OMG homes it's like none degrees outside. Everything with water on is is frozen in seconds; my moustache, the inside of my nose, parts of my tongue, entire dogs. Sh-t is bummy. Man. The 'lectricity is also off and since its negative glad outside nobody's been showing up to work. I've been keeping myself busy with Harper Lee and warm, electric memories of Eric Lee.
The cold's been a little inspiring though. I'm finaly able to articulate my position cosmicaly. While walking past an angry river i put my thoughts into words and arrived at this:
I hope for nothing, live in contenetment and wait for the innevidable.
I feel like the word hope implises faith in ones outcome being dependent on an outside source and I really agreed w/ Morgan Moral when he said, "the answer to every question, the solution to every problem you will ever have is within yourself."
... and i have 45 seconds left on my internet cafe time. Shoot. Looks like we'll have to hash this out over fantas and butts next week, okay?
I love the sh-t out of everyone!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
sickmosh
I think i might start work on Monday. If all goes according to plan we'll have a building and a staff and maybe some furniture. !. Yeah! Really, i'm pumped. I had a meeting w/ my director yesterday about possible projects. We're going to be running a volunteer support/exchange center. It looks like we'll be:
1) Write up some presentations about volunteering for a) University students, b) NGOs interested in working w/ volunteers and c) Interested members of the community. Present the info and pass out surveys to gauge each groups preceptions/hopes/problems/blah w/ volunteering. Get phone numbers.
2) Use that info and those phone numbers to establish what/who/where we should concentrate/prank call our resources. Look into having schools provide academic credit to students who agree to do X amount of volunteer hours. Then we'll be looking to match local NGOs w/interested volunteers. Give both sides some trainings/info on what to expect and all that.
3) Chai break
4) See if we'll be able to start a Big Bros/Big Sis' program in Taldy. Do some SWOTing and see if this'll fly, find a base group in need of service... i hate the way that sounds like a million times. Soo... find some kids who want to hang out and then organize and orchestrate some trainings for interested individuals.
But first we have to find Nadia. Nobody has seen her since 2007. Damn.
In other news, i got a GF. I'm totally in fatuated. Her name is Francesca, like francis but feminine and romantic-er. We've been having a really cute time since we met. She makes me feel like dancing and writing. And smiling a lot. I'd show you a picture of us but the only one i have of us together is of our feet.
So imagine two content feet attached to two pairs of tiny jeans connected to two contented heads/hearts and you're there.
I got the month of may.
1) Write up some presentations about volunteering for a) University students, b) NGOs interested in working w/ volunteers and c) Interested members of the community. Present the info and pass out surveys to gauge each groups preceptions/hopes/problems/blah w/ volunteering. Get phone numbers.
2) Use that info and those phone numbers to establish what/who/where we should concentrate/prank call our resources. Look into having schools provide academic credit to students who agree to do X amount of volunteer hours. Then we'll be looking to match local NGOs w/interested volunteers. Give both sides some trainings/info on what to expect and all that.
3) Chai break
4) See if we'll be able to start a Big Bros/Big Sis' program in Taldy. Do some SWOTing and see if this'll fly, find a base group in need of service... i hate the way that sounds like a million times. Soo... find some kids who want to hang out and then organize and orchestrate some trainings for interested individuals.
But first we have to find Nadia. Nobody has seen her since 2007. Damn.
In other news, i got a GF. I'm totally in fatuated. Her name is Francesca, like francis but feminine and romantic-er. We've been having a really cute time since we met. She makes me feel like dancing and writing. And smiling a lot. I'd show you a picture of us but the only one i have of us together is of our feet.
So imagine two content feet attached to two pairs of tiny jeans connected to two contented heads/hearts and you're there.
I got the month of may.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
2000grapesoda
They're always eating candy in Tapa3, they love the sweet taste:
So this blows. My Org is closed for good and the new, new, "Doc", isn't set to open till 1/14 at the earliest. So i'm basically cold chillin' until further notice, which sounds fun, but factor in the fact the GA, G-reg and the local budz all still have jobs and it's kind of like staying home from school in the 8th grade. Only the price is right is in Russian and intead of mac and cheese it's holoditz... holagits. Fat jello. Jello with fat in it. For lunch.
So i've been reading a lot. John Adams is really awesome. Native Son was fantastic. Rambo is trying to get me started on reading comics. It's rough. Magneto keeps loosing. So if you can send me books...
anyway,
Oh man, oh money, oh new year. This year i rang the bells with mnoga americans and one lcf in taraz; a top celebration in full complete with table dancing, beet eating, jack(s) playing and southern love. THe OG plan was to take an expensive train 23 hours north to Asbatar adnd count down w/ Aarboos. We were supposed to dance to a green day cover band and have snowball fights, but once i said this out loud and after my Grams yelled at my thin jacket, me GA and Gman decided to head west by bus and bro w/ Hannon and Co.
