I'm leaving for Black Rock City in about an hour. See you there!

<3

It's funny really.. I've gotten, what.. about 8 or so notices from the SG Bill Robot that the credit card I use for this account is no longer valid, and that I better update it or my service will be interrupted (aka stop).

I think it's fucking with me or something. Quit talking shit and do something about it already! I mean really, if you have to tell someone 8 times that they better pay up or you're going to cancel their account it's probably a good hint that they aren't planning on paying.

Computers can be so naive someitmes.

I have this habit of covering my face when I laugh.


I have devised a way to accomplish one of my goals; writing a book. The basic strategy is to simply write 1 page a day, and is working out very well. It sounds so small, but a year from now I'll have a 365 page book at minimum (assuming I keep this up or don't run out of content). I'm simply writing on the topic of happiness; it's fairly abstract, yet something I think about constantly. I've always been very interested in what makes people happy, and how they measure their happiness. I'm not concerned as much with consistency right now, I'm more concentrated on just placing my thoughts on paper (and hopefully not constantly repeating myself in the process).

Otherwise things are well for me. I am happy, but I'm still covering my face.

Morpheus says MEOW!

I love going to anti-war rallies and fucking up their chants by answering their "What Do We Want?!" questions with things like "HOT DOGS!" "When Do We Want It?!" NOW!!

That and making fun of all the anarchists. They are silly.

I spent the majority of this past thursday evening at a trappist monastery talking with monks and touring the grounds. I know it may seem way off for most of you that only know me through my internet persona, but almost everything about the monastic lifestyle appeals to me, and it's something I've always been drawn to. The "almost", of which I speak, really has to do with Jesus, and organized religions in general. I've never been one for Christianity or anything of that sort, but I think if I were, this would be something I would seriously consider. I've always been strangely attracted to the idea of living a minimalist life, and I really appreciate a lot of the ideals that these people live for. Obviously, wanting and doing are two completely different things, and I'm not saying I'm going to join a monastery, but I like to laugh at the idea of how ironic it is that I find myself so attracted to a Christian contemplative life. It really is a beautiful thing if you can set aside all the hypocritical Christianity stuff..

I'm not sure if I would be able to go without vegan doughnuts and dried bananas though.. I mean come on, a boy's got needs!

It's official. God hates me.

It's both a blessing and a curse to live in a city that has:

Miles Maeda
The Lawnchair Generals
Doc Martin
Dj Assault
Mix Master Mike
AND
Dj Swamp

ALL FUCKING PLAYING AT DIFFERENT CLUBS IN THE SAME NIGHT! Argh. I suspect I will probably spend the entirety of the night with Miles Maeda and the Lawnchair Generals, but just the fact that there are so many other good shows going on tonight makes my brain hurt.

oh yea, and coconut bliss ice cream makes my vegan heart swoon.

It's a sad day today, as the SHAC 7 were convicted on all counts to all defendants:

http://www.shac7.com/updates.htm

The feeling I have today is reminiscent of how I felt when Bush won his second term.

There is no justice.

I am the #1 Reason to join Suicidegirls!
http://suicidegirls.com/tour/

Look down at the bottom at the "12 reasons to join the site". I want my fucking royalty check you bitches!

Oh yea, and here's some camwhore action while I'm at it:


You know you love my lime green underwear.

I seriously believe that if Avocados ceased to exist my level of happiness would noticeably decline.

I was telling a friend of mine last night my theories on the connection between quality foods and satisfaction with life. I think there is a direct correlation.

Without actually saying "i'm cutting processed sugars out of my diet" I am making an effort to do so, in my never ending quest to become that much more impossible to satisfy.