electronic impulses from brain to fingers; directed? sometimes. random? always.
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Chinkie for life.
NorCal for life.
Bruin for life.
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Friday, December 14, 2001
yo this shit looks fuckin dope for sure
Spider-Man
doobin @ 2:40 PM
Thursday, December 13, 2001
Abstract
about the judging of good writing based on others' pieces.
[doobydem [start]:]
trash blash we can stash all these works in their technique filled skirts/flirt with their message and seek the last vestage of worth/compare them to your first rhyme, flow, rhythm, and words/reverse/compare your latest effort to that pile of nursery whey and curd
[ :[end] doobydem]
doobin @ 7:16 AM
sometimes I wish I could just sit here and listen to music.. forever. Honestly, what else would really satisfy me? Lets make a list.
1. good beats
beats is used here as an umbrella term for music as a whole. anything lyrical, melodic, uplifting, emotional, expressive, poetic, of course production and not.
2. the touch of a woman
this is broad also. any level of any kind of touch. run her fingernails along my back, massage my shoulders, lick my whatever, ride me, etc. thats what i mean.
3. good food
good food. anything with a good amount of fat and sugars and tastes good.
4. herb
HERB.
so far thats all. but this is a list of what would truly satisfy me. sure my palm pilot is cool but I'm not bringing that to an island if I were alone. or perhaps these are the things I couldn't live without. Actually I think I wrote about this before.
doobin @ 6:52 AM
I was looking for a song that I thought was mixed by Groove Armada, by the filename (off Audiogalaxy), which said "GROOVE ARMADA - MY FRIEND A.O.B.", and the info tag said "AOB - My Friend" so yeah. I ended up getting Ace of Base - Cruel Summer without knowing it.
doobin @ 4:19 AM
Wednesday, December 12, 2001
[dooby dooby doo]
Abstract
Finished a final today after 14 hours of studying after another final after studying for 12 hours at a total of 27 hours (including interjected naps) of unrested drive to desparately complete that which has been procrastinated and prolonged for what seems like a lifetime and might cost a life if not handled dearly; avoiding that which gives me grief until the stare of its academic eyes eyes me in the face and melts my penniless responsive actions into liquid copper reactions; awaiting the day that life changes the way my mind's eye sees things before it has a chance to interpret them incorrectly; recognizing I have more static potential in my abilities than ever aforementioned and recognized.
Begin Addendum:
Week 11
goal post-terminate
a has been eliminate
eliminatee
another fake way to gain a good rate
of me
a peek at the validity of my intellectual state
stating to my self to watch for my own sake,
obligate, abstinate, and watch what i make in time's wake
debut hydrohandfulls cupped from the Victory Lake
subdue rent-a-safety from the bane the Infinite Combination Safe
lock its ghost handle with the fingers of my mental garden rake
shock its steel core with the lightning of my thunder storm and stress state
clocking my cognitive block's stock in cash
in rock in jewels it fuels like coals in my stovepot my stash
burnt rocks
flamed earthened will will be burnt eternal nonstop
ashed stalks
powdered bamboo blindness preventing retinaic snapshot
of me
staining the grain that sits in the intricacies of my name
my remixed ante
dealing the hand that sits royal flush in my life's game
in the identical product where difference equals the same
equals
a was-then eliminate
a widowed seed allowed to germinate
germinating into
a soul with power infuriate
a goal post-terminate
:end Addendum
What began as an intentional streamline of thoughts changed forms to that of spoken word but somehow took the form of a flow instead. focused attention to words and context and sense of story.
doobin @ 5:25 AM
Unedited for pure clarity of my train of thought, but not guaranteeing easily understandable imagination.
TuShort007: eating a gummi hamburger
TuShort007: these are quite yummy
TuShort007: i mean they have their own serving plate
TuShort007: plastic basket for real burgers, plasket basket for gummy burger
TuShort007: like a little tray
TuShort007: gummy tray
TuShort007: instead of putting money into better gummie flavors for the burger and other accessories for the gummi diner line, they use it for an individual tray for their main entree
TuShort007: then again you can say theyre using extra money to build a nice convenient tray for your desired item
TuShort007: all part of the gummi diner montage
quoted: you're AWESOME
TuShort007: excuse?
TuShort007: per don?
TuShort007: awesome is such an odd word
TuShort007: it contains a verbal opposite in itself
TuShort007: awesome is to be full of awe.. but some awe is the opposite of said full awe
doobin @ 4:10 AM
Monday, December 10, 2001
I chipped my tooth -- fifth from the center, bottom row -- and didn't realize till 10 minutes ago. I think it mightve been like that the whole night. and I think I chipped it from biting into a bad McNugget. and to think I was treating myself to goodness tonight...
dammit.
and t-minus 12 hours until my doom. wish me luck? no, wish me good lubing before I get rammed. Like this (from Amalia):
..................(__)
...............__(oo)
............/......\./......(__)
........../..Finals..\\....(oo)
......../.|...../---^^---\./
....../...|.../.|...ME...| |
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.......^.^..^.^........^.^
and suddenly I've been directed to the possibility that I won't make minimum GPA for the PA job, which is seriously worrying me. My heart sunk at when I calculated scenarios on the GPA calculator on MyUCLA, because I am an Argentine Lake Duck's penis away from falling below.
on a good note, Ji has completed her new blog at lusciouz.net in what seemed like 36 hours. good thing shes an insomniac. Her PH place is changing servers, so its technically on hiatus. she's awesome and I'd do her if she didn't grab guys crotches and tell people to suck her dick so much. xoxo babe.
and funny, Dzuy is lulling himself to sleep with retro-80's music. if it wasn't for me asking for old breaks and electro and pre-mainstreaming of electronica, he wouldn't have rediscovered the sheer cheese and enjoyment factor of this stuff. its so damn silly that you can't help but laugh and feel good when listening to it. but actually, thats how it was back then, almost everything with lyrics was about love and happiness and that nonsense. plus the horrible synths and midi instrumentals... ahhhh yes.
doobin @ 3:34 AM
Sunday, December 09, 2001
via Jeff:
Longest Bird Penis Ever
only he would take care to note this to the rest of the world.
doobin @ 8:33 PM
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