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I can't decide whether this is utter ridiculousness (Yes, I ALWAYS add 'ness' on the end of words to create ghastly improper English emphases - although 'ridiculousness' is an actual word) or if it's pure innovation...You be the judge...

.FIN

Be still...

I am only as multifaceted as a single moment in time...And so I analyze this moment with utmost scrutiny and realize I am not as alone as previous thoughts provoked me to think...Be still, and you will see how much you've grown...

.FIN

Paris: Solar Triangulation...

I'm simply amazed by architecture in general, particularly older architecture...Lately I've been keeping tabs on modern architectural innovations and stumbled across this beauty...Dubbed 'Le Project Triangle' ('The Triangle Project' - duh), this seemingly massive triangle is said to cast no shadows on buildings around it and allow for maximum amounts of solar and wind power to be generated...

Surprisingly though, the size of the building is an optical illusion and actually resembles a shark fin...

Look for this building to be built by 2014 in the Porte de Versailles area of Paris, France...

.FIN

When I'm all Grow[ed] Up...

I want to be THIS ill with the lens...I present to you...Candid photographic genius...

For more, slide through here

.FIN

My Hands hold hindered thoughts of misery...

New piece I wrote today...I'm a wee bit emo...Meh...

I've been holding my hands tight, clutching to the very essence of that which is myself...A semi-automatic muse of meandering souls seeking some sort of solitude through making a miser of me...And I am miserably traveling through the burroughs and bodegas of my own city of lost love and yet cannot seem to find the restitution of my heartache on any corner...No solitary solidified rush of contentment...Only recluse renditions of rotten refuge...Nothing...Just a sullen girl...Seething in sorrow and writhing in pain as she holds her own hands to try to hinder thoughts of truncation...

*Geez, that's effing depressing now innit?...Must be the rain...*

.FIN

Colin Munroe ((Heart)): Will I stay...

Check out Colin Munroe's new video for his song 'Will I stay'...If you have no idea who this phenomenal Canadian artist is; well, then you better ask somebody (ME)!!...He stepped out onto the scene with THE BEST remix to Kanye's 'Flashing Lights' I've heard called 'I Want Those Flashing Lights' and quickly gained MAJOR attention...Colin is currently wreckin' shit over at Dallas Austin's Rowdy Records...This guy is a good friend of mine and a talent that should be closely watched over the coming months...
For the new 'Will I Stay' video, more info, music and news on Colin Munroe, click here (TRUST me, you won't be disappointed)
.FIN

Crude Oil of a 15-year-old's brain...

I feel like sharing some of this today...It's been a strange mix of emotions and I'm not sure exactly why...In order to calm myself some and find some sort of peace, I started to comb through and organize some old blogs for the book...Here's an entry in which I did a little bit of appreciating my writing abilities and reminiscing on my past...Yes, I was a depressing kid...Life wasn't easy...

October 20, 2005 Thursday 1:50am

Ideal Steel...an old poem revisited.... Current mood: morose

So, I've been really lonely and kinda down lately and something this morning in my inability to sleep; beckoned me to my old journal...I started writing at a very young age as a release of some of the feeling I had inside of me that I knew couldn't be any good for me...yeah, I've had emotional issues since a very young age for reasons those close to me already know...I pride myself on always being a smiling, happy and positive person despite all the bullshit that's really fucked up that happens in my life daily...the reason I'm able to do all of this is the talent God gave me to cope through writing...I am truly blessed in this sense...and no, I'm not tooting my own horn here, I'm really grateful I can write like there's no tomorrow and it's somewhat of a good talent...My writing skills really came to head in high school when I was a loner/awkward/painfully shy/extremely ugly/geek...underneath all of this teenage nightmare was a really fucking good writer...now, the shits always a bit disturbing and morbid, but well-versed nonetheless...I thought maybe as a way to revisit these feelings and teachings through writing, I'd share the thoughts of a teenage mind on a regular basis through blog...I had a journal that I kept all through high school and wrote in religiously...here's a poem I wrote when I was 15....as a side note, "Ideal Steel" was the company my brother was working for at the time and we were passing it on the freeway...

