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[02 Jul 2008|11:57pm]
just watch it
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[23 Apr 2008|09:30pm]
YES. Nap pods have finally been invented!

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I would write more about my life and all that but i don't know. Things kind of suck right now. I'm transitioning. More when metamorphosis is complete. (I'm hoping to turn into something like Photobucket


Comment if you have any suggestions.
And tell me how the hell you are everybody. At some point I fell off even from the fringe, and I want back in. Alright, now time to walk Billy, and probably run into someone who I think is a kidnapping knife wielding sketchball but who turns out to be Matt Dolan (it's happened before)
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[02 Apr 2008|01:09am]

Ok, so Kanye West's video for Flashing Lights is really fucking great. Maybe just because I watched it on my dad's big screen in the pitch black basement at 2 am the other morning, when my brain was all fried from the schitzophrenic cuts of jiggling booties and emo bands wailing and whiny white girls playing piano. But it seems really genius.
I'm not even sure why it's genius, but after it played I turned the tv off and slept for like 11 hours. I dreamt I was a sociopath in a movie and I had this plan to kill two guys who were doing my dental surgery (which was inexplicably held in the parking lot in front of a hardware store). Then I held up the parking lot, but we bonded so I decided I wouldn't kill them. I took off on the bus, content with everything, and talked to a Mexican guy who proceeded to take me to his chicken coop. Then he killed a chicken, and I realized humanity was fucked up after all, so I went back and killed the two guys after they did some surgery on me. Then I guess killing them somehow enabled me to get the code to a topsecret area, so I removed the code from a slice in my eyeball and the door opened. Inside there was a motorcycle which I rode off on.

That's probably one of those warning signs of a future serial killer isn't it?

p.s. here is a picture of mars I found on the national geographic website.
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[25 Feb 2008|11:04pm]
some videos to appreciate:

russian hedgehogs made animate with mystifying russian techniques

boards of canada video, free fall from space

and deep sea aliens: pt 1

pt 2

note: viewing experience of the latter two heightened when watched in the dark without sound (these nature shows don't seem to get that nature has a majestic enough soundtrack on it's own.) I also recommend the "Deep Blue Pt 3" video that pops up on the bottom of pt 2.
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[27 Dec 2007|01:04am]
happy holidays!
(for some reason this picture makes me feel warm and cozy)
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[09 Nov 2007|12:05am]
Priscilla and I were talking about our creative juices, and how we would judge their current and past rates on a scale of flowing, oozing, or dribbling- (for those who have experienced the phenomenom that is our friendship the conversation was actually pretty typical). And my creative juices have been drip dropping at physics-defyingly slow intervals and it is probably one of the most discouraging causes for my (now chronic) despondancy.
And college-goers, here's a pang of nostalgia if you didn't already know (which why would you know?): the homecoming picnic is tomorrow. I'll be the one manning the Amigo's booth nachos because the Underground Book Exchange never got off the ground (in part because a book club already exists, in part because i never liked the idea that much and no matter how i spin it the club still sounds elitist, and in part because i am too lazy to make it into anything interesting)

Anddd what else

Veronica won Homecoming Princess, which is amazing but I can't help but find it sort of funny at the same time because the high distinguishment does not keep her from being dragged into the hermit lunchtime corner of me and Priscilla and AK, with Chelsea Rinden, Kristine Sosa and Jin Min making their appearences

Priscilla claims I have a cult of Tiger-reading followers, which is also funny because all my articles blowwww and are pretty much me busting out bullshit during the class period, imitating what i think a newspaper article sounds like with all the pep and shallow wit.
Oh by the way what does anyone have anything to contribute about the Undergound West Coast Hip-Hop scene?

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Edit: Looking over this entry I could add to each part about a billion times over
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[04 Oct 2007|09:30pm]
Ok. There is a dead rat in the ceiling and its stinking up the house. Me and my mom are departing to our respective cross-country destinationd tomorrow, so the rat will continue to stink up the house as it decomposes in the insulation. That is probably not anything anyone wants to know about, but for whatever reason it seems like as logical a place as to start as any. These things are always happening in the house. When it's not rats it's mysterious carpet stains, or detergent spills, or giant stacks of papers covered up with decorative blankets. Israel didn't exactly Jew up my organization skills. In fact, as far as I can tell, most aspects of my life and personality are exactly the same as before I left.
It has now been months since Israel and i'm still trying to figure out how exactly i'm any different. I should be well-versed on this too after all the thoughtful discussions initiated by the staff the last week, drilling us again and again to reach our peak epiphanies so that even if the trip had been a bust the pressure to think of some way that you had "changed" and some thing you had "learned and grown from" would have everyone convinced that something crucial occured anyway. Which in the end is maybe the same difference. Memory is easily manipulated.

