A Ha!

I am a shit ton of fun.

Today...

I was going to wake up early, go for a bike, get a tan, be outside.

How the fuck did I end up watching 30 Rock on NetFlix all day? Yea, I'm on fucking vacation, don't judge me.


On a lighter note... I'm pretty sure I'm watching a play tonight. I'm OK with that.

Ok

It is really tough shouldering people's issues on my mind.


I can barely keep my own relationships straight to help you through yours.
I have enough issues with my family to give you sound guidance with yours.
I can't keep/get a job that fulfills me, so please don't tell me about your problems with work.

I mean... damn it.




Am I that good with these things that I am your personal therapist?

Don't take issues with this personally, if you're reading. This is in response to the sudden avalanche and subsequent snowball of shit that has rolled my way from everyone else. Please... please help me. I can't do this on my own, and I can't rehab everyone.

Please

Should I keep it?

I mean... grow it out? I haven't had a beard in ages... it'd be kinda wicked...

I'm easy

You know, it's the little things that make my life great.

I'm broke



But I am so looking forward to tomorrow (and the next day and the next day).
Experience to experience.



I'm appreciating this shit, minute to minute.

On a lighter note...

I've had a wonderful day off.

I have a problem.

It is truly serious. It is severe. It is unforgivable...




And I can't stop.



I wish I could ask for help. But I can't.

Mardi Gras 2009♦

Was wild.


And It's just now beginning to fuck with my colon.

I'll elaborate (on the partying, not the colon) later...

Pictures on Facebook and Myspace

Jaren Grae Rivas on facebook
www.myspace.com/itsjaren on myspace

A couple things,

you know, before I forget:

1) Last night. Vagabond went great great. Got the beer munchies. Got Los Perros. Fuck. Yes. Best idea ever. EVER

2) Ever since I got a new shower head I've been late for work everyday. I take ungodly long, woman showers. It's fantastic. I've missed that steady pressure you get from a new shower head. It's a good time.

3) New Orleans. I'll be in the bayou by noon Friday. I am so fucking pumped you have no clue.

4) Ever since I found that "device" that was filled with House music... I think it's starting to grow on me. Not all at once and I still despise most of it. I've rediscovered some old dj's that I used to be into, and I've started to get into some new ones. We'll see what happens. WMC anyone? :-D

Oh Vagabond...

Whenever I feel shitty...
You are always there to make me not shitty...


Open mic went well, can't you tell?





If you don't go, you're missing out like you wouldn't believe.

hahahaha

I'm so emo.


Whatever

After hours...

On the 1st and the 8th?

I think so.

Dot dot dot

3 days til New Orleans




I need to do laundry.

Hold a match to this...

And watch yourself get fucking burned. True story.



I'm feeling powerful right now.





New Orleans in 4 days.
Ecstatic

Whoa

Last night...

So I was chilling during the day. Tanned up, did a spot of shopping. Had sushi with my dad at home. Then I went to a party and proceeded to house a bottle of wine and took half a glass of Jim Beam to the head...

So I performed and killed it. 30 minutes of Jaren love.

Then went to Pau's. Had barbecue. Went to Tootsie's. Yea. Got home... whenever.
Haven't slept.




So worth it.

V Day

You know I've never had a Valentine.



Ain't THAT some shit

Buffalo

Just heard the news about Clarence... wow.

I was trying to keep my distance, but if you need a talk, let me know.
I'm actually good (and experienced, unfortunately) at this kind of thing. Talking.





Just putting it out there (maybe too subtly).

Next Thursday night

Operation: Get Fucked Up in New Orleans is go.



Pictures are sure to follow. Yes yes.

Casting

I need to land a fucking gig already. 2 in a row this week. I need money.

On another note...
New Orleans better not fall through. If it does I can go to Vegas.
If it goes as planned (which I'm rooting for), no Vegas.

One or the other. I would have liked to go to both.

On yet another note... fuck Fisher Island for not allowing me to do both. I shouldn't have gone part time.

Vagabond

I fucking love Tuesdays at Vagabond.
A wonderful energy there.






I think I'm starting to get the hang of this performance thing.

Cha-ching

I'm selling out. And that's awesome.

FYI

I keep my thoughts and my life transparent.
My feelings, my emotions, my thoughts, my ideas, my everything... right there on my sleeve.

That's why I keep blogs, I post bulletins, I write performance pieces...

Names, dates, and gory details are generalized or left out.
That's how I am, how I've always been, how I probably always will be.





If you think I'm writing about you, maybe I am. Or, maybe (probably?) I'm not.

I'm writing for me, and that's all I care about. That's all that matters.

Happy?

You know, I've never been happy, I don't think.

Content. I've been content and satisfied, but, not happy.

Some of us aren't cut out for that kinda thing.
I'm OK with that



Contentment is fine by me.

ADD

I am SO in the mood for a distraction

The 'Voices'

They're at it again.

I have substance...

And that should be enough for me...





But it's not.

Haha

This is fun.

Nationwide easter egg hunt.


This'll be awesome if I can get it to work.




EDIT: I'm not going to do this anymore. One day I'll tell you what I had planned. It'll be funny.

So uh

I want to have one of those mini-notebooks where I can type a stream of consciousness.

I feel like getting thoughts and ideas into words every few minutes.




It's research time.

It's true

I am good enough
I am good enough
I am good enough

I am worth it
I am worth it
I am worth it

Good things
Good things
Good things

Soon enough.

I can't believe...

that I almost forgot how good it feels to dance.

Yep

I can't do this anymore.