good fud

hi friends..so first time posting cuz nothing exciting has happened..but this weekend siblings took me to this restaurant up in napa called french laundry..to quote the zagat guide it's "gastronomical euphoria" and was very much so in every sense...everything was just over the top..we need to save up some money and go as a group some time..my brother's fiancee came..the last time they went to this restaurant my brother proposed to her and i couldn't be there cuz that was the night of my car accident..but i finally got to see the ring he got her..the picture doesn't do it justice. the ring is frikkin blinding and the damn thing is apparently around $35,000.


i wish i could've taken pics of the food there but that would've been weird cuz no one was taking pictures..but the food tasted as sex as it looked sexy...then my brother got the bill for five of us (after 4 hours of eating for lunch btw) and all i could say was gad damn!




















then we took some pics outside which didn't turn out so great but thas okay. this is how we take pics


tight. keep posting friends...good to hear what everyone's up to

wilkömmen zum fußball?!

i wake up at like 8am everz morning and have a cup of coffee with mz aunt in the backzard. i practice mz german and she practices some english, and we talk about everzthing, from mz life to familz to the world. after that i generallz do landscaping work from 4 to 6 hours in the garden, and itäs turning out verz well. iäm fixing mz little cousinäs treehouse as well, because the roof is leaking, so i gotta get on that. thereäs a lot to do, and iäm sore as all hell everzdaz, but at least i feel like iäm putting in mz dues for mz free room and food here. itäs prettz crayz. iäm learning to slow things down, but at the same time, there is so much to do everzdaz. i havenät had much time to do mz own thing, as iäm more part of this familz now and do everzthing thez do, but i love it because it is a verz different experience. tante chau and onkel herbert tell me that for the first couple weeks iäll live with them and learn to live ´how the germans live,´and after that thez will let me go to travel and see europe. iäm learning so much about europeans here, meeting familz friends, new familz friends. the lifestzle here is a 100% difference from how i live back home. mz familz tells me that everzthing i consume or do must harm nature as little as possible. we onlz have a couple glass bottles for juice and soda water, and whenever that runs out we take the crate back to the store for a refill. we use no plastic. i grow and cook everzthing from scratch. iäm currentlz helping with landscaping the backzard and helping to fix mz little cousinäs treehouse. then again, i do live in a village in the countrzside so everzthing is like so. there is a thing in köln called a beer bike, which is basicallz a table on wheels that travels around the citz. it seats about 8, and zou sit on it and pedal with zour feet, sing drinking songs, and drink the shit out of zourself trzing to get around the citz. itäs hilarious and one of the most fun things to do at night when everzone is just drunk as shit walking around. iäm meeting tomäs english teacher for a beer this week and weäre going to discuss mz teaching english in bergisch gladbach. hopefullz i can make some money that waz. i had a picnic with mz familz on the Rhine river the other daz, and Tom wanted to plaz soccer for hours. that shit wears me out, i donät know where he gets the energz but he wants to plaz with me 24-7. the turkish here are the minoritz, and i find it amusing that manz of the men resemble Azamat Bagatov from Borat hahahaha. thezäre friend friendlz though, although when we beat them in the semifinals thez raged the shit out of köln. we lost to spain in the finals, but spain plazed unbelievablz well. and some of our players looked like thez were sleeping on the job. i bought mz student pass so i can get around better now. when things clear up at home iäll be able to travel more. i still need to find a converter to upload pictures, but when i do, zouäll see whatäs going on. i miss za guzs. and i hope zou donät feel like all kinds of shit is happening over here while zouäre just in irvine chaozy, there is still all kinds of shit to do. iäm just doing different things. but if zou reallz want to do something, all zou gotta do is take the step and trulz focus and just do it zou know? i think mz rhetoric is shite when it comes to explaining what i mean, but being here has cleared mz head and let me see that whatever i want to do is just on me. extraneous circumstances are never to blame for something i canät do. if i want to do it, i will just find a way. oh thereäs this thing called budapest-bommako that i think zou all should look up. itäs basicallz a giant race from budapest into bommako with a car that teams make. when we get older, i think we should look into doing it. it looks like a booooomb ass trip. iäm gonna go look for a converter and then get back home cause i gotta get working, but iäll get back to zou guzs soon. peas!

corneeltron

Chi-time and your time

So it is currently 11:56 PM in Chicago. If I were a betting man I would bet that equals out to just about 9:56 PM L.A. time. But I am not so sure...

