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Are you still...breathing?
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[May. 31st, 2007|01:00 pm] |
haha.
www.gogoimages.com
galleries.
gay and lesbian.
:)
it was both fun and lucrative. |
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[May. 16th, 2007|12:06 pm] |
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| | love and happiness (otis redding) from the mark wahlberg movie i'm watching | ] |
so, i became a stereotype in santa cruz (if you have questions, ask), and now i'm back in LA.
i have three jobs (soon-to-be two), just did a photo shoot in palm springs, working on a short film (as a PA) in june, writing a play for the virginia avenue project...
i think i'm in the right place.
these two hands were not doing what they could've in santa cruz.
but that doesn't mean that santa cruz is out of my life. it's a magical place.
but when i got back to LA, i saw in the first 48 hours of my homecoming more people who i really knew... than people i even acquired knowledge of in santa cruz.
i'm coming back mid-june to get my stuff.
peace. |
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[Apr. 22nd, 2007|03:24 am] |
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Mike: Cindy, do I have to remind you that when you tattle on somebody, you’re not just telling on them, you’re telling on yourself. And…
The Bunch: Telling them that you’re a tattle-tale.
just looking back on some random journal entries... some mine, some not. life's pretty funny, when you stop and think.
i just had a dream that zach braff came into my living room, picked me up, and put me on my sink and told me something terribly awkward... like i smelled like his mother, or something. i'd love to meet zach braff's mother. or smell like her. tomato/tomato, really. *grin* (Christopher Walken's right).
oh, my... |
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[Feb. 7th, 2007|03:23 am] |
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you were my paradise, but i paved you into a parking lot. |
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[Jan. 29th, 2007|01:20 pm] |
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| | Peter Schilling -- Major Tom (Coming Home) | ] |
as i walked out of that hidden salmon-and-blue-colored victorian house, through the back, i felt as if i were in one of those old text adventures in which to the west, i saw a baby-pink and lavender colored 3-story victorian with 4 different sidings and a gable. the path continued to the north and around behind the salmon house. to my south, i heard the sounds of friends painting a room red and grey, for feng shui purposes. i walked around the back and found a splash of sun on the ground. the afternoon was above me, and i sat myself down and lit a marlboro, and took everything. southeast, a brown tabby cat was lurking. i gave him a friendly smile, and he walked over to me, and after doing his thorough homework on me, he climbed into my lap and let me stroke him for what seemed like 20 minutes.
i am not a cat person. but this cat didn't know it.
never in my life has a cat climbed into my lap and stayed there, making itself comfortable. i thought, "santa cruz is the right place."
sure, it's slow-going, as of yet...
but i've only missed home twice since i've been here. and i've not missed connecticut for a millisecond.
i've been here one month, and so far, i have not encountered:
passing a kidney stone
finding out about a secret sibling
severe heart-ache
self-hatred...
i think i'm on a roll. |
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[Oct. 8th, 2006|08:04 pm] |
Good-bye Magic Mountain?
Good-bye Magic Mountain? Six Flags puts six parks up for sale or closure
2006-06-22
By Robert Niles: Six Flags announced plans Thursday to sell or close six of its properties, including the chain's once-flagship park, Magic Mountain, in Valencia, Calif.
In a press release issued after the U.S. stock market closed Thursday, Six Flags announced that it would sell the properties, to either a single buyer or multiple buyers, or that it might sell or redeploy the properties' attractions, to clear the land for real estate sale.
The six parks on the block are Magic Mountain, Elitch Gardens in downtown Denver, Colorado, Darien Lake near Buffalo, New York, Wild Waves and Enchanted Village outside Seattle, Washington and the waterparks Six Flags Waterworld in Concord and Six Flags Splashdown in Houston.
Long-time TPI readers are familiar with our coverage of Six Flags' financial struggles, and we predicted some of the parks would be going back in January. With Paramount Parks already selling out to Cedar Fair, one wonders what company will be able and willing to mount a bid to purchase the Six Flags parks. Real estate sales, alas, seem the most likely result for most of the parks. Magic Mountain, obviously, is the most viable park among the six, but Cedar Fair already has a Southern California park, in Buena Park's Knott's Berry Farm. The land underneath Magic Mountain would be worth many millions, even in SoCal's stalled real estate market, if no theme park company is willing to add this roller coaster haven to its portfolio.
Six Flags shares plunged, losing nearly a fifth of their value in after-hours trading, following the announcement.
Update: A comment I've made in a couple TV interviews since the story broke: It'd be ironic if Magic Mountain were sold off for real estate development, given that real estate development is the reason the park was built in the first place.
Magic Mountain was not always a Six Flags park. Its builder and original owner was the Newhall Land Company, the developer that built many of the communities around the park. Newhall Land thought it needed a big attraction to lure families over the pass from the San Fernando Valley into the Santa Clarita. So it contracted SeaWorld's designers and built Magic Mountain.
How ironic, now, that the park might fall victim to the success of the real estate market it was built to inspire. |
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[Aug. 5th, 2006|06:26 pm] |
so, i'm watching powder (1995) with ashley and i've never seen it before, right? and then we're watching it and powder (aka jeremy reed) smiles or something and i say to ashley... hmmm... he kind of looks like sean patrick flanery... and then i immediately look it all up on internet movie database.
sean patrick flanery = powder.
powder is a boondock saint.
and i want him.
all of him. even if he were an albino, or a black irish mafia hitter, or a suicide king... the more the merrier. |
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[May. 26th, 2006|10:33 pm] |
today, i woke up in the upper westside in the arms of a wonderful friend... which was fantastic, seeing as it always is, and because i was waking up from a bad dream. i think i'm finally able to control when i wake up if the situation is dire enough and my subconscious doesn't want to adhere to charlotte's allowance of the alloted time to get the fuck over it. i kissed him on the forehead and was off.
i walked through central park while ripping butts and talking to my mother on the celly. she cheered me up so much, and she was being so goddamned supporting that it brought tears to my eyes. not like the tears that have come in the past few days weeks months years.
as i was coming into new york, on thursday, i was playing sudoku and listening to music that wouldn't make me want to kick a puppy in the face and all of a sudden, this watery discharge sprung from my eyes. and i didn't do anything about it. i didn't move, i didn't weep or sob or convulse. i simply let the tears fall onto the new white summery shirt that emily and brooke coerced me into buying. some people looked at me, but i just focused on my sudoku.
i'm coming home soon.
it's time. |
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[May. 24th, 2006|01:31 pm] |
if you have a question for me... i'll save you the time.
the answer is: JUNE 2ND. |
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[May. 14th, 2006|05:45 am] |
oh geez. no more relationships for me. i think i should just take lovers or something. i mean, angelina jolie did it for years, and then she somehow got brad pitt. imagine that.
jesus.
on another note:
the only difference between martyrdom and suicide is press coverage.
panic! at the disco... not bad, eh?
studying, studying, studying...
i thought to myself, is it better be preemptive and end ~things~ right before finals? i mean, could i live through finals without waking up next to someone in the morning? but then i decided simply not to go to sleep until i'm off this motherfucking campus... the daunting task of waking up is absolutely so painful at this point, i'm just gonna plow through these next couple of days... on a lot of uppers... and reality doesn't have to really hit me until it won't matter anymore.
this band is cooler than yours |
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