shameless self promotion

...not really, it's a banner ad for my step-dad's real estate company, Kauai Sunshine Properties. I'm also proud to say that i figured out the HTML code all by myself, yay me!

my only christmas wish....

...absinthe....


Absinthe

lessons learned on a rock

over the past couple of months, i've realized some things here on this tiny rock of mine....

first, that guy that looks like the possible antichrist isn't incoherent at all, and is actually pretty smart. he's still scary though...

i've come to a happy medium where i can clean my room, cook food, and work two jobs. now i'd like to get some schooling in there somewhere and i'll be perfect.

the possibility of moving back to california or even to holland looks more possible now.

i'm not sure if i entirely like unions, at least i'm not fond of the one i'm in. they take my money, want me to pay a fee to get into it, they're raising the amount of money they take from me every month, and they do nothing for my wages or job security. what a load of shit.

the cost of living in hawaii is roughly 35-40% higher than the mainland, so why is it the minimum wage in the state of hawaii is $7.25? and while the minimum wage in california is $8.00, the cost of living in hawaii surpasses california?? i don't know who decided to keep the minimum wage this low, but whoever did is an idiot.

wisdom teeth suck, and no matter how much local anesthesia they use, you still feel them pulling it out.

i think it's funny and sad that bush pardoned people that had endangered federally protected wildlife and a whole slew of people that defrauded banks and the government. who a man pardons says a lot about his character.

A new adventure into the world of creative writing

As i was pulling in carts as a cheap rent-a-mule at my new place of employment (i now possess two jobs, yay me...) i decided that it had been too long since i've attempted to stretch my creative muscles. i'm not even sure if i have any in me.

so as a test i thought it would be fun to write a whole bunch of little stories based very loosely on my life, with extreme exaggerations. in addition to this, i plan on randomly posting them on the island wherever i find an announcement board that people actually use. after i figure out a pseudonym, i'll be on my way to finding out if i have the ability to write anything worthwhile...

i plan on keeping track of my writing quest on here, and hopefully i can pump out at least two stories before tapping my mental capacity dry.

out of the nest and rants

Adam and I have finally moved out of my mom's house, and now we rent a room with two other guys about five blocks down the road. Excitement...not really, but at least we're kind sorta on our own.

Discovered that in order to rent a one bedroom apartment, we'll have to shell out around $1300 a month. And those are the cheap ones. Disillusionment with jobs and living arrangements on this island have hit force, starting with my mom saying she'll need to charge me and Adam $900 a month for a bedroom we can barely move in. In her defense though, we would have gotten some free food and utilities paid for, but we just can't afford it.

I terribly miss California and all the fun that encompasses it. At least back home, if people tried to act all tough, they were put in check. Here, the locals (ie people that are of Hawaiian ancestry) act like they're hotter than color changing rubber duckies, and I've yet to find anything hotter than that. I have no problem pissing off the locals, saying stuff like, "Drop him off in LA, see if he still walks like a gangsta" or one of my favs "My people were getting the shaft before yours were even discovered." When they get really bitchy though, I remind the locals that they got an official apology from the President, my ancestors got promises and treaties that were promptly broken as soon as possible.

Unfortunately for Adam, there aren't a lot of people that like him, mostly due to his whiteness and his outgoing behavior, so he feels like he has to walk on eggshells at times, and that sucks. But we both love that we live in a virtual rain forest and the beaches are magnificent, so maybe there's hope for us here yet...

new experiences

for the first time in my life, i got drunk before 11 am. while it was a lot of fun walking around and doing drunk things so early in the morning, i was bummed when i fell asleep and woke up with a hang over at 4 in the afternoon.

the other day while hiking with my mom, we found a pair of huge metal balls on the beach, rusted over and covered in dents. i decided to climb down and hug one of the monstrous ben wah balls while my mom took a photo on her cell. the trek back to the trail resulted in walking through grass taller than me (which doesn't take much..) and my losing a flip flop (the subsequent screaming of "shoe down, shoe down" makes us laugh to this day.

for those that know i don't drive, i have gotten my permit at the ripe age of 20, and all i have to do is learn to parallel park (a driving test requirement in hawaii) and i'll be all set to get my license.

found out the my inability to lose weight is because my thyroid hates me and is severely under active, so now i take pills for it and have started losing weight again.

there is a 311 concert in august in waikiki, and i'm oh so tempted to shell out the money i don't really have to go...we'll see what happens...

