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stress rant

i swear alzheimers disease is a fucking nightmare. its soooo stressful to deal with- and no matter how much you try to be patient - it really makes you wanna go get wasted. for real man. last night my grama got up like 4 times- she tried 15 , and i had to hold her down..i love my grama to death but i had to be at work at 9am!- VALGAME EL SENOR JESUCRISTO! its difficult- me and my family- the ones that help- mind you- are on fucken edge yo. the other night she wanted to get up at 3am to go check on her chickens cuz' people were gona stel them, she thinks were in michoacan dude.....
she kept saying to call my grampa on the phone to pick her up earler cuz' the voices tell her that a cow killed my uncle- that fucken cow has killed my uncle so many times-hes fine, in mexico... anyway....

so earlier she wanted me to call my grampa so he can pick her up and take her home- hes been dead for like 2months now- if we tell her hes dead- shell forget like in two seconds- anyway, so i call my grampa- but my brothers on the other line pretending to be him- the shit we gotta do because we love her....
so im sitting there with "marci"- my grama , and i hear my brother talking like my grampa- it was fucken hilarious- i started choking- cuz it was so funny! i almost died- thats how bad i was choking!...but my grama aint stupid- she figured out it wasnt my grampa- she said it was some "cabron " that was there.. omigod- and its only gonna get worse
poor marci...

"..you can try the best you can, you can try the best you caaaaan, the best you can is good enough.."

"its your resonsibility to get what you want"

i think i handled my grandpa's funeral pretty well. RIP Rafael Dec.22, 2008......

funny story.... i sent an email a few weeks ago cuz' i didnt have any addresses,and i got a reply from this homeless man that i used to chill with- he was cool and clean, he has a dvd player and everything, but lives in his kidnapper van...anyway so he emailed me back (yeah he has email too-don't ask..) and this is what he said...

"..what are you homeless like me ?? if you need to move in with mein my van you can it would be warmer then out side or in a little caror ???

what have you been doing where are you ???????????????

I tried to email you several times but no answers ... I was think you must have hit it big as a artist and moved to spain or where everthey all are ..."

aaaahhhhhh thanks dude.i'll keep that in mind... i thought that was cool of him....anyway i thought that was kinda funny.

okay so its like 10 days later in the year so heres some goals- goals cuz' i ain't really into making lists n' shit so here it is in random order (but not just for this year- for whenever):

Work at see's candies (and eat all the #26 Scotchmallow chocolates and quit)

Visit New York, Florida, Hawaii, Yosemite, Jamaica, Brazil, Yucatan,Africa (of course), Japan,Egypt, India, Southern Mexico, Morocco.....

Go to the White House while Obama is in office

Drink less Root Beer and eat less cheese and bacon

Make more paintings

Apply to get my MFA (which is really hard to get accepted to a good school because its based on your art work- they dont give a fuck who or what you know)

Learn to skateboard (im too old though)

Learn to surf (i cant fucken swim so im screwd)

Karaoke more often cuz' its hella fun

Eat less chocolates

Comb my hair more often

Do some sit ups (maybe three at least?)

Dont let my bicepts get too outta control big (hee hee hee yeah right- I'm weak son!)
oh check out this fool:

CHALES!!!!!

Be more organized- maybe keep a planner

Keep watching COPS till' I die !!!!!

Have my own house

Be Married with Children

Paint my car candy purple and airbrush Prince on the hood....that would be the awesomest!


(but not this picture)

Oh and learn how to tune my classic acoustic*

i fucked up

this time i just am- i dont even know what to say.Alls i know is that after a great week or two weeks,which i knew was TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE, i messed up on tuesday. i was at home and i was chillin- so my gramma came over. so i take her to costco to get flowers for the virgen de guadalupe and all is good cuz' she said shed go with me to take them to colonia church. after costco i took her to eat to my job which she ate almost the whole tamal.so then we head out to the church, and after i was gonna take her to take a picture with santa at the mall....

so i ask her "marcelina, te tomo una foto con la virgen?" and she never wants to take a picture but this time she said yes. so i turn to get my camera, and my grama falls on the altar!!!! SHE FUCKEN FELL ON HER KNEES AND IT WAS MY FAULT CUZ I WASNT WATCHING HER!!!!!i knew there was a step but i didnt think she'd keep walking...not cool.i fucken grabbed her from the back and pulled her up i dont even know how, like a hawk when they pick up stuff- damn, im glad Ofe was there with us cuz' i didnt know whether to scream, shit my pants, or cry- i almost did all three..

i feel really bad , we took her to the ER that night and she had to wait 7 hours!!!! so they can only give her a mothafuken bandage and xrays which came out fracture free.... she cant really walk by herself now-it sucks to see her just all sitting like a little bird...im hope she gets better so she can walk how she used to or im gonna have to do a little vein exploration on myself with a rusty box cutter...

