Codename: ABCB Requirements: * Anime (Audio, Art) * Bicycle * Computer * Balance New variables: * Music * Art * Design * Video Goal: To acquire and achieve maximum flexibility and well-roundedness through media, physics, electrical and industrial design, manpower and thought Philosophies: Chocolate! Fun! Enjoy 'Life Talking' and be happy! Just wait until the end of October (heh heh) ! Adaptability is where it's at. Update 10/11/91 Report: New direction Synopsis: Music top priority as well as Computer. Check with Accounting to see what resources are available. Research possible controllers based on velocity, feel, aftertouch, flexibility, value. Computer Info received. Researched, found system for possible immediate purchase. Problems, expandability, but price may be limiting factor. Liquidate past outdated systems ASAP. "I have nothing to say and I am saying it and that is poetry." --- John Cage "Kyosuke OnIchaaaaaan!!" --- A folorn izumi "Not all toads are bad. One of my very good friends is a toad, and a SlimyToad at that who gives warts to people that touch him." --- izumi Personal happy faces should be, well personal. Here is mine. ^_^ I like to play the violin. I would like to learn how to play the saxophone. Hi! Can you and I be friends? One of the most perfect foods in the world is rice and a certain vegetable dish, kim-chi. The reason why I like this so much is that it has personality, fire and spunk, qualities I admire in both people and food, alike. Some people are turned off by it, and some are enamored with it. I live it. If music is so much a part of me, why did I score the highest possible points in the visual arts on my psyche evaluation? Maybe I just need to 'refocus' my 'view'! ha ha I believe in an international society. Learn a foreign language, but make friends with everyone. Write letters to people occasionally, but remember, a letter is not something one owes to another, but a gift not to be expected and cherished as so. Openmindedness, flexibility, adaptability, and a love for life. Scotch tape, razorblades, sharps, Macintosh, CDs, paper, eraser are some of my most important tools. Hello, I ride a Bianchi Sika mountain bike (MTB) anyone else interested in MTBing? some words I like: whimsy, cute, whee, cow, moo, wrench, poop, yi, munch "Deception in war a virtue in life a sin" --- Life Talking I love my friends, my family, and myself. (Boy, I am in some kind of mood, huh?) Ohboyohboyohboy! I can't WAIT for thigs to get started! Whee! Hot stuff happening REAL SOON NOW(TM)! Stay tuned for details! Jim Lick, are you really going to get me that burrito from Freebird's or not? I don't CARE how long the flight lasts! I want my Freebird burrito!! 1991 October 27 I got my Freebird burrito! Oh thankyouthankyouthankyou! Jim Lick, you are the GREATEST! Even Maison Ikkoku videos and Kimagure Orange Road videos and everything! But...how did you ever figure out who I was, hmmm? ^_^ Jack Arnold, are we going to see each other sometime? Good luck in school, and please, do well! I am rooting for you! Eddie, good luck in your life. I have seen you do some of the most amazing things in the world, and I want to see you be one of the most important people on this earth. Go for it, brother of mine. More to come... And here it is! 12/17/91 Well well well. LOTS of things have changed, and I am not sorry about ANY of it! People keep telling me the world is going to be no fun and games. Guess what my world is going to be like? Well, the room is cleaned up and stuff is happening. Spiggy hunts are fun and a good idea for entertainment, but if you don't even know what a Spiggy is or look like, go anyway. You'll have fun. Trust me. I know I have! ^_^ You see, one can learn a lot on a Spiggy hunt. I did. Nothing too new or spectacular, but just enough so I don't feel that two dollars was a waste. In fact, it's a bargain! Well...got to plan the time right... Too cool. Wireless remote for Discman! heh heh heh. (Don't own one though) Well, until next line... Hasta la vista, baby. 1992 January 14 Went on a Spiggy hunt, and found a Spiggy! Much to my surprise and delight, a Kevin happened to be with her! Talk about bagging two at a time! Well then. This semester is going to be the 4.0 (hopefully) semester of me! I got a new stunter kite, which I have been just WAITING to fly, but with all the rain and the wetness, NO WAY that I can fly it. BUT I did go to the FALLOUT SHELTER again though last night! Good way to unwind. I slept just about the whole next day away, which is today! (I think) Well Jingoro is being a Jingoro and Kyosuke is being a HAPPY Kyosuke with a new job and a Maiko returned to the United States of America and an Aeolia has been talking and a Ryouga is going to be going on Tuesdays and Thursdays and I am starting to eat more than one meal a day and I am running out of delicious and oh so good for you fruit juices and my head is doing dizzy things and I look outside my window and see the beautiful wind blowing and the sun is out finally and more people are exercising and classes are starting and being just terrifically