still fuckin round down heah..

This is my newest piece of

NEON PieCEs

It's actually my fifth one, me thinks...I just now decided it's title...
Singularity.



..I'm almost certain that there will be more pieces 2 come in the future...


I like that one a lot. I did one of CLASSIFIED, but it wasn't from one of my pictures. Then I did another of some chick named CLASSIFIED that I don't even know. She's CLASSFIED's friend from Santa Rosa. Obviously, that wasn't my picture, either. Then I did one of CLASSIFIED that was from someone else's pics. Then I did a 4 picture series of original pitures of CLASSIFIED. That was followed by another of CLASSIFIED, but an original this time. Finally, I did the one U see here...once again original...

I don't even know if I titled any of the others. I count the three that I did of other people's pictures, but I would have 2 call them a separate collection...This one being the next in the second collection. I like the second collection better, having taken those pics myself, but I do have an attachment 2 the first set simply becuz it's just that...the first set.

I've been having a pretty fucked day 2day. It pretty much never ended from yesterday, 4 starters. Plus, I've been trippin on CLASSIFIED all day long. She called yesterday and CLASSIFIED put me on the phone with her. This was not a good idea. I have been wanting 2 reach out 2 her ever since. It's fucking hard 2 do the right thing sometimes, y'know? But if it was easy everyone would do it, Right? Right!

(I thought U might like 2 know why I got pissed off...why I am still...pissed off at U. I understand that U don't have anything 2 say 2 her. I need U 2 understand I have WAY 2 MUCH 2 SAY 2 HER! When U combine that with my masochistic need to believe her when she lies 2 me it makes 4 a very dangerous place 4 me right now. I kinda feel like I don't ever want 2 talk 2 her again, and at the same time I want 2 talk 2 her right fucking now! I don't fucking know...All I'm saying is it's not right for U 2 just arbitrarilly put me on the phone just cuz U don't want 2 be. That fucked me up pretty badly. I'm still not right behind this shit. Anyways...I just thought U might like 2 know.)

It's not that I want 2 be a fuck up...I just sorta end up there from time 2 time...

I'm down 2 one cigarette, I have no pot and I'm out of Pepsi. I guess this means Rick is about 2 become a very unhappy boy...

So outta the blue CLASSIFIED calls. Naturally, I'm the one who has 2 take the call(cuz we all know what great judgement i have displayed over this whole fiasco). She immediately goes into how bad of time she is having and wants 2 know can we send her some money. I couldn't fucking believe it. Here I had the woman who caused me so much misery at my mercy and I could think of only one thing...how much I wanted 2 send her some money. I know...I'm pathetic.

CLASSIFIED got into a car wreck 2day. Apparently everything is ok...no one was hurt or anything of that sort (thank the Lord!), but some cosmetic damage was done. She said 2 me that she was going 2 have 2 fix her shit before she would be able 2 come visit...


So, what should I do? I mean...I know I should just ignore the bitch, but everything inside of me is screaming 2 help her. I guess it's just my good luck I am in no position 2 help her on my own, and I'm just not a big enough bastard 2 help her with CLASSIFIED's money.


(I don't know...we have been fighting for a minute and I hate it...maybe it's just becuz we are both hungry, I don't know. But it could be becuz she called. If that's the case I think that is just sad. we should be beyond that shouldn't we? At least I thought so...)

Again with the no pictures?

Yeah, I know it sux, but what can U do? Supposedly CLASSIFIED had got me a new digital camera, but by the time I got 2 Sacrapmento (the NEXT day) my man had done sold it...for $60...(Good thing 2 cuz I didn't have the $30 I was finna offer!)...but that's all right...I ain't gonna hold it against a motherfucker...I'da done it 2...but now his mom and his sister are gonna have 2 move, that goes without saying.

So I was in Sacrapmento yesterday and the day before...I gotta get a fucking vehicle...I need a job first, me thinks...I'm supposed 2 take over the rent on a $1500 a month duplex in CLASSIFIED and I don't even have a REAL JOB? I don't think so...

Instead I'm sitting here smoking CLASSIFIED (which BTW does absolutely nothing 2 motivate U beyond smoking more CLASSIFIED) and blogging with no pictures 2 post. Ahhh...that's not entirely true...I could use CLASSIFIED's camera, but I need my own shit. It's a man thing maybe, I don't know...Don't get it twisted now I'l use a bitch's shit if I ain't got one...I ain't stupid...U got me fucked up...

EXERPT FROM UNDERGROUND RADIO INTERVIEW FEB 2004

Q: What do U think about bird flu?
A: Bird flu? I want 2 talk about who's been fucking these chickens, that's what I want 2 know. That shit's disgusting. Something needs 2 be done.

Q: What is your position on interracial relations?
A: My position is now and always has been doggy style, and any one of my lovely aides can back that up...heheheh...I said back that up...heh...U know...talking 'bout her big ol...U listenin' boy?

Q: What about the legalization of marijuana?
A: Why? What have U heard?

Q: Nothing really. Certainly nothing 2 get all worked up about.
A: I'M NOT PARANOID! I KNOW THEY LIVE UNDER THE PORCH! I've seen them...

