Juice

My blog no longer remembers me, despite my continuous clicks on the "remember me" button when i sign in...sigh.

I've been antsy lately. My RLS** has been acting up in the past few weeks, and the tips of my fingers are itching to be creative. And try as i might...nothing. My creative juices need to be freshly squeezed and strained and digested. But the question is, where does one go to pick the ripest creatives? Maybe the salmonella got to them too, and they were destroyed along with the tomatoes...before I could get to them. Double sigh.

**Restless Leg Syndrome. Crazy, I know. Ridiculous, I know! But imagine my surprise one day when I'm watching late night TV, and one of those lame drug commercials come on, like another one of those cialis or viagra commercials. But then i find myself saying yes yes yes to all the questions the voice over asked. Unpleasant sensation in the legs? Uncontrollable urge to move? Especially while falling asleep? Man. Who knew?? Anyways, my condition, real or not, is not severe enough to fall prey to medication...but it is somewhat annoying and irritating.

Internet Sensation!

If you haven't joined the craze, what are you waiting for??

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What kind of a man are you?

When suggesting movies to watch, do you suggest:
A.Terminator
B. X-Men
C. How to lose a guy in 10 days?


When watching said movie, do you:
A. Sleep through it
B. Make some excuse to leave
C. Make sure it is on pause when you have to get up so you don't miss a single minute.


If you've answered C to all the above, you are my kind of man.

End of the world?

Sure feels like it. Gas prices going up, food prices going up, housing industry meltdown, unemployment rate up, sag strike looming, and I...still unemployed.

What is one to do?

Only in LA...

...do you hear the guy next to you in the bookstore pondering out loud to his friend, "Should I go to Lance Bass's bbq?"
Of course you should, it's lance bass! Duh!

And only in LA do you run into lorelai gilmore at the observatory (which is closed on Mondays btw, to all you tourists out there).

But apparently, APPARENTLY, this next piece of information applies across the country...

DID YOU KNOW? That when you print out a coupon for pizza and it says max 3 toppings, they really don't mean 3 toppings?

Confused? I was too. Let me explain...

You can get 3 toppings on half of that pizza, AND 3 completely different toppings on another half of the SAME pizza. Wow, i know. This happened the other day, and it completely blew my mind. In fact, i'm still trying to wrap my head around this one. So what if i want to divide my pizza into quarters instead of halves? Would i have 12 different toppings on one pizza? Why would they not charge me extra for those 3 new toppings? I just don't get the logic. I really don't. If i wasn't so lazy right now, i'd take a self portrait of myself with my college degree in one hand, and pizza coupon in the other, and a rather confused expression on my face.



Seriously though, that's 6 toppings i had on ONE pizza with a three topping coupon. Tell me how that works out.

"What kind of girl are you??" Pt 2

(I have a feeling this is gonna be pt 2 of a loooong series...)

I hate that J is more domesticated than me. I don't usually make ice. Even on hot hot days, I don't consume beverages at home with ice. The other day I decided this summer was THE summer I started making ice. So i took the empty ice tray out of the freezer, washed it, dryed it, and let it sit on my counter...only to have J show me today that it's not an ice tray, it's an egg tray! And what do you know, the eggs fit perfectly in the ice tray. Now i just have to get some new ice trays. Or go back to my old ways and not consume ice this summer.

Following this discovery, J then showed me how to use one of the tools in my (but really his) manicure kit.


To be continued, I'm sure.

"What kind of girl are you??"

I seem to get this question a lot.

Today I picked up a pack of qtips at target, and decided to go with the pack of 650 because it came with a free gift on the side.

Me: ooooh...what is this pack of fandangled gadgets?
J: It's a manicure set...What kind of girl are you??

I guess the kind that doesn't know a manicure set when you see one. BUT! The real question is....why would J know about manicure sets??????

I rest my case.


I saw several penises (penii?) this weekend. Participated in SF's Bay to Breakers where people can run all 7 miles completely naked. I'm not one to be against one's right to bare skin, but really, when it involves old men, creepy looking middle aged men, and no hot guys...really, it makes me wonder, what's the point to this human right? And isn't it really just taking away MY right to not see what I don't need to see? I'm just seying...

Mop Quest

The ultimate quest for the perfect wet mop came to a halt today in the aisles of Target, where they finally restocked on some regular clorox sponge mops. This quest has been going on for a while, and came to a short hiatus when i bought the method mop kit, thinking that i'd save the world and get clean floors at the same time. I should've known better. Now i have a yet another mop that doesn't work so well keeping my fridge company, AND, on top of that, I saw the kit on sale for $5 less last weekend. Poop. But now I've got a new mop, a new mop bucket, and a scented Mr. Clean. :) All's that's left is the putting it to use part. Stayed Tuned.

