totes not fair...

after the 4th year of moving to new york, i would come back to san francisco and notice the difference in women in new york and women in san francisco. new york is ridiculous. the enormous wealth of beauty and the crazy standards of it have warped and twisted my mind so that i can't even appreciate cute anymore. somewhere i dated a model and it's almost like it's become 9 and up for me.

it's kind of a problem.

however this whole foot/ankle shit this summer has made me look at a bunch of things in a different light. one of the things this summer was that i was holed up all of summe and it was like summer and new york was sexy and i was missing out on it.

i decided to become a bit of slut and just sleep with anyone. well not anyone, but 8.5's and up!

=)

anushow, as i started hanging out with these girls i realized that they are entirely more down. i'm not saying that the models are not smart or fun. i'm sure there's a whole bunch that are down...

you konw what. i got off track.

i meant to talk about san francisco women. anyhow, now that i've regained my sanity and don't chase after extreme beauty anymore and finally have the re-realization of compatibility... i've fallen in love about 40 times in san francisco. the girls here are tougher, smarter, cooler, and sexier.

or i could be forgetting. but for the longest time, i thought the women in sf were frumpy and dressed like clowns. i mean, my roots are from sf and thank god. sf is all about individuality as opposed to new york where everyone wears uggs one year, then everyone wears gladiators the following spring, followed by everyone wearing the same shit. and black is king. thank god i'm from san francisco where color is alive and everyone dresses like frumpy clowns. it's the better of the two and thank god they go for it, butt some of it comes off wrong to me now.

maybe i'm more conservative now as i'm older, but i think i've reached a balance of the two.

i forget the point of this post.

happy new year and happy holidays.

i love san francisco, glad i'm from here, and i have fallen in love with the women in san francisco again....

yay!

i ate a tomato

did i say i was recording my dreams? i dreamed a buncha FOB's were grouped around babs and daddy's new home in newport beach and they were all wearing duveritca puffy jackets from their fall/winter season.

i am dying to get filthy's windbreaks, butt they ain't selling anywheres in the us...

nice site tho - and if anyone can locate the men's spring 09 shit...

had lunch with fun club today. we had a slight thing 3 years ago and then i think i ended it because...

anyways... she's super cute and quirky... just way buddhist for me right now to the point where i feel a bit cheese. it's all me and it's a beautiful thing to bless your food in the thoughts that it will help heal you, but it takes a minute. butt like i said. that's an mp, not a yp

i mean... god i hope people don't actually read this shit, butt... ack- ne'er mind. i'll keep me mouth shut.

i admit. i smoke up a storm when stan was over last night. she don't read this... we have been getting together surprisingly well and she has been a wonderful help since she came back from turks.

ugh... what am i doing. this is pathetic.

okay- more lates.