this blog is for bean . hey bean, please do not read this unless you are high. so robyn sends me this link, and i think it's absolutely bizarre . it's a video clip of this prison in my homeland, the philippines . she titled the email something like " what inmates do in filipino jails... this is for real ", and i'm thinking that i'm about to watch some brutal massacre of violence and torture... but this is what it was instead... as seen on youtube . holy shit. i want to know how they picked the inmate to play the girl . and like with all youtube viewings, i scanned the "related videos" to see what other sorts of nonsense they had done, and lo and behold... they've done the algorithm march ! algorithm march i came across this clip about six months ago, but i never got the chance to forward it on. i'm not gonna explain shit, because when i first watched it, it was just out of sheer curiosity of the title. before i toss you the link, here are te...
i spent all day debating whether or not to break the cardinal rule of blogging. well actually, there are two cardinal rules to blogging (at least in my book of the cardinal rules of blogging). one : don't talk about other people's shit, unless you get express, written or verbal consent . and two : don't talk about women you are together with, dating, or otherwise interested in . anyways, i was debating on whether or not to break the second rule... and i've decided that i can't do it. what i will tell you is that i went on a " date " with ariel (read the second part of this post and the second part of this post to get caught up.) and it was great. why is date in quotes? again, i can't break the rule. not this time. but i will tell that she's beautiful, smart, sweet, outgoing, and she has this sense of humor that is so endearing, i can't really explain. she has this really subtle sarcasm that is so perfect, i have wait for her to finish a s...
wow. i haven't read my work in a long time... almost three years since my last post. it's amazing the amount of self-reflection that can occur when you take a glimpse of the past you left behind. three years can really change a man. now married, and now a father, i'm more hesitant to use the word "fuck" or and derivative thereof, so freely. i don't smoke anymore and rarely is alcohol even considered. no more clubs and nights until 5am... ...and the best part? i'm as happy as can be! confident in my life, proud of my family, eager as ever to experience everything life has in store. i'm closer to God and i'm getting the big picture. am i ready to start blogging again? i don't know. i realize now, how much i used this as my outlet. my therapy. if just one person would read my words and comment on how they "get it"... well what a relief. its like being alone but not feeling alone. but i'm not there anymore. so can i write the "ha...
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