fasting and cleansing...

hey every juan!

lots have happened i think. i went to a pool party with girlhattan. i started reharsing for romeo and juliet. i missed two very important parties. i am tybalt. i have to sing. i started using a cleaning lady today and she changed my life... biggest thing is that i started a cleanse. today is day 2. it is the master cleanse.

not trying to lose weight, butt i weighed in at 159. 8 pounds over bbitw ideal weight. aside from that, i am trying to quit smoking and drink less soda pop. today after two days of eating nada, i wigh 158. i must be drinking a lot of that crazy liquid. i have the fuzzy tongue today. the salt water enema in the morning is insane. i mean, i've seen lotsa poo's. lotsa poo's... i'm the poogene fer cryin out loud. butt today after that enema, i took a flourescent shit that was so explosive i had to wipe my thighs and hips... after realizing that was impossible, i just needed to shower.

stay tuned.

this is going to get weirder.

Pooetry Classic Time! - Aug 31, 2005

here was my ad on craigslist when searching for a new apt two years ago. happy springtime everybody... every juan should really be happy now that the sun is out...



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hello dearest beautiful friends,

my name is eugene the poogene ...

it appears that after living in the soho neighborhood for two and a half years, i have concluded that i'm probably a little bit too beautiful for this neighborhood. i can no longer stand the guilty pangs i feel in my heart when models walk around with their portfolios and then jump off buildings in despair after looking at me and realizing they have little chance of "making it"

like many other martyrs before me, i have decided that i must move back to the east village.

i was planning on living alone but am open to living with a suitable roomate with similar similarities... before i start the broker route, i decided to tap into my own resources... thus:

here's me in a nutshell :

here's some more info about me:

* when you watch HBO, i have a tendency to sit on top of the television in my underwear and stare at you with a lost gaze (...but only HBO!)

* once a month, i will hold my satanic theater company meetings where we will sacrifice a small goat. these will preferably be held in your room since i just got a new bed.

* i do buy milk, but for some reason i like to drink your milk... out of the carton (but i will fill it back to the point where i drank with my milk... you won't even notice!)

* i like to remain physically fit but my gym doesn't have a pool. so at 4am you will find me doing laps in the kitchen sink.

* if i see a cockroach or a rat i will most likely scream "ARMAGEDDON" and then hide in the "cool 'n' crisp" drawer of our fridge until said creature is properly disposed of.

* i sleepwalk with knives

If this sounds liike a perfect match and an AMAZING opportunity of a lifetime for you or anyone you know that would like to live out their fantasy, i will be holding roomate auditions in the puck building next thursday. life is too short to keep us apart any longer.

for real! i'm planning on moving out october 1. if you know of a place or cool person in a similar sitch lemme know!

sorry to bug you all and thanks so much for your consideration and i love you and i think you're beautiful...

fart!

eugene the poogene

keep moving... nothing to see

hmmm...

our work refridgerator smells today and i sit near it. at first i thought it was my ass and coincidentally every time someone opened the fridge door i could smell my ass. i thought this to be a weird coincidence, butt you can't fool the poogene for long!

that's no coincidence! it's not my ass! it's the fridge.

much much more has happened. butt i been lazy. started buddhism lectures, therapy, and meditation. i always say therapy and meditation, and everyone is like can i get some medication? nope. meditation. it's nice, butt finding 5 minutes a day to meditate is very difficult actually. i mean it's time that could be spent looking in the mirror for god sake. there is a meditation room in soho at the open center which i go to which makes it easier. however it would be more motivating if they had a mirror. and i'm not sure what i'm supposed to be feeling or what the point is yet, butt i'm sure the point of meditation is not to meditate on how soon the 5 minutes is going to end.

speaking of mirrors. they took down the mirrors at the crunch street lafayette gym men's locker room. it's like dude! WTF!??!?! it's not fair that everyone butt me gets to look at my bodacious bod. i wanna look at my body too! they must be jealous of me

the snoppy poster up top. this is my favorite picture of all time. if anyone can find me a poster i'd be much obliged...


yay!

out of left field!

hey there.... just got back from puerto rico surfing with nic and jbrecognize, david, roi, avi, and mogul. butt more than this, i needed to tell you the crazy insane news that i didn't expect at all. my beloved elf swan mickster and my beloved artie have decided to tie the knot. they did so last like the tuesday after that presidents day holiday. they called me up and i guess artie got down on his knees and called her dad and shit and asked for permission and then proposed to her at the restaurant they had their first dinner at inside moto!

