I feel free in Shanghai! I can smoke, I can drink, and people take care of my dishes - my grandfather
Rice? I don't need rice. My wine is my rice... - my grandfather

I love my grandfather so very much.

It's getting harder to write here. The words get clogged up from my brain to my fingers...bleh ( Read more... )

Holy shit.

Day going by, like a blur on a train...full of colorful but meaningless shapes and paper cut-outs. Then BAM! I heard this song and floated into a magical state of mind. Beautifully and poetically TRUE lyrics mixed with "In Da Gadda Vida" breakbeat...ahhhhhhh.

What the fuck! Why can't all songs be this inspiring?

Over Over OVER!!!!! Although it was the best Chanukah I've ever had. Never mind the fact that I have never celebrated it before either. Highlights ( Read more... )

To Mike: Crazy Aboriginal Letter Opening/Knife.

Probable success: 8...I'm getting tired of this. What I thought would be interesting is turning out to a chore.

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Tomorrow is going to be insane...OMG unwrapping 56 presents will take forEVER!!!!

To Katherina: Wire Picture Holder.

...ehhh whatever.

To Ben: Scary chicken laying Kinder eggs.

Probable success: ehhhh...I think Mike liked the chicken before it exploded.

To Liz: A beautifully carved elephant and trunks hanging.

Probable success:7 (out of 10)...dropping trunks mean bad luck I guess :(

To Susanna: Orange, Blue, Brown artists pens.

Probable success: 7??? (out of 10)...the problem of reading Susanna...sigh

To Haram: Yellow Mini

Probable success: 1 (out of 10)

sigh...