feeling good...

however, there are a bunch of files missing from my computer. i managed to get backups, but its still troubling.

i finally got that bitch of an blog archive to start working, too. hope you enjoy

my new party symbol: naked woman holding a machine gun

i have resigned myself to my blackness, my essential being, or atleast its outward manifestation. the body that refuses ungracefully to fit into cultural modes; a face pocked with cracks and sleep lines from years of depravation. thighs that defy proportion and graze with movement; unruly thick hair that cannot be washed and conditioned daily or combed. a stretch of damaged pysche and unexplored skin.

i am what i am, and i am determined to love it. somehow.

wo xihuan chou, keshi wo bu chou yan.. the vocabulary that an evening of chinese review yields