dear mr. whitmore,

we all understand ben is the evil one and you are just selfish. apparently your multi-billion dollars isn't enough. you need a magic island too??! where's my cut?

love, mengtar



p.s. don't stop.

i felt a post-sushi culinary inspiration.



everyone has to make a sacrifice.

((too soon?))

keep guard, my squinty friend.



gifts for moi?



why hello, pretentious!



i found out fryes typically run over a size small. how tragic. but thank you zappos! for no shipping charges! i will see you in another week...

i woke up from a nap and realized that i had slept through my sushi-date with vx. cx and kx were leaving the house for royal east. checked my phone in the car to find yet another sushi offer... dang, kids!





((don't tell k-hox))

ohemgee is that eminem?



pre-makeout rampage that i have yet to recall.



pictured left: drunklor and sleepy.
pictured right: hungoverlor and almost late to work.



yes, bobby, i'll have a medium triple soy mocha. no thanks on the whip cream. you have a great day too.

these gems were found in the rubble of forgotten photos in the brokencameramemorycard.




justice league



friends don't let friends fail ua's.



i'm noticeably over five pounds skinnier in these pictures... fucking shiner and momx's xmas recipe box.




pictured left: drunklor mengtar
pictured right: restraining order in ugly wallpaper shirt


salude, sir!

i spent most of yesterday stimulating the economy with shameless self-indulgences. you're welcome for the jobs.

4-5 business days can't come soon enough!

i returned from class to have these lovelies smiling at me.




why hello, my floral reef!


also, i LOVE my new camera! i stayed up until 5am reading the manual... because i'm awesome.

and now that i've dug up my 512 memory card, i can play with more than 5 pictures at a time!

i'm exhausted and hungry and smelly. i don't even know where to begin prioritizing.



i guess i'll practice my boggle.

there's an old man that i regularly chatitupwith at jupiter house that writes sex novels and makes leather jewelry. he just talked me through my entire speech on universal healthcare.

minnesotaax made me the titlepage to my powerpoint:

maybe this semester will be a success.

oh no! the cute guy that caught me staring at him 6 times in 45 seconds is here! and he's sitting two rows in front of me again!

((don'tlookdon'tlookdon'tlook))

an incomplete list of mistakes i made making banana bread:

forgot to buy chocolate chips. replaced with cinnamon. meh.

doubled the amount of bananas thinking it wouldn't make a difference. guess it does.

while waiting for the entire interior of banana mush to solidify, i forgot it was still in the oven... fucking adult swim...

filled up on sandwiches beforehand, no room for burned/mushy banana bread.

also, i was supposed to be studying and writing a rough draft.

i assumed the waterheaterfixer would be here in the morning and that the shower would be working fineanddandy when i returned from my run.

i was wrong.

my awesome day:

attempted the shortcut to school and got stuck behind a schoolbus. ((move back three spaces))

naivity isnt' a word... but i used it eight times in the paper i turned in today. ((lose a turn))

i'm having difficulties sitting in class for more than ten minutes. i think i'll bring an atlas next week so i have something to look at. i'll plan extravagant road trips to everyone's house.

i let the jupiter house barista talk me into veggie cream cheese instead of sundried tomato cream cheese for my onion bagel... it tastes like cole slaw

but he's wearing a floral apron. i can't complain.

if i'm jupiter house AND being productive, i like listening to bolero on repeat...

((heart)) jeff queen

i drove past your old apartment and had a cigarette in the stairwell. ((i miss you))



ONE YEAR AGO TODAY... ((give me a hug)) :-(


my state of mind mixes hangover and disbelief.

rest in peace, kyle turner.






((love and miss you))

tonight i bid adieu to the most amazing beard i will ever encounter...

((clarification: the beard is on a boy. not on me))

i got my tax rebate. tomorrow is camera day. i hope this insomnia subsides or keeps up so i can thoroughly enjoy it.

also, for lunch i had 4 beers and a lunchable.

i'm almost done with my homework and i've yet to throw up that last gallon of coffee...



my dear caffeine, don't fail me now!

i hate HATE when i step outside to enjoy a cigarette and there are people standing obnoxiously close having annoying conversation. just make out already so i don't have to hear your mentally-handicapped giggles and snorts.

why can't i just run everyone's life according to my own terms?

((because everyone would be a stuttering, alcoholic, unshowered mess. that's why))

update: the guy that turned around to see me staring at him six times looked back at my computernotebookeverything-sprawl after packing up... i imagined him being disappointed that i wasn't there... but then he watched me outside for thirty seconds while i pretended not to notice...

i have 3 hours to motivate myself and write my 10 minute speech on the threats and effects of universal healthcare.

the only problem...

i really don't care.

motivate me, Bono!

i just got busted staring at a cute boy at the coffee shop... he turned around about eighty times, and i had to raise my eyes each time he looked forward... he caught me about 6 times in 45 seconds. maybe i should put my hood up and sunglasses on and pretend i have an accent and also i'm a completely different person...

totally believable.

yes, Bono, it IS a beautiful day!

homeboy said:

i'm put off by him also... and i don't even have the book i really need to be working on. fuck i suck at this.

mengtar said:

see! i told you! it's not that he talks to you.. i think he's trying to make up for the reality that he's really more awkward than i am. that's what i tell myself.

homeboy said:

all day long.

mengtar said:

what a wondrous fantasy i create for myself... but THAT is what will make me a great fiction writer. i will believe it all to be true as i already do.

homeboy said:

what are you waiting for?

mengtar said:

to believe what i just said is exactly true.

welcome to your hero's vernacular expansion week:

antithetical

and

incendiary

mengtar's evening plans:

work
study at jupiter house
sleep

mengtar's evening actions so far:

work
drinks at loophole
beer, badminton, and hackie sac
sushi
study at jupiter house, still more than buzzed...

productive? we'll see.

unsure of what i desire, you lost all guarantee
unsure of what you require, i swallow uncertainty

if friendship is in question, you'll have to choose a side