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jimmy

September 26, 2002

Was out with N___ last night bitching about the stagnation of my life. And in the spirit of mix tapes, I decided to make one. I’m half-way done with it, but it’s pretty good so far. I’ll post the tracklisting when I’m finished.

BTW, I talked with E___ the other night. My fears were realized: he wanted a relationship.
Me: But it’s only been a little more than a week!
E: I know, but I guess I really wanted more.
The worst part about this is that he was a good lay. There’s nothing worse than losing a good fuck. *sighs*

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jimmy

September 25, 2002

Left-over from last night: I used to listen to some weird music. On one of my tapes, there’s some electronic music that I couldn’t identify. It just added to the trippy effect of last night.

I’m bleagh right now. Anyone want to come out and play?

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IFC Moment

jimmy

September 25, 2002

When I go to Coffee Cartel, I always cut across Palos Verdes, which is this hill that has uber-posh homes and lots of horses. So I’m driving to CC listening to a mix tape I made a few years ago since the CD player broke in my car. The song “The Box” was on by the Orbital, the wind was blowing my cigarette smoke back at me, and all of a sudden a feeling of contentment, ambivalence with a slight tinge of fear fills me. It was just one of those moments. Sorta like being on an empty highway in the middle of nowhere and listening to the Pixies in the middle of the night. Yeah.

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jimmy

September 24, 2002

BTW, what’s up with this Amerikan Idol shit? Ok. So I gave in and watch several episodes since it was like watching a car wreck on the freeway. Enough already! Um… that’s it.

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jimmy

September 24, 2002

I’m awake for some godawful reason. Oh yeah. It’s cuz I have to make a living. Funny of me to forget.

I did some painting last night. It’s very frustrating not having any drawing skills whatsoever because I have a lot of ideas but just can’t put them down via paint. After smoking myself to death, I came to the conclusion that this piece will have to be a collage of some sort. That way I can appropriate what I need. Yay art!

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jimmy

September 23, 2002

Friday night, my family celebrated Korean Thanksgiving at my uncle’s house. Since my grandmother was in Dallas visiting my aunt, she was absent which is weird since she is the Matriarch (with a capitol “M”). So her abscence made things a bit off. Nevertheless we had a good time for which I tended to a bottle of merlot. I was a bit too drunk to drive so my mom had to drive me home. Tee hee. I ended up passed out at 9pm. I’m such a winner.

Saturday, I finally got my transmission fluids flushed (which it needed badly). Went out with urbanemonkey and clan and had a pretty enjoyable time. Drove back home a bit stoned and had no energy all day long yesterday. Uy.

So now I’m really hyper and will probably annoy the piss out of all my coworkers. This is why I love my job. 🙂

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jimmy

September 20, 2002

It’s that time of the year: time to think about calendars!!!!! This year, I have the Adbusters calendar. Last year was Salvador Dali. So I need to go around looking for a nice one. This is probably one of my favorite things to be shopping for.

I think this will be a good weekend to go thrift store raiding.

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Bleargh!

jimmy

September 20, 2002

Meep!

I like incoherent words!

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jimmy

September 20, 2002

I finally did my laundry last night. While I was cleaning shit up, I stumbled upon my :wumpscut: stash. It’s been a long while since I’ve been in my industrial mode. So there.

It’s Friday, I got paid yesterday, what more could I ask for? Oohhh! I’m getting laid tomorrow. I think I’m on cloud nine.

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jimmy

September 19, 2002

I *heart* payday!

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