So... it's sunday... it's my last day in OB.... I'm stoned and I'm a little drunk!!!

See you tommorow Cera. ;-)

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Unfortuanatly for me I broke the 3 rules of drinking last night.
1. Don't eat a bunch of food if you plan on getting drunk.
2. Don't drink a crap-load of something that you've never had before.
3. Don't smoke after getting drunk.

So while I was throwing up on the balcony Al took some pictures of me and then showed them to all the party guests. Then everyone left. Great... not only did I get sick but i disgusted everyone to the point of leaving. Today is a new a wonderful day. We're going down to the OB streetfair. It will be mucho fun.

I MISS YOU CERA! You should e-mail me.

So today we finally got to go surf again. When we got back I went out to take pictures and Al worked on a project.

Right now there are a bunch of people here. "The Brazilions"?? are here and I feel kind-of out of place but no worries I'm having a good time. I just plan on getting really trashed.

Later Loyal Readers!!!

SUN GOD! This is all I ask of you... Please give me sun and waves at least one more day while I'm here!

Another gloomy day here in OB...

I went skating at the Ocean Beach Skatepark today and I ended up with a bruise on my chest and a scrape on my hip-bone. That felt great.

I miss Cera and she's taking her driving test tommorow. I know she'll do fine.

Cigarette Buzz!!!

Man today was a disapointment. The marine layer covered the sun all day so it wasn't really warm enough to go surf and my ankle wasn't well enough to go skate. Oh well, it was still another great day in O.B.

Every day people all over Ocean Beach stop what they are doing, walk down to the beach and marvel at the ocean and the sunset. It's like some sort of crazy cult of the sun or something because you can look up and down the cliffs and see people everywhere just sitting and watching it. It's beautiful. Not only is the sunset of the Ocean awesome but there's also the added bonus of watching the waves crash onto shore or the rocks or the pier.
I Miss You Cera!!! It's 8:25 in the morning so your time it's 10:25. I'm still up early. I Love You!!!

Man, I miss Cera.

I went down to the beach today and did some body surfing. Tommorow, I'll have access to a surfboard so that will kick some ass. I met one of the guys that lives below Al and he had these cool dreads and he seemed super laid-back.

Planes, Trains and Automobiles...

My train leaves early tommorow morning out of Rensselaer and gets into Chicago at like 10 something. My friends will be picking me up at the train station and I'll be staying the night with them.
Monday morning my flight leaves at 9 and gets into San Diego and 11. After that who knows.
I'll try to update and tell you guys what I'm doing.

I am fucked up...
Skittle Love...
head on the desk typing. what do you think about typing? I think it looks really wierd because I can do it because I don't understand. I don't get it. Cult, Cult, can you guys see me talking. I can't feel my face.
Periods and Sentences and shit.

I don't know which town I hate more Muncie or Rensselaer. At least in Muncie I could get hwasted whenever I want.

5 Days

"You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Well who the fuck do you think you're talkin' to huh?

Yeah, so Cera and I watched Taxi Driver last night. An excellent film that started out a little too slow.

6 Days.

I don't know how many of you have seen "American Movie" but not only is it a really funny movie but also really interesting that this one man is so damned determined to fulfill his dream. I think if everyone had as much gusto as Mark (see Mark's Journal) so much could be done with the world that is just given up on. On the site there's a page that says you can call Mike Schank. I thought that was a little strange so I thought I'd just write him a letter. So I did and I'll be sending it out tommorow. Hopefully he'll write me back and I can post what he writes.

Today I tried this stuff called Dadellion Wine at Cera's brother's house which is actually made out of dadellions. THe idea seemed strange to me until I tried it. It was pretty potent and the taste was something like a strong screwdriver due to the oranges put in the stuff while it ferments. I liked it but no-one else seemed to at all.

I'm sooooo fucking tired of this town.
That's it, I'm just sick of it. I'm ready to be on the beach and then when I get back I'm ready to be well on my way to moving to Louisville so that I can start getting some good footage.

I guess I forgot to hit publish after I finished my last post... Oh well it's there now.

Everyone keeps asking me what I'm going to DO when I get out to San Diego. Here's my official answer:
It's freakin California! I'm going to surf, skate, drink beer, and just chill out. That's what California is good for when you're from the midwest. I want to hang out with my brother and his friends and just have a good time. Is it such a need for people to have things to DO. I'm laid back and California is the place I feel most at home. Somewhere I can let my perverbial hair down. Yeah that big huge thing called the 'Ocean' is pretty humbling but Al and his friends are what really make Ocean Beach my second home.

I have yet to figure out where my first home is but it has something to do with my Dad and Cera. Or maybe somewhere with a Kegerator and a pool table. Maybe someone in OB will have the desired setup and I'm chain myself to something solid.

Hey I want to thank Irene for e-mailing me! First e-mail from a reader! WOO-HOO.

I guess I just think that my random thoughts drift into cyberspace and occasionally are read by my friends (or my friends parents who think they might be able to find out what my friends are doing; shame on you) And I figure that my mind-numbing rants are so boring that they'll scare everyone away.

I was reading this article about blogging and how it's the biggest invention since the printing press due to the vast exposure that it can grant a writer, photographer, journalist, thinker, etc. Well anyway I dig it. I agree with my Bro that regardless of having this immence medium which to express my thoughts and feelings, I would still be writing some way or another.

I'm really excited about seeing my brother and the other town-folk of O.B. I'm also really excited about meeting lisa. I'm nervous though since I really have no idea what she's like or what she'll think about me.

I hope that you are all having an enjoyable spring/summer, whatever this weather is.
Later