Time passes differently as I get older. It is neither faster nor slower. I simply regard hours differently. I am now well-acquainted with 7:07 AM and 9:00 AM when I was, once upon a time, a fan of 2:02 PM and 1 AM. Little things like this tells me that time is passing. And Charles Mingus is playing something from Tijuana Moods. And the rain has died down and the humidity, for a brief change of pace, has ebbed a little. Where it's gone to I don't know.

Today I found twenty dead flying ants, and one live beetle, in my mailbox. No mail for me but Alex received something from the public library. Alternately disgusting and mundane things like this seem to define my life lately. Once upon a time college was starting. Now, after a time, it is nearly over. As Hunter S. Thompson might say, "Strange musings in this godless place..." weird and savage tales of atavistic romance and perpetual indigestion. Onions and scrambled eggs... bloody marys and meat pasta. All diabolical and weird. Strange rumblings in the gray and impotent sky. Malarkey!

All I know is this: it may be 12:02 AM here, or 10:02 AM there, but it cannot be both. I would postulate that it is, in fact, neither. What time is it, then? A very good question. But I had a dream last quarter that I was floating down a river inside a greenhouse and asked, very suddenly, if anybody really knew what time it is. And the people by the river sang back, in the manner of the band (ironically named) Chicago, "does anybody really care?"

And then I woke up. Or at least I dreamed I did.

saturday afternoon hamstring soreness

hello it's saturday after noon and my hamstrings are sore. I just finished a tutoring session and some fried rice and I have nothing to do today. I'm happy to hear that you are all doing big things and having lots of fun, I envy you bastids!

I think I'm going through a jiu jitsu breakdown too like chris. I've been getting my ass handed to me all week and for the first time since I started, I'm getting genuinely very frustrated. But w/e just keep swimming just keep swimming.

Goddamn my life is so not interesting compared to the rest of yous. I don't really have much to report except that I went to buy dog food for coco this morning and I took like 10 minutes to decided whether I should get her normal adult, lamb and rice flavored food, or dog food for old dogs. I got her the normal kind.

chaotr0n

Ah...

What up!

Hope you have all been well. It's been crazy being out here... I think I've stayed in a different place every night I've been here. We've been walking around so much I can't feel my feet. Hopefully my legs get CroCop sized so I can start kicking down buildings and such....

Anyway, everyone I've stayed with have been unbelievably hospitable. It goes without saying, I'm very thankful to have been this lucky thus far. Right now I'm in my mom's junior highschool friend's neighborhood PC Bang haha. I'll be spending the night at her house. It's crazy how they're still so tight. They ended up going to different high schools. Imagine being that close to someone you met way back in middleschool. It's just mind boggling.

I met up with Sam from the ARC(big Korean dude I rolled with) and Jung, and we all went to a club out here. I got really drunk, and really shot down by chicks. It was pretty tight hahaha. BTW, you save a lot of money drinking on an empty stomach lol.

Chris, good to hear you're having fun at Tricenter! That rut you speak of... I've been going through that since I first started training haha. Anyway, it just means your game is going to evolve... so tough it out and prepare to be amazed at your own great ability!

Mmmm... the way I see it is uh... like, your BJJ ability is like a sand castle. If you want to build a bigger and better castle, you'd think you would just add more shit onto the currently existing one, but that isn't the case. You're going to have to take that castle you have and completely dismantle it, then rebuild it in the image you want... ya know? So it's perfect from top to bottom. So with each rebuild, you eliminate your flaws(ya know, shitty moat, shitty towers, whatever haha). And every time your castle gets ground to dust, that's like your rut. Wow, I don't know if that made sense at all but... I hope you get what I'm saying ahah. Anyway, I wanna see some crazy ass shit when I get back! Same goes for you Chao(I'll email the dude at wasa and tell him you're looking for a job... can't promise anything, but lemme know if you'd be interested in that)!!! >:o (btw, has Watson been going to Tricenter at all??)

And Corn... fuuuuuck! My liiiiiver!! Hates meeeeee!!! I'm sure you're going through the same thing haha. Anyway, really glad to hear you're having a great time. I know you were somewhat hesitant at first, but it sounds like you're settling in just fine :D I expect to share some epic stories with you over some brrrrs when I get back.

