2003-06-12 15:04:56 ET

If you read this message and are in dire need of something to preoccupy yourself with DOWNLOAD SOME SONGS I MADE!


The bitrate's not all dat, and it's not all the stuff I have, and blah blah, but if you really like it, PM your address and I'll send you a copy FOR FREE! It'll come with a neat little picture too.

As for the rest of Daniel...unclean, over-rested, and hungry for mexican food. This may sound reallys sexist, but I don't think I'd want to have a girlfriend who didn't know how to cook good food. Knowing how to cook food that isn't totally honky-style is of vital importance to me. Honky food lacks luster. It's always like "mashed potatoes, fried chicked, and some peas and carrots." That's boring.

French fries are special though. French fries and some butter-pecan ice cream afterwards.

Fuck, I'm going to the store. Peace.

Janet Jackson=sadness
2003-06-06 11:13:23 ET

That Janet Jackson song "Love Will Never Do Without You" has been finding it's way into my head almost everyday for a while now, and when it does, I start to feel so sad that I want to cry.

I get this 'floating in space with no way home' type feeling. Most of the time I'm comfortable with this feeling, but when this song is in my head, I get really sad.

Certain songs from that era (another one being "Cherish" from Madonna) totally make me depressed. They give me this super-clean, positive, sincere, in-love emotion, and they break me down into a puddle of tears.

See...this is why I primarily listen to hip-hop/d&b/digital shit. Nice, light-hearted love songs and shit make me so fucking sad. And I can't be sad. I have no time, no place, no shoulder to cry on. Fuck, I don't need no god-damned shoulder to cry on, I got my own.

Okay. I'm going for a walk to get some espresso. Then I'm going to work! YAY!

2003-06-05 11:20:11 ET

Went to the Getty museum FOR THE FIRST TIME (isn't that some bullshit-the first time?) AND I TOTALLY LOVED IT!

Lots of people, nay, most people I talk to about the place have always told me 'oh...well, I mean, the gardens nice...they have good food...but it's kinda boring.' Morons. That shit's fucking increadible.

Let me get one thing straight here, in case ANYONE ever wants to take me on a date to a museum (!) I'm probably the worst person to choose. I stand in front of almost everything for minutes and minutes. I'm not one of those people who look at something for 10 seconds (or less) and keep moving. I stand and suck psychic vibes off of art like it was nitrous balloon.

Art takes me away. My thinking becomes clear and rational, but on a distant plane seperate from typical frontal-lobe meanderings. I think of time, technique, style/genre-titles, relevance, aesthetics, impact, culture, TRANSMISSIONS OF TRANSLATION. Everything comes together in such a wonderful, cohesive manner.

So yeah, I had a wonderful time and I will be back A S A fucking P.

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