easterr

i had a lot of fun coloring eggs last night, we made so many vibrant colors from hot pink to lime green. we had about 3 cartons full. i think the egg coloring was the highlight of the evening, everything else was pretty lame. i think jonathan is a pretty lame guy, he's one of those types that just thinks he knows everything. i hate those types..you can't even joke around or have a decent conversation without being tooo serious. and then his sister was like a carbon copy of him only worst because she thinks she's so amazingly cultured because she's been to denmark and italy. well who knew i found out she works in museums. (where the "to good bitches" run free) i didn't even get buzzed, i didn't really feel like getting wasted. i played guitar hero for the first time and i must admit it was really fun. i got tired of it after awhile though, my fingers would start cramping up too and i'd feel like i had carpel tunnel. but anyways that was easter saturday in an eggshell. i'm glad to be..with only myself again.

ég tala mjög goða íslensku

not so much, but i just got my icelandic books in the mail and things are going really well. i'm studying everyday and learning something new everyday. it's best to tackle the difficult grammar slowly, and it's starting to come together. i'm having alot of fun with it..but it makes me tired!

to the dancers in the rain

she's not my lover

some guy is blasting billie jean on his headphones.
haha..awesome.

i'm officially announcing that

after a three year period of not eating mcdonalds, i decided to finally give it a try again. i've been having this urge to just see if it taste any different. perhaps better, perhaps worst. so i got the ol'quarter pounder and heavens to betsy i think i've come to that point in my life--once again, where i'm telling myself that i'm never eating mcdonalds ever. it definitley was not worth the 5 dollars they made me pay for it. while i was walking back i saw doran the driver from yummy days. he honked his horn and pulled to the side of the road and we started talking again. what a nice suprise, just the one i need to make me laugh again.

felix

felix the german just informed me that he''ll be in miami from august 19 to september 19. woo hoo i haven't seem him for 3 years!

hallelujah

i decided to go to the cahuenga branch library that was just a few blocks down and boy and boy is it ghettofied. there's no air conditioning, everything seems to be cramped together, there was no parking and there's this really annoying buzzing sound i have no idea what it is but it's really loud. anyways..

the greatest life lesson ever

im sitting at the library, and all of a sudden these kids come in. just got out of school i assume. there's this one kid sitting on the far right at the computer station. he's overweight..angry..mean. curses all the time..screaming out gangsta rap lyrics involving ak 47's. there's these two other kids sitting to the left of him. one kid..a little blonde about 2 seats down. and a girl..wearing all pink. the girl was originally sitting next to the mean fat kid, she asked him to pipe down because of all the noise he was making. (gangsta rap lyrics) he said "NO. just because you asked me no!". the blonde kid just stared. after the intimidation, the girl moved down to the opposite corner of the fat kid. she and the blonde boy struck up a convo, they were polite to each other..and she even moved closer to sit next to him. they're completely ignoring the fat kid. he's completely isolated, no one to talk to. no one that cares about him while the other kids are having fun with each other. he's sitting down right now, hands at his head, bored. upset about something. depressed. obviously lacking in love. this is the most interesting social experiment.

whew

we talked about alot of things..southern california, strippers vs.cabaret dancers, etc. after having only 4 shots of jack daniels, 2 shots of disarono and a can of heinekin (bad idea) i passed out on the couch.

i started to drink in celebration of me being alive. when rachel and debbie were out at the beach, i had decided to grab a bottle on her shelf, but all of a sudden, the whole shelf came tumbling down, and about 10 bottles and 5 martini glasses and 5 wine glasses, shooters, well just about everything came tumbling down. crash. on the floor, i mamanged to get away with only a minor cut on my right arm. i never thought i had reflexes like a cat.