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I can't sleep. I feel I have to get this out of my system, because I am still hurting inside. I feel fake when I talk to people about poe because in order to do so, I have to turn into some spaced-out shell in order to keep from breaking. I don't know why this is affecting me so much, but every day since; waking up, looking at his pillow on the floor, driving home from work, coming home to just hachi, in the shower, and going to sleep at nite, I cry. I cry about average of 4 times a day by myself, and have gone through 3 boxes of tissues. I feel stupid cuz it's only an animal, only a cat. And I feel guilty of how I handled that day. The day Dy called me, I broke down at work. I hate it when people see me cry. I feel stupid and weak. I really hate it. Even as a kid, I hardly every cried infront of people/friends/family. I had to appear strong. Rudi told me to take off work, but I said 'no'. I was gonna stay there to take my mind off it because I couldn't take him in. But the closer the time got, I started to panic, and left the office. I was stuck crying in afternoon traffic and played phone tag with Dy. 10 mins away from home, was just too long. The vet closed in 20 mins, and he had to take poe in. He offered to do it the next day, but I couldn't handle that, a whole 24 hours of knowing the end was near.I told him to give him a kiss and tell him goodbye for me. I missed my chance to personally say goodbye to poe, one last time. I got home and collapsed hysterically, in my bed, and remained there till Dy got back. Then we mourned together. What also haunts me is the fact that we tried so hard, and he had been sick so long. Less they a year old, he was pretty much on the decline since Oct. That's more then half his life. I can't even remember what he was like as a healthy kitten. I only have pictures. Numerous trips to the vet, to the emergency vet, hospitalization, blood tests... My caregiving routine in the final month would be to put eye drops in his eyes, give him liquid medicine and vitamins doses, and mix in powder vitamins in his soft foods. All this 2x a day, and on weekends, I tried to get him to eat a little, every hour. I became a light sleeper, and would feel his attempts to try and jump on my bed in the middle of the night, only to fall flat on his back. I would then jolt awake and lift him to sleep beside me. My bed is a little over a foot off the ground. Towards the end, it was so bad, we had to carry him to the litter box, to his pillow, hand feed him food and if he tried to do anything on his own, he would just swirve and flop down. He didn't meow, purr, or knead me anymore, and would just kind of ly in a crooked angle. His claws where constantly extended, and if you held his limbs they had slight tremors as if he had the chills. He was really thin, and compared to hachi, about 3/4ths to her full size. Hachi was the runt of their litter. you could see his shoulder blades, ribs and hip bones, but his fur was still soft and a beautiful blue/grey. We probably should had ended his suffering sooner, but denial blinds you of such options. I kept thinking if I did the medicine routine, he'd improve. We were selfish, but by then we knew what the right thing to do was. I guess I'm feeling extra sensitive because Dy cleaned out the 2nd litter box today, and since then, hachi had just been lying around, not her usual crazy self. If you read this and know me, please don't try to talk to me about this. I wrote this to get it off my chest, in hopes to help me move on.  we put Poe-Poe to sleep this afternoon around 5pm. seriously underweight + couldn't function on his own + had the shivers = suffering. i couldn't bring myself to take him down and watch the process through, dy had to do it. i haven't stopped crying since noon. I find I have no will or desire to write in this blog anymore. I don't know if it's the fact that I'm sick of pitas, or that I rather live life then write about it, or that I'm just getting more lazy. Any-hoo, i don't really know if i'll write again... For some reason, since the new year, I haven't had the 'urge' to write an entry. It could be that during the days, I'm learning my duties and organizing chaos at my new job, so that in the evenings, all I want to do is vegg-outt. And it could also be that my emotional levels are also being wanned, having to hospitalized my kitten for 2 days. It seemed the right thing to do since he lost considerable weight when I got back from HI, ate little, pooped even less, and couldn't jump off 2ft without falling down. Now that we got him back, he can't even walk in a straight line, feels even lighter, has a slight tremor, dandruff, and makes a cracking sound with his jaw when he chews. Goddamned vets. I swear, whenever he comes out of there, he's worst off then when started. It costed over $250 and they said to bring him back