| 8 jun 2001 yesterday was a good day. not during work, of course... but after i went home. well, almost everything went right. first, i was supposed to meet up with carol (cleo) at printers inc in mountain view. you know, that whole "i want to meet these online people" thing. but there was an e-mail mix-up, so that fell through. but i got to see part of the mtv movie awards, which was pretty cool. the intro was a spoof of _the mummy returns_ with hosts jimmy fallon and kirsten dunst, with cameos by oded fehr (from the movie itself), rob schneider, and... snoop dogg! pretty good shit. then, i met up with sonya and barden to see _memento_ at palo alto square. it was a really good movie. basically, it's a temporally bidirectional film... the film starts at the beginning of time and the end of time, and alternates the two closer to each other until it meets in the middle and ties the two pieces together. quite neat. and kind of confusing. which is its charm. basically, half of the plot is filmed backwards (remember that _seinfeld_ backwards episode? BRILLIANT!) and so, while the twists and turns in a conventionally chronological movie come in the way of violations of your expectations, the surprises in this reverse-time movie come in the form of violations of your assumptions. very very neat concept. i think guy pearce is a great actor. it's not really shown here, but it just reminds me of _l.a. confidential_. i thought he had a really good body in this movie, though, and those funky tattoos made his body even more intriguing. after the movie, we discussed our confusion outside the theater for a while, as we tried to make sense of the plot. then, i called up gina at stanford, and dropped by to have a smoke and a chat. the was studying for a final, but i convinced that this would be a "focus" smoke. ha! of the four taiko seniors in the group, i like jo-ann the most. (duh... i was in love with her for a year.) but, i think i get along with gina the best. we just really talkative the few times that we're together. i busted out my black & gold's, of course, for the special occasion. well, the thinking was that i won't see gina again. stanford graduation is next saturday, and gina isn't going to be playing the traditional taiko piece at baccalaureate. so i just wanted to wish her good luck on her change of career... she wants to be a doctor now. it's a hard road, and i wish her the best. so i was driving home, and thinking... "THIS is how a weeknight should be." interesting, filled with people contact and enjoyment. none of that vegetate-in-front-of-the-tv thing. ----- i was so bored yesterday afternoon that i went through all of my journal entries and checked out search engine search phrases that led people to them. i got stuff like: "jennifer lopez's boobs" (hey! on google.com, i'm listed 2nd!) "tattoo big my shoulder" "emaciated fetish" (eewwwwww... they should see the "sloth" victim in the movie _seven_) "crunch snail" "tolkein tree creature" (they misspelled tokien!) "morbid and disgusting pictures" and... my favorite... "bite in the ass picture" HAHAHAHAHAHA. can you imagine a silly person wanting to see pictures of ass-chomping snaps, and winding up at my journal entry about a bug bite on my ass? HAHAHAHA. sorry, chump... ----- so yesterday's entry was a weird exercise in confinement of style; how the proper capitalization was putting a cramp in my chatty nature. it reminded me of two things: 1) wearing a tux really tones down my silliness. i just don't feel like i can be odd and goofy when i'm wearing formal wear. 2) i owned these steel-toed boots that really used to get me depressed. it just took so much effort to just walk in those monstrosities that i would get tired our and cranky and bummed out. ----- i had some really weird dreams last night. the first one involved getting into a potentially violent argument with my parents about their anti-japanese sentiment. now, my mom is the only one with that, but i think she's better about it now. but in the past, she really HATED the japanese because of their world war II atrocities against the chinese. she even refused to eat japanese food. and i think for a while, she was really opposed to my doing the stanford in japan program. i had some bad arguments with her about it. amazingly, it was ok with her that my best friend in junior high was a japanese kid. i guess somehow her sweeping generalization about japanese people had just enough of a loophold to allow me to have a japanese friend. but now i think she's more open-minded. my brother's going to take japanese in high school. and other stuff. but anyways, in my dream, my dad was threatening to get violent about my continued association with the japanese, and i just yelled "SHUT UP" and started running away. he was chasing me, and i fled with this terror and fear. *phew* then i woke up. the other dream involved a taiko workshop. for some insane reason, kristie was there. but then, i had to spar with some taiko guy from one of the UC colleges. he fought using two sickles, and i had these two HUGE black and gold cigarette sticks. hahaha. my smoking made it into my dream in the form of two six-feet-tall cigarettes! neat. but that was about it. both were very vivid dreams, and i woke up and forced myself to remember them. it's amazing that i remembered them; usually i forget them within in seconds of waking up. there. where? here. *wink* it was a good thursday night. now i'm hoping my weekend will result in my finally moving out and getting used to my new digs. have a good weekend. |