<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:39:29.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>_=-karbonated kiss-=_</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;br&gt;he sat&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;beneath&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;the double sun&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;a single child&lt;/br&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;a lonesome kind&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;a withered hand&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;a wintered mind&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;a changing season&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;where the sun that sets&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;is reason&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;~saul williams&lt;/br&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-115103074239930966</id><published>2006-06-22T21:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T16:58:21.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have officially and permanently switched to wordpress.  &lt;a href="http://rsaclolo.wordpress.com"&gt;rsaclolo.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;  ---is now my main squeeze.  i'll keep this blog up to make sure people direct themselves to my new blog when needed. I'd also like to keep this up so I'd be able to comment on other bloggers which i somewhat frequently do.  Cheers blogger! it was a decent year and a half or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rsaclolo.wordpress.com"&gt;http://rsaclolo.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-115103074239930966?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/115103074239930966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=115103074239930966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/115103074239930966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/115103074239930966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-officially-and-permanently.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114913634793784137</id><published>2006-05-31T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:26:49.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm considering switching to Wordpress for my blog.  I enjoy the usability of it, its quite nice. Their simple templates are fine for now.  So, for those of you that follow my blog... &lt;a href="hhttp://blog.rsaclolo.com/"&gt;go here for now&lt;/a&gt;.  I'll give you the final word on both blogs to let you know whether it'll be a permanent or temporary switch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.rsaclolo.com/"&gt;http://blog.rsaclolo.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114913634793784137?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114913634793784137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114913634793784137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114913634793784137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114913634793784137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-considering-switching-to-wordpress.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114800815408012415</id><published>2006-05-18T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T22:15:58.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me_Jenna_rocky?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/149047909/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/44/149047909_a8f8e74d84_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/149047909/"&gt;Me_Jenna_rocky?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;another older photo i got from home.  Also in gradeschool, we used to have school picnics.  I have one good memory from one of those picnics where a bunch of us went with our principle at the time, St. Jane, on one of the hiking trails.  It was hot out and it walking was getting a little tiresome. We found a little house/barn thing with a water pump  and ran up to it after we asked for permission.  I guess we were kinda loud from drinking and spashing water around because someone came out and St. Jane quickly apologized before telling us to go back to the on the trail.  That's all I remember though.  The girl besides me in the photo was one of my friends before, Jenna, who loves horses and was very cool.  The guy in the right side, i found out from Sam's screening at columbia, is Rocky is now a badass working at Midway according to sam.  He was in the grade above mine, if I remember correctly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114800815408012415?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114800815408012415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114800815408012415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114800815408012415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114800815408012415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/05/mejennarocky.html' title='Me_Jenna_rocky?'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114800746757610355</id><published>2006-05-18T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T22:14:43.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>andrea_me2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/149047908/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/149047908_3a2bbb57ca_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/149047908/"&gt;andrea_me2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i found this when i went back home.  In grade school we'd take skiing trips.  surprisingly, even though i sucked, I actually liked it.  Im not usually one for sports.  Goddamn i hated those ski suits.  I remember my mom making me wear them. I felt like the Michelin Man. &lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Andrea, heh heh, i thought this would be funny to show.  o how we've changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114800746757610355?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114800746757610355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114800746757610355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114800746757610355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114800746757610355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/05/andreame2.html' title='andrea_me2'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114796181886631327</id><published>2006-05-18T08:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T09:21:08.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.palmpictures.com/videos/theworkofdirectormichelgondry.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 144px;" src="http://www.palmpictures.com/newsite/art/videos/theworkofdirectormichelgondry/gondrydvd_186x270.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.palmpictures.com/videos/theworkofdirectormichelgondry.html"&gt;The Works of Director Michel Gondry &lt;/a&gt;was such a good DVD to watch.  I spent part of my day yesterday gushing over his work.  It was a real pleasure to see.  I felt so relieved learning about  his inspirations and how some of his ideas develop.  Many of his videos are inspired by dreams, childhood memories, music, etc.  I feel this sense of relief because over this past semester I was constantly worried about this obsession I have to explore my dreams, childhood memories, and connecting them with the present.  I was worried that the subject matters were getting too redundant and maybe not interesting at all.  Maybe I shouldn't worry so much.  I don't know really.  But at least now I feel okay with the thought of going back to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes I wonder if I'll run out of ideas, and really this past semester I think I did. I felt mentally and emotionally burnt out.  I knew that that state wouldn't last forever so that's why I wanted to go travel so bad to a place I'm not familiar with and where no one knows me.  That's why I wanted  to go to Japan this summer, but that quickly fell through.  I would've just wandered around sightseeing and take pictures, write, and people watch all day and find random night life spots in the evening.  It would've been nice I think.   My next choice was New York to attend the &lt;a href="http://move2006.aigany.org/"&gt;Aiga &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Move3&lt;/span&gt; Convention&lt;/a&gt;.  I've never been to New York, every summer I suggest it though.  I thought this would've been my chance, but in the end when I went home last week in hopes of asking my mom to let me go I couldn't bring myself to ask. 1) I'd be going alone 2) My mom was complaining about money issues.  It would be cheaper to just go to New York and not attend that convention though.  So I'm still thinking about that.  The third and most likely choice to happen is Vegas to visit my brother and sister.  I'm sorry, but I dislike Vegas a lot.  It's annoying, I would never live there.  To me Chicago is 10 times better than Vegas for various reasons.  Don't worry, I wont list them.  This is the place I'll be most likely to go this summer but I really, really don't want to.  I want to visit my family but that's about it.  Everything else about Vegas doesn't seem to interest me at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In the Gondry DVD he would talk about his dreams and the reasons for how those dreams came about.  There's a few recurring dreams I've had during my childhood.  One of them was in a snowy landscape, or snow filled forest, or something like that.  Everything would be white.  I remember seeing a big dark brown bear walking through the snow in the wind.  There was one time when the dream changed and it was a light brown baby bear.  I remember feeling like I needed water and that I was deserted there in the snowy landscape with the bear.  Most of the time I'd wake up with a sweat.  That's all I remember really from that one.  I think I started having that dream after reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0812504321/102-9890724-5816120?v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;The Call of the Wild by Jack London&lt;/a&gt;.  That's where the snowy landscape came.  It's been awhile since I'd read that book.  I have other dreams relating to that book for some reason, too. The bear,  I can't really explain that except that when I was a kid, after seeing that dream many times, I started liking teddy bears.  Maybe its from learning about bears in science class, or seeing a bear in the zoo at one time, or something I saw on TV.  Could be from any of those.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114796181886631327?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114796181886631327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114796181886631327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114796181886631327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114796181886631327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/05/works-of-director-michel-gondry-was.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114704764938340221</id><published>2006-05-07T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T01:41:11.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The semester is finally over and after two weeks of many all nighters, missed meals, and misdemeanors I have completed it. I'm so glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--in my english (intro to moving image arts) there was one day where we just sat and watched other classmates play video games.  It was somewhat interesting and amusing.  Its like those friends I have where if I visit them at their house, it's basically just me sitting there while they play videogames, which depending on the games, can be engaging or a complete waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;--The final for that class included making a final video and than an in class essay.  I ended up not making a video for it and just showed the &lt;a href="http://mediamax.streamload.com/bekaboo/Hosted/Saclolo_PandaPandaPanda.mp4"&gt;"Panda Panda Panda" video I made for Video 1&lt;/a&gt;, but didn't say anything about that.  I changed one of the spit screens in one scene.  Luckily, I got good responses.  The essay final was pretty coo.  We watched two Michael Gondry videos - Foo Fighters' "Everlong" and The Chemical Brothers' "Let Forever Be".  Two great videos, I remember loving both of them, especially the chemical brothers' video, when they came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For my photo final, I left it as the least important thing for me to do, but I still did it.  I just shot items that I had that belonged or was given to me from my dad and paired it up with images of seemingly found places or just places that look unused or abandoned.  A memory piece really. If i had bigger paper I would've printed two images together...but no I didnt have the energy to go out and buy more paper than what I already had.  They weren't very good at all, but they got done, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my video final assignment was to basically make bad deciosions, "So Bad, It's Bad."  I wont upload it or anythin because its really not even worth seeing.  I shot a good 15 minutes at one of the get-togethers at sam's place and used that with basically almost every type of effect in Final Cut Pro.  In the end, it said it was going to take 4 hours to render out am mpeg-2.  So I opted to render it as a Quicktime movie, which took maybe 20 minutes.  I didn't win the contest for worst video but I did get 10 out of 16 votes for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/56/142221439_9f0d0c9273_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/47/142221438_315900ec46_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/56/142221436_8605838134_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/44/142220538_a53ba3369e_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/56/142214337_84adcb8f8b_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-for graphic design I worked my ass off.  I was glad that I was able to kind of combine assignments during the semester.  I used some photography I shot for classes in the book and than took excerpts or whole poems.  The aim was to revisit and revisualize them typographically paying attention to visual sound, effects to describe words, and overall to evoke the experience of the poem instead of being able to read it.  I took me basically three days to print and on the day that it was due I ended up having to reprint it because I had some problems.  For that day I was there from 5pm to 7am either waiting, pouting, and printing.  It felt like torture.  It was good that other people were there printing, too, so I wasn't alone in my gripes.  There was one lucky thing though, one of my jobs was processing for printing and I had to cancel it because someone else needed to print something smaller.  This girl in my class used vellum and the printer accidentally printed one my pages on it.  So she gave me that sheet.  I just printed my name on it and used it as a flypage in my book.  Oh, another good thing is I didnt have to buy any paper for the book.  I used the superfine stock in the Graphic Design Lab and a plain black cover.  Overall, I'm just glad I got it done.  There's so many little things that keep me from being fully satisfied for it, but that's just normal. It was the first project we did where we came up with everything and executed them on our own.  No abstract assignments and things that we would question whether to put in our portfolios or not.  People in my class seemed to like the book a good amount. It was good experience to do this project.  I wish I didnt have so many other so i could just concentrate on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=-The last week of the semester is always a weird one.  Weird social encounters and odd types of good byes.  I noticed after I showed my music video in my english class, only than, did people start talking to me and asking me questions.  I'm not one to talk much in a lecture courses and I'm very critical of my own work so I didn't expect the response I got.  Even during the final when I was writing my essay, someone put a note on my desk saying something like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I liked your video! :) maybe we should hang out? ... (thierphone#). &lt;/span&gt;I felt like I was in highschool.  After class during the week, I was smoking a cigarette and a man named Tyrone came up and asked me to sign and pleged for a cancer walk.  We had a nice chitchat despite my smoking a cancer stick and I promised to try to attend.  Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.walkandrollchicago.org"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; for it.&lt;br /&gt;-After my graphic design class, the good byes sounded like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see you later - see you next semester - lets hang out over the summer&lt;/span&gt; types of things. There's this one kid who I chat with sometimes, he's a good designer and nice guy in a &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/eleanorsfault"&gt;band&lt;/a&gt;.  I find him kinda funny though because he frequently quoted from &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for his ideas on philosophy of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Identity_%28philosophy%29"&gt;identity&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Personal_identity"&gt;personal identity&lt;/a&gt; for his project.  I'm not saying that there's anything really wrong with wikipedia, because they do go into nice briefs on those, but it's just kinda funny. Will all the up and coming modern intellectuals quote &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wiki&lt;/span&gt; in the coming years? I wonder how many kids in grade school and highschool have quoted from them in their research papers.  Wikipedia's great though, I know that I personally have been informed by manythings because of it.   such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leet"&gt;leet&lt;/a&gt;.  hehe I saw this awhile ago but it keeps popping up everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mylo.tv/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 108px;" src="http://www.spv.de/gfx_superstar/mylo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of my end of the semester was going to &lt;a href="http://www.smartbarchicago.com/"&gt;Smartbar&lt;/a&gt; and seeing &lt;a href="http://www.mylo.tv/"&gt;Mylo&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.outlar.com/artist.php?id=405"&gt;Elliot Eastwick &lt;/a&gt;spin.  I'm glad sam invited me to go because I had no idea about the show from being too busy.  I really  pestered him for months and months just to listen to Mylo when I found out about him.  I remember I'd be freaking about about Mylo, Brazillian Girls, and whatnots, and sam would be like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh I havent gotten around to it. &lt;/span&gt;In the end, he did of course. ;)  --The show was sooo fun.  It reminded us of the time we saw &lt;a href="http://www.urbantakeover.co.uk/newaphroindex.html"&gt;Aphrodite&lt;/a&gt; at the &lt;a href="http://www.metrochicago.com/"&gt;Metro&lt;/a&gt;.  Just that all night of dancing and just enjoying music type funness, which is what I prefer when going out to a club/rave event.  It was my first time at Smartbar.  It's actually nice and cozy.  People were dancing and most of them were nicee.  We got there during Elliot Eastwick's set.  Many of the tracks were so smooth, lush, and yummy.  AH it felt good.  Later on Mylo walked in the room in a stripped black and white jacket and a white golf cap and made his way to the stage.  Mylo bumped into me.!.  heh. :D I loved it when he would play tracks from his album, and you could tell that it got the crowd going too.  He would then bring it down alittle with other tracks, some where great some were just okay, i think.  Both djs, had great sets. At the end of Mylo's set, it was curious.  He played &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/real-mccoy-rhythm-is-a-dancer-lyrics.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rhythm Is A Dancer&lt;/span&gt; by the Real McCoy&lt;/a&gt;, than an Irish funeral song and split. -so good-  That night in the bathroom a girl was really excited about Mylo's set starting and recommened &lt;a href="http://www.ilovem83.com/"&gt;M83&lt;/a&gt; to me while we were waiting in line for a stall and chatting about music.  so far sounds fantastic :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114704764938340221?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114704764938340221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114704764938340221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114704764938340221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114704764938340221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/05/semester-is-finally-over-and-after-two.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114638891661558247</id><published>2006-04-30T04:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T04:21:56.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>banner</title><content type='html'>I changed teh banner.  yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114638891661558247?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114638891661558247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114638891661558247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114638891661558247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114638891661558247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/04/banner.html' title='banner'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114534281464231659</id><published>2006-04-18T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T01:46:54.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My latest video project.  -&lt;a href="http://mediamax.streamload.com/bekaboo/Hosted/Project4_Saclolo-Sequence1.mp4"&gt; Untitled #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the assignment was to make a video with some type of narration, text, or story and make it to a specific audience.  It can be a true or false story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the critque today I cleaned it up alittle so that some of the transitions arent so mucky.  I'm just glad peopple got the jist of the video.  When I was making it I felt that I might have been packing too much in.  I got a good response though so thats good.   Another girl today though got burned pretty bad. Seemed like my teacher was saying the right things to her as far as her project went. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more weeks of classes.  damn i need to haul ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;lastest movie rundown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0245712/"&gt;amores perros ( life's a bitch) &lt;/a&gt;     - very gewd very gewd&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0046438/"&gt;tokyo story  &lt;/a&gt;    - i saw it before at the gene siskel theatre for free and i still like it as much as i did the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0438097/"&gt;-ice age: the meltdown - &lt;/a&gt;cute.  I liked the first one better, of course.  This one was cute though.  I like how they always slow down the pace alittle to give the viewer a little break with the squirrel segments.  