Concerning Jaren

I know what I am

I know what I've got

No one can take that from me

No one can tear me down.



I know my worth. And I'm worth it.

Ah

Ugh

Pfft




Uggghhhhh

The 'old' Jaren

So I was thinking a few months back that "Hurray, I'm back to the old, fun me!"

The old me sucked. I drowned out idle times with alcohol. I flitted away boredom with clubs and cheap (and not so cheap) thrills. I was a party favor.

No no no, all wrong.



I'm finding a happy medium between the no nonsense serious me, and the crazy balls-to-the-wall party me.

Deal? Here we go.

Thursday 3/5/09

So I killed it with my new poem on Tuesday night. I went to LIV on Wednesday night (Chromeo was where it was at). Today is just waiting to happen. We'll see.

Poetry 3/3/09

I just wrote something. I'm performing it tonight. Yea, fuck an A. Can't wait.

Bicycle Race

I'm going to see if I can make it this week just using my bike for errands.

I want to get back into the routine of it. I love my bike. I love being on my bike. I love how it makes me feel.




I'm going to be fit as fuck for Juicy :-D

Rosetta Stone

So ever since I've heard about Rosetta Stone from people I knew, I've wanted it.

I had heard about BitTorrent-ing the whole lot of languages... So me being the technophile that I am, I downloaded the whole fucking thing. Only up to level 2, but that's good enough for me.



What a pain in the fucking ass to get going. But I've unlocked it. So it's mine.

Yes.



Finishing up french. Off to portuguese. German is rounding it up. But if I wanted... hindi... polish... greek... fucking swahili... you know. I'm awesome. Period.

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.