tomorrow for checkup. I'm never taking him there again. Happy belated Holidayz!! Hahaha, past couple of dayz has been pretty hectic but fun! Went over to Digital Perm's house for a bad jew's xMas party on the 24th. Had a blast playing Celebrity with the hipsters. Been snacking/eating the past 3 dayz constantly. Cooked my kalua turkey and it actually came out quite tasty for our xMas party, were we mostly ate, vegged, tha boyz tried out mr. eff's xbox360, and the gurls baked semi-cute/retarded gingerbread cookies. The creation I'm most proud of was in the shape of a softserve dog poo. Monge did a good 'Deez Nuts!' which were the running theme from the nite before* So after that, it's been work for me till the day I leave for the aina. And I must say, working after xMas isn't so bad. Especially when I know there are BILLZ to pay! Gotta pack and am dreading it. Need to do a bunch of stuff but am procrastinating it. At least I got my hair cut today. It's been so long! And I love how I feel the day I get a trim. Always an ego boost. Unfortunately, my mind was elsewhere and I got a ticket for not feeding the meter. Ughh... this makes it the 2nd parking ticket in less then 2 weeks! Damn, hopefully it will be the last one this year. No new year's resolution yet, I'll probably think of a couple in hawaii. Oh! One will be to update and archive my frickin bloggy damnit. I'm slacking on that end... a'aight    Show off time! Here are some pics of my final completed 3 dayz earlier then the rest of the class! Like i said, #1 student, I am. I also did an extra credit dress that I have still yet to take pics of. This final was a pain in the butt, having to work at home while sik and having to redo the zipper 3 times, I sort of wish I had a 2 year old to wear it. I tried puting it on Sakura(my stuffed bear), but it looked creapy... all in all, it was really fun getting my sew on this semester. Wish I won the lotto to be able to take more classes and simultaneously live stylishly. Now just gotta prep for the upcoming holiday!!! Gonna try and make my first kalua turkey for xMas, hoping it'll be edible*    I am sik like everyone else! I have tons of shite to do and will not do it. I will be a hermit the next couple of dayz. I hate you all. And here's my year in review, same format as the one Rudi posted: (Go into your archives and look at your first post of each month. Choose the last sentence of each entry and post it next to the correct month. That's your Year in Review.) January: blah blah blah blah... February: ...need to just go away... March: guess i have to take up hiking to get a glimpse of oishiboy... April: ...my weekend's booking up* May: it's sooo much work! June: Sucha freakin weird looking animal! July: God Bless da UsA. August: ...my ass needs a new job. September: K, shite, byeeee October: I shut up now November: Delish! December: combine with lack of continual sleep from kitties jumping on my head at nite... i'm pretty tired Last nite Beth, Dave, Dy and I went to the El Rey to check out !!! and it was pretty frickin bad ass. This concert will go again in my top 10 concerts of this year, and only goes to prove the old saying 'something great always happens when you least expect it'. Earlier that day while hanging with rudi at sawtelle, I mentioned to her how I kind of wasn't feelin it and almost wish i wasn't going. But low and behold, it turned out to be excellent. The opening band was pretty good too! Kind of like a dark ska/punk/thrash group, all pretty young and energetic. !!! themselves had a crazy frontman, with some spazzy/whiteboy/funk moves to match, that got the fans in the front row to getup on the stage and get down with him. Too bad the bouncers kept throwing the boys off the stage while keeping the gyrating gurls on. Thea consumed 2 1/2 long islands on a sort of empty stomach (do the free bbq cornnuts at the bar count as dinner?) that kicked her ass till the mornin'. Can't remember the last time I got that drunk. So the condition Poe is worst then we thought. In most chances it's bad as in FIP. But then again, it's diagosis is so 'iffy' that i'm getting pretty fed up with all this shite. Seems like everytime we take him to a vet, he gets worst. After another trip to the emergency vet last nite (runny poo, no appetite, suffering from dehydration and a fever of 105) for fear that he was allergic to the oral medication we are giving him from his regular vet (that he saw on monday), they injected him with 300cc of fluid to better his condition. Dy brought him home looking like a hunchback, with one gigantic right side of the fluid collecting in his body.  