dozen pink and red roses, mini roses, and carnations that i put together last night before crashing out. i went to bed happy…alone…but happy.

i snuck out of delerium last night even though it was impressively packed with the city’s most awesome artists, musicians, writers, sophists, and socialites that i’ve come to admire… so many pretty folks… so many good chums… it was good to see you all. i didn’t mean to be aloof to some folks… but i kinda felt weird. my mind was on getting chocolate and flowers and my roommate was there budding against the wall by the pinball game that i popped twice and matched!!! (fuck yea!) we went outside to have a good talk and he deeply thanked me for all i’ve done. it felt nice…especially coming from a nazi.

i blew you a kiss…then left.
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[originally posted jan 3 2005...]

the last week has been a doozy. congratulations to all those who survived! =P …err…

something deep happened… i’m putting my docs back on! (black/red[skin] laces)

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here’s some nancy…

These Boots Were Made For Walking Nancy Sinatra

You keep saying you’ve got something for me.
something you call love, but confess.
You’ve been messin’ where you shouldn’t have been a messin’
and now someone else is gettin’ all your best.

These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin’
and you keep losin’ when you oughta not bet.
You keep samin’ when you oughta be changin’.
Now what’s right is right, but you ain’t been right yet.

These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

You keep playin’ where you shouldn’t be playin
and you keep thinkin’ that you´ll never get burnt.
Ha!
I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
and what he know you ain’t HAD time to learn.

These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

Are you ready boots? Start walkin’!

DO YOU BELIEVE IN TIME TRAVEL?

WITCHING HOUR

…a refreshing return to old skool deathrock roots..err…guitars. the ’sugar’ single comes out on the 20th through island records. the album ‘witching hour’ comes out august. yey for ladytron!! darkwave underground unite.

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Sugar Ladytron

THEY DON’T LOVE YOU LIKE I LOVE YOU

i’m so inlove with her…err…them. whatever.

xo

Maps Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Pack up
I’m a stray
enough
Oh say say say you’ll
Say say say you’ll
Say say say you’ll
Say say say you’ll
Say say say..

Wait.
They don’t love you like I love you
Wait.
They don’t love you like I love you
Maps………..
Wait.
They don’t love you like I love you

Made off
Don’t stray
Well my kinds
Your kind
I’ll stay the same

Pack up
But don’t stray
Oh say say say
I’ll say say say..

Wait.
They don’t love you like I love you

Wait.
They don’t love you like I love you

Maps………..

Wait.
They don’t love you like I love you

Wait.
They don’t love you like I love you

Maps………..

Wait.
they don’t love you like I love you

Wait.
They don’t love you like I love you

Wait.
They don’t love you like I love you

Maps………..

Wait.
They don’t love you like I love you

Wait.
They don’t love you like I love you

Maps………..

Wait.
they don’t love you like I love you

VEGAN ADOVO

i have friends in the east bay that’s been catering vegan pinoy food for years now. he works at whole foods. i use to laugh cuz it’s an oxymoron to say, ‘healthy filipino food.’ the joke is that, like all islander peeps, their diet consists of pork, salt, sugar, spam (whatever that is), and more pork. in fact, some american flip folks’ idea of a vegetarian meal is…well, chicken. so, here’s something i made last night…a bastardization of my mom’s island style adobo that i concocted in college.

2 cloves garlic
1 white or yellow onion
1 red bell pepper
1 habanero pepper (optional)
4 shiitake mushrooms
2 ‘patties’ seitan (gluten substitute)
balsamic vinegar
bragg’s sauce (or regular soy sauce)
black pepper
olive oil
(serves 2-3 skinny folks…or one happy camper twice)

dice garlic, onion, red pepper…
slice mushrooms…
big slices of seitan, and little ones of habanero…
marinade seitan with a bit of bragg’s (or soy sauce), black pepper, and habanero…

heat pan and add a bit of olive oil…
add garlic and brown it…
add onions and simmer for a minute…
add red pepper and mushrooms and stir for a few minutes…
scoot them to the side and add seitan (without the marinade) and fry it a bit on both sides…
pour marinade on the veggie side…
add balsamic vinegar on the seitan side (to taste)…
stir all together and simmer down.

serve with rice…and porkchops (optional).

really good with 2 buck chucks from trader joe’s…or regular table wine for an extreme amino acidic dinner before a fat spliff and porn (optional).

CLUB FIGHT

dude was like wouldn’t let the ladies sit down cuz he was saving the seats for absent people and shit and i got kinda pissed. i was like, ‘that’s cool, we’ll get up when your friends get here…’ and he was like, ‘no, dude, i’m saving the booth for my friends.’ so i was like, ‘why are you being an asshole?’ and he was like, ‘you’re being an asshole’ and dogs me so i was about to throw my drink to his face, kick the table to him, and pick up the chair to hit his friend who was also doggin’, but amber was like, ‘no, it’s cool’ pulled me back and me and that dood both stared at each other saber rattling and doggin’ each other like it was high school.

so stupid.

since delerium backroom was too small to get all irate…either you totally battle it outside, or quicky fights like our local suicide girls, or you can ruin everyone’s time by acting like heated dogs in a pit. so, i decided to run right up to him, throw my arm out, and extend my hand right up to his chest and say, ‘dood…sorry for being an asshole earlier….cheers!’

he shook my hand and was like, ‘cheers, man. cheers.’

the rest of the night was buckwild.

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deep down, i wanted to get into a fight. i don’t like that kinda shit. what happened to common courtesy? lest gentleman candor? the ladies shoulda sat down without a problem. plus, the people they were saving the seats for were like ted shred and shit! wtf? he woulda gotten up for them…or maybe not and he woulda totally kicked my ass.

what’s bruce lee’s favorite drink? ‘wah-tah!!!’

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good seeing you. pffft. xo