I think those type of slow downs helps the viewer take everything else in. &lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;last week for my english class we went to the MCA to check out their video art selections.  I think it was the worst visit to an art gallery that I've been to so far.  They had the Andy Warhol exhibit and I wasn't impressed with how they presented it.  As far as video art goes, with this visit at least, it was pathetic.  I'd been there before when they had impressive video art showing but this time it sucked. hopefully they'll do better later.&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114534281464231659?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114534281464231659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114534281464231659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114534281464231659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114534281464231659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-latest-video-project.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114484413474843222</id><published>2006-04-12T07:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T07:15:34.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>asdf jkl;</title><content type='html'>i got a new external keyboard for my laptop yesterday.  For my english class we went to the mca, so afterwards I went to CompUSA and got a kensington keyboard.  It was the cheapest mac compatible keyboard there.  I like it though.  It's alot different from what I've become used to with my powerbook.  I found that with my powerbook I would type alot faster than with my dell's keyboard.  With this new keyboard I find that I am typing slower and it also feels like more effort to press the keys farther down. So it's actually a more conventional typing experience.  I don't mind going back to the conventional though.  but I think overall, it is more enjoyable to type papers with my laptop.  It is nice having an external keyboard though so I dont have to reach as far to type on my laptop.  All I need to get now is a laptop stand.  This is all to help improve my workstation and posture really.  It'll be worth it I'm sure. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114484413474843222?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114484413474843222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114484413474843222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114484413474843222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114484413474843222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/04/asdf-jkl.html' title='asdf jkl;'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114473146402461637</id><published>2006-04-10T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T00:02:54.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>doom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.just-english.ru/wis.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.just-english.ru/wis.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I got a soar throat and my wisdom tooth started irritating the hell out of me.  It sticks outward rubbing against my cheek.  My left cheek is puffier than my right. The whole left side of my cheek and my neck feel soar and it hurts to swallow anything.  Stoopid tooth.  DAMN U TOOTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from today,  i declare war on you, tooth.  prepare for your destruction and demise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114473146402461637?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114473146402461637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114473146402461637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114473146402461637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114473146402461637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/04/doom.html' title='doom'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114419572774016005</id><published>2006-04-04T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T19:19:21.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cuteoverload.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 264px;" src="http://mfrost.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/lili_seattleroll_flickr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had no idea that daylight savings time started today. I didn't realize till the afternoon.  Fortunately, my alarm clock, cell phone, and laptop all set themselves automatically enabling me to wake up in time for class.  Unfortunately, my teacher was sick and all that pride I had for waking up on time had gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My friend and I walked by a building construction site and heard Barry White's "You're My First, the Last, My Everything" blasting from a stereo within the building.  It was a first.  I half expected to see construction workers pop out and start doing a song and dance, maybe Alley McBeal style, or maybe the Village people might jump up from behind the fence on a platform and possibly shake their hips.  None of that happened of course.  But it did in my head, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I saw &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0318462/"&gt;Motorcycle Diaries.&lt;/a&gt; The only thing I knew about the film was that it had a journey of sort in it.  I had no idea it centered around a road trip Ernesto Guevara took before he became Che Guevara. I didn't realize it until the end.  Great film, I must say. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114419572774016005?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114419572774016005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114419572774016005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114419572774016005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114419572774016005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-had-no-idea-that-daylight-savings.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114388114378259479</id><published>2006-04-01T02:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T02:54:25.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the weather lately has been soooo nice.  I crack opened my window the other day and clean the insides.  And when I woke up I would stick my hand though my window curtain and feel the calm breeze and warm sun.  It's better than butter. It's better than my bi-monthy Hershey's bar.  So nice.  I went to exchange a package of paper I bought, got some film developed at Walgreens, and bought the new Blade of the Immortal.  While waiting for the film I went to &lt;a href="http://www.millenniumpark.org/"&gt;Millenium Park&lt;/a&gt; and saw a bunch of youngin asian kids with the stereo blasting as they attempt to do their broken dance cordinated moves coupled with break dancing and girl groupies.  It reminded me of jr high and highschool.  It was actually cute.  I kinda wished I was that young again but then again I'm also glad that I'm not at that stage anymore.  Being a girl groupie to "breakers" was actually kinda boring and somewhat annoying. But these kids were cute. I must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried out the camera my brother gave me, &lt;a href="http://www.nikonusa.com/template.php?cat=1&amp;grp=6&amp;amp;productNr=1713"&gt;Nikon N65&lt;/a&gt;, the other day after class and earlier today in Millenium Park.  I think it was my first time actually taking a picture of the bean sculpture. It's pretty light. I didn't know it had auto focus, too. So that mechanism surprised me.  I've gotten used to manual so much.  It was as if I was like older people facinated with technology. Made me feel out of touch, to say the least, hehe. Overall, I like the camera, it's just got take some getting used to.  The interface, to me, isn't entirely intuitive.  It also doesn't help not having a manual at hand. There's a few things controls I'm not sure about so far.  I'll just try to look for it online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was heading home I felt little rain drops fall on my nose.  Not long after, they multiplied.  On the train there was this homeless guy who's voice sounded like sandpaper.  He was talking to himself or singing or some nonsenical stuff.  I couldn't make any sense of what he was saying when I tried to listen.  He would comment on people leaving the train though.  As I was leaving, he started talking about my "pretty little cunt".............. No day is complete without creepy men talking about my cunt.   Luckily that was only for a moment and than I got off the train.  At least the weather was nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114388114378259479?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114388114378259479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114388114378259479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114388114378259479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114388114378259479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/04/weather-lately-has-been-soooo-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114377451985572242</id><published>2006-03-30T21:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:10:19.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the typo...</title><content type='html'>Ah so sorry Marisa. I can't spell and that goes for names, as well.  On my 3rd Video project, if u haven't read before, was to recreate a scene from anything and I used my friend, Marisa to fill the part of Margaret Cho in her stand up, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Assassin. &lt;/span&gt;I really rushed to shoot but it was fun, overall.   Here's the link again. Thanks again Marisa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediamax.streamload.com/bekaboo/Hosted/ChoAssassinSaclolo1.mp4"&gt;Marisa_as_Margaret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114377451985572242?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114377451985572242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114377451985572242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114377451985572242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114377451985572242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/typo.html' title='the typo...'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114335522105025457</id><published>2006-03-26T00:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T00:40:21.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>djing debut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/117867795/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/117867795_4583a256a2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/117867795/"&gt;DSCF0122&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;its just how i roll.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114335522105025457?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114335522105025457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114335522105025457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114335522105025457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114335522105025457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/djing-debut.html' title='djing debut'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114284200726463774</id><published>2006-03-20T02:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T20:06:06.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>03-19-06_1721a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/115173446/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/52/115173446_0a61e284b8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/115173446/"&gt;03-19-06_1721a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;today in the park i sat on a swing and read some of Banana Yoshimoto's "Amrita" as the sun set behind a line of suburban homes and silhouetted trees.  It was relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo itself, the idea of it, is nice but the the quality of pictures from cellphones are, all in all, awkward.  This does have a dreamy quality to it though because of the contrasty, blurriness, and patches of odd color varriance in it.  I wish I hadn't run out of film for the camera otherwise I would've taken a shot with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was extremely nice.  On Friday, sam and his roomates had a party and had asked me to spin a little.  Being a paranoid freak, I ended up preparing five different sets of five different genres.  I ended up combing through my existing music and feverishly hunting for more.  Luckily, &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm"&gt;Last.fm&lt;/a&gt;, solarseek, soulseek, and each of my favorite bittorrent sites were there at my disposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recent binge on music has been particularly fullfilling compared to my last few music binges.  This time it was almost eye opening.  It's not just because of this mini djing gig, too.  It reaches even to the work I've been doing at school as well.  In my graphic design class, I've been trying to bring my new and old loves together.  Those loves being music, poetry, and design.  It was something I desperately needed to do because in my mind the imbalance of concentration with each of them is frustrating.  I know it may not make sense.  I just wanted to feel like I could include all my loves into one thing.  Bring it all together and try to make sense of it all, I guess.  When I'm working on one thing like graphic design so much for so long I feel like I'm leaving the rest of me behind somewhere or else I won't feel whole.  I feel that I'm reaching a place where they're just starting to come together.  It's also making me feel a bit more comfortable with my current self.  Right now, at least as far as my interests go, I feel that I can write poetry, divulge in my love for music, and bring those dynamics into my process of design and not get too overwhelmed by either one.  I think it's something in the weather. This is a bit too much huh.  ok enuff of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last movie I saw was Wong Kar Wai's "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0112913/"&gt;Fallen Angels"&lt;/a&gt; I thought it was fantastic.  I'll prolly watch it over again soon just to get another fill of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114284200726463774?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114284200726463774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114284200726463774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114284200726463774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114284200726463774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/03-19-061721a.html' title='03-19-06_1721a'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114255210625254760</id><published>2006-03-16T17:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T17:36:08.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>tis time</title><content type='html'>Springbreak is now in session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it's cold n snowing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114255210625254760?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114255210625254760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114255210625254760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114255210625254760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114255210625254760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/tis-time.html' title='tis time'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114247461627952009</id><published>2006-03-15T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T20:03:36.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sketch56</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/110300861/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/51/110300861_b626f38336_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/110300861/"&gt;sketch56&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The cd cover I did for neil. I do wish I had more available time to work on this.  There'd be a couple thiings I'd change now that I look at it, but this is what I got done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, the album name was different so I had come up with completely different designs for that one, than later on he changed the name of the mix which had essentially changed the whole idea I had for it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the name of the mix now better than before though and I'm much more satisfied with this design the the other ones I had for the previous album name.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114247461627952009?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114247461627952009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114247461627952009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114247461627952009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114247461627952009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/sketch56.html' title='sketch56'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114247387158871661</id><published>2006-03-15T19:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T19:56:34.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mediamax.streamload.com/bekaboo/Hosted/ChoAssassinSaclolo1.mp4"&gt;Link to my 3rd video project &lt;/a&gt;- recreating a scene shot for shot.  I did it on Margaret Cho's Assassin using my friend as the actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up a bit ago after pulling an all nighter in completing this assignment.  It became a relatively easy project o finish.  I was worried at first but my critique for it was actually pretty good.  If I were to reshoot it I'd take the time to set up the shots more carefully actually get the person in full focus.  Needless to say, I rushed through the shoot to get it done.  There was maybe three mishaps in filming this project.  1- finding someone to be generous enough to give me some of their time was a challenge. 2- At first I was going to shoot outside but it was so windy that I felt that the camera would top over if I did shoot there so I had to quickly find a new location.  3- the cord connecting the microphone and the camera got caught on something and broke so i have like 20 minutes of Marissa reading her lines in straight silence.  Luckily, it all relatively worked out in the end.  Thank goodness I got it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen it already, take a look at this &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6951629397402742053&amp;amp;q"&gt;documentary about North Korea&lt;/a&gt;.  The footage is intense and incredibly appalling but very important to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to switch it up alittle.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;a href="http://www.devilducky.com/media/42822/"&gt;Natalie Portman's Gangsta Rap video&lt;/a&gt; from SNL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch.php?v=_AQvqsZFgDY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memoir's of A Geisha - MadTv style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.qeshi.com/"&gt;Qeshi's&lt;/a&gt; music and flash movies.  They're all precious and good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been obsessed with &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm"&gt;Last.fm &lt;/a&gt; I urge you all to join and &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/user/karbonated/"&gt;fill me with your music tastes&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I'll be doing this spring break....&lt;br /&gt;my laundry&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;take photos&lt;br /&gt;print photos&lt;br /&gt;watch movies&lt;br /&gt;work on some spreads in my book for graphic design&lt;br /&gt;potentially work on my website&lt;br /&gt;read&lt;br /&gt;clean out my apartment&lt;br /&gt;hopefully hang out with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need a break though.  I feel burnt out from school. The last time I had a real vacation was three years ago when I went to the philippines and hong kong, it was great but that was also stressful.  I need to get inspired again but I feel that inspiration is getting closer.  I feel it with the inching of spring that's peaking through the chill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114247387158871661?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114247387158871661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114247387158871661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114247387158871661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114247387158871661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/link-to-my-3rd-video-project.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114189902721809189</id><published>2006-03-09T03:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T04:10:27.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've discovered that it is not comfortable wearing my glasses with my &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00001W0DH/103-6389115-9619033?v=glance&amp;n=172282"&gt;Sony MDR-V700DJ&lt;/a&gt; headphones.  It's also not very comfortable wearing them for long periods of time, which I have known for awhile.  After a while when I take off the headphones it feels like my ears physically hurt.  Sometimes I need to take them off slowly or else they'll hurt too much.  Gah. Thats the only thing I hate about these headphones.  I try to avoid it but it's difficult if they're the only headphones I have that shuns external noses, which makes it easier for me to concentrate.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Other than that I love them.  I love the sound quality.  Maybe my head is shaped weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading a section of The Republic of Plato with analysis and notes by John LLewelyn Davies and David James Vaughan.  Interesting stuff.  I've only read the introduction, analysis of Book I, and a little bit of Book I.  Maybe once I get a grip on it I'll blog about it.  It's a pretty good read actually so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114189902721809189?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114189902721809189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114189902721809189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114189902721809189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114189902721809189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-discovered-that-it-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114188946747613592</id><published>2006-03-09T01:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T01:31:07.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/user/karbonated"&gt;My Last.fm profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this site.  I should've joined sooner.  It makes me feel like I'm back in touch somehow instead of getting bogged down and spammed on myspace.  It's nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114188946747613592?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114188946747613592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114188946747613592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114188946747613592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114188946747613592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114186018303623277</id><published>2006-03-08T17:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T17:23:03.