This morning I take him to his regular 'day' vet to check him out and get tested for FIP. Fever down to 103 (which is still frickin high) and doc recommends I bring him to get his temperature checked EVERY DAY. He talks more about this odd virus and says that they really wont know even after the tests come in cuz it might mean nothing. And also Hachi probably has it too, and might be the dorment carrier, or they could have gotten it from their mom, or from something outside. Or this could really just be a lingering flu virus. Like I said, a big frickin headache. Combine with lack of continual sleep from kitties jumping on my head at nite... i'm pretty tired Rent check made, trash taken out, kitties shiteboxes cleaned, and now I just gotta pack for 3 dayz in VEGAS.BABY.VEGAS!! Whooo-hoo! Yup, it be time again for the annual holiday trip courtesy of Dy's job to fly me off, and this time, get to kick it with 2 of my gurls instead of 1 (but i'll miss my mong-e!) thanks to Bukes and Dawbey... ahhahaar.. This is a long one cuz Dy extended our trip and threw in a KA show as well! I'm excited! Shopping, gambling, drinking, partying, show-watching(?).... happy holidayz to me* And good luck to my pal Viv-Viv on her show on sat, but I could just tell her that in VBV on friday* On another note, we just got back from Hodori for some 'get better duk mandu soup' where some pretty strange shite was overheard. Dy's ears are plugged from his slight cold and couldn't hear it, but at the table behind us, this really loud korean guy with his 2 non-korean friends were dining and discussing some 'korean club' lingo. I'm kind of skeptical bout this, and until I talk with some actual friends of ours about it, I'm just gonna chalk this up as being crazy, but for instance he said: 1. "...if a girl at club comes up to you and says 'I want to have babies' that means you can take her home and have her sweet tight pxxxx." 2. "If a guy says he want to have children, then he wants to fxxx with you... same thing, and u can fxxx all night" And I mean this guy was saying this shite loud. Really. Loud and in vulgar-broken-english. And the guy friend that was with him nearly choked to death on his food. And the korean friend went on and on saying similar things over and over. It was pretty frickin funny besides the inital shock. For me, I started snickering at first, getting wierd looks from Dy. But on the carride home, it was explained to him and now it's his 1-liner of the nite, and probably all weekend... Happy Turkey Day! Can't wait to get the grinds on in a couple hours, but just wanted to post really quick what I have been secretly working on after skol at home for the past week/half. Thank god for mood lighting and a far away shot. Makes it look quite decent!  And on a downer note, even though Poe as recovered from a fever and is starting to act like his old self, I noticed today that one of his eyes were a different color and kind of murky with spots? Time for worried catlady to look shite up* Uggghhh talk about catistrophic-ca-tat-ta-mies. Both my cats have fleas from the stupid hot weather. Had to de-flea them and my living quarters all mornin'... Got to class an hour and half late on account of it. My throat is still sore and a chisai headache looms (probably from the same stupid weather)... AND my beloved had issues with renting cars, so I had to overnite shite to him in VA all this afternoon. I'm beat. I'm sad that I might be getting a wicked cold soon, but I rather get it now then have it fuk with my vegas trip next week!!! Grrrr* Wah! So I dropped my beloved off at the airport today (on his way to see the fam for turkey day), went to skol, came home a bit early, did my exersizes, and noticed my throat felt numbingly sore. Maybe it's the dry/hot weather lately, or sudden celebrations with mr. greenthumb all weekend, but i'm pretty much determining that I'm coming down with something. I probably caught something from the sold out Dandy's show I went to this past friday! Woo-hoo! It was good. Not as good as the last time we saw them, but CTT was still oishii* Crowd this time was definitely trendy. Can tell when they get all nutz to the songs on the latest album and not the earlier ones. And for realz, there really are guys like 'Nite at the Roxbury'. I should know! They were dancing next to me. Oh and also this past weekend, we went cruzing on the westside at 3rd prom. Saw a dancing monkey! And braved the fashion district for all of 15 mins. Where all these homeless guys kept talking to Dy. "Hey white guy! You look like a young Steve Martin!" I think he's afraid of that area now... hahahha So hopefully I'll be able to grind on some lovely meals on thursday, since I made up my mind not to try to attempt to go to a DEERHOOF show (and just my luck, they are playing tomorrow and wed! Probably sold out anywayz). I have to go. Drinking soda and eating pocky isn't really helping my condition Lots of things to consider from the past days events. Went to j-town today to see the esctasy exhibit at the MOCA. Didn't even know all this time they had a memorial there dedicated to all the nisei participating in WWII. But in a way it was fitting for me to find it now. Uncle, you'll be missed...   