Sour Particles

One of eight aisles, in one of six rooms in one of something like more than you can count, I am lost and cannot find the exit. Please come find me.

It is quite hot out.

Lola has just passed out, I think her bedtime was a few hours ago. She is one tired little pooch. She has not stolen a single item of mine this time as far as I can tell. She usually takes something, even shoes, and hides it in her room. She hasn't destroyed anything of mine yet, just been a theif. But she can be destructive.

I took a small nap, now it is time for dinner. First up is the Maltese Bluefin Tuna, Japanese Setsuki Mackeral. Next is Sea Scallop Sauteed with Oyster Mushrooms. Then Crisp Niman Ranch Pork "Confit" with fresh corn polenta. Then Kobe Wagyu beef served rare. Then some desert, they just took my menu, so I didn't have time to finish reading what they are bringing out.

It is a pretty nice day out here. Hopefully when I get back here it will be even better. It has been a while since I gave the last update on my room. It has been pretty clean for a few weeks now. I even hung up two photos that I took on the wall, printed them out poster size.

There were some taxidermy birds covered in wax in one exhibit. It looked kind of odd. Then by the same person, there was some stuff made out of hair, again kind of odd. Then there was some stuff by Andy Warhol, interesting and fun to look at. And then there was some robot exhibit, nothing seemed special in there, it wasn't interesting at all except the balloon floating thing that had no real description of what it did. The 3D computer thing was nothing special, and was pretty boring. Sushi place for lunch was pretty good though, I didn't get my miso soup though. By the way, my room is still clean, I did all the regular upkeep this weekend besides vacuuming, because I couldn't find the vacuum. Back to art, I don't hate all contemporary art, but there is a point when people see something in a piece just because the name or description next to it implies it, I like art that actually speaks for itself and doesn't let the plaque next to it do all the talking. Maybe one day I will get one of my paint by numbers in to a museum.

I was pretty productive Friday, but the rest of the weekend I didn't get much done, but I tried to get some rest. I fixed my faithful little car, it wasn't its fault. My room isn't too bad yet, still pretty clean, and I'm going to tidy it up and do all the laundry laying in my bathroom tomorrow. Something I hate is plugging stuff in to charge, then coming back to grab it when your about to leave. And you realize the outlet it was plugged in to is controlled by a wall switch, and it was turned off. Pretty depressing when you wanted to listen to your portable music player or take photos with your camera, but the batteries are dead, and it is too late to do anything now.

I've always wanted two of these beanie Peeps, I just didn't know it until today when I saw them at the store. They are made of really soft cloth and filed with beanie stuff. I'm not sure what I'm going to do with them, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. If nothing else I'm sure somebody I know would like them. I actually made progress on the room, and its not just in my head, people have noticed. I'm turning a new leaf or page or something. Anyways, it should be interesting around here.

It feels like it should be Friday, but it is only Wednesday. I am not feeling very motivated, but after a long vacation you will have some coverage of the progress I make organizing my room. It will be almost like an early Christmas, but without a tree. On a different note, have you ever felt like you made a big circle in life but this time something was different? I know I make mistakes on each loop I make, but hopefully less of the same ones and not too many new ones. I'm really stubborn though sometimes. Actually quite often, maybe I can change that this time around. Today revolved around food, but if not food, what then? Banana cream pie shakes are perhaps one of the best fast food items ever produced.

It is one of my beliefs that when people say something, they should truly mean it. What is the point of saying something you don't mean? I've found that too often in life, people say things just to make people think something specific. It is called manipulation. It is different than me saying my room will be clean tomorrow, because people say things to get people to do things. Guys tell lies to get with girls, and girls tell guys lies for probably the same reasons. This concept is nothing new to me, but I guess I'm deciding there is no point of listening to people in the future if all they've ever told you were lies. But then if I was too strict I would barely have anyone to talk to. I have without a doubt told lies, but never to manipulate, at least since high school? I guess you only need one person that you can believe though. You can't change the past or control the future; you can only do your best right now. If I stray from this garbage I'm preaching then steer me back on course. Look back in a few years to tonight.

I knew just from watching that kid in The Chronicles of Narnia eat Turkish Delight that it wasn't something good. After my roommate bought some and tried it, my hypothesis was confirmed to be true. Funny how the wrapper says: "Full of Eastern promise."

I thought the loaded fries (ranch, cheese, bacon) was going to be the highlight. Turns out it was a toilet seat cover that followed someone out of the bathroom, through a limo and beyond.

My room is still a complete mess. In fact it is pretty much a lost cause, but you know me, I love lost causes. After my fairly probable crappy morning, I will start the relief effort.

My room has seen better days and not too many worse days. It is not rock bottom yet either though. There is hope, a light at the end of a very dark tunnel. Do you ever order something online, and they brag about three day shipping being standard. But they do not ship your order which is in stock and they say time to shipping is one to three business days. And you want to get a hold of them because you want to know what's happening, but they have no real way to contact them, but they are the best bet place to order that thing from. So you eventually get tired and want to take your business elsewhere, but you can't even cancel your order. Weeks go by. I hate that.