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/100669502/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/100669502_86889e81da_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/100669502/"&gt;Mirror_me_1&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tat's me.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114186018303623277?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114186018303623277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114186018303623277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114186018303623277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114186018303623277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/mirror.html' title='Mirror'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114170073296676302</id><published>2006-03-06T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:11:20.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So these statements are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; from or based on this book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0816032130/103-6389115-9619033?v=glance&amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;b class="sans"&gt;Alternative Realities: The Paranormal, the Mystic and the Transcendent in Human Experience&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sans"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0816032130/103-6389115-9619033?v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(1995) by Leonard George.  Lucid dreaming was coined and first noted by &lt;a href="http://www.lucidity.com/vanEeden.html"&gt;Van Eeden&lt;/a&gt; in 1913.  He lists a couple of terms having to do with the quality in degrees of lucid dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Most dreams are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;nonlucid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--the question of whether or not the experience is a dream never arises.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Prelucid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dreams are those in which the dreamer wonders whether or not he or she is dreaming.  Prelucidity can lead to more fully lucid dreams, if the question is answered affirmatively" (George, 158). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malamud (not sure who this is but I googled it and came up with &lt;a href="http://www.spiritwatch.ca/training_for_lucid_awareness.htm"&gt;Judith Malamud&lt;/a&gt;, the link goes to a site called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="Training%20For%20Lucid%20Awareness%20in%20Dreams,%20Fantasy,%20and%20Waking%20Life"&gt;Training For Lucid Awareness in Dreams, Fantasy, and Waking Life&lt;/a&gt;)  named two subtypes of dreams.  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Intellectually lucid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; dreams, the dreamer is aware of the imaginal nature of the experience but finds the content irresistibly compelling... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Experimentally lucid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dreams feature complete awareness of the dream's nature, and an expanded choice of dream actions" (George, 158).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes on to point out tendencies in lucid dreamers  after surveying that 50% of the general population have had them. From studies done in trying to relate lucid dreams personality traits, inteligence and waking imagery, there is a tendency for &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"lucid dreamers to be good at visual tasks such as assembling puzzles, to be higher in HYPNOTIZABILITY, and to be superior in activities requiring balance like walking on a balance beam" (George 158).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucid dreams happen during REM sleep.  They can come about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; in a variety of ways. Lucid dreams can be gained at the onset of a dream, during a progressing dream, during nightmares, or when one notices something is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One key thing to note in training for lucid dreams is &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"creating an expectation that one will have lucid dreams...  Cultivating lucid dreams, it has been suggested, enhances lucid wakefulness" (George, 159).&lt;/span&gt;  He notes that as there are degrees in lucid wakefulness as there are in lucid dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Good refresher.  Everytime I learn something, I tend to forget them so it's nice to relearn these few terms. In my own experience with lucid dreams they always end up making things feel surreal when waking up. I always question my awareness of experiencing dreams that way.  Lately, my dreams have been either crazy with emotion, or so happy that it makes me sad to wake up, sometimes violent, or erotic, or either very adventurous.  Thats how it goes for alot of people though of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if I can relate to the article in being &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"superior in activities requiring balance, like walking on a balance beam" (George, 158).&lt;/span&gt;  I can barely walk down the sidewalk let alone a balance beam.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;yesterday I make packaging concepts for my graphic design book.  I ended up making three. I'm deciding between a regular 81/2 x 11 inches for the page size or 8.5 x 6 inches.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;I was referred the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0445620/"&gt;Paradise Now&lt;/a&gt;.  It's very interesting and well made.  I'll note on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114170073296676302?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114170073296676302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114170073296676302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114170073296676302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114170073296676302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-these-statements-are-only-from-or.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114165608595289255</id><published>2006-03-06T08:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T08:42:23.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have all these books that I've only read parts of and couple that I havent had the chance to read yet.  So later today, I'm going to start trying to regularly look through all these books and do a tiny report of my readings on this blog.  Sound good? I'll do it later today though.  But to let you know of the 1st topic...  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucid Dreams.&lt;/span&gt;..  Everynow and then I look through this book I got from a book sale form the philosophy dept.  It's called &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0816032130/103-6389115-9619033?v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;"Alternative Realities:  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Paranormal, The Mystic and the Transcendant In the Human Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"  by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leonard_George"&gt;Leonard_George. &lt;/a&gt;Every now and then I'll flip though it and last week I flipped through it to find the Lucid Dreams section. More later today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114165608595289255?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114165608595289255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114165608595289255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114165608595289255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114165608595289255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-have-all-these-books-that-ive-only.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114144750552113179</id><published>2006-03-03T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T22:45:05.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think the dream i had last night was by far the worst dream i've had so far this  year.  Seeing the members of my family and extended family who had past away in one dream is too much.  i woke up feeling alot of anxiety on top of what's been happening.  For now though, I've calmed down a bit.  I feel alittle ok now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114144750552113179?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114144750552113179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114144750552113179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114144750552113179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114144750552113179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-think-dream-i-had-last-night-was-by.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114134360955292399</id><published>2006-03-02T17:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T18:15:02.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coolfreeringtones.com/oldies/o94.mid"&gt;polyphonic ringtone version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is the end&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful friend&lt;br /&gt;This is the end&lt;br /&gt;My only friend, the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of our elaborate plans, the end&lt;br /&gt;Of everything that stands, the end&lt;br /&gt;No safety or surprise, the end&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never look into your eyes...again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you picture what will be&lt;br /&gt;So limitless and free&lt;br /&gt;Desperately in need...of some...stranger’s hand&lt;br /&gt;In a...desperate land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a roman...wilderness of pain&lt;br /&gt;And all the children are insane&lt;br /&gt;All the children are insane&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the summer rain, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s danger on the edge of town&lt;br /&gt;Ride the king’s highway, baby&lt;br /&gt;Weird scenes inside the gold mine&lt;br /&gt;Ride the highway west, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride the snake, ride the snake&lt;br /&gt;To the lake, the ancient lake, baby&lt;br /&gt;The snake is long, seven miles&lt;br /&gt;Ride the snake...he’s old, and his skin is cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The west is the best&lt;br /&gt;The west is the best&lt;br /&gt;Get here, and we’ll do the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue bus is callin’ us&lt;br /&gt;The blue bus is callin’ us&lt;br /&gt;Driver, where you taken’ us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on&lt;br /&gt;He took a face from the ancient gallery&lt;br /&gt;And he walked on down the hall&lt;br /&gt;He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he&lt;br /&gt;Paid a visit to his brother, and then he&lt;br /&gt;He walked on down the hall, and&lt;br /&gt;And he came to a door...and he looked inside&lt;br /&gt;Father, yes son, I want to kill you&lt;br /&gt;Mother...i want to...fuck you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’mon baby, take a chance with us&lt;br /&gt;C’mon baby, take a chance with us&lt;br /&gt;C’mon baby, take a chance with us&lt;br /&gt;And meet me at the back of the blue bus&lt;br /&gt;Doin’ a blue rock&lt;br /&gt;On a blue bus&lt;br /&gt;Doin’ a blue rock&lt;br /&gt;C’mon, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful friend&lt;br /&gt;This is the end&lt;br /&gt;My only friend, the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to set you free&lt;br /&gt;But you’ll never follow me&lt;br /&gt;The end of laughter and soft lies&lt;br /&gt;The end of nights we tried to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got hooked to this song because of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apocalypse Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the intro sequence for the film is very good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114134360955292399?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114134360955292399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114134360955292399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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in less than 6 hours.  I probably would've stayed and tried more but I think I really hate it in there.  Even though the process, overall, is alot smoother than doing black and white. But it's also alot smaller, darker and maybe even more brain wrecking than b&amp;amp;w.  I enjoy the fact that I only have to wait for three minutes for a print each time but I think the worst parts about the process is figuring out what the color problem is and how to solve it if it isn't obvious right there at that moment.  The second part of the process I dislike is putting in the dials for the filters.  It's just very hard for me to see is all.  I end us staring at the dials alot longer than I should be just trying to focus my eyes as my feet stand at the edges of of a stool.  It's an experience of lost time...  ahhhhh...  The highlight of tonights printing session is seeing and listening this kid from my class sing to Michael Jackson's Billy Jean playing on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking home I saw a bunch of loud Indian dudes in their pajamas running through the street at 10 o'clock playing football where there is an endless line of parked cars and a couple cars passing through.  They were loud and obnoxious.  Damn college kids. It makes me feel old. It was also 28 degrees out. It's not too bad, but I would assume that in your pajamas it wouldn't be like a cup of tea.  I'm just glad I don't live on that street anymore, or there would be highlighter yellow colored pee hell to pay.  (reference to my experience this weekend in taking a vitamin b supplement and seeing a neon yellow surprise in the toilet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on my way home I saw a dirty sock on the ground in an alley folded up and creased or run over into the shape of a heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114110376407446097?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114110376407446097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114110376407446097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114110376407446097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114110376407446097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-did-some-last-minute-printing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114073297609998098</id><published>2006-02-23T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T03:15:45.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my music video (&lt;a href="http://mediamax.streamload.com/bekaboo/Hosted/PandaPandaPandaSaclolo1.mp4"&gt;click here or right click to save&lt;/a&gt;) for my Video 1 class... Deerhoof's "Panda Panda Panda" ...&lt;br /&gt;the first video for the class was to document something without words or text... It's called "Fragged" (&lt;a href="http://mediamax.streamload.com/bekaboo/Hosted/Saclolo_fragged.mp4"&gt;click here or right click to save&lt;/a&gt;) staring &lt;a href="http://www.samwey.com/"&gt;Sam Wey&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a warning though.... the downloads mite not work.. it was working earlier though.  For these I'm trying out &lt;a href="http://mediamax.streamload.com/"&gt;http://mediamax.streamload.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114073297609998098?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114073297609998098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114073297609998098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114073297609998098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114073297609998098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-music-video-click-here-or-right.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114073099036542474</id><published>2006-02-23T14:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T16:54:14.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i recieved my copy of  The Fairways  &amp;  &lt;a href="http://www.gingham.org/3bi/index_e.htm"&gt;Three Berry Icecream&lt;/a&gt;'s "&lt;a href="http://research.parsons.edu/igor/dogprint/records/record_detail.cfm?record_id=9"&gt;Permanent Vacation&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;and also &lt;a href="http://research.parsons.edu/igor/dogprint/records/record_detail.cfm?record_id=5"&gt;Three Berry Icecream's self titled 7inch vinyl&lt;/a&gt; that contains four songs which there are three songs i have yet to listen to.  So far so good.  cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting thing from seed magazine news.  &lt;a href="http://www.seedmagazine.com/news/2006/02/new_notable_210_216.php"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brokeback Mountain&lt;/i&gt;: Vulture Edition"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Not long ago, Yehuda and Daishik were just two male Griffon vultures in love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting vultures.  Because of this I want to see Brokeback Mountain. Does that sound perverse? Did I even use that word right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up getting a good response to my music video.  I did it on &lt;a href="http://deerhoof.killrockstars.com/"&gt;Deerhoof'&lt;/a&gt;s "&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Deerhoof/_/Panda+Panda+Panda"&gt;Panda Panda Panda&lt;/a&gt;". (&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/deerhoof"&gt;Deerhoof's myspace&lt;/a&gt;).  &lt;a href="http://www.jenniferreeder.com/"&gt;My teacher&lt;/a&gt; was talking about entering all of our videos to this 3min film festival in california, possibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, so far since saturday, I've had nosebleeds everyday.  It sucks.  On tuesday and today it was bleeding out of both nostrils.  I'v started sleeping on the mat I have on the floor to maybe prevent the air coming in right to my face because my bed is right by the window and below the air vent. I blame the air, lack of moisture, and the shifts in weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man if I read my own blog. I'd be incredibly bored by it. I need to do something adventurous.  Like skydiving or ping pong.  I've always wanted to try a pogo stick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114073099036542474?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114073099036542474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114073099036542474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114073099036542474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114073099036542474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-i-recieved-my-copy-of-fairways.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114032596667342562</id><published>2006-02-18T22:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T23:12:46.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah i should've brought canned air with me to the color lab.  I managed to pop out two prints and four or 5 contact sheets in 6 hours.  All of which are covered in dust.  I supposed I could've gone faster but I felt I needed to take my time since it was pretty much my first time printing by myself.  It was ok, besides the dust.  I think I get the hang of it now.  I only wish I didn't have to feel so disoriented in complete darkness.  It was fine when I started because there were people there.  When all the people left, it was just me. Kinda ok, kinda sometimes 'scary'? i guess? not much but jsut a tiny bit.  There was a graduate student there who was playing music earlier for awhile.  It was good stuff. He asked me a few times whether it was bothering me, or if there was anything particular I wanted to hear, and what kind of music I was into. I answered all no, whatever you got is cool, and the usual 'electronic music like aphex twin, dnb, downtempo, rock/indie rock, etc'.  I think he was just excited about having the power to "dj" with his ipod.  It was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more I hate the projects that I have created withing these past two weeks.  It's too short of a time for me to come up with three good projects at the same time.  It's frustrating actually. I know I could do better If I had more time, resources, and friends to use in my projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calling all friends, be in my shitey projects. Sam's in like all my projects.  He needs his own section in my portfolio.  I love it, but I also feel bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114032596667342562?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114032596667342562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114032596667342562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114032596667342562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114032596667342562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/02/ah-i-shouldve-brought-canned-air-with.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114007865528479247</id><published>2006-02-16T02:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T02:30:55.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>apples</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/97863858/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/35/97863858_8d05dbd683_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/97863858/"&gt;DSCF0038_1&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;poke it in the hole&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114007865528479247?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114007865528479247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114007865528479247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114007865528479247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114007865528479247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/02/apples.html' title='apples'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-114007778721823022</id><published>2006-02-16T01:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T02:48:35.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Valentine's day was nice. &lt;br /&gt;On the way to Sam's place on the train I saw the meanest faces carrying long stem roses. I wanted to take a picture, too, but I was in a rush.  There was a man playing jazz clarinet at the blueline jackson station and an old asian man playing violin at the redline side.  Good mix.  In an odd way the mood was just alittle bit lighter than when nomally on the train.  More than usual, there were people talking to strangers asking about their gifts or who they were giving their gifts too.  Its weird expecially since it's a Hallmart holiday, if I'm not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.steppenwolf.org/boxoffice/productions/index.aspx?id=335"&gt;"After the Quake"&lt;/a&gt; at the Steppenwolf Theatre. The play was adapted from 2 short stories by Haruki Murakami's "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0375713271/ref=ed_oe_p/103-1867232-1003008?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;After the Quake".&lt;/a&gt;  One of them is "Honeypie" and the other "Super-Frog Saves Tokyo".  I really enjoyed it.  