It doesn't hurt to announce I've just entered the latter half of my 20's.

I'm happy I've made it through literally the worst year of my life.
So I gladly and joyously say: "Good Bye 25". It can't get worse than this.
Since I still look in my teens, I have enough of a good security blanket to be proud of myself and my diligent, persevering, disciplined water consumption and expensive beauty product usage. I love Ebel Paris Libertage system, among other sweet eye creams.

During this year I:

-Met my current partner, whom I love deeply and who has shown me that perhaps humans still have something to give.

-Experienced severe physical and mental health complications, the most bothersome being: depression (of the major kind).

-Lost my best friend to a psycho coke-head murderer in Chinatown, who then slept with her naked corpse for three days, extirpating from my life one of the most important persons ever, the one person who knew me the most, and part of my family.

-Restated my belief that 'most people suck'.

-Found out who my real friends are and regained even more love and appreciation for them.

-Went through Paxil and learned my lesson during the withdrawal. The little voices are not as fun as I always imaged them to be.

-Restated my belief that faith works just the same way for everything, especially science & developed even more love for good old Nietzsche & Jung quotes.

-Completely lost my faith in general elitist scientific thinking the last week when I grabbed National Geographic Explorer and restated my intuitions about Animal Intelligence and how freakishly superior and narcissistic the whole human race is...I was humbled again, and I cried for good old lost animal/pet friends...

-Lost all will and impetus to be creative, to which my muse revenged in a true story I will tell shortly.

-Got even more cabin fever about living in this goddamn forsaken accursed island...and between its people...

-Got an even cooler haircut and now I have nifty blue, purple and green streaks in it...with a celeb stylist and all that jizz.

The loss of a Wacom Intuos 2 12 x 12

So I've been totally distracted, absent minded, floating up in the clouds, and behaving stupidly due to Paxil withdrawal. To the point where I almost pulled a Heath Ledger, thanks to distraction. I fucking swallowed an extra dose of sleeping pills without even noticing... and I had to finger my throat to empty my stomach. WATCH OUT LINDSAY LOHAN!!!

So after spending the last few days of 'Holy Weak', which is the local spring break... at my partner's parents' house... and packing everything up so that we could come back to his apartment... I found out that maybe not everything was in the car after all!

Around two minutes going out of the urbanization, and finally reaching the 'highway' called "Expreso Trujillo"... once we turned the wheel to take the 'curve'and a turn to the left...

I heard the sweet and peaceful crash of a neglected object.
My Wacom Tablet Intuos 2 12 x 12 was happily surfing on top of the car, when it lost its balance and ended up falling off it's 'surfing board'.

My partner stoped the car and I just picked it up in three pieces.
No emotion whatsoever. I sat on the side rail...looked to the heavens and
I just said to myself: What else will I lose?

Not my virginity, that was lost a long time ago...

So seriously, happy motherf****** freaking well-deserved birthday to me. F*CK!

I'm accepting fashionable Jockstraps as long as they aren't Calvin Klein; I decided CK underwear is a turn off since 3 years ago. I will model if you send some. Ask me in private for my mailing address.

If you want to make my day and celebrate with me, it's very easy & simple:

-Watch one of the last movies I ever saw with Lorna (R.I.P.), my best friend:
1. Fur, A Portrait of Diane Arbus
2. Wicker Park
3. Marie Antoinette
4. The House of Flying Dagger (it was our shared favorite)
5. Evening (ironically, the last movie we ever saw together at a movie theatre)

Or drink some of her favorite wines:
1. Pinot Noir
2. Plum Wine

Listen to her latest song hookups:
1. Bang Bang (Sinatra or Cher)
2. Little Amsterdam &/or Leather by Tori Amos

Eat:
1. Chocolate Cake: preferably "American Beauty"
2. Sushi rolls.

Go:
1. Out to a Goth party where they play mainly electronica and dress sexy goth punk and classy.

Wish me:
1. Success & Peace.

Love you all for reading this shite.

P.S.: I got a Wacom Intuos 3 9 x 12 already! I'll I need to do is kick depression in the gut and do some well deserved painting.

luvs <3