Q: Seen what?
A: What's that?

Q: What did U see?
A: What in the devil are U talking about man?

Q: No, U were saying...nevermind...it doesn't matter.
A: Neverminding...is cobalt really blue, cuz I don't think it is. My cousin Gerald says it is, but he's a pedophile, so I don't talk 2 him anymore. Not cuz of the kids thing but cuz he owes me 35 dollars on some bunk dope he sold me on New Year's. Fuck that shit...New Year's only comes twice a year, right? Once at the beginning and once at the end...or something like that.


Okay...so there I am sitting in this 1971 VW Bug...me and this chick...I believe her name was Stephanie...and her illegal immigrant boyfriend Javier...but Javier wasn't illegal from Mexico...no, Javier was from Argentina...He was as white as U or me...couldn't even tell he was a wetback...'cept his name was Javier and all he spoke was Spanish...well, I've been teaching him some shit like, "Nobody move! This is a robbery!" and he's almost got "Anybody moves I shoot them in the fucking face!" down pat...So there I am with Sandra and Javier in this fucking VW getting high on some fucking GOOD SHIT we picked up from B, when who pulls up but my goddamned sister Angela..."What the fuck U think Ur doing, Eric?", the little bitch says 2 me. "None of Ur fucking business, U fucking little bitch! Get the fuck away from me!" I shrieked back at her with the rig still hanging from my arm. I knew she saw it, but I was beyond the point of giving a shit. "I'm going 2 tell Mom!" She shouted at me as she rode off down the hill and I slipped off into unconsciousness...


I'm sitting here in the dark watching U sleep. I love the way the blanket moves up and down as U breathe. I love the way the moonlight cascades through the window and illuminates your golden blonde hair...wait a minute...Ur not blonde...not even close...this isn't U...fuck! This isn't even my apartment! What the fuck? I gotta quit fucking smoking CLASSIFIED!

So there I was watching tv in the South Bay when in the South Bay there was a fucking earthquake! I swear 2 god...but don't take my word for it, U distrustful sonsabitches...

http://quake.usgs.gov/waveforms/helicorder/JSB_VDZ_NC_--_00_22221212.html

Go there then talk Ur shit, U fucking...Well anyways I should tell U I ain't never felt one of these supposed tremblers...and guess what? I didn't feel this one neither, which leads me 2 one inescapable conclusion...I am immune 2 earthquakes! That means all they have 2 do is make a vaccine out of the antibodies in my blood and earthquakes everywhere will be irradicated! Oh what a simply glorious day!!!!

(I know I know...I don't really have anything formative here 2 say...I was actually going 2 play Splinter Cell but something got me fucked up and I ended up online so I figured fuck it...why not blog? I am totally unprepared for this and I considered skipping it,,,but hasn't this become our thing now? Isn't it somehow special...doesn't it define our love?...No?...I don't think so either...Uh-huh...I just wanted 2 see what U were gonna say is all...I knew U were gonna say that cuz U are a boogerhead...are 2.., are 2...are 2)

In Pleasanton AGAIN???

I'm here 2 tell U...it sucks now that my camera is broken. I don't even feel like blogging if I can't have zee pics! What's a poor fiend 2 do?

The good news is that CLASSIFIED called me today and said he has a Fuji digital camera for me. He said he wanted $50 for it, but I'm going 2 try 2 talk him down 2 like $25 or $30. I needs me a player price, yo!

Ok...the weirdest shit in the world happened recently...let me see if I can tell it. First of all, CLASSIFIED was over here talking a gang of shit the way he always does and CLASSIFIED decided she was going 2 see if he was serious or full of shit. So, 2 test him she made up this shit about being voted into "The House of Pain". She's running full on drag right there in front of him. It was beautiful!

So what does this idiot do? He picks up the ball and just runs away with it is what he does! He starts going on and on about the "HOP parties" and then gets around 2 telling CLASSIFIED that she has been voted "HOP Queen" by him and the other 15 members of HOP. He never really has been clear on exactly how that works, though.

So we had big fun with that for a week or so, letting CLASSIFIED just keep getting deeper and deeper into his own bullshit. It was hilarious! Eventually he gets around 2 telling her that he and the other 15 members of HOP (as we now refer 2 it!) had voted CLASSIFIED as HOP Queen!

So yesterday, just for shits and giggles CLASSIFIED decides 2 go onto the House of Pain forum and see whats what. That's when she sees this posting announcing the naming of the new HOP Queen. No shit. Wait...it gets better. So then she clicks onto the discussion and finds out that the new HOP Queen is MY FUCKING CLASSIFIED CLASSIFIED!!! I couldn't believe my fucking eyes! But there she was in all her glory...and more! Here's the kicker though...she's been escorting for like 4 fucking years! NOBODY knows...LOL!

So I called her and she came over 2 the room and hung out a bit. It was very cool. Strange, but cool. I look forward 2 hanging out with her more often.



(ok ok so maybe I am a little bit irritable right now. I'm willing 2 admit that. Mostly it's becuz I need 2 close my eyes for a few minutes and then hopeully my headache will be gone.)