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I’m writing this from my sidekick. The fact that I can now write in my blog without even being at a computer blows my fucking mind. I don’t know if this will increase the frequency of my blogging though, because typing with my thumbs on this fucking thing is tiresome.

Went to some CLEAR THE AIR fest or something today. It was in downtown fullerton, by the train station and slide bar. Saw DEATH BY STEREO, DRAMARAMA?, SUGARCULT, LIT, SAOSIN, and THE USED. The used played an acoustic set, of all songs probably from the last two records which I’m not really familiar with. I like the first record and a couple off the second. Lit played their radio hits, which were enjoyable. All in all, the show was too hot (being outdoors) and devin didn’t really have a good time.

Started reading TWILIGHT. I love reading and I love vampires and this book is good so far. I’ve never heard anyone speak ill of the series either. Should be interesting to see how it transfers to film as well.

I’m really sick of not having a kitchen. I live in a studio and my kitchen consists of a mini fridge, a microwave and some cupboards. I don’t even have a sink so if I want to wash anything I have to do it in the bathroom. This has forced me to adapt to disposable cooking containers, like cup o noodles and easymac, etc. Sandwiches work. Otherwise, I eat every meal out which can be costly. I want a kitchen, and a real closet.

I want a lot of stuff. Fuck.

i think its actually Schroedinger’s cat, but im too lazy to look. anyway, its this theory about this box that you look into, and depending on how perception is going that day, it will be alive or dead. its confusing.

anyway, it bothers me when people say that punk died in 1977, and when nas said hip hop’s dead, and anyone who says hardcore is dead (although people usually say “hardcore lives”).

im reading a book called England’s Dreaming, anarchy, the sex pistols, and beyond. if you read any book about the early days of punk, everyone says that punk only really lasted for 6 or 8 months.

fuck that.

anyway… i got a new job at this store called commissary. check out their blog

www.commissarystores.com/blog

fuck.

i started to write about my experience at warped tour, but it can be summed up like this.

every time i die was fucking amazing.
against me! and rise against almost made me cry. literally.
i saw the germs.
neon is the new black.
fresno is hot.

thats all you need to know.

i got a new camera. the yashica mg-1. i already have a yashica electro 35, the first electronic camera ever made. they take good pictures. not the best, but its just kinda cool holding something thats older than me.

today i ordered a smena 8m. a russian lomographic camera that began production in the 1960s. lee harvey oswald had one apparently. it takes pictures kinda like a holga i guess.. i read that i was hard to unload the film so i almost didnt get it. but it was only 25 bucks so whatever.

my arsenal now inculdes
2 digital, one of which doesnt work too well right now
holga
diana+
yashica electro 35
yashica mg-1
lomo fisheye
spy camera that looks like a juicebox
polaroid jobpro

might start working at commissary. we’ll see.

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