so, after some thought, here it is-
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[27 Aug 2007|11:34pm]
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[11 Aug 2007|12:18am]
I really am sorry I have been neglegting my postcard duties. Don't think I haven't tried, I have been in a crisis with the written word. Lack of initiative probably has more to do with it actually. Still abroad until Friday, but I know an Irish stamp won't be nearly as cool as an Israeli one, and my mind will be more on sheep, whiskey and simon and garfunkel records than on the judaic matters which went mostly unrecorded from my perspective. More later- l'hitraoat ve lilah tov (see you later and good night)
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[18 Jun 2007|02:43am]
Friday afternoon I jolted down Via Del Rey away from South Pasadena to begin my exodus journey in a shuttle bus. I stretched my legs out on the vacant seat and monitered cheeto exchanges between ghetto hoochies and handicapped Mexicans. The bus continued on in silence, save the pulsating beat leaking from someone's ipod headphones, and I reclined uneasily enveloped in the chill of exorbitant air conditioning. It really hit me then what will change next year, and I blinked and green California rolled by through the tint of of the window, and I was overcome with the strongest sense of, I don't know, some nameless breed of futility, and like I was being torn away from something getting good. Future is this big looming X, and say its value is a-z, seniors leaving feels like the removal of f through h. I'm left with a damaged X as a future- it doesn't quite add up to what it should. Some crucial consonants are missing, and those consonants are the diverse and ridiculous characters that make up the 07 class.

That is actually a terrible way to explain it. And this is probably a lame and cowardly forum for me to explain it on in the first place.

I guess just head on what I am trying to say is, seniors- that doesn't even seem like the right pronoun- ok well, even more directly- max and jeremy:

Do you remember who I was last year? I was some floundering and insecure fashion victim that could pass under the guise of "cool" if I avoided enough direct contact. Although the elsie/emily/priscilla triumvirate was ill-fated from the start, the convenient geography of the welding table area for chilling and close proximity to natalie for elsie led me to meet and bond with your whole group. Through our exchanges last year and this year I somehow developed a gauge of judgement and was renewed in my faith in the human mind. Even if I was just standing back listening I appreciated every insight, and that even with my sparce contributions to conversational dialouges I was accepted into the circle rather than tumor-fied. And for my junior and senior year when the whole group will have vanished like it never existed at all, I think I'll always have wisps of jeremy, max, irene, miranda, teresa and other 07 ghosts trailing behind me (and most likely eliza will be literally trailing behind me)

there is more to say than that, more than i can even fully communicate, but for now, just thanks max and jeremy for respectivley being such outstanding individuals! Thanks for being witness and victim to my extreme awkwardness yet still talking to me everyday in spite of it. I will miss you all, and honestly i'm still coming to grips with your departures from sphs, even though I know you're of course going on to things and places more exciting than our dinky little authoritarian high school

As for Israel I leave Friday and don't even know how to contain myself until then. Except to write this entry I have pretty much nonstop been studying encyclopedias and atlas's and taking notes from books and websites and making hebrew flashcards and there is just so much to know! I will probably write an entry about Hamas and Fatah before I go, but rest assured, we're definitley not going into the gaza strip or west bank.

oh and annie i never got to write anything long and sentimental in your yearbook, but know that I would have, and you are one of my top priority postcard recipients

when did livejournal become my primary method of communication? Oh yeah, when I deleted my myspace, stopped going on aim, lost my cell phone, and uh, lets see, what other forms of communication have i excommunicated myself from? i'm sure any kind conceivable.
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[15 Jun 2007|11:58am]
uh, so did that era really just end?
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[02 Jun 2007|05:10pm]

mais je continue être un échec
(i even had to babelfish "failure")

