know nothing, no?

uh, it feels like a regular normal day. it is. long day. who knew major grocer chains were ever more restricting about their damn coupons? well, lemme give a nice sum of my time spent in 2008. really, truly, it wasn't that great (as i predicted).

it started out rather awful and bland and devious, leaving me rather upset through the early months of the year. i'm still rather distraught and lonely. probably the most lonely year i've suffered through thus far (there will be others, but i haven't met 'em yet so..what more can i say?).
the upside of the year were the intriguing and beguiling musical ventures i experienced. that was good shit. for the most part. (oh tlsp. that were a good cute time.)
uh..also some of the school stuff, surprisingly, was decent. met some people. made short films, watched long films (kubrick-ified and coppola'd or foreign), and almost got tired of sex. almost. learned how to accept the eventual destruction of the surface of the earth and death. enjoyed early morning bob dylan, 69, and russian stories. did some crack 'o caine in the maths. mmms. better than what i woulda thought. arduous, yet entertaining.
cartoons/animated things were wonderfulness albeit a sad waste of time
i'm still a bum.

yeah. i aspire to complete close to nothing tomooorrow.
happy new nen. in, like trois heures pour moi.
oui, je parle français quelquefois.
そして日本語 を 話す も。

Surkin:n. the prime example of a cute badass motherfucker ... & detour

My saturday was banging. SO SO FUCKING for REAL. i went to the detour thing in l.a. It was rather decent. The most annoying thing had to be the kids/relatively younger crowd screaming odd praises to musicians (ie: at the cut copy set--"Oh my jizzle--Dan Whitford is so hot! His hair is so hot! I wanna stick my dick in his golden locks! I totally want him to fuck me! With, like anything! Even crisco and a shotglass!"). speaking of cut copy, i wasn't impressed with their set: they started late and dan was really singing off-key for the first couple of songs...however it got acceptable and literally hopping. for some reason don't that sound a little of there? the presets what followed them were much, much better from the get-go.
here are some pictures...i guess..hahahahaha..uh.






that's noah and the whale, afternoons (oh my gosh! three timez already), and cut copy respectively.
i saw a helluva lotta other acts..datarock was the funniest..surkin and the bloody beetroots (the things that happened to me--i should probably tell someone...), i believe, had to be my absolute faves.
while i would love to divulge in every little detail, i'mma leave a bit of surkin for you all to stare at. he was mad cute and i couldn't believe the french kid was there..heheheh, he did look like some prepubescent boy or very young adolescent. it was kinda odd and i felt a little pedophilic despite the fact he's older than me.


kinda of blurry...but you can just imagine the kinda ecstasy emanating from his face. damn straight.