I love my friends

My brother finally sent me these pictures, from before I left for my trip over the summer. I love real friends, I'm so lucky.

cock-rock-disco

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>I love my dad.. I only see him every once in a while but its always a nice reunion.. I never felt close to my dad when I was young because he was a little bit distant emotionally, and felt that taking us on vacation and buying us things was all he had to do to be a good dad, he was always a nice guy, with the ocational crazyness but everyone knows him as being honest, loud, funny, popular and a big spender... when we lived in egypt we didn't get much closer because everyone was doing their own thing, and I would just go out, take the train, walk around, do my thing completely free and maybe once in a while we would sit and eat together, everyone was totally independent.. but the frequent vacations would bring us together.. I started to get much closer to him when I went to college, I lived away and still independent, but I felt more connected with him when we would meet.. anyway, I guess I am just being sentimental because I had a nice day yesturday with my dad.. he was so happy that I was there to have iftar with thim and he later woke me up to have so7oor (meal before sunrise in ramadan) for the last day of fasting.. he made me fava beans, boiled eggs, cheese and yougurt and brought it to my bedside, he was so happy that I was there with him, that made me really happy too.<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

picture totally unrelated but I like it////////////////////////////////////////

Schizophrenia isn't a real disease. Just a tool our society uses to deal with people who display socially unacceptable behavior-- that reminds me of how much I miss D.

Tomatina lost picture

this is very funny.. this russian girl who took a picture of us at La Tomatina actually emailed it to me today. very random.


o this was right before I got a big pair of scissors, went on my knees and cut Erik and Ken's jeans into little shorts as people were gazing in homo-erotic awe.

computer cleaning

party here party there

sleep scientist

everything will be the way you want it to be when you stop doubting that I love you.

forgetting

Its been a month, its finally starting to sink in and the work and applications and projects and future travel are all pressing their weight on my shoulders...
although I have nothing to regret but last week I kept recalling some amazing people I spent time with this summer with home I had amazing human connections .. It was nice to meet these people and find them, I was lucky, but sometimes I was too happy about it that I didn't take advantage of other kinds of connections that we could have had.. I recall making out with a couple of guys with whome I could have probably had the most amazing fuck but instead I was like a happy little kid who didn't know what to do with all the attention.. I guess I regret not going with the flow sometimes and making things HOT.. if you know what I mean.

jajajaja. silly me.

it still happens, even here.

excitment

yo! I can't stand my excitment and like the million thoughts and feelings going through me every second!!! this south east asia trip + japan coming up is gonna be craaaaaaazy!!! I gotta get so much shit done first and time is flying..
on another note.. ANDres appears to have another band back in Madrid.. I know the people involved and its hysterrrrical.. I love it. check out the pic.

I love beef

go for it

some people wait for things to fall into their lap, no initiative. when its in their lap, they don't know what to do with it, maybe it was too easy. get a little tough, then wait again .. what a waste waiting waiting. I never wait, or I try not to. I don't look back like I used it, and fuck i feel so much lighter in my heart. and I dont wait, don't worry too much about the future, things are really already set and will just happen, thats why they make sense when they actually do. so what are you waiting for?

ne la touche pas sal pute

cambridge parties crack me up.
I left the first party with two hot iranians.. I would go for one of them. hot.

one more

I am losing my mind

I lost my all my computer files.. my memory is increasingly fucked up.. I forget easily... I lost or broke all my cameras.. party here party there... I can't find all my travel guide books.. I feel like some divine power is erasing my memory..

Andres.. guapo guapo guapo guapo.. I love him! and he actually loves me.. no need to fight or even ask for love, it just comes..

found objects

postcard from Andres

Heartbeats

Andres

my brown eye love. I miss Madrid..

my tree

Tarek posted a thing on his blog http://wherethesuitcaseis.blogspot.com/ about "what tree did you fall from?" and I found out that I fell from a Cypress Tree (which is a tree I really like) and this was the description that went with it:

>>Cypress Tree (Faithfulness) -- strong, muscular, adaptable, takes what life has to give but doesn't necessarily like it, strives to be content, optimistic, wants to be financially independent, wants love and affection, hates loneliness, passionate lover which cannot be satisfied, faithful, quick-tempered at times, can be unruly and careless, loves to gain knowledge, needs to be needed.

I like it.

bad boys bad boys, watcha gonna do wen dey com fo you