I was alittle nervous at first because we heard that they relied alot on narration, not unlike &lt;a href="http://www.tonytakitani.com/"&gt;"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tonytakitani.com/"&gt;Tony Takitani"&lt;/a&gt; which was a short story by Murakami adapted to film.  They rely on narration in different ways though I think.  I can't help but wonder if there are ways to adapt Murakami's stories without relying on narration.  In the play they could have cut down on some of it. His words are beautiful and its seems the best way for these directors to adapt them is to just use them.  Who knows if there are better ways.  The sets, the costumes, and the lighting were all fine and simplistic.  It worked really well.  They managed to use a small space, set, and light was used nicely.  They made the space into so many places with just the set wall, a table, and a couple of chairs.  I was impressed by that.  The music was nice as well.  They played some songs that we recognized by what was mentioned in Murakami books like The Beatles' "Nowegian Wood".  It was nice.  very nice.  everything is nice.  The only thing I wasn't really impressed about was the acting of the lead lady.  It was easy to see that she was mostly just hitting her lines.  It just seemed awkward but didn't really affect my enjoying the story itself.  The other actors were good.  Overall, great play. If you get the chance, go see it.  It made for an enjoyable night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last entry I have gotten 2 disks from netflix.  The Chris Cunningham works are great of course, and did inspire alittle.  The 2nd movie I rented was "Raising Victor Vargas" which I had already seen, still a great movie though.  I rented it because I might be using a scene from it for my video class were its just to copy a scene from a movie.  Should be fun, if I could find a few brave souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been busy still, and it shows on my face. Stupid acne.  Stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend a couple of us watched "&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/underworldevolution/"&gt;Underworld Evolution&lt;/a&gt;" It was action packed, contained softcore pron, and cool cg.  It was, overal, an entertaining movie. The actors are extremely good looking, too, which helps in the softcore pron scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we went to Chipoltle for tacos than met up with the rest of the group at the Rock n Roll McDonalds. It was the first time for me to go there.  It was impressed by how much design was taken into account.  As the interior furniture goes, it had alot of recognizable chairs of Le Corbusier &lt;a href="http://www.classics-and-beyond.com/images/pics%20armchairs/745.jpg"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/unbeige/original/barcelona-chair.jpg"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;.  There was alot a back hallway with various mini themed lounge sections.  It was very clashy but it was fun, simply for the fact that it's a McDonalds.  There was this very tempting desert counter.  Sam and I had some of the tiramisu gellato and a mocha.  It was realy good at the time.  Till a hour or two later that was.  After that, all I can say is that there was pain, struggle, and intensity that resulted in a unique bonding experience that ended up at a UIC bathroom.  Good thing I can think quick when it really counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advice for the dairy sensitive peoples particularly most/some asians...&lt;br /&gt;tacos + mocha + tiramisu gellato = temporary bliss = painful diarrhea.  I keep asking myself, was it worth it?  Was that meal really worth the pain, struggle, and intensity? I am still not sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-114007778721823022?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/114007778721823022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=114007778721823022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114007778721823022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/114007778721823022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day-was-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113933694517091216</id><published>2006-02-07T12:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T12:29:05.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided to take the plunge and pay 9.99 a month for netflix.  I think it's a good deal and I actually feel excited about it.  About being able to sit around more and waste precious time to watch films to keep me cultured.  heh.  Well, the first disc I have coming for my first free trial is '&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0386123/"&gt;The Work of Director Chris Cunningham&lt;/a&gt;" (2003).  Ah.  I can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend Sam and I saw &lt;a href="http://www.munichmovie.com/splash.html"&gt;Munich.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great movie.  It felt so good to see a well made film.  The fact that the topic is incredibly interesting and relevant is also a big plus.  I will refrain from boasting about this film since I'll be writing a paper on it for my Moving Image Arts class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far the school year has been busy and good.  I just hope I can keep up. &lt;br /&gt;I picked up two small jobs, one to do a cd cover and another to do someone's poster and dvd.  I'll post them here.  Even if they're terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113933694517091216?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113933694517091216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113933694517091216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113933694517091216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113933694517091216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/02/ive-decided-to-take-plunge-and-pay-9.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113704491843720525</id><published>2006-01-11T23:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T23:48:38.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>pacman/ms pacman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/79590909/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/79590909_58092e4593_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/79590909/"&gt;12-27-05_1659&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pray, do tell, miss pacman. Are you Ms Pacman or Pacman in drag?&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113704491843720525?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113704491843720525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113704491843720525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113704491843720525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113704491843720525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/01/pacmanms-pacman.html' title='pacman/ms pacman'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113703740723848271</id><published>2006-01-11T21:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T21:43:29.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.minotaurshock.com/"&gt;minotaur shock &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's tis gorgeous. i love it when i hear music that makes me want to ride carousels and walk with rollerskates down the sidewalk.  Of course, I makes me want to, but as now I know of no carousels in chicago and I don't own rollerskates to walk with.  I used to though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nearing the end of my 1st week of school. I'm extremely excited about this semester.  All of my classes feel like they're really going to be fun and creative ones (even my english class where the final is a video project).  This semester I'm taking Graphic Design 3, Color Photography, Video I, and an english course titled Intro to Moving Image Arts. All of which I'm excited about.  Mostly though, I'm amped up about Graphic Design 3 and Video I. For me, it feels good to get back to school, I feel productive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I saw "&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/memoirsofageisha/"&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;/a&gt;"  At first I was a little worried about it but it turned out to be a pretty good movie.  It was a pretty movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113703740723848271?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113703740723848271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113703740723848271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113703740723848271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113703740723848271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2006/01/minotaur-shock-its-tis-gorgeous.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113583589278016975</id><published>2005-12-28T15:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:02:39.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah finally back from the burbs.  I feel freedom again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, sam and I went to the Art Institute.  There was alot more people than I expected.  It was good for the most part.  All I wanted to see was the photography exhibit really.  It was pretty good.  After that we wondered around looking for places to sit so sam could sketch.  After he found a place I would wander around.  It was a good wandering around too.  I managed to count maybe 5 people with mohawks and semi-hawks, and maybe 5 or 6 Asian men with glasses and sexy digital slr's.  There were the usual classic paintings and scultures of course as well.  One thing I enjoyed that I took some surprise to was the industrial design area with various furniture from the likes of Ero Saarinen, Frank Loyd Wright, and Charles Eames to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother gave me a bag of Swedish Fish and the "&lt;a href="http://www.nausicaa.net/miyazaki/grave/"&gt;Grave of the Fireflies&lt;/a&gt;" dvd.  Both are excellent  but I looked on the back of the Swedish Fish package and it says, "MADE IN CANADA."  I was surprised to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the past two weeks I have been back and forth from the suburbs and the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I got flashed by a white chick at Columbia College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met my baby nephew, Benedict.  very chubby.  Lots of skin folding on top of skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Recieved a free album of "&lt;a href="http://fat-cat.co.uk/fatcat/release.php?id=172"&gt;The Feels&lt;/a&gt;" from an email newsletter &lt;a href="http://www.lostateminor.com/"&gt;Lost at E Minor &lt;/a&gt;   (which was the second thing I've won this year, and in my whole life on public grounds. First thing I've ever legitimately won was the movie tickets to see Ozu's "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0046438/?fr=c2l0ZT1kZnx0dD0xfGZiPXV8cG49MHxrdz0xfHE9dG9reW8gc3Rvcnl8ZnQ9MXxteD0yMHxsbT01MDB8Y289MXxodG1sPTF8bm09MQ__;fc=1;ft=21;fm=1"&gt;Tokyo Story&lt;/a&gt;" from &lt;a href="http://flavorpill.net/index.jsp"&gt;Flavorpill&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Attended a nice lecture featuring the CEO of &lt;a href="http://www.buzzmg.com/index.html"&gt;Buzz&lt;/a&gt; and the man behind &lt;a href="http://www.nopattern.com/"&gt;NO PATTERN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Saw a movie called "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0368909/"&gt;Ong Bak&lt;/a&gt;" where there's a car chase scene, not with your nomal cars, but  with 3 wheeled mini taxis.  In the Philippines, they have these three wheeled type taxi cars there but I'm not sure what they're called.  They do have these silver mini busses that they call Jeepies which they overdecorate to attract customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-getting nervous about my financial and educational situation.  Decisions decisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My sleeping schedule is way off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Since my sleeping schedule is off alot more, my dreams have been getting even more progressively intense or just more vivid somehow.  Most of the time I feel as if I'm in no rush in my dreams...which reflects the mood most of the time when in my room at my mom's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The last couple of dreams it seemed like certain friends who I've been wanting to see pop in my dreams.  There were these conversations I had with one of my friends in a dream that made me nervous after I woke up.  If i had the guts I would like to very much tell them what they've told me in my dreams to see if there was any value to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One dream I had I was at my friend's dark apartment sitting on the bare floor facing the window at night and watched the sky change colors as the sun came up. I wish I remembered all the words that were exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The other night I had a dream where near the end I was trying to stop these jewelry thieves and started shooting at them with a gun that fell to the ground as I hid behind the jewelry counter in a mall.  Naturally, even in my dreams, my accuracy was terrible and I missed every single one of my targets. The thieves jumped over the counter and as one of them was trying to pin me down to rape me my partner, a tall dark haired man sharply dressed in black, came to my rescue with his accurately aimed gun directed towards the bad guys.  It was a long dream, but this was one of the exciting parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Another dream I had, I was searching through an unknown beautiful modern designed villa with the glows of an ambient sun flooding in through the glass walls when all of a sudden I was hearing my mom's voice echoing and yelling at me.  When I woke up I realized that my mom was yelling at me outside my bedroom for me to wake up for an eye doctor appointment.  Unfortunately, I missed it due to my REM sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113583589278016975?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113583589278016975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113583589278016975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113583589278016975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113583589278016975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/12/ah-finally-back-from-burbs.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113399380235468172</id><published>2005-12-07T16:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T16:16:42.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UniversPoster1_1a9_Final_1_b&amp;w-ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/71019301/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/18/71019301_7bad723183_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/71019301/"&gt;UniversPoster1_1a9_Final_1_b&amp;amp;w-ish&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;same only black and white ish.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113399380235468172?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113399380235468172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113399380235468172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113399380235468172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113399380235468172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/12/universposter11a9final1bw-ish.html' title='UniversPoster1_1a9_Final_1_b&amp;w-ish'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113399376837164327</id><published>2005-12-07T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T16:16:08.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UniversPoster1_1a9_Final_1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/71015775/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/20/71015775_7fa36b2148_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/71015775/"&gt;UniversPoster1_1a9_Final_1&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the poster for the Univers typeface by Adrian Frutiger i made for my typography class. There are a few things i still need to fix. -the numbers for example still need to be corrected. im too much of a novice.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113399376837164327?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113399376837164327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113399376837164327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113399376837164327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113399376837164327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/12/universposter11a9final1.html' title='UniversPoster1_1a9_Final_1'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113398557345887914</id><published>2005-12-07T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T13:59:33.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My finals are done.  It's quite a relief.   Now, maybe, I can have my life back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is freakin cold.  I feel the chills even below the many layers I piled on.  My window sill had some frost and melted frost on the edges.  Even with three pairs of socks on in my apartment, my feel are still cold.  WHYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned in my graphic design project.  I celebrated with a grand meal of instant pansit, a can of sardines, and mug of warm green tea.  For me, this was the first "cooked" meal I'd made for myself in a long while.  Previously I'd just eat dry ramen, random non parishables, microwavables, or on rare occassions I'd buy food.  Tomorrow I plan to finally do my laundry and clean the apartment.  I can't wait.  I'm in dire need of clean clothes.  For the past three weeks I'd been waiting to after finals to do my chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was very cold but also very pleasant.  The morning had a bitter breeze (though not as bitter as today's) but the sun was out uncovered by clouds.  Tiny snow flurries were falling like powder decor.  The light from the sun made these flurries sparkle as they fell.  I felt like kid trying to stay in the sun just to see them the light reflect off of them.  Yesterday was also good because I was able to check if these boots I have are really necessary to wear.  It turns out that they really are. They keep my feet from not freezing and they've prevented a couple of potential slips and falls on ice.  The problem is that they're terribly uncomfortable.  If I try to walk fast than my ankles get tired after awhile from carrying my feet.  It feels like there's an edge jamming on the front of my ankles everytime I bend my foot.  My two first toes on both feel also feel like they've got an uneasy pressure between them when I bend my toes.  Luckily, I won't have to bear with these boots for too long.  My Mom was very kind to buy me a new pair from the mall and most likely were on sale.  She knows her stuff when it comes to shopping though, so I trust she won't make my feet suffer and look like fools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea I forgot to mention before that I saw &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.ozuyasujiro.com/"&gt;Yasujiro Ozu'&lt;/a&gt;s &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.criterionco.com/asp/release.asp?id=217"&gt;Tokyo Story&lt;/a&gt; at the Gene Siskel Film Center.  I won the tickets for free from one of my favorite email newsletters, Flavorpill.  I highly reccomend the movie.  I enjoyed far more than I thought I would.  I actually ended up tearing up a little near the end.  I felt kinda dumb doing that at the theatre, especially because there was an old Japanese couple sitting next to me.  It's one of the best movies I've seen for sure though, and for me that was unexpected.  Ah, I want to see it again.  There are things I'd like to look at closer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing it, I felt like I really missed my family.  I felt like I wished my Grandpas were alive and that my Grandmas were so far away.  In the end, I felt ashamed of how I am as a daughter and granddaughter, but with some things it can't be helped.  I'm here after all studying just doing what I need to do for now.  I know for sure, later on, I'll try to contribute more to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing, I got a haircut a week ago.  Alot of people like it luckily.  When I got it,  I wasn't too concerned about it.  I was more mentally occupied with final projects rather than my hair.  One of my friend's friend works in a vidal sassoon salon and needed a hair model, so the cut was free.  All I had to do was show up and give her a 2-3 hours of my time.  It was well worth it I'd say.  The hair stylist was very cute so I felt okay with her.  I trusted head to her and she churned out a cute cut.  It's alot shorter than it was before, which is probably a big change.  Even though I like it a whole lot, it still isn't something that I am actually concerned about.  It's really nice though, being able to feel okay with whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if anyone in the chicago area has a couple of hours to spare and hair that needs a cut than let me know because the girl who cut my hair still needs hair models.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and on the &lt;a href="http://www.designobserver.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Design Observe&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/a&gt; blog, I thought&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.designobserver.com/archives/008942.html#more"&gt;this entry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was really cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113398557345887914?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113398557345887914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113398557345887914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113398557345887914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113398557345887914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-finals-are-done.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113376135530211718</id><published>2005-12-04T23:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T00:20:24.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was/is my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treated it like any normal day to be perfectly honest, with the exception of a very lovely late night/early morning visitation. For a meal I had these microwavable vegatable filled egg roll things. For lunch today, I had dry ramen and skyflake crackers... I didn't feel like leaving my position to make a meal for myself. I was involved in an article I had to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy couple of weeks and I'll be sure to write up on that stuff later. Thank you to those who granted me good wishes on my birthday and good luck on my finals. I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, I went out to see the live action &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.aeonflux.com/"&gt;Aeon Flux &lt;/a&gt;movie. It was amazing, Great style, architecture, cinematography, design, action. i loved it. I think I found Sam and I gauking at the screen. Ah, I want to see it again. I dont think there was one ugly shot in that film. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, I took the train home. At the train stop I remember seeing the same evangelist preacher guy I had seen earlier, still preaching. There were a couple people getting openly annoyed with it. I was reading El Lissitsky's article on Typography and found it hard to concentrate sometimes. My head was filled with the preacher guy's yabbering, aeon flux action, boy(s), and graphic design. I wish I was more focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my bday, Sam got me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0802136885/102-0035240-4662566?v=glance&amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Night A DJ Saved My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: The History of the Disc Jockey&lt;/span&gt; by Bill Brewster and Frank Broughton.  I can't wait to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one test on tueday and a project to turn in on wednesday. After that, I'll be on vacation. I have to decide how to divide my time. I need to work on making my portfolio better but I'm also considering trying to makin some dough some how. either part time job somewhere or take a stab at some design work. Not sure really.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Thursday, started out good, but turned ugly when I accidentally cut my finger while cutting paper with a ruler and xacto knife. I hate xacto knives, and yet I need them so much for my graphic design classes. I had cut myself before once and I thought it bled alot than. This time it felf like it bled and hurt for he whole afternoon. I went to the bathroom right after I saw that my hand accidentally slipped and washed the cut out a little. The blood came out like tears. After a minute or two I felt dizzy, felt a wave a sweat come over body and my sight was beginning to have the overall tints of black. Leaning against the wall, I plopped to the floor while someone asked if I was ok. I said I was ok and she left. Another person came in and asked the same thing, I told her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cut my finger with a stupid fucking xacto knife&lt;/span&gt; and she suggested I spash water on my face. I said thanks and she left right away. By than, my sight felt like it was back to normal and and once I spashed water on my face I felt alittle better. I ended up stumbling back to the table I was working at and called Sam to comfort me. I'm such a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had to go get shots or my blood drawn in highschool and jr high, I would react the same way and almost faint. There was a couple of times where I'd feel faint and the doctor had to cary me to the bed or I had to be layed down and fanned. Most of the time I'd faint because I hadn't had anything to eat before getting a shot or blood drawn, but that was due to the doctor's instructions. I remember one time I had felt faint and my mom stuffed a peppermint hard candy in my mouth and it actually made me feel better. This time though, there was no peppermint candy, or any food around. I asked for a bandaid from the guy that workede in the graphic design lab. It was immediately soaked and rendered useless just after putting it on. When I got home I wrapped two paper towels around my finger. It was sick looking I must say. The thing that pisses me off, is that it was just a finger. It hurt so much I felt depressed and started to tear up alittle. argh! It's just a finger, I didn't break any bones, get in a fight, and I didnt catch a disease. I just cut my finger. It made me feel pathetic. Of course, it's okay now. Still ugly as a mug, but its ok. ah so clumsy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113376135530211718?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113376135530211718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113376135530211718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113376135530211718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113376135530211718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-wasis-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113333961169008620</id><published>2005-11-30T02:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T02:33:31.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sammo_Bareish_3a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/68589023/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/6/68589023_935dd57510_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/68589023/"&gt;Sammo_Bareish_3a&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;these photos are of sam (www.samwey.com) for my photo 2 final.  I like the photos, but the experimenting part felt like they were done purely because it was an experimental photo class. Some of them turned out ok. Others, I would've liked to just have printed the single images themselves.  This one in particular is one of the more successful manipulated images because you can't really tell that there are two images on top of one another creating a more expressionistic tone.  i gues..&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113333961169008620?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113333961169008620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113333961169008620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113333961169008620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113333961169008620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/sammobareish3a.html' title='Sammo_Bareish_3a'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113333940983896321</id><published>2005-11-30T02:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T02:30:09.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sammo_Vent2jpg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/68588546/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/20/68588546_7c17ebabdd_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/68588546/"&gt;Sammo_Vent2jpg&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113333940983896321?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113333940983896321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113333940983896321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113333940983896321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113333940983896321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/sammovent2jpg.html' title='Sammo_Vent2jpg'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113333938133853707</id><published>2005-11-30T02:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T02:29:41.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sammo_BrickWall_5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/68589863/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/12/68589863_a98d825773_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/68589863/"&gt;Sammo_BrickWall_5&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113333938133853707?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113333938133853707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113333938133853707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113333938133853707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113333938133853707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/sammobrickwall5.html' title='Sammo_BrickWall_5'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113333936254348424</id><published>2005-11-30T02:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T02:29:22.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sammo_Wall_3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/68590343/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/15/68590343_332b41849b_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/68590343/"&gt;Sammo_Wall_3&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113333936254348424?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113333936254348424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113333936254348424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113333936254348424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113333936254348424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/sammowall3.html' title='Sammo_Wall_3'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113264207514938119</id><published>2005-11-22T00:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T00:47:55.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yoda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/65720362/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/65720362_db2fe56874_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/65720362/"&gt;DSCF0013_1&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;chinatown. sam n i saw this on our way to eat delicious pho. oh pho. :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113264207514938119?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113264207514938119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113264207514938119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113264207514938119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113264207514938119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/yoda.html' title='yoda'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113193596702266984</id><published>2005-11-13T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T20:43:42.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How could i forget.  I have recently acquired some new music i'd like to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00000I9DE/103-8566459-6738257?v=glance"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00000I9DE.01._PE8_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B0009VI5QQ/103-8566459-6738257"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0009VI5QQ.01._PE12_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0007GAEK8/103-8566459-6738257?v=glance"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0007GAEK8.01._PE18_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artistdirect.com/nad/store/artist/album/0,,3438586,00.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.artistdirect.com/Images/Sources/AMGCOVERS/music/cover200/drh000/h043/h04325hxizh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/record-reviews/w/white-stripes/get-behind-me-satan.shtml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/record-reviews/images/w/white-stripes/get-behind-me-satan.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0006U4UAU/103-8566459-6738257?v=glance"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0006U4UAU.01._PE12_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00005JDMT/103-8566459-6738257?v=glance"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00005JDMT.01._PE7_SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00005JDMT/103-8566459-6738257?v=glance"&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Susumu Yokota's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;susumu style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grinning Cat&lt;/susumu&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh i have accquired so much music.  by various means.  waaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok .. teh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dj Krush&lt;/span&gt; &amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Toshinori Kondo's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ki-Oku&lt;/span&gt; is very insanely good. I saw this when I was at virgin, I'd never heard or seen this before and knew I probably wouldn't see it again so i purchased it. Toshinori Kondo plays the trumpet, and according to the back cover, has worked with Herbie Hancock, Henry Kaiser, and Ryuchi Sakamoto to name a few..there's more listed but yea im lazy. I was immediately sold by than. A guy who's worked with Herbie Hancock to Dj Krush would get me sold any day, I think. It's a lovely album though. I think I had a mental orgazm to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aphrodite's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Overdrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,,,I havent had the chance to get a close enough listen yet. but so far, pretty damn good... Some tracks on there though are PUre gems. I need to listen to it as a whole to make an edumakated rating though. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sound Tribe Sector 9&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Artifact &lt;/span&gt;I thought was a nice found surprise. Chill beats, downtempo with lots nice sounding perks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ultimate Samba Collection&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;seems it's filled with really beautiful sounding music. I just hope i dont get sick of samba.  which i doubt i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lcd SoundSystem &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is alot of fun.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The White Stripes' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Behind Me Satan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i liked immediately. I'd have to call this year my "Year of the White Stripes". I listen to them everyday almost. Its addicting really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Susumu Yokota&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Grinning Cat &lt;/span&gt;is another nice surprise. I find it also containing extremely beautiful music...nice ambience..there's something pretty raw that I find very attractive in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhok. das it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113193596702266984?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113193596702266984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113193596702266984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113193596702266984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113193596702266984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-could-i-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113192674553563800</id><published>2005-11-13T17:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T18:08:05.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0058625/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/29/37/20m.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0089881/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/27/47/98m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/80/96/40m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the week I watched, in parts,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sun no onna&lt;/span&gt; (1964) directed by Hiroshi Teshigahara. It has this creepy scary music sounds and it'd make me uneasy because i'd be like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah what are they gonna do&lt;/span&gt;. I thought it was a very interesting story but otherwise scary but not in the traditional sense. Out in the desert country a teacher looks for bugs and ends up being trapped like a dog by the villagers with a woman who's only so willing to keep him with her. ahhh scary women/villager tales. There's alot of really beautiful and interesting shots in this film. Some of the closeups look realy georgous and the relationship between the man and woman seems to be quite complex.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I got a rose, and saw Disney's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Chicken Little&lt;/span&gt;. The movie felt overbearing at some parts, particularly the over clouding of music and video montages that seem to go on longer than they should have. The rest was good, cute, and entertaining. The main issue it seems is that its like the film is kinda like 2 parts, the cohesiveness isn't complete. They character animations were very nice though. Their faces, fur, feathers, animation was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched part of Akira Kurosawa's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(1985)&lt;br /&gt;Today I finished the 2nd part. It's a really interesting movie. I liked it a lot. The story, so good. I love the idea of an old war lord being faced directly with his failure and truly feeling the effects of lies, deceit, betrayal, and unadulterated truth. Its madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Lately I've been heavily depressed about school. I've avoided doing homework so far for that reason. Of course, I will start soon, its just that I really feel burnt out. I'm running out of good ideas and I'm in desparate need of good exercise and relaxing sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally figured out what to do for my photo final. god damnit I so ready to be done with this semester. I'm getting pretty sick of the same routine, the classes, the teachers, the people, the work... It's wearing me down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113192674553563800?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113192674553563800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113192674553563800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113192674553563800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113192674553563800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/during-week-i-watched-in-parts-sun-no.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113185078426615612</id><published>2005-11-12T20:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T20:59:44.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DSCF0003a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/62644230/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/62644230_8ad2ab411d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/62644230/"&gt;DSCF0003a&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:D&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113185078426615612?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113185078426615612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113185078426615612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113185078426615612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113185078426615612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/dscf0003a.html' title='DSCF0003a'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113169282180500695</id><published>2005-11-11T01:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:07:01.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DSCF0009_a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/62085348/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/62085348_3d7429d7b8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/62085348/"&gt;DSCF0009_a&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;teh rooster. my history of design teacher gave some things from his mini museum of contemp. art to people who went to class early.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113169282180500695?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113169282180500695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113169282180500695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113169282180500695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113169282180500695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/dscf0009a.html' title='DSCF0009_a'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113167647467679439</id><published>2005-11-10T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T20:34:34.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>displacement_flat_1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/61717030/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/61717030_db136240bf_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/61717030/"&gt;displacement_flat_1&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Poster done for Photo2. It was supposed to be a type of propaganda poster, open subject matter. But this ended up just being a sort of statement, which my teacher said was fine.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113167647467679439?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113167647467679439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113167647467679439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113167647467679439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113167647467679439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/displacementflat1.html' title='displacement_flat_1'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113167636610015205</id><published>2005-11-10T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T02:03:04.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... This school is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;This semester the only required class I can take is graphic design. Tomorrow I'm going to try to get departmental approval for color photography. I don't know why I need to get departmental approval though. I've already finished the 1st year program and color theory. I'm also taking two English courses to fulfill an English minor. One is Introduction to the Moving Image, which looks at images that move, mostly on screens I'd assume. I met the teacher for this course once with my poetry class at Jack's Tap, end of the year thing. He was friends with my poetry teacher at the time, &lt;a href="http://www.simonemuench.com/"&gt;Simone Muench&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm in Graphic Design 2 with Burton. He's filled with lots of neat stories and excellent as a teacher overall. But I hate the fact that I have to wait till the end or past the end of class time to talk with him. I see him spend enormous amounts of time helping other students and when he comes to me, it's like 1-3 minutes tops. The other day I felt clueless on how to do something, figured it out by the end of class and he comes around looks at what I have and says that, "yea u know what you're doing." and walks away. Which is fine. I usually like working independently, except it's frustrating that when I do want to talk with him he's always talking with other people. Needless to say I find him inaccessible for the most part, but I know he tried. I still like him as a teacher, but just wish he'd help me more. Most of the time I'm wrecking my brain not knowing if I'm doing anything right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was thinking about the superficial things about some of my teachers. One thing was that there was a couple of times my graphic design teacher will mention that he's famous in the industry, which is true from what I've seen. Good for him. But the other day he was talking about how my history of design teacher, Victor Margolin, was also famous and a lot more famous than he was actually. I find myself at a loss with this. Yesterday, I felt bent out of shape thinking, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm paying my tuition trying to learn about graphic design and today all I heard was my teacher comparing who was more famous, he or Margolin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; This is pathetic. &lt;/span&gt;Those were amusing thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had my history of design class. My teacher, &lt;a href="http://tigger.uic.edu/%7Evictor/"&gt;Victor Margolin&lt;/a&gt;, has a mini Museum of Contemporary Art in his office and he brought some to give away to students who went to class early. I got a little rooster. It's pretty fitting that I picked out a chicken rooster thing randomly too. :) If onlyl I had two than I could have a mock chicken fight and attach blades to their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel jipped. I really like Margolin and I wish I hadn't taken history of design 2 last semester. I didn't know that Margolin wasn't the one teaching it. I mean. Last semester, I got A's, but right now I feel like I'm learning so much from Margolin's lectures. I can't wait till he finished his World History of Design book, which will be in like 4-5 years. Today we learned a little bit about the Russian Constructivist Movement, which is something I've wanted to look up more about for sometime. It was cool stuff. After class though, the headache I had came back. I went back to my apartment, watched some anime, and than took a 3 hour nap. That nap was amazing. I also had the kinkiest dream I had in a while. Twas nice, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113167636610015205?