<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:19:53.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Washed up on a shore of memory</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-1345713406622319774</id><published>2007-09-02T02:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T02:42:20.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i've recently been</title><content type='html'>finding myself saying things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hi, one for &lt;i&gt;two days in paris&lt;/i&gt; please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello, just a table for one please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh yeah, no, you can take it, no one's sitting there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"okay, maybe i'll come meet you later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, i went by myself, it was good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       so much alone time lately. but it really has been good. i have this charging thing that happens when i'm away or isolated, like i'm a battery that can go and can maybe be ready to socialize adequately at some point throughout the day. and yet other times not charged nearly enough. like all the time in the world couldn't buy me some energy. just a bunny i am! i do think i think about it too much though. how do i get around that? to concentrate on not thinking about how you're thinking too much. if all goes according to planned, i'll be moving to nyc in jan. feeling good about it. scared though. leaving everything to just go. and then not really having a choice to be alone or not. just jumping. i'm so tired. i get cheesy when i'm tired. so lethargic. i quit my job yesterday. what am i thinking?! roller coaster. i just want to do music. and be satisfied in doing so. i'm never satisfied. fuck dat shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-1345713406622319774?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/1345713406622319774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=1345713406622319774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/1345713406622319774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/1345713406622319774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-recently-been.html' title='i&apos;ve recently been'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-1841589491363045359</id><published>2007-08-15T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T23:46:05.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE BANKSY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-1841589491363045359?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/1841589491363045359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=1841589491363045359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/1841589491363045359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/1841589491363045359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-love-banksy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-3019781655923376363</id><published>2007-06-28T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:53:50.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tip toe through our shiny city</title><content type='html'>i managed to get the time off work that i needed to see the national last night with jordan in sf at bimbo's. we had promised eachother the night before that we would go straight to the bar upon arrival and each take a shot with a beer chaser. somehow the fernet branca and budweiser just seemed necessary for the occasion. the show, in my opinion, was the best of the year so far. there are inconsistensies with that band that i would ordinarily dislike with other bands, but they get away with it for some reason, a bit like ryan adams, but still different. "charm" if you like. and perhaps just plain lovely memories of london and the people there. i forgot how much i missed certain things/nights/person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-3019781655923376363?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/3019781655923376363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=3019781655923376363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/3019781655923376363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/3019781655923376363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/06/tip-toe-through-our-shiny-city.html' title='tip toe through our shiny city'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-1175166977836571704</id><published>2007-05-24T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T14:38:52.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Son of a Widow</title><content type='html'>after some mewithoutYou talk last night, and after realising that some people(ie: kristin, brian...?!) hadn't actually listened to them before, i was propelled to take a listen and tried imagining myself hearing them for the first time. then this song played and i was recalling them playing it live in camden town, it being probably some of the sadder few minutes of my life, and yet somehow still hopeful. simply amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-1175166977836571704?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/1175166977836571704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=1175166977836571704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/1175166977836571704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/1175166977836571704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/05/son-of-widow.html' title='Son of a Widow'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-5517461469471117499</id><published>2007-05-10T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T21:19:00.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a million miles still to go</title><content type='html'>i think things are just now starting to sort out, kind of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-5517461469471117499?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/5517461469471117499/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-5879259768753693332</id><published>2007-04-28T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T12:03:22.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>put a little somethin in our lemonade and take it with us</title><content type='html'>as of yesterday, one hundred and twenty-five mixed drinks later and after both written and practical exams, i am now a california state certified bartender. bark! bark!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-5879259768753693332?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/5879259768753693332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=5879259768753693332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/5879259768753693332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/5879259768753693332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/04/put-little-somethin-in-our-lemonade-and.html' title='put a little somethin in our lemonade and take it with us'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-9047239353950453757</id><published>2007-04-03T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T18:21:56.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>parlor match</title><content type='html'>a new song that jordan wrote is up on both his music myspace page and my personal. he wrote, played and sang all but the few drum bits that are there. great song and melody creating on his part. i'm very pleased with it. let me know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-9047239353950453757?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/9047239353950453757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=9047239353950453757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/9047239353950453757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/9047239353950453757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/04/parlor-match.html' title='parlor match'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-7892529761662849485</id><published>2007-03-25T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T19:41:22.