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About Me

I want my friends to write this part. Feel free to add.
Roxy-
He is full of beautiful, soft words; clouded by a cynical haze. A giving person; devoted and passionate. Open and nonjudgmental, you will feel at ease at his side. Concealed pasts, thoughts, feelings. he could be your best friend, but there will always be things that you will not know. A lovely soul that he doesn't always realize he has. A handsome voice that he isn't always comfortable enough to use. Jason is something to be cherished.
Deanne-
Bubbly. Partakes in fighting adventures against zombie whales on the beach and doesn't mind a shrunken head or two for company at dinner with some moon juice and white rose mint tea.
Missy-
your that guy I knew way back when..
you still had glasses..
you still had the unstyled poof fro..
you still were to shy to talk to many girls..
you were the quite, deep in thought mysteriouse boy in the shadows..
..and you'll always be..
the guy who names his guitars..RIP Betsy
loves music more then most people love anything..
..can make you turn your frown upside down..
..has a big loveing heart that many many have tried to break.."remember" on your palm..
nothing more then what you are, the super tall guy with the slamin guitar.
Heather-
For one, without my friend Jason I would never know the awesomeness that is Deftones. He also introduced me to my all time favorite bands of life, Tool and A Perfect Circle. This boy is majorly stubborn and in my opinion TOO DARN PICKY, but if you happen to meet his standards consider yourself very lucky to have such an understanding and generous friend. He can be kind of unforgiving but I think once you get past a certain point he relaxes a bit. Everyone should give Jason a chance and if you disagree I'll slap you! : )
Brother Mike-
The one with the weathered eyes who tells his story through a haze of words. Images he conceives are beyond description and sometimes they become muddled when he tries to express them, but to those who really understand, it is something entirely breathtaking. Even with distance there is still a heartfelt bond that never fades. He is my brother from another mother, and there is no one else like him.
Kourtney-
....BAMF.

My Interests

Metal.
Awareness.
Self-awearness.
Late night Wall ball tournaments.
Smashing stuff with intenseness.
Literature.
Shredding tiny strings.
Augmented fourths/Dissonance chords.
Sweeping Arpeggios.
Waffles.
Hours of listening to music.
Driving for hours listening to music.
My friends are my life.
Reasoning.
Trying not to be absolutely over-analytical.
Tea leafs.
Technology.
Thai food.
Lebanese food.
Gelato.
Shorelines.
Not capitalizing my i's

I'd like to meet:

A boy - I am getting off this ship.

The Friend - (With a puzzled look, questions the boy with winkles on his forehead).

A boy - Cat got your tongue?

The Friend - Uh, no? I'm glad. But all of a sudden?

A boy - HmmMmm

The Friend - Hehe My man thats aces!

The boy- I gotta see something down there.

The Friend - What?

A boy - The ocean.

The Friend - You are pulling my leg. You have seen nothing but the ocean since the day you were born.

A boy - Yea but from here, i want to see it from there. It is not the same at all.

The Friend - Wait till we dock. Lean over the side and take a good look. It is the same thing.

A boy - No it is not. From land you can here it's voice. You don't hear that from the ship.

The Friend - Well what do you mean it's voice?

A boy - It's voice. Its like, a big scream. Telling you that life is immense and once you finally heard it then you really know what you have to do to go on living. I can stay here forever. The ocean would never tell me a thing but if get off and live on land for a couple years then i can be normal just like the others. Then maybe one day i can make it to the coast, look up and see the ocean and hear it's scream.

The Friend -I don't know who has been telling you all this bullshit or if you are just making it up but you want to know what i think? i think the real reason you want off this ship is the girl. Its always the girl. But even it it is not the reason that suits me just fine because I have always wanted you to leave this ship. And play for the people on land and marry a nice women and have children and all those things that are not immense but are worth the effort.

Music:

Movies:

Adaptation
Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind
It Could Happen to You
Saving Silverman
Kill Bill (1&2)
Vanilla Sky
Big Fish
Army of Darkness
Dracula
Charade
Hero
Howard the Duck
Tremors
A Midsummer Nights Dream
Silent Hill
High Fidelity
The Muppets
Constantine
Jaw Breaker
Shaun of the Dead
300
Grind House
You Got Mail
Lilo & Sitch
The Descent
The Crow
Aquatic
Gremlins (1&2)
Little Miss Sunshine
Punch-Drunk Love

Television:

The Office
The Daily Show
Transformers
The Muppet Show

Books:

Picasso at the Lapin Agile
The Driver
The Stranger
The Handy Physics Guide
A Brief History of Time
Tao Te Ching
World War Z
Synchronicity
Dracula
The Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy

Heroes:

A love so singular it knew no opposite.

My Blog

She Start(s)now

(The end of the story (in progress), "If Dragons were in exists and Aliens wanted to fight")The boy- She spoke to me the coldest song she knew. She held my hand the entire time she broke her self-down...
Posted by Buttens on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 11:31:00 PST

She gave me inspiration

*boy and girl are sitting down on an bench in the middle of a forty foot hill over looking the ocean. It dark out but the stars are bright tonight and light the water. They can see the ocean clear b...
Posted by Buttens on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 12:23:00 PST

If Dragons were in Existence and Aliens Wanted to Fight.

Just a girl- (In a faint tone, with her last ounce she declares...) I dream I have you under my control in this lucid environment, I manifested. But this is no dream. I see for myself my tears soaking...
Posted by Buttens on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 10:49:00 PST

Oh hush, keep it down now voices carry

A boys interpretation - I watched her feet pummel rocks into tiny pebbles which later would be turned into sand with each step. This is how sand must of been created. With her influence over matter, a...
Posted by Buttens on Thu, 08 Nov 2007 07:36:00 PST

You go inside to over come.

Hush now, you do not need to think, you will only worry. Let there be no guidelines, time is no longer any factor. Just listen to my whispers and let them imprint new paths. Every particle of me w...
Posted by Buttens on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 07:29:00 PST

I signed with O's and X's

She knew the contour of my heart, perfectly translated it on paper. With a red pen in right hand, she drew in all the details vividly. The master architect of me. I could only contributed so much,...
Posted by Buttens on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 09:30:00 PST

Dumped on the escalator at the Galleria

I wanted to marry her on the spot. Her had graphing little sketches of tress with black ink aside her notes from class. Even though she look like her thoughts were merely wondering random, i knew sh...
Posted by Buttens on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 09:03:00 PST

Some things just go away with sleep...

Her feet battled against the wind as they had been exposed out of the passenger window. With her right arm holding up her sleepy head, hand resting behind her ear. A hand full of her hair crushed in...
Posted by Buttens on Thu, 03 May 2007 10:54:00 PST

And if i was going to save the world, i would do it with cookies.

"Don't, please do not let this be my last goodbye." Effortless the emissions of my voice dissolved with sadness into the cold bitter night. If it not for the black night, my words would have no pla...
Posted by Buttens on Tue, 01 May 2007 12:11:00 PST

She was um, just a girl.

The down pour was great, It was raining so heavy that night. She stood close to me. Every moment brought her that much closer. I was dying and she could sense this. Every raindrop was a reason, i knew...
Posted by Buttens on Wed, 11 Apr 2007 10:36:00 PST