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August 22, 2003

Yes, it’s been awhile. This is a good thing. The lack of activity on this site means that I’ve been very busy in my real, offline, life. To begin with, I mananged to weasel my way into an awesome job working as Music and Content Editor at a new music website called OEbase. I’m pretty much the luckiest person in the world, because this exactly the sort of thing I want to be doing: promoting local music, playing with computers (altho I want that less and less), and writing.

Yes, writing. I do a lot writing for site, which is funny because this blog and the Metempsychosis site were just about the only writing I used to do. Now I write all the time, and get paid for it. I’m actually starting to write freelance for my local weekly, The Willamette Week. Crazy shit!

I’ve also moved house. I now live in lovely SouthEast Portland, right by the legendary Movie Madness. It’s very nice there. I ride my bike to work just about every day, and often at night, drunk. I go to lots of shows and hear lots of local music.

So, things are going really well. If you want to keep up with me (whoever you are) check out the blog at OEbase, which I post to and read at work constantly. See you there!

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July 12, 2002

My life has sort of imploded since my last posting. I thought I had things sorted out, working part-time at a restaurant, getting by fine. Well, I went in this week to see what my hours were going to be and was underjoyed to discover that I was not scheduled to work at all! My financial situation does not leave much room for this kind of occurence, so I am now broke. Get another job, right? Mmm, not so easy when you are planning on leaving the country in two and half weeks.

So: I am flying home early than expected. Today I changed my flight to the nineteenth of July, a week from today. All of a sudden my love affair with London is coming to an end. This time next week (adjusting for time warps) I will be back in the California sunshine, with my family and friends! As much as I will miss this place, I won’t miss this grey July weather, and the ridiculous cost of living.

So it looks like…

I’m going (going) back (back) to Cali. Just like Biggy used to do! …but not really.

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June 25, 2002

I have returned from my travels in England, Germany, Austria, Italy, Monaco, and France. It was all very fun, and I am much browner than I was before. I even had some celbrity sightings along the way:

(1) Natalie Imbruglia at London Heathrow Airport as I was waiting to meet my parents. Yes, she is just as gorgeuos as person. And really short.

(2) Quincy Jones in Portofino, on the Italian Riviera. He was here for the night, as part of some big yachting trip. This was exciting. Just, between you and me, it seems that Quicny stopped hanging out with black people once he got rich. But his ‘girlfriend’ was fine as hell. One of the most gorgeous women I have ever seen in person. Go, Quincy!

Now, I have got to get a job so that I can keep living in my fabulous new flat in northwest London. Life is so so so hard. But I press on.

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May 8, 2002

Yesterday was my birthday! This means that I am now typing this with fingers that are twenty one years old. More importantly, this also means that I can finally drink legally in good ol’ USA. Kind of anticlimactic really, given that I have been drinking legally since I set foot on this mushy island called England.

No matter, it was a wonderful day. This first thing I did was take my good friend Kacy to the hospital to see if there was an African parasite sucking off her lofe force. See, she just arrived in London from Dakar, Senegal, and she was getting these really bad cramps and funky bowel feelings.

After seeing the nurse, she informs me that she will be waiting three hours before she sees a doctor, at which point I politely slip off. I make my way to the library and attempt to begin an essay I need to do for my politics module. Instead, I end up picking up some tickets to a boat party on the Thames, and downing a pint with my favorite Mongolian-American, Billy.

In the evening I eat a really nice Mexican meal with some friends and then head out to the 333 club in Old Street. While there, I meet the editor of Adrenaline Magazine who happens to be born on the same day on me. He also happens to have been in California the day before where he interviewed numerous famous people, most notable Suge Knight, CEO of Deathrow (now Tha Row) Records.

That’s right, there is now only one degree of separation between my white self and the man behind the funkiest g-funk this side of… anywhere!

I also managed to get myself an interview for a position behind the bar, which went really well. And, sure enough, today it is revealed that I got the job. So I am now a bar back at 333, one of the trendiest hipster clubs in London! Small town Meadow Vista, look at me now!

(Side note: I worked at a sushi restaurant in Soho called Itsu fo a week, before being dropped the day before my birthday. I was bumming, but it looks now to have been a blessing in disguise.)

Life is rad, and I am young. It was a great birthday and I managed to get a job and get drunk at the same time. Now that’s style. I’m superbad.

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