Today was my 2nd day of class. So far so good. There are 2 guys in it that were in my previous summer skol one that I chatted up with today. Actually we sorta shot-tha-shite and trashed talked it. Still wanna make this a non-credit class as to not fuk up my lovely GPA, but the heads in the fashion office had beef with the idea yesterday as me and my teach tried to change it. Fuk them, I'm gonna ask again tomorrow to get it nulled. Pretty much half the people that showed up on monday dropped it today, so there are enough sewing machines to go around. I especially like my teach. She's FOB, but already knows who I am and is pretty easygoing. I'm excited bout this class but at the same time, it has been ONLY 2 dayz and who knows... other things keeping my idle hands busy with are: 1. Learning the ways of Inner Beauty. A book I picked up from work and am trying to learn my dosha's proper eating pattern and particular yoga stretches that will help my lifeforce 'flow' 2. Trying to get a jump start on crocheting some xmas ornaments since i'm hoping we get a tree up hea this year. Learned how to do flowers, and tried to do a mushroom, but i think it came out too big!  3. Watching the first couple of episodes of Parakiss and Niea_7 again! 4. Baking a nice new batch of marble chocolate-banana bread. This time, I made 2 big loaves and waited an extra day for the bananas to get ripe. Dy hand cracked some walnuts for these puppies. Delish!  Yup, this is the stuff that make me love this holiday. And i'm definitely making up for the past 2 years halloween stay-ins. Last nite I got to relive my party life in college. Awesome. At first, things started kinda off... Spacey was feelin ill during the day and almost sound like she was gonna pull out. Then when I gave a hollah to see what was up round 7-ish, they had just woken up and planned to franticaly make their way to our place. Spacey and Dobey donned their kitty and head injury outfits but unfortunately were not with the quickness. Unknowing the skull show ended at 9pm, we missed it. Instead we made our way to the MonsterMassive par-tay. We hit more speed bumps; 2 massive lines, one to get your prepaid tickets, one to get into the joint. Arrgghhh.. Unfortunately only one of us 4 had a celly present and we split up to try to save time. Long story short, we didn't get into the building till 12-ish. Frick, it was soo frickin cold out there, and considering what i was wearing, ya know i had the shakes. I was all ready to go back to the car and back to my warm bed when we finally all met up and went in. The place was awesome. Tons of candy-colored dressed up peeps, but with such a big stadium center, one could still move around. Once in, we dosed in the darkness and hit the d&b room. Was okay. Had some techy-scrachy d&b, not anyone's cup of tea, so me and dy left to sit in the bleachers till things kicked in. And yes, it did. Very smooth it was, i must say, not too speedy, but there were some stric9 traces which was alright. Past through this one section of the place that I swear, was nothin but azns dancing and grinding away. Dubbed it 'Little China'. Saw piratey drag queens, girls wearing nothing but underwear and doilies, and a 'Find Waldo'(which when sitting up above looking down at the huge crowd, was really freaking funny).Went outside for felix tha fukin' house cat and he was hella awesome!!! Mixed in dance tracks with blur, m.manson and new order appeasing all of us with such variety. Oh and i did have an interesting experience with vicks vapo. I can't say I wanted to feel that way, but I never knew how much it reacted while rollin. Interesting. Went back inside to the main room to sit on bleachers again, had to pee, and heard said girly conversation in bathroom... GR1 - "hey what time is it?" GR2 - "oh it's 3" GR2 - "no wait! It's 2! We just gained an hour!" GR1 & GR2 - "Woo-hoo!" the end Thus i went back and told the tale and we all cheered. Spacey did some funky yoga stretches and pretty much rubbed off all her black-cat-eye makeup (i think on dobey's shirt) Sat there zoning for about another 1/2hr till we all started coming down. Then worry for major grid lock in the streets and parking lot came to mind and we made our way to the d&b room for one more dance before leaving. Just as we got up, they flooded the place with lights and the music stopped. Well, technically by then, it was kind of 4am (when it was suppose to close) Mad dash to the exits, and as we crossed the street we could still here music being beating from the outer rooms. Could it be that they were tricking us older ugly peeps to go home while the young & beautiful still stayed and danced away? Maybe, but we had no problems leaving and with Spacey driving like a bat outta hell, we got home in 10mins flat. This morning got up at a decent hour, but realized i pulled my right ankle a bit from dancing in my drag-queenie superhero boots. Das alright. Hopefully it'll get better by tomorrow to celebrate the REAL Halloween! Yippeee! Below are the 'Before' pics taken in the parking lot. Like a good girl, I brought my camera. But like a bad girl, I forgot to put in a memory card and could only take lik 5 pics. So we decided to take before and after pics. But the after pics didn't come out right. They were all black... wierd.   