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It's been close to two years, I apologize for the vaishing act. I'm sitting at home, surrounded by sleeping girlfriend and dogs, watching Hell's Kitchen, thinking about my future. I've been back to DJing and am looking forward to my first Burning Man experience in a few weeks. here's a jump back in. you'll be hearing more from me soon.

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Sorry about the lack of updates lately. I've been spending most of my time working, and little time pursuing hedonism. Well, that's not entirely true... I refuse work that I don't enjoy doing... so really, even my work is hedonistic. I've been doing farm work around Northern California. It's harvest season and the medicinal growers are in need of help doing extra maintenance around the grow

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Last Sunday, I woke from the treehouse I'd slept in and made my way to the world's largest BDSM/Leather Festival, the Folsom Street Fair in San Francisco. The streets crawled with deviants and perverts; it was a wondrous sight. There were all sorts of displays of debauchery: public floggings and bondage suspensions. Straight, queer, couples and groups... nothing was taboo. Sadists, Masochists,

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Worked for the week in Pinnacles National Monument in the middle of California. It was a hilarious trip with incompetent kids and fun coworkers. A true shit-show that we could do nothing other than laugh about. The wide open night time skies were magical, pitch black- no light pollution. The milky way streaked across the centre surrounded by hordes of stars. The days were hot; averaging

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A blink and the week was gone. 6 nights camped under the stars on the coast of Marin County in Northern California. I spent my days cooking for 55 people in our make-shift kitchen. Two picnic tables and the propane burners along with the BBQ pit would be the tools of the trade. Three heavy plastic tubs carried pots and pans, A tackle box had been reapropriated as a 'Utensil Kit', full of

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Time to get back to my seasonal job, leading groups on week-long outdoor trips. I spent Saturday going through some gear, gathering what I'd need for a couple of weeks camping, then just after the sun dropped, I took off in my little geo through the heart of California. I cranked up a Leftover Crack album and shot down Interstate 80. Sacramento, Davis, Vacaville... from this perspective, the

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Someone forwarded me an internet about the event: “Scientists are the new Rockstars”. It promised an interactive presentation about 'garage-scientists' and how they were taking us into a new, sustainable, world. What seemed even more interesting is they were going to be utilizing some of these very technologies to run the event. And it was a potluck and bonfire (read: probably will have beer

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The flight to the US wasn't bad, I had stayed up partying till 7:30am and gotten 2 hours of sleep the night before. My plan was to be as tired as possible and sleep through the whole 14 hour flight. Just in case, I had some sleeping pills that a friend had given me. I popped them in line for the security checkpoint, an hour and a half before time to board my flight. 45 minutes later they

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I had a blast last night-went out to dinner with the guys, delicious pub food & drinks.art opening at tortuga studios... it's great to be in with the bartender ;)then partied till 5am at an illegal squatted warehouse party..live bands, djs... the cops let us be. =)

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The EvictionI was out, givin downtown Sydney another go, exploring art galleries.  Was dissapointed by the exhibits, but still in a good mood.  I came back to the suburbs and stopped by the cafe for a cup of esspresso and a free sandwich, and chatting with the rad barista girl.I asked her if she wanted to go drinking Thursday, she said she'd come over to my place after work to hangou and because

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Day 4 MelbourneWoke up late and had coffee and breakfast.  A few bongrips, then I was on my way downtown.  I stopped by an Internet cafe for an hour to update my blog, then went back to the National Gallery of Victoria to check out more art.The impressionist paintings were phenomenal, and a good amount of abstract expressionism.  Glad to see some old favourotes:

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Melbourne day threeWaiting for the cops to evict the squat.  They came on Monday to say they were evicting today and came back yesterday to remind everyone.  We woke up early to a dreary, windy, drizzling day and thought that hopefully the cops have enough heart not to throw people out into the street in such miserable weather.  Still, everyone spent time packing up the important stuff just in

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Day 2 MelbourneGot up and made breakfast, hungout around the squat while people got ready.  We got a crew together and made our way to Barricade Books, Melbourne's anarchist bookshop.After a halfhour tram ride, we got there and walked in the door.  Two fellas working inside looked shocked, "uh, were not open, we just happen to be here tossing some rubbish".Dissapointing.We ventured on, walking

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Day1 MelbourneStaying at the drunk-punk squat;  an old apartment complex with 5 large units, all opened into one group house.  The walls are covered in graffitti, the only water is piped in through an intricate hose system. The recenty found a water heater and now have hot showers.  The pisser is a brown spot in the front yard, they shit in an outside toilet and bucket flush with greywater from