Crude oil drips

Through my vainless veins

Black as love

Hardened my heart

Like Pharaohs'

The slave of slavery

Oppression of the perfect drug

End the pleasant pain

To be a cover girl

Pornographic memories

Embedded in the plate

Rubber bullet to the head

45 caliber thoughts

Semi-automatic feelings

Oil

Thick as sin

Trickle and flow

Think nothing of nothing

Peer inside

The window to eternity

Gears shift

Sparkle and fade

Rust Away

Rustoleum in hand

Things fall apart

Not lost in oblivion

Lost in exhibition

Salt from the ocean

Salt from your lips

Determined to destroy me

Written in the end

Obituary of the bitch

A soliloquy

By Shakespeare

Would've loved Van Gogh

Severed ears

For slippery love
Killed the android

Alien of the species

Foreign objects

Lodged in forever

Could've ended silently

If I were the ideal steel...

*BONUS POEM...My First Alliterative Piece

Many men migrate meticulously minute medians

Mixing malevolence more maliciously

My misalignment mortifies me

Maybe my mischievous moniker misnomers me

Mirrors may minister many misunderstood minorities

Mixed mistakenly massive myriads, mostly mirages

Morose mirages mainly metamorphasized my misfortunes

Motels-Mitigations-Masturbation-Motivation

Men move many millenniums more monetarily

Misogynistic, malignant men, moving mountains

.FIN

Wing, sweet Wing...How I've missed you...

THAT monstrosity of a broken phone was my TMobile Wing I've had for several months broken like that as I was in a bitter battle betwixt myself, my insurance carrier and TMobile...FINALLY I've got a new one...Today is a good day, I can now text at will =)
.FIN

Happy Birthday VirLibran...

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Today is considered the last day of the Virgo/Libra cusp...Some will even argue that the cusp day ends on September 23rd...And that those born today are true Libras...I still consider today a cusp day...In light of the celebration of the last cusp day and the ushering in of the greatest astrological sign there is, here's a little bit of insight on astrological aspects of those born on the Virgo/Libra Cusp:

Virgo/Librans are happiest when they're in a relationship. They are seductive and attractive, and their cultural awareness and talkative nature help them shine in the social situations they so enjoy; although at times they can be prone to being superficial due to their love of beautiful things. They tend to explore subjects deeply and are very good at understanding the deeper meaning of what others say. Many Virgo/Libras have an excellent head for business, relying on logic rather than ego or emotion to make their deals. They are reliable, practical, diligent, self-possessed and rational.

Brief Personality Overview

-- Possesses the discriminating and rational traits inherent in Virgo --

-- Possesses the social traits inherent in Libra --

-- Tend to be obsessed with beauty and sensuousness --

-- Prone to be very attentive and concerned with details --

-- Tend to lack depth in the intuitive and emotional spheres --

-- Need to try and not be overly-concerned with outward appearances --

-- Need to avoid becoming jaded, trendy, impulsive or compulsive --

-- Need to keep the nervous system under control --

I knew a VirLibran man once, so I'd say MOST of this is true...Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY...Now bring in my lovely sign!!...Yes, I LOVE being a Libra!!!!!
.FIN

Mental and dexterous challenges in toy form!!...

A challenging toy you say?...I'm soooo down!!...Mobius PLAY is a toy/puzzle by designers Paul Sandip and Suhasini...It challenges manual dexterity and mental concentration...The toy constitutes a continuous mobius ring having its ends permanently joined together and a dual snout magnetic roller...Basically, you hold the mobius ring in one hand and try to move the magnetic roller along the track...I strained my brain just now trying to think about how that would work...OUCH!

.FIN

Oh my Jesus!!...Winos of the world UNITE!!...

I may have died and gone to wino heaven...Seriously...I am a fan of fine wine and $3.99 wine alike (I don't discriminate against ANYTHING...Not even my wine, sometimes you're broke enough or down enough to want the bottom of the barrel...I'm just sayin'...)...I'll be honest and say I'm not the best keeper of good wine which is why I typically lean closer to the $25 bottles of wine (If I can get a bottle to last more than a night that is...LOL)...The problem is that good wine should be served at and stored at the proper temperature or else it's not at its' full flavored and bodied potential...This is a difficult task to achieve at home...This is where this sleek and technologically perfect (at least by wine standards)store and serve contraption from Skybar steps in to assist you in accommodating and pouring your wines without compromising on appearance and function...dubbed the 'Wine Preservation and Optimization System', this cabinet houses three variedly chilled chambers to serve three different wines which are chilled to perfection...You can set the temperature yourself or choose from nine preset chilling options...Another innovative feature is the vacuum technology that helps to preserve wine for about 10 days without any change in its taste...You also won’t need a decanter, as this cabinet is equipped with a smooth pouring technique that decants a perfect glass of wine...The price is a little steep for my tastes at $1,000...But still a worthwhile investment for winos of the world like me!!...I got 5 on it!!
.FIN

Wiimote x Google Maps: Yep, Tokyo, here I come!!...

