1-26-20xx I woke up at 9AM today. Shocked. It really is wild how often I wake up within the 3-minute range of 8:30 AM. I suppose the snow had me whispy or relaxed or something.

1-26-20xx The wonder of the great snowstorm is over and now we must sit inside of the parenthesis of consequence. If thunder is the Gods bowling a strike, what the hell is 8 inches of snow? It’s OK though. More time for me to read twenty-five percent of a book. Make an egg salad and the like. Draw you the greatest picture you’ve ever seen. But a Jedi knows not these things… Never gave a damn about no damn Jedi though. Not at summer camp, not now.

1-26-20xx I would never save over one of your save slots, not if it’s a rental, not if you have a duplicate on a memory card. I have much too much love. I don’t care if you haven’t picked it up in three years, AAA. I will never overwrite those memories for you.

1-25-20xx SNOW DAY TIME!!! It’s time to sit in the house and watch Final Fantasy X videos. Organize my keychain collection. Write you a letter that you didn’t ask for. Write you thoughts you knew I already thought. And hell, why not? The cold warms us, separately and together. I swear I’m no poet, I’m simply full of shit and intrusion. And what’s the differentiation anyways? We could watch three movies back to back to back, but I wouldn’t call us buffs or anything. I wouldn’t even singularly describe any of us as buff. But you’re much stronger than me… And aye! That’s what I love about us. These snowy days really do get me so happy in such a funny way.

1-24-20xx Everything teleports me back to a place I can’t describe. I’m in a constant tornado of places I can’t describe, and I write words that circle a drain into the same place I can’t describe. What am I even talking about now? A distant kind of memory that I struggle to articulate. I need a thesarus for any word at this point, even the word word. Not to mention I didn’t even spell thesarus right, here or even then. I may spend the last dry day to listen to the Beatles, and maybe a few extra minutes trying to find the right word to describe just about anything.

1-23-20xx I urge all thinking that it’s a good idea to try the Eat Tide Pod Challenge: Please don’t do it.

1-22-20xx I rarely hear anyone saying that they are “setting the stage” for an actual stage… Maybe I don’t know enough theatrical types and the like. I wouldn’t mind getting to know a few, although I hear they can be a bit good at being honest. But then some people think actors are actually good at lying…? So which is it, which group is the fibbers? Again, I don’t know, I know a few types, the nailbiting kind, but… I don’t know. I really don’t think about actors that much, unless I see William Peterson in a movie, and I normally just think, Oh, that’s William Peterson. He seems like an honest type though.

1-21-20xx Another short day… The sun gets bored so early now a days… In a way I really don’t mind, but… After all these years I have become accustomed to the sun, it seems, and… Some evenings come 7 or so I feel as if I miss him… But he will return again, soon… He’s here, and now, however… Maybe I should step foot out of this cell and get some light, that’s what all the docs and profs tell you to do. I wonder if they tell the sun to go out and see people.

1-20-20xx Of course there’s no real reason to be running this blog. Yes, imagine being the odd duck who takes their time to read this, but imagine being the bumbling MF who actually writes it!!! No, I mean well, come on… No need for harshness. If you would like to submit a poem or a sentence or a rant or a missed connections of sorts you can always send an email to e@sex-emo.com because sometimes there is nothing to be said. Most of the time there is nothing to be said, but with words you make with them what thou will, is what I always say.

1-19-20xx Just a random thank-you blog to all the people who check the site, follow the Instagram, like the pics, listen to the music, borrow a sexemo shirt from a boyfriend, anything like that. We want to keep the company underground, because that’s the shit that’s the best. Underground shit. We don’t do pointless collabs. We don’t send shit to pointless people. We have no intention of carrying sexemo in places that we don’t believe in. The only place you can purchase the stuff is from our online webstore and a few select places in NYC. And at the time of this posting, it isn’t available in any of those IRL stores, so your best bet is here on sex-emo.com. We probably leave a bit of $ on the table by not carrying our shit in some bullshit like CCS, by not having monthly pop-ups, stuff like that. And aye, so what?

1-18-20xx This is an incredibly easy thought to think. Meet me at the Bomb-Omb Battlefield for some serious excitement.