fun and fine and I am constantly feeling the worried feeling of one who is always doing something wrong and on the brink of never coming back but also such a happy feeling of 'this is it!' and excitement about life and friends and fun and knowledge and communiating and writing that I think that it can only be called life. Gotta love it...life. w(o/a)ndering mind of mine... -_- January 15, 1992 The trouble with a classicist he looks at a tree That's all he sees, he paints a tree The trouble with a classicist, he looks at the sky He doesn't ask why, he just paints a sky The trouble with an impressionist, he looks at a log And he doesn't know who he is, standing, staring, at this log And surrealist memories are too amorphous and proud While those downtown macho painters are just alcoholic The trouble with impressionists is The trouble with impressionists is The trouble with personalities, they're too wrapped up in style It's too personal, they're in love with their own guile They're like illegal aliens trying to make a buck They're driving gypsy cabs but they're thinking like a truck The trouble with personalities is The trouble with personalities is I like the druggy downtown kids who spray paint walls and trains I like their lack of training, their primitive technique I think sometimes it hurts you when you stay too long in school I think sometimes it hurts you when you're afraid to be called a fool The trouble with classicists is The trouble with classicists is ---'Trouble With Classicists' "Songs for Drella" Lou Reed/John Cale Cover of "Time" magazine --January 20, 1992 'Why Are Men and Women Different?' 'It isn't just upbringing. New studies show they are born that way.' Hmm...Kind of make you wonder how strapped for news journalists are. Thumbs up to Orlando's "Great Commuter Challenge," pitting a cyclist against a van th determine the fastest way to get to work during the morning rush hour. The rider, J.D. Howell of the Florida Freewheelers, completed the 11-mile trip from suburbs to downtown 6 minutes faster than a van driven by local disc jockey Keith Summers. The event was carried live on morning radio, including progress reports from Howell on a cellular phone. At the finish, the vanquished Summers said he would only ride his bike to work under one circumstance: "If I was in a hurry." ---'Bike Likes and Dislikes' "Bicycling" January 26, 1992 Hi Hi. Things have happened. LOTS of things have happened. I find myself unable to talk, or even write. Yesterday, I went to a Record Convention in Winston-Salem. Didn't find anything that I wanted at first. Then I suddenly changed focus, changed state of mind. I saw millions of things that I wanted then! Perspective is everything, isn't it? I went with Spiggy and a Spiggy friend---Karl, I think. (Sisters of Mercy^_^) Makes one think and see people in new lights. We went to visit Katereya that night as well. I am glad to see a different perspective of Spiggy that Kat helped me to see. It was a nice day...lots of different views were presented. Sort of like all those blind men trying to figure out what the elephant is. Lately, elephants have been creeping into my life. The English Professor mentioned them, I see photographs of them, Friends talk about them, And I happened to drink water from the toilet and now they are gestating inside me. Who knows. This may be a return to my roots...of thoughts and thinking. As a child, I had this great love for elephants. They were my totem animal. I had a plush light electric blue elephant with a music box inside, so it hurt to sleep with, but I lived it because the fur was really short, you could get a really good grip on it (The music box) and when you whaled it at someone, it would hurt more than the average stuffed animal. Also since it looked so soft, no one suspected it would hurt when it hit you. That's why people would always try to figure out why I would run after I threw the elephant-- then BAM! The chase was on. I think the next thing I then turned to were the birds. In early school, I had a peculiar talent for drawing birds. Usually the blue jay style, including those cardinals. Every detail was shockingly in place for such a young person, except the feet. They looked like typical feet a child may draw. Like a chicken with major leg cramps. I always loved the way the crayons would layer the colors on the manilla paper, so they looked and felt as close as I could come to actually stroking the feathers of the subject at hand. My mother started to make her own stuffed animals then. She made my brother a frog and a cat and I got a mouse and a turtle. The mouse and turtle kept switching as my next totem, but that was no big deal. I was born in the Chinese (or any other Asian actually) year of the rat, or mouse, and being an impressionable child, I set out to be mouselike. I loudly proclaimed I loved cheese(!) not realizing that actually peanut butter is what you bait traps with to really attract mice and things, but I was raised on Tom & Jerry and things. Mickey Mouse was a sage to be listened to and cherished but never too