random thoughts

i've been vaugely contemplating working for the man as a tso at lihue. personal morals remain the same.

i was reading shendy's blog, and she made a good point abo music. one day in sonora's starbucks, i saw a janis joplin cd, and commented on the irony of a corporation selling music by some of the most un-corporate people in the world. i'm sure janis would love to sip on a starbucks drink as she asks jesus for a mercedes benz... but then again, this was the same starbucks where more than one employee was unaware of what chess was. possibly it is sonora's fault, but the fact that they work at starbucks made it all the more worse.

but then again, there are several occasions where my boss and fellow employees have misspelled many a word, so maybe the world is just getting dumber. i yearn for school without the pidgin speak that makes it impossible to communicate with locals. more so i yearn for a school that actually offers classes, maybe in some other lifetime.

moving on up...

our computer is now fixed, graphics card, internet and all!!

plus, i now have health insurance! so i can blog while in the er, among other things.

that's about it. nothing else...work, sleep, work, sleep......kinda lame, considering i've been to the beach about five times since i've been here....oh well....

on kauai

we finally moved to kauai. nothing else has really been happening. adam and i both have jobs working for the same company. it's nice to have lunch with adam and yet i still don't have to see him every hour at work since we work in different stores. our boss was also nice enough to give us the same schedule, so mom and mike don't have too much driving around to do until we get our own car.

life is pretty relaxed and chill so far, i just hope it can stay that way.

another move

we're moving again, but this time to a much nicer, warmer, laid back place: kauai.

i liked turlock when we first moved here, and then around october i started not feeling very safe. with the constant parties thrown by adam's cousin(who doesn't tell me anything about them), more and more people would show up, so more and more problems would arise. cops have come by twice, nothing happened either time.

me and adam have both gotten to stressed and high strung that we take each other's tone the wrong way and we get into little spats for no reason at all.

we've had over $800 of stuff stolen from me and adam alone (including $100 in cash). danny has had stuff stolen too.

i've had shot glasses broken, one from london and spain(my mom got me those when she as in europe), and one shot glass that had the empirical chemical of alcohol as well as a diagram of the atoms etched into it. some stupid "mystery skank" stepped on it and broke it.

there is a growing trend of no respect for the house, and i feel as though danny has no respect for me. it's gotten to the point that i'm uncomfortable being around most of the people that come here, so i pretty much stay upstairs until i go to work, and then go upstairs when i get home. plus danny has not tried to get a job (all day i watch him play games and go on myspace and sleep), so i've had to carry the burden of the bills, which is not easy and has pissed me off a lot.

so finally we decided to leave turlock and move to hawaii. i'm selling as much of my stuff as i can, putting the stuff i want in storage until i can get it shipped over, and hopefully we'll be out of here by the 1st.

i think this will be good for us, and i'm excited to move again, because this time it will be different. more like when we first moved into the apartment, only a couple more thousand miles away.

my other regret is that i won't be able to see my family as much as i'd like, which means i'll miss a good chunk of my little man growing up. but hopefully, we can make enough money so that i can visit at least once a year.

i just can't wait to leave this city, i honestly hope i never move back to turlock. too much violence, too many stupid punk ass kids that apparently were never taught manners from their parents, too many reinforced stereotypes.

a new year...

ahh...the stereotypical new years blog. how fun.

we had a new years party, hopefully the last major party (if not, there will be talking...). at about 12:35, me and adam went upstairs and crashed out by 1, it was nice. i was one of the only people that didn't have a hangover at work. now i know what it feels like to be the cheery one while everyone else hates life.

someone threw up all around my back door area, and now when i go upstairs to bed, i smell puke. last time i checked, the smell had wafted upstairs to our bedroom. niiicee...hopefully the person that isn't paying rent and agreed to clean the house is actually doing what he said he would do and cleaned it up. i will not be happy if i come home and still smell puke.

i missed my family a lot, and have come up for a couple of days of visiting them. so far so good.

christmas was quiet. everyone was gone except for me and adam, so we spent two days with just us, and it was freaking awesome. if only people would visit family more.

no resolutions. i think they're pointless. why wait until the new year to change when you need to before hand?

i'm wonderfully happy, though certain people refuse to see it as that. but really, they're joyless people anyways that are so focused on money they don't know how to be happy.

but enough ranting, i'm tired and full from eating so much homemade food, it's bedtime.