Sasori Hayabusa

disclaimer: pure nothingness lies ahead. do not read. it will blank your mind out. or annoy you at least...

that is the most japanese name i'd ever hear. same thing as the word chouette the most french word id ever utter.

ive really got nothing to say... i lost my soul when i left college.

nothingness starts here.. i'll try to speak in the most nordic gibberish so no one comprehends a phrase i'd scribe here.

so lately ive been really preoccupied by the keneth-the-businessman life that id practically abandoned mocha syrup, wrath, and folio. ive got no secrets to blend in mocha syrup because ive been an open book lately. nothing to rant about in wrath either, since i havent been acutely angry for a long time now (not that im in a happy place, just not angry...). and nothing to write at folio because i haven't been really creative after college.

jaded by the fact that im currently unemployed but im still working, to tender my resignation.. and not one company called me up for an update, that is my temperament for the moment.

an officemate asks me out on a date and i haven't budged yet. the hassles of having no money.. it subtracts from my masculinity...

a roommie is always a pain in the ass. take it from the expert.

a yearbook has its way of delaying its self printing... which is frustrating.

if i still dont get any call from anyone by november, im leaving the country. wish me luck.

-university of california at sta. barbara, here i come...-