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I got up early (8am! yikes!!!) and made my way to the local office supply store where I had to pick up a USB drive because my camera chip was full. I came back and dropped my photos and cleared the camera... finally, room to shoot freely.Made a run to the library for blogging and then over to the cafe for a long black. The lovely barista, Nina, gave me a free gourmet deli sandwich also, win! =)

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SundayWoke up a bit groggy from dubstep.  Had some dumpstered whole grain bread with avo and ripped a bong, then packed up a carload of people to head to the beach, taking advantage of the 27degree day.We were heading to a little known beach that Jase suggested, but got there and found the place crowded.  We should have fiured it I would be, being warm as a summer day in the middle of Australias

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bonfire the night prior stargazing.I woke up again in the mansion on the Wombarra beach.  Had a cup of coffee and made a few calls back to the states.  Then, Carmen and Lonnie and I piled in the car and made our way up the mountain.  Our destination was a small river where we could rent a row boat and paddle around for the day.A quick stop for some chips (fries) and wattle (native tree) ice cream

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I left the city last night, it was definitely time. Under cover of darkness, I piled my gear into a communally owned little beater car and drove with my mate Jack over to his friend Nina's father's house. On the way over, he warned me, "Her dad is a little crazy, very nice, just crazy, an old anarchist from the acid generation."Jack knocked on the door. It flung open and I was staring into the

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I spent the day getting over my sickness.  The swine has finally been conquers I think.  I went to the library to post a few blog updates and try to upload pictures. The blog updates were success but the photos failed to get onto the server.  I came back to the squat with the idea of having dinner, but by the time I got back I was feeling too sick to eat.  The mates taught me a new card game, and

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Here are the pics that go with my last few entries... sorry they didn't come as a package deal, but that's what you have to deal with for getting a free story.built a bar at figure eight:the squat:the squat's garden:food prep for People's Kitchen:I'm all dressed up for Chess Club:Chess Club:a Day in the park - starring drinking games and punks.

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I went out for a day with the people from the squat. We went to the park to enjoy some sunshine and have a picnic. Sitting in the park, bullshitting and drinking some beers, skating, bbqing; just enjoying life.After a few hours, we split up and made seperate ways. I went back the house to drop off my camera which was out of juice. Jack joined me and after a while we heard the crew had gone up

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Went to Marrickville Road cafe where I sat for a while drinking coffee and using free internet, I made friends with the barista and she gave me free muffins.  Delicious apple strawberry coconut.   Then I came home for a bit and got dressed and ready for chess club.Chess club is a big local event and I was here celebrating it's 2 year birthday. And as such a momentous occasion, it was a Black-Tie

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I've moved into a squatted house in the suburbs of Sydney. There is one person in particular who lives there, he found it and 'opened' it. He is a musician who has been squatting for a few years and is a central figure in the local movement. There are about 6 other local punks who would otherwise be homeless who stay at the place on various couches and matresses. The upstairs area is pretty

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Went out a few nights ago with Jess to her professor's art show. Free booze!  Crappy art.  Went to the bar for a bit for a few drinks.  More housemates showed up and we held a good chunk of the patio.  Back to the house for more munting and finally passed out.  Woke up and took a bike to the nearest squat where I asked to stay for a bit, they said no problem and drove me to get my gear.   We made

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Again, I ventured out onto the streets alone for the day seeking street art and amazing sights. I wandered for a bit, trying to find good graffiti, finally stumbled upon the mother load: May Lane. I walked back and forth in awe. Gawking as much as snapping photos, only half conscious that I was blocking traffic as I crouched in the road to get the shots I wanted. After I got everything I could

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I woke up yesterday after a long night on the town Saturday night; rain was pounding on the metal warehouse roof, sounding like a torrential downpour. A little bit fucking around on the interwebs, then I decided to call some of the people I had met the night before at the house party. I shot a call to one of the squatters and he invited me over for a bit. I found a bike, and searched high and

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Two girls and I went out yesterday morning to the 'DIY Market', a local Bazaar where anyone can come and set up a booth and vend whatever goodies they have. It started two and a half years ago illegally (they dont have any permits and no one pays taxes) directly in front of the Newtown Police station. In the time it has been running it has lost some of its original punk rock homemade craft