I am currenty addicted to apples, pringles, chocolate/vanilla/mint tea and orange halloween Kitkats. Lord help, I just had an In n'Out meal for lunch and need to do my push exersizes. Ska show looming on the horizon and I can't wait! This past week, I've totally caught up on my movie viewing. Rented 'A Dirty Shame' and 'Love & Pop', saw the Bek Retrospective avec Rudi, 'A History of Violence' with the gang and just last nite caught 'Thumbsucker' avec Bukes and Dy. By far, it reigns supreme. To me, MikeMills can do no wrong.  Oh jeah, B-DAY shout outs go to JiWon, Ter-Rese, and LaShawn, all frickin' day! Hi. I just came across the movie trailer for Memoirs Of A Geisha coming to theaters sometime wheneverthefuk, and I know i'm not a racist or anything, but I was sort of disturb to see a movie with the word Geisha in the title, and all the main characters are chinese. It's pretty much that cast of crouching tiger. This is probably the equivalent to my pal-mong-mong going to a vientamize resturant owned by koreans or somethin'. I know there aren't that many popular japanese actresses, and yes, that young chick is hot, but come on now... you're making a movie about one of the things japan is known for, and ya can't even cast the right ethnicity?!?! arrgghhhh.... i read the book awhile back, and actually DID'T like it. Don't think I'll be watching the movie either. Goes to show what happens when a white man catches asian fever. (For those who don't know, the author of the book was white and a guy.) gawd, sounds like i got the biggest chip on my shoulder or wot? I shut up now Yah! ResFest is kickin off today! Wanna check out the vid-shorts, MikeMills films, Bek-perspective, cut&paste, and some others... Man, been out of commission for the past 3 dayz. Damn cold I caught from Dy turned into a sinus infection that made it feel as though my head was gonna implode. I literally woke up in the middle of the nite because of the pain, and started dry heaving. Good news is that I'm on the road to recovery and have 'I Love Katamari' to keep me company. And congrats going out to Mrs. La Shawn for a beautiful baby boy. Bad news is that our westcoast road trip is cancelled as well as visiting et-chan during her bday & the BC-film festival... wah! And for those who are of a delicate nature, do not see 'Oldboy'. Just got back hanging out on sawtell'e avec dy. We made an evening of it by first checking out the flick Kamikaze Girls, getting din-din at HurryCurry and topped it off at volcano-crack-tea. The movie was very entertaining and very bizzare. One of the characters reminded me of a college friend I lost touch with. Man, my nose is killing me. Half way through the movie, I developed the sniffles, which isn't a good thing. I'm currently feeling like an onslaught of a cold is waiting behind a thin barrier. And of course, thus is my life, our spontanious roadtrip up the west coast might be put on hold because of potential sickiness. *FACK*  I'm such a dufus. So yesterday, me and Dy got preped and prim for Pig-pig's wedding dinner only to drive our asses to Mont.Pk and try to get into the resturant that was hosting ANOTHER wedding at the time. Speeding back home in shame, I got a really good look at the invitation, revealing that the blessed event is TODAY. Damnit. Like I said, dufus. I was so irrahz, cuz I did my makeup really nice, and my hair was agreeing with me for once. Cut to the previous nite; Bukes, Dy and I went to the arclight to see the Green Street Hooligans. Most adrenaline rush the first half, but sorry to say the last half became cheezy fast. Yummy brits with football bods is alwayz a plus, but most of the dialog killed it. All in all, very entertaining, but could very well be a matinee movie. After it was over, still rode on the drunk thugish high of the characters, we made our way over to the Cat & Fiddle, had some rounds of beers and such. Good times. End of the nite, some pirate-looking dude chatted me up to the amusement of the rest of my party. I thought he sounded pretty femme. Oooo and Katamari 2 comes out in 3 dayz. Can't fukin wait. The days are getting shorter, the air chilly, and so I felt it time to take up some crocheting projects. Didn't know what to do on sunday, so Dy suggested I start some creative knitting. I seemed to be plagued with headaches as of late and am trying to cut off my coffee drinking. I believe it is the culprit. That, or I have developed apparitional migranes. In about less then 2 hours, this