wholly(holy? hoe lee?) worshipped because even then I knew I was my own person and generally just started to learn as much as I could about the rodentia clan. I learned to be small and unnoticed and to squeak at just the right times to startle people or to communicate an idea. The turtle though, was absolutely wonderful. My mother not realizing, decided that the turtle's head was on backwards, so she sewed it on in what seemed to her the right way. Well, what turned out is that the turtle's body may be correct, but the turtle's head is lying down! The turtle's name is Super Turtle. That is actually what is printed on his striped turtle-neck sweater. It was a pretty flat creature, perfect for a smaller pillow which is what I used it for. I liked to ask it questions and make it nod and shake its head or little feet in answer. I don't think I ever gave it a voice, because even its birth deformity, the turtle had bright eyes and was constantly smiling so serenely...It made me feel more comfortable and safe than what turtles are supposed to do. Around this time too, I was running around the fields near the housing development with a really, really, older friend of mine, and happen to see a nice black with orange spots turtle swimming around. It was small and simply beautiful. Well, this friend grabbed the turtle and chucked him way far into the lake. I of course voiced my displeasure saying that you might hurt it and I wanted to keep it. But he said, being of greater experience than myself, that the thing is dirty, would probably die, and things like that. He went on to Harvard and got a degree, but after graduation, is doing pretty much nothing which would bemoan what a smart guy he was so I feel a little better now, but not too much since I like this friend of mine a lot. But I remembered this for so many years...I was about five when it happened. Well anyway, I sat at the edge of the lake, just looking for the turtle. I spied it and yayed and encouraged it to swim for the shore. The turtle did, and towards me! Of course I was excited and I shouted encouragement and things and stood and generally carried on for a better part of an hour, and the turtle finally was with me. So of course, I scooped the turtle up carefully and took it home. Parents were semi-displeased, but did buy an aquarium, turtle food, all the things that a nice turtle needed. My brother felt left out so he got his own aquarium and some fish. Everyday, I would see that turtle sitting on his favorite brick or swimming around in the water and just be happy that a living thing other than a person was in my care and those general kind of things. Well then, of course the day arrived when I came home from school and checked on my turtle. It was upside-down in the water, all limbs fully outsretched and seemingly dead. I immediately flipped the turtle over to see it it would recover. It didn't. I was furious and brimming with tears. My brother told me, wide-eyed, that the turtle had swum so fast and hit the side of the aquarium so hard that the turtle just flipped over and drowned that way. I wished he didn't do that. I suspect him now of being curious of whether a turtle or not can right itself when on its back...and his wide-eyed testimony sounded like a fishy younger brother story who didn't know turtles zoom around hitting aquarium sides it has been it for weeks. Well, that really didn't matter at the time. I cried over the turtle. I was so sorry that I did take him then from its environment to my own little microcosm I created for it. I just blamed myself, that never again, will I do something like this. Just take an animal. Away from everything. I was very broken and I don't know if I showed it in front of people. I went back to the lake where I found the turtle...and cried as loudly and as long as I needed, apologizing over and over again to the turtle, and placed him back into the pond from which he came from. Growing up...it's so hard to do, but it also makes you want to live harder, to die more often, muddle you up because you think too much...I love it and hate it, but then, how different are the two. I also had a few more, like my own experience with fish and a dog, which really bites ( I don't mena the dog, I mean the story) but do not want to overwhelm the reader with too much information. Please, if you feel moved, email me with any stories of your own...I would love to read yours as you have mine...or just say hi. Until then "...such a little thing...a gentle tone of kindness...or written words on paper...can you write?" ---Morrissey Thank you. -_- February 1 1992 I actually started this before I slept, but it is still February 1, so here goes... A terrific thing.... 