can you belee dat?

right there in front of a buncha people. i guess it was the inevitable and i guess they are buying a house together in austin, butt for some reason i just didn't think it was gunna happen anytime soon. right there with his mother's wedding ring.

i'm sooooooooo happy for them and for me.

i been asked to be the co best man for the third time in my life and this one seems to be quite the honor as i wasn't even expecting to be up for nomination this time. well, they're all very honorous butt i wasn't expecting this at all.

anushow.

congratulations artie and mickster. i'm so happy for you guys and i love you so much!

yay!

poo!

miscount!

daddy porkchop said i could update my blog, butt to keep it short as to keep the ekwee-ass up on my blog. anushow, i was looking at my site counter and it was at like 1,096 visitors and for some reason i thought 4 more visitors would hit 2000 people! ha! isn't that laugh out loud funny? four more people! two thousand! isn't that funny? hoooo haa! i had a crazy great dream yesterday. ooo and antony were in it. so were orca's and big giant waves in mexico and ghosts... it was great. i have big news to share with you, butt later. i have a problem with #1. i %^% so much. the four on the floor.. hm. that's all i can write.

fart!

testing...

http://theater.nytimes.com/2006/05/24/theater/reviews/24phae.html

http://www.curtainup.com/asclepius09.html

http://www.thevillager.com/villager_214/notyourparents.html

http://theater.nytimes.com/2009/01/30/theater/reviews/30corn.html?fta=y

http://www.loco7.org/9_windows/index.html

http://www.offoffonline.com/archives.php?id=74

http://www.offoffonline.com/archiveprinterfriendly.php?id=743

do you smell something burning? shit! i'm on FIRE!!!!

can't go into specifics. not because i'm modest... (god no) butt i think it would be very tacky and it's disrepectful- butt believe me if there was ever a time i wanted to be disrespectful and tacky. this is it!

ok.

i'll share a smidge. hell must be icy as hell and donkey's must be flying because i am having a lot of eggs lately.

there. that's all you get. yup. all you two readers out there! that's all you get bitches!

first off. i'd like to thank daddy porkchop for this beautiful animated gif. a pic he took from the amazing website which is indeed, the superficial and made it his own. or rather my own for me. that really is harry potter in equus, or in this case unhairy pooter.

what else has been going on?


i have been on the counties for over a week which probably wasn't too smart. my last experience with jimmy was on the counties and we ended up having eggs and all i could muster up was a small rubbery penis. and then he had to leave for korea the next day. not exactly the last note you want someone to remember you by...

oops!

it is friggin cold. i don't ever remember it being this cold for such an extended period of time in new york. single digits for like a month now? there was snow on the ground so i decided to be cute and write jimmy + poogene with a heart drawn around it and send it to jimmy... how do these people do it? by the time i was finishing his name my finger was purple and had no feeling and thus the writing looked like slop. can't even read the last letters of her name and then i just made poo instead of poogene. the heart? are you kidding me? maybe in my braver years... anushow in the end it said something like jim&^ + poo with no heart.

uhm... almost kinda romantic in some parts of the world. maybes?

valentines day was actually fun this year. however before i decided to go to the gymnasty and it was at like 7:30pm when all the lovebirds were at dinner. i was like, oh god i don't even wanna go cuz it'll be like oh! that guy's all alone on vday! butt then i thought maybe there'll be another cute lonely juan out there.

umm. no-

seems like everyone at crunch has a sweetheart except for me, some crazy haag in pink and green tights that sings out loud while on the stairmaster, and a balding dude with a krokus t-shirt. bowing my head in disappointment, i continued on to to work my chest and shoulders and i looked in the mirror. i was wearing pink socks and women's versace sweats that displayed the outline of my penis which was about a leviathan like 1.2 inches.

hm... i guess i was in like company after all.

butt then i went to shortie's vday party and met up with manderoni and that was really good to see them....

then i went to friko's party and it was an anti-vday party. anti-vday are weird because they are basically singles parties and singles parties are fuckin weird dude. it's like hello! i'm alone, let's try and meet and maybe something will work out, here's my number. or like you talk to someone and they're like- don't even think about it bub. i'm like think about what? i just want to meet you people. maybe not.

i dunno. wahtever it was. i just like talking to people without that pressure, not to say i'm not one of the lonely ones, butt i couldn't take that environ. i split after my obligatory 20 minutes to the host and then had a very nice rest of the night.