is what I came up with. There are no pictures of Poe, because his head is to big. I admit, the hat itself is a bit ill fitting. There is much room for improvement*   Current books read: 100 Strokes of the Brush Before Bed - Melissa P., and Stranger Than Fiction - Chuck Palahniuk. BOTH I highly recommend. I'm such a geek-chick, but don't care.... Paradise Kiss has an ANIME!!! Can't wait for it to be fansub!!! ^_^ So my da's trip is ovah. I dropped him off at the airport this afternoon and I'm really glad I got to spend some time with him. Haven't seen him in like 8 months, and I know he misses me as well. He simply adored my 2 kitty-brats, even though he has had, up to this point, a hatred for the feline species. I think he should get a kitten back home, that he can play with and such... Lets see, while he was up here, I took him to eat alot of ethnic foods. He especially liked the Red Lion Inn's german atmosphere and beers on tap. We also saw the Kingtut exhibit, the Natural Hist Musm, volcano-yummy-tea at sawtelle, he friends down in carson, uncle C in Monrovia, wackos, and we went to vegas fo 3 dayz! Got to play blackjack, and am thinking it's definitely my game. So much fun playing with crazy people on the tables, and thanks to the thaigurl, I discovered the 'beautiful drink'. Was down 200 the first nite, and up 400 the second. Oh crap! I just remembered we borrowed a dvd and it's due today! for about 5 dayz, it's been in my glove compartment!!!! K, shite, byeeee  Yesterday was really really hot and Thea was really really bored. The heat makes me not wanna accomplish any goals and just lie there like a beached whale. It was too hot to move, and I was really irrahz cuz the night before, one of the kittens decided to use me as a climb post and scampered up my head. It hurt like a bitch and the next morning as I tried to brush my hair, it hurt. I did a 2-way mirror look to see a deep dried blooded slash across the top of my scalp. I was pissed. That was when I filled up my bathtub with water. Not knowing who the real culprit was, I decided to punish both and dragged the kittens in the bathroom, locked the door, and tossed them into the filled tub. They, of course, freaked the fuck out, jumped out and ran around soaking my bath mats. Dy came in and helped and we kept tossing them back in the tub. It was actually fun, and I was getting cooled off from the heat. They looked like wet rats, but after they dried, didn't smell like stinky kitties either. Bonus. I think i'm gonna do this more often... Did some UrbOut shopping this weekend with my bonus discounts which is nice, but I'm painfully becoming aware how expensive that store is getting. And the quality isn't worth it. But things are so cute and who can resist a 40% disskount? I swear, my wardrobe now consists of 60% UrbO, 15% forevah21, 5% diezel, and 20% clothes I wore in highschool and college (6-13 years ago!!!) and still do. It's pretty sad really. Who'd thought I'd be old enough to actually have stuff a decade ago that i still wear? I remember there was the TA in my biology class that looked like he was a 80's hessian dude. Cute, but like somehow stuck in a timewarp. Now i'm starting to get parahz that maybe I've become like that and don't know it. If i still wear shite from like the 90's, is it that bad? Anywayz, I also finished the 'Twinkle Twinkle' novel by Kaori Ikuni. I must say, this book as made some kind of impression in my psyche. The characters were easy to relate too - a newlywed couple; the wife an alcoholic writer, her husband a gay doctor with a younger boyfriend who she adored... I don't know if it was because it was originally written in japanese then translated, but whenever I dreamed after reading a couple chapters, they came out clipped, spaztic, and drenched in a alcoholic daze, like the way the days unfold in the novel. bizzare, but none the less, I likey this one. It has been awhile since i drank long islands at a bar. In sort of a celebration of 'Yay! My frickin' ghetto summah skol is done and I got a frickin A without even preping for the final! I'm soo hot shite!', a bunch of us met up last nite at Little Cave. Okay, well maybe it wasn't a celebration for me, but I intended to party-hardy. I drank LIs all nite. Needless to say, I got toasted really well, and demanded Dy drive me to jack-n-crack to get food, all the while singing and blasting dandy songs. So currently I'm jobless but freelancing for friends, patiently awaiting my dada's arrival to LA, trying to make the apt look respectable when he does get here, booking kingtut and the priceisright tickets for us, and picked up 2 more books to indulge in. Can't decide which to read next; either Thief of Souls by A. Benson, or Twinkle Twinkle by E. Shimokawa. Also, I've been watching the LOVELESS anime and reading LOTR fanfiction. Arrgggghh... must fight these otaku tendencies* Almost done. Almost done with