i did laundry and took a shower today

those are both considered 'sunday activities' in my book

but i was so bored i did them 4 days early

the promised land

kaitlin and i have been talking about LA a lot. we miss california. well actually she's there, but she's being nostalgic and missing it with me. i am really happy to be going to new york for a while, but i cant wait to get back to california. why is it so good? why does it have to be so awesome? california has totally ruined me; i can't live anywhere else and be happy. for the last like, 150 years, the population of the united states has been slowly shifting towards the west coast. well sometimes slowly, and sometimes super fast (think the goldrush, and the DUSTBOWL). and if someone says they're not that into california, im sorry but they are probably just being stubborn. its my home sweet home, and sometimes i take it for granted, but from this day forth i vow to never commit that grave error again. i think about all the people from the midwest that ive meet throughout my life. they have a similar hometown 'midwestern' pride. but they too end up in california. and im not trying to say that i think the rest of america sucks. cause it doesnt. america is so beautiful and diverse and magnificent that it makes me want to cry. im just like my parents; i could drive for hours through the nothingness that is northern arizona or west texas and be in total awe and enchantment of my surroundings. but ill always come back to california. cause its the best.

part of kaitlin and i's recent obsession with california has been provoked by a really stupidly good song called "I love LA" by randy newman. its ridiculous and cheezy and totally makes you want to move to LA tomorrow. and it makes us want to curl our hair! so this is my hair, inspired by kaitlin falahee (but with a katie updo variation), who was in turn inspired by the red head from the "I love LA" music video, who was obviously very inspired by randy newman, who got his inspiration from beautiful california. my home sweet home!

its snowing again. i guess it was kinda naive for me to think winter was coming to an end. ive never lived here before (duh) and really have no idea how long this winter is going to last. it could snow until may for all i know. my mom reminded me that Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow this year, and i reminded her that PETA wants him replaced by a robot. i just realized that the first 4 letters in Punxsutawney spell punx. thats so punk. wow and everything is so connected! because i ALSO just realized that as i sit here writing about animal rights and punx, im listening to rudimentary peni SING about animal rights and punx. does every track on 'death church' have some reference to animal (including human animal) liberation? as far i can tell, yup they do. and even another connection! remember my post about how i accidently find myself repeating the wisdom and eloquence that are the lyrics of ace of base in my head on a daily basis? well it was pointed out to me by a dear friend that the lyrics of ace of base and rudimentary peni actually touch on a lot of the same themes. so there, another connection, wow, everything is so connected. its a small world. im drinking coffee again and eating cookies again. the same variety as yesterday. its my little connection to the past. but its a new day.

its a 'road to ruin' kind of afternoon. accompanied by coffee and cookies. i suck at blogging. i wonder how many people have blogged about THAT. im sure im being totally original. ok back to the ramones. i find myself getting really annoyed with the song 'bad brain'. its mostly just the tropical interlude they decided to drop in there. and then im instantly revitalized by the following track on the album, 'its a long way back'. im not sure why, i agree with most of you when you say its a strange choice. its something about the repetition. the lyrics, the chord progression; its totally simplistic. i think its like my mantra or something. i wonder if that counts as a mantra. i will start practicing hindu and spend hours a day meditating and chanting ramones' lyrics. i literally cannot imagine a more ideal existence.

its wednesday afternoon at 5 and im done with work for the weekend. the um, let me count it... 6 day weekend. next tuesday is carnival so we get monday and tuesday off of work. i asked my students what carnival was celebrating. they didnt know. whoever said spain was a catholic country obviously has not visited since 1976. this is a country of heathens! i didnt realize lent was something that the united states made up. you learn something new everyday.

texas chain saw massacre! joey ramone has the raddest/most strange accent. why does he say massacre like that? k im going to the post office.

today is saturday, january 30, 2010.

its raining and im drinking tea in bed, because i think i might be sick. last night i went to the movies and saw 'a serious man' and i didn't really like it. maybe something was lost in translation. they only show dubbed movies where i live, and it drives me crazy. especially when you know the actors' voices and you are watching them speak and its not their voices that are coming out of their mouths. i dont really have any other plans for this weekend. i do have my second conversation class tonight though, but i find it kinda stressful, so i cant really count it as 'fun weekend plans'. most of what ive been up to can be seen below. its a picture of my 'work space'; i get really creative in my 'work space'. reading, tetris, scale models, and computering (not pictured).

i pretty much have the next three weeks off of work. i will work a total of 1 day per week for the next three weeks. i love complaining about this, because it sounds

totally ridiculous. i dont want to get paid to NOT work for three weeks straight, and then go back to work for 4 weeks and then have another 2 weeks. another 2 weeks of paid vacation. this really is a great job. its fun and the hours are great and they keep giving me all this time off. now if only the commute to brooklyn wasn't 16 hours and $800. but seriously, you know you are desperate when you would rather work then get paid not to work. i know ive said this before, but im really just not sure what ill do. ill go stir crazy. probably get island fever. and cabin fever. and ill eat way too much.

i got my hair cut last week, and my mom asked me to put up a picture. so here it is. shameless self-promotion. shameless!

snankes on a plane

today is tuesday, january 19, in the year of our lord, 2010.

the title of this post is a joke. i am pretty sure that it wasnt snakes on the plane that did this, but probably some sort of acid or a small fire. maybe one of those daemons from the twilight zone. but when matt and i arrived to the madrid airport at 1am and proceeded to collect out luggage, this is what we found at the baggage claim.

whats more, the legos box inside of matts bag had been shredded by some sort of vicious wild animal, singed by a flame thrower, and then finally dipped in a pool of cat urine. or so it appeared. and my legos were melted! MELTED. whatever kind of sadistic debauchery takes place in the luggage cabin of major airlines carriers, i do not care to know. no sir, i do not care to know.

roman holiday

today is monday, january 18, 2010.

i went to rome. then i came home and built a cafe made of legos.

when my lego cafe was finished, i started to build a mobil suit gundam. but then i realized that mobil suit gundam is for 'japanese use only' so i stopped.