Robot Chicken vs Family Guy

Most of the time, i'm absolutely fine with having no cable. But there are just those times when i really wish i had certain channels. HBO for their movies, SHOWTIME for Dexter, BRAVO for Project Runway, and COMEDY CENTRAL for Adult Swim. The other night the famous Star Wars episode of the Family Guy was on. I've heard all my friends say how funny this episode was. And it was indeed. But then at the end they alluded to the fact that Robot Chicken also did a Star Wars episode. So then i looked that up online, and, it was hilarious!! I think Robot Chicken wins this round.

It's amazing how quickly time goes by when you're not working. I've been quite busy for someone who should have all the time in the world! How does that happen? But its better than nothing to do i guess. Over and out.

Babies

It's amazing how much babies resemble a combination of two people. I know, duh. But, the whole concept of it just amazes me. For some reason i've been coming into contact with babies lately. Babies of people i know. And the first thing you notice is how much they look like the mom or dad. Or even a combination of the mom and the dad. It's just something in the features of the baby. As though the separate features that resemble a parent are still...pure and untouched, it hasn't morphed into it's own thing to become an individual yet. I mean, sure, little kids and even older children up to adults may have some semblance of their parents. But it's never as obvious as babies are. Am i just driving this blatantly obvious point into the ground? Hm...

Visited the library last week. Can't believe i've been here for a year and it was only the first time i've been to this library. I just love libraries and exploring them for the first time. So peaceful and quiet. So many possibilities to check out. So many nooks and crannies to discover. Always end up checking out more books than i can handle within the checkout period. Oh well. That's why "renew" was invented, right? Right.

Last week was my semi productive week. Wasn't completely lazy, but definitely lots of down time. This week is all business. ALL BUSINESS. I suddenly have the feeling that I don't have enough time with all that i've got lined up. We'll see how it all goes...

Unemployment, Day 2

So far, so good.

I'm not losing my mind yet. Though i'm talking to myself alot more in the car. I've been trying to get alot done and have actually been quite productive. Gone to the bank, post office, did taxes, made several customer service calls, applied for unemployment...just trying to get odds and ends in order. I'm trying really hard to stick to some sort of a schedule so i'm not up reading or watching movies til 3am and not waking up til noon. But then today i thought about it, and...why not? No one's stopping me! But still...must stick to some sort of schedule, for my own sanity.

From being unemployed last time, I've learned that one spends more money when one is not making money, than when one is making money. Funny how that works. I guess you have all this free time and what better way to fill it than spend some money? So i'm also trying really hard not to do that...and of course, end up at Bed Bath and Beyond yesterday because I felt I really needed an air tight coffee canister. That is, for the trader joes coffee beans I bought the other day that was constantly emanating this wonderful coffee smell, making me want coffee whenever i passed by my kitchen, but more like 24/7. That is, coffee made from the french press i bought over the weekend, because now that i'm not getting office coffee, i must get it somewhere, so I might as well make it at home. See...see how the vicious cycle works?

So yesterday as I was checking out at BBB, I saw Sandra Oh in front of me, two 'o clock. After i discreetly stared at her to make sure it was her, i shrugged it off, because yes, she's just another human being, who cares. So as i went to check out, i noticed lady A behind the counter whispering to lady B, and staring in the direction of Sandra. I heard her whisper, "yknow,from grey's anatomy. That's my favorite show." Lady B seemed confused and finally looked up at me, and asked lady A, "HER?" I laughed, shook my head, and said, "no, HER!" and pointed my head in sandra's direction. Discreetly, of course. Lady B was still confused, but lady A and I shared a good chuckle. That's why I love LA man...the city where I can get mistaken as the OTHER asian actress.

I think as long as I don't start drinking in the afternoon, I'll be a-ok. And to prevent that from happening, I'm going to go finish the two beers left in the fridge.

Haha, just kidding.







There's only one left anyway.

The Cereal Bowl

As i was putting my dishes away tonight, i suddenly realized that i've been ignoring my cereal bowl. My lovely petite little choux of a bowl, a sunny colored yellow bowl with a little gnome playing an accordion on the side. As if eating cereal didn't make me happy enough, this bowl just puts it over the top. I mean how often during the day do you get to see a gnome playing the according for you while you eat? That's what i'm saying! I got this bowl especially for cereal on my first trip back to NYC with SW. It was my special NYC purchase, something to remind me of the lovely city, and the fantabulous trip. I can't believe i've been neglecting it in the back of the cupboards. I shake my head at myself.

Anyway, so I washed it, and now it is drying for me and my cereal in the morning. I can't wait.

Paging Robert Buckley...

YES YES YES!!

