I was walking past VKC this afternoon, and it smelled like seafood.
And now all of a sudden the theme song from "Might Morphin Power Rangers" is playing in my head.

I think i'm going insane.

( No man is an island. Except for me. )

afiluahlsdiaosflkhjasf argh i fucking hate trying to record music. maybe it's because the sound quality always comes out shitty or i always fuck up a note because my guitar skills are lacking or whatever but it's the most frustrating thing in the fucking world arrrrrgh. i spent the past two hours trying to record a song and i have nothing to show ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I went to Rodeo Dr. with the obscenely wealthy Gary L ( Read more... )

Alright, so today I remixed the two demos Austin and I recorded as Drunk As Crunk over break, and heeeeeere they are:

Winter Song
Where's My Guest Pass, Terrie Paul?The lyrics are mostly Austin's, the music is mine. "Winter Song" is just me singing, while "Guest Pass" has Austin doing some background vox. And yeah, they're kind of shitty and ( Read more... )

I Slept through all my classes this morning. Then I woke up and decided to sleep some more and dreamt about coffee and sex and airplanes. Then I woke up again and argued with Phil about Hilary Duff. Now it's time for lunch (by which I mean breakfast), and then I start writing my short story. Oh, what a wonderful life.

Mixtape went really well last ( Read more... )

L.A. looked smoggy as usual this morning. I was sitting by the hot tub on the roof of the Rennaissance, hungover and admiring the brown haze and looking down Figueroa towards USC and remembering all the times I've taken that twelve-minute bus ride from campus to downtown and back. Over and over again the same ground, same bus, same path. Over and ( Read more... )

Rum and cigarettes by the jacuzzi on the roof. Stumbling into Denny's. Johnny Rocket's and new sunglasses and dark faces on the metro. Jamming to Hendrix with djembe and wah wah wah wah. Tiny joints. Sunglasses at night. Twenty people in my room. The R.A. finding our Coronas. Going to bed at four and waking up at two. Walking quickly into the night ( Read more... )

What is this? Am I living or just drifting, being or just existing? I wanna be dynamic like electric lemonade but I'm feeling like tapwater. Listening to Michael Jackson when I should be writing the next "Thriller." Watching the drama and living the filler. Today was nice but midnight is a killer.

All my classes were really cool today, and at no point was I unhappy to be in L.A. instead of the Bay Area. This is unusual, but fantastic. Tomorrow I have a ton of classes though, so we'll see how long the feeling lasts. I'd say more but I gotsta sleep for my 9 o'clock tomorrow. Hurrah.