Alright, these posts are probably going to start getting more infrequent... so I just wanted to post and say I miss ya'll and I hope you guys are doing well!

-gene

PS We never made a list... :( No list makes me a sad panda :(

-damp apartment update: I. HAVE. MOLD. ew ew ew ewww.

-today was a science-y day. first i went to shake shack and got a chocolate shake. (ok, not such a scientific start). THEN i went to the museum of natural history and made a b-line for my two favorite places: the marine life area with the giant whale model, the squid/whale fight model, and the jellyfish video, AND the top floor, which houses all the dinosaur and pre-historic mammal skeletons. then i took a nap in central park. THEN i saw this: http://encountersfilm.com at film forum, which was so cool! find this! see this!

McPain

Everything hurts right now. i trained on Tuesday and got man-handled by EVERYBODY. even the dudes i could tap before. Wednesday...same story. i got choked by a newb. i was so demoralized. i was talking with josh and amir, and they both said the same thing. they call it "the breakdown". it's when you reach sort of a plateau where you don't really improve, and then the plateau turns into a valley where you actually suck more. but after that i hear you get EVEN BETTER THAN BEFORE! maybe i'm reaching an impending "lvl up" or maybe i'm just sucking. either way i'm still enjoying myself at Tri-center.
After the ass-kicking session mike and i went to this house in westpark thats owned by his church. it's a randomly nice house with no one living in it. we commenced jamming. it has been so long since i've played i felt a little insecure. but i got over it pretty quickly and got into the music. man, it felt so good to use that creative side again which was basically untapped for this past school year.

then we smoked marijuanas.

TOOOOORRRRRRR

iäm at an internet cafe in bergisch gladbäch right now, and this is a fuckin german kezboard and iäm not used to it at all. everzthing is in german. WHERE DO I START!! mz friends, it has been the most culturallz shocking, individuallz shocking, and amaying two dazs of mz life. and whz the funk did thez switch the z and the y? deal with it hahaha

i miss zou guzs. i will send a full update soon, but iäm waiting for Tom to get out of english class right now and thatäs in about 20 minutes. hereäs whatäs been going on:

i arrived at frankfürt airport, got lost trying to find mz train, and finallz hopped on the ICE to köln. the moment i was picked up (in front of the amaying döm cathedral) i was brought to Tomäs end of the school zear partz. i hadnät been with mz familz for more than 15 minutes when mz uncle poured me kölsch beer and told me to start drinking. i feel like such an american here, mz friends. i have been adapting quicklz, but some things here make me feel so crass. i live in the beautiful countrzside. i will upload pictures soon so zou can see what itäs like. zesterdaz it was about 77 degrees outside, and todaz itäs the same, but itäs been raining uncontrollablz. i woke up this morning and biked in the rain to the market to pick up some baguettes and pate and milsch with mz aunt; we came back and sat in the backzard under the canopz, had breakfast in the rain and talked for hours. about mz mom. about mz familz. about whz iäm here. sheäs an amaying woman. man fuck this kräut kezboard. ZE GERMANS!! after breakfast i walked with tom to his school, and afterwards i picked him up and we plazed soccer in the park closeby. i took the bus with him to bensberg where he took swimming lessons, and now weäre in bergisch gladbach for his english lessons. i managed to talk to the teacher there, and weäre heading out for beers in a couple dazs to discuss a possibilitz of me teaching there because i can speak native english. the culture here is completelz different. i cooked spaghetti from scratch for lunch. i made the noodles mzself from dough and picked herbs from the garden. all the bottles we have are glass because we refill them at the market. germans are verz environmental, and mz aunt alwazs asks me whz americans waste everzthing. i feel prettz guiltz. ITÄS GOOD TO HEAR FROM ZOU GENE! hez donät worrz, iäm getting dominated bz germans drinking the shit out of me. when i was drinking with mz uncle, i had like 7 glasses and, while i was talking to him and another german (who told me that i was gay for wearing a lipring bz the waz) i accidentallz knocked over mz glass. both mz uncle and engall looked over, shook their heads in a joking manner, and told me what a typical american i was, getting fucked up over a couple glasses of beer. shit haha. i donät have internet at home, but iäm buzing mz student pass soon so i can use the bahnhoff and the subways and all that. mz german is picking up QUICK, which iäm very veryz happz about. i speak a mixture of vietnamese and german to mz aunt, and german and hand motions/desperate sign language to mz uncle. heäs an amazing guz though, but so is this entire family. hopefulloz i get this job so i can make some monez to get around. my dollar is fubar here, and the euros i have will drain quick if i use them, so iäm waiting for this job prettz bad. bz the waz, WRITE IN THIS BLOG so i can keep up with zou all and see how everzthing is going. the pace here is quite different and itäd make me happz to hear from all of zou. bz the waz, tom beat the shit out of me when we plazed soccer. and EVERZBODZ here has a german flag on their backs, cars, backpacks, bikes right now. tonight we play turkey in the semißfinals for eurocup. this countrz is going crayz right now. one more thing, i think iäve learned more from the news here in one morning than i have ever learned from a news station in california Ü. at least that umlaut makes it easz to tzpe a happz face. okaz, i will come back soon with all kinds of cool sheit. bz the waz i live in the attic of mz house on the 3rd floor, and itäs coyz as heo! i am getting humbled the sheeeeiiiit out of. my time is up and my euros are out, iäll come back soon. i shoulda brought more monez with me hah. peas peanuts, hope to hear from zou all soon.