I knew it. My memories aren't against me after all! So, after a confirmation email from JB, I did, in fact, go to school with HOT BOY, aka Robert, but I'll stick with HOT BOY. I believe i was in on some study session with him and some other people in a suite lounge on a floor of Tioga or Tenaya, studying for an econ final that I eventually bombed. Perhaps i was too distracted? Ha, who am i kidding, i just really sucked as an econ major. Too bad it was only a study session and not a MAKE OUT SESSION! Damn, those were the days. If i could only travel back in time and re-live those moments again. Suh-weet!!

Ok, but, all that aside, it's kind of a bummer that he is so hot. He's actually not bad of an actor, but with a body like that and those boyishly good looks, and those blue eyes, and that smile....oh that smile........hm...where was I? He's not bad of an actor, but I fear for him that he will be forever cast in these hot boy roles. I don't know where he wants to take this acting thing or how serious he is with it, but i'd love to say some day with fervor and excitement, "I had econ classes with Edward Norton" but instead of Ed, I'd insert Rob's name. You know, someone that is hot AND recognized for his great acting. But I guess everyone's gotta start somewhere, and being THE up and coming hot boy isn't so bad for now. We'll just have to wait and see!

Thank you India

Last night as I was drifting off into sleep but not quite asleep yet, I suddenly smelled India. Which then pulled me out of my almost asleep state. How weird is it to suddenly smell a country hundreds of miles away? Of course, I wasn't really sleeping in a room that smelled like India, my Brain was smelling India. But why would my Brain suddenly pull this smell from the depths of my memories, out of nowhere, at a seemingly random time?

The smell was quite strong, and though it only lasted for maybe 10 seconds, I suddenly felt like I was transported back. I saw the dirty streets at night, and the old men and their tea, and the restaurants we ate at. But I was still not asleep. I only saw these images in my head. Then the smell slowly faded away, and I longed for it to return. So I thought some more about the images in my head, and tried to remember more things. And then the weirdest thing: as I recalled my memories, the smell came back! The stronger a memory was, the stronger the smell became. I made a note to blog about it in the morning, and slowly drifted off to dreamland.

Unfortunately, I did not have any dreams of India. Even now, as I try to recall the images I saw last night...no smell...nothing...just the smell of regular air inside my nose. The curry smell is gone. The foreign new place smell is gone. And it wasn't just the smell of curry, it was intermingled with something else I can't quite put my finger on. Spices, perhaps, as that's what everyone seems to say India smells like. Or maybe it was just a smell my Brain created from my memories of India. (But really, I don't think my Brain is that clever, sorry Brain.) I'm sad it is gone now, but grateful that I was able to have such a wonderful olfactory experience last night.

Proof #136

Another example that Tina Fey and I are really the same person:

In episode #113, The Fighting Irish, Liz Lemmon goes to the gym and happens to meet up with Flower Guy and his GF.
A. The seemingly perfect guys always have cute attractive gfs to throw in your face.
B. They're in a hip hop class where everyone knew the routine perfectly except for Liz...or should i say, Tina Fey.........or should I say............ME?
C. Immediately afterwards, Liz is watching one of my favorite videos, the one with the baby panda sneezing.

If those three points combined don't prove that I am Tina Fey, I don't know what does.

Random thoughts...#258

It really amazes me how quickly one can spend $50 at Target. Like poof, it's just gone. And for what, a few things here, a few things there. (And some cool flip flops.)

So we're on countdown...8 more days until I am officially unemployed. The last imf-er standing. Kind of ironic to me. And i still have about 489 business cards in my name that i can no longer use. Perhaps i can create some sort of art project out of it. Make a house of cards? And then destroy it on a rampage...falling house of cards...analogy for the fate of said job? Perhaps? Yea, i'll sit on that for a bit.

I heart Tina Fey

I heart her sooooooo much.

Oh my oh my...

In telling this story, I'm gonna have to admit something embarrassing.

So...I watch Lipstick Jungle. I know, i know. But i do. And there's this hot boy on the show. Aside from the fact that his face is super cute and he has the most adorable smile and his body is incredibly HOT....um where was i?

Oh yea, so i see him on tv, and think he looks very strangely familiar, but can't place him in any WB shows i've seen. So tonight i'm watching him, and it just bugs me to no end how familiar he looks, so i start IMDB'ing him to see what shows i've seen him in. Realize he hasn't been in anything I would've watched...but find out his name is Robert Buckley. Hm...sounds oddly familiar. So i do some more digging, and see that he went to UCSD as well!! Hm...interesting. Look up his age, same age as me!!!!! He was an econ major....I was an econ major to begin with too!! And then WOOOSH. I suddenly have these vague memories in the back of my head pop in. Is it possible that I went to school with HOT BOY and even had some econ classes with him????? I'm giddy just thinking about it.

