01.13.2002 11:14 pm
yowza! what i had anticipated to be a relatively mellow, sedate weekend turned out to be rather action-packed...

snippets of what i did~

yesterday i woke up late

made yummy crepes with my mom

read and learned a bunch of new things to feed my hungry brain

collected a bunch of random images off the net and played with them in photoshop a bit

finished 2 new songs

burned a cd of 15 of my songs so i could listen to them in my car objectively by pretending to myself i didn't make them

drove to laura b's apartment in san francisco

met 2 of her groovy friends

drank 2 glasses of red, red wine

packed into a spiffy little black beetle and picked up rashida (a.k.a. audio angel)

lauged and ghetto-danced to hip hop as best we all could whilst sitting down

narrowly missed a sleeping homeless dude while trying to park

arrived at Eklektic

sipped on tokyo iced tea and got a free drink with laura - some huge, pink concoction of alchohol and juice

danced and "wooooo!"ed gleefully with laura while my brother tore through an amazing dj set of drum n bass tunes (including many of my favorites, "Casino Royale" included) with audio angel on the mic, watching in amazement as they stirred the packed crowd into a bouncing frenzy

drank vanilla vodka & 7-up

met up with my brother in the little backstage area after he finished and photographers took pictures of us together

shared tequila with laura

stumbled around a bit and danced more under the glowing red lanterns while UFO and Echo were on

had to go and puke, my personal limits having been exceeded... doh

went back to laura's

woke up surprisingly early and found myself in her livingroom lovingly wrapped in a blanket, which i discovered was actually a big, soft, fuzzy piece of fabric

gazed around in bleary-eyed wonder at laura's creations, her sewing machines and her infamous "hellraiser dress" pinned to the wall

tiptoed out and walked around the mission district in the bright sunday morning sunlight, feeling like a shadow in my big black furry jacket

took the 280 freeway home instead of 101, so I could admire the lovely, verdant winter scenery and views like the city line ahead enveloped by a layer of pale pink clouds

got home, dizzily drank water and ate oatmeal for sustenance

went to the huge car show at the sj convention center with my dad and brother, taking in the multitude of sleek metal, chrome, leather, shiny colors and general aesthetics of new car designs

ran into an old friend and chatted with him for a bit

went out to eat tasty indian food

went back to my dad's house so he could play me a trippy old record from '72 called "tubular bells"

came home, cleaned my room

...and now here i am!

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snippets of what i learned about~

shapes molecules resemble

glutamine synthetase looks like a snowflake:

human apolipoprotein is shaped like an infinity symbol:

i researched anomalies in sound physics (and found out that the "duck's quacks don't echo" one isn't true... bummer)

about chronobiology - circadian, ultradian, infradian, tidal, & cellular rhythm

to discover the "photoperiodic clock" of plants, bioluminescence is used. for example, these are images of a plant in which the firefly luciferase gene (responsible for the insects' glow) was transplanted:

found a website that contains a huge image library of old, early 20th-century photographs of all kinds of trippy places, people, and things

there is a bizarre and fascinating cult called the "cassiopaeans" who believe they are us in the future

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snippets of what i thought about~

i am still a novice when it comes to alchohol consumption

wondering how much progressive knowledge, talent, and wisdom remains untapped and unvoiced within the people of the world... and what force impels it out

looking forward to living in san francisco

wondering what lessons come like a whisper that i don't hear because i'm not always listening closely enough

i despise apathy

i have an urge to physically look at things that are mentally imagined

if i were some sort of ghost or disembodied spirit, i would haunt artists/musicians and try to be a muse... i would want to help them and give them ideas they're looking for, somehow...

life feels so rich

~

now if you'll excuse me, my dear diary, i must go do homework...

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