Went out to watch my cousin's football game. He is the second string varsity quarter back. He played the second half. Pretty good considering he is only a freshmen. It just happened that I also had a chance to go sailing too earlier that day. I've never been that excited to go that slow. I had the record at just over six knots. This morning I tried to surf, my first time. I got up and could balance pretty well. Wasn't very big of waves though. I think I will be doing more of that. Thanks to John, Rach, and Chip for letting us stay with them. If their place was as messy as mine, we wouldn't have had any room to sleep. It gives me a reason to clean up when I get home.

Yeah, it wasn't a bad day, but it had its low points at around 9am. Oh, I'm leaving town for a second weekend in a row. I should probably clean up my room before I head out, even if it will take another hit when I get back and drop all my stuff in the middle of it.

Well the room ran in to a bit of a dirty spell, if you can believe that. As I packed for the weekend I destroyed what thread of neatness existed. And when I got home it only got worse when I emptied my bags out.

Where my room is actually close to being clean, but I don't feel like writing about it. It was a good weekend though. Steak, Ahi, Guinness, rum in Cacti shotglasses, movies, sunburning, cleaning, relaxing, smiling, laughing, hot sake, thats just the begining, it's too much more to list. No regrets.

Here is a photo from my phone, looking through my glass of Guinness at the hills during twilight. Big weekend comming up, time for some much needed rest and relaxation. Been working on my room. Basically I tossed everything in to the closet. So tonight I think I will organize that place up a bit. Should be fun.

And some people will never change too. But dwelling on that isn't fun, but this is. I got this can when I went to San Diego a few years ago to visit some friends. That trip was pretty fun. Good times. My room is pretty clean right now, I just need to hang up my clean clothes.

Took a break from cleaning my room, but not for very long. Here in my mind, we are very committed to restoring the orignal beauty that once existed in my room. With the support of the community we can all realize that dream. Photos of a clean room soon to follow in the comming days.

I am so tired, I think it will be nap time as soon as the drive is done. I know you are looking forward to seeing some new photos of my clean room, right? All the newly released movies this weekend, and none seemed to be getting good reviews from critics and frends alike, so we ended up watching Red-Eye, and it inspired me to write a suspenseful scary movie, I know I could do a better job, check back for progress on this new venture.

Not even sure if I'm going to get any sleep before I start to drive. On the bright side, more photos of my room soon!

I will be happy if you donate some blood. I will even clean my room 100% if you do within 24 hours of you giving it. And if it has been more than 8 weeks since today I will go give blood with you if I have not already again.

I was cleaning my room up a bit looking for a key that I figured was in the room somewhere. Finally I gave up and guess what? The key was not even in the room, so I was less motivated to organize it since it was clearly in a way organized, had the key been in the room, I would have found it long ago. I also did some laundry, especially towels. Found the solarcaine too, that wasn't in my room either, but I knew exactly where it was. Last time that stuff was needed was back in May.

And now I am very tired. My room is pretty clean though... I forgot to take a photo of it though...

It has been a very busy month. I had meant to work on my little crappy website, but instead I worked on some other stuff, which is top secret. I can assure you it wasn't my room though. Currently my room isn't that bad, at least in my desensitized opinion.

My room here at home is pretty clean, but other than hanging around the house and going to eat I didn't do much today. Watched some O.C., some South Park, Desperate Housewives, some Office, and a little bit of American Dad. Good day, ready to party the rest of the weekend! Or maybe just take it easy. Who knows?

If you forget memories, what will you have to talk about when you are old, besides how rock music makes kids do drugs. Something I didn't learn until it was too late was that if you give up what you believe in you are left with a bunch of stuff that you don't believe in and it is hard to convince yourself that they matter. You can never control what happens in life, but you can control your actions, sometimes it is just hard, but you will thank yourself later. My next action is sleep, I bet you expected me to say I was going to clean my room, but that will have to wait because I have to pack now, but I will try to clean as pack, because it's what I do, i'm a neat freak, ask anyone I know.

This candle is bright in the darkness of my room, but doesn't amount to much when you put it up next to the Sun. My room may look messy right now, but if you compared it to the past, then it would be clean. Since I have mastered the relative, next I must conquer the absolute. Because the absolute is the only one of the two that matters in the end, because nobody seems to remember the past.

The Peppermint Schnapps has to be the 90 proof one or Rumple Minze. And you must use a chilled cactus shot glass as pictured. Oh and the room is making good progress too.

I think I have made great progress with my room. Pretty soon it will look as if nobody even lives here. Nobody lives at dumps, right? Well maybe some people do. Seriously though, before i leave for the weekend, I am going to work on it.