Israel draws closer and even if there are no suicide bombers i think my internal organs might explode from excitment on the plane, dooming all us jews anyway

return to the homeland part 1:
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pardon the mysterious black splotch

return to the homeland part 2: ?
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[26 May 2007|05:46pm]
PANDA BEAR (aka Noah Lennox of Animal Collective)- Person Pitch
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[13 May 2007|07:30pm]
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I can't really imagine any one except myself enjoying this album. It is really anxious and jarbled and sort of like being attacked by an electric chainsaw that is running low on power so it keeps starting and stopping and making really dynamic discordant noises. It is pretty much a failure, but in the places where it is not, it is a huge success. And that's why I'm posting it. Also so Vincent will put up the Broken Flowers soundtrack.

lowest intensity chainsaw hackage: Horses, Memphis, Surfer Girl (unless you're fond of the original Beach Boys version)

In my head my video is getting stranger and stranger, with screaming logs and digging korean war survivors out of the ground. But on my camera, all I have are some shots of leaves and my dog peeing in the neighbor's bushes. And my mom won't let me flood the garage.

hope everyone is having a good time with their moms, or i guess without too

and hey try and answer: how does the world exist outside of your perception of it? If crocodiles can see more colors and dogs can hear more sounds, is there a natural condition of the world and the universe that surpasses any one organism's comprehension of it? Or does the universe only exist as a product of our viewing it?
basically, the age old "If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?" question

and it's all impossible. I thought I was done with all of this after my third grade conversation with Claire Osada in line for softball, "so...what is outside of us?"
"if there weren't us would there be nothing?" "why is there anything instead of nothing at all?" And we looked at each other confused, and then gave up and started in on the much more tangible topic of jello-filled swimming pools. (It was a hot day)
But evidently, as long as i'm living with access to a comfy bed/hammock, a surplus of oatmeal and homework that I am not quite ready to tackle, i'm not done. And the more I look at the things, the less I understand.
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[05 May 2007|12:08pm]
i don't think any picture has ever defined any person so perfectly
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the underlying sentiment of this entire year has been "i don't know"
and maybe sometimes it will seem like i know something, but that thinking that i know, even if it can and will be falsified, is probably as close to knowing as i will ever get
i guess this probably sounds ridiculously cryptic

and i have been deluding myself into thinking that even after all you seniors are gone, new and exciting characters will drift into my life. But I realized during STAR testing when the welding table was either vacant or populated by miniature-skateboarders and smug assholes, that the only people coming in are freshman. And I guess there is some new and exciting character potential there, but I have this ominous, much stronger feeling that I will be in a stalemate for the next two years until college.
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[25 Apr 2007|12:25am]
I think I may have overdosed on gummy bear vitamins. It was only today I noticed the DO NOT EXCEED RECOMMENDED DOSAGE label (which is 2 gummy bears, vs the 18 or so I consumed) printed in bold and all caps on the back. I can't imagine the kind of adverse health effects having too many nutrients would really have, but I was sort of hoping it would be a cough syrup hallucinagetic kind of thing and I would have gummy bears swirling in my head for a while. All I have is a slight stomach ache.
Also I kind of ditched school again. And when I say "ditched" I don't mean anything so sneaky as running off the school campus after being dropped off or anything like that. My mom is just a pushover for the slightest symptoms, and in taking advantage of it I am probabably resolving myself to even more immoral means of ditching than forging a grounds permit. Sleep and faulty alarm clocks and low will power and fear of coming to school without homework completed are ruining me. And uh I need to get my shit together, like right now, or these slacky flakey attributes could be conditioned into me permanently. If they aren't already.

So I started writing this thing as a Tiger Opinion piece, but as I kept writing it started drifting far far away from anything I could ever imagine Tiger publishing, but I still find it a really interesting topic and will now post it and open up the floor for discussion. And please discuss if you have any thoughts on the matter at all!
Pandora’s Big MouthCollapse )
I also wrote tons more on the origin of language and religion's explanation of it and Nicoraguan sign language and feral children, and how language oppresses our most instinctual being and how it limits thinking only to terms available in that language, with the exception of music, and reifies concepts like good and bad that cannot be concretley defined and how neanderthal and cro magnum fit into all of it and different origin of language theories and pretty much everything I know about the subject, but accidentally deleted it, but if anyone is interested I can expand further

also feel free to call my bullshit, because knowing me I am sure there is a lot of it to call, and I am mostly just regurgitating information I picked up in like three articles I've read about this kind of thing