tcheu,
cornelius

• !!!
• my roommate and i bought a yellow piece together and named it madeline.
• a line from a manuscript i just proofread: "He was caught between two identities: Michael Smith*, effeminate fop, or Michael Smith*, British Spy." This is from a historical romance novel set in 1812.
• i live in the basement of our new apartment and sometimes when i get into bed at night or when i put my clothes on in the morning, my sheets and clothes are damp. ew.
  

love and baked goods

I am rolling a blunt right now

"June 9 2008. Time – 7:31 AM.

Toscana is quieter than I have ever fucking heard it been ever. I’ve been studying and intermittently smoking bowls of weed for the past 9 hours. Did I mention I took Adderall at the beginning? 5mg to start, plus another 5mg an hour later. It is now time for me to consume another 5mg. Thanks a lot, Cornelius.

June 11 2008. Time -1:30 AM.

Jason, Mike, Harry, Corn, Me, and Gene. 5/6 are baked. We just picked up a 40 sack of ‘ white widow’ despite our claims of sobriety for finals week. Oh well. Preparing to make Spider-Man video.

June 19 2008. 1:49AM

Spider-Man video never made. Harry, Bryan, Gene, Me. We’ve been getting really baked cause of the zone we picked up yesterday. Security guard rolled by and said: “A bear shits in the woods.” What the fuck? In approximately 7 hours we will be at Disneyland. Our brownie experiment was a success I believe (sunflower oil for the key + see below)"

Gene left on the 22nd. Corn left on the 23rd. Things are really quiet here in the two days that have passed. I feel like I just came out of a giant hotbox that's lasted around 2-3 months. Moment of clarity? Who knows. Much braging was accomplished though-- kudos guys. I'm supposed to be looking for a job right now, but the pharmacy I applied for was way not legit. I guess I'll have to commute back up to LA to the real estate firm. Or crawl back to that valet place that seems to pay so damn well. I think most of you guys know that Amadeus has moved into my house as a summer tenant. Although for the two days he's been moved in, I haven't seen him for more than an hour (I don't think he's been here for more than 2).

Some bad news. Against my better judgment, I lent out my favorite bubbler to my younger cousin for her weekend trip to Vegas. I had my doubts, considering how many beautiful pieces of glass that have broken in the past month (sigh). But alas I trusted her. And then, just today, I get a text message to the effect of "Hey david my friend broke your bubbler." Devastating. I must say goodbye to a fourth broken glassware this month. Let's take a moment of silence for my bubbler, given to me on Christmas of 2007 by my dear cousin Jeannie. Poor guy almost made it to a year. Sure, it can be replaced, but how can you replace sentimental value? However, she did offer me a replacement they picked up in Vegas. Should I take it? It's got a handle and some sort of bug/frog blown onto the pipe that's facing the bowl.

Saturday was quite awesome. Daniel and I drove about an hour through the grueling heat to Old Town Pasadena, where Autolux and the Raveonette's were playing a back to back free concert. Did I mention it was totally free? Not to mention the ridiculous amount of hotties at the event too. Here's a snippet.

If you listen carefully at the beginning of this, you can hear me saying "fuck you" to some idiot photographer who kept blocking my view. He looked like he had no idea who the band was.