'It is not up to a person to hurt you, but it is up to you whether you feel that hurt' Totally true. Even through some extremely crappy things, you can make it become as insignificant as anything. Never forget the action done though, oh that is not what I am saying. Remember, but also, it's all in how you take it. Does one really want to show the antagonist that they were able to affect you in some way, or to infuriate them by taking what they have done and cherishing it as the most beautiful thing you have been given? It's a kind of fooling oneself, but, you never ever really forget what the impetus behind the attack is...but in the reaction, you can do anything. My example...troubles between brothers. I came back home after college time and tried to make up by writing a letter, a note begging that we just drop our dispute. Well, he burned that note and kept all the ashes together and put them in a bag with a tiny piece not burned so I could tell it was the note. Now this being a familial thing, it hit me harder than most things. But, I knew that he wanted to see me hurt...still being much angry I am sure, but then so was I, BUT, I wrote another note. I wrote about how I understood that he wanted to keep this a secret between us, and I will cherish the ashes as a symbol of our unspoken pact and that no one will know of our dispute. I even hung up that clear zip-loc bag on my wall, so people can see it. The note was all just loving, forgiving, and I mean, I just gave the so many honorable thanks for the ashes...I wonder what it did to his mind...we made up shortly afterwards. And things were nice and happy again. But lives are not always this way...especially if you are like an onion-- layers and layers upon even more layers of lives led... For instance, I almost flew to California yestderday to be in a music video. Well there is this band called 'Life Talking' which is up and coming and I know (sorta) one of the band members. And his roommate, with whom i've met, implored me to get up there. This was around 2:30 AM EST January 31. Well, I tried. I really tried to get there. I got my American Express card reinstated so I could take advantage of the $189 priced round-trip to the West Coast tickets, closed my checking account at the bank for money, called the airlines for flights...but no...none, no way, and now I feel like a heel that I missed being a part of their video. Now when that video goes to MTV...I am going to kick myself when 'Life Talking' plays. It is all in kind of friends you know. I have many, many circles, which sometimes overlap, but not much. But when they do, the friends compare notes and agree on a lot of things, but are also somewhat shocked that I would be in with such people, but then think, "Well, I should have expected that." Maybe one of these days, I'll find someone as intense or even more so...and just make myself jealous and want to keep pace, and probably will. I have kept up so far (or at least tried) in so many areas. I finally have started stunt-kite flying about a month ago (and today is BEEYUUU-TIFUL weather for flying!) and now am returning to my childhood personal study...Performing Arts. I saw 'Les Miserables' and it rewoke the muse inside of me to pursue such things...The memories of so many concerts, operas, musicals, stage plays, all those things just came over me like a flood, and I looked into my tape and CD bin, and found...the life I was in at the time. Usually the crunchy weirder stuff most people would scream and run away from. Well, that is starting to change. I sold a LOT of the collection back to the radio/tape/CD stores. They took most of it, surprisingly...but then I guess maybe there's a niche for that kind of stuff. Oh yes...one more thing... What should one do when one's good-to-best friends think that one should be committed to an institution? It has been preying on my mind. Well...until next time the fingers get stiff and cold... Sneeze three times and remember to take your vitamins! ^_^ February 11, 1992 Talking to Brad, Talking to Brad. He suggest a topic to me. Labels. (He's rambling now. "You don't give something a name, it doesn't exist!) Well, staring at his shoes, wondering if he painted his shoes black and now it is starting to wear off. whee...what a fun day...i think. AND NOW!!! FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS... HERE IT IS!!! Sunday, October 25, 1992 o.k lucky people! it's time to tell you what the hay has been GOING on, since February 11, 1992! well, Spring semester was spring semester, and the summer was the summer. Big funky things dealing with craziness and love, and boy, did i ever learn about myself. I am an ANGRY person. Not sure what i'm angry at, but that's one thing i learned. i am an ANGRY person. ooh. better cut down on red meats. Well then! let's see...i got an 'A' over the summer for my biology class. Top of the class and all that stuff, which was totally cool and made me feel good too! (not to mention the 'rents) and then before you know it, the summer's over and regular school starts again! Well, this fall semester, i am trying to decide what exactly to do with my life. I still am following the ABCB plan as closely as i am able. For instance, I have a computer, and a bike, but over the 1992 summer, the bike was stolen. but now, the computer, which was broken, is fixed! So it's like two steps forward, and then two steps back, but the setup is stronger than ever. (MAN! If i ever find the cheeser who STOLE my BIKE, oh man...maybe all my ANGER will be RELEASED upon one PERSON. ooh. a sight to behold) Talking about cheese...in the summer, i totally cheesed out of a summer trip to California. that was part of that summer craziness that i tried to resolve but couldn't do it in time to go to CA and say hi. So, the peoples of Santa Barbara, and Santa Clara were totally getting on my case, making me feel like a HEEL and other various body parts...and even...even...