A FEEL-GOOD CONVERSATION...

So L-to-the-motherfuckin'-A... eh...

I had a great conversation with someone that took the time out (at an insanely huge event) to let me vent about what's been bringing me down, lately... certain so-called friends, artists that choose to feel their egos and not their souls...

And I'm still kind of stung by the comment made weeks ago... who knew that it would really fuck with my head... and my self-image...

As of working in Hollywood hasn't done enough already... LOL.

I wish that my situation was not what it was... but it is what it is...

But random acts of kindness keep me going...

I don't blame LA. That would be moronic of me. In fact, the people that have hurt me most aren't even from here...

FUCK. I blame the hormones.

NO ONE READS THIS, ANYWAY... LOL...

So far, October of 2009 has been strange for me. It was supposed to be a great month - epic, even. But as usual, shit happens. 

So I went to the event in Riverside, CA called BABY TATTOOVILLE. If you are unfamiliar, check it out. www.babytattooville.com. And before you ask, NO I WASN'T A PAYING ATTENDEE. I was simply a guest there to enjoy the surprises that were to be had...

To sum up this crazy weekend:

-I survived on little sleep

-I lost respect for certain artists...

-Yet, I gained respect for others...

-I met some new people

-Oregon seemed to own it this year... hahaha... ALL OF YOU RULE!

-With the exception of one hack, all of this year's invited attendees were super rad...

-But even the "hack" warmed up to me...

-I realized what it was like to be used and tossed aside, more or less...

-I had a moment were someone accidently reminded me of how "not hot" I am...

-So I had a few drinks...

-Explored some of the crazy crooks and crannies of The Mission Inn...

-Found "Alice"...

-Had someone save me from feeling like a complete loser, after that "ugly" moment... 

-I saved that voice mail to remind myself that I am not the loser in the situation...

-Got so many AMAZING sketches... THANK YOU ARTISTS!!!

-I want to be born as a world-renowned, temper-mental artist in my next life...

-Had amazing food...

-But I preferred TIO'S TACOS

-Finally got a set of Audrey Kawasaki prints for myself...

-I never thought that I would get sick of seeing naked girls lying around...

But that following Monday morning I couldn't even bring myself to drop off my friend at LAX, as I was puking violently in the wee hours... so he had to take the shuttle...

I got some sleep before I had to wake up and work on this project for a hack...

Shit, he's too much of a narcissist to read this shit, anyway...

I've been getting a lot of cold shoulders, lately...

I think that people are thinking that I am not very useful to them these days... but then they need help and my phone rings... or my inbox gets full.

Awesome.

I like helping people out, but it's now time to get selective.

But that's OK. I have Annie. I have my secret identity.

And the truth is, some people just plain suck.

Oh, and it was my birthday a few days ago. Thanks to those that greeted me. For those that didn't, it's OK. But to the person that knew that it was and blatantly didn't "bother" with even a standard greeting... FUCK YOU. And don't bother with your lame ass excuses because I KNOW that you were able to greet someone else. LOSER. And this bothers me because it was YOU. Someone that I thought that I was cool with. 

But then there were moments when strangers redeemed themselves...

and I discovered a great artist named YELLENA JAMES.

So all is good with the world...

Maybe I just need to get the fuck out of LA for a bit... 

NYC is a calling...