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'Cadi Jam Ora' - I learned today, means "I am in Cadi" in the language of the local aboriginal people of Sydney Harbor, the Cadigal.I spent the day touring the city by myself. I started off catching a train into the downtown area, I got off at the harbor where I found aboriginals playing music, selling CDs and taking photos with people for donations. musiciansydney harborI made my way to the

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After a horrible headache kept me out of commission for part of the day, I went out last night to see what the city had in store after dark. Mounted on bikes, helmets on, lights affixed, saftey orange reflective vest fastened... I was taken on a tour of the city's refuse. The urban treasure chests provided quite a haul for the local freegans - enough fuel to run their bodies for days. We were

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I'm staying in Sydney at a warehouse which is run by the party-production crew Figure Eight. They focus on "sustainable" events, meaning they run solar to power their sound system. The crew has been together for about 4 years in different incarnations. This is the second warehouse they've worked/lived out of. Figure Eight started as just a sound system playing free parties and has turned into

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Opera HouseSydney HarborClimate Change CampNinja Polar BearsChange Climate ChangeDance to save the worlddancerart from the warehousemore artwarehouse libraryrandom party decorbathroomsloungeoffice (im sitting right where that person is right now)Mustang CollectionWarehouse's urban veggie gardenstorage area for Festival GearOut in the Country:sunrisefogbad picture of a kangaroo fleeingtweety

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Worked today chaining logs to an old beater car and dragging them out of the woods to a burn pile.  Big bonfire. Cole took Dylan and I out to some ancient aboriginal cave paintings. Hands and kangaroos, it was awsome.  Coffee with Nora the witch and Max, the mathmatician cattle rancher. Max hilariously tried to help show Cole how to calculate the volume of a water tank, but really just confused

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I'm really enjoying the locals here. This morning, the neighbor, a sweet lady named Scarlett showed up. She is middle aged, lives a few hundred meters ip the road with just her dog and cat. She was late for work and has no car so was hoping for a lift. Cole had gone out for his firefighter training update, so I took one of his cars and drove her the 4km to work. Exciting to drive on the other

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Came out to the festival site two days ago. I'm working here to help get the area ready in exchange for room and board. I could also go to the festi free, but my flight home is before the event so I probably won't be here when it goes on, unless unseen events decide I should stay... The area is beautiful, lush wooded area, the House I'm staying in is the property owners guest house, it has 6

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Its been a day of rest, recovering from last nights' drinking. I got up and walked down the street to find a power converter. Came back and started charging my camera. Then I went for a short trip to the local Anarchist bookstore: Black Rose Books. Caught a bus, found my stop and wandered around. I found the spot, but they had a sign on the door announcing they were closed due to a lack of

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Met more of the warehouse folks. all good people. learned about the herb in australia, they're into spliffs and I'm not much for tobacco, but when in rome...caught a nap, slept for about an hour before i heard my name called.Matt was asking if i wanted to go out to the party. I dragged myself up through the jetlag and put on some shoes and a hoodie... it's fairly cold here as it is the middle

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Got in this morning at 6:45. an hour to get bags and go through 2 customs checkpoints. another hour walking around the airport trying to find internet access or somewhere (anywhere) to go. I finally found 3 free internet computers and dropped a line to each of my contacts in OZ. Then I decided to head towards the suburb where the artist space I was hoping to stay at was located. I knew the

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15 hour flight on Qantas...best airline i've ever flown.personal tv with: games, current movies, tv shows (simpsons episodes) and NUDIE MOVIES!!!watched notorious and a few shows about strippers on the flight.also: Free beer and whiskey on the flight.ate poached salmon with ginger butter sauce for dinner, spinach fritata for breakfast.. rode next to a guy who translated the bible into the native

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Was a blast. I started off with a sudden jaunt up to Arcata to see Teri. I dropped into Big Pete's while she was working for a surprise... my favourite. She was glad to see me but had a few hours of work left, so I had some pizza and beer and then then headed out to wander town on my own. I checked out some art, watched a bit of a neighbourhood pick-up baseball game.Finally she was off, we

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a few seconds of me juggling real machetes on the second floor roof of The Campbell Club in between two active bee hives housing 100,000 bees.

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at the co-ops:cement artcommunist fiddlersart:my favourite mural just about ever:

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many of these were taken on my cell phone's camera:here's my new nephew:and arcata street art:sushi shack:arcata natural history museum.

