californication

Ryan's Espiritu in California Project, ciao bambino.

Producer Darren Dean and Dir. Sean Baker poorly display a photo all in the espiritu of Ryan.

 Takeout

I have a hunch that Nupuss once viewed mamacaramba for photoblog, no mo

Thursday 9/18

A moment of silence for our friendship. In the future, we'll be talking about the old days, as if we never did. Of course we'll be talking about Blandy and Big Mac, current world affairs, and topics of interest. I'm making us sound good as we know it. I won't go into further details. This doesn't sound like me or anything we'd say to each other, but I am going to miss yawl. I am blessed to have friends who are thrilling. The ones I've met in college just don't do it for me. They don't fulfill my NEEDS.

I really don't think we're going to be as close anymore, even though we've been buddies since Star Wars Elementary days or middle school. We'll probably be too busy pretending that we have lives. Maybe we just won't have a ride, or won't want to pay loans, or won't answer our phones or won't care or will have babies and animal farms. Maybe Eddie and Antica will cross the Croatian bridge together and never make a U-turn. Maybe Eddie will be too good for his own good. Maybe Antica will never get a phone. Maybe Jennifer will host another shindig at my house. Maybe she won't even be able to make it to her own event. Maybe one day, Joyce will finally tell some kinda lie. Maybe Helena will no longer be "so into it," so she'll look to Norbit instead. Maybe Nupur will be too busy with being mellow and break up NupussyKat. Maybe Ashley will be looking for a providing rico after growing dates. Maybe the day will end when we just won't have any juicy gossip to share and trade. Maybe we'll drop those extra pounds and start smelling fresh. Ha, that's not us, crevices. Actually, maybe we'll even be sitting next to one another at a lunch table again.

For some reason, these photos have an eerie mellow vibe. Our Catalina group!

Mike's bike

On the road again

Mike's shop

Sofa king. You're posing the same in two photos, pointster.

"You are ze best driver." is greater than Antica's mom + dad, is less than sisters

Wetzel's Pretzel

You got it babe

guess the area: 51

The first day of the rest of my life

1) Afternoon crossing 2) There is no beach. 3) Stairwell 4) Elevator 5) Dewey the Cock 6) Beverly Hills 90210

Merge right, lost souls. Turn, turn, turn! Today was my "official" first day of college, but realistically speaking, the fifth. From 8a.m. to 12:15p.m. there was non-stop congestion (even when carpooling with Stephanie). After school, I met up with Maria for the first time since she graduated. She was so looking forward for our long-awaited photo shoot, but failure! She told me she didn't want the location to be recognizable, as in a big no-no to Cerritos. However, we ended up in Sheraton and those buildings. We saw a rooster, and tried to chase him down for hours. We figured he needed a home, even though he probably finds shelter in trees. Anyways, Beverly Hills 90210 is so confusing. What ever happened to David + Donna forever? It made me wonder when some lady said that she has "enough of her own" penis. She must be a transvestite, which reminds me of ANTM Cycle 11 premier! Even our professor was making a big deal about ANTM, and his name is so Italian it threatens me, kidding.