saw the voysey affair at the atlantic theater company, easily one of the best companies in the united states now... (mamet/macy) on friday night which was extremely well acted and put together. went with tanya fun club and she proved to be quite a fun personality. hope to see her again soon. ooops! i did! today! she gave me a massage w/ reiki.

can't say my neck feels any better. it's really spiraling out of control now and i need for it to change. i was banking on the technology and medicine to have replaceable body parts by now. like going into a duane reade and buying new neck and liver. as of right now. my neck is scrood.

enough for now.

sweet dreams.

i lost my book the jimmy gave me. i'm so sorry....

cocteau twins are so beautiful

rip to my biggest teenage crush...

dammit... i first saw you when you won playmate of the year the year i turned 21. you were like the craziest thing i'd ever seen to date and i loved you so much. i guess you were crazy, but i like crazy. sorry things didn't work out so well and that you left so tragically young. thanks for making my college life a lot more exciting too... really. i know people say you were a negligent mother, pill popper, money sucking whore, butt you seemed like you had a good heart. besides... i'm attracted to freaks and you were definitely a freak of the highest order.

hmm...

at your peak i remember showing you to my late BFF allan alvarez and he said "holy shit! no one can beat her!"

dude... way totes.

i love you anna. bye bye and i hope you are peace...

fuck.

and fuck all the people that make fun of dead people on blogs. way weak.

poo!

bye bye jimmy...

jimmy thinks this video is funny. hey jimmy. i leave for san francisco and when i come back you will be gone. life is so random james. i never go to the meatpacking district and i never go out on monday nights and that's where we met when you were drunk off your buttcheeks. you're the first korean dude i ever kissed and it was actually quite nice. everytime i was with you i felt very easy and forgot you were godzilla. you never acted like you were godzilla around me and you were completely unpretentious, adorable, funny, goofy, classy, and gracious. i'll probably never see you again after tonight- our last night together. maybe i'll be more into korean men after this butt i doubt it. unless they have super smooth nice butts- anushow i was a bit funky and you totally cheered me up and i am forever grateful. i hope we can go to greece like we talked about someday. i dunno maybe when we see each other again, we'll both be married...

life is funny we repeated to each other

anushow.

hope your life continues to be wonderful and thanks so much for a fun two weeks.

fart!

marianne poothful

not really, butt uhm...

urine deep trouble

i thought that these lowered urinals were for children, but on sunday night at the movies with jbrecognize i discovered that they could also be used by black dudes!

dope!

devil's advocado...

dudes!

i discovered the secret to cooking at home!!! you just buy avocado's and that's it! jbrecognize turned me on to it! they're so delicious, anyone can do it! you can even take a shit and slap some avocado on it and voila! that shit is delicious! litrully!

so i hung out with jung-hwa on friday night. i was all nervous beforehand on what to do, my mom told me she was married, so i decided to get a little loopy and then when it came time to meet her in a bar, i crawled up to her on my hands and knees and rubbed my head against her knee. pretty bad move. she thought i was nuts and i had to pull it back a bit. as the night wore on, i found out she isn't married- i overheard her stylist say she was a singer and i played dumb. really? you sing? are you any good? have you decided to pursue a career in it? really? it is your career? really? you're well known? ... the night wore on and it was fun. we kissed a couple times, butt i think i was too loopy that i forgot how to french kiss. i was trying to remember if i go in with my mouth open or if i go and kiss her and then open my mouth. idiot. plus i didn't wanna get all up in her mouth in front of her posse. anushow. we kissed a couple times, but no lengua. longest kiss was maybe 2.8 seconds. some warm embraces, butt i just said good night and she left for los angeles.

gunna cook dinner for her and her stylist and her other friend soon.

saturday i cleaned my house. man. i'm a dipshit and do not know how to clean. i see a pile of shit and i decide to move like two pencils at a time and on my way of putting them in the same drawer as my underwear, i get distracted and decide to wash some dishes. while washing some dishes, i decide to change the music. while i'm on itunes, i decide to look for some cowboy boots on ebay, while one ebay i forget that i'm looking for boots and look at the gucci fanny packs. i just can't fucking clean.