I currently have an email out to a friend who might have been friends with him. I can't wait for her reply. I mean, his name is just so familiar, as is his face....probably because I thought he was super hot back then too and have since burned the image of his face into the back of my corneas. Maybe? I even think he was in the same college as me, Muir, and lived in the Other building, on the 8th or 9th floor, the cool floor. And might have been friends with said friend. So...i can't possibly have all these memories of him if it wasn't true right? Man o man...i wish there was someone i can ask about this right now. I might have gone to school with HOT BOY!!! We might even have had a conversation or two!!!

HOT BOY, if you're reading this, contact me. I mean...Robert.

And if you have no idea who i'm talking about, just look him up. Seriously. He is HOT. HAWT.

Oh no.

I just went to get some soup at my Chinese take out of choice, and the guy there knew what I wanted...before I ordered it! Damn. Did you guys ever see "While you were sleeping"? Where Lucy was always ordering for one, and that chinese place always pointed it out? Damn chinese take out places! Damn Them!! It's fine when you go to starbucks and they know your name and know what you want. (Even though they usually don't for me...lame.) But when your chinese takeout place knows...then it's embarrassing.

So i mailed in my trial by declaration today. I'll be waiting to see what they say back. Crossing my fingers...

Pictures!

Wow, i just sat through 6 episodes straight of 30 Rock, 1st season, 2nd disc. THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE SHOW!! Liz Lemmon is my new Carrie Bradshaw replacement. It's a great show to watch when you're sick and your head is fuzzy, and you just want a good laugh. And several good laughs I had! I just can't get over how good this show is. I love it so much I just want to take it behind a middle school and get it pregnant. Muahahahah.

In other news, here are some pictures from the toilet restaurant in Taiwan, as promised many many moons ago. Enjoy!

Sugar withdraw?

OMG, i currently have the worst headache ever, and feel quite nauseous. I wonder if this has anything to do with my no sugar week. Maybe this is how drug addicts feel when they're trying to quit. On a much worse level, i'm sure. But man, i feel like crap. I hope it goes away.

No Sugar Week: Day 5

Hm...just doesn't have the same excitement and ring to it as shark week...

So this week I have decided to cut back on processed sugar. I say cut back instead of cut out because it seems as though i just can't avoid it, it's in everything! So i'm cutting back on the obvious: sugar in my coffee, cookies, ice cream...you get the idea. And the not so obvious I haven't been able to avoid? Sugar in my yogurt, sugar in my jelly (what else can i put on my muffins??)meals when i eat out, sugar in spaghetti sauce, and so on. But at least this some sort of step in the right direction, right?

I partially did this just to say to myself I can do it. I'm always thinking I can do things if i really wanted to, but never end up doing it, so technically, I can't do anything if i don't actually do it, right? Maybe i should take up smoking just so i can say i'm able to quit. Ha. Hahaha.

So far i've made it to day 5. But the weekend is upon us, and oh i'm scared. I've got birthdays to celebrate and college friends to meet up with. That spells sugar all over! So far i'm feeling pretty good, but i can't tell if its because i'm not putting poison in my body, or if its because i'm just really proud of myself for getting this far. Probably the latter.

Justache

As ryan says, it's "just a stache."

Which is what i wish i had. I might have blogged about this already so hear me out again...but...the longer my hair gets, the more i play with it. And when i say play, i really mean twirl. In the office, in the car, while having a drink at the bar. (A lil matt damon reference...teehee)

Alot of the times, i find myself twirling my hair for no good reason, and then wondering if the guy in the car next to me thinks i'm the biggest ditz ever. Good thing i don't chew gum...oy vey.

Now if i had a mustache, that'd be a complete different story. I'd twirl my mustache instead of my hair, and man, instead of ditzy, i'd look really....well probably manly. But it's like looking smarter when you wear glasses. I feel like i'd look more accomplished if i twirled my mustache instead, as if i'm always deep in thought. Which...is actually what i'm doing when i twirl my hair too. It just doesn't come across that way i guess. It'd also help if i had a legit english accent while i twirled my mustache. Hm...yes. Gotta work on that.

I bought two avocados today, for the first time ever. It's funny, i've never really liked avocados, but within the past year or so, they've really grown on me. i once had them at ms. parker's house with just a bit of salt, and it was actually quite good! and so when i saw them today i suddenly had a craving for salted avocado. except....how do i know when they're ready to eat? ms parker?

ok, so i've been watching this video non stop. It's funny, and really original. I wish i had come up with it. And i wish i was the one to edit it! If only i could put that in my reel.




