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Yesterday i watched the Oscars long enough to see Hillary's god-awful dress and mr. cutey-bloom give out an award with the platnium batch. I never realized his voice was so deep. I am about 75% done with the painting i'm working on right now. Have been on an indie mellow music crazy because I seem to be getting headaches much more frequently. I have one right now as a matter of fact. I blame this one on fukin' work. It's starting to drain me. I'm heating up a lau lau for dinner. Kat and Mistress has left the mainland, and i'm so sadden by this. She wasn't here to greet me, but at least she left me a little something to remember her for awhile...  in the meantime, i get to torture miss boots. Yay!! Kat's here! Kat's here! And she's already teasing me in her blog! And Miss Boots is here! Miss Boots is here! His furriness has graced us leaving Mistress all freaked out and furious! she growled and hissed the whole time they were in the same room. poop. I kind of wished kat let go of her to see what would have happened. Maybe tomorrow while she's in SD... hmmmm As for last nite, what started as a nausiating event, turned into a fantabulous show! I had a slight headache from staring at the 'puter too long at work (my concentration is that great!) and made the wrong choice to drink some vodka/tonic before the show. After sharing some of the 'FunKHolE Hookups' with Rude-gurl, got Mong-e and headed to the SilverLake. Mixing in the chilly nite, then sudden heat of a a packed club and warm clothes, made me feel real tired an nauseous. I felt like puking then falling to the floor, but really wanted to see the show. I felt bad, cuz Rudi and Mong-e kept looking at me with worry. But luckily, someone left the bar stool next to moi, and a cool draft became present. What we thought was the headliners, ass-slappingly turned out to be one of the openings. They were good though. Then THEY came on. He sounded awesome. I wasn't feelin sick no more. And they rocked tha place. Too bad all the shirts were gone by the end of the nite. It was so cute and simple. I took lots of their *free* matchbooks instead. As we drove back from Mong's, i swirved passed a dead conejo and his familia(not dead). It was freaky thing, to see about 20 white rabbits loose on the side of the road in Silverlake at 1am, i'm tellin' ya. I think they are following mong. She is secretly the queen of the bunnies*  My plan is to bury the internal struggles i have going on in my heart because alone, they do not have the gravity to make the much needed impact. I have a feeling, with my hot korean temper, it should unleash itself soon. For now, I'll be playing the role of a drooping flower... Last nite hung out wit da gang again. Ate and drank at skillz n' mong's. Took a mental test and found out I am torn between having an anti-social anxiety disorder and an obsessive/compulsive behavior (the test really works!) Ditched the goth outting. Drank and oke-smayed wit de crew at my pad. Checked out Vida and heard the best of Prince and his posse. Drank more. Decided we will be seeing Desmond Dekker in April, and other ska shows on the helm (it's all coming back cats!) Can't wait to get back into the skanky grooves. But until then, I am so there. Now i must go clean apt with a toothbrush... Fak! I'm procrastinating. the place is only half cleaned! Anywayz, I found the summer look. I plan to be this hot/dirty/skinny/burnt-looking by july. Whoopy!!! Random trivial happenings, today me and Dy got locked out of our apartment. It's a short, stupid story not worthy of going into detail.  I think i just realized something. I came to the conclusion last nite as i was re-reading 'happy mania' (got the whole series now thanks to special connects), that I AM CRAZY. It was an epiphany of some sorts. An eye opener unto myself. And it all started on VDay.... during the dinner, we were making small talk and for some reason, it turned to my parents. And dy made the statement,'Your mom's crazy.' And i got all standoffish and said, 'I know she's crazy, but u can't say that about my momma. only I can say that about my mom. U better take that back!' Then i started talking about Saam's theory about women who get pregnant easier cuz they have never taken birthcontrol pills vs. the ones that did before and now are trying to conceive and can't... then dy butts in again with, 'Well, u know that you're crazy...' And i started defending myself,"No i'm not! I'm not crazy!" blah, blah, blah... and never gave another thought about it till last nite. I started thinking about it, and actually having a discussion with Sakura (my bear) while lying on the bed, until i realized what i was doing. Then i looked back over the week and at how many times I talked to myself, OUTLOUD, and i started to laugh, then freak out, then laugh, thinking i was over thinking the whole thing and getting all parrahz. But then i tried to see it as something that might be serious, if anything only a minor case of the 'crazzies' and i realized i could have gotten it from either parents. Cuz both of them are nutz. So i changed my ID of them on my phone and whenever