1-17-20xx There’s nothing I can’t do right-side-up, even on a day like today, a Saturday, where the snow falls, but transparensizes before it hits the concrete. Snow doesn’t exist here like it does where I’m from, where I’m used to. But I’ve been here long enough to where I’m used to it here, too. Counting the days until there’s a solid chance that it won’t be so bitter out, but I don’t even mind the bitter… I’ve just found that there’s a certain charm in looking towards new things that I’ve witnessed year in year out. The warmth isn’t going to change the world in my world. God I can be such a whiner, can’t I? Remember when I mentioned Austin Powers?

1-16-20xx Enough of the funny business. Do I look like Austin Powers do you? Take it seriously, for once. Turn the switch off. I can, I think. Maybe it isn’t my place to say. I have jokes for days, enough to fill a knuckle full of weeks… I’m so serious, that’s how I see it anyways. Yet here you laugh? I’m no stand-up, though. Save some of those smiles for the photos, please.

1-15-20xx I’m so full of thoughts. Apparently that doesn’t make me thoughtful. That would mean I were courteous, or perhaps generous. When I’m full of thoughts I may be inquisitive, curious… I want to be thoughtful, dammit. Perhaps thoughtfull will be the new word of 20xx. Can we make this happen, people?!

1-15-20xx For my money, my money is on you… I can bet donuts to dollars that you’ll be back where I want you and when, but I’ve never been one to gamble… And I don’t think it’s a good idea at all and I don’t think it’s good… And I think all these companies and apps… Anyways, I would give myself this one chance to do it, I’d risk it all for… What now??? Is it worth a damn bent dime? No, I have no idea what the hell I’m talking about. It’s Thursday, all!

1-14-20xx The winner for yesterday’s Send An E-Mail blog contest has been decided. You have been sent an e-mail. Thank you. In other news… What other news…? There’s no good news. Which means there’s no… News… No, there’s always news here or there. Today is the celebration of it being exactly one month until Valentine’s Day. I want nothing else than to be eating a thick thickburger with cheese somewhere in Manhattan. It may make me poor and needy to give the cook my money, but man needs to make a sacrifice such as this every once in awhile. Do you guys have plans for Valentine’s Day? We will be making some products for it, including Valentine’s Day cards. God I need that hamburger and I need it now. Oh baby what I would do to speed up time so I could have it now… And to chase it with an array of chocolates that have caramel and that strawberry cream stuff that’s in some of them… I just love Love, what can I say… It’s so… loving… <3

1-13-20xx Unlike the other versions, this blog is a bit more usable to some degree. It moves a little more quickly, I think. If you’d like to see something new on this site, send an email over. The blog and pic area will be updated daily, as far as my mind can figure out how to navigate that. Anyways… Not much else to say at the moment. New hoodies will be available on the store tomorrow, so that is cool. As far as the time, I don’t know. Every Wednesday we will release something. Last week was a t-shirt and a lanyard, this week is a hoodie, next week will be a random tshirt, and the next will be fingerboards. Fortunately nobody is reading this so nobody will know that. I could probably spend some more time advertising these things on IG, building some kind of hype, marketing, but… I hate to feel annoying about that kind of thing. Instagram is more for pictures and videos. This website is also intended for that. It’s cool that anybody would be checking this site. Having a site that is regularly updated feels like a relic… There isn’t much gratification from it, but at one point in time it was a kind of currency. So how about this? If you read this and you’re interesting in purchasing a hoodie tomorrow, send us an email telling us about your day. The first person will get a discount code for 50% off tomorrow’s hoodie release. It could be a fun thing to do???

1-12-20xx Starting the week off by starting the week off… Not that there is always something to say but I want to make it certain that bare minimum something can be said. Right? It doesn’t mean you have to listen. Anywhomst. It’s the day to drink coffee and be stealthy. Like Solid Snake when he crawls around in a cardboard box. What are you up to today? Sitting in the other room, answering questions on your computer? Sitting in your PJ’s??? I am, and I am not, for better or for worse. Mentally I am going through all of these things on my list, but the list keeps recharging every day. It’s a daily fight against the list. It may not be your cup of tea to have a list, maybe you don’t have time to make one. I always have time for a good list. May make a list tomorrow if I have some time. Worst haunted houses? Best GBA games to play specifically on a GB Micro? Who knows. For a lot of people this would be nothing. It’s a year for everybody though.

