the sky is on fire.

cant sleep.. im too sober to sleep. my sleep schedules all screwed. gotta cut down on double boxes, 420 sunrise sessions and everything in between..  i think a 30? day hiatus needs to be arranged. (starting next month?.. or probably next year).

i just remembered its thanksgiving today.. its already past 7.. probly wont sleep. gah i need some kill.

hope everyone has a good thanksgiving. gobble gobble yall.

jj

R.I.P. Madison

funky tracks & nickel sacks.. 420am session.

geeked. nice late night walking session, away from the usual box or post. got to catch up with a good friend. watched some infomercials.. the multimaster tool one was fuckin intense and i think that everyone needs to get one of those.  we found out that “telephone numbers” in dutch is “telefoonnummers” and we also found out that we can pretty much understand dutch just by sounding it out and guessing which english word it sounds closest to.. guess what Donderdagmiddag means?

btw, got to see Quantum of Solace yesterday.. twas pretty dope. they had chase scenes for days, had everything covered, land-water-air and everything in between. and damn, Olga Kurylenko as a bond girl is wassup, flyest of the fly candidate worthy.

ps. fcuk the bullshit and keep your ears fed:

• milkbone- keep it real
• flying lotus- tea leaf dancers
• nujabes- ristorante side A
• nate dogg- regulate
• estelle ft. john legend- you are

get lifted. stay up.

j

oh-bama!

havent posted in a while.. been kinda busy being lazy, catching up with people, and adjusting to this depressing Seattle weather. but hey its all good.. i made it back home.. we now have a black president.. how can it get any better?! it feels fuckin great to be back. but at the same time i cant help but wonder if i made the right decision or not. i have all these “what if’s” runnin thru my head and i kinda start to regret coming back. In a way, everything feels the same as it was but at the same time, everything is different. and im not sure if thats a good or a bad thing. wow, i started this post on a kinda upbeat note and it somehow transitioned into a mildly depressing one. fuck bush, fuck liars, fuck slues, fuck this weather, fuck the police. i need a job, i need a break from substances, i need something to do, i need something new, i need change?… Obama?