they call me, they are forever labeled as the 'Numb Nutz' Thanks to Rudi, i don't really have to recap my weekend due to the fact that she was there and wrote it all down already. But then i started thinkin'of what few touches i could add to the special moment. Or what if livejournal goes down and i'll never be able to look back at the memories?!?! So here's my quick rendition of the fabulous bon weekend! Friday - Went to Electric Lotus for some yummy indian food for Gar-bear's bday. There were a lot of TP peeps there that i didn't know, and will not mention cuz is it really worth mentioning?? And very typical, alot of his friends didn't RSVP making our table very squishy and turing away acouple of late partygoers... After we pregamed a bit then met up with some of his pals at El Cid to see Hello Fever play. I finally got to see them live and meet the drummer. She is soo freakin' Cute!! She was so petite and as she stood inbetween me and Rudi, I couldn't help but feel like a clumsy, amazonian, freak. We left cuz mixing indian food, milk/chocolate cake, and alcohol is not wise. p.s. - the kitchen floor of that place is hella nasty. Saturday - went to old pasa with Rudi. Bought real shitty socks (one pair was miss matched, another ripped when i wore it later that nite!). Bought a fred perry polo. Realized i had a slight case of tourette's syndrome whenever in close proximity to hotness. Ate a spam musubi and kalua pig. That nite, me and Rudi braved the 21+ valentine's nite at Fancy. It was pretty dead. We drank more and talked about hawaii and relationships. Bond. bond. bond... Sunday - Visited k-town grocery shopping to pick up my cheepie-instant coffee thing and some bizzare flavored snackys. went shopping with Rudi at glendale. Bought a skirt and helped out in the hunt for boots. Got sick of all the mall children and ran home. We tried to make some molten lava chocolate cakes, but it deflated after i took them out of the oven and it wasn't gooey. I hate them and they hate me... Spacey came ovah to show off her new boots to Rudi and we tried to watch the awards. Okay, i didn't try that hard. It sucked. I hate that kind of music. Instead, we all sat around and tried to come up with our 'Top 5 - who i would DO? celeb list'. I had a default of 10 cuz we figured half of the ones i choose would probably be gay anywayz. Our bg tv were, Nip/Tuck, QueerEye, ProjectRunway, and some doggie contest. Speaking of which, Westminster's ON tonight!!! From almost choking on my own spit after seeing a brief commercial, i don't think i'll be eating anything during the event. I just might die. And speaking of dying... Monday - VDay. Went to work. Got off an hour earlier so that i could get ready to see BRIGHT EYES!!! yaay!! Dy surprised me with tickets to the show that mornin'. I gave him my present which was 'Afternoon Delight'! It was a big hit when he wore it to work that day. He came home bring me some red roses for me noses and we were off to feast on some tea-smoked duck before heading off to the show. And it was soooo good, but SADDD!!! Gawd, in a couple of songs, i could honestly say I was thinking that it might make me cry if i wasn't so happy to be there at the show. Wierd, and i know i don't cry that easily... They did a mix bag of songs. Some loud/rocky/noisy, and the others Connor did acoustic solos. Those we enjoyed the most cuz you could hear the lyrics and the strain in his voice. He is indeed magically emotional. And for only knowing one song, Dy enjoyed the performance as well! Sik!! tha frickin' bitch made it into the top 3!! Booo, i liked Austin, the gay-dentist-elf... sigh, but i guess for every yin, there's a yang. Especially on this Chinese Lunar New Year. CONGRATS going out to my gurl LaShawn for the little parasite growing in her belly! I have a feeling the baby will be a beauty like her momma! I'm in such an excellent mood today. And i owe it all to this. And i got my purchases from KRS! The new Stereo Total is so cute! But anywayz, back to my bliss state,... i actually had a dream about Bloom! It was so weird though. I was in church, during a mass, and he was there with me, as a classmate. And during the sermon where we had to kneel, he kept trying to grab and hold my hand. It was all sweaty and i kept trying to shake it off, telling him this was unappropriate behavior and they were gonna yell at us. But i was all giddy and practically dying inside. I woke up hugging the damn cat! But i was soooo HAPPY! Then got up for work, Dy was already up, and i started dancing around singing nonsense tunes and told him about my dream. He just grunted and left. Typical... So much excitement has revolved around me during the weekend, and yet i chose to be the distant observer. Friday made myself goto work, figuring i was well enuff to generate some earnings that day. On the way home on Rossmore, witness in my rear-view mirror, a p.t.cruser careening towards me(i was stopped at a red light) only to swerve at the last minute into oncoming traffic. Come on people, pay attention to the fuking road! The crash shook everone up, the car rammed into some unsuspecting motorist, and i continued driving home. Felt