RJK 5000

when we were in santa barbara i told marko that we need to take a vacation, and he said, “we’re taking one.” i rolled my eyes because it didn’t really feel like a vacation at the time.  but now it does.  i sort of had the blues today while trying to resettle into my good ol’ routine.  i acknowledged smog, which is something i never do.  and i feel like my body needs to undergo some serious detoxification and rjk superdieting.  back to seeing my therapist (me) i guess.  or back to vacationing and joyhogging.

there was a hot sensation in my bosom.  haha. not sexy, it was heartburn or acid indigestion i think.  Took care of it with a shot of brown rice vinegar and watering kissmint.

after work i took a nap.  And then ran a long, slow, distance on the treadmill.  They used to call it “lsd” in elementary school physical education class.

i’m liking how this week is already almost over.

Hi. I’m pretty tired. I had fun in santa barbara. i met marko’s mom. she is pretty and very kind. they both have the same warm intelligent eyes, i was relieved when she smiled at me with them. there is just something special about boys with nice mothers…

the santa barbara air was so nice. i always feel weird when i go back there. i don’t know the city that well, but i feel like i do. it’s like sharing personal stories on a bus ride with an acquaintance. there is just something special about being in an old city near the ocean…

i drank a lot of beer and joyhogged. i ate something called “farm cake” which blows away any cupcake i have ever had. there is just something special about things that you can get only from certain places…

we played pool and relaxed in our favorite spots. honestly didn’t really do too much of anything. it was just nice to be away. there is just something special about doing little somewhere a little ways away…

i feel like i was gone for a long time. i missed my normal life, but only a tiny bit. it will be hard to get back into things, but i guess i don’t mind.  there is something special everywhere anyway.

Cereal and folgers.  i made chili last night and i just took a bite to taste it.  it is okay, but not great.

I’m going to santa barbara now.  i’ll go to freebirds for you.

happy saturday.  yep, here i am eating cereal and drinking folgers again.  i just made some pancakes but haven’t eaten them yet and i’m not even sure whether i will.  i just wanted to make them i guess.  i might make some more with bananas and walnuts in them, but then i’d probably eat them, and i’m full.

last night i had a few drinks in little tokyo and chilled out.  i don’t feel hungover; i feel like a winner.  haha.

I was just lounging at home and then dr. terry called to see if I could meet for lunch! it was rad. we went to hurry curry of tokyo in old town pasadena. the curry was average (though good for hangovers), but seeing and talking to dr. terry about life, marriage (he’s engaged!), and papanicolaou testing was excellent. dr. terry mentioned more than one time that i have a good life. i had to agree. drinking a beer and having lunch with a very good friend in a great city. so lucky.

I ate too much though.

Am going to ride my bike now.

rad.

Treated myself to today (friday) off.  But so much for sleeping in.  And I feel a little fuzzy (hungover) today too.  Went to the local coffeeshop last night for jonny and ianator’s art opening.  It was pretty cool.  I drank a lot of wine and had a good time seeing people and looking at art.  Afterwards, marko and i went to hollywood to wish his friend a happy birthday.  it was fun.  I don’t know why i feel so fuzzy today, but i guess i am a lightweight now, which is fine.

Planned on turning it up to 11 (11am) today, but i was restless and woke up at pretty much the same time i always wake up.  Not sure what I’ll be doing today.  Probably chillin’.  I should eat something, I feel weird.

Happy Friday and happy memorial day weekend!

Today was great.  fun lunch.  coffee.  then driving through hollywood.  beer at a new spot.  south park and sandwiches.

how can sleep deprivation make me feel this good.

watering kissmint.

Today I chilled and had dinner with marko at the California Canteen cafe. that place is euro-cute and the food is good. checking out new spots is my favorite. then we watched “danger: diabolik” which was just great. then chilled at the pub. drank more mini-pints of double barrel. i had a good night. but i should probably finalize it with a few solid hours of z’s now.

i enjoyed.

also, ran into my neighbor and good friend takashi in the courtyard today. he returned my cake plate and gave me a pack of japanese gum called watering kissmint, along with several meaningful compliments. it was cool.

i’m going to be tired tomorrow (today), but as of right now i have no reason to be cranky.

so i had sushi with pozzebomb tonight. it was really cool. we have been friends for over ten years. skateboarding friends, nerding friends, santa barbara friends, pasadena friends. we haven’t really been “friends” for the past few years since he had been busy living a lifetime of experiences (he could probably die tonight and he wouldn’t mind), but i bet if i would have called him in the midst of all his momentous life events, he still would have “been there for me” like all my other friends. it’s really cool like that. a blessing. it was really good to see how great he looked and how awesome his life is turning out to be.

i felt happy being in pasadena and having friends and going places in cars. it was like basking in the joy of christmas shopping without the drag of pocketbooking or christmas shopping.

Nothing else really. Going to relax with a bit of pilates now.

Today has the potential of being exactly like yesterday. i slept in all comfortable and happy and now am having coffee and lady fingers and cereal, except this time i have tangy strawberries in my cereal. if i go down by the pool after this, i’m doomed to enjoy another day of leisure. the wrx needs an oil change and a bath so maybe this time i’ll actually take care of some business. so lazy…

i had a nightmare that my brother died. it was disturbing, but in a fake way. his body was rigid and the manner in which i found him dead didn’t feel real so it wasn’t really a scary nightmare, more like a zombie movie or episode of scooby doo. it was just not my cup of tea to look into hollow black shark’s eyes in my brother’s dead head.  not.my.cup.of.tea.

i suppose i should gear up and head out to the eastern side of pasadena, where the good oil change place and my mom’s house is. i bought my mom two lesportsac bags for her birthday, which is in june. but i think i will give one of them to her today just because i can’t wait.

bye for now.