Speaking of my reel, i finally got some sort of website up. whew. long time coming. But i had to scramble this weekend. And scrambling never comes out well. Except eggs. Mm...scramble eggs...with a dash of ketchup!

Just another saturday night...

So rather than go to an art show with vonne tonight, I somehow lost all track of time and ended up working on my website all night. Yes, the website that's been like a thorn at my side. The one that I didn't know how to get started on. Well...i'm about 60% there, thank goodness. This needs to be done this weekend, as there are demands and needs to be met! Oh the anticipation!

I hate that time after you've applied for that seemingly perfect job. The possibilities! The dreams! And then a week goes by...a month...and you realize maybe you're not so perfect for that job after-all. Ha. Days since applying for said job: 2.

I left the tv on while working on the website tonight. Listened to Oldschool in the background, and some very funny skits on SNL. And now.....Showtime at the Apollo! Not only that, its a "best of" show. Who needs to go see Step Up 2 when there's Showtime at the Apollo? Not that this blogger has any desires to see Step Up 2. No siree. Boy, people really get excited on this show!

Well, off to bed soon and then getting up to work on the site some more as I will be landlocked in the morning, thanks to people who like to run for shits and giggles. Ok ok, I won't be a hater...just because I don't run and am accruing office butt, that doesn't mean I need to hate on people who enjoy a good sweat. So here's to you, 26 mile marathon runners! May you have a great (and fast) run in the morning. I'll be counting the minutes til the streets open up!

How does one sell oneself?

And no, i don't mean the type of transactions on the street corner, you dirty thing. I mean, how do you build yourself up into this great awesome person for other people when sometimes you really doubt it yourself? It's hard to do I think. Don't you?

Warm Weather

Today i walked out of the office after work and felt like it was spring time. It was oddly warm, and there was actually light out. What's going on? Is it spring already?

But i do love the later sunsets. You just feel like you have more time in the day to get your stuff done when its light outside.

And apparently, tuesday nights around 8:30 are when the cute boys shop at the grocery store. Perhaps their gfs have all taken over the tele for American Idol night, and they just need to get out for a breather, a quick smokey smoke, some ice cold beers to claim their manhood back. Perhaps? In any case, i was unprepared for such a barrage of dapper fellows milling about, so i quickly gathered my mango and apples and yogurt and Bass (on sale!) to make a quick exit, only to be slowed down by the self-checker...yeah, that self-checker that's suppose to let you check out quicker, make that quick exit easy for you in such situations. I had to wait to get the apples weighed and cleared and the mango weighed and cleared and my id checked and blah blah blah.

After all that though, I did get to leave with Ben and Jerry. I know they will make me very happy.

Random thoughts...

Is it weird that it kinda bothers me when I log on to my online bank account, and my bank greets me with, Welcome Back, Wang?
It really just puts me off for some reason. They obviously have my full name in the database, why can't they greet me with my first name? It would sound a lot more personal, don't you think? It just kinda creeps me out. Like my computer is my football coach or something, and every time i want to check my balance, my coach is there to greet me, but instead he is shouting it...using my last name. Maybe if i'm good and have a large balance when i log off, i'll get a slap on the ass for a job well done?

And...fruit on the bottom yogurt. Why? I pondered this as i ate my fruit on the bottom yogurt today...as i furiously mixed to get the fruit to mix in evenly with the rest of the yogurt. If they put the fruit on the top, by the time it gets to me, it'll practically be all mixed in already. If they mixed the fruit with the yogurt...wow, what a concept, I'd be able to eat it immediately! Not that its THAT hard to mix my own fruit in the yogurt from the very very bottom of the cup (where the corners indent out...blueberry likes to hide out there), but they very specifically include on the label "with Fruit on the bottom" as if its a big selling point. As if i would be more likely to buy the yogurt if i can mix in the fruit on my own? I just don't get it.

Other Random Banterings

Last night i realized that i kinda have a crush on Ira Glass. Sure he is my hero...but...part time lover? One can only dream. I really love him.

It's 7:43pm. The oscars are on in the background, and i will shortly be in bed. I've been up for the past 36 hours, with only about 1.5 hours of sleep. Things are starting to blur, and my eyes grow heavy. Aren't you glad, dedicated reader, that I'm even taking this time to blog??

"She has a proclivity for everyone else's shoes, and mischief on her face."
Perhaps that is how I will begin my greatest song of all time. By george, that's it!

Alright, time for the oscar for most original song...I hope ONCE wins!!

OMG! And they did!! No surprise, but gosh, how great for them! Golly gee...