like i was sitting on a cushion of pins & needles. Took Ron out for salty pizza that evening then went home to watch more technolyzed with dy. The plot is getting more disturbing as one of the characters supposedly has to sleep with his father to gleen info. The image of a foot caressing a butt became the running joke of the weekend. It's a contest between us to see who can touch each other's butt with our foot the most. At least that's what i think it's about... i'll have to double check with andy. Yesterday did mad cleaning of the house. Nite time was party-party at Cody'n'Michelle's in celebration of their union. They got hitched in Vegas. They also have a really fat cat and 2 albino snakes, fishes, and a shitload of plants. They are nice hippie folk. We all got wasted from the beer/booze/smoke. I think the cat bit me, but he didn't bite hard. Great. I'm sik AGAIN. Thanks outbreak monkey, thanks a lot for passing on your germs. Damnit! I need some hot tea... I never love/hated a show more then My Super Sweet 16 on mtv. I can't help but wanna watch how rich-as-fuk teen girls (so far the 2 episodes i witness had them) spend, bitch, and party on their 'special day'. Frick, it also makes me wann gouge my eyes out with rusty spikes for being suckered into watching such crap. Seems like they can make shows about practically anything nowadayz. Good example, the ashley s. show is still on, and so is her fuking career (commercial came on for it at the ending of the show). They all need to just go away... i must have had bad karma last nite for being such a punk-bitch to dy all weekend. Had a dream about my grandma, and even my lil' Mimi was there. I was at her funeral, and i was suppose to give a little monolog for god-knows-what-reason, cuz he knows i have a fear of public speaking. And i started freaking out and bawling at my dad and my grandpa, crying that i couldn't do it. And i went to the platform and started crying even harder. Then i woke up crying in bed. I felt all emo today, it was pathetic... I believe that activity fuels activity, and creativity will stem from such stimulation. So far, since december, i have read the following books: The DaVinci Code, West of Then, LAMB, and Holidays On Ice. I am currently reading the excellent asian-punkrok memoir of Beijing Doll. Since the past 2 weeks working at TP, i've caught up with such manga titles (that i was too cheap to buy but like) as Chobits, Princess Ai, Suki, and am currently reading the hilarious saga of Happy Mania. Frick, the drawings aren't that great, but such chicken scratch conveys the spazzy main character to the T. I would recommend this highly too my dear KitKat, for it seems like she could use the comradeship dealing with crazy relationship drama. And yesterday, i never felt more like my old self in years. As i was sitting at my desk and had a full on caffinated high hit me while listening to REFUSED. My leg started twitchin'. I emailed punkrok rudi cuz i was itchin to get into hijinx of some sorts over the weekend. I just became really antsy and wanted to act all reckless! Yes, right there at my desk! What could i do, other then channel that energy into getting all my work done at record timing. Goddamn waste i tell ya. So i got home, and acted all snotty to Dy. He took it with indifference. And later we finally got back to watching the Technolyzed dvds he got for me. I like it. It creates a certain mood of dispair, with the glimmer of hope is just over yonder. Visually stunning of course. In the middle of switching discs, i took my bra and stuck it on mistress who was sleeping on her nasty-ass pillow next to me. Then i took a picture. Thus, so far, my punkass outlet... we think she looks like a syncronized swimmer*  i can't believe i'm eating a krispy kreme donut at frickin' 9am in the morning. my sugar crash will be major today. But i felt like writing up on a Sicky Update. So far the peeps i know that are sik or getting over an illness are: Rudi Kare-Bear Dy Spacey Stacie Gar-Bear goddamn 'darkness' is spreadin'! Me be lagging. So far, the gig at TP has been pretty smooth. I'm actually starting to get the hang of all the new/updated design programs, and are really getting into the new properties. Hopefully the future ones will have decent artwork to work with. Sat created my first edible haupia cake, and got a celly-cel-phone. Damn, feel like such sheep for getting one, but considering i have no phone at work, I sort of need one. In the evening, a bunch of us went to a messenger bikers' party/rally that Jim threw and it was wierd. It's like they have their own culture and lingo and everything. None of us could relate so we left to FANCY. Dy, Bukes, and Skillz actually made it out there too and LIKED it! I quote, "This place is pretty cool and chill place to hang out" sir Bukes said. Skillz got quite trashed and had to be escorted home by Mong-e. Then we all went to Torung and scarfed some thaifood and saw this emanciated goth zombie's butt crack. His long flowy black skirt was falling down and now me and dy have a lily-white-ass image burnt into our corneas. Sunday got some frenchy lunch with Bukes on larchmont then bought a