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Here are some photos from the impromptu Sopranos viewing party we had on Sunday. One of the girls in the fourth picture is my oldest brother's girlfriend. guess which one.



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The autumn colors in Central Park. Weather has been shitty this week but on Sunday it wasn't bad.



Here are some other random photos from earlier that day. The first was of some musician writing sheet music on the subway. He was so engrossed in what he was doing I was having fun watching him. He also looks like a bit of a cliche but that's another thing that was fun about it. The second picture i snapped while at a light on the bus. Someone decided to splatter paint on a posh Central Park West apartment. Looks pretty good. the last one is of me looking lame in my sweater and baby blue shirt. I never dress like that. bah. the reason i included it is because i'm standing funny.

scandalous


this because of this.

2 weeks suspension with no pay. damn shame. seems to be taking it well, though.

kraftwerk


so today was my first day of work. it went ok. i decline to comment on the job or the people for security purposes.

that is all.

Check out my brother on the Sopranos web site at hbo.com

eat fresh

here's some vids i shot on the subway on sunday. there was this white wannabe b-boy breakin' for money. he really sucked. he would get all tired and shit and start wheezin. it was sad. my expression at the end of the video basically sums it up. the second one is of some guerilla drummers. they would hop on a train and play for two stops and quickly ask for money. then they'd transfer and do it again. they were pretty good.

the files are pretty big so dialup people beware.

wack ass breakin (2.5 megs)
bongos on the subway (3.8 megs)

Not really worth the download, i really hated this lady.

dumb subway musician (2 megs)

hellowean

Oh yeah, I went to a halloween party on Saturday. It was at DJ Cloo's co-worker's apartment in Tribeca. Huge place. A good time was had by all. I ran into Teri and Orly there. Teri was a secretary and I forget what Orly was.



I was Kim Il Sung. I made my costume at the last second. Originally I was going to go as a russian b/c I had the hat that tim got me in moscow but decided to change it to the Dear Leader after I found my glasses. Then I made a t-shirt using my color printer and iron-on transfers. Too bad I accidentally put it on upside down. But I guess there's symbolism in that.



My roommates were having a party of our own but i decided to bounce after some guy named Taco Boy took off his pants and was walking around with his cock hanging out. You see, my roommates became burners after going to Burning Man over the summer. They put the invite on the Burning Man mailing list and that was that. It was a really good turnout and a lot of people i didn't know came. A lot of people that my roommates didn't know came. I helped set the party up by putting up black light decorations. the preparations these guys put into party decorations was amazing. bill bought an army surplus parachute and covered the ceiling.

i also met an elf. she was nice.

so there i was, happily brushing my teeth in my very own bathroom. the sonicare was undulating with a pleasing intensity. I was thinking about the delicious pills I would soon be eating and my thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a tickling on my foot. It really meant only one thing: some sort of vermin was crawling on my foot.

I looked down and the largest roach i've ever seen scurried away behind some shit. not real shit, but stuff in my bathroom. blah blah, i killed him and threw him in the toilet. then i decided to take a picture of the bastard. i threw in a butt for size comparison. not a real butt.

I'm sleepy but i can't sleep. i've gotten about 3 hours of sleep in more than two days. Why? I ask myself that same question.

I'm kind of enjoying netcape 7.0. it's a nice change and it also helps me manage my various yahoo accts simultaneously. and the ad-blocker is also nice.

these are from awhile ago but i felt like putting them up.


Me and Alison enjoying some suds at McAleer's


Monica buying some flowers

Plumes of smoke and ash rise from Sicily's Mount Etna, center, in this satellite image from Sunday, Oct. 27, 2002. As rivers of lava poured down its slopes, Mount Etna spewed thick clouds of ash and magma for a second day Monday, prompting officials to close some schools as the air turned sooty over much of eastern Sicily. (AP Photo/HO, NASA, Terra Satellite)



China's Sun Xiaodan (L) kicks the ball towards Vietnam's Thi Hong Thom Le (R) as Tuyet Hoa Mai looks on during the women's team sepak takraw match at the Asian Games in Pusan on October 4, 2002. One of the most spectacular sports at the Asian Games, sepak takraw has been played in Southeast Asia since the 11th century, requiring extreme skill and acrobatic ability. Vietnam beat China 2-0. REUTERS/Lee Jae-won

i'm phasing out YACCS. It's unreliable. Click on the second one if you wanna comment.

what are the odds

Teammates gather around Colombian soccer player Hermam Gaviria, 32, after he was struck by lightning during practice in Cali, Colombia, 185 miles southwest of Bogota Thursday, Oct. 24, 2002. Gaviria, who competed in the 1994 World Cup was killed Thursday when he was struck by lightning during practice. (AP Photo/El Pais)

weekend roundup
it was a fun weekend. too bad the giants lost the Series yesterday. DJ Cloo had a birthday bash this weekend at Angel in the LES. I was an hour late b/c I was watching the Giants choke in Game 6. Fucken losers.

I also didn't take any uppers so i reverted to my college style of drinking which amounts to me drinking too much and then passing out wherever. But before I passed out, i managed to make a few classic memories:

I smashed an over-frosted birthday cupcake in my mouth and then started walking around talking to people as if everything was normal.

I slipped a bouncer 20 bucks to let my brother into the club, the first doorman-greasing of my career.

