jeffrey + upstairsloft

We drove back to Sac last night with some extra luggage. Charlton and Abby are staying with us this week (cousins). I hate driving 680/80 at night. Why? Last night, I was held responsible for the massacre of several familiies.

I must of had over 200 bugs up in my GRILLLLL and my windshield looked like it had been rained on. It was so hot last night. And it is so hot right now. I’m sure the LA college kids were feeling the same heat. Correct me if not. Right now it’s 88 degrees; around 3 or 4 it’ll hit about 98-100.

Remember that one time we were at Paul’s because he’s going to Germany and we’re
not going to see him for 1.5 months?  Well, this is the last time

we
kicked it with him until he comes back.  Jhun was 2nd hand high.  Jay
isn’t a pedestrian.  I’m in every pic.  Kate’s my crackwhore. 
Paul’s just a

genuinely ugly guy and nobody wants to be his friend because nobody likes his
personality.  (<—that is one long link, my friend)

    Today was the last day to see Paul before he heads off to Germany for 1.5
months to visit his ma.  Germany is green and great.  For a country
that housed Nazis, they are pretty nice people, compared to Venice people in
Italy.  Venice is still beautiful–just has real rude people.

07/29/02 – Ludwig’s Castle, Germany

       >>>06/09/04
- Kyle’s 8th Grade Promotion

       >>>06/04/04
- New Orleans 2nd Night & Dinner Rehearsal/
             

Bourbon
       >>>06/05/04
- Wedding Day and Reception

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“If you haven’t heard that analogy…girls are like
parking lots…all the good ones are taken and the ones left are either far
away…or handicapped (literally and figuratively speaking, no
offense).”
–Paul’s
Blog

All the
good parking spots are near the ends of the lot whether it is far or near. 
Anything in the  middle is just full of miscreants waiting to sabotage your
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Yesterday was Kyle’s promotion.  Kate and I drove down to witness this
prestigious ceremonies–limos, dresses, tuxes, the works.  Check how bling
blingin we were.

        >>>06/09/04
- Kyle’s 8th Grade Promotion

TBS changed their logo; they utilize it well but when it’s onscreen it looks like Univision. Anyhow, digressing from the subject,
I caught an episode of Dawson’s Creek, the episode where they visit Cambridge
while they’re still in high school.  The funny thing is how much I opposed
the show during high school simply because it was amidst the hype and I found no
interest in it for me; I was watching wrestling and any musical performance on
TV.

Jhun and Kate were fairly huge fans of the show during high school and when Jhun
bought the 1st season DVD set, we watched it and they offered me an explanation. 
So I know a thing or two about the show.  This particular episode spoke to
me; I found it relative to my current academic life.  For the most part, I
label a book or movie as "great" when I relate to the story or one of the
characters.  This episode was great.

The episode revolves around displaying each characters’ ambition into some
college aspiration, like Dawson and his filmmaking, Joey and her academics, and
that one guy with his gayness.  Well, it never really struck interest in me
in high school because the ambition displayed in Dawson’s Creek is greatly
unequal to the ambition in real world high school.  In fact, it seems the
ambition in that episode matched the ambition level of one attending junior
college.  That episode merely reflected my last semester in a junior
college.

That’s TV for you, when 20-year olds play high-schoolers.  Well, I am 21
and it seems I’m playing their high schooler.

Kobe misses a 3. Kobe misses a 3. Kobe misses a 3. Kobe makes a 3, tying the game, 2.1 seconds left, Malone steals it, OVERTIME!!! Eat that Ben Wallace.

For a bit over a month I noticed the trend of carrying on conversations better
with strangers and acquaintances than my friends.  I’d like to believe that
my attempts at a wholesome conversation with friends were effortless but I can’t
deny that I’ve been trying to keep in contact and "chop it up" with the "homies." 
AIM has its positives and negatives much like everything else pertaining to new
technological advances but when I am not in physical contact with friends I
enjoy (or used to enjoy) pointless but interesting conversations with friends
over AIM.  Sad? No?  Pathetic? No.  It’s not nearly as intimate
as a conversation over the phone but that’s more intimate than necessary. 
AIM, to me, is much more informing and interesting than e-mail, letters, and
it’s a more direct way to communicate with somebody without the use of a phone.

I tend to talk to only Kate, Jhun and family over the phone; it’s normal for me. 
I’m great friends with Kaye but we don’t talk over the phone, same goes with
everybody else.  It would be different if I talked to them over the phone
on a regular basis.  So how do we communicate for the most part when we
aren’t around each other?  AIM.  It makes sense to me.

I’m a talkative person, though I mainly keep to my
friends, Kate, myself and this blogger and Kate is a great person to talk to but
she’s heard all my bullshit, all my stories and all the jokes I have to give. 
And I don’t like having conversations with strangers because I will invest time
without any benefit in return.  I will not be remembered.  I’m just a
passerby in the elevator or where ever the hell I go.  Like I said, I carry
on better conversations with strangers than I do with my friends.  I have a
full 3-5 sentence dialogue with strangers as opposed to my "I see," "LOL," "IC,"
"O," and "kool" conversations I have with my friends.

I’ve lived in Sac for almost 6 months and I have made no friends because I am
content with the friends I already have.  I’ve made a few acquaintances in
classes that I will probably never ever see again but those relationships lack a
genuine connection.  Maybe I’m just ragging over stupid shit that began since late April or maybe I’m just not worth it for
people to type me full sentences.  Is it my anal-compulsive, grammatically
structured IMs?  Maybe I am just too talkative for people and I demand too
much interaction–I blog, I talk, I type, I write and I chat.  Every 75
words typed is 3 letters back.  Miming will be my new day job–my solace.

         >>>New
Orleans 2nd Night & Dinner Rehearsal/ Bourbon
         >>>Wedding
Day and Reception

O yeah. I forgot to mention that I caught the garter. Somehow all the Laxamanas knew I would have. Dean said, “If it weren’t going towards you I would have tipped it towards you.” There were about 10 guys. I didn’t know what the big deal was when I caught it until Kate explained that the recipient who catches the garter will be the next to marry. The thing is…who will I marry? Shit…that’s a tough question. aHah.

New Orleans pictures are posted.  I was too busy enjoying being in the
presence of family.  But I took some decent shots.  The wedding was
very classy and New Orleans traditional-ish.  Darleen (the bride) was
raised in New Orleans and moved to Frisco where she met Kuya Ryan.  They’ve
lived in Boston for about a year where Darleen recently graduated and received
her degree in dentistry.  Kuya Ryan graduated last year.  They’ve been
together for 6 years.

        >>>New
Orleans 2nd Night & Dinner Rehearsal/ Bourbon
        >>>Wedding
Day and Reception