I’m gonna try to follow up with this tumblr thing once again. It got a little nutty for…I dunno. What? A year? Pretty much… It’s been a crazy fucking adventure. I’m still my same self. A little thinner. ;) Starvation works well with me. Ha! JK! I love food. I’ll NEVER starve. Which reminds me. I’m hungry… ANYWAY. I’m back to attack. Gonna try to keep up on my Tumblr world. I just…need to vent out, even if it’s to the damn keys to my laptop. I will be back soon. I’ve got loads to say.

My first rainbow in L.A. A double duo at that. From my rooftop, it looked fucking BIG and BEAUTIFUL. My mobile device has a weak ass camera, so I couldn’t get the whole rainbow. I took a mental picture of it, however. ;)

The winter rain outside my main.

I don’t want to love someone that doesn’t want to be with me. If he doesn’t want to be with me now, why should I believe that he’ll want to be with me later? There are no promises, yet anything can happen. In this relationship file, however, this case should be closed. It’s too long and unorganized to explain, but in the recent weeks, I’ve realized that I should let go. I’m holding on to the broken pieces believing it can be fixed again. Maybe things WILL change in the future, but something is telling me to let go NOW. With my life going from one thing to the next in positive waves, I need to let go before a typhoon hits and I end up in that deserted island again. I can’t go back there. I refuse to go back there.

I just…don’t want to love him anymore. It’s hurt too much and it’s GOING to hurt too much if I keep fooling myself. I don’t want to wait around for the other girls and I’m not waiting in line either.

I can’t believe how different things were a few weeks ago.

I just don’t want to love my Lover anymore.

I just want to get over my Lover.

I was online one morning. Via Twitter (P.S. I love you, Twitter.). The Roxy had posted that Cheech & Chong were going to sign an art guitar to be placed in front of The Comedy Store that afternoon (at 2pm to be exact). The event was open to the public. Bingo, I thought. That was going to be my fun FREE activity for the day. Who can beat that? Cheech even commented on my sugar skull tattoo. I happen to be recording at THAT exact moment, so I have footage on my phone. ;)

Parking almost delayed me. My wallet & pockets were empty so I relied on street parking. I shouldn’t have been using the gas in my car to get there, but NOTHING was going to stop me. I HAD to see Cheech & Chong. I can’t believe how close I got. Yes, I went alittle picture crazy. Wouldn’t have you?

That was a cool ass fucking Tuesday. haha.

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For five years now I’ve been addicted to cold turkey. And I would tell people I’m quitting cold turkey. They’re like ‘What are you quitting?’, I’m like, ‘I’m quitting fucking cold turkey.’ — Zach Galifianakis

Before I went to the Dia De Los Muertos festival, I wanted to make a sandwich so I wouldn’t use up the money that WASN’T in my pockets that night. I think my slice of bread was trying to hint me something. :)

DIA DE LOS MUERTOS 2010 @ The Hollywood Cemetery, October 30th, 2010. My battery was low on my phone so I was limited to the pic’s I wanted to take. It was pretty chill. I even sent a message to my uncle Gerardo. May you rest in peace, tio. I hope you got my message. In the last picture, I got stuck in the parade. I walked with the back end for a while and had to take a pic’. I’m glad I had enough battery juice for my parading actions.