I can say without flinching that I'll probably be one of the most unique people you'll ever meet; well, at least I think so. If you took everything that made me — me — placed it on a table and took a hard look at it, nothing would make sense. But, that's what makes me... me. It's the crossroads of all my interests, my experiences and my abilities. The japanese pop music, the design, the sacrifices, the failures — everything.
Born in the Vegas of the East Coast and now a proud citizen of the West, I'm the blogger, the podcaster, the talkative, the delusional, the idealist, the ambitious and the designer you've probably heard about once during a conversion about eggrolls.
Once again, I find myself in a place where I can once again practice my newfound mantra of transparency — of having nothing to hide. I hope you enjoy the journey, as I always seem to say. But with every day bringing us one step closer to the inevitable last, there's no reason that it shouldn't be that way.
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The Wall of Memories: A wall of (mostly) vintage movie posters from the past at the Sherman Oaks Arclight.
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Wardrobe Transformation = Complete: (View the notes for details.) For the longest time, Jen's been trying to improve my look. When we met I wore oversized shirts and jeans (but not like the "down-to-my-ass" type) and basketball shoes (example — www.flickr.com/photos/avalonstar/31822301/). From growing my hair out to mixing graphic tees with button-down shirts and having me buy my first pair of dark-wash jeans (no really), she's done quite well, but it was never quite complete until a few days ago. After I got home from visiting my parents this past weekend, we decided to get me my first pair of non-Nike sneakers since I wore a pair of high-top Converses in the 2nd grade. With that, the look is complete... I now apparently "dress my age." :)
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The permissions for the shared files are passed from the host (Mac OS) to the guest (Ubuntu). Since the UIDs do not match between users in the host and the guest, you do not have access to some files and folders. Matching the account Unique Identifier (UID) of the host and the guest allows access to all shared files and folders.