νόστος nostos

The term nostalgia describes a longing for the past, often in idealized form. The word is made up of two Greek roots (νόστος nostos "returning home", and άλγος algos "pain"), to refer to "the pain a sick person feels because he wishes to return to his native home, and fears never to see it again".

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its wierd how thingz creap up on you, lurks back into your life when you least expect it. but its all alright in the end.



i was talking to sway the other day; he told me that he was going to write his memoirs. he asked me what mine would be called, and i think thats it...

its all alright in the end

i want it HOT

i went to that crazy bikram yoga last night with my brother, that shit is nutz. the lady that was running it said, "remember, 'dude, where's my car?' and then 'DUde, where's my country?" and all the yoga freakz were all laughing while i was slip and sliding in my own sweat. "well i'm saying, duddddeeee where's my sweat"

dude, where is my sweat? i want summer already!!!!!

has obama stimulated you yet?

we have a very attractive president.

i'm glad to be an american (for the most part, i think).



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delicious.

flashback city.

this was me eighteen or so years ago. trust me.


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hazy shade of monday.

my life: computer lab, class, dining hall misadventures, library, library, library, library, coffee, candle light vigil

today is monday. its hazy, almost raining- about to come down on mah shoulders.

i would like to note on this monday, david donovan bowie christian- an ole school homie from the most glamorous city by the sea. i went to high school with david and had the pleasure of jamming with him on several occasions. he also he took over the nado high school talent show if i remember correctly with "magistrate" (pulled the big W right?!??). and i even had the pleasure of having him visit me in santa snooze last fall.

anyway, his creation, LOVEFEST, is splendid. it will make your monday delightful. his artwork is also divine and should be noted (and fucking loved).

thanks, david. i'm listening to your jams today, hoping that they pull me through his hazy shade of monday

haggis.

i felt the pains of higher education last night in a cracked out all-nighter. it was late (or rather early) and there was a gentle purr at mah door; boss cat haggis was here to play. the pimp came strolling into my room and perched himself on my comforter.

i love love love love love that little kitten. don't get me wrong, haggis is a neighborhood force. he rolled in one night with a fat lip from a block rumble. wasabi turf is haggis territory.

i love the funk out of the feline. i would never ever do any of the following:





































































some crazy a$$es do hella funky thingz to their kittenz
photos courtesy of jennylove.

best thing ever.

i need to get out of the library. four posts in one day is unhealthy. but this new effort by m. ward does mah body sooo good

nesting.

i know i've already blogged about this, but some things deserve some revisiting.

herzog and de mueron's bird's nest is one of the most beautiful structures i have ever seen in my entire life. while most monuments actualize from inspiration found in the natural environment- the synthesis of outside world and the constructed as never so masterfully been projected in physical space like this monument to international society and sport.



it hits a chord. a birds nest is a home, carefully constructed from twigs, hair clipping and other organic matter found in ranging places. im building my own birds nest lately, trying to piece together little bits of things that compliment and enhance my life- drawn from all sources to form a cozy place that is familiar, while still a place to grow. all birds take flight eventually and build new nests.



my wasabi nest does me good.

ultimate fantasy

and when it feels like you’re imploding,
like you’re the only one
who wants to lie down in the street,
know that there will always be girls
who stream through this city
with their mouths slightly open
trying to breathe
and waiting to be kissed.
- nicole blackman

BOSS HAVOC

mondaymondaymondaymondaymondaymonday. cold despite the weather report.

to celebrate, i would like to highlight the fabulous papa j.miles. papa j is my art history partner in crime and fellow blogger.

lets just say that he puts all other students to shame. im glad i've got his ammunition on my side. i would like to demostrate papa j's fabulousness by the display of one of his term papers (used without request, j- i will remove if you find this showcase unsatisfactory)

DELUXESUPREME presents papa j and his ownership of HAV(o)C:

THE CLOISTER'S APOCALYPSE...























































what a baller... who writes their term papers in two columns? a true academic playa. play on papa j. i appauld you as well as uc academia.

cali weather.

the only thing worse than having hella work to do, is the cali weather looking beautiful... making it so much harder to do work.

this weekend was offically the most beautiful weekend EVER. central coast you are on and poppin.




thats what i like to see.

21st century headache.

yesterday, i gave my mom a texting lesson.

before i left for school a couple years ago, i left a detailed two page manual on how to function the dvd player. now momma z, after an afternoon of thai food, is up to date with the american youth and texting. congrats.

after a week of no good very bad events, i went to my college academic advising office to help suit out my fate. i was patiently waiting with my guilty obsession, the crossword puzzle. the slue of other folkz also waiting were all texting away on their mobile devices. is this what the world has come to? more connected with the technology then with the moment at hand... i thought that was a nice break to read the paper, people watch and obsess over a too challenging puzzle. boggling, really.

mobile phones, wave of the future?

i talked with my older bro, big z, the other day when he informed me that he would be no longer contactable on his mobile phone. he informed me that cell phones cause brain tumors. his celluar device is now a pager, where i can leave him messages and diligently await his reply.



what a 21st century headache. im going back to the rotary phone. does that give you cancer? can you text on a rotary phone? will i fall over the social map if i give up my second hand mobile?

headache earthquake.

leo.

for my birthday one year, my aunt gave me a leonardo di capro fan book- full of glossy photographs of the hunk. because i was a punk and didn't realize the true value, i gave that shit over to the goodwill. you don't know what i would do for that now.

listening to the romeo+julio soundtrack (courtsey of sway) and this shit is POPPIN! and for a bonus, the cassette case has glossy photos of mah boy leo. ummmmmmmmmm.

for your listening pleasure. leo as lil roms:

momma z.

technology is like a game of boggle.

i hate boggle, damn letters in the wrong place- but when you got that shit down... HELLA FUN!!!!

i sent momma z a text message last night. i had a voicemail in the morning that went something along the lines of- "loni darling, i got your message, but im too technology retarded to responded so i'm leaving you this voicemail instead..."

this post is for you momma z, see you tomorrow!

4 & the real world.

i have four college units keeping me away from the real world. fucking freaky right, i have four classes keeping me from getting my shit together and moving into the realm formally known as real life.

what am i going to do?
does the real world just creep on you sometimes? i'm freakin afraid.

SWAMPY.

its a beautiful day!!!

to commerate this fabulous day, i would like to celebrate the workz of my dear friend, SWAMP DONKEY- who made a surprise visit to santa snooze today.

i've had the pleasure of getting to know swampyd very well this fall, i wish he still he lived a hop skip and jump away (ohh well, you can't have it all). all the same, his work is AMAZING. for all you city birds, he's going to have an exhibition this spring in oakland/san francisco that you must check out.

DELUXE SUPREME PRESENTS SWAMPDONKEY:



this stuff is beautiful