1-12-20xx In as much as… If somebody starts a sentence like that, that is a FUCK YOU to YOU. It’s just a confusing stray of words.

1-11-20xx My internal alarm gets me up at the same time every day. I haven’t needed a song on my phone to wake me up in years. I’m not bragging, it is what it is. It’s good because I feel like waking up to the same tune every day can really ruin the tune for you. Like I never want to hear the Apple iPhone theme ever again, cause I’ve heard it so much. Fortunately I have that internal alarm that I was talking about earlier.

1-10-20xx :)-/—< :)-\—< DO A LITTLE DANCE FOR THE WEEKEND!!!!!!!!

1-9-20xx It’s time for the weekend, straight up. I don’t want to write about shit cause I want to get right to the weekend. The end. But wait, it’s not the end! It’s never the end, not like I see it. Fuck that. It’s another gorgeous NYC winter day. If it’s nice here it’s probably doubly nice everywhere else, yeah? Maybe you live in Tulsa or Medicine Hat, I’m sure it’s 60 degrees there, perfect day to hit a pivot to fakie. Work first, though. Or class… Make the grade, take your time, go on a pointless run. What is going on for your weekend?

1-8-20xx Thursday it is. It’s a PERFECT winter day here in NYC. I mean, perhaps to be perfect would indicate a beautiful snowfall on Christmas Eve, or something. But for my money, it’s always those days in January and Feb when it’s like 50 degrees and the sunlight feels perfect on the skin of your hoodie. I’m doing laundry at the laundromat, which is a staple here. I have decided that while the laundry sits in the dryer, I am going to go to the skatepark and do 30-60 pivot fakies. I’ve been working on the new SexEmo 27mm fingerboards that are slated for the end of the month as well. It’s a ton of work but I’ve been crafting boards for a couple years now and I feel like I’m finally confident enough to do them myself. They will only be 27mm because that’s the only size I ride. OK, along with the pivot-to-fakies, I will also do a feel rock-hangup-to-fakies. Those are the two best tricks to do on a ramp. This is the fun part about living in NYC though, trying to fit in and distribute the fun with the struggle. Not that doing laundry is a struggle, but it sure as hell isn’t fun. But it’s like that… Skate in between laundry, take a walk while you get on the phone with somebody you would rather not be on the phone with, go eat chicken while sending out e-mails, things like that. It’s like that anywhere, true. But NYC has buildings!!!!!!!!

1-7-20xx Do a little jig or whataveyou for Wednesday. Thank you for ordering on the sex-emo.com store. As of January 2026 (now) all items that are up will be up for the rest of the year… Once it’s sold out though, it’s sold out… We will have new items (or item) every week. Why am I telling you this? Because I have no life, so it seems… It’s quite a nice day out today in New York City. I need to buy new wheels for my board. All I want to do in January is piss my time away doing pivot fakies. Do you have this trick? It’s a good one to work on in preparation for the summer time. If you can do these, send a message or a photo of one.

1-6-20xx I will watch gameplay of Harvest Moon but I may not be the one to play it. What does that say about me? About you? About farming? That’s what today is like. There are tasks that don’t involve carrying around chicken or sleeping, but there could be a variant of one of the former. Sleeping comes later though. Being lovingly… Now that’s all part of the process. I could use being more lovingly.

1-5-20xx Ah, the first Monday of the year… That little dude Garfield would be pissed, if he were still with us today… Nah, maybe he’s still around actually. I’m just spending my day messing around a bit. There will be a couple new things on the store this Wednesday, a new t-shirt and a lanyard for the real heads. If you want to see some of the new stuff coming out, check the Pics tab on the homepage to see more, that’s where all the new pics have been going. I want to get some more stuff put on this site, so if you have any cool pics like drawings or pics of sexemo clothing or anything, send it to the email. It’s the dead of winter here in NYC. I rank the winter somewhere in between the best and worst seasons of NYC. I like all of them for different reasons, but I find I get nostalgic for the winter before, it’s stupid. Like right now I’m thinking about how cool January of 2025 was, lol, when it was really a bunch of nothing! But it’s most often a bunch of nothing. I mean for godssake! But it’s also really nice. It gives me more time to watch people playing Harvest Moon on the TV, or to read a brand new magazine. How will you spend this Monday? Listening to rock or rap? Doing fuck all even less than that??? Not on my watch, I’d say.