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I'm chillaxin at sweet life bakery. One of my favorite places on earth.Surrounded by old timers playing chess, traveling hippies getting ready for Oregon country fair, freaks coming back from mutantfest, and anarchists returning from the earth first rendezous. Feels like home.I've spent my days bouncing between friends and partying hard. Seems like everyone wants me all the time. Which is nice

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Took a good friend out river rafting yesterday for his birthday. We had blast, 4.5 hours of calm floating. Some cute girls out and about, perfect weather, not too hot not too cold. Snacks and dank beverages. Perfect.Came home and packed for my roadtrip. I got about 5 hours of sleep, then woke up to finish packing. I found I had myfriend's car keys and knew he had to make it to work, so I piled

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here's one:other than that, it's been hot as fuck 105 today i think. I'm spending a lot of time working out, trying to rehab my knee before I take off, and mostly I'm getting stuff together for a roadtrip, probably tour the NW for a bit, 13 days till I fly from SFO.sweet.here's to good times all the time...

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Hedonism is slow these days. I've been house sitting, resting, trying to get my knee healed up for adventure.heading out on a roadtrip next week, 2 weeks till I land in Australia.sweet.

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Still house sitting. Went out to the Second Saturday art walk today in downtown Sacramento. Some good art, some crappy art, likewise with the music scene. I saw a good amount of cool murals and the Bike Kitchen had a pretty good western band playing... at least i think that was what was going on, i only caught half a song. The yuppies there drive me crazy, but I know they're they ones who

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Went out last night to visit my friends Matt and Kate who were in town house sitting for some friends of Kate's. They invited me over, we made burritos and drank dank beer. A bit of lounging around the pool, some skinny dipping, and then I got a call. Some of my other friends were going out of town and wanted me to house sit for them. Glad to have my own place for a few days, I drove over and

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I've been lounging around for a few days now, not doing too much. Video Games, Hulu, and cooking (including incredibly strong ganja cookies) have been occupying most of my time. I've started working out a bit again... started with 100 full body crunches and moving up a few every day plus additional stretching (which i think of as 'fat-guy yoga') that I made up as I went. I'm going to get my

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Seasonal work is great, it allows me to change up my focus every few months, keeping away some of the monotony I felt when I was still working a 9-5 m-f gig. Yesterday my 3 months of work taking people out camping was over. I have about a month of no plans. well, vague plans; there's a few festivals and shows i'd like to go to, maybe a party here and there. Then, mid-july, i'm off for an

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i filled out the online form from the airline, but i didn't click anything, i just stared at the page. i stared and smoked a bowl. the button was red, rectangular with rounded edges and said confirm in white letters. my cursor was right on top of it. to the left was a larger box with a mathmatical equation in it. the final line read "Total: $689.21".i'm poor, i dont make much money at all, well

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i left the coffee shop where my last entry was written and went to hangout with ryan and teri. i showed up with a preponderance of food, what we call 'roadkill', from my last gig; laid out a few bins and a big ass cooler on the sidewalk and invited roommates and neighbors to pillage the mountain of assorted goods.hiked a short jaunt through the hsu campus forest with the melo kids. the place is

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The grand LA experience last friday, LA indian powwow on saturday morning, a quick drive to sacramento led to art and music saturday night with old friends. sunday was mother's day so i took mom up to reno to have lunch. monday was a day of mending... fixed my car, some clothes, and my laptop (thanks again mike.tuesday morning was a drive up the norcal coast along highway 1. (probably the most

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Clients shipped out, it took us way too long to pack up, finally a little poolside time at our luxury resort, then I was finally on my way for LA. I was going to visit old friends and live it up on the town. picked up a buddy from the train station. made a stop by the liquor store for whiskey and stout, then by the speakeasy to with The Skipper a happy birthday. A surprise drop-in then we

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i got here to mailbu 2 hours earlier than i needed to be.it's nice to get a chance just to hangout and have a cup of joe. listening to rich people teach their kids about how to evade the law and get away with stuff by looking rich.i came to the coffee bean because a number of hot porn stars twitter about it being their favourite coffee shop. and i love coffee, as well as hot freaky chicks.... so

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i woke up at 5:30 to the sound of a jackass pounding tent stakes into the ground about 18 inches away from me head.i was sleeping on the ground at the beach in santa barbara.i was sleeping off a whiskey drunk from the night before.who the fuck needs to set up a tent at 5:30 in the morning. he had just rolled into camp. he was gettign ready to go out and explore the area and had no need to set up

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getting ready to go back to work guiding.i like the work, it's great to be outdoors in nature all the time, but any job gets to me. having no control over my time while i'm 'working' is lame. its just having to be somewhere, every day, at the same time. still, it's silly to complain about a cool job, i'm glad i have it and glad to be making some money in the next few months.packing is taking

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years ago, i was in college... i was the editor of the paper working with a well respected journalist and beginning to get some recognition for my writing. I had the option to go work for a number of newspapers, but i didn't want to write news.I wanted to write books.I looked for inspiration to my favourite authors: george orwell, hunter thompson, mark twain, jack kerouac... and i realized, they

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i moved out of the speakeasy. life keeps getting better. a small road trip, found an ammazing love, now i'm helping some friends out for a few weeks who are about to give birth to my godson.sad about some things, looking forward to others.proper updates coming again soonlove... who knew?