Anway, I think me and Chaozy might be hitting up this head shop called "Amsterdam Head Shop." I know, pretty legit right? Even though Cornelius, you are probably there as we speak. And Gene, good to see you are chingoo-ing it up brother. Take pictures if you can mang. Same goes for the rest of you. Peacceeeee

- david

p.s. "sean"

p.s. corn, never forget assy mcgee

p.s. this is a picture of gene in korea.

WTF?

Shaddap, it was the only color left. Okay, maybe not but...

I got into Korea yesterday with Jung, and we've been pretty busy ever since. My cousin's family, for lack of a better word, is poor. Man, we really don't know how good we got it. Wish I could do something to help, but these fuggers are proud as HEEEEEELL. Gah. So instead of staying at their place(it was waaaay cramped), me 'n Jung 'n my cousin went to the bath house.... Yea, sounds pretty gay, but it seems to be the thing in Korea lately. Or at least in this area where people aren't as well off and have no A/C. The bath house is open 24/7 and they have places for you to sleep.

It's a lot cooler than spending the night in a cramped little apartment. Plus I didn't want to be in everybody's way... ya'll know how it is. Anyway, there were a bunch of old men walking around the bath house nekked, and Jung was kind of freaking out. Culture shock for sure. We slept on the floor, and I got fucking gang raped by a pack of mosquitos. Dude, one fucker got me on the lip. ON THE LIP... WTF?! It was pretty cool to immerse ourselves into the culture so soon. I felt kinda bad for Jung, cause I wasn't sure if he was used to that kinda stuff, but he seemed to be having a good time.

Anyway, long story short, I'm at my other cousin's place right now, getting ready to go drink. I'm gonna do me some hometown chingu drinking. I'm pretty much scared out of my mind. And doing this blog thing is pretty hard, cause this entire website is in Korean. Fuck. Not to mention there's... starcraft on the TV right now ahahah. Dude, all my cousins smoke now. And drink soju. Haven't seen this one since he was in like middle school.... now he drinks soju by the case and smokes Marlboro Reds. Crazy.

Alright, gotta go do work now, so I gotta go. I'll try and post on here like, once a week or something. Or maybe once a day, ya know, while I'm trying to recover from a horrible hangover :(

Well, miss you guys, and I hope to hear back from ya'll soon!

-gene


PS Chris, a blog probably isn't the best place to talk about something this serious... but I definitely think you should spend as much time as possible with your friend. Cause when you can't anymore, it's gonna break your heart. I know it's harsh to hear, but not wanting to see him is kind of selfish on your part. Ya know? Cause YOU don't wanna be hurt by all this... But your friend's the actualy one who's really suffering right now, and he needs all the support he can get. I don't know if any of that made sense man, but I'm really sorry I can't be there to offer you my support. But either way, you're a great guy and a smart man(we're no longer children) so I know you'll do the right thing.

I need a job

Today I applied for 3 more places (The Counter, a sushi place, and Trader Joe's). So far every year for the past three years I have applied for a job at Trader Joe's and have not gotten even an interview. Damn you Joe. I'm going to eat a quesadilla.

Other than that the past couple of days have been pretty crazy, just hanging out with everybody in the last days of the H129 era. It's been fun folks.

chao

hi, welcome to chevy's....

...would you like chips with that stick up your ass? so i started working as a hostess/take-out person at the chevy's in the financial district today. the job is pretty whatever but they're giving me lots of hours and it's money that i need. the thing that makes me want to throw up more than middle-aged i-bankers in suits is twenty-somethings i-bankers suits with their stupid leather laptop messenger bags and inane guffaws over rounds of over-sized margaritas, toasting their brilliant futures at merrill lynch. for some reason if one of them is a woman i want to throw up even more. i hate the way they look at me, and i don't know which look bothers me more-- the one that suggests that we could never be peers, or the one that suggests that we could.

i know that sounded a little rant-y but i'm really not that worked up about work. i mean, let's be serious--when i have nothing to do at work i stick crayons into mounds of tortilla dough for the kid's menus.

Must. Pack.

I'm sure I'll have more time to elaborate on this, but for now...

-I think edibles are just too intense for me.
-Space mountain is ridiculous when baked.

Cornelius

http://youtube.com/watch?v=aJCWziYxRVs

Tonight I discovered the best sandwhich ever.