bunch of plants to decorate the lanai. My goal is to create a tropical oasis for me so that i'll feel more at home. And maybe the wall of plants would filter the air outside of a decent percentage of smog before my lungs take them in. The winter rains have passed and the sky is in such an awful state. Looking out the window at work (highrise), i can honestly say the air is brown. Ewww, yuck. Some little bug just paused on my thumb, long enough for me to crush it with my forefinger, not thinking i would actually do it. Now i have bug guts. Stupid bug* Today was my first day working back at TP again. To sum it up, the day flew by like a mothafuk. First off, i'd like to state that I hate my commuting route. It took me 10 mins longer to get to work on wilshire (6miles) then to my former workplace in pasadena (13miles). Totally unfair! I get there, do the briefing, and the next 20 mins after was spent looking for a chair for my desk which, btw, has seem to be deemed the designated walkway of the production office. Pretty much everone passes by me* Saw a bunch of old friends/coworkers (Anna, Matt, Ron, Helen, MonaLisa, Paul, Jake, Jen, John, Dana, Ted, etc...) and a shite load of the rest of the company. TP is soo corporate. I could feel myself thinking i was gonna get fired first if i can't meet the workload demands right off the bat. Could kick myself for being so bored at Adv-U, cuz it's so hectic at this place. It's like polar opposite jobs. Also, I think i have some kind of social disorder, cuz i can never for the love of god remember anyone's name. I felt like such a retard, being introduced to the people around me and less then a minute later, staring at them in silent dumbness till they look my way so i could ask a question. This is the part that makes me nervous and crazy. Took lunch at 1-turtles cuz time sped by as i was tip-toeing around In-Design and Mac OSX since i'm not familiar with either while trying to do a job for Matt. But it was good to have him as a supervisior. He swore at me 3x & at the way i drop lists in folders. It made me smile. He's such a creative potty-mouth. Then time flew again and before i knew it, it was time to jet. So i went to the grocery store to restock my fridge and gather more ingredients for my baking escapades, when low and behold, i saw the cutest guy in uniform EVER. Anyone who knows me would know i'm the first to openly trash-talk any man in blue, black, brown or whatever color the military, federal or local authorities wear nowadayz, i digress. This guy/man was a fireman, pushing a wagon filled with produce, his walkie-talkie-thingie going off every few minutes. Hmmm... why was he so hot? He was just a really cute guy with really sexy sideburns. Not really big like a redneck, but kind of longish, running down towards his jaw line. And he had some kine of cologne or deodorant on that was nice but kind of strong. Maybe it was this mysterious AXe i see so much on the tele. And as big as the supermarket was. I kept running into him! About 5 times up till the frozen foods section. I felt all trapped and such, trying to find the frickin' aisle with the asian section to get some coconut milk (for my 2nd attempt to make a haupia cake with my kick-u-and-everyone-else's-ass kitchenaid mixer). Finally i get there, and he's freaking there, and so i leave to get meat, then he comes there too! So i go back to get the milk, then head for the baking lane, only to remember that i need 2 cans of milk, head back to find he's back there again! I make a bee line straight for a register and get the fuk outta that place. Pausing in the parking lot to see if he followed me out. Gawd... my poor nerves are all strung out. I realize that this could all be in my imagination, and that this really sexy man was not following me. And i was bored from sleeping away the past 3 dayz and my brain was trying to entertain itself. But I also realized from this experience is how much of a meek asian wife i've become (and I'm NOT!). I felt all guilty thinking this guy was cute, and instead of enjoying the eyecandy god had sent me today, i panicked and fled. Is that sad? I feel brainwashed somehow. GawdDamnit, the next spectacle that comes along, i better damn well appreciate it! I AM SICK k, happy new years to me. happy old lady day to me. Planning on a little get together this weekend, and can't decide if it's gonna hit on a friday or saturday. Updating my As for my ultra-long-vacation-trip-back-hom-to-hawaii, all was good! I didn't get into any major fights with my momma. Got to visit family and my dear grandpa John, who i found out isn't doing so well. Almost makes me wanna move back just to visit him more often... Saw a couple of friends. Went to the movies with my daddy. Ate TONS of food. Bought goodies for friends. Rang in the new year with dy at the Fisherman's Warf. Took dy to valley of the temple, paradise cove's luau, and hanauma bay. Hung out at Magoo's, Mai Tai Bar, and the Row Bar for 'cheap as hell' drinks. Cruzed with kat A LOT. And here are some eye candy: Below? A picture of the Xmas cards me and Dy made for our loved ones*  |
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