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Long week, went out last night to Clockwork Orange. Had a blast with sara, teri, and robert, as well as various other Melodramatic.com members. Whiskey flowing all night and all your favourite 80's jams.

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this place has become a powder keg. everyone is upset, i dont things will last like this for long at all.

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my life with skip?

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Today is the first day interviewing potential new housemates for the Speakeasy. We've gone through 45 resumes and are looking forward to meeting the people whom we have called back. We've made plans, and double checked our notes. It's a strange position we're trying to fill: a live-in worker who will be able to meet the demands of the job, handle the stress and strange hours and see the good

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So I've become the Main Producer for the Radio Suzy 1 weekly internet show. I'm looking to add some structure to a free-flowing program. Hopefully I can find some solutions that are make things flow smoother for everyone involved with a consistent good product at the end of the day. Restructuring, moving to a new format and trimming the fat are all strategies that i think will give us a great

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a new world opens up, internet empire, fame, fortune.looking to leverage what I've learned in the last few into something incredible, and I see it all unfolding so clearly. Everything is falling into place, I'm pretty stoked. I dont want to speculate on things too much here, but I am excited.

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Eros Day was a Blast. The Orgy for Obama went off top notch, thanks in large part to The Broken Door LA, and Naked Rhythm .The party kept going from 9pm until about 7am, with an open bar all night, a horde of porn stars, and a ton of swingers. Fresh-faced newcomers stared as both Eros and Venus, but the night was topped off by Jessica Jaymes, Sinnamon Love, and Regan Reese. All partying down

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spending alot of time calling porn stars on the phone. i went to coco de mer today, a high class sex shop, they have the nicest cock candles in town.pretty tired, Eros Day X is in a day, I'm looking forward to it being here, hopefully so it can be done with. i'm sure i'll have a good time, but it's all a pain in the ass right now. i'm still glad to be a part of the event and am learning a lot.

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well besides the ecological toll of mining and producing them, the health issues related to polution from production, and the economic issues of labor and ownership - i've had 4 break on me in 4 weeks. i'm going through these things like they're porn stars. its so frustrating. today one broke as i was in the middle of a large group of people. every single one of them then decides to ask the

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Getting closer to Eros Day. I'm making contact with the performers, making sure that everything is set up. Contacting possible sponsors. Its going to be slow going in this industry. But if i can make a few of the right moves, I think it could be all worthwhile. I need to find some side income, enough to go out and be social. Being online isn't a worthy substitute for a life. I've been

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I spent most of today working the phone and laptop. calling the agent from our new PR firm about a dozen times with various questions, poor thing. I'm liking what I'm doing, a new adventure no doubt. I've been following the news on Johannes Mehserle, the Oakland BART cop who shot a 22 year old unarmed man dead on New Years Eve. Oscar Grant, the victim, was laying face-down on the concrete

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AVN is over, the porn elite are returning home to the City of Angels. We're moving quickly into our next show - January 24th is Eros Day here at the Speakeasy and I'm finishing up booking guests. Sexy girls everywhere - life in LA keeping me busy. I enjoy my new work and see a good future in this. It's been super busy in the last week. We were interviewed by Nightline and made the

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So i sat in on the my first show with Radio Suzy 1 tonight. It was a good time. my housemate gave me sushi and maker's mark all night, then plopped me down in front of a mic. I was also excited because we had the lovely rubella from burning angel.com who i had managed to get with about an hour to spare before we went live with the broadcast. anyhow, everything went well, i probably made an

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well, you dragged me in. the courtship has lasted years, and finally, in a whirlwind of financial crisis, the love of porn and a point in the right direction from my old friend Sara, i've finally started a blog.i'm affraid you've missed out on so many adventures already: hitchiking across the country; living in beautiful jungles of hawaii; the hippie communes of eugene, ore; and new york city's

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