 Thursday, January 31
Hey, my cousin Devon is coming in tomorrow for Carnival, and I quote, "I want to get hooked up with some nice trini woman!" - SO, anyone willing to take my cousin around, or introduce his New Yorker ass to any hot ladies, be my guest. E-mail him, I don't care, I've been harassed too much =P
9:28 PM | Jus | # | no comments Wednesday, January 30Monday, January 28
stories from my mind
I've never been really close to Neil, we've never really had any common ground to start... anything, we're brothers, and that's usually where it always ends. You have an innate love for your family, for your siblings, it's hard to shake, it's hard-wired into your system like the lines on your face. I sometimes think it's a little too late now to try to build anything closer, hell, he's got a wife, a child, politics and two businesses to worry about... but I guess I'm full of shit, because he actually tries more than I do, he makes the shot in the dark, while I don't even pick up the gun. But whenever I think about it, I recall there was one time, just one, when I really felt... something, call it love, appreciation, whatever, there was still once that I felt we actually clicked, we actually felt like brothers, if nothing else. I was in the pool, floating, doing nothing special, when Neil came around and decided he wanted to swim too. I can't remember much of the in between, what was said, I just remember it started to rain, all of a sudden, and really hard, and I think I said, "Hey, it's just like if we were shipwrecked!" and Neil did something most big brothers would never do with their little brother - he played along. He joined in my wide-eyed childish game of pretend and we stayed shipwrecked for about 10 minutes, just us, in a lonely stormy sea, no protection but ourselves. For that moment, burnt in my memory, I loved my brother more than anyone else. Because I wasn't too young, or too stupid to realise that even back then, he was reaching out. When will I ever reach back. 7:03 AM | Jus | # | no comments
nothing here, move along
You know what, I have absolutely nothing to post. But I do have... TIME. I just finished a quick site design for socanation.com, and a character sketch for a game that will probably never be made, and now I'm at a loss for things to do... Well that's not entirely true, there are a number of things I could be doing (I've got a long, long, list), but I'm far too lazy to do anything really constructive so I type away the seconds... My life is advancing, I'm just now trying to catch up. That was a random thought. What else do you want at 6am? If anyone has particularly interesting or downright beautiful pictures of Trinidad, please send them here. I have video of me ranting, from 2 years ago, it's a little scary even to think about. I spend too much money on spawn toys. *runs off to check sites* ...and that was a big waste of time. pleh. 6:03 AM | Jus | # | no commentsFriday, January 25
Here are the photos from down the islands, you asked for 'em Trace =P
7:16 AM | Jus | # | no comments
*peeks in*
hey, I remember you! I remember YOU! *tries to block out half naked Tom Hanks...* I was in a car chase last week, yes, isn't it exciting? This fellow ran into our friend Jameel while he was alongside me telling me that my front tire was making strange noises. His car just jerked into mine and hit my side mirror all of a sudden, he didn't know what the hell happened because it didn't feel like someone hit him. Anyway he takes off after the guy, I take off too, and we box him off almost bringing him to a stop when he sees a side street and takes off like a bullet. Jameel was in front, and some idiot driver pulls right up behind him after the guy takes off so I'm the only one able to follow mr. hit and run, so I reverse down the main street and take the side street. He was a good way ahead by now so I disregarded stop signs, much to the *enjoyment* of my female passengers (heh), I finally caught up with him and this son of a bitch refused any attempt at being pulled over. I had to run in front of him at a cross street and block him off, Troy jumped out the car and this flyboy puts his car in reverse to get enough room to run over the curb and take off again. SO I again resume the chase, leaving Troy in the road and my door wide open, but leaving Troy meant I had to go back for Troy, and I didn't even know the area I was in and this guy was zig-zaging into streets so I knew I'd lose Troy. I pulled up close enough to get his plate number and let him go, found Troy and met up with the rest of the guys. Jameel went right down to the police station and got the guy's address, court case pending. So that was my bit of excitement for the week. You may have notice I've been terribly absent, reasons, as