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Interests: CLENCHED SOUL, Pablo Neruda We have lost even this twilight. No one saw us this evening hand in hand while the blue night dropped on the world. I have seen from my window the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops. Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand. I remembered you with my soul clenched in that sadness of mine that you know. Where were you then? Who else was there? Saying what? Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly when I am sad and feel you are far away? The book fell that always closed at twilight and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet. Always, always you recede through the evenings toward the twilight erasing statues. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You by Pablo Neruda I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you My heart moves from cold to fire. I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate
Expertise: The Stolen Branch By Pablo Neruda In the night we shall go in to steal a flowering branch. We shall climb over the wall in the darkness of the alien garden, two shadows in the shadow. Winter is not yet gone, and the apple tree appears suddenly changed into a cascade of fragrant stars. In the night we shall go in up to its trembling firmament, and your little hands and mine will steal the stars. And silently, to our house, in the night and the shadow, with your steps will enter perfume's silent step and with starry feet the clear body of spring.


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Wednesday, January 28, 2009

xanga freaking sucks

omg.  xanga is so freaking annoying.  everytime i log on (which is sporadic), i get accosted with surveys, upgrade requests, and other intrusive crap.   what the heck kind of business model is this?—especially in light of all the progressive open source-y ness that basically defines what is good internets.  (tumblr.com is an awesome platform; i have like 4 accounts on it already, hehe)

i’m telling you: we’re all gonna get screwed.  as in, all of us who have poured our hearts and souls (okay, rambling thoughts and rants) into this thing will be confronted with the inevitable reality of xanga going bankrupt and absconding with our entries!  and we will be forced to pay premium to retrieve them!  the horror!

many of us xanga users blogged at blogging’s boom…until facebook took over and degraded online communication into exhibitionist photos and insipid wall shoutouts.  ugh.  but yeah, i really loved reading what y’alls had to write, that is, back when most of my friends actually blogged.  reading my xanga subscription used to be one of the highights of my day.  and remember when we all discovered suhock?  it just took it to a new level.

props (not e-props) to you guys who continue to write and document your lives despite the facebook-ization of social networking.  i’m hoping to transfer the few xangas subscriptions i do read over to google reader and hopefully never have to log on to xanga.com.  i do, however, want to start regularly blogging again because i think it was really good for me (scattered private blogs, notwithstanding).  i think certain privacy conrols are important, though.  too many weird things have happened to me as a result of having this public blog.

anyone want to migrate over to tumblr.com with me?


Friday, November 28, 2008

tavi is my bff

check out this 12 year old's blog!  craziness...   i want to put her in my pocket!

and check out this video she made:




Untitled from Tavi G on Vimeo.


Wednesday, November 19, 2008

louis armstrong + kenny g + obama = ?

my dad is a huge obama fan and he is still sending me obama-related emails and files.  he just sent me this in a powerpoint file today.  i don't think anyone under the age of 45 would ever send this.



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the best was when he sent me this hilarious moveon.org video.  i had received it from several friends, but when i got it from him, i was like...michael?  who's michael?  haha.  my dad really thinks he's super hip and progressive.  he'll pick up random phrases from his students like "that's jacked up" (the key is in the intonation).  but it's still kind of strange for me to see a grown korean man so fanatical about obama.  he tried to teach me about politics and world affairs when i was little.  i still have clear memories of thinking how stupid the gulf war was as a 10 year old.


Sunday, November 16, 2008

holy spirit convicts/ god judges/ people love

evergreen church and the marin foundation hosted a great training on building bridges between the church and the gay community yesterday, regardless of one's stance on gay marriage.

there's been an interesting facebook conversation going on here, which i'm a part of.  please join us!  :)

it's good for us to dialogue and remain in loving community despite our differences.  it purifies the Church.



Sunday, November 09, 2008

don't be religulous

bry and i watched religulous last night- a documentary that basically makes a mockery of organized religion.  i bet we were the only christians in the audience and i think we also happened to laugh the hardest.  i must say, it was actually a pretty cathartic experience, given the dawn of obama's presidency. 

i've been meaning to journal about my experience of breaking into the obama election party but i'm too lazy to upload pics and video.  tens of thousands of people had to get turned away because the party had reached max capacity of 10,000 people as soon as they entered the hotel.  my friends and i were determined to get in so we found a secret, dark stairwell that led to the basement of the hotel.  by some freakish coincidence, a tall black man stepped out of one of the doors to talk on his cell phone, and when i approached him to beg, i realized that he was my coworker!  he convinced the security guard to let us in, which happened to be the mark ridley-thomas party (whom i had been dissing the entire night due to his support for unions.  i can't stand 99% of unions!!).  we screamed, danced, ate free food (prime rib) and went to the obama party to celebrate even harder for several hours.  here's a video i snatched from youtube.  it was one of the best nights of my life.


ps- unions, especially in los angeles, have turned into evil and corrupt machines.  please remember this for all future local elections.  thank you.



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