nomad'z land

for fucks sake. this is lata than a knocked up ho.

j had a show in hawaii so of courseeee i had to tag along. you know i lovez me some hawaii. i belong there. this must stem from being bullied by white kids in kindergarten and obtaining serious hankerings to be surrounded by people who looked like me, little bowl-cutted chinese looking boy that i was. theres also the whole island thing, and the beach thing, and the being in the sun thing. and the spam, cant forget the spam. or the malasadas. pineapples. okay ill stop. but for real, the sun and the spam.

anyhoo. rented a half topless jeep which was awesome but also faulty as we failed miserably at getting the top to actually shut. oh well. so the show. it was a great show save for THE HARMONIZERRRRRRRR RAWRRRRR. holy devil worship sounding shit and nobody noticed?! go figure. fucking hippies. partayed after the show and dont remember going to sleep which means i was inebriated on some level. do remember j telling me to stop drinking which of course is always a bad sign hahaha. fml what do you want from me!

next day was the best ever because we got to drive down to tripler hospital where j was born!!!!! do you know he had never been back to the hospital. it was so special. we almost cried but not quite. what a great experience. i was so happy to get to be there with my loverbuns. meanwhile im going to the hospital where i was born tomorrow for a pap smear. my hospital visit aint special, basically is what im trying to say. anyway back to not me, it was really cool to document his walking the same hallways and steps and corridors and parking lot that his parents did 40 years ago. what a trip. thats some full circle shit mang. did i mention im crazy about him? cause i yam. so glad he was born. id rather not think of the emptiness that would exist in the dimension of my soul that is his, had he not been.

anywayz. you know mcdonalds is the fucking bomb in hawaii. they got all sorts of shit that dirty island kidz like me only dream of here on this sheisty mainland. got back to turtle bay so j could play some hippie yoga something or other. no joke, i had to leave 10 minutes in cause it was that granola. i can be pretty granola, but this was like whole other level granola. ridiculous. i did return but hid back/side stage and tried really hard to not die watching these hippie ass shenanigans.

finally got me some muthafuckin spam, almost missed my flight, watched hawaii 5-0 the entire way home, felt sad about leaving hawaii, and now im over it and reliving it and oh im over it again 4 months later. aloha biatches.