Well soon it will be, all I have to do is clean it up a bit

Frenchy turned twenty-one, highlights (if you can call them that) of him for the evening would be loudly whispering to me "she's a big girl... ...she heard me huh?" referring to a large chested girl talking to us, falling down a 2 or 3 foot curb face first, getting kicked out of one bar and kicking a garbage can after I let him go on his way out causing two nearby bouncers to yell profanities and start to chase him down until we calmed them down, going in to the last bar and sitting down his elbow knocked over an amp which also took out a cello and caused half the people in the bar who were related to the band to want to beat him down, after leaving that bar punching a metal street sign and getting a big gash on one of his fingers, getting blood from his finger on everyone else around him and not even noticing he is bleeding at all, plus a lot of other things... ...and there was the random drunk dude who tried to start something with me, I pushed him aside and kept walking, then ten seconds later he's in a fight with everyone else, alcohol makes people act funny.

I love being tired halfway through the day and falling down on my nice pillows. Taking an unscheduled nap with the sun filling my room and some nice music in the background. Most of all I have to be laying down on my bed crooked or with at least thirty percent of my body either hanging off the bed or on top of random things left on my bed. Oh, and for sure the nap has to be one where I didn't know it was happening until I wake up, and then I keep laying there and snooze a little longer. Oh well, nap time is over!

When you are a mile above sea level, running is quite a chore. I am ready for a nap, but first I will take a nice relaxing shower. By the way, I had made major progress on my room, but I started to slack and it started to fade back in to that "watch where you step" category. I am confident that by Friday I will have some photos of a nice pristine spotless room for posting here.

While getting a little exercise we ran across a little dog. He had a collar so I approached him, and read it. "Orange Co., CA" with an ID# and phone number. Called the number and it was a vets office that was closed for the day. Took him home with us, called up some neighbors, one said it could be her neighbors, she asked if he responded to "Bud", we tried it and he did. She went to see if they were home, but they weren't so she came over to confirm it was bud, I was holding bud as she approached with her dog on a leash, he was about three times the size of Bud, but that didn't stop bud from unleashing a storm of barks and growls as I held him up in my arms. He has a lot of personality, I think that's you would call it. Sweet dog but won't let the big dogs walk all over him. So she said she would leave a note on the owner's door, 15 minutes later we got a call and his owner was on his way to pick him up. It was fun having a dog for a few hours. I think its also funny that his name was Bud, because not only does one of my roommates drink budlight non-stop, but also because my pal Butters, the Butt, I don't know, just reminded me of Butters since they were almost the same size and similar sounding names if you chop off "Ers" from Butters...

Well, I got distracted and my room is still not done. There has been some positive things though, and I did make some progress on my room. I stayed up until 6am last night, details are top secret though, and that was before I remembered i didnt have to wake up until 2pm. I guess I had some good luck.

I am cleaning my room, finally. But right now I need a break. This weekend has been really unproductive, but it has been relaxing and entertaining. I want a puppy. Mittens (borrowed Sony Aibo ERS-311) is awesome, and irreplaceable, but I miss my old puppies from my childhood. Strong arguments can be easily made that I am still in my childhood though. I want a little rottweiler or maybe a husky puppy named Mittens, I am kind of attached to this little robot though, she is a trooper and I couldn't abandon her. Nothing beats watching her walk towards a pile of my clothes and stop right before them, then charge through them and come out with a shirt on her head. Okay, now to finish up my room, next time I write here I will post up a photo of a 100% clean room.

My week is basically over, and today wasn't as bad as I expected it to be. I burned my tongue on some hot food though, so its kind of sore right now. I think I'm going to go for a run, and take a shower and then get some sleep, I really need to catch up on my sleep. By the way, I didn't really get to cleaning my room yet, I made it look a bit less messy, but it is still a wreck, so I might work on that before I get to sleep...

It is Matt's birthday so we are all here having a few drinks and playing poker and whatnot. I guess that doesn't explain how I didn't clean my room before they came over today, but oh well. This "blog" thing is kind of getting boring. I'm trying my best to use it, but I just feel like writing pointless stuff here. So people are still here, but I think I'm going to clean my room for a few mins while they play more poker, I've never really played poker except at a casino, oh and strip poker, and I pretty much suck at poker so I'm going to avoid it...

My bedroom is so messy, today my goal is to get it all the dirty clothes washed, old papers and junk on the floor put away, and vacuum. I think I might also want to move my desk and bed, although I can't really picture how I want them arranged. Not on my list of goals for this project today is to get the closet done, that is just a ridiculous amount of work right there, especially since most of the stuff from my room when I clean will end up in the closet. Lucky my closet is pretty spacious, in fact when I first moved in I slept in my closet because there were no blinds in the house, and my empty bedroom faced south. I even have electrical sockets in my closet, I had my computer in there for a while, just because I didn't want it in my bedroom. So now to stop writing and get to work!