1. toast hot dog bun
2. apply peanut butter + jelly
3. top with hershey's chocolate syrup
4. eat

chaozy

chris, you can't be white. it's too close to mine.

hello boys

so i'm in new york and it's hot has hellll. just moved into a new place in brooklyn which is pretty schweet. my door doesn't close, but apparently this is being fixed, maybe. the area is really nice and we live around a bunch of hipsters so i'm pretty much getting cooler by the minute. we also live really close to the east river so i get to watch the sun set over manhattan every day.

i'm jobless so i've decided to sell my body for extra cash. actually, i'm hostessing at chevy's mexican grill in the financial district, which is pretty much the same thing, except with salsa and margaritas. i'm also freelance proofreading cheesy romance novels for my old publishing house which is pretty pg-13 =(.

things are good and it's good to see all these people i haven't seen in ages. unfortunately i got sick and it triggered another asthmatic response so i'm on a bunch of steroids and inhalers and trying not to have hyperventilating fits on the subway. i'm pretending that smoking for like ten days straight with you guys didn't contribute to this, but let's be real.

the big news is what i went to do on saturday, which was get baked out of my mind with my roommate, claire, and see this:
http://www.amnh.org/rose/dome/
http://www.wired.com/culture/lifestyle/news/2003/09/60645

it was BETTER than i could have imagined. whenever any of you come to ny, we are doing this.

talisa

today i woke up at noon. at approximately 1pm i went to my dealers house. at 3pm i was at toscana. at 4 (+20) pm i was _____. now i'm playing the sickest video game ever. life is good.

first blog

dammit that's too close to orange, i guess i'll choose white

yes i'm still sick, i've been inside for two and a half days. it's been kind of rough lately.

Saturday i found out my friend James (who i'm sure i've told you guys about) only has a few months left. his chemotherapy has failed, which has exhausted his options for survival. chances are he won't make it past august. right now, it doesn't seem real to me. i think it's because i haven't seen or talked to him in awile. i see him online sometimes but i'm too afraid. afraid of it becoming reality. it's hard for me to look forward to my summer; when i know as time progresses i will lose a person very close to me.

it's difficult, but i'm coping with it. thank you guys for your continuing support. i love you guys, really, i do.

lets get together soon

-chris

Success! We all have our separate author accounts into here now, so we chiew.

very well, i call red

Meck

For Father's Day my brother got my dad two koi, and I got him a sudoku book. He got excited, put the fish in the tank, and went back to sleep haha. It's nice to be home where nothing really crazy happens. I jut chiew and eat food. My entire family went out to eat, and it got interesting when my dad started telling me stories about Germany and what to do or where to go. I'm pretty stoked about going maaaaans I leave soon. Last night at 1130p I met up with Harry and Gene up in the valley and hotboxed Harry's car. Hilarious times ensued. Harry is a very interesting guy; for such a huge chingoo looking Korean, he's probably one of the nicest guys I've met. It was cool seeing him hang out with his close friends from home, I think I got to know him more that way. We went up to this lookout point in Calabasas called Stunt Hill and smoked a blunt up there while we looked over LA, the valley, and the ocean. Southern California is pretty clean, no matter what. I remember thinking that way when I realized all the people in the car with me were wearing LA hats and shirts, haha. Locals only, I guess. I'm on page 82 on Into the Wild. I appreciate the honest perspective the author gives on Christopher McCandless. Idealistic, young, often erratic, but also very human. He wasn't a hero, nor was he any different from us, but he did take that step forward to see what it was like without the conventional trappings of society. He fucked up--that's for sure--when he decided to go into the wild with a knowledge of nature that was below the minimum for survival. But it was merely who he was, and I admire the courage he had for taking that step outside even when everybody constantly warned him not to. The time has come to clean up Toscana and get my shit ready to move on out. Updates to come soon, peas

i call orange you fags :) ryan

June 15, 2008

Today is Father's day, and since my father is taking a nap I think I'll write in this thing. Last night was pretty funny/random, instead of going to the Helio Sequence show as planned Corn, Daniel, David, Gary and myself just got really baked instead. And after getting really baked, going to a really foresty place sounded like a really good idea. We all piled into my minivan and started driving but after about 10 minutes or so instead of being someplace really foresty, I had driven us into Tustin right into a plaza with a 7-11 and a 24 hour donut shop. Also pretty awesome.

i call blue

chaozy

everybody should color code their entries and sign at the bottom of their posts so we know who's who. i call green!

cornelius

i am a blogging?