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a good song</title><content type='html'>this is probably one of my favourite music videos ever. it captures a certain reality so well. the song itself is really good but the imagery changes everything. for me more so i suppose, because it reminds me of a certain london someone. not so much the words, but a time and place and perhaps the overall feel. as well as it being an exact recollection of scotland... me walking the streets of edinburgh two nights in a row, alone &amp; completely drunk, at clubs and just meeting random people and making friends. this was filmed in paris but the brick streets and some shots are straight nostalgia of edinburgh. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3_YrOULNY0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3_YrOULNY0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-7892529761662849485?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/7892529761662849485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=7892529761662849485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/7892529761662849485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/7892529761662849485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/03/good-song.html' title='a good song'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-5852418335392774522</id><published>2007-03-13T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T18:27:19.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't stop craving london. i actually hope it'll stop soon because it's agony. i'll be going back this summer if all goes well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; bit makes me miss new york though...&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5kkAkLCudAU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5kkAkLCudAU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-5852418335392774522?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/5852418335392774522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=5852418335392774522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/5852418335392774522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/5852418335392774522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-cant-stop-craving-london.html' title=''/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-6154740690936828568</id><published>2007-03-12T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T15:21:06.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like what he said here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYRY4FNzog4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lYRY4FNzog4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you're really interested...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvcZMzJe_fQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvcZMzJe_fQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-6154740690936828568?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/6154740690936828568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=6154740690936828568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/6154740690936828568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/6154740690936828568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-like-what-he-said.html' title='i like what he said here...'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-1240641950890554022</id><published>2007-03-09T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T16:27:45.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all the water left...</title><content type='html'>i woke up sick. ate some soup, drank tea, and read bits out of the collosus. i don't know when this thing is going to be satisfied. it's hard to care about much right now. i want to, i just can't bring myself to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was expecting a little more out of rob bell wednesday night. he didn't talk about his book one bit. i was hoping he would. he said he didn't want to because he wrote it, which is understandable but still weird. instead he came out and semi-jokingly said the q &amp; a session would be as good as we made it. i wish he would have presented &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;. it took the audience about 15 or 20 minutes to get warmed up and comfortable with him. and even some of the better questions that were asked were left with vague and ambiguous feeling answers, leaving me wanting more explanations. it was good to just have him in front of me though. he's changed my perspective on a whole lot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other interests, daft punk confirmed their show with the rapture at the greek theatre in berkeley on july 27th. fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i want to feel numb? i'm sure it has a lot to do with not having money or a job and having bills to pay. along with living in the san jose area right now. at the moment, it's hard to believe the whole pitch about making yourself happy where you are, not having the place determining it. how does one remain unaffected?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-1240641950890554022?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/1240641950890554022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=1240641950890554022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/1240641950890554022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/1240641950890554022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-woke-up-sick.html' title='all the water left...'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-172398571882483185</id><published>2007-02-28T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T13:51:51.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>paper boats</title><content type='html'>i'm back home. not too happy, not too unhappy i guess. perhaps a bit more unhappy than happy. it's fine. seeing people is nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going home to the woods in the rain was satisfactory. i like it up here. it's wet and brisk. the air is so much cleaner. perfect. sleeping in my own bed was lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but be lost in those two weeks. it'll pass eventually, but i'm not so sure i want 'eventually' to take place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-172398571882483185?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/172398571882483185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=172398571882483185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/172398571882483185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/172398571882483185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/02/paper-boats.html' title='paper boats'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-5297501866602104421</id><published>2007-02-22T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T13:28:03.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess i'm kinda lost in space...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been going through a very strange and unfamiliar phase lately, perhaps for the last month or so. i don't seem to care about much of anything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; come to the realisation only recently that i spend a lot of time trying to please people in lots of different little ways, and for some reason i just haven't brought myself to care anymore. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; tired of being stressed and anxious about what people think of me, as if to uphold some bullshit reputation, ...it can easily and quickly eat up one's life. everyone is human. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not talking about not caring for people or not having people's best interests at heart... kindness and loving people wins. i guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just learning more and more to not be completely paranoid and so self aware. does the quest for finding your most honest self ever end? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been trying for years... so depressing, and quite annoying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; being this cheesy. if i were reading this on someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; blog i would think they were completely cheesy. it's just heavy on me right now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; also questioning things in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;christianity&lt;/span&gt; a lot, which may be a good thing in the long run, or just plain bad. i haven't sorted it out yet. i just want to do what i want to do, and not care. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; over a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;london&lt;/span&gt; truly is incredible. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tim&lt;/span&gt; and i both feel like i just live here now. it doesn't feel like any sort of break or vacation, just normal, like i should be here, perhaps even belong here. we've had big nights out lately. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;emily&lt;/span&gt; is currently in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;paris&lt;/span&gt; on business. she might have sold a design to a company that might distribute her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;designs&lt;/span&gt; on handbags in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;france&lt;/span&gt;. so cool. my sort of lack of time/funds has kept me from going down there with her for a couple days. next time with friends from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;california&lt;/span&gt; will be perfect. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;scotland&lt;/span&gt;, on the other hand, was fun. crazy. random, and maybe even a bit lonely, but fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;nonetheless&lt;/span&gt;. today is extremely chill. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;tim&lt;/span&gt; is at college. camilla is at work. i took a bath. it was honestly one of the best, most relaxing things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; done since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been here. i think i may watch a film now and just take it easy with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tetley&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; managed to order a film called "girl on the bridge". it came in a couple days ago. i couldn't find it anywhere in the bay area. i even swam and went looking at the bottom of the bay, couldn't find it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;camilla&lt;/span&gt; really likes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;vetiver&lt;/span&gt;. weird that they're not even huge in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;francisco&lt;/span&gt; and yet there's a buzz about them over here. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; is mad crazy yo. neat. okay, this was too long. thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. listen to a song called, "la la" by cortney tidwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, "world war 24" by ryan adams is simply amazing, along with most of his stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-5297501866602104421?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/5297501866602104421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=5297501866602104421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/5297501866602104421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/5297501866602104421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-guess-im-kinda-lost-in-space.html' title='i guess i&apos;m kinda lost in space...'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-117109268629902505</id><published>2007-02-09T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T13:29:43.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue sky, when you gonna learn to rain?</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting in Jordan's office right now, sippin on a calimojay (about 2 1/2 oz. red wine, filled with coke, topped with a orange juice float... basically bliss in a glass) listening to Demolition. I woke up early today, around 10:30, and came here to help record drums and percussion stuff on one of Jordan's solo project songs with him. There was a view and a good sound of the rain coming down through the window in the room, we drank tea, tried to wake up and i sat behind a small drum set for the first time in months trying to remember those little things that a drummer can do to try to make it sound like he knows what he's doing. I wish it was my job, to just do things like this. I feel like it's all Ryan Adams does... wakes up for his routine, gets coffee, heads down to the studio somewhere in Manhattan, does a line of coke and just works at his leisure. It was fun today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for London Monday. Anticipation. A great Blonde Redhead song. I'm coming Shannon! You'll have to show me your favourite places so far when i arrive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard someone say on t.v. today that love is absolutely the most important thing in life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-117109268629902505?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/117109268629902505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=117109268629902505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/117109268629902505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/117109268629902505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/02/blue-sky-when-you-gonna-learn-to-rain.html' title='blue sky, when you gonna learn to rain?'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-117037537062682134</id><published>2007-02-01T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T16:16:10.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bird on a wire.</title><content type='html'>For some reason lately i've just wanted it to be summer time, ...warm and clear skied, and then i would drive around santa cruz with a few friends listening to rogue wave and perhaps eating some banana ice cream from marianne's before we would go to the beach and just &lt;i&gt;be&lt;/i&gt; at the beach. Although of course that would only last for maybe 4 hours or so before i would crave rain and clouds again and i would want to go to a nice pub and throw darts and drink a boddingtons, ...but it's neither rain nor shine lately and i think it may be throwing me off. I need to start reading more... any recommendations?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-117037537062682134?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/117037537062682134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=117037537062682134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/117037537062682134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/117037537062682134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2007/02/bird-on-wire.html' title='bird on a wire.'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28629805.post-116516926436179108</id><published>2006-12-03T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T13:33:45.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>City streets.</title><content type='html'>There's been some time and things have taken place, one being a great visit to New York... We met some nice people and i guess what better way to keep in touch than &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=134863732"&gt;Jesse&lt;/a&gt; right? Apparently i'm back in, non-New York friends should be friends too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28629805-116516926436179108?l=zoetheelephant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/feeds/116516926436179108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28629805&amp;postID=116516926436179108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/116516926436179108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28629805/posts/default/116516926436179108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoetheelephant.blogspot.com/2006/12/city-streets.html' title='City streets.'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11962954821551575969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/sanzenkid/slideandeye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
