paradoxia

Has been a while since I posted in here. This place is great! Something about its mere simplicity: its ability to be so utterly fucking cute: its a nice change from the intellectual snobbery at more "sophisticated" places like barbelith. What I need is a medium between the two, which is why I'm gonna start a new website soon.

Out of the net and into the meat? Where to begin about this last month? After San Francisco I flew to DC and hooked up with a hot chick named Katina and went to the emergency white house anti-war rally and took a bus to see my friend Amy in a little Virginia town called Blacksburg and took a bus to Texas and attended a pro-war rally in Dallas (gotta love the contrast) and went kayaking and hooked up with my friends Human Marvels in Austin (what a great fucking show!) and flew back to San Francisco where I went to the most badass party ever: Survival Research Labs. Dedededum. It was here that I discovered my true "cause," which was not to go to rallys (besides- breakaway protests don't work when you've just gotten new piercings because if they arrest you- well- jail it is and- well- they make you remove that shit and- well- it's all a bunch of power games if you ask me) but to go to crazy ass robotronic events. Let's just say that what goes on at a SRL party is like what went on in Vietnam in that you would have needed to be there. My new chant: 1, 2, 3, 4, we don't want your technology war! Wait a minute... ya we do!

Could be a good writer in regards to this entry, but I'm having too much fun to worry about coming off as witty in a place that caters to the sexual impulses of guys with a fetish for the counter cultural counterparts of Daisy Fuentes. At least it's not Pamela Anderson we're dealing with.