(oh man)...even calling me...a CHEESE IGUANA!!! (and you DID Voodoo. you TOTALLY did, and even tried to blame it on STELLA!!) i decided to go, no matter what. Well, so i did! i went over fall break, and just told my parents that i was 'just going to the coast' without telling which coast for that week (!) and hopped a plane! Check out that Pittsburgh International Airport. the Air Mall is totally cool. They have all the normal mall stuff! Food, shops, things all people like to see and usually see in a mall, so hey! it's good to poke around! My first stop was in San Diego. I stayed with Kyosuke and his roomies, and basically that first night, we all just talked and stuff. Kyosuke had visited NC a few weeks earlier before, so we were able to be reacquainted pretty easily and nicely, even though there wasn't enough time to talk a lot (AGAIN) because the next day i had to catch a train to SANTA BARBARA!!! Well, Max Okumoto(sp?) whom i talked with quite a bit quite impressed me and i was very happy to make his acquaintance. Then we all went to Denny's, and i meet new people and old, we all ate food, talked, went home and slept. next day, i just listened to music, watched Vampire Princess Miyu last 2 episodes (oh wow...oh wow...) and basically waited for Kyosuke to get off of work. MAN, i want to use real names, but VOODOO says NOT to. nyah. nyah. nyah. well dammit, this is MY .plan! so when Kyo-JACK ARNOLD JR. got home, (HAH) we went to campus and ran around! then we ate lunch at a strip mall area..which i have DREAMED about, deja vu style (!) in the exact detail, went to a CD store where i bought a CD case (i had been carrying around an open cardboard box of CDs. EVERYONE like stewardesses, passengers, airplane pilots, ball boy, the president, kept saying wow, that's a lot of CDs. you have CDs! hey, someone arrest that kid) so that people would stop STARING. also i could have peace of mind that i won't drop the whole mess and spill CDs everywhere. So on the train to SANTA BARBARA, i sat with these two guys from UCSD and we talked music and concerts and things. I told them i was going to a LIFE TALKING concert! I was so happy and proud! The Bus ride to SBee after the Train ride was o.k. i had lots of seat space, so i magically expanded my butt to use it all. ha ha. just kidding. izumi's butt. and then ARRIVED in sbee!!!! There was no one there. I began to fret! I had no CHANGE for the PHONE so i couldn't call! i checked the time frantically to see if i arrived too late or too early! But then before i lost all hope, in walks Jim Lick and to my surprise...GREG KOLANEK! (that's JINGORO and PAZU, VOODOO. got that?) i of course was happy to see them both, but they also brought me the bad news that Life Talking wasn't playing that night. MAN. I was trying to deal with the shock by repeating myself, asking stupid questions, and generally being an ass. well, a half-ass since my butt magically shrank again. O.k, o.k, no more butt jokes. Well, Jim asked if we should just go on up to SANTA CLARA that night since there was no concert that night. That was a good idea, but i wanted FREEBIRDS. So we went to stella's. (Note for Voodoo : That's STELLA!) ooh...i was going to meet...STELLA!!! Pazu was cool. I'm glad he has black hair- natural. and GLASSES. ooh. and then...STELLA!!! Yes yes yes. a girl with...a nice personality. (oh MAN) she's also pretty cute too! (oWAH!!!!) So we went to Freebird's and i apparently ordered the wrong kind, according to her. Well, we all got ready, and even convinced Greg to go that weekend! So all of us, packed into the B210, really late at night, riding on the highway, headed for...well, you know. SANTA CLARA. well, i learned the AM/PM song on that trip, also i learned, where garlic country is. and WHEW! i thought NC has some wierd smells! well, we totally ARRIVED in Santa Clara...and i even got to see RICK LILLY's office! (maybe i should stop making fun of VOODOO now) So we arrived! I saw RICK, TRENT, and ANDY. All nice people and things. Andy was a nice quiet person. Trent was a totally cool person. and Rick? oh man, RICK. Yes, Rick. hmm. Let's say...he's a SQUID! Man, I hope to be just like Rick when i grow up. If you ask me, i think Voodoo needs a new hair style. his hair is totally non-serious. But man, he's intense. Trent KNOWS everything. Cool! Electronics extrodanaire!!! Andy? He's got the KEYBOARD!!! So everyone talked, hopped around, and basically, what we all did was drink small amounts of beverage, eating vietnamese food, playing AIR HOCKEY!!! Watching Rocky IV in a surround sound home entertainment system, watching TV, going to