What do you wank about?

...The fictional characters I write into my screenplay.









xo

We aren’t what we’re not.

“Parking is prohibited on Sundays.” Therefore, parking is allowed Monday through Saturday.
You have a girlfriend.... Therefore, I am your friend.
That’s how the idiom “The exception that proves the rule" works.

How many healthy friendships are burdened with four years of “What are we?”? Once again I’ve been asked to define a certain friendship, for which the only answer I have is “We are what we are.”

And how do you reach an understanding with a person who never makes any sense? Example: When I asked why he thought we weren’t friends, the text I got in reply was: “It doesn’t mean I don’t think we aren’t friends.”

At first I’m like “Oh. Okay.” Then I give it thirty seconds and realize that that TRIPLE negative comment makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. I think when you work it out grammatically it still says that we’re not friends. However I have to assume that he wouldn’t text me that low blow, and so he was trying to say that we are friends. But who knows.

...I think you and I are friends. But I am attracted to you. You have a girlfriend, so we end up being defined by what we are not. We’re not a relationship. I’m happy to be friends, but sometimes I can’t tell what is going on with you. So just know that. Know what you want so you don’t fuck with my head.

Don’t. Fuck. With. My. Head.

!

Des.

If you looked "Desiree" up in the dictionary is could come after... Desire.

Lick and blush

Love is like

J -

E -

L L

-oh!

Sweet and

soft

and only better with WHIPPED

cream.



Yours,

I


If I were a flavour, I would be...black cherry.

Court-side at a Lakers game

There is something romantic about chimes at a junkyard.
There is something painfully romantic about not knowing the destiny of one's love life.
There is something romantic and yet agonizing about patience.

If patience is a tolerable form of waiting, is it still patience if you don't know what you're waiting for... but you know you're waiting for something BIG... and by big i mean by extension good?

It's been over a year since Inari, Des and I have moved into this place and when it comes to future, career and sense of self, we are all in very different places than we once were. Odd places. Exciting places... Odd exciting places.

We are constantly in a state of flux. A month and a half until I begin the next phase of my life. Goodbye school - bring on that cap and gown!
Must finish writing all of these screenplays. Screenplay... the word makes me tingle in all those places that appreciate tingling sensations.

Let the work begin...
xoLo.


Life Goal # 19: To be photographed Court-side at a Lakers game.

"Once we were lions..."

I'm sitting in my childhood bed wearing pjs I found in my childhood dresser.
I'm home for Easter and we just held a massive family party at my house with both sides of the family introducing my sister's amazing boyfriend (and love of her life) to the family.

Of course while we're pouring the Canadian Club and toasting shots we get a phone call from my grandmother (Nanni) who had just left the house); my grandad (Nonno) just had a heart attack and was rushed to the ER. Sitting in the Welland General waiting room felt like home. It's weird to admit - but it's true. I've had some decent times at the hospital - always times of limbo... but times indeed. My father and I just had a really deep talk about the irony of tragedy... the irony of life. He was smoking. And the entire time I was just observing the ash building on his cig. He'd tap it out the window... purse the butt in his lips. Suck, exhale and say something profound like "Lola...bella... once we were lions... ain't no more..." Tears welled in my eyes and as tragic as life is... I wouldn't change mine for the world. Our scars make us the unique beings that we are. I openly admit that God is everywhere. I walked around the Falls today and shouted "Geology is God." Maybe it was the homemade wine... that tastes more like poison... but still man... God is a synonym for magic... a synonym for higher life.
I live for higher life.

Again, maybe it's the booze talking... but there is something divine about tragedy. everything is written - pre-written. the Gods are storytellers. I want to be a story teller for life.

xoLO.
This is dedicated to the man Kurt Cobain. If I were any Nirvana song I would be "Heart Shaped Box" - or fuck, anything off In Utero for that matter.
my stomch hurts. too much molisana (eggplant in italian for all you white\Vietnamese folk)

I love movies...

...I just can't watch or make or write them. Not right now.

Yours,

I

If I were a director, I would be....Guy Maddin. Not in terms of the kind or quality of work, just the general sense of how antisocial he seems. Then again, I could be completely wrong

drunk on power and coke zero

i'm drinking too much aspartame for my own good which is weird because the only reason i switched caffeine sources in the first place is because i was worried about the toll of constant sugar would take on my health...now i know that too much aspartame sucks my soul dry and leaves my lips crisp and brittle like flaking sheets of nori...i guess it doesn't help that, being at room temperature, i kill two cans of it every hour or so instead of savouring a boiling double-double

fuck you roll-up-the-rim

dehydratingly yours,

i


if i were a Food Jammers episode, i would be...hot-tub shabu shabu