This isn't perfect, but oh my how I LOVE the concept...This Nintendo Wii User connected his Wiimote to Google Maps and was able to create a simulated jog through the streets of Tokyo (DOPE!!)...The flaw is that it doesn't create a fluid video, but instead is more of a frame by frame view...Still, it beats Dance Dance Revolution now, doesn't it?...

Try to run on the google street view like a jogging game of wii fit from katsuma on Vimeo
.FIN

Le Violon Rouge (The Red Violin)...

Again, another one of my all time favorite movies...I am partial to this movie as I am a violinist...But the story of the journey of this violin built on the fundamentals of true love and perfection personified by a violin is beautiful and brings me to tears to even think about it...I've loved many people and things like that and lost nearly all of them...*tear*...However, I like to think that those most perfect things and people that were loved by me that have gone away are on a beautiful journey of their own...That brings comfort to a weary soul...Watch the movie and you'll know where I'm coming from...

This is one of the best solos in the movie (played by Joshua Bell):

I regain more closure as I keep my composure and consciously confiscate the composition of my cerebral concerto...My vigor lives vicariously through the the virtuosity of my fingers upon my violin...

.FIN

Smorgan aka Adams Morgan

Wow...'Epic' is probably the best way to describe Saturday night in Adams Morgan/Dupont for my cousin James and I...I took a chance by stepping out in the place that most reminds me of 'Perfection' and I'm kind of glad I did...Anyway, Here's some fotos...Keep in mind, we were HELLA drunk so these aren't epically artistic or anything...Just good clean fun...Shout out to Wyck and everyone at the rooftop party!...
Delectable Madame's Organ Food...

This is the culprit that lead to an 'interesting' evening...

Bikes are apparently my 'thing'...This guy was cool...Ironically named Brian...

Yes, it's THAT intense...James loves his beer...

Things start to get fuzzy right about...NOW...

Ok random Aussie guy...We get it already...James, what the eff are you doing?...

Apparently I was unamused, bothered or too drunk for emotional expression...

Hmmm...A familiar look...

Oh wait, nevermind...I got my swag back!...

Wyck...The maker of all epically random fun...

.FIN

Autumn and I...A photographic study, Part 1...

Autumn...Love it...I'm from Michigan where the leaves are plentiful and lovely...I was born in the Autumn...I'm not a very good liar, so...Autumn is for lovers too...I can be honest here since this is my blog...I really wish I still had mine to revel in the glories of Autumn with...*Sigh*...

There is beauty in obscurity...

It begged me to photograph it...I swear ye...

This was a great moment of the past...I hold it close...

Georgetown at dusk...

One last goodbye to the Summer...Silly, sullen, solemn and soaking...
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La Cité des enfants perdus...

One of my favorite movies finally arrived in the mail yesterday...GIANT smiles ensued when I opened up the package at work... I invited DMVernon over to watch it with my cousin and I and share in my nerdy French-speaking delight...Got some Checkers for the first time in forever (more GIANT smiles - Doesn't take much to make a piggy pig pig happy)...*OINK*...Sat down with a glass of wine and started watching one of my all time favorites (though I wish they would have let me watch it in French)...I love this movie and could go on forever about how great the cinematography and story line are, but I'll just suggest you take my advice and rent it and see for yourself...As some incentive...Here's the trailer:

*Side Note*: Costume design by Jean-Paul Gaulthier

.FIN

My new Tattoos...Coming soon to an Aja near YOU!!...

Mental journeys and soul searching have occurred and I am much more enlightened now...I'm not much of a religious being, but more spiritual than anything - gathering the fundamental theories from various religions that most make sense when applied to my mentality...In my quest to find symbols of inner and outward peace, I was reminded of a Buddhist mantra I've highly regarded since my 9th grade world religion class...Om Mani Padme Hum...The Dalai Lama describes these six syllables as meaning:

"...that in in dependence on the practice of a path which is an indivisible union of method and wisdom, you can transform your impure body, speech and mind into the pure exalted body, speech, and mind of Buddha..."

