another month

smells like fall is in the air, the wind has cooled down and the hot summer days are slowly going away. it's strange when you can actually feel the seasons changing. the sky looks different and as fall is rolling in I find myself a little sad. I guess the cold weather does that to me, I miss the warm sun that hugs me in California. 4 more months before this contract is up, another time to think about what future lies ahead for me. time is flying by, another day, another week, another month...and suddenly another year has gone by. almost 2 years now here in this foreign land...I wonder where the next step will lead...

Bob

Let me tell you about Bob, but before I can I must tell you how Bob and I met in the first place.

So I went fishing for the first time yesterday in a small pond, in a small city just outside of my small city. That's where I met Bob. I sat there with my fishing pole waiting patiently for something to tug at it. For a long time there was nothing but the sound of the bugs buzzing and chirping around me. Finally, when I was looking away out of the corner of my eye I saw it move. So I quickly snatched the pole from it's stand and pulled in my catch. There was Bob, flying towards me because I can't control my pole for the life of me. It was not a pleasant meeting. My friend had to go move his car so it was only me and Bob. He was flopping around on the ground gasping for air while I panicked not knowing what to do with him so I took the plastic bag on the floor and very carefully picked him up and put him in the fish net bag. My first catch, I was very excited and as the day progressed I tried to find more friends for him but all I caught was this tiny little fish. (also came flying at me cause I apparently suck at this.) I put him into the fish net bag as well. I got bored of being taunted by the fish so I let my friend do the rest of the work. By the end of the day we'd caught about 10 friends for Bob. Oh and we also caught his father...this big fish about the length of my forearm. Bob and his father swam around in the fish net baggy while we tried to reunite his family. Bob's mom got away. Lucky mom...my friend was nice enough to release Bob and his friends back into the lake before we went home. Bob's father wasn't so lucky. The Koreans made a spicy hot bath for him and had him for supper.

Poor Bob...now he has no father, but I guess it's better this way because from what I hear...he was a wife beater. Next time I go back to this pond I'll make sure to say hi to him again. Bob...my very first fish. Fishing was more amusing this way. I don't know why people find it relaxing. It actually stresses me out. haha...

LA BABY~!

I'm in LA. eating great food, meeting my friends, and fighting jet lag. trying to make the best of my week. hooray for LA!

music...

today i sat there watching him...watching everything flow naturally like the way a river would flow into the ocean. each beat just magically flowing out into this feeling i can't even begin to describe. i envied him...having found and pursued something that he was good at instead of wandering through life not really knowing what he wanted. i mean it's one thing to have interests, but it's another to actually be good at what you do. and i'm not boasting about him, i'm just rambling about what i felt today. *sigh*

abso-fucking-lutely...

there are so many goddamn gorgeous women in the city...but after awhile, you just wanna be with the one who makes you laugh.

-Mr. Big