The three of us stopped by Almaty first to say hey to jessica Carlssssson and drink carbonated milk. Good times. Both extreeemly bubbly. I took a bath while Greg made me a mamossa.
The bus to Taraz suuuucked. 8 hours, Colin Ferrel, sweaty me. The party was great though. Zhambul Oblast is fo sho a fun bunch of kids. I got to see Cho (nice tan leggings) and Zach (tighty whites) again. I think we were there for three days? Maybe two days? Good days anyway. I learned how to play jacks from a girl who used to date Rivers Cuomo. Rocked old maid for a while, avoided dominoes, played civil war sleepover in a big bed made out of two close together beds. The ride home took 19 hours but i had benadryl, colin ferrel and a sweaty GA. Time flew.
A year ago i think i was dodging bubbly and hugging moon man cause he just got back from gay paris. We were in Allston and Eric Lee ate the hosts toothpaste. The cops came. No cos the toothpaste, probably cos of the not ill grind band in the basement. I got sloppy assaulted but managed to stay cool on account of my not drinking resolution. (Which mangaed to hold out for almost 2 weeks.) Then i think i gottt pissed and read a poem at the hoot about it.
The year before that I was with Eric Lee again, in Allston again. Or, not again, more like, before... or also. And we got sweaty/breathy at some yah dude's house party. I think he stole a beer ball instead of colgate. We got bored and butt slided cars. Eric butt slided a Lexus and the alarm went off. The cops came. Not cos the lexus but cos the barfing, fighting guys in front of the Kells.
Eric Lee,
I hope you stayed out of Allston this year.
roooollll deeeeep!
So this blows. My Org is closed for good and the new, new, "Doc", isn't set to open till 1/14 at the earliest. So i'm basically cold chillin' until further notice, which sounds fun, but factor in the fact the GA, G-reg and the local budz all still have jobs and it's kind of like staying home from school in the 8th grade. Only the price is right is in Russian and intead of mac and cheese it's holoditz... holagits. Fat jello. Jello with fat in it. For lunch.
So i've been reading a lot. John Adams is really awesome. Native Son was fantastic. Rambo is trying to get me started on reading comics. It's rough. Magneto keeps loosing. So if you can send me books...
anyway,
Oh man, oh money, oh new year. This year i rang the bells with mnoga americans and one lcf in taraz; a top celebration in full complete with table dancing, beet eating, jack(s) playing and southern love. THe OG plan was to take an expensive train 23 hours north to Asbatar adnd count down w/ Aarboos. We were supposed to dance to a green day cover band and have snowball fights, but once i said this out loud and after my Grams yelled at my thin jacket, me GA and Gman decided to head west by bus and bro w/ Hannon and Co.
The three of us stopped by Almaty first to say hey to jessica Carlssssson and drink carbonated milk. Good times. Both extreeemly bubbly. I took a bath while Greg made me a mamossa.
The bus to Taraz suuuucked. 8 hours, Colin Ferrel, sweaty me. The party was great though. Zhambul Oblast is fo sho a fun bunch of kids. I got to see Cho (nice tan leggings) and Zach (tighty whites) again. I think we were there for three days? Maybe two days? Good days anyway. I learned how to play jacks from a girl who used to date Rivers Cuomo. Rocked old maid for a while, avoided dominoes, played civil war sleepover in a big bed made out of two close together beds. The ride home took 19 hours but i had benadryl, colin ferrel and a sweaty GA. Time flew.
A year ago i think i was dodging bubbly and hugging moon man cause he just got back from gay paris. We were in Allston and Eric Lee ate the hosts toothpaste. The cops came. No cos the toothpaste, probably cos of the not ill grind band in the basement. I got sloppy assaulted but managed to stay cool on account of my not drinking resolution. (Which mangaed to hold out for almost 2 weeks.) Then i think i gottt pissed and read a poem at the hoot about it.
The year before that I was with Eric Lee again, in Allston again. Or, not again, more like, before... or also. And we got sweaty/breathy at some yah dude's house party. I think he stole a beer ball instead of colgate. We got bored and butt slided cars. Eric butt slided a Lexus and the alarm went off. The cops came. Not cos the lexus but cos the barfing, fighting guys in front of the Kells.
Eric Lee,
I hope you stayed out of Allston this year.
roooollll deeeeep!
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
September to right now
So i'll begin by saying,
I'm going to be posting my happenings on this guy henceforth. Myspace keeps sending me fake mail and it bums me out. You can look forward to loads of paragrpaphs concerning bad weather and bus rides. I cant write much now. In the meantime, pease enjoy this passport.
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