| 17 jan 2002 "there is no middle ground or that's how it seems for us to walk or to take instead we tumble down either side left or right to love... or to hate" not a bad day so far. before i forget, i read amabelle's answers to winnie's 50 questions, and i finally got my ass to write my own responses. feel free to check them out. it's not deep or anything, but you can learn a bit more about me. i was feeling the standard blues, as strolled into the office. i left at noon to go play basketball, and i switched the cd in my car from st. etienne to oasis. you see, oasis was my favorite band at the end of college and for a few years after graduation. i immediately put on "don't look back in anger," but just started singing along. it made me feel really good... that song is beautiful, and i like it because it features noel's singing, instead of liam's whiny voice. i mean, i *like* liam too, but noel's voice somehow gives the song a better flavor. and basketball was really good. for some reason, i started seeing the court so much better. i cut really well, and i made a few good assists to will and jp. 3 on 3 is just my absolute favorite... it's much easier to create space. i only made one jumper, but the rest of my shots were all hooks and layups, which is rare because i don't like to cut that much. anyways... our team won all but one of our games, and i was just really pleased with how i played. there's this patch of grass outside the office where mold is growing where i puked a few weeks ago. ewwww.... when i went bowling this past tuesday, there were 12 people there, so a lot of us had to stand. a lot of guys were standing in the back, and one time, i got up to get a better view. there was this RANK smell, i mean, RANK. someone cut the cheese pretty badly. people started looking around, trying to figure out whodunit. but you see, the reason why i got up in the first place was because i had gas myself, so i beefed. but i swear, that awful smell was already there, and it wasn't me. i think the guys thought it was me, though... i guess getting up was a telltale sign that i needed to tap some gas. haha. will showed me this website yesterday, called coincidence design. very sketch. basically, you find a girl you like, and they'll STALK her for you, finding out her past sexual history, her likes and dislikes, and then they'll set up "coincidences," like have you "accidentally" run into her at a party or sitting next to her on a plane. freaky, huh? the prices that they charge are exhorbitant, like tens of thousands of dollars. but i thought about it. fucking illegal, right? so it had to be a hoax. i dug around a bit, and it turns out some random dude designed all these sites that all had to be hoaxes, i mean, there's this site where you pay a japanese dude to get drunk and in the process come up with a cool name for your product. and another where people are staged to have sex with each other randomly. gotta all be fake. but anyways, i thought coincidence design was a pretty neat idea. i admit to having stalker tendencies, so i guess you could say that it fascinates me. of course, the whole concept of meeting a girl over manufactured situations kind of kills the beauty of romance, so it's not like i would ever do that... but i think being an agent and working for a firm like that would be kind of interesting... being all stealthy and stuff. but still, it's pretty sketch... i don't know if these sites' purposes are for humor. i saw some people linking them, thinking that they're real... i dunno. kind of a waste of time, if you ask me. sure, it's amusing, but... i went on amazon last night and ordered two chemical brothers cd's. apparently they have a new album out coming soon. i also looked at this book called _asian beauty_. it turned out to be a book around makeup techniques to accentuate asian features. i was disappointed because i thought it was about analyzing the aspects of beauty that separate asians from others and how asian women struggle with their body images. i think it's important for people to be proud of how they look, based on what their genes give them. this all goes back to my anti stance against asians getting cosmetic surgery, like stuff beyond the standard eyelid surgery, but fucked up shit... like shaving calf muscle to have thinner legs, nipple enlargements, etc. why do so many asian women hate their bodies? shit. my portable cd player is fucking up. sometimes it freezes. other times the buttons don't work. it's not like i've abused this one... all it's done is sit on my desk at work. what the hell? i really don't want to go out and buy another one. it's another $150 that i don't need to spend. i'm saving up for my imac! and those sound sticks and that clear subwoofer! *drool* and once i get my new computer, jay and i will throw another house party. yay! when i think about my finances, it really depresses me. i mean, with the crash of the stock market and my bad judgments, it's basically as if i hadn't worked for four years. and that's such a fucking bummer. i look at my more conservative friends like alan, who must have a lot of cash stashed away. i mean, alan lived at home for a while, and he was travelling for a long time, so he doesn't have that rent sink that i've always had since i graduated. i have friends who are ready to buy houses, and i think about it, and i'm just nowhere near that stage financially. ugh. i worry about money a lot. i have WDM obsession. no, you geeks, it's not wave-division multiplexing. WDM stands for women, death, and money. i'm going to see warabi-za tomorrow night. it's japanese dancing, singing, and drumming. hopefully, it's more drumming than anything else, because that's what i'm most interested in. but i'm not getting my hopes up. anyways, my friend tells me that ticket sales has been pretty light, so she scored me and dishi front row tickets. go check it out if you're free. it's at 8pm in san jose. go to san jose taiko's site to check it out. and if you see me at the concert, come and say hi! :) ok. i'm cutting it short today. not much to report. gg told me that _felicity_ is gonna end this season, and i just found out the _x-files_ will, too. maybe i'll start watching _x-files_, even though i haven't done so for years. but i do want to find out how it ends. during basketball today, i adopted jay's catchphrase during the ski trip, and i just kept uttering "mofo" the whole time. every time we go on a road trip, it seems jay and alan come up with some song or phrase that they keep saying over and over. ok monster pups. i'm out. i got some work to do. stop by my fifty questions if you have time, ok? bye! |