The World, as I See It.

Listening to:  Laura Marling

Thoughts on the world

• Kobe Bryant can rape whomever he wants.  I'd like someone to show me a female who isn't willing to spread her legs for a basketball god. 
• Why is everyone so adamant about following these presidential elections?  Our country/world is going to go up in flames soon, anyway.  Hillary or Obama? We either get a woman dealing with war and answering the phone at 3 in the morning, which I'm sorry, is bullshit.  The other option is a too charming, militarily unprepared man with childish dreams.  Awesome.
• Regarding American Idol... Jason Castro made dreadlocks sexy.  The only people who will actually purchase David Archuleta's album are thirteen year old girls, or middle age women who buy the album for their thirteen year old daughters. 
• Global warming is harming Orange County weather, which is devastating.  But does anyone honestly believe that we can save the Earth this late in the game? No, not really.
• When ridiculously intelligent people are also arrogant pricks, they are disliked.  Not envied. 
• Cereal is more satisfying at midnight than 7 in the morning. 
• You should be embarrassed to have a recreational MySpace, but it's better to have one than to stalk people anonymously.  
• The female sex has the tendency to indulge in drama and dwell on petty bullshit, and it gets old.  Really fast. 
• Sex is better than any other human form of exercise.  There is no room for disagreement.  
• Tom Leykis is a bitter asshole, but at times, he's pretty clever and funny. 
• George W. could have taken any action possible after Sept. 11, and America would still grow to despise him.
• Country musicians do have talent.
• Why do people think the "emo" or "scene" look works?  It doesn't work.  Stop that. 

Leelove

"Shit is the tofu of cursing"

-David Sedaris

An Unfortunate Realization

Listening to: Portishead

Today I've had a somewhat unfortunate realization.  Two nights ago, in all of my excitement for life and writing, I began this absolutely magnificent blog.  Unfortunately, I hadn't yet realized that the blog community is full of people with some sort of preternatural ability to glamorously accessorize their pages.  What's more tragic is that I have no desire to make my page look like a virtual art gallery or restaurant menu.  In fact, I like the simplicity.  Read my words.  Fall in love with me.  Go ahead.  Cap ou pas cap?

A few years back, my 4 friends and I watched a French film called Love Me if You Dare.  It soon became a very large part of all our lives.  After years of incessant petty arguments and emotional immaturity, a simple game of Cap ou Pas Cap? changed everything.  It brought us back together, in that way that only a some unexpected event can change things.  Fortunately for us, this event was not a death or a big move.  It was a typical movie night and a new stolen spoon.  

If you haven't seen the movie, the general basis is two lifelong friends and a never-ending game of Dare or Not, or Cap ou Pas Cap?  Well our version of the game began at a restaurant in Balboa (a beach town in Orange County), where we were dining after having watched the movie.  We discussed the movie excitedly up until dessert, when someone declared that we must partake in the bold game.  The only thing missing was a pawn--something to pass around from darer to daree (after their successful completion of the dare, of course).  So we stole a spoon from the restaurant, and our game began.

It started with little, silly things, such as grab that guy's ass or stand on that table and pretend to be looking for someone for a few minutes.  It got a little bolder with sit on that man's lap for as long as he'll let you, and go into the middle of the bonfire pits and belt out in song.  There were many other dares to come, but unfortunately, the game came to a standstill.  

The reason behind my telling this story is that the spoon was brought up in conversation today with one of my old friends.  The 5 of us haven't spent time together since around the time of our game's death.   I'm genuinely excited for this reuniting and new round of dares.  I know that over the duration of the past couple of years, we have all gotten ten times bolder, ten times craftier, and ten times crazier.  

Summer begins, at least for me, in one week.

Let's see what happens.

Leelove

"Sophie was back in the game! Pure, raw, explosive pleasure! Better than drugs, better than smack! Better than a dope-coke-crack-fit-shit-shoot-sniff-ganja-marijuana-blotter-acid-ecstasy! Better than sex, head, 69, orgies, masturbation, tantrism, Kama Sutra, or Thai doggy-style! Better than banana milkshakes! Better than George Lucas's trilogy, the muppets and 2001! Better than Emma Peel, Marilyn, Lara Croft and Cindy Crawford's beauty mark! Better than the B-side to Abbey Road, Jimi Hendrix and the first man on the moon! Space Mountain, Santa Claus, Bill Gates' fortune, the Dalai Lama, Lazarus raised from the dead! Schwarzenegger's testosterone  shots, Pam Anderson's lips! Woodstock, raves... Better than Sade, Rimbaud, Morrison and Castaneda! Better than freeson, better than life!"

-Love Me if You Dare

The First Taste

Listening to: Jamie Cullum 

Hello new friends,

Because this is my first blog, let me tell you about myself. You can call me Leelove.  I was raised in Orange County, but I currently reside amongst the beautiful hysteria of San Francisco.  I love the city, but I miss warm weather, the beach, and my dog.  I don't make plans, but I do have hopes.  I hope to write in the entertainment industry, maybe a magazine or for films.  I believe in music and its power to impact individual lives, mine included.  My favorite movies of all time are Pulp Fiction and Breakfast at Tiffany's.  I love reading, especially the bizarre humor of David Sedaris.  I believe that you should try everything at least once.  It's better to regret doing something than to regret passing up a rare or random opportunity.  

I am just finishing up my freshmen year at USF.  This year has been full of incredible, unexpected changes, and I have been recording all of my new experiences, among other things, in my journal along the way.  So I finally decided that continuing to keep my writing solely to myself would be a silly, selfish act.  So welcome to my life and my mind.  Enjoy the poetry, fiction, reality, pessimism, boredom, happiness, excitement, stupidity, melodrama, cynicism, depth, sadness, music, and love that make up my life. I know I'll enjoy sharing.  

Leelove 

"When shit brings you down, just say fuck it, and eat yourself some motherfucking candy."

   -Me Talk Pretty One Day