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113167636610015205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113167636610015205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113167636610015205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113167636610015205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113143664727285877</id><published>2005-11-08T01:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T01:57:27.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.humanupgrades.com/"&gt;Human Upgrades&lt;/a&gt;  SO WEIRD!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113143664727285877?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113143664727285877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113143664727285877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113143664727285877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113143664727285877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/human-upgrades-so-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113096900502212675</id><published>2005-11-02T16:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T16:03:45.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;3 &lt;a href="https://addons.mozilla.org/extensions/moreinfo.php?application=firefox&amp;amp;id=1269"&gt;fasterfox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113096900502212675?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113096900502212675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113096900502212675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113096900502212675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113096900502212675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-3-fasterfox.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113086611725417727</id><published>2005-11-01T11:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T11:34:35.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i looked in my coin purse form the philippines and felt that it felt heavier than what i remembered. I opened the pouch and found coins that I had saved from different countries.&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple philippine pesos, some canadian coin dollars and other coins, some italian lire coins, and a bunch of hong kong cents. They're an attractive bunch of coins. Some look better than others of course. The most interesting shapes of coins that i have are form Hong Kong and maybe one or two from Italy. The most attractive coins I have are from Hong Kong..but the lire has some elegant qualities to them... One day i want to go to Switzerland and get a hold of their money,,soo cool how they have design competitions for their paper money.  Another place I'd like to  acquire attractive money is Australia, i mean, plastic with a clear part and a hologram. so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to class late cuase i overslept. i felt kinda sick. It's kinda weird...the past couple of das i've felt that my chest(ribs) and my throat hurt when I move or touch them, but i dont feel physically sick. Well, today i felt more sick i guess. I felt like i couldnt wake up fully, my throat felt soar, and I started coughing alittle. AH i hate approaching sickness.. It took me so long to get over my last cold/cough spell too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for photo we have a new assignment to make a propaganda poster for ourselve, "how do you respond to yourself." In a way i felt like I already did it with my last project, not completely though. The substitute/melanie showed us photos of Barbara Kreuger's work, who i feel quite familiar with by now. Its a nice little project, but the only thing is that i'm sick of doing self portrait type stuff. I feel like I can't get away from me as a subject matter. I want to move away from me in my work and yet put my touch to it. ahh.. im sick of me.. How many self portraits can one stand to do? granted I've done a few in different forms and mediums to make them interesting, but ahh still. im sick of it. I feel like my mind is drifting to political issues, culture, and society. I need to think what direction to take if i want to move away from the self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...next week the new jimmy johns by my apt. opens.  i'm a tiny bit excited because i like it alott better than subway or pot bellys.  And I'm rather sick of frozen food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113086611725417727?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113086611725417727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113086611725417727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113086611725417727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113086611725417727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-looked-in-my-coin-purse-form.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113083289446032627</id><published>2005-11-01T01:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T02:14:54.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... after photo class someone asked, "you know those times when you're in class and you're so tired and  you feel like you just want to puke?"&lt;br /&gt;I replied yes.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, that's how you looked in class today."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Thanks. Thanks alot."&lt;br /&gt;...Than i proceeded to leave in the same sickly fashion that i entered the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, i've been getting lots of random phone calls from people who i have not talked to in years calling me by mistake.  They're always trying to call a different Rebecca. That makes me feel loved.  The name, Rebecca, is so insanely common. I should change it so that people won't call and mistaken me for another Rebecca, than i'll really feel the love.  (jkjkjk, i really don't care actually, i kinda liked hearing from random people after so long, even if by mistake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend there was another sexy party (as you can see from the posted photos). it was nice and it was also madness. Not on my part, but man.  It's been so long since I had a gay man's hotness rubbed up against me. hehehehehe.  John touched me knickers.  This guy was the life of the party, with the men and women.  These two girls were giving lapdances to a select few, unfortunately I didnt get one.  I seem to only ever get lapdance type dances form men anyway.  Odd night for some parts.  When i was trying to sleep that night I couldnt because below on the bunkbed were two people doing  a deed involving fingers and moaning.  I felt slightly traumatized and unable to sleep so i left the room as they proceeded......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we wernt to a club. an asian club. (unfortunately).  I thought nikki said it was a good club but i didnt catch the obvious sarcasm in her voice.  It wasn't so bad though. It's just not my thing.  BUT i did see my old boyfriend there which was a pleasant surprise.  He looks great,  doing well, and has a cute girlfriend.  I felt very very very happy for him.  It felt so nostalgic to see him in a dark room with blasting music and dancing.  Quite fitting for a reunion of sorts.  I remember going to rave parties with him was insanely fun creating many fond memories.  Ah those were the days.  I feel so old now.  i mean, im not of course im only 21, but i've grown in so much in different ways.  its nice being young i think, but the possible clarity and experience you get when you grow is something i think i value more than youth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired. nite. enough thinking for today. more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113083289446032627?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113083289446032627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113083289446032627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113083289446032627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113083289446032627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113074477523778453</id><published>2005-10-31T01:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T01:46:15.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture(9)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/57943857/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/57943857_c668963cd2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/57943857/"&gt;Picture(9)&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;sexy party pic #3&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113074477523778453?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113074477523778453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113074477523778453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113074477523778453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113074477523778453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/picture9.html' title='Picture(9)'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113074470287535613</id><published>2005-10-31T01:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T01:45:02.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture(6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/57943856/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/33/57943856_add2412ae9_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/57943856/"&gt;Picture(6)&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;sexy party pic #2.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113074470287535613?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113074470287535613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113074470287535613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113074470287535613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113074470287535613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/picture6.html' title='Picture(6)'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113074461813694599</id><published>2005-10-31T01:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T01:43:38.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture(5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/57943855/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/57943855_a3ef124428_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/57943855/"&gt;Picture(5)&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;sexy party anyone?&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113074461813694599?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113074461813694599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113074461813694599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113074461813694599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113074461813694599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/picture5_31.html' title='Picture(5)'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113044487696842552</id><published>2005-10-27T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T15:40:25.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why can't i shower wen i need to shower the most! argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My landlord was supposed to come on tuesday to fix our tub but instead came today - 2 days after they said they'd come. If only I had known before. I want to feel clean damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a history of design test. I think I did terrible on it. I didn't get to dedicate as much time to studying as Id wanted to. The specifics are always hard for me to remember, but I do remember the concepts and such. The true and false sections were brutal. there was so much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I do enjoy learning about deisn, a part of me feels overwhelmed by this design curriculum. when i feel overwhelmed i feel this sense of blindless, a wall between me and where i need to reach.  if i could just climb over it than maybe i'd feel nomal again.  I haven't felt like my usual self lately.  I must be tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My photo critique for this experimental project didn't go that well or that bad, i think.  For sure I know that I crammed too much thought into this project and therefore cramed too many elements into one photo. damn me! i over think things so much and than end up wishing i was one of those mindless thinkers that make amazing things. I'm definitely trying to work on how to organize my thoughts for projects now.  I can't have this over clamming happen again. It drives me crazy.  I loved the fact though that I did put alot into it, but again, it was too much.  pooo.  "i suck at life."   I guess for the critique I probably should've said what I was trying to show or say with the pieces but my mind went blank and I'd left my 3 pages of notes about my intentions of it at home...in all though i was just exhausted.  oh well. at least there were some things i gained from this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artcoup.com/movie.html"&gt;Boogie&lt;/a&gt; -photographer go here. Boogie's photography is insanely good.&lt;br /&gt;At first i though it was &lt;a href="http://www.photoloco.com/"&gt;Robert Yager&lt;/a&gt;'s site because of the gang photography, but no, 2 different people. i think i spent the past hour going through Boogie's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I figured out what I wanted to do for my birthday this year (which is on december 4th, so not for a long while, but doesnt hurt to fantasize on plans , si?). Its going to be fantastic. First I'm going to see the new &lt;a href="http://www.aeonflux.com/"&gt;Aeon Flux&lt;/a&gt; movie coming out around the time of my birthday. 2nd thing, eat something. Like food, for example. 3rd thing, i duno. That's all I have planned so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113044487696842552?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113044487696842552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113044487696842552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113044487696842552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113044487696842552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/why-cant-i-shower-wen-i-need-to-shower.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-113021822437659476</id><published>2005-10-25T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:22:57.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>over the weekend, somehow by some fucked up twist of fate, I ended up at an anime convention in Lincolnwood.  &lt;a href="http://www.thereactor.org/"&gt;Anime Reacto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thereactor.org/"&gt;r &lt;/a&gt;was the convention.  Relatively smaller than what I thought it would be.  It was my first time at an American anime convention that's for sure.  Overall, the experience was something unique.  I can't say that I had a ball though.  It was utterly boring for the most part. Some parts I was lightly drunk and happy or trying to force myself to enjoy in the oddness of others.  And the oddness of people there were in great numbers, i only wish i had a better camera with me or at least the energy to want to photograph the people.  The ego, theatrics, exhibitionism, odd, displaced culturual aspects of the whole scene put me at a marvel of sorts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like walking through the streets of a foreign country where I get the general vibe of the culture and community, and than there is me trying to figure out hot to fit in without being and feeling so displaced due to cultural and language barriers. There was no language barrier, but there was definitely some sort of barrier there.  Ah, a part of me was hoping for more focus on actual comics and anime rather than all about cosplayers and a guy named Rich who's obsessed over a girl and telling every stranger he meets.  That guy Rich, nice guy, but damn. Sometimes, one needs to learn the skill of knowing when to close the chopper.  Too much talking.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My brian hurt&lt;/span&gt;...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone there though was saying that that convention is a floosy and that I shouldnt judge anime conventions on that one.  I believe them too.  They all said that &lt;a href="http://www.acen.org/"&gt;Acen&lt;/a&gt; was the convention to go to.  Maybe i'll end up there too one day .  I dunno, if i do though I'll have to bring my flask of vodka and retain a steady light happy buzz throughout the whole thing.  I think I'd enjoy this convention more if i had thought of that.  yarks.  I mean overall, it was quite an experience - tiring, boring, goofy, odd, surreal, amusing,.....etc. I met some other nice people at least, saw lots of chunky bare butts, skinny shirtless and bare chested dudes, guys in full out mecha costumes, a Full Metal Alchemist cosplayer with a shield made of Sapporo cans, a couple of cool looking German goth kids, tight leather pants with odd ball buldges, spending time with sam and his friends, someone grabbed my ass (do otaku's grab asses?), and eating the chicken finger fries thingy at Burger King.... an experience indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of my weekend though, tops, has to be the meal on the way back from the convention.  Sam and I were on the redline from Howard and decided to take a detour to Argyle.  We ate chinese bbq pork and duck over rice, soup, and an egg for $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.75&lt;/span&gt;.  It was fantastic.  I will surely go back there one day.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Juicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was another day, a work day, a slow day.  For lunch I had cream of spinach soup form the Atrium and my usual tuna and cracker lunch.  I ate in the graphic design area when my  Typography 1 teacher came and sat across from me and ate together.  I'd have to say with what conversation I was able to muster up in my heightened sleepy state that it was good.  I feel a sort of familiarity with her, I think mainly because her husband was also my teacher.  At one point there was a discussion about his laid back, lenient teaching style, which I really like (but i didn't say this to her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In photo today, I was supposed to go for critique for my experimental project but my teacher wasn't there. I guess a former faculty member passed away so alot of the teachers went to that.  We had a substitute though who showed up a bunch of different photographers who I diligently wrote down infos on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow they're going to fix the shower i guess.  So tomorrow, no shower.  but according to my friend &lt;a href="http://www.bchang.f2o.org/mtlog/archives/003646.html"&gt;ivan's blog&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;showers are evil&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-113021822437659476?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/113021822437659476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=113021822437659476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113021822437659476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/113021822437659476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/over-weekend-somehow-by-some-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112978683054342642</id><published>2005-10-20T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T01:11:15.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>trying out flock</title><content type='html'>at the moment i am lost but...yea. that's right. flock. the browsesr in beta where it lets you blog, post flickr pics, and see other peoples bookmarked favorites. interesting concept. i dig. its ok. i think it has some nice perks.. but i'll prolly stick w/ firefox and ie....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/36521969636@N01/34166858" title="undefined"&gt;&lt;img alt="Flickr Photo" src="http://photos23.flickr.com/34166858_2273b22f65_m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is my roomate's cat. it wouldnt get off my bed earlier wen i wanted to lay down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kay. bak to flock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 10px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112978683054342642?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112978683054342642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112978683054342642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112978683054342642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112978683054342642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/trying-out-flock.html' title='trying out flock'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112971041986974432</id><published>2005-10-19T03:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T03:27:00.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naif_Negri_trad_1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/53974731/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/30/53974731_4c5213237f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/53974731/"&gt;Naif_Negri_trad_1&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112971041986974432?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112971041986974432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112971041986974432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112971041986974432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112971041986974432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/naifnegritrad1.html' title='Naif_Negri_trad_1'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112951438608619355</id><published>2005-10-16T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T20:59:46.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time_Tree_Maximus1_flat_2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/53217306/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/53217306_8021471115_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/53217306/"&gt;Time_Tree_Maximus1_flat_2&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112951438608619355?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112951438608619355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112951438608619355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112951438608619355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112951438608619355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/timetreemaximus1flat2.html' title='Time_Tree_Maximus1_flat_2'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112945105259134925</id><published>2005-10-16T03:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T03:24:14.