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Nikos!

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The gate into the parking garage at my new apartment building has err'd in the 'open' position and I. will. be. *PISSED* if my car has been stolen overnight. The bike I have in it cost me 200 bucks!! I was once again up until about 4am; doing nothing and with less to show. I just changed my education level on this website to "college graduate", but understandably it didn't make me feel any better about my situation these days. I once did 70mph straight over an already dead sheep on highway 101. State Farm ruled my 1999 Toyota Camry a "total loss". The event actually counted towards my coolness though because I caught MUCH air off the carcass!!! I have not had an unguarded human interaction in at least 8 months. I have two friends who each maintain that the first time they had me over I ate an entire box of their cereal, and then when they complained about that I told them that the cereal had been so bad that really it was a favor. I'm certain that it could only have actually happened one time, but on that one occasion, I probably did do things exactly as claimed. I need to buy a set of philips-head screwdrivers, but I'm worried because I have no idea how much such an item should cost. I just realized that I have never once in my life heard my father say my full name, "Nikos", and that distresses me a little bit. I can always come home and watch The Big Lebowski. What the fuck am I doing still awake? I seriously need a new coach bag. I'm out there still sporting the Louis fall 06 model, and people are looking at me like I have a black plastic Hefty slung over my shoulder. Picture what they picture: the Hefty is all long and thin, weighted down only by my wallet and car keys (I keep my celly in my jacket pocket case'n I need to get at it for acting callbacks and the what.) Last night I had a dream where my entire family became lost in the back country of America aboard some kind of ghost or magical train (i didn't get far enough into the dream to learn the train's intentions for us). Eventually we discovered a sooty-faced John Goodman working the old steam engine in the locomotive, but he didn't seem to know any more about our whereabouts than we did. Perhaps this is my subconscious telling me that it has not seen 'O Brother Where Art Thou' but wants to? I don't know who gave it that idea. I never heard anything too praising about the movie. Another time on the train I found the floor of one car covered in a thin layer of gold coins (not an impressive amount. more like if you accumulated a bunch of loose change in one of those big Arrowhead bottles and then spilled it in your living room) but when I looked closer a lot of them were just quarters that somebody had painted gold, and then my mother steered the conversation back to how I need to hurry up and figure out graduation arrangements. I got a haircut today, and after it was done the gay man who had been cutting it told me that I was, "a good looking kid under all that." Afterwards I felt good for 23 minutes. I sometimes wonder what will be the last thing I hear. I had better get to bed what is it like 330? I have questions about Pacific Dining Car and codeine highs: where are you Jon Cannon? I have somehow become afraid of this website.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

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due to so many factors, I simply cannot accept that all this man wants to do is meet this boy.

My Blog

note to friend / note to self

Hey Jon,Sorry, but it turns out that I won't be able to make it to the movie this Friday because I'm under contract with Sigma Ki to develop a proprietary allusion to sex for exclusive use by their or...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 22:21:00 GMT

all in a day's work:

Hey every last one of you. I know it's been a while. I think it would be awkward for me not to make mention of that in some way. I don't have an explanation for you. Since we last spoke I have moved, ...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 22:14:00 GMT

it's all right, because

This morning I got out of the alleyway that opens up on Santa Monica just in time to see two #1 buses, following each other in close procession, clear the light at Sawtelle and disappear into the shad...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Nov 2006 01:18:00 GMT

Local boy Karamigios bids "eve'nin" to homeless man, briefly makes eye contact

It was as I was walking home from Westwood after inspecting a possible place to live after the situation that I'm in now dissolves at the end of the month. Good fucking riddance, too. Not towards the ...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Nov 2006 21:52:00 GMT

If we don't handle this right, we're gonna all get murdered.

The only rating I want to hear about when it comes to first-person shooters based on World War II is how many veterans, out of ten, began to shake, uncontrollably sweat, palpitate, and eventually ...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Oct 2006 02:39:00 GMT

Oh my god, you guys...

lets do one moment of silence and then one punchy one-liner.
Posted by on Tue, 29 Aug 2006 23:13:00 GMT

Something for Everyone

There have been times where I've been looking at kind of weird porno on my computer and wondered if a hacker somewhere has managed to install some virus on it that's letting him watch my screen, and a...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Aug 2006 07:47:00 GMT

I cannot BELIEVE that the whole world did not hear about this

I preface this by assuring you that it is real. I did not make this up. In fact I am extremely angry that it was not my idea.   "In anticipation of the reentry of the Mir space station in 20...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Aug 2006 15:51:00 GMT

Who the fuck is Amy Wallace?

Did anyone tell her that going to UC Irvine is totally going to suck? I drove through there once accidentally trying to get to a high school job interview and I thought that I had gotten lost in...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Aug 2006 10:38:00 GMT

An idea for terrorism

bomb in a baby's diaper (I'm still on the baby kick it seems)
Posted by on Thu, 17 Aug 2006 15:00:00 GMT