I interpret this as meaning through wisdom (in all its' capacities) one can truly learn to be at peace with oneself and the world, therefore becoming a more 'perfect' person...What a lovely way to be!

The Six Realms of Existence:

Om - Meditation (Purifies: Pride/Bliss)

Ma - Patience (Purifies: Jealousy/Lust for entertainment)

Ni - Discipline (Purifies: Passion/Desire)

Pad - Wisdom (Purifies: Ignorance/Prejudice)

Me - Generosity (Purifies: Poverty/Possessiveness)

Hum - Diligence (Purifies: Aggression/Hatred)

.FIN

New Subtitle...AND a new piece of poetry...

Man, I've been doing A LOT of over-analyzation lately and this blog and the direction of it has come up in that process...So BeautiFoul™, to me, symbolizes a vast contradiction which is what I, myself, can be at times...Particularly as I heal my broken heart, I've become even more of a personification of this terminology - A sweet girl turned sour, or what have you...At my surface and even in my very core of being I am the nicest, most considerate person you've ever met...But, layered in between that is a rotten, angry, bitter, depressing, inconsiderate, self-centered bitch of a woman...In other words, I'm BeautiFoul™ moreso than I EVER was...And perhaps that's a good thing...Perhaps it will help this blog be more relevant and contain more substance...We shall see in the weeks to come...And so the subtitle goes:

"Looks can be deceiving...DO NOT attempt to feed the animal..."

I looked into the mirror today and saw a mirror image of how rotten I had become
Tainted and tempted to try being more tactile and less tumultuous
I peered at my reflection again and realized
I am at my most beautiful right now
Chewing on bullets and holding my tongue
Hefty and hearty with heartache and heartlessly emotionally inept
Imagining I've some control over my contriving conscious
Smelling of my rancid mentality
And covering the stench with the perfume of my lingering desire for he who is
Perfection...

.FIN

Remember how I said I was a ROCKSTAR????...

"So what, I'm still a rock star, I got my rock moves, and I don't want you tonight"...Pink always manages to make a song to fuel my anger at the MOST appropriate times...

Pink - So What [Official Music Video]
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Epic Failure: Chair Design...

Human touch you say?...Ummm Hmmmm, I bet!!...That's the type of human touch I like!!...Oh wait, let me shut up...So yeah, the chair design was ummmm....Interesting...I'd say the designer likes GIANT dildos...Or penises...Take your pick...

.FIN

Won't you be my neighbor?...Retard...

Damnit!...I really thought I was special...*Side note: Mr. Rogers was fly as hell!*

Here's something about Mr. Rogers you may NOT have known...Mr. Rogers was a BBoy...A rather awkward one, but hey...A for effort...Retard...

.FIN

Woosah!!...I'm Baaaaaaack!!...

And somehow I've emerged victorious from that tumultuous storm of a breakup I just went through...I'm not gonna lie, that was the toughest thing I've been through in a while, SO unexpected and heartbreaking because I really thought he was different and he really was SO special to me...Anyway, God made me with about ten tons more resilience than the average person...I've got ABSOLUTELY NO animosity towards him, I want him to be all he can be...Even if he couldn't see it with me (which, I must say, I still don't understand even slightly...Nor do I believe the whole "It's not you, It's me" shindig...But meh...It was all good just a week ago...)...So here's what this sad little puppy of a phenomenal woman who is I has been going through over the past four days to get back to being just 'me'...

For a full 48 hours I was unable to work, eat or sleep...Liquor did a body good...'Why' and 'How' were words of prevalence, hence the inability to sleep or eat...

After that, I figured it was a good idea to go into hiding to contemplate the error of my ways...

Then came the pseudo-anger....Spending more time not believing "It's not you, It's me" but also realizing that statement may be true in more ways then I previously thought...'Psssht' is that expression...Don't get me wrong, I was still crying my eyes out...

So now I'm smiling again; which is my favorite thing to do...But it still hurts, no lies here...

Regardless of how much it hurts though...I'm still an interstellar rockstar!!...

.FIN

Nintoaster...'Nuff said...

HAD to post this bad boy before I go on hiatus...This is fucking dope though...So someone of my own nerdy caliber gutted out a toaster and made it an actual working NES...The games pop up just like toast would when done...Genius for us geeky people who like quirky things like this...Pure genius I'd say...I''m blowing into my cartridges as we speak...And yes, that DID have purposeful sexual innuendos...*wink*

.FIN