i finnally got a reccomendation for a hair cut by a person off of the burningman email list. so i got to her house and she's really fucking hot and she tells me that i should change my color. i really didnt agree with her but she could of told me that it was best to give her my debit card and code and i probably would of given it to her.

she's got an eitire room in her apt that she uses to cut hair out of so i was thinking that she's the real deal. she mixes the color and puts it in and then puts this plastic bag over my head and puts me under this heat lamp. her cell phone rings and i guess its her boy, so she leaves the room and i can hear her crying from the other room. they were fighting forever. she's tottally histerical when she comes back and she turns off the heat lamp takes the bag off of my head and we go out to the kitchen sink and she begins to rinse my hair and it starts to fall off in fucking clumps. i asked her, what the fuck is going on? she's still crying and she cant talk. im fucking pissed, real pissed. she begins to say that she cant do anything right, trying to pull the pity her card. it took every bit of strengh in my body to not kill this bitch. there was nothing else to do but shave my head. so now im fucking bald. i went from not getting my hair cut for at least a year to bald.

this is the worst day ever.

last week, after a week of not speaking to the girl, she called and left a message like nothing happened. we spent a month together. implied saturday nights together, talked every day and spent most nights toghether. then she doesnt return my call for a week. WTF?

i dont really think that wer'e perfect together, but there are levels that we clicked on. i dont fucking know. im probably just horny. i shouldnt but i think im gonna. but first im gonna sleep on it.

i think part of my reason for not being social lately is that i need a hair cut, i need new clothes and i need to join a gym.

i went to century 21 today to get some pants. my waist is a 29 and all of the asian boys get to the smaller sizes before me so i didnt find anything.

im gonna scour the sales racks on broadway in a few hours.

every friday and saturday there's always different parties to go to here in nyc and most nights theres at least 1 if not 2 or 3. sometimes they are at someone's apartment, or at a ware house or even at bars or clubs. when i first came into my current social circle i loved and embraced it. i would go out every weekend including fridays too. but things have changed with me, im starting to realize that i havent been out in months except on wednesdays to dj, which has been shut down as of last week.

last night a friend that lives at this neo-hippy commune in brooklyn had a party. i spent all day saturday, setting up my sound system for them to use. i came home, i ate dinner, showered, got dressed but i didnt want to go. i really wanted to hear how my sound system sounded, and i used to live for that shit, but i just didnt want to leave my apartment.

i dont know what's going on with me? im not heart broken, i dont feel sad or depressed either. i usally work around 3 to 5 hours a day and i go right home after that.

am i depressed?
do i have social anexiety?
am i bored with my social surroundings?

my roomie has moved out and is now living with her bf. im gonna miss her. she was great. easy to talk to, clean, and always paid the rent on time.

im fortunate enough to live in a great neighborhood and i have a two bedroom apt. my rent is really reasonable for where i live too. so when i rent out the second bedroom i dont gouge people and i charge less then the doorms at nyu. the way i rent the room out is, i put an ad on craigs list and then i have an open house.

i usally recieve about 30 emails a day when i have the ad running. which tells me that im giving the room away, but thats fine. id rather have my pick of a wider amout of people then get some slob thats gonna pay a couple bucks more for rent.

so i picked this woman. im guessing she's around my age. the reason why i picked her was because she's got a cat. i figured that when im at burning man she'll be willing to take care of my cats while im there.

well she moves in tuesday.

so the salad has been growing out for quite some time and im itchin to do something with it. so the question is...

dreads or mullet?

its offical, ive booked my plain ticket and rented an rv for burning man. ive never did the rv thing before but i was gonna bring a girl that i was dating and i figured since its her first time that i wanted to make her experience it as nice as possible.

me=SUCKER. she hasnt returned my call in 3 days.... oh well....

life goes on.

if you are interested in checking out a very very sweet and posh place in the east village on wednessdays me(dragon) and my bro www.pushpaka.com are spinning, with no cover.

hey all, im new here, not too sure what im doing, so be gentle!