anyhow. running on three hours sleep, i go see danny krivit with lei which i have to say again, rooled. i go to roemer's house from danny krivit and need to wash my versace sweats in her kitchen sink because i danced in them and they are longer than my legs so like the bottoms are all muddy and i love these sweats. i spend another hour cleaning them with hot water, then i use sarah's nice face products and try to get rid of this ginormous polpys of a zit to the stage left of my nose. i think this is the biggest zit of my adult career. the kind of zit that i usually would call in sick to work. anushow i get to bed at 6:30 after spanking to cinemax and then i have to wake up at friggin 7:45 because i promised to help her setup for the ave a flea market which is why i slept over.

so then i go back to her house and crash til 1. bring my sweats to get dry cleaned. head over to brooklyn to polly and jonny's brunch in honor of their future child. see a buncha good friends. get home and jbrecognize convinces me to go see somkin' aces because he's been in an acting workshop all weekend. i get hella loopy and then meet him at the theater. i put my hat down at the ticket counter. the movie had moments, butt overall sucked. looked for my hat all over my seat, all over my backpack because i was making a concious effort to not lose shit. and then josh found it still hanging out at the ticket booth 3 hours later.

weak.

slept over josh's. couldn't fall asleep until like 2 and woke up at 9. still need a great night of sleep after a combined 16 hours in the last 3 days. my zit is now a big scab after i played with it. i was a jerk to #1 today and i hope to make it up tomorrow.

saw crash tonight as i cooked a yam, bacon, avocado (yum), and greens salad, with blackened tilapia and beans and rice and watched crash which was good butt shouldn't have won best movie last year.. it sure is fulfilling cooking for yourself. i ate smiling and proud of myself.

like i said. i need to sleep.

good night.

danny krivit is my savior...

so i met up with leilani last night to go to 205 where danny krivit was spinning downstairs... dude! the best soulful tracks / disco / old school disco imagineable! thank you so much for the best dance night since that one epic day at ps1 when you rocked us then! danny krivit roolz!

Josephine Cochran is my hero...

she invented the dishwasher. apologies to the world for assuming that the inventor was some guy... well, accourding to my appliance, i thought Ken More invented it.

the trouble with all in one stores like a lot of stores is that i had a very special need for some lamb shanks for watching tom shanks look really really weird and is not aging well... last week for my #1 crush (whom by the way i have decided to give up) the dinner turned out sooooo dope.... butt when i called whole foods to see if they had lamb shank, they said we have a couple kinds. i'm like !?!?!? couple kinds of lamb shank!? i never cooked it so maybe there's different kinds of lamb shanks. like tom lamb shanks... so i get there and i talk to the lady and she takes me to lamp shades... i'm like, ?!?!!? turns out they were out of lamb shank, so i had to go to dean & deluca to get me some shanks. braising is a very delicious cooking method by the way. i'm going to see if they have hell at whole foods so that maybe i can try to braise hell...

umm. is whole foods supposed to be cheap? i thought it was like a trader joe's.. can someone tell me if it's supposed to be a value market? i guess not since i get no visitors on this blog, butt if someone by chance knows if whole foods is not supposed to be cheap lemme know! the mahi-mahi is more expensive than at dean and deloooks! that's ridiculouse!

addendum to the last post-

to her credit for actually kissing me, she was completely wasted and probably had no idear what she was doing. and by no means was it a make out sesh. just a coupla gregory pecks...

so the top three crushes are now nil... and i have no crushes. i will be casting new crushes next wednesday at 367 little west 12th street from 9-11pm. no emails or phone calls will be returned.
ladies... this is your big break.

uhm...

so like...


i went to the club cielo last night and some random girl came up to me and said you're asian! and i said i'm korean and she says really? do you know who i am, i'm like no and then like an hour later we were ***** up in da cluuuub and then some gay korean fashion stylist dude came up to me as i was leaving and said you're a lucky guy, do you know who that is?!??

that's uhm jung-hwa, that's uhm jung hwa- the biggest pop singer/actress in korea!!!!

happy poo year!

i got a lot to tell all you all... butt more later.

right now, i'm cooking dinner with workhorse and babs for her birthday. they are playing wii right now and i started cooking a salt crusted striped bass.

more on my super argentina trip later, my new years resolution, and the end of the mlc later.

just wanted to share with you that after i got back from argentina, i didn't wanna shower because i didn't wanna dry out my skin to preserve my luscious tan. so i didn't shower for like a week. and maybe i took some chewy shits... i dunno. whatever it was i was walking around my apartment naked and i dropped something and then when i squatted down to pick it up i could smell my ass...

so... who wants to make out?


anushow, happy poo papsmyear!

