I must've been very tired and frustrated last night so it seems from the previous blog or perhaps I am just trying to turn over a new leaf or reinvent myself yet again at least in the World of Xanga.  I am having a slow morning probably taking my sweet time to get shitted, showered, and shaved since the rest of the SIPA now-directorial team is at the whoo-hoo, Franklin-Covey Time-Management Al-Day Seminar and the fact that we worked all friggin day on Saturday at the Super Summer Celebration.  Geez, what a strange but SO L.A. weekend - first I find myself working a neighborhood community fair in Historic Filipinotown then the next day we find ourselves at the Red Dragon VI Day-After Luau (ha!) Pool Party at the infamous San Vicente Inn in WeHo co-sponsored by the Asian Pacific AIDS Intervention Team and the Gay Asian Pacific Support Network.  So represents the two-sided, day/night, sun/moon, yin/yanged libra-lopsided of my life.  But I survived the weekend and now its on to this pre-Labor Day weekend week.  Hopefully we can get SOMETHING productive completed like so many foundation grant proposals that need to get out the door, get the damn Balitaan newsletter out the door, and proceed with all the kazillion other projects we are coercing with the sea monkey.  God Bless Us All.  The city awaits!

oops wrong sin city but oh well the las vegas strip will have to do for now since i have to go find some los angeles skyline laters. . .

Just a brief respite from the "Men of the World" series, I thought I would put in a more normal, more regular kind of blog.  So normal that I am using the M-F, 9-5, "Up/Down" lettering that I use in most of my "Real Life" writing.  Perhaps if one were to read my blogs from beginning to end - it may not strike a reader that in fact, I posses a very serious side to my nature and my existence in that I am literally responsible for identifying and securing needed funds for a relatively large nonprofit organization in Los Angeles - the second largest city in the United States no less.  Relatively large when compared to other grassroots, ethnic-specific, community-based agencies with an annual budget of about $2M.  It is this sometimes overwhelming responsibility that burdens me most in the intellectual sense and can cause undue amounts of stress manifested in my physical, emotional, spiritual, and mental being.  There are times where I ponder how I have found myself in this position and how in the world I will continue to solicit and actually succeed in receiving monies to support the programs and services we provide to the hundreds of clients we see every year.  Maybe lately I am just tired.  I feel like I have been running on empty of late especially with this intense summer heat and the pace we have established at work recently in trying to accomplish so many new projects.  The demands that I place upon myself are frequently mind-boggling to me at times.  And make no mistake - I have ultimately chosen to do this to myself.  I am fatigued and need to end this for now but it is also most interesting to note that when I first began this Xanga-habit of daily penning my thoughts - I had so little fear of this "mind vomit" of-sorts.  But now that I have been "on" for awhile and with the knowledge that other people are actually reading these words - really puts a whole new spin on this exercise.  It is ultimately the posion to the usefulness of this activity unfortunately.  On one hand, one does want to be honest and open and feed into the chronic stream of consciousness and on the other hand, one does enjoy an increase of popularity, however incremental, in the Xanga community but that can lead to self-censoring and perhaps an overabundance of self-awareness.  Ah, the puzzlement of it all.  Closing for now but to be continued. . .

. . .lord have mercy. . .purple looks good on him don't you think?. . .hell, let's all go to caracas soon!. . .xoxoxo. . .

. . .honey love those danish butter cookies. . .xoxoxo. . .

. . .babe. . .xoxoxo. . .

. . .i think his name is kyle. . .xoxoxo. ..

. . .sorry to see the weekend end. . .onward to another god damn productive work week. . .xoxoxo. . .

. . .my sweet cousin jette LOVES to send me hot email. . .here is the first of many in a series from around the world. . .enjoy. . .xoxoxo. . .(more countries to cum!). . .

. . .has anyone else used xanga personals?. . .just wondering. . .have a great weekend y'all. . .xoxoxo. . .

. . .PRAISE THE LORD!. . .HALLELUJAH!. . .LORD HAVE MERCY!. . .like lazarus of the past. . .XANGA HAS RETURNED. . .AMEN. . .boy, does that really teach me how much of a xanga-ddict i have become. . .anyways happy day of return everyone. . .especially to my FABULOUS WONDERFUL GORGEOUS SUBSCRIBERS OF TWELVE. . .geez, i feel like i finally reached the 12 apostle-stage or something. . .lol. . .sorry to get all biblical on everyone but it sorta feels very noah-ish-day-after-the-40-day-flood-ish. . .okay so what have i been doin' the last couple days?. . .TRYING TO CHECK MY FUCKING XANGA. . .ha!. . .well, besides that. . .work has been a bear, a big fucking black/brown/cinammon colored one rampaging through my life as usual. . .supervising and super-babysitting my one college-graduate intern and his highschool intern is always challenging on my nerves. . .and then doing my own goddamn work makes for longass 8am9am10am to 7pm8pm9pm days. . .but that's why they pay me BIG BUCKS, right?. . yea, right. . .all right peoples welcomes backs froms the dark ages and into the LIGHT OF XANGA. . .may the god of goodness bless you all with a WONDERFUL FUCKING WEEKEND. . .tongiht is my cousin's wedding and tomorrow is a pool party in the sweltering 100+ degree san fernando valley followed by a freakin' fabulous benefit event at east west players. . .seeyas all. . .at least today is payday. . .kaching$$$. . .xoxoxo. . .

p.s. . .y'alls knows i could not leave without a kissofthehunk. . .*muah*. . .