FRY's, feeding the DUCKS, throwing things at EACH OTHER, just generally happy time fun! No real soul searching or stuff, but hey, it was the WEEKEND. One thing i know though. I'm going to go to CA and stay on a PERMANENT BASIS so i can REALLY get to know everyone. Well, the time came to leave, and so we did. At sbee, stella and greg left to go do stuff, while Jim and i waited for Jack to come pick me up. so we waited. Then all of us went to freebirds, saw stella one last time, and then said bai bai to jim! SO so so. Jack and I were riding on the highway. (man i did a LOT of travelling on this trip.) We talked some, i told him how much i liked the northern areas. We went on to his mother's house, where i was able to meet his mother and brother again, and Jim dude. we got the couch, no prob. Then we went all the way back to San Diego! The next day we went to CAMPUS. we ate PIZZA! The pizza was the best fun part. The beer tasted o.k, even on my face and shirt. i only tasted, but Hawkeye and Kyosuke had THREE PITCHERS!!! so no class for them. Man, I just wished i had taken part, but like i said then, i've never seen alcohol served on campus! so it was weird. well, i bought a CD there, hoping for something new. And then since Jack and Ken were bouncy from beer, i drove then HOME in JACK's Truck! oh MAN! MR. TOAD's WILD RIDE!!! It was manual with a funky clutch! Ken was in the truckbed, having a GOOD OL' TIME! while Jack was giving directions and waahing! I laughed myself silly, and so did everyone else. So then, EVERYONE crashed at the apartment. Then, EVERYONE else showed up. All the Apartment people, and even later on, EOWYN!!! or John, and so we all decided to go to the track! We all RAN AND RAN AND RAN. i walked. Well yah, i ran too. can't fool you people, can i! Then we argued about what to do. I wanted to go to chopstix a long time before, but i think SDers like to hear the sounds of their own voices (^_^) so we talked and argued, and finally went to...CHOPSTIX. we all ATE! yum yum yum. i even had a SODA!!! yum yum yum. Ahh, nice way to end a day. we then all went back to the apartment, and not sure. went to sleep, i think. Max and i dropped John off at home. I got to see Maiko but i didn't talk with her much. John is VERY talented and hard working, and quite impressed me. he drinks wine coolers. he draws too. ^_^ After that, Max and i went for doughnuts at Winchell's. The guy at the window wasn't too friendly. English was a problem for him too, it seemed. Ah well. We got back! The nest day, was my last day, so Kyo and i went out to A few CD stores, a video/book store, and then airported it. I almost missed the plane! but i got on it o.k. COol Cool Cool! i had a pretty cool trip. No deepness, but just fun and stuff. not bad!!! Well, it's a couple of weeks after that trip. On the muds, i've been griping about how much i wanna go CA and things. oh well. some things never change. Well, my parents brought LOTS of FOOD and also all my coolness winter clothes! So i guess i'm going to eat that food and wear my clothes! It's too cold to be a squid. I miss all you guys! You guys are AWESOME!!! email me, or write whenever you CAN!!!! until next time...stay crispy. November 1, 1992 Hi there, .plan fans! Halloween just ended and i had a discussion of what music i liked and didn't like. You know that question of which sense would you lose if you had to lose either sight or sound? it's a crusty question, but it is one nonetheless. Well, i would rather take away my sight and leave my hearing in place. I am a big sound/music fan. I'd rather tell people by what i cannot see. But enough about that. the reason i am writing is to tell you how i came to like music, and sounds. Naah...maybe not. Well, i'll tell whatever i want! this is MY .plan, for goodness sake!!! From 5 on, i played the violin like, all the time. It was that orchestra thing. Learn that violin and stuff. I love it! And still do it. whee whee whee!!! I like all kinds of music, y'know? it all really started with Men At Work/Cargo after that, i exploded in every direction. Show me something, and i like it. AND find merit in it. Only things i do not get and buy are things i do not like so nyah. i just got done talking to someone about this whole music business, so i guess i might be a little burnt out on it. Well, let's list some things. Kitchens of Distinction Carter The Unstoppable Sex Machine Shonen Knife Bing Crosby Frank Sinatra UY KMFDM The Velvet Underground Blacksmith Union PC Quest marc cohn The Charlatans UK 10,000 Maniacs The Sisters of Mercy Front 242 Sebadoh The Fatima Mansions George Thorogood and the Destroyers Skinny Puppy Ministry Matthew Sweet Twin Peaks James Interiors Ryuichi Sakamoto Indigo Girls Nikki Meets the Hibachi R.E.M. Bob Marley & the Wailers My Life With The Thrill Kill Cult Black Rain The Dead Milkmen China Cry Dexy's Midnight Runners ABBA Cool World Nine Inch Nails Electric Light Orchestra Erasure Michael Kamen They Might Be Giants John Coltrane Michelle Shocked Lou Reed John Cale Tokyo Pop The Little Mermaid Foetus U2 Barbra Streisand Yo Yo Ma