merry christm ass...

first some major news from my wonderful friend on the lane g front.... who just got engaged this weekend...




congrats lane and tsahai! this one was a looong time comin' for my buddy lane g. love you and everything that you've done for everyone in your life.

also mus pay repects to soul brother numba one.... there will never be anutha...

i'm at the sfo airport awaiting my plane to buenos aires via DC. trip home was good. didn't get too wasted although i am a bit sick right now. actually a lot a bit sick. butt it was good coming home to the family and seeing people. beaver patrol, ooo, and antony also got to see paul gallo, krissy, honey and lucey which was wonderful. being sober in san francisco is actually a good thing. this could be the start of something new. i didn't get anything speshul for xmas. just a shirt and a sweatshirt. ummm

well. i would write more, butt i gotta go poo before i board my plane. in total a 16 hour flight and i'm sick as fuck.

oh well..

more lates.

poo!

a drama queen's mid-life crisis....

first off- i need to update me shit more because i'm inspired by the likes of my eternally #1 crush in manhattan- she like just picked up and left for mexico drifted around and now is residing in los angels and is just having fun living life like the carefree monkey that she is. not only that butt this gorgeous multi-faceted diamond of a hussy just recently got engaged to some guy that totally gets my seal of approval. i actually didn't get to exchange words or bodily fluids with this guy, butt she is destined for greatness and i know if she is making a decision for her life this long, that he's gotta be stellar. in another life though, i do plan to fuck the shit of her...

holy shit! i just looked at her flickr shit! not only is she good about updating her blog, she tags every pic on flickr! shit is one!

anushow, about my mid life crisis...

i'm in san francisco now. home. feels good to be home. i was doing pretty good until i got buttcrack in the tl last night. along the way some homeless homo started saying how pretty i was and then got pretty aggressive. it was kinda weird and at one point i had to get defensive. the guy who helped me out was some weird black dude that was wearing a lime green neon shirt who lives in vallejo and said that the salad days in san francisco are over.

then i talked to antony about my mlc. he's like the 22nd person i been talking to about this so it's pretty well rehearsed. butt since out of anyone in my life i take his advice most to heart it was interesting and somewhat revealing.

basically it's this.

i'm all like 34 now. my job had offered me a director position which i turned down. this in itself made me wonder- why when everyone else my age and not even my age wants to ascend up the corporate ladder do i not want to? when am i going to be the one that accepts responsibility and wants to be the one in charge? i pondered this and then interviewed all these people to be my boss. some older some younger, butt many in the field for as long ass me, around 10 years. and they were SO smart. then it's like- if i been doing something for like 10 years, shouldn't i have a certain level of pride in me to want to do it well? so what if i'm not that into technology any more... 40 hours a week for ten years has been THE majority of my life. shouldn't i be a badass at it?

okay... i love evey juan. i really do. butt of course i look at people and think that guy/girl is a dumbass and sux my dick. butt then i look at some of these people and it's like what they have done and they have done amazing things with their life! these people that i always had an arrogant attitude towards that i was always a bit superior and more special, these people have accomplished much greater things than I! these average joes that i chide for being average are indeed more special than i. this is kinda weird. you see... i always thought that i had this kind of fire hankerin' down in my heart. a light that i needed to share with this here world and that i can accomplish great things. and i still feel it. butt in reality, i got nothing to prove it except for a few good nights of fun which really prove nothing. as far back as 5th grade, i could always remember i associated with the freaks, i wanted to distance myself from the status quo and hang out with the freaks who were destined for greatness. i still do, but the average joes are supersceding me and i am the one that is being left in this cloud of mediocrity.

women- at 25 i wasn't ready to settle down. fair enough. at 30 i think i met one or two people that i could've (in retrospect) spent my life with butt thought i wasn't ready. now at 34 i don't think i am either. dude. when am i going to be ready and want to grow up. what is this holden caulfield, peter pan shit?

the other day i got an email to audition for a staged reading at the apollo theater and i was recommended by fred ho for a collaboration he is working with ruth margraff. I'm like who are these people and how'd they get my name? and then i looked em up and they're pretty serious heads- how'd they get my name? why did he recommend my ass? anushow i'm scared to do it because it sounds so great...

therein lies the answer- i think i am clouded with fear. i don't know how i got to this point butt it's a bit terrifying. the good thing is that i recognize this. the bad is that i can see myself needing to change butt not doing anything about it butt worry about how to change it for the next 10 years. something needs to happen and it ain't gunna happen by me just pondering and playing all day. i know what it takes to master things and it takes dedication and work.