and here i also have an unrelated artwork made entirely from $
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[07 Apr 2007|11:08pm]
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[20 Mar 2007|09:15pm]
My mom just invited me to come to the "magic castle"

yeah, it sounds like some really sketchy euphemism, but apparently, it is a real magician epicentre! http://www.magiccastle.com/ "Home of the Academy of Magical Arts" (aka the site of my future post-high school education)

and I guess we are going to be accomponied by this infamous 90 year old magician, and basically it will be really exciting and I hope they all start a game of quidditch or something
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[14 Mar 2007|06:04pm]
I just took an afternoon nap and woke up with that groggy disoriented feeling and then had some notreallyasappetizingasiwanted cambells tomato soup in which i sprinkled some parmasean cheese which swirled in the broth like apocolyptic weather patterns

Life is..
I don't know, constant, alright,
sometimes the scale tilts to good or bad, but nothing ever weighs down to the ground

shit, i don't write an entry for weeks and this is all i have to say? What is happening elsewhere. I know there is some war and some famine and glaciers melting etc. but I am just clicking away on amazon.com and doodling on my math folder. But I have been thinking about sort of heavy things lately and having lots of, I guess "deep" conversations, you know the ones that don't really help you or get you anywhere. But ok, this probably sounds insanely morbid but I have been considering that maybe death should not have such a bad connotation just because it is this total mystery to everyone. Like watching volcanoes and tsunamais and meteors crashing and all sorts of destructive things can actually be sort of beautiful, and it gets me to thinking if it is really so bad, even according to religious dogmas if you have been an alright citizen then the post-death experience is decent. I mean I guess people are all living from this slightly solopsistic viewpoint and think of death either in terms of sentimentality about loss or their own potential suffering. But just that everyone seems to accept and define death as the worst possible option and end to everything seems to cause a lot of needless stress. Like in Julius Caesar and most Shakespeare tragedies really, all the characters are quick to fling themselves against a dagger when shit goes wrong and I think it was because the prominence of religion and living for afterlife and all of that led to less fear of death.

See this is why i don't write in my livejournal, i'll just go on nonsensical psuedo-philosophical rantings

so anyway! for my 17 livejournal friends, (less than half of which i'm guessing will even read this) i'll get in the music postin game and share the only music I have been really thoroughly enjoying recently, besides billie holiday, shalome comrade (soviet yiddish insanity), animal collective rarities, the boards of canada album twoism andddd in a more nostalgic way the song what would the community think

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(click on the picture if you want to download, this isn't the cover but one of Ariel Pink's sketches which I like way better)
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti- Worn Copy

This album isn't super genious or anything but it's cool and cheers me up, it gives you a plathy sort of under a bell jar feeling. That actually holds true for all the music I mentioned now that I think about it, I wonder if that is any indication of my state of mind
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[14 Feb 2007|08:32pm]
listen to my mash up and I will give you two dollars if you guess all the songs in it. It is not very good but the last twenty seconds I made by time streching and pitch shifting this piano clip and might just take that part and make like a twenty minute long droning ambient piece.

Oh and happy Valentine's Day too!

Hello From Cupid- Jonathan Richman
this song is really amazing and you should download it and listen to it even when it's not valentine's day

and these I just downloaded because sendspace offered "upload more!" and I am easily persuaded
I like these songs a lot right now which is remarkable since I am kind of weary of music at the moment. Unless it is my banjo playing, which incidentally, while trying to create some kinda progressive bluegrassy tune I was turning the tuning peg excessivley and it sounded so cool that i kept turning and playing and then the string snapped and I got banjo whip lash.

Mozelle-Andre Williams
Andre is a funny character I found out about through my mom! He was an old Sam Cookey kind of wholesome but ridiculously good singer back in the day and then he got with Ike Turner and subsequently got on the crack and then got on the streets and then came back in the 90s releasing really scandelous albums as a sleazy pedaphilac old man with exceptional covers

and unrelated my mom just handed me a thelonius monk shirt apparently a gift to me from her mildy terrifying snaggle toothed mc boyfriend and he is creepy but I actually really like the shirt!

Search for Delicious- Panda Bear
this song! seriously...I cannot even talk about it. Just download it please. Above anything else I'm posting actually. It is really comforting and beautiful.

Untitled- Panda Bear
and this one too
if anyone downloads this and likes it I can post the Young Prayer album

and for Annie Stellar who is singlehandedly bringing orthodontia back-!

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