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>polaNegri_me_native_sailor1_Flat2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; 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margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/52831717/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/52831717_d7c8cc391b_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/52831717/"&gt;Leg_Map_Schon3&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;experimental photo project... i'm going to get these printed on tranparency than print in the dark room..  If i had it my way, I'd just print it from a printer.  argh. 3 more left to do.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112942662672482024?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112942662672482024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112942662672482024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112942662672482024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112942662672482024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/legmapschon3.html' title='Leg_Map_Schon3'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112942656578733943</id><published>2005-10-15T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:36:05.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Map_Caligari_MaleBath1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/52831716/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/52831716_4ed6f50360_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/52831716/"&gt;Map_Caligari_MaleBath1&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;experimental&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112942656578733943?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112942656578733943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112942656578733943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112942656578733943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112942656578733943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/mapcaligarimalebath1.html' title='Map_Caligari_MaleBath1'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112942655296662728</id><published>2005-10-15T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:35:53.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SugarCutter_Agustus2n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; 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margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/52308893/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/52308893_fabeec9947_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/52308893/"&gt;Picture(5)&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;An interracial relationship&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112926342967873950?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112926342967873950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112926342967873950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112926342967873950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112926342967873950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/picture5.html' title='Picture(5)'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112918120626104490</id><published>2005-10-13T00:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T00:26:46.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roots3_2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; 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margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/52059968/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/52059968_c696a48a37_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/52059968/"&gt;no_skating2&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;clearly it's been skated on&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112918111120846528?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112918111120846528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112918111120846528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112918111120846528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112918111120846528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/noskating2.html' title='no_skating2'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112906029676277405</id><published>2005-10-11T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T14:53:01.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a jazz fiend this week.  Over the weekend was a free concert from the &lt;a href="http://www.aajazz.org/"&gt;Asian American Jazz Festival&lt;/a&gt;. It was held that the Chicago Cultural Center. It was very much enjoyable. I was able to record some tid bits from my cell phone but the sound quality from that is terrible compared to the music that I actually heard. First, was a korean transverse flute player Ms. Hyun Chung Kim. She sat in on the stage, front and middle wearing a red, white, and gold/yellow traditional korean dress with. I remember her doing some trills and vibrating sounds and lots of long hanging notes to linger on. It was nice. After she went off stage a trio came on.  New York violinist        Jason Kao Hwang, San Francisco saxophonist Francis Wong and Chicago bassist        Tatsu Aoki.  It was very enjoyable. I would close my eyes and try to listen to the conversations playing but then I'd want to keep my eyes open just to watch the way they move when playing. They were cute. I liked watching them bounce around, sway, jiggle, and bobb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also over the weekend was the first time i'd drank in awhile.  I'm such a light weight, but it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.tonytakitani.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/strand_releasing/tony_takitani/issey_ogata/tony1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week or two ago I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tony Takitani&lt;/span&gt;.  Overall, I thought that it was fantastic.  It's definitely worth a look into.  It's based on a short story by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haruki Murakami&lt;/span&gt;, which could be found &lt;a href="http://magna.cs.ucla.edu/%7Ehxwang/newyorker/blog/files/tonytakitani.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film had narration where many lines were taken straight from the story. At first, I questioned this method of presentation but I also don't know if there would have been any other way to do it. Murakami's writings so good and probably not easy to convey the emotions or thoughts without just saying it plainly. They did it in an intereseting way in the film which stayed consistent throughout the movie. I liked it, I kinda want to see it again sometime, i dunno if in theatre or watever but yes. I love Murakami and I love the fact that Jun Ichikawa directed it. So good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also recently saw &lt;a href="http://na.square-enix.com/dvd/ff7ac/"&gt;Final Fantasy VII Advent Children&lt;/a&gt;. So georgous. I watched Final Fantasy VII The Last Order which is one anime episode prequil to the movie. It was good too. It helped me understand the story line a bit better since I haven't played the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. ok later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112906029676277405?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112906029676277405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112906029676277405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112906029676277405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112906029676277405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-jazz-fiend-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112882661309329246</id><published>2005-10-08T21:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T21:56:53.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>_DSC6104_a1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; 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margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/50638063/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/50638063_e80727e984_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/50638063/"&gt;_DSC6093_a1&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;got it re photographed at the courtesy of ivan lo. go to ivanlo.com for his sweet photoblog. thanks mang :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112882659676649182?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112882659676649182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112882659676649182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112882659676649182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112882659676649182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/dsc6093a1.html' title='_DSC6093_a1'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112866184690875669</id><published>2005-10-07T00:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T00:10:46.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HoodOrnamentA2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/50138660/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/50138660_b98a1b37e8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/50138660/"&gt;HoodOrnamentA2&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112866184690875669?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112866184690875669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112866184690875669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112866184690875669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112866184690875669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/hoodornamenta2.html' title='HoodOrnamentA2'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112866180233529475</id><published>2005-10-07T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T00:10:02.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HoodAA2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/50138664/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/50138664_45d436c7f6_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/50138664/"&gt;HoodAA2&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112866180233529475?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112866180233529475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112866180233529475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112866180233529475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112866180233529475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/hoodaa2.html' title='HoodAA2'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112866163962145712</id><published>2005-10-07T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T00:07:19.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CarPorn2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/50138666/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/29/50138666_a4f6f3531e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/50138666/"&gt;CarPorn2&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i took this last year in chinatown for a photo project but never used any of the photos from the roll.  sam n i found this peculiar looking car. I wish I could've seen the owner of it.  we were considering waiting for them at the time, i think.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112866163962145712?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112866163962145712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112866163962145712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112866163962145712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112866163962145712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/carporn2.html' title='CarPorn2'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112848697101492695</id><published>2005-10-04T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:36:11.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i held fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i also took an oddly enormous nap. I feel pretty rested now but i'm worried that I won't be able to sleep later.  Oh but about the fire thing= my friend showed me some neat lighter tricks.  With an opening of his palm he revealed a litte tuft of flame that instantly puffed away as his fingers spread.  After that, I tried  it.  It's such a tiny feeling of controlled power over an element.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112848697101492695?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112848697101492695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112848697101492695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112848697101492695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112848697101492695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-i-held-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112838444814985916</id><published>2005-10-03T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T19:08:35.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah just another day.&lt;br /&gt;In typography today, everyone had to read their papers in front of the class. The papers that we wrote were about the history of fonts that each of us were assigned, where the infomation would later be used to create a poster using that font and elements of its history. Mine was Univers, made by Adrian Frutiger. The research was interesting and I actually did enjoy learning about its history. It was a good thing today that probably 75% of the class were bad at speaking in front of people. I was one of them, of course. I wasn't nervous at all about having to speak in front of people. (Maybe it's that I had to speak in reading a paper that was not, overall, properly revised? not sure really.) Then came the vibrato, a slight shaking of the hands, and a terrible lean in posture. While I was reading, I felt my mind was spacing out and observing my own physical tells of nervousness. I almost felt like chuckling because I couldn't control the vibrato or the shaking and yet I didn't outwardly feel nervous at all. My heart was pounding but there was no anxiety. I felt like grade school. The only difference is that I'm more aware. I found that amusing to say the least. After, I was done reading I went back to my seat and went on with my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112838444814985916?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112838444814985916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112838444814985916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112838444814985916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112838444814985916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/ah-just-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112820441116072812</id><published>2005-10-01T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T17:06:51.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why can't real people comment on my blog instead of people posting links to their stoopid softwares, stores, internet solution sites etc.  those comments piss me off and leave me a sour feeling. argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112820441116072812?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112820441116072812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112820441116072812' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112820441116072812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112820441116072812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/why-cant-real-people-comment-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112820386534900203</id><published>2005-10-01T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T16:57:45.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The only part i remember from my dream last night is finding a silver coin in my pocket that had a hole in the middle.  It was pretty.  I was thinking that it reminded me of a candian coin without the core, and only silver-but that's just what i thought in the dream.  I wasn trying to find how much it was worth but there was no signs on it, only decor.  Some random guy in glasses came up to me and told me it was a 40 cent coin.  Not 50, but 40 cents.  I thought that was peculiar.  After that I came across a candy store.  I walked in and thought that I might be able to find a candy worth 40 cents, cause you never know.  There wasn't much in there.  There was a counter with a shelve all around it with candy and miscelaneous things.  The shelves were underlit by pink florescent lights against the white walls and white shelving.  I couldn't find any candy that was worth 40 cents.  Nothing that I would eat anyway.  I thought about leaving, than i saw a little box with that displayed some film slides.  I looked closer and saw that they were slides taken from porn.  I looked even closer and I saw that they were slides reminescent of &lt;a href="http://www.eonmckai.com/"&gt;Eon Mckai&lt;/a&gt;'s prons.  I dunno which ones really, thats just what I thought in the dream.  Luckily the box said that the price for the slides were 40 cents each.  So I started to look in the box for more slides from Eon's prons.  Some girl came up to me and was raving at how cool it was that a candy store was selling slides taken from pron videos. I agreed, and said that it was peculiar though, why would a candy store be selling slides from porn films, and that in retrospect, it makes perfect sense.  So we both proceeded to look for slides from Eon Mckai films.  We didnt find any though.  The only Mckai slides they had were displayed on the box.  We were bummed.  I thought about asking the cashier if I could get one of the displayed slides, but felt lazy and left.  Than i heard the phone ring.  I realized it was a real phone ringing, so i got up.  That is it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from seeing part of a screening for an animation from Taiwan.  Needless to say, I was somewhat disappointed.  That maybe be partly due to the fact that the cd that they had kept hiccupiing, so that was a bit distracting.  The film was called 'Fire Ball' by Wang Film Productions.  It incorporated 2d and 3d animations and much of the style is reminescent fo Disney but also very much Completely different from it by overall style, content, and story.  The pacing felt off though.  There were parts that moved too quick or too abrupt.  I felt that, not being familiar with the story it was based on, inhibited the experience of completely understanding what was happening.  Generally though, I was pleased this is a step somewhere at least for Taiwanese films and animation.  We left though through maybe half way of watching.  So I can't say that this review is complete by any means.  Though, from what I saw, this is what i think anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's very nice outside.  Just before this i was just sitting outside somewhere doing nothing.  i feel lazy today to say the least.  I'll put off printing in the darkroom tomorrow i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112820386534900203?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112820386534900203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112820386534900203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112820386534900203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112820386534900203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/10/only-part-i-remember-from-my-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112804978492465936</id><published>2005-09-29T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T22:11:54.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/47884117/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/47884117_ebc7884b50_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/47884117/"&gt;2a&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...ye.jus another doodle. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112804978492465936?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112804978492465936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112804978492465936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112804978492465936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112804978492465936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/2a.html' title='2a'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112804969739035571</id><published>2005-09-29T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T22:08:17.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>plaka kabuki doodle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/47891405/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/47891405_197b54d412_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/47891405/"&gt;1a&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;for gd class we've been using plaka paints to paint shapes using ruling pens and such.  I made a doodle on one of my practice sheets.  than just inversed it on photoshop just to see what i'd look like. so bored&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112804969739035571?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112804969739035571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112804969739035571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112804969739035571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112804969739035571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/plaka-kabuki-doodle.html' title='plaka kabuki doodle'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112801464214703467</id><published>2005-09-29T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T12:30:54.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just maybe half an hour ago i was making my merry way to the Lasalle stop on the Blue line coming from Utrecht. At some point I was lost in the sounds of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vitali's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Violin Ciaccona&lt;/span&gt; while crossing the street and going down the side walk where I was yelled at by a lady who got in my&lt;br /&gt;face sayin that this part of that sidewalk was closed. I heard lots of people yelling and it seemed like maybe I did something wrong. As I looked further while walking away from the woman in my face I saw that they were filming there. opps. mybad. 'this is maybe the only entertaining thing that has happened today so far' ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in history of design, he was talking about the Aesthetic Movement, which was heavily influenced by Japan. I liked it. Lots for art for arts' sake. I'll write more indepth about what i think later though. I need to eat food and get energy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112801464214703467?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112801464214703467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112801464214703467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112801464214703467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112801464214703467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-maybe-half-hour-ago-i-was-making.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112749865385522994</id><published>2005-09-23T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T13:04:13.