Right before I passed out, I got more comfortable by taking off my shoes, which is not that weird, but i guess some of DJ Cloo's work friends thought i was a weirdo.

I put a drink on this staircase and some jerk kicked it over and it spilled all over DJ Cloo's boss and then I paused 5 seconds before apologizing for some other fool's big ass feet.

I managed to eat 1.5 slices of pizza before passing out completely.

ps. i cut my hair.

i've been growing my hair.

which one of you guys is in a Yahoo fantasy football league KL Group (League ID# 41052). And do you have James Thrash on your roster?

so there i was, standing at the corner of 96th and Columbus.

and nothing happened.

Fried Twinkie Fad Hits Arkansas

Yet Another Use for Duct Tape: Wart Removal

so some people on kazaa stupidly put their whole hard drives online. I decided to search for "doc" and read people's high school essays. instead, i found some poor depressed fool's poetry. it was kind of disturbing. the entries are dated.

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Why Me?
July 2000

i look around
all their smiling faces
i wish that was me
but i don�t think that will happen

i feel like i don�t belong
like i�m not supposed to be here
not in this place
but in this world as a whole

the only emotion i feel
is worthlessness
like i�m a waste
getting in the way

everyone around me seems so happy
why can�t i be that way?
what is wrong with me
i�m suck a freak

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The Angel Down The Street
10.09.2000

i wonder
should i say anything at all?
why even open my mouth!
she doesn�t want to listen
or need to listen for that matter
seems so happy...
why mess with something like me?
the embodiment of negativity
bitter blood
cold black heart
empty stare
skin like winter
but she seems to wonder too
might be more of wanting to know how it works
but it�s a little attention
and who knows,
she might really be true
of those that have come before
all are the same
but i can feel something
maybe it�s in my head
but i can�t be for sure
unless i open myself up
so here we go
a step out the door
foot on the pavement
on my way
to meet the angel
down the street

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A Simple Question
1.16.2k1

theres something i dont get
something i dont see
out of all the others you coulda had
you chose a freak like me

the line to get a chance with you
stretched on for miles
thought itd be a waste of my time
to even try
so i blindly stumbled around
in a world that only i could see
occasionally running into you
remembering every second there
and every word said

for you, i was just another
cast me away without a second thought
didnt remember my presence
but thats alright
my names Insignificant

tried to soak up every bit of your radiance
but it was hard to get
you were so far away
not sure how it happened
or even why
but you spoke to me
probably saw me out of a sympathetic eye
and now look what youve done
youre stuck with me

no matter how hard i try
cant lift you high enough
that pedestal ive placed you on
well the stars, theyre just too low
up in the heavens,
that where you should go
and maybe someday
ill be worth enough
to stand up there with you

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Killing Trust And Relationships
06.20.2k1

now where�s that gun?
who took my razor blades?
all the needles are gone
should have saved them
all the trust is dead

self-confidence was on the climb
love was all over
the two of us were inseparable
then i broke the rules
sheathed all i had with disgrace

left with a nauseated feeling
holding my black heart in my hand
standing with a broken will
knowing i cant trust myself
i�m best at destroying

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My Arsenal
no date

first in line
the hollow needle
it sparkles in the low light
glistening wet from what�s held within

slowly i push it in
make a dimple in my skin
breaking the surface
makes me wince with erotic joy

its contents emptied
in a few seconds
a quick shot
to kill the pain

i pull it out
watch the bead of blood form
make a fist
it quickens the flow

try it again
to test the effects
jam it in, break it off
grin because i feel no pain

next comes the blade
sharpest of all
i see myself in it
what a pathetic little soul

drag it on my arms
watch the red line follow my every move
like a twisted game of follow the leader
one that i get to control

soon i feel the warmth
as a crimson blanket
covers my arms and hands
all i can do is smile

�this is fun�
i think to myself
�i should try this more often�
i say as the game continues

the blade serves me well
follows every command
it never questions my move
always obedient and true


finally, the best for last
the simple revolver
waiting for its orders
ready for use at any moment

i pick it up
cold to the touch
icy, like the grip of death
i know it�s dying to kill

i look down the tunnel-like barrel
black is all i see
but it�s what i expected
there won�t be one of light for me

i load my gun
five bullets is all it takes
i fumble with the them
for my hands have become numb

i put the barrel to my knee
pull the trigger
start the fun
a laugh escapes my lips

once more to my other leg
and twice for my arms
i look around
and laugh one more time

the walls are covered
a sheet of blood coats their white
bits of skin and flesh
plastered on the walls and floor

i look at the mess
but then i think
it�s not my problem
i don�t have to clean it up!

the gun has one last job
to finish me off
remove me from the misery
and let me escape

i place the bloody barrel
up to my temple
smile and say good bye
then turn the lights out

i feel my eyes roll back into my head
the loud noise, now dead like me
i�m finally at rest here on my bed
i�d like to see you wake me up now, Mom!

i downloaded a bunch of shit from this one guy on kazaa who i was getting amazing transfer rates from. he had about 30 pre-release bootlegs of upcoming albums. i started off slow then the downloading frenzy was on. in the end, i got 2 gigs worth of shit. in my haste to plunder his hard drive, i failed to carefully check the integrity of the files. half of them were dummy files with songs looped in 30 sec intervals. who the fuck takes the time to make 2 gigs worth of phony files? well, not all of them were phony, i managed to get about 700 megs of viable music including the new jurassic 5, the nas b side release, and the new seether.