Meanwhile...

Why is it that I feel guilty and irresponsible when i have fun? Especially spur of the moment fun. If i'm not doing something productive, i'm thinking about what the next productive task should be. It drives me crazy. Sometimes i just want to shut my brain off and just have fun. Pure fun without the guilt, is that too much to ask? Apparently so.

Took J out for his bday last night and while we were driving home, we broke out into an impromptu dance party in the car (thanks to my man Justin). And then the car next to us invited us to go clubbing with them. We declined, explaining that it was so very late (10pm) for us in our old age (29), maybe next time. Instead, we went home and had an impromptu dance party of our own in my living room instead. I make a mean DJ.

Now we've caught the dance bug, who's with us?

Geek out, or FILL out?

On the freeway today I passed by a billboard boasting of breast augmentations for only $2999. Wow, they are affordable these days eh? Which got me thinking, for about the same price, I can have a new supercomputer with double quad cores, high speed and powerful, new OS, dual layer superdrive......humuhna humuhna....i'm already drooling. It's amazing what you can get for your money these days...

Do you understand the words that are coming out of my keyboard?

You should, because it's no longer typing like crazy! Hooray! Typing on my new keyboard makes me feel more like Carrie Bradshaw than ever! Something about the feel of the keys and the little clickety clack noises it makes...i feel my transformation with every word i type. This new keyboard is so thin and hip, i almost can't stand it! I didn't mind the old one so much, but it malfunctioned when someone spilled water all over my desk...tragic.

Went to my second funeral ever last week. Funerals are never fun, but something about them feels soothing in a weird way. I guess it just gives closure to everything, and gives people a chance to get to know the person's life. It's almost like a big party, but with alot of tears instead of cake and balloons.

Death is a strange thing. One minute you're here, the next minute you're gone. And then all that's left are memories of the life you lived, survived by family and friends. It's like your body is a wind up toy, it just tickers along, until one day someone forgets to wind you up again. Maybe it's not really like that. I don't know what it's really like.

I still remember the day my frog died. My beautiful little frog, with its hot orange belly that I got from S&J for my birthday. One day i looked in and it was dead and flat. I remember having to take it out of the tank and freaking out because it was dead. My little frog that I wasn't afraid to hold in my hand when it was alive was suddenly the scariest thing to touch now that it was dead. Funny how that is...

**ADDENDUM**

Life is a funny thing too. These events, life and death, they happen every single day, every single minute of the day...yet we're unaffected by it until it happens to us. Until we give birth, or someone we know gives birth, or someone we know dies. Sure when these things happen, it affects a lot of people but still many more are unaffected. There is a baby being born as I type right now, but I'm unaffected by it. Yet if we rewind back to July a couple decades ago, I was affected, I was being born!

Again...I don't know where I'm going with this...

Readings and Findings

Recently finished reading Persepolis 2, and was quite surprised by how much I enjoyed it. The library did not have Persepolis 1, I may just have to watch the movie instead. Now I'm on to The Fountainhead, giving to me by J, who may have made the claim that it will change my life. I guess I will find out in 727 pages. Recently found out they're making a movie of The Time Traveller's Wife...how disappointing yet intriguing at the same time. Funny thing is, while I was reading it I kept wondering what the film version would look like. Guess we'll find out this summer.

This week has been a frenzy of events hither and thither. This weekend doesn't look like it'll slow down either.

Boring post for now. More to come later.

I feel like Jesse Spano

No time? There's never any time!


Why is it that despite my unemployed hours, i feel like i still don't have enough time to do everything i want to do! WHY??

Things left unsaid.

Dear Rebecca,

I hope that somewhere out there you know I came by to see you today. I know things have been confusing for you, and you probably already can't remember who I am, but I want you to know I think about you and your family all the time. Your daughter is doing a wonderful job taking care of everything, I just don't know how she is doing it. I half expect her to break down at any moment whenever I call her, but she doesn't. And I saw her take care of you today and it just amazes me how strong she is throughout this whole process, with so many other things going on. You've done an excellent job raising her and her brothers and I told her today how great it's been to see everyone in your family come together these past few years. Today I really missed one of your strong hugs, the ones you always give me when I see you...it always amazed me how strong they were even though you're so petite. I'm sorry I left the room so abruptly today, I didn't mean to be rude, but I didn't want to cause a scene and I just wasn't prepared to see you in that state, as much as I tried to prepare myself beforehand....I really did want to come in and say hi and get a hug, or even just to hold your hand...I really hope you know that. I hope I can send this out into the ether and it will somehow get to you, and even though I'm not the praying kind, just know you are constantly in my thoughts.

SH

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!