Bobby McFerrin Lee Seung CHul The CHeckers Sinead O'Connor Meison Ikkoku Contry Stream SOLTI majo no takkyubin The Replacements Wisdom of the Wood Philip Glass The Shamen Tori Amos Enya Kimagure Orange Road Morrissey Kronos Quartet Shin Hae Chul Shim Shin Nitzer Ebb Wagner Haydn The Knack Yun Sang Kim Wan Sun Mozart Yu Duk Hwa Les Miserables Front Line Assembly Boris Grebenshikov XTC Manheim steamroller Pink Floyd Shock Therapy Hiroshima Poi Dog Pondering Paul SImon Peter Gabriel Rondo Veneziano Queen Journey Genesis Cure Tears for Fears Julie Brown Mei yum Bam Spinal Tap Orchestral Manoevers in the Dark Depeche Mode maggie's dream Hiroko Akina Nakamori Phil Collins Ech and the Bunnymen The Lightningseeds Beatles Simon & Garfunkel Camper Van Beethoven Bauhaus Love & Rockets Bounce the Ocean Yanni Peter Murphy Suzanne Vega Dillon Fence The Connells Machines of Loving Grace Disposable Heroes of the HipHopricy Nirvana well, that's all i can remember right now. Remember, this is an abbreviated list. hmm. forgot my country/western titles. My dad LOVES that stuff, so it's with him. All mainstream stuff has been listened to and liked, but not bought since it's readily available on radio or friends. the things i do buy are either not popular or hard to get or i REALLY like them. my favorite? no idea. why don't you choose for me? November 25, 1992. around 9:30 AM EST I just had to write something today. I feel just SO good. I had breakfast at McDonald's with a friend, Ryan Lockett. I had a Breakfast Burrito, 2 egg mcmuffins, large Orange Juice, and a Large coffee. THe coffee was simply delicious. I drank it in my room, listening to Life Talking. And mudding in an empty Cave. I feel so comfortable right now. I want to remember this day. So here's something to remind me of it. Tomorrow's Thanksgiving. I'm awaiting a phone call from my brother, so we can go home. I hear some friends from Harvard and UPenn are going to be at our house, so i am looking foward to this! THe two friends? Ricky and Benji Shin. Two people i like a lot and respect. Sometimes while listening to Life Talking, well almost every time, I think about Pazu. How he wrote these pieces (with the help of LT) and how the words were set to what and things. Then I think things like how I would go about doing so, and if I should even try to put together something or just wait and do so on my own. I mean like a group of people, but that seems so difficult to do, since I would rather be with people I know, or something. And then, what about my writing career? Would they take an author/rock star seriously? good questions, all, yes. Well, how about a Physician Engineer International Businessman Industrial Designer Writer Music Performance Artist? Or even an actor! Wow, so THAT's what I want to be. Ambitious! Well, again, I am EXTREMELY comfortable. Feeling very good. A little lethargic, langorious(sp?) and happy? not sure, but feeling good. CNN Headline news on the screen. No sound but Life Talking playing. I think I'll play BlackSmith Union next. That band is from San Diego, sounds a little U2-ish, and something else that i've forgotten because I'm feeling just SO good, i don't even bother to try to remember. Maybe when Life Talking is over, I can write it here. This CD is currently at it's last track. When I first had the CD, I liked only certain tracks. But now, i still like those tracks, but LOVE to hear the whole CD together. Leave nothing out. I am absolutely in Love with Life Talking at this moment. *sigh* what great music for how I'm feeling right now. Gee, do you think from now on I'll associate good feeling and comfort with Life Talking? Man, if I could get people reviewing my performance in this same mood and THEN give them my work, I'd probably become the most raved about person, huh. I don't have any more coffee, but I'd LIKE some more. any suggestions? Well the LT CD is over. I'm switching! Dependant's Finest Moments. BlackSmith Union is NOW SPINNING. Again, a wonderful CD. I think I'm starting to move towards the California New Music scene. I even like Toad the Wet Sprocket :P. What's a person to do? MOVE of COURSE!!! North Carolina has a good scene in local music too, which I've been very thankful for. Hmm. Maybe I better stock up on the stuff! That reminds me. I found a Dillon Fence CD at UCSD's record store. That was a surprise to me! Does that mean there are fans over there of music over here? Waow... and Epic is a San Diego band? Wowness. How much have I been typing so far? No idea. I wonder how often people finger this account to read things? Interesting? Well, hmm. Should I stay here and feel good for a little longer or try calling people and cleaning up the room and packing for the trip or what? I need to start the packing/cleaning soon, or else. Well, I guess I'll make myself do it now. Seeya! *Feeling Groovy!