Come one, come all!

This is where Liz and I will be living begining in June. Friends welcome!
Rosebeach apartments

I'm gonna be a super model!

...Or at least a hair model. Rudy, one of the stylists that works at my aunt's salon (also Clay's godfather) needs a hair model to practice a new straightening technique. I think it is called Japanese straightening. It is like a perm I guess, since it permanently makes your hair stick straight. How cool! It also leaves your hair really shiny. It would normally cost hundreds of dollars, but since he's doing a demo, I get it done for free! Now I get to have long sexy straight hair like all you hotties. Only thing is that as my hair grows out the top will go back to my natural un-controllable ness. Oh well. I think it is worth it. I'm excited! Now I don't have to chop all my hair off for it to look healthy! Yeah Baby!

SHOW ME THE MONEY!

My blog is worth $564.54.
How much is your blog worth?

Today in history vol. 2

753 B.C. - Rome founded

1816- Charolette Bronte born

1956- Elvis' first #1 hit, heart break hotel

1989- Chinese students being protests at Tiananmen Square

2006- Mary March redeems credit card reward points to purchase itunes credits

Today in History

1492: Christopher Columbus signs a contract with Spain, giving him a commission to seek a westward passage to Asia.

Good Friday

The Last Hero
by G K Chesterton

The wind blew out from Bergen from the dawning to the day,
There was a wreck of trees and fall of towers a score of miles away,
And drifted like a livid leaf I go before its tide,
Spewed out of house and stable, beggared of flag and bride.
The heavens are bowed about my head, shouting like seraph wars,
With rains that might put out the sun and clean the sky of stars,
Rains like the fall of ruined seas from secret worlds above,
The roaring of the rains of God none but the lonely love.
Feast in my hall, O foemen, and eat and drink and drain,
You never loved the sun in heaven as I have loved the rain.

The chance of battle changes -- so may all battle be;
I stole my lady bride from them, they stole her back from me.
I rent her from her red-roofed hall, I rode and saw arise,
More lovely than the living flowers the hatred in her eyes.
She never loved me, never bent, never was less divine;
The sunset never loved me, the wind was never mine.
Was it all nothing that she stood imperial in duresse?
Silence itself made softer with the sweeping of her dress.
O you who drain the cup of life, O you who wear the crown,
You never loved a woman's smile as I have loved her frown.

The wind blew out from Bergen to the dawning of the day,
They ride and run with fifty spears to break and bar my way,
I shall not die alone, alone, but kin to all the powers,
As merry as the ancient sun and fighting like the flowers.
How white their steel, how bright their eyes! I love each laughing knave,
Cry high and bid him welcome to the banquet of the brave.
Yea, I will bless them as they bend and love them where they lie,
When on their skulls the sword I swing falls shattering from the sky.
The hour when death is like a light and blood is like a rose, --
You never loved your friends, my friends, as I shall love my foes.

Know you what earth shall lose to-night, what rich uncounted loans,
What heavy gold of tales untold you bury with my bones?
My loves in deep dim meadows, my ships that rode at ease,
Ruffling the purple plumage of strange and secret seas.
To see this fair earth as it is to me alone was given,
The blow that breaks my brow to-night shall break the dome of heaven.
The skies I saw, the trees I saw after no eyes shall see,
To-night I die the death of God; the stars shall die with me;
One sound shall sunder all the spears and break the trumpet's breath:
You never laughed in all your life as I shall laugh in death.

it is only a matter of time

in 48 hours i will be in the presence of naomi luce!

the end is here

so today my e.h. subscription expires. i've decided not to renew since i'd rather put that money towards a tank of gas on my way to see nomes. besides, i wasn't getting any action anyway. bye-bye to my 20 almost boyfriends!

Every other day, every other day of the week is fine, yeah.

So, I spilled my tea all over the carpet. But no one will ever know.

I can't do my homework. What an awful feeling, incompetence. Rosemead for Liz! I am so excited for you. Mary and Molly are coming up! What time? I am so happy, I cannot tell you.

There is my life now. I have nothing to live for after April 16th. Except June 16th. That's when I'm done with first year courses. I was thinking the other day about that time in LA, Liz, with Trevor and Matt. What a great day that was. Why the hell did I go to Alaska.

Have you written anything, anybody? I miss your thoughts. Mine are empty lately. I was going to fast this week. It lasted like eight hours before I thought I was going to die soon, so I decided to give up alcohol and coffee and the like instead of food. It's Holy Week. We never really celebrated it at Biola. I'm going to the Episcopal church now, I feel so comfortable there, like minded, even though everyone is about 50. I recommend it, what a wonderful thing liturgy is. Don't leave it to the individual churches to really mess things up. I can't decide whether to take you guys to the Episcopal church when you are up here, or to take you to my parents' church. We can decide together. Alex will come to church with us. Are you excited?

