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Hey Guys,
Today is Project 4 Awesome on youtube. It's a day where 1000's of people upload videos about charities.
Well I joined the crowd, but instead of a charity my video is about one man.
Some of you here know him. He is an artist, Luis Sanchez. And his work is amazing.
Luis is looking for a kidney donor, he's been on dialysis almost 3 whole years now. Which is too long.
Help Luis Find an O+ Donor
Here's what you can do to help
Today is Project 4 Awesome on youtube. It's a day where 1000's of people upload videos about charities.
Well I joined the crowd, but instead of a charity my video is about one man.
Some of you here know him. He is an artist, Luis Sanchez. And his work is amazing.
Luis is looking for a kidney donor, he's been on dialysis almost 3 whole years now. Which is too long.
Help Luis Find an O+ Donor
Here's what you can do to help
- Post this video on facebook, myspace, your blog, twitter, digg, stumbleupon, etc
- leave comments on the video at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SlqV3Cjpd
Rw (the more comments it gets, the higher it gets in the youtube ratings, the more people that see it.) - have a conversation with each other on the video. leave as many comments as you can - Rate & Favorite the video
- Send emails to websites about Art, Artists and CKD (Chronic Kidney Disease) with links to the video
- send emails to editor@youtube.com asking them to feature the video.
Codeine:smoking room:The world is frozen now
She misses me!
so I haven't had a lot of use for LJ. I basically consider LJ my "personal, personal blog" the blog in which I type things that I don't exactly want my 'large' web audience to see. But being that I'm generally an open book, most things end up on twitter ot facebook, or my other blog.
However this time I actually have something to hide, somewhat.
I get the irony of having a public place where I'm hiding information.
It's funny, laugh it up.
Note2Self:This is why you don't come to LJ anymore
cause everything is so personal?
Note2Self:Cause you look psychotic
oh yea, that.
Jawbreaker:busy:The world becomes too cruel to bear, And something in you starts to tear
So anyway, she left me a message that she misses me. She being the girl from SD. (it's a very elaborate code, you'll never break it.) and I miss her. In fact I've been missing her since I first kissed her, which was like 3 months ago. Thing is...
I haven't exactly been 'crazy' about some one in a long time, I almost don't trust it.
Guess that means I've gotten bitter.
Guess that means I've gotten used to being alone.
Guess that means I've accepted a fate in which I die by myself.
which is fucked up.
I've been crazy nostalgic lately.
When nothing seems to be quite worth it, And sleep becomes the only sure thing
Conversely I've had the worst insomnia in my entire life.
That's a fact, I'm not exaggerating that. Everything else, maybe a little. But my ability to sleep has been stripped away from me.
I'm starting to feel very much like the opening of fight club.
Things haven't exactly lost their saturation (yet). It's not all muffled. I'm not in constant Zombie mode. But I'm feeling distant, quiet, tunnel visioned and zonked out of it.
Note2Self:still crazy
bite me.
Note2Self:how zombie of you
All:this world:don't think I can last to long, in this world.
So for the past 3 months I've noticed I'm the one reaching out, missing her. Actively. And every time I initiate, I pull back.
But finally she sent me a message, and I feel a little lighter.
and yet I woke up at 5pm. so there's still some kinks in the system.
Note2Self:for this world all my promises and plans run like
water through my hands don't think i can meet the
demands of this world
She misses me!
so I haven't had a lot of use for LJ. I basically consider LJ my "personal, personal blog" the blog in which I type things that I don't exactly want my 'large' web audience to see. But being that I'm generally an open book, most things end up on twitter ot facebook, or my other blog.
However this time I actually have something to hide, somewhat.
I get the irony of having a public place where I'm hiding information.
It's funny, laugh it up.
Note2Self:This is why you don't come to LJ anymore
cause everything is so personal?
Note2Self:Cause you look psychotic
oh yea, that.
Jawbreaker:busy:The world becomes too cruel to bear, And something in you starts to tear
So anyway, she left me a message that she misses me. She being the girl from SD. (it's a very elaborate code, you'll never break it.) and I miss her. In fact I've been missing her since I first kissed her, which was like 3 months ago. Thing is...
I haven't exactly been 'crazy' about some one in a long time, I almost don't trust it.
Guess that means I've gotten bitter.
Guess that means I've gotten used to being alone.
Guess that means I've accepted a fate in which I die by myself.
which is fucked up.
I've been crazy nostalgic lately.
When nothing seems to be quite worth it, And sleep becomes the only sure thing
Conversely I've had the worst insomnia in my entire life.
That's a fact, I'm not exaggerating that. Everything else, maybe a little. But my ability to sleep has been stripped away from me.
I'm starting to feel very much like the opening of fight club.
Things haven't exactly lost their saturation (yet). It's not all muffled. I'm not in constant Zombie mode. But I'm feeling distant, quiet, tunnel visioned and zonked out of it.
Note2Self:still crazy
bite me.
Note2Self:how zombie of you
All:this world:don't think I can last to long, in this world.
So for the past 3 months I've noticed I'm the one reaching out, missing her. Actively. And every time I initiate, I pull back.
But finally she sent me a message, and I feel a little lighter.
and yet I woke up at 5pm. so there's still some kinks in the system.
Note2Self:for this world all my promises and plans run like
water through my hands don't think i can meet the
demands of this world