some days are pretty okay.

others feel like i've just been in a serious car accident.... yet again.

SoCal

following are some of the things that occurred during a recent extended weekend trip to visit my brother:

1. Ate a burger for the first time in over a year at IN-AND-OUT burger upon arriving. (if you're wondering, it kind of tasted like garbage).

2. Finally met my Peter's sweet girlfriend, Jacqueline.

3. After working out in the Marriot Hotel(my bro's place of employment)gym room, getting a killer arm exercise in the process, Jacqui proceeds to tell me that a man recently died from a heart attack on that very same machine. Awkward.

4. Revisited Huntington Beach. Jacqui and I blame Peter for getting us both thrown under a killer wave, after pulling us out to sea, and assuring us the waves weren't that big. It felt so good to be back.

5. Had more free Starbucks drinks from the hotel in four days than should be allowed.

6. Began to seriously consider moving in with Pete and his fellow apartmentees second semester.

7. Went to the famed Saddeback Church for Sunday Services. This place was ridiculous to say the least. Coffee shops, grilles, restaurants, they had it all. I am still skeptical.

8. Watched a stellar sunrise with Peter and father at Huntington.

I hope this finds you well.

when i'm alone, i won't be lonely

walking down west broad street in richmond to(friday)night, there were tons of interesting people, take-two sights, delicious smells, and sweet art galleries.

then. i heard it. ringing from a street corner was a man yelling. a man yelling on a fairly large stepstool(that he later informed a passerby they could get their very own stepstool at ACE hardware). this man was sweating profusely, yelling such things like: you ALL are ENEMIES of God. you all ARE going to hell, if you do not repent this VERY instant.

oh dear. to watch the reactions of passerbys was at the same time heart-breaking, and sometimes, hilarious. anything from a lady with this god-awful look of sorrow on her face to a man going right up to this yeller's face saying, "See YOU in hell, dude."

i attempted to converse with one of the yeller's friends(micheal), who would soon take his place on the stepstool. it started with michael telling me as he was eating a butterfinger candy bar that he had only just found out about butterfingers last week! michael proceeded to ask me what i thought about what they were doing. i told him that it quite frankly discouraged me because the jesus that i had known was a man of love, not a man that yelled in your face telling you that yep, you're going to hell. the conversation naturally ended with michael telling me that he never should have taken the huge leap of faith and bought that cursed butterfinger before heading downtown.

only kidding. it did however end with me wondering how on earth a grown man of at least 25 years hadn't heard of or seen butterfinger bars til now.

finally, the reason i ventured downtown, to go to a house show slowly arrived at 11:30.
aimee argote (myspace.com/desark) started playing in someone's second floor apartment. aimee told us one of her songs was about how she didn't feel too awful when she sometimes said a mean word to someone, because she is an athiest, and therefore didn't have to worry about being sent to hell.

i say all this because tonight there was a bible-thumping man on the street corner yelling about how his god was going to send everyone to hell. and tonight, encircled by 50-ish people, there was a self-proclaimed athiest woman playing her guitar, and telling jokes.

who did i see more of jesus in? you got it: aimee.

the seashore and i will be hanging out tomorrow. holler.

might die from medication

but at least she killed all the pain.