1-4-20xx Don’t get Snoopy with me, do your little dance but don’t get too Snoopy with me now… Just get a little Snoopy… Point your nose in the air and do the little dance. OK fine, get Snoopy with me, then.

1-4-20xx FCUK every body

1-3-20xx Time to listen to Pierce The Veil bitchs…

1-3-20xx I’m already getting my life ready for Valentine’s Day. I’m not often one to celebrate, but love is a mysterious fig, as one Paul Rudd said. The main problem is I don’t own a pink shirt. Perhaps that can be on my to-do list. That you and chocolate……. What’s better than that? Paul Rudd the optimist. Funny guy, too.

1-3-20xx Day three of the last of my life. I woke up, I' got dressed, what more do you want? I will probably make a egg. What the hell are you doing so great with your life? Two eggs, three? No, I’m joyous today. I may hit the town and listen to video games. I may not? Doesn’t matter so. It’s under 30 degrees in NYC which is the official Cold/Not Cold Over/Under. So, Cold, it is. It isn’t extremely painful for me. But it also ain’t it chief…! I’m still so happy from opening presents on Christmas. I love having things that you can keep enjoying after it’s initial excitement. I am drinking a cup of Joe from a new mug, and it reminds me of Christmas. One of the best holidays, by far. I also love Halloween, although I haven’t celebrated in years. But this year I’m going to really make it happen. I want to make really exciting things for sex-emo.com for Halloween and if you have any cool ideas for it hit my line, the sooner the better. Also love St. Patrick’s Day, again never celebrated officially but I love kelly green and I love when the weather is above the /Not Cold line. I have serious holidays on the mind, I guess. I really want to celebrate more this year if possible.

1-2-20xx Good afternoon to all the text readers out there. It’s cold as a dickhead out here in the big city. I cherish these days, but you won’t find me not wishing for warmth, either. What a sentence! The weekend is almost under way… It’s time to celebrate and dance till we learn a new dance. Even in a life like mine I love the weekend. Sitting on the couch, watching gameplay footage of Scribblenauts, things like that, does it get any better? Hopefully the first weekend of the year brings you great joy. Do you have any crazy weekend plans?

1-1-20xx Ramblings of a motha fuckin dumb fucka… And that, my friends, on the first day of the year…! Resolutions, I have some… But who’s counting? Imagine all the failures I’m saving for the end of the year. No, I’m just being pessimistic. Maybe I’ll put on Stranger Things, maybe I’ll write a new song. Maybe I’ll log off for a second and clean myself. Maybe my hair won’t even have time to dry. The lighting here is different, the LED’s certainly won’t warm me up. Perhaps I’ll put on my best sweater vest I never had. There’s 364.5 days left, better make due/do while there’s time. But there’s always at least a hundred people trying to do the same. I can’t see myself waiting in those lines anymore though. Send your resolutions my way. e@sex-emo.com

12-31-20xx The last day of the beginning of the end of our lives….??? Can you believe it? I have little to say, it needs not repeating… Yet it’s most of what I repeat anyways. Anyways! We keep calm and carry on. What are you guys thinking you want to be for New Year’s Eve? I’m going to dress up as a Dracula :)

12-30-20xx Not always a bunch of stuff happening at all times, sometimes though everything is happening at once.

12-30-20xx New stuff coming all year long, next year, the year of 20xx, if you can believe it or not. Really happy with the slight revamp of the website thus far, it’s a pain to try getting it how I want but I’ve never been a website or webpage designer of any sort. It’s not fun for most people to look at sites at all based on my studies (I like them!) but it’s happy to know there are a few out there. If you like the blog, send an email to e@sex-emo.com

12-30-20xx Thanks for anyone looking into this blog, it means a lot, or somewhat a lot.

12-29-20xx Staring anew…Old blog was a pain in the ass to update, and surely this one will be too.