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About Me

more productive
comfortable
not drinking too much
regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week)
getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries
at ease
eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats)
a patient better driver
a safer car (baby smiling in back seat)
sleeping well (no bad dreams)
no paranoia
careful to all animals (never washing spiders down the plughole)
keep in contact with old friends (enjoy a drink now and then)
will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in wall)
favours for favours
fond but not in love
charity standing orders
on sundays ring road supermarket
(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants)
car wash (also on sundays)
no longer afraid of the dark
or midday shadows
nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate
nothing so childish
at a better pace
slower and more calculated
no chance of escape
now self-employed
concerned (but powerless)
an empowered and informed member of society (pragmatism not idealism)
will not cry in public
less chance of illness
tires that grip in the wet (shot of baby strapped in back seat)
a good memory
still cries at a good film
still kisses with saliva
no longer empty and frantic
like a cat
tied to a stick
that's driven into
frozen winter shit (the ability to laugh at weakness)
calm
fitter, healthier and more productive
a pig
in a cage
on antibiotics

My Interests

pop art, international travel, vintage fur, mixed matched out fits, people watching, philosophy, surrealism, avant garde, honeybee cigarettes, kitsch, foggy nights, gold leathergoods, candlelight, wolves, disturbing ideals, downtown los angeles, rainy days, nostalgia, sewing machine sounds, chance encounters,post-canyon fire landscapes, fighting beta fish, sobriety like a fist fight, dirty denim and cuban heels, clothing that rescript movement

My Blog

change reality

Lately I've been having random memories come back to me. Driving to Moorpark college, bedrooms and apartments of people I no longer know, surfing as a child, the sound of the a/c at my loft in los ang...
Posted by Tadzio In Neon on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 10:56:00 PST

something to feed the birds

2007 is what I have called the year of the void. Life has finally caught up with me, and i've been ejected from the safetycell of the womb of education into the harsh light of reality and the working ...
Posted by Tadzio In Neon on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 01:09:00 PST

explode.

the road unwinds, above the ground riding smothly on new freeways. I imagien letting my hand grace the concreate wall that runs inches away. Slowly cutting away the skin muscle vains and tendens that ...
Posted by Tadzio In Neon on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 02:44:00 PST

loafersinthegutter

It's strange coming home after being away for so long. It's like, oh wow you're face looks alittle different but the smell of red wine and cigarettes still clings to your hair like always. I don't eve...
Posted by Tadzio In Neon on Wed, 27 Dec 2006 12:28:00 PST

loafersinthegutter

walkinginla?

Oh LA how strange you are. Your tree lined windy streets of sunset and highrises for no real needed reason on Willsher. I love thee, maxfields and barneys with such glee of credit card debt and coked ...
Posted by Tadzio In Neon on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 01:10:00 PST

debaser

Everytime I hear people on tv (or reality but they are really interchangeable) mention this "I just got sober and can't date someone for a year." or "you have to wait a year, and trust us, something g...
Posted by Tadzio In Neon on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 04:49:00 PST

nochos in the marina

So tonight i went over to Eli's house to abandon his murderus child.. and by child i mean turtle. I thought the mailbox on the street would make a nice home for him but Eli didn't want the mail man to...
Posted by Tadzio In Neon on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 01:35:00 PST

i hate the internet

So in the midst of drunk boredom, I choose to put off writing my paper on conceptual ideas and play around on a face recognition site... The site had the nerve to say I look like Rabindranath Tagore. ...
Posted by Tadzio In Neon on Wed, 15 Nov 2006 01:16:00 PST

erase/rewind

Winter is coming, winter is coming scream the children from the "alternative" elemtentry school across the street from my apartment. It's 8AM, I can't fathom why they are screaming and so engergetic a...
Posted by Tadzio In Neon on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 08:00:00 PST