....on a lighter note,the week before my grama fell was too good to be true.im gonna layout the highlights:

i taught the kids at work about lanterns and we made some-handed out candles to them and everything. i warned them though i was all,"DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT LIGHT THESE CANDLES ON YOUR OWN, BECAUSE YOU WILL BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN, AND YOU DONT WANT TO BE HOMELESS FOR THE HOLIDAYS"...i think i got my point across when i saw the horrified look on their faces.

then i went to Kampai japanese restaurant, cuz it closed down forever.i used to bartend there, and we had a last meal type of thing with all the workers. it was sad cuz a lot of people lost their job, but they might open another one in its place and re hire everyone. my frens eilen and ofe and i went to rubys after for 15min and there was only 6 people total- i think it was on a wed.

thurs i bought the only comic that i read KABUKI by David Mack his link; i was behind issues and i had no idea. Reflections #10 and #11.And i was so happy because i discovered that david mack had included in the printing a fan comment i had made about issue #9!!! but i felt kinda weird because he had also included my myspace name-- and since im not really a dj and i picked a funny name as in me being lazy or having a lazy eye-which i dont...., but it was waaaay cool being included in the fan letters or "tear drops" as theyre called....

then saturday i went to the two coolest most bad ass art show openings that i had ever been to.and i wasnt planning on going to neither.i took a picure with zack de la rocha, so did my brother and we say russel simmons there too.i was so star struck with zack heres what i said:

(keep in mind i wasnt planning to say anything to him cuz i thought well he just wants to chill) so i start walking over to him and i tap him on the shoulder- at this point i think 'shit its too late! i gotta say it now, why am i so nervous?'...

me:"scuse' me zack is it okay if i take a picture with you?"

zack turns around and looks at me..

z:"sure, whats your name?"

i had forgotten my name....

me:"diana"

and i proceed to ramble and rant on...

me:"i cant believe its you, im a fan of your music, its great, you dont know how much it means to me, im star struck, i cant believe its you..wow."

so we take the pic then my brother takes one - then all these people start flashing pix, and some guys all touching his arm and zacks all confused looking-i guess the guy was trying to tell him that he had a rage tatoo -but he was too nervous to speak. so then zack was like 'ok this is the last picture'...and then he just left and was chillin outside- he was way cool...
but i didnt want to go bug him again-what was i gonna say anyway?......

what i really wanted to yell and say:"OMIGOD ITS ZACK FROM RATM!!! I CANT BELIEVE THIS!YOURE SOOOOO COOOOL I LOVE YOUR FLOWS! I CAN THINK OF METAPHORS LIKE THAT! AND THE WAY YOU SING AND RAP MAN! THATS REAL !! I STILL GOT MY RATM POSTER UP IN MY ROOM AND ITS BEEN THERE SINCE LIKE 10 YEARS AGO,I NEVER WANT TO TAKE IT DOWN CUZ WHEN I DO IM GONNA FEEL OLD, ITS NEXT TO MY BOB MARLEY AND NIRVANA AND NO DOUBT AND PRINCE AND CAFETACUBA AND PANS LABYRINTH POSTERS AND AND ..."
yeah i like that guy, hes the realest...i wish i knew him in person for real... but i wouldnt know what to say and i aint no ho' so it wouldnt be like that, i admire him....oh and check out his project....link

after being star struck me and my bro headed to a graffitti show at track 16- it was the BOMB! no pun intended!
they had a lowrider and everything, it was RISK1's link art show. they had a dj booth open bar and a cool ass crowd too! i think Mr Cartoon sitewas in the house and Estevan Oriol site too...

after the show me and my bro went to 3rd street and chilled in a action figure store which was open late and we almost bought a shit load of Spawn figures but decided not to...we drove home on the PCH like at 2am and saw 5 shooting stars-maybe meteors....it was tight....
....

so this week i had the kids at work learn about the game LA LOTERIA- it originated in Italy and the rich played it, the money won was donated to the poor.link then it got to france, then spain then to mexico, and the rest is history....

i went to TJ yesterday-mad trafico...i wish i could pass people-that'd be tight...i bought lucha masks de rey misterio for my bro and my gramma....

im in some online video link

HAPPY HOLIDAYS and thanks for taking time to read this rant....-diana

ps. dont forget to hug your grandma

sir mix a lot-"baby got back"