* -Simon & Garfunkel THAT's how i feel. February 5 1993 5:19 AM EST Hello again, people. Looking back at this .plan, i see how long it has become. Some things i read and cringe and others make me just smile with nostalgia. I'm still the same person i was when this all started, but also much different. No matter what though, I am that much more myself. For my own records, i've had dreams about voodoo, automan, and jingoro. stella is logging everything i say, Eowyn and Maiko are on more often, and i am wondering about my own feelings. I am also berating myself for drinking so much hot tea (the tea bag orange and black pekoe) with lemon and honey. my stomach is having fits! This night yes...Shar and i talked. and walked. and thought. My last test for a while was yesterday, and i wonder if i'll make it to class tomorrow. I know i will, but i like thinking that i can just skip the whole day and recover from my caffeine overload :P Just a lot of thinking i guess. Thinking of how friends are doing, how everyone is interacting with each other, my friends' love interests and relationships, watching everyone growing, reaching out, learning more and more. Remembering that the world could end in a heartbeat, that there is prejudice in the world, but seemingly unavoidable. Yet through all these years we are able to survive, to adapt, and to prosper. I'm not sure how we manage to continue, but we do. It's so hard sometimes, and other times it's quite mindless, but when one does stop to think, all the badness and the goodness and in betweeness become evident yet i can't help but love to be human in a most human world. This is a pretty shallow entry all right, but weariness mixed with wakefulness must do this to a person. I've always been able to separate my love-emotion from most talks and feelings and discussions from interaction, but now, i guess i'm coming of age. it's somewhat frightening, but at the same time, exhilarating. i have no idea what to expect or how to tell. even after i have seem numerous people mope, groan, scream, swear to never get into another relationship, tell ME not to get into any, yet i go on. nothing really right now, but it's been preying on my mind. Again it's true for me: You can tell me and be right, but still i gotta find out for myself. everyone does. parents realize this as their children will. no matter who is right, personal experience will help make a lesson stick. Ouch! my poor head. it pounds and swims. well, i hope that i can make it through the day tomorrow. not too much going on, but still, responsibility is responsibility. Goodnight, my .plan readers. take good care of yourselves, and never stop dreaming. 1993.8.1 New Month, New Quarter, New Beginning. So much has happened since February all right. In April to May, I took a trip with my brother to California! We flew to San Diego and then went to Santa Barbara, then to Santa Clara, then to San Francisco, then back down again, peeking into Los Angeles for a little bit. Of course during these events met a lot of good friends, new and old and again resolved to someday move out there so I can interact with the people on a truly day to day basis, not just the computer. This time around I had much more time to just relax instead of just zooming around trying to take in as much as I could in just a day or two. I had a bit over 3 weeks this time, and boy, it was comfortable. A lot of special friendships cemented during this period, and a lot of change too. Well, after the trip I was virtually penniless. So I searched for a new job and guess what, I found a doozy. I now work at the DISNEY STORE!!! ()_() (_) It's a terrific place to work aid I enjoy every moment of it. I just need to get some more Disney Trivia in my head so I can someday go to the competitions around the area ;) School's cool too. I just need to keep at it and studying and hope for that eventual graduation and Grad School thing too. Medical? Hmm. Well, also looking for a new place to live with some friends here that's cheap and clean and relatively sound proof! Oh yah, I've started to post quite a bit on the newsgroups. It was nerve-wracking at first, but really neat. It's definitely addictive as well! Like this thing says, it all feels like a brand new start to me for some reason. School seems all new and fresh to me, I have a new job, and I'll be moving into a new place. Also that trip to CA really energized me it seems.As well as cleaning me complete out of money, so again, a new start. Just check by again to see how everything turns out then people! April 21, 1994 Well now kiddies, guess what. I've moved to California about a month ago. I am working at a Disney Store here! I am living with Good Friends in Santa Clara and I'm looking towards school and the future. I have possibly neglected this too long and am thinking of reducing the .plan a bit. Maybe turning it into a monthly changing .plan to let you know what's going on. Sounds good? I want to do big good things. Hopefully it will happen too. Good luck to me, and to all of you who have stuck with this .plan so long, or those of you just starting. Maybe someday this .plan will mean something more than it does now. Maybe ^_^. ALSO!!!!! email me your FAVORITE music&stuff so i can TRY THEM OUT!!! make me a FAN!!!! email any stories of yours as well!! thank you!!! ^_^