my summerskol class, Thank godbuddahallah! I feel like smokin' a j right now instead of studing for my FINAL EXAM tomorrow. Today I gave my presentation of my fictitious 'Alohawear' line. Yesterday I went to class to submit my 4-5pg term paper on the history of the alohashirt, only to have 20mins into class Dy texting my ass, with 'DANDY WARHALZ at BIGFOOT 2 NIGHT HOLYFUCK'!!!!! I freaked out, and made a total scene and fled out of the room. Good thing i got there early and copied down the study review list on the board for notes. I got the review shite, turned in my paper ontime, and I was ditching class. Loved it. Dy told me to head straight there, while I told him to call to see what the deal was. Supposedly, the bar was closed to the public from 7-9pm and it wasn't a show, just that they were going to be there drinking. Good thing, cuz i had to go home and change cuz I HAD ON THE FRICKIN BAND's SHIRT! (yay! i'm a #1 FAN!!!) Such a dork. Such a dork. Unfortunately, we didn't get to see the dandys hanging out at the bar. Dy was all ready to buy Mr Taylor-taylor a drinky and all. He couldn't stop talking about him as we drove there at 9:30pm. He was making me freak-out and I wanted to just turn around and go back home. Dy suggested I get loaded in the pub to relax while around the band. Unfortunately (or fortunately?) there was a queue to get into the small ass bar and it didn't look like it was moving at all. We drove to Rallys to get shakes to make us feel better, and drove by again, seeing if maybe we should wait in line just in case, but nope. I went home like a good girl and worked on my frickin' presentation board. blahhh... But yes, final test tomorrow. And i'm too cocky to study. Maybe I'll do a mini review tomorrow mornin'. Finished my first book from the library. It was called Yellow and it was a book of short stories of asian americans. Pretty interesting, it was a fast read. Now I'm into this other novel called Gotham Diaries. This one is based on 4 major modern african american social butterflies. Kind of book you read on a beach or on vacation. Sassy with strong characteristics. Already got my next 2 pick out waiting for my brain... I finally had a vivid dream this morning. In it, I was on a fieldtrip at somekind of fancy waterway hotel in LV. We were taken this exclusive boat tour in the hotel to view all these fishes and stuff. Beck was on our tour. After it was over, I was getting out of this addidas shorts harness, when he approached me with a package and told me to wait in a certain room for him. I went there, and while waiting, opened up the present. In it, was this little clear square shrinkwrapped piece of beef jerky. The plastic wrap was about 4"x4", but the beefjerky could not have been more the a cm long and even less in width. And it was securely snugged in the dead center of the plastic. This also came with an index card stating: This is the best present ever because: a. This is the best beef jerky you will ever own. b. The beef jerky itself isn't great, but the present is..., or c. In 10 years, when the beef jerky is covered in white powder, it will either be worth alot of money, or become poisonous when eaten. After reading this, I pondered over the choices as i got into the bed. There, a naked Beck was asking me for the answer, and all i could think about were more questions... "Did you go to etsu's art show at gr2? Why are u naked?"(I wasn't) "How do you choose what goes on your album covers? Are you really married?" Then I woke up. I can only justify certain aspects of this dream with the following events: 1. I'm suppose to do an ep cover for some friends 2. I wake up constantly through the nite cuz of the damn cats (for the past week no good sleep) and this morning around 7am, i sat in the living room, watching MTV and VH1. Surprisingly, they show VIDEOS in the wee-mornin'. Is aw the bek video 2x. 3. Inside sources told me Beck really was suppose to attend the gr2 show one of the dayz. 4. I had my midterm on monday. I was 50 multiple choice questions. And I'm sorry to those out there that I haven't been respondant too. I haven't been feeling well the past dayz. And will probably not bee feeling well anytime soon. I have rediscovered the love of the public library. There has been one meerly 4 blocks away from where I live (for the past 2 1/2 years) and today, I finally got an la lieberry card. Not even an hour old, I checked out 2 shortstory collections and got 2 other books transfered as reference for my termpaper/project. Damnit, got a midterm on monday, and have no inclination to study at all. The class has become too easy for me. My ego is inflating and I have to convince myself to attend classes this past week. I feel the lectures have become redundant and filled with common sense scenarios. Of course, I'm getting batchi by saying these things and will probably do not-so-good come monday. There is no remaining desire to take more classes in the fall. Which means, after papa's visit, my ass needs a new job. Things to *heart*: 1. an energetic live show even if it was short (MU rocks!) 