jeffrey + upstairsloft

I want this.
>>> Club Chair [jpg]

I don’t need a calendar to illustrate how fast this summer went. I can recall saying 2 weeks of summer is good enough for me just so I can stay sharp for school. With 2 weeks left of Summer, there waits a slow and long withdrawal process.

It doesn’t feel too long ago that my cousin from Texas, Dean, called me the day before he was flying out to California in late May. It feels like it were last week when he and I had a short addiction to that Start Wars Battlefront game. We said goodbye yesterday.

Summer was great. I got a good whiff out of life and made several realizations. I did pretty much everything I said I would do. In the 3 months I’ve owned my LC-A, I’ve developed 16 rolls in addition to the Nikon sets. I applied my graphic design sensitivities. I’ve kept pretty creative in the past few months, meanwhile, living a life.

I can honestly say this summer did not go to waste with watching TV and sleeping. Ok, so I gained 10 lbs but as soon as school resumes, I’ll lose it all, just like every other semester. I guess the key to all of it, what really puts your brain to work, is to constantly figure out something productive to do. Maybe that’s what made summer fly by; almost every day had an objective.

I possess a few attributes that are stereotypically associated with women. Aside my slender hips and succulent lips, I have a meticulous preference of how I’d like my pants to fit. Kate knows this.

I have half a closet full of pants, about 5 of them I wear. I have this one pair of pants that are just punched with holes from wearing it all too much. They died. There’s a huge rip; If I were to wear them without underwear you’d see ass crack and the back of my thigh. There’s a vision. Anyhow, I don’t shop much but when I do, first on the list is jeans to make up from my fave pair.

My 2nd stereotypically associated trait is flattery. I never realized this until today. I got up from my seat at the coffee shop to grab a few napkins. This, I guess attractive caucasian lady with dirty blondne hair, about a year older than me, smirked. I made nothing of it and smiled back. Went back to reading.

After a phone call to run a few errands at my parents’ Sac house, I got up to toss away my napkins. The lady who smiled at me moments before murmured in a complimenting tone. I pardoned my self. She said, “I love your style; you look cute in it” Not knowing how to make of this situation, I responded with a, “Thanks,” and dashed out of there.

Now, it wasn’t a situation to make me look in the mirror and start rubbing my nipples in a circular motion until I climaxed but I was flattered and it was reassuring to know that I was checked out, especially by one who I wouldn’t expect to ever look my way unless Jun and I were obnoxiously drawing attention to ourselves.

Other than that, I receive compliments from aunties who say “You’re so gwapo now” to every nephew they haven’t seen in a while” and when Kate tells me “You’re such a studmuffin with Godly buffness and a tight butt.”

Then again, this lady could be colorblind and not notice that my shit-dirty chucks, brown plaid pants with a turquoise shirt are horridly unmatched.

Thanks to Vince for the heads up, I am now a proud owner of a orange 70’s chair that you’d find in a library of pretty much every school I’ve attended. I also bought Kodak color slide film for a buck each, only a few months expired, which makes no significant difference.

So, 6 rolls of film and an orange chair. Cost: $9.16.
>>> My Purchase [jpg]

Happy Belated Birthday Day Kate. Better late than never. Sorry I couldn’t be there. Toronto stocks are going crazy so I have to go catch them and stuff. You know, adult business type things. I’ll seeya when I get off the plane from ‘tucky. Until then. Cheers. XO

In response to Kate’s blog. Number one: One Tree Hill is a pretty dope show. I don’t watch much television but I know One Tree Hill’s shit factor isn’t as high as 90% of everything else dominating the waves. Plus, I only watch the new seasons. Number two: Sonny Corleone is on Las Vegas. If it weren’t for Santino Corleone the show wouldn’t mean anything. We all remember when Sonny was gunned down at the toll booth. This show fills that void. Elf just doesn’t quite capture the essence of Sonny. Number three: The TV is as good on as it is for a Stevie Wonder. Fresh Prince is a great show to play in the background or fall asleep to. Number four: One Tree Hill is a good show… you guys watch your OC Beach and Laguna whatever, I get my One Tree Hill. Shut up. Let me daydream about being a senior in high school while looking like I’m 27.

As if I didn’t contribute to dumbing you enough:
>>> new lomos. set 1
>>> new lomos. set 2

What a waste of a Thursday. Could have gone to class. Beach on Saturday. Four definite people going. That’ll be fun. Sick of waiting for uncertainty. Christen my wetsuit. Sexy. Off to Border’s I go to continue Goblet of Fire. It’s gettin’ juicy.

Probably one of the several non-heterosexual thiing’s I’ve done in my lifetime. I asked a guy if I can take a picture with him in my type class at CCA. Embarassed? A bit? But hey, the closest I can ever get to the real deal is 8 ft.

>>> Picture [jpg]

Gotta love the school connection. I just uploaded 39mb in 20 seconds. Why? Because I love you. And your hair, after all these years, still smells so damn good. You must bathe in fruit juices.

>>> Incubus on Leno – 8.1.2005.mov [39mb/ save as]

I downloaded the whole damn episode [damn me for missing it in the first place] and trimmed it to the performance. Unless you really care to see Al Gore, Leo Di Caprio’s wife or you’re just in serious need of help and you want to watch Leno’s monologue [actually I think he's quite funny].

Looks like Brandon Boyd went back 4 years. Shorter long hair and clean shaven. Dammit. So hot. And Mikey cut his hair. Jose seems to be losing his fat. I miss Incubus. Last year was fucking great. This year… I didn’t see them. It’s July. Not too long ago I was in Philippines. Dammit, last semester flew. Aww crap. Breakdown.