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when someone says, "I miss your stink."   would you take that as a compliment?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i shower damnit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112749865385522994?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112749865385522994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112749865385522994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112749865385522994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112749865385522994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-someone-says-i-miss-your-stink.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112742068119074703</id><published>2005-09-22T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T15:28:06.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/MattTheStampede/1069134723_adaredevil.jpg" alt="You are Daredevil!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most like Daredevil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/MattTheStampede/quizzes/Which%20Marvel%20Super-Hero%20are%20you%20most%20like%3F/"&gt; Which Marvel Super-Hero are you most like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my brother is Spiderman and my sister, Rosie, is The Hulk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112742068119074703?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112742068119074703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112742068119074703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112742068119074703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112742068119074703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-are-most-like-daredevil-which.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112727688272312438</id><published>2005-09-20T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:28:02.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Concrete_Weed_2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/45176559/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/45176559_c30715ca18_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/45176559/"&gt;Concrete_Weed_2&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;photo 2, project 1.  the suject was supposed to be a journey of some sort, but that went out the window for me.  I ended up just shooting my immediate surroundings. can't say i was the most satisfied by my shots at all though. oh well.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112727688272312438?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112727688272312438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112727688272312438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112727688272312438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112727688272312438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/concreteweed2_20.html' title='Concrete_Weed_2'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112727680735936251</id><published>2005-09-20T23:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:26:47.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Antique_lights_2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/45176561/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/45176561_76174c73aa_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/45176561/"&gt;Antique_lights_2&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112727680735936251?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112727680735936251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112727680735936251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112727680735936251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112727680735936251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/antiquelights2_20.html' title='Antique_lights_2'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112727679404920433</id><published>2005-09-20T23:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:26:34.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AMA_building_2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/45188318/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/45188318_fa113909b2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/45188318/"&gt;AMA_building_2&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112727679404920433?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112727679404920433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112727679404920433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112727679404920433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112727679404920433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/amabuilding2_20.html' title='AMA_building_2'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112727678046400348</id><published>2005-09-20T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:26:20.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ComicShop_2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/45188319/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/45188319_f49f5adeb3_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/45188319/"&gt;ComicShop_2&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112727678046400348?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112727678046400348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112727678046400348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112727678046400348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112727678046400348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/comicshop2_20.html' title='ComicShop_2'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112724869536937144</id><published>2005-09-20T15:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T15:38:15.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jacked from &lt;a href="http://mokabreak.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mokabreak.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 200-foot-long toy Bunny Rabbit resting on the moutain side in Italy for the next 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;its rather cute.  but i must ask, why?  here's the &lt;a href="http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_1541732.html"&gt;link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_1541732.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ananova.com/images/web/387500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curious yes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112724869536937144?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112724869536937144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112724869536937144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112724869536937144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112724869536937144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/jacked-from-httpmokabreak.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112705971851592263</id><published>2005-09-18T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T11:11:24.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was on the toilet and I was thinking about the next time I get to shoot photos for the next project. I'm hoping that I'll be able to shoot my highschool friend Naina, given that she has the time for it. While on the toilet, I couldn't help but wonder why I want to shoot Naina out of anyone else. I could ask virtually anyone to model for me. With Naina though, the thought of having photos with her in them feels right compared to lets say having photos of my other girlfriends from highschool. I think highly of her. When I see her and when I first met her I could tell that the woman was confident, strong, and not to mention very beautiful. To me she's authentic in personality and in appearance. There's no need to discover strength or confidence because it's right there for you to see. Ultimately for me, It doesn't matter if she busts out the traditional Indian clothes or not. She could be wearing casual jeans and a t-shirt and I think I'd still be to get the shots I want. I must say, I can't wait to get to shoot her. I need to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and the day before I've been bascially making prints for Photo 2 the whole time. During that time I've been getting so much of 'why are u always MIA' or 'come out and chill' which would be nice to do on any regular non-busy weekend. I do want to go out sometime and see my friends though. It beats sticking around the dark froom for eight hours. Sometime, when I have more cash, am not busy and such than i'll chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my dream was really crazy. I just remember seeing my little cousins, Jessica and Vanessa, at a hourse with their Mom there at one point. When there Mom came home from work that have to say "Hi, Mom" at the same time and nothing else cause that's what their Mom told them. But I recall Vanessa saying "Hola, Mom." and asked if she would get in trouble because she said 'hola' instead of 'hi'. She said she just hoped she wouldnt get in trouble. In my dream, my nomally cool aunt in real life, was a real stickler with the kids. It surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;There was also this whole thing where I was with a bunch of strangers and we had to get this object (I think it was a camera) to somewhere or else all is ruined. I remember leaving an old woman's house and me and this dude saw something floating in the sky and started taking photos of it with these tiny poloroid cameara things. They were the size of a thick highlighter and the photos themselves were just maybe 2-3 inches long coming out. There was a bit of driving and traveling and arguing in the dream. It was good though. I remember seeing so many textures, dark wood with chiped paints on buildings, dimly lit skies and gray clouds, dark and that just rained on look on bricks, and deep red paint on this truck we were riding. The setting was urban but very old. I can't remember anything else unfortunately. I remember bits and pieces and how some things look but that's it. argh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112705971851592263?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112705971851592263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112705971851592263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112705971851592263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112705971851592263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-was-on-toilet-and-i-was-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112697546089797307</id><published>2005-09-17T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T11:44:20.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rock lee thank you note</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/44048993/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/44048993_6c535d53b4_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/44048993/"&gt;rock lee thank you note&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a thank you note for the apartment above mine for complying with the previous passive aggressive note. :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112697546089797307?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112697546089797307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112697546089797307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112697546089797307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112697546089797307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/rock-lee-thank-you-note.html' title='rock lee thank you note'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112697039276808129</id><published>2005-09-17T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T10:19:52.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>steponme1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/43936863/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/43936863_4511fb4b42_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/43936863/"&gt;steponme1&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;karbonatedkiss&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a passive agressive note i made for the apartment above mine.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112697039276808129?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112697039276808129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112697039276808129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112697039276808129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112697039276808129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/steponme1.html' title='steponme1'/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112688896908342041</id><published>2005-09-16T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T11:42:58.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jacked form &lt;a href="http://drawn.ca/"&gt;http://drawn.ca/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whoomp.com/articles/163/1/He-Man-does-4-non-blondes"&gt;&lt;img src="http://drawn.ca/wordpress/wp-content/images/Picture1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.whoomp.com/articles/163/1/He-Man-does-4-non-blondes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112688896908342041?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112688896908342041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112688896908342041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112688896908342041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112688896908342041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/jacked-form-httpdrawn.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112641539936824928</id><published>2005-09-10T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:19:10.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.-  lately i've have renewed my obsession with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The White Stripes &lt;/span&gt;because of the song = "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've Got Her In Your Pocket&lt;/span&gt;." It's an adorable/slightly whimsically creepy song. So simple and I love picturing the images in my mind. Sometimes I wish I went into film, maybe one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The other day I tried donating to the Red Cross for the Hurricane Katrina crisis and the website came up with an error when trying to process through the website so I didnt do it again cause I was afraid that it might mess up something. I found out later that it was probably because the Red Cross' website is supported completely for the Firefoxx browser. I really like Firefoxx, but damn these little things- let's hope they dont pile up ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i've been reading so slow lately. And its very hard for me to remember what I'm reading for History of Design. I get the general concepts, but names or dates get me lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112641539936824928?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112641539936824928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112641539936824928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112641539936824928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112641539936824928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112636580818792421</id><published>2005-09-10T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T10:24:19.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i ended up at this fancy club narcisse sulking in house music and dim orange-yello lighting. It was very relaxiing. Sam's teacher/friend is too cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to catch up on reading for my History of Design class lately. Though I can't help but think that I'll forget everthing right after I read it. My memory isn't the most reliable and having soo much to read and remember can sometimes be a daunting task. So try to lessin this overwhelming feeling I've been reading things in many little sections to try to make my reading load smaller every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I had a very complicated dream but all i remember from it is an odd music box. Dark wood and opens like drawer. When it's opened there's these porcelin asian dolls that have their limbs move to the tiny tune of music. It was a pretty music box but also rather creepy. I remember having to open it a couple of times. I also remember just staring at it move spacing out in the middle of the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.  going to take a shower and get on with the rest of the day.  cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112636580818792421?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112636580818792421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112636580818792421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112636580818792421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112636580818792421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/yesterday-i-ended-up-at-this-fancy.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112593817167210242</id><published>2005-09-05T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T11:38:59.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday I had a dream that started off by me sitting in a car being driven up to a normal suburban house while across the street the neighbor's house, which was supposedly bought by a basketball player. The basketball player's house had blue led lights all over the place glowing from the sides and from the ground. It seemed to lean on a tilt. A man told me to go into the house and take the elevator to the 3rd floor because he was looking for someone. He seemed rather angry thinking about who he might find there. I did what he said and went into the house and went straight for the elevator. It was small and metallic. The third floor had barely anything interesting in it. The carpent was a light pinkish-peach color  that many suburban houses seem to have. So i left. I went back across the street to go to a supposed family party. I had seen some faces of people that were familiar faces and was trying to look for them in the midst of swarmin adults eating and mingling. The adults wouldnt let me get away. They kept asking the usual questions, "Are you in school? Do you have a boyphrend? Eat some more!" It felt clautraphobic. I finally got out of the kitchen to see where all the familiar faces went. I headed for the stairs only to find that all of the adults were engaging in an all out orgy on the floor going all the way up the stairs, in the hallways, and in the rooms. I felt myself trying not to trip over people. Peoples' bodies were lit by the glow of the television screens and in another room people were lit by light passing through a slower ceiling fan. I thought and panicked thinking one of my friends was in there so I called out his name trying to look for familiar faces within moving flesh. I kept calling out the wrong name though, and I got no response. The name I called was actually one of my teacher's names and not the name I intended to call. I couldnt figure out why. Eventually, I gave up and headed down the stairs when someone grabbed my arm and led me to the basement where I saw all the sons and daughters of the adults just sitting around and hanging out. I got to see the familiar faces and the person I was looking for. I felt relieved that we weren't apart of the craziness upstairs. I think this was an odd dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112593817167210242?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112593817167210242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112593817167210242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112593817167210242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112593817167210242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/yesterday-i-had-dream-that-started-off.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112577220992077605</id><published>2005-09-03T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T13:30:09.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rite now the beginning of school is tiring, but i must say it feels good to be back in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up early for four days of the week while the others three are spent trying to sleep past 7:50 am. I recently aquired a cold and a bad cough. All week I had been drinking tea and was just informed by my brother that you're actually not supposed to drink tea with medicine. Something in tea can counteract the affects of medicine. who knew?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112577220992077605?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112577220992077605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112577220992077605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112577220992077605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112577220992077605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/09/rite-now-beginning-of-school-is-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448340.post-112525936328351740</id><published>2005-08-28T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T15:08:49.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RANDOM DOODLEs. nothing special. just messing around. All of them are pretty much unfinished i must say though. Some of them I'd been messing with for awhile now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/karbonatedkiss/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 398px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos30.flickr.com/37961678_d8f712aadb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is 4 versions of the same thing. - 'yellow momma rolling under mistle toe'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 274px;" src="http://photos31.flickr.com/37977829_f85ed436b6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another version of 'yellow mama rolling under mistle toe'&lt;br /&gt;is there any significance to that line? nope.  i just like the idea of rolling under a mistle toe anticipating a smooch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 321px;" src="http://photos33.flickr.com/37977832_b6f48a4cab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is unfinished as well. its jus a doodle really. i need to add feet and hands and give her a makeover as well. i started it awhile ago and never finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos33.flickr.com/37977831_4b28ca583f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is another unfinished doodle. it'll probably have texts by the disconnected parts. no real significance to it cept i felt like doodling something disjointed and be cool like other people.  jk. just messing around of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448340-112525936328351740?l=karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/feeds/112525936328351740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6448340&amp;postID=112525936328351740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112525936328351740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448340/posts/default/112525936328351740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karbonatedkiss.blogspot.com/2005/08/random-doodles.html' title=''/><author><name>karbonatedkiss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18200238247299477763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/1/105584_dc0ece4aef_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
