i'm standing on the brink of my adult life.
it's real scary, but whatever.
emotions are slightly frayed at this point, all copper wires and battery fluid and indifference.
on thursday i moved from 125 palm ave. to 1290 20th ave.
on friday i left for fanime with Jayne's friend boB and his girlfriend Kelly. boB and i have become good friends over the course of creating my steampunk equipment for fanime 2009.
on friday night i left fanime sitting in a small car on my sister's lap. woke up at 5 in the morning to the sounds of my parents having sex on the couch in the same room.
on saturday i graduated from university, with my entire close family, plus additional signficant others and a nephew in the stands, scanning the purple gowns for me. Jaron had work, but he made it to dinner.
on sunday, i woke up to the same disturbing sounds, and went to fanime again. it was an excellent day. i spent it wielding a giant wrench and an a sleeve that functioned as a time travel device and firearm.
on monday i left fanime and let Jaron break up with me without divorcing me or moving out from my apartment.
a few weeks back i dressed up as a giant piplup for 25 dollars an hour.

but i'm still looking for a real job. being an adult, you gotta have a full time job. you gotta make rent without your dad paying for it. i've applied at starbucks twice, peets, metropark, urban outfitters, trader joes, american rag, a toystore on haight, and star games. times are tuff.
a few weeks back i helped All Ages and shameless self productions as they shot a video for the song "Come On" and on our break we made this:
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which is pretty funny and dumb.
i'm still working for shameless. some time soon it's going to bring the big bucks, but till then, it's more of a hobby that i get paid for from time to time. with them, The Red Guts was going to play at the red devil lounge june 14th, but instead it's going to be just me and ashone as Apt. 12, singing The Future is the Past etc. should be good.
not sure what's going to happen with Jaron. he's so unhappy all the time. life is hard.
sitting: again? you bet.
feeling:
anxious
hearing: Apt. 12 - Goodbye