i ain't lazy and i am hyperactive and involved in a lot. in fact if i were to sit and realize that i bought a house, performed and toured in over 15 countries, got written up in the times and the new yorker, well loved by friends and co-workers, excercise religously- that's all cool. if it it weren't for this arrogant belief that i was always destined for greatness, then i would be okay... problem is, is that i am just that. content. butt i want to go back to being elated- ebulliant.

i don't know. i am blessed in my life to be surrounded by the freaks in my life that are special. antony, ooo, daddy, pleasurable side, beaver patrol, girlhattan, crist renee, one-half, workhorse, three elephants, mon ange, g-meister, purist- they are all in their own way extremely inspring and some of these people are fearless. everyone is scared and full of fear. i'm scared that if i try something and fail it will be humiliating. dunno where this low self-esteem is coming from. the fact is, is that if i fall and fail which many are saying is a necessary step to success. mainly failures will ultimately lead to it so expect it. and the times i have fallen, it wasn't humiliating- the people i love will always love me.

i also think i forgot how to work hard. i used to know how to do this. butt if i go to the library with a pen and paper to write. i pretty much write down- i am an idiot why can't i write about anything.

the older you get the more anchors your lay down and the harder it is to leave what's comfortable. these are all excuses. as the ancient spanish proverb made famous in strictly ballroom- a life lived in fear is a life half lived.

better to fail than be scared.

life for me has always been a party. and if i go this new route and chase dreams and pursue new ones


i know i got a light inside of me that i need to share with the world. 2007 is the year to emit this.

just gotta figure out how. butt dude- not to be cliche butt you only live once and that life goes by so fast.

figure it out dude and stop messing around and conquer my fears.

that is the heed for the oh seven.

watch out world because something might not happen. butt i hope it will.

please.

i love you....

update me please...

garsh,

don't even know where i left off...

well. since i last updated, gabe had his store opening. pics here it was real nice, buncha my friends showed up and the event was fun. i spent all week kinda helping him out. i didn't really do much though, butt i just wanted to support him because he has always been a bad ass i thought. plus he's hella goofy and fun. one of my oldest and closest friends in new york. met him through cara. weird.











had to cut out kinda early since coop, one of my oldest new york friends who is now in going to dominate the world had his rock star debut. his parents were there and i went with nicki and it was a nice event. pics here man, the crowd and the buzz of it all. i certainly do miss college. could never imagin going to college in a place like new york... but it seemed like it was fun. these were his colombia business school cohorts. he was drunk and doing well. i think he can be in a better band. he used to sing to nicki and i on street corners and we would love it because his voice was so dope. bravo johnny bravo!



then i don't remember what else i did. i shot a doritos commercial which you should check out and put a heart in and leave a comment at. it's really more amazing than the video itself. roman and i (dream team) were thinking up idears on saturday night and then we thought we were lame. finally sunday morning, he calls and says we should write a song. i get to his apt in williamsburg. we pick out a tune that doritos already allowed, and then we penned lyrics. unfortunately, roman was measuring in measures not seconds. so after 5 hours we had 57 seconds of song instead of 30. we had to edit in half and the song was perfect. we finally chose our cuts, shot the video. we went to the park, roman made a dorito out of foam bedding and orange paint and then we shot in the park, and then the 9th floor of my work. we lined a conference room with aluminum foil. then we went to go edit in i-movie and finally we finished at 4am and i had to be at work the next day at 9:30. we got 2500 views and 65 hearts.

then i went to cr 30th birthday celebration at mangia. saw katie and fun hanging out with her and then i test drove my mariachi outfit that i just got that day for mark's wedding. CR looked absolutely stunning as usual and it was good to see the usual cast of characters that were all in town. i asked noelle to take the pic that you see here. just met her and she's kind of amazing. just saw what building she lived in and asked her what she wanted from mexico, i couldn't understand her butt i think she wanted a virgin guadalupe arm patch. anyhow, i promised i would come back, instead i went to jonny con carne's and got some money and evil and then ended up packing all night and spanking twice. sorry CR. i took the car service to LGA at 4:00am and off to mexico i went.

slept on the plane which was great...

shit. it's late and i promised i would get good sleep. more later.

Jimmy Kim come home...

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new york, san francisco, oregon, and the world wants you home now.

hurry up man.