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Jose Pasillas II and Travis Barker one 2 talented Mexicans. Stop.

I’m pretty psyched. I have family coming over from the Philippines and it’s not like “O, I have guests.” It’s like “YESSS!!! Family!” The awesome thing is that I’ve visisted Philippines eight times but the Laxamana (though most of them live in the US now) and Tanhueco side are tightly knit to my immediate family. I hardly see them but they are a huge family influence. My auntie, uncle and 3 cousins (mid 20s, almost 22 and high teens) arrived tonight. We stay at their place when we go to PI; we’re returning them a favor. For the 3 kids, it’s their first time.

2nd Sight and Raygun came in the mail today, FINALLY.  I bought the Muse
CD today; Kate bought Big Fish.  I did a blues solo in guitar class. 
Today was cool.  I need a new strat neck.  Donate >>>
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            Pics>>>04/24/04
- Pics
from Saturday’s Family Party
                       
[not imagestation]

            pics>>>04/23/04
- Dee’s Party @ Stace’s apt.
                       
[imagestation]

"You would be the type to get mad at the wind." -Kate

I loudly muttered obscenities when the wind kept blowing my poster off the
newspaper that protects the ground from the spray glue.  See, I was
mounting my design poster on a 15" x 20" letramax mounting board.  So I
cursed at the wind out of frustration.  So what…harmless…right? 
So, yes, Kate is correct.

If a rock cracks my windshield, if somebody dings my car, if I trip on my
shoelace, if my computer gives me a blue screen and I cannot fix the problem,
hell yeah I’m gonna be upset.  I get mad at the wind.  But windshields
cost $300.  Dings bug me.  I tie my shoelaces in knots.  I don’t
visit porn sites and open unsolicited e-mail.  I’ve been a tidy person
since I was potty-trained.  My rooms are cleaned, car is clean, I have no
dings and I take care of my belongings.  So.  It’s my business if I
want to park far away from other cars.  It’s my business if I wasted $10 on
a stupid investment, let alone an unnecessary $300 investment.  I didn’t
blame anybody for that.  But I am entitled my right to being upset just as
we all are.  Plus, it’s my fucking business.  I yell, "Don’t make dust
in my room" for crying out fucking loud.  Don’t you get it?  But you
know what, it’s harmless.  If it bugs you, stay the hell away from me. 
It’s as simple as that.

I am aware that my everyday bickering can bug the hell out of people and if
people don’t want to be around me I will more than understand that.  I
repel.

Telephone Games
      
 a
fictitious fiction by: J. Tanhueco

(A telephone conversation between Linda and Lucy)

LINDA: I’m throwing down a party tomorrow
tonight.  We’re gonna get hifey.  But girl, I dunno, how is Patty
gonna get there?  She doesn’t drive.
LUCY: I don’t know.
  
   
 The
next day follows.


(Dialogue between Linda and Patty)

LINDA: Girl! Lucy is hella shady.  She
straight said she hella don’t wanna pick you up.
PATTY: What?  She said that?
LINDA: Yeah, I called her last night to tell her
about the party and I asked if she can pick you up since it’s along the way and
she straight dissed you.  She called you a bitch!
       
Curtains
close.

As the sun sets, the world continues and cars pollute the o-zone layer, the
girls settle their discrepancies and apologize for their misunderstandings. 
A similar scenario occurs months later…and months later…and months
later…and months later…

                   
…and months later.

FOR THE RECORD

To: Jhun, Kate and Kaye

Changing Faces f/ R. Kelly – Stroke You Up (1994)

Performed by: Changing Faces Produced by: R. Kelly.

It’s the feeling when your credibility has been taken away though you are 90% confident that you’re right. Then money is added into the stake and it fucks with your mind, making you think twice, whether the song features R. Kelly or Keith Sweat. 2 voted against me and it made me backtrack and question if I just might be mistaken. But I do remember the music video and vague images of R. Kelly sitting in an executive chair singing, “I don’t mind.” But for the sake being kicked down by the girlfriend when I showed know resistance in considering her comments, I post. All I did was showed confidence that it was R. Kelly. It had nothing to do with me acting like I’M RIGHT and ALWAYS HAVING TO BE RIGHT. It was as simple as remembering who was featured in the song. Check your role. [@ least Jhun was in the right state-of-mind--who the hell cares...]. Exactly dude. But knowing me, I am anal and I don’t want the feeling of my credibility being taken away over someting so stupid.

Just to be sweet and loyal to that whole montly anniversary thing, I arranged
a "Through the Years" gallery of Kate and me through the years.  Since we
don’t seem to remember our monthly anniversaries when it comes, this will make
up for those months.  Haha..kinda.
        >>>Jeff
and Kate "Through the Years"

Read Jhun’s narrative of the topic. I enjoyed his 4th body paragraph:

…take
the whole bottle, cut deep, get a good thick rope and beam to hang on to, make
sure you have gas to get there, make sure it is plugged, and make sure you have
a bullet, because if you don’t and you are still hanging around expecting for
the ones to notice you when they never did in the first place then you are
CAUSING TRAFFIC!!!"
        >>>Jhun’s Diaryland