i wish i could take a week-long vacation every week.
haha...
okay... fine... once a month would be nice.

i laughed alot last week. it felt good. that was a vacation in and of itself.
beach frolick

after five, full days on the Grand Bahama Island (and one looong day of traveling) i'm back in (cold) nyc.

the weather was a bit cloudy for most of our stay, but we still managed to have a blast. i limboed my way into minor fame (a woman on the beach shuttle recognized me from the previous night's limbo contest)... and i had the best time playing spades, over-stuffing my stomach with lobster tails, almost dying while cruising in the un-safest looking buggy ever, anagramming words, trying to play the piano, dancing on stage and nearly burning my booty and just chillaxing the time away...

check it out

t-minus 7 hours...

i hope i don't get skin cancer.

three more days until...
bowm chica bowm boooowm.....

i'm doubly psyched because it's friday... and every friday is Good in my book.

i wonder if they make swim trunks that'll make me look 10 lbs. lighter...
a "wonder-speedo"... hahah.

my room is looking mighty clean... i need to put up a couple kozyndan posters that i got when i met them... i'm gonna frame them and everything. here's my favorite:

snow?
snow?!?
of course, i put away all my winter apparel last weekend... perfect timing, eh?
and of course, i also chopped off my afro-esque hair last weekend. now my ears and the nape of my neck get cold when even a subtle breeze passes by.

yes, my hair is short again... i know my college friends will be happy. i don't know what they had against all my long haird-dos. i only cut it so i wouldn't get a hair tan-line (like i did in bermuda). gross, i know.

T-minus 6 days...

i've added a new song to the "radio"
(over there --------->)

i don't know if badly drawn boy is "born again" in the spiritual/christian sense... but i like the lyrics nonetheless.

T-minus 10 days 'til the warm carribbean sea surrounds me.

for breakfast i ate sour patch kids and water. at least it's a fat-free meal.

one of my friends thinks i should audition for the apprentice 2. i've missed the deadline for video submissions... but they have an open casting call in the city next week... should i?

it got me thinking about other career possibilities... radio dj... mtv vj... voice-over actor (on like commercials, cartoons or imported anime)... professional poker player... carpenter/craftsman... t-shirt designer...

sigh... the grass really is greener in california, right?

slowest week ever.
i love the warmth of my bed. i wonder if sleeping on your back too much makes your butt flat. my booty isn't as rotund as it used to be. what's up with that? how come my love handles don't go away too?

bahamas in 12 days. at this rate, the wait will feel twice as long.

only asian people think poop is cute.

what's with the weather? the march snow makes me want to go back into hibernation...

i pretty much hung out in jersey city all weekend:
friday night "tupperware"/dinner/birthday party with some college friends. they live-- as my roommates like to put it-- on the other side of the tracks... but i like their place. it has much more character than my stale, overstuffed apartment. they made the best tonkatsu i've ever had.

i spent saturday sleeping in and sanitizing my bathroom. i'm not sure which one of my roommates is the culprit, but someone has some serious shedding issues... i'm talking about full-body shedding.

saturday night was a potluck dinner with some remnanites. only among church-people can board games be so intense.

i'm addicted to diet cola and naruto.
i haven't had any caffeine all day and i think my body's about to shut down.

and naruto... i can watch that all day.


i can't wait 'til i'm sunbathing in the warm carribbean sun...

i just flew in from vegas and, boy, are my arms tired... ba-dum ching!
i love poker, but i realize i'm not as good as i thought... haha... i played very stupidly most of the weekend, but i learned alot. more than that, it was good to see a couple of my cali friends. the west coast is calling loudly...

my de-hibernation is almost complete... the weather is starting to warm up... i'm being a little bit more social... and elliott smith is getting less and less airplay on my ipod.

the street vendor on the next block makes some tasty chicken over rice, but it sure makes me sleepy.