2. getting smashed on peach vodka at said show and waking up the next day only semi sleepy. 3. being showered by affection from 2 little purry-kitties in a lazy afternoon. 4. my main squeeze turns another year older! happy three-0 anDy-baby!!! 5. hanging out with good friends, breezy sunny afternoons, bbqs... 6. food coma from meat heaven! We got reservations 2 hours from now! 7. reading a good book (Yes! I'm a trendy-dork. it's Harry Potter!) 8. anything wrapped in bacon! (see #6) 9. being obsessive and listening to 'green cosmos' EP over and over... Mucho excited bout the show tomorrow. In a couple of hours, i'm jettin' over to the store to set up the paintings and eat some yummy food. Hopefully viv'ers will be joining. After I'll swing by b.market for the other artshow opening tonight. If anyone new is reading this, please come to the show tomorrow! p.s. - I *heart* making my kitties skank to the specials and let's go bowling! 
Today is killing me. I am melting. I drove out to AlHambra to have dimsum with some friends and my car temp gauge said it was 103 degrees outside! 1.0.3.~!!! And it's sticky and grossly smog-tacular outside. I know, it's doing wonders for my skin. Damn, I wish I had central air. If it's this bad now, me da's gonna be in hell when he comes visits me end of Aug. I am currently scarfing down a carnitas tortas from Yucca's. Ahhh... It is by far the best meal in my immediate neighborhood for the price. The sandwich costs a meer $3.15 and I have never been let down by it. It also compliments a nice cold can of pepsi very well(which I too am also happily partaking in). So today is my official day of 'aucun-travail' and I am proud to say I've been productive so far. Got up before 10am, did my push exersize, fed all the frickin' animals (2 kitties and dimsum). Walked DimSum. Called the tee place and made appointment to pick up sample (at 4pm). Went to sealevelz to get our MU tickets. Got a new battery and lightbulbs for apt maintenance and fire alarm. Feel like such a homemaker. I really want another tortas right about now. First one is all pau. *sigh* The class was pretty kool! I've learned a lot tonight, even if half the lecture was of my teacher's past 'war stories' about the fashion industry. Dim Sum went home, the kittens are acting all nutz, and I'm fuming over this frickin' tee that i'm trying to get printed!!! The peeps messed up again, this time, ordering the WRONG shirts (they were babydolls), and when they did a test print, it got stretched/skewed from being all elastically and so now i'm down one shirt, with still no sample print. I'm about 60% in wanting to totally back out of this and get as much money back, but at the same time, I don't have another printplace to get this made, and I REALLY want to get them made WELL. Damn, I'll know by tomorrow if i'm gonna go ahead with this or not. It's aloha friday, no work till ??? Yeah, das right. It's ovah! They were actually stupid enough to hand me my check at 10 in the mornin' and i could have made my great escape with a freeday's pay. But it wasn't like I was expecting to do anything more then have a good lunch with some fellow ex-employeez and read some gokinjo manga. 1/2 the company was gone cuz of comicon, so it was a cruz day. Made my escape round 3-ish. True story... As I was on my way home, I drove by these 2 16yr-old skater boyz at a stop intersection. They yelled out, "HEY! YOU'RE HOT!" Since I was the only car there, I assumed it was for me. On one hand, it was stupid, cuz i'm almost double their age, but, ya know, I just can't helped but feel flattered with that kind of shite* 2 more dayz till freedom as I wash my hands and start a new chapter in life. This time around was not as liberating as the last, but I feel that it is still a good move on my part. Kind of risky considering my finances, but I refuse to be stuck n'a'rut in life any longer then I have to. And I have a dream damn it. And I rather persue it and fall flat on my ass, then live the same mundane lifestyle I've been dwelling in for the past 5 years. So that's why I say fuk the conforming, comforting system and welcome ch-ch-ch-changes. Super excited for the concert tonight although trying not to let it seep out incase it turns into an overexpectation of nothing... but I do expect to see fabulous glam crowd.  I hate having allergy attacks. But thus it gives me time off to stay home, and channel a bit of creative energy, hence the new layout. Also schedualed a hair appointment 1/2 month from now, kleaned up the house a bit, did laundry, got my summer class schedualed and made a nice cup of lavender soy-latte tea. And i'm not looking forward to retouching the icky scans at work tomorrow. It's gonna suck...  |