People are spreading out over the world. How strange to think of hundreds of years from now, when we'll have descendents whose lives were made possible by ours, moving all over the place and having their own kids. Maybe they'll marry each other. I hope so. How nice, to think that my great-great-great grandson might marry Mary March's great-great-great-great grandaughter, meeting in Zimbabwe or England or somewhere equally arbitrary, maybe speaking different languages. Let's arrange it.

The Brown Nation

APRIL 10, 2006 - OFFICIAL NATIONAL BOYCOTT. ALL IMMIGRANTS AND PEOPLE SUPPORTING ARE ASKED NOT TO SPEND A SINGLE DOLLAR. NO GAS, NO GROCERIES, NOTHING.... NO MONEY SPENT. LETS SHOW EVERYONE HOW BIG A PART OF THE ECONOMY WE ARE.

My aunt called me to say that they are calling all Mexicans to stay home from work and also to wear white in support of the protests. The idea is to show the importance of immigrants to the economy by abstaining from from work and using our money.

this is a site with info on the deomnstrations http://www.cccaction.org/cccaction/april10_index.html

here's another article: http://www.pww.org/article/articleview/8898/1/316

Unbelievable!

Did you know that in addition to 5 gallon jars of mayo and tampons by the gross (ha ha I'm so funny), you can buy fertility monitors, heart defibrilators, cellos, exotic plants, and caskets all in your one-stop shopping megaplex otherwise known as COSTCO!

Which one are you?

5 Women Every Guy's Gotta Date
By Jonathan Small

Type #1: The Older Woman
If you haven’t tried dating up the age chain, you don’t know what you’ve been missing. Mature women have been places, seen things, and have a sophistication and wisdom that you, my young friend, can—and should—soak up like a sponge. “Older women know who they are and what they want,” explains Dr. Gilda. Spend time with one and you’ll gain a terrific perspective on life, and realize that being a desirable woman doesn’t mean being a woman younger than you are.

Type #2: The Guy’s Girl
Every guy needs to experience that rare breed of gal who looks and talks like a woman, but loves sports, beer, and action flicks—in short, who acts like a guy. The guy’s girl is often so similar to you that you forget to censor yourself around her—a good thing, because it causes you to be more comfortable around women in general. “You’ll let your guard down more, just as you would around your guy friends,” she says. “You’ll learn that women can offer you friendship that you don’t have to reserve for your own gender.” We’re not saying you’ll be staging belching contests with all your future loves, but you will realize that there’s no reason to walk on eggshells around the person you’re dating. You can just be yourself—which is all women want anyway.

Type #3: The Free Spirit
This girl always stops to smell the roses. She’s totally creative, spiritual, spontaneous—maybe a tad ditzy—and she relies more on instinct and inspiration than reason and good planning. Why is this good for you? Because let’s face it: Guys are goal-oriented. We like game plans and spreadsheets; road maps and instruction manuals. That’s why sometimes we need a free spirit to fly into our lives and shake us free of our rigid ways. “A woman like this can tap a man’s creativity in ways no one else has,” says Dr. Gilda. “She shows him that not everything has to be perfect or planned.”

Type #4: The Brainy Chick
In the dating game, looks often trump intelligence—guys go for hotties rather than girls who can stand their ground in a heated debate. This is really a shame, since not only can the sharp ones keep your mind from turning to putty, they can help you appreciate all facets of a woman and even handle those times in your life when you don’t know it all. “Men are so often intimidated by smart women—they have vulnerable egos and never want to feel as if any woman is showing them up,” says Dr. Gilda. Sure, dating a woman who can beat you at chess or argue circles around you about Middle East politics might be a bit of a blow to your ego at first, but ultimately, you’ll grow from it.

Type #5: The Seductress
Every man fantasizes about dating a girl who has an, um, healthy libido and is extremely creative in bed. The good news: These girls actually exist—and if you date one, you’ll be a much better man for it. But it’s not for the reason you might think. Says Dr. Gilda, “Every guy needs to get this type of girl out of his system. Because he’ll quickly realize that sex alone cannot sustain a relationship.”

I'm PHAT

So, according to this female black comedian on the late late show Phat means Pretty Hot and Thick. That's great isn't it? let's embrace the FATness....
Fabulous And Thick
Fluffy And Tasty
Full And Tender