2012 September

Opus. (Magnum)?

Will I write the guide to recognizing your soulmates?

I hope so.

I lost my sight. But not my vision.

Full moon. 9.29. Rampage.

Married realtor writes me saying, 11 lbs of Nutella, a giant cucumber, you need a man.

I tell him I’m born in Texas. I like things big.

He tells me he thinks the picture of me kissing the tub of Nutella while I flex is really hot.

I tell him I’m disappointed that the tub’s shadow blocks the view of my well-defined bicep.

PS, I add, that’s enough, married man.

He says he was just paying me a compliment, not flirting, and that I think very highly of myself. In hindsight, the right line is…would you respect me otherwise? But I bend a little (intimidation) and instead I say, I’m part Leo.

He says he has to be careful being nice to me or I might take it the wrong way.

I tell him, being nice to me is the only way into my castle, inside a moat, inside a maze, inside an enigma.

I don’t know what that means but I like it, he says.

Just like he doesn’t know what I mean, but he likes me.

To the person who stole money from the swear jar…f*ck you.

Someone needs to declare a national Talk In the Third Person Day.

In a good mood today. Team’s standing up.

There are only two architects at AMAX. You. And Me.

Big data, to me, will prove that words have life. If we understood the powers of words, the powers of numbers, the power in the space between all things to create life, we could basically program reality.

You would trust me more if you knew what a big nerd I was and still am at heart.

It’s being able to be yourself without people getting too close to you. It’s like Second Life or World of Warcraft, but there’s no fantasy. You get to be you.

Met up with Sarita at the Wellesbourne, my new favorite place in LA. Lemonjello and Orangejello reunion. Crazy. Like a retrospective. How lost I was in my 20’s. How I went from a good relationship with no passion to a passionate relationship with no compatibility, and now I’m just gonna wait it out for something that feels right. Friday night I was telling a married 40 year old guy that 40 year old married guys are the worst. He said it’s not just the married ones, it’s all 40 year old guys. They have nothing to lose. Sat night, I’m telling Sarita how much I like being in my 30’s and guys in their 30’s.

Very passionate and moody. But a very nice person.

You want to know my secrets before you trust me to be yours.

Answers(reality)Questions

You hold great power over me. Your kindness can inspire great things in me. Be kind to me. And I will be great for you. Because in my core, I really care.

I ask for a moment…alone…to know the truth.

Where else is there cool to go?

I don’t know. I’m uh…not here.

Build museums of ourselves.

Read me. Fall in love with me. I’ve been waiting for you all along.

Weed helps me forget my hunger.

If we’re not addicted to one thing it’s another. If it’s not liquor or drugs or sex, it’s love or work or hunger.

I have to remember. These kinds of people are a drug.

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