always. I'm building a new computer and I've got a new quasi-roommate, Kevan, you may remember his ugly mug smiling back at you from the pictures above (think of the scariest, most evil smile). He set up his new machine and I dropped the DSL modem over on that to give me laptop a break. Also, my brother - the afore-mentioned Troy - and his wife were here for 2 weeks, and my cousins - Stacey and Brent - were here for a few days, needless to say I was EVER occupied, I saw Target, Wal Mart, and MALLS in general more often than I've seen myself in the mirror lately. But they're all gone now, and I wasn't exactly nice when they were here, I was actually not nice, which I will continue to feel badly about on my own. Tracey's started something new, interesting. Stacy's gotten fan mail, ah the price of stardom. And stress. (I sent you your final x-mas present and 2 letters, you should receive 'em next week *crosses fingers*) Stacey thinks I'm dead, hehehe. Stef, has been spotted in pictures with some goofy looking motherfuckers, Hot damn. Mark, is still changing layouts, and servers. Jade wants me to come visit. Dre wants his money, and so do I. Michelle is feeling better =) Oh yes, it's official (kinda) I most likely won't be coming home for Carnival, again. Michelle's coming up here, and that's about all that matters in the end, I'll make it next year, when I won't have school and I'll be able to plan just a little better. It's early, I should sleep. I love you, and you, and oh yes you. goodnight. 6:50 AM | Jus | # | no commentsSaturday, January 12
I, am quite pleased with myself, I got the mac to print to the PC's inkjet printer (well in theory actually). After puzzling over ghostscript and redmon for about a half hour... ah, the things I do when I should be sleeping, or writing back sigoths (I can't believe I used that word...).
3:33 AM | Jus | # | no commentsFriday, January 11
You know ben brown, much like derek powazek (too lazy to find the link, tough), sound like total pussies in real life, they sound like your average, geeky, white american male whose voice never bothered to break. Thus reducing their cool factor by 20, but still giving them extra points for the "rock on geeks" factor. So it balances out nicely.
It's all love, mama. 3:33 AM | Jus | # | no comments
Hey.
I might as well write something, yeah, I might as well. I mean, some people actually do waste 25 seconds or more waiting do see if there's anything new in the world of jus. No, these people do not need medication, leave them alone, they're miiiine, go find your own crazies. I had, an enormous amount of fun in Trinidad. Mainly because being around Michelle gives me a euphoric feeling, it's like happy on an IV. And baby, do I like happy. Oh yes, my friends had something to do with it, and my new friends at that. I wish I'd have had more time to spend getting to know people, but I'm still glad for the time I did have. No regrets, trying really hard to actually put that saying into effect, in many facets of life, but I stray. Trace has gotten just a tad more evil, scary ;) Just an observation. Stacey Thomas and Stefan seem, too sexy for their hats, so to speak, no homo-erotic undertones meant there Stefy =P Ah yes, I have mad pictures from down the islands, but not nearly enough, and no pictures of anything else, which is a little sad, but when you're broke and your brother steals your computer (aka. the only means of clearing your camera's memory) then you play the best with the hand you got right? Ah yes, New Year's resolutions, very touchy subjects, I just want to get all the little things done that I CONSISTENTLY put off, and no, communication with friends does not fall into that category, that'd be BIG things that I CONSISTENTLY put off. But anyway, let's see: - Finish the mm.x thing for school - Finish the val-u-shop website and get that client out of my fucking hair - Fix minor bugs throughout frostbyte and hosted sites - Paint my sculpture of Black Bolt (finish painting, actually) - Return my Rio which has stopped responding to batteries - Return my DVD drive which is possessed by the devil - Go to a bloody dentist, no reason, I just really want to... - Figure out what the weird pain in my abdomen is about... - Exercise, consistently - Get my american license - Do something, anything, with the Trinistories idea - Draw more, paint more - Finish my comic panels and produce our comic independently - Embrace my fucking choices and stop worrying all the GOD DAMN time - Show my friends I love them, instead of just blabbering like an idiot - Be a better boyfriend, son, brother, and cousin/uncle AND folks, that's about it. 2:58 AM | Jus | # | no commentsThursday, January 10 |
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