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	AUGUST 09 ARCHIVES 11:29 AM 8/2/2009 it's aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaugust! six weeks until september 15th. i think it's going to be managable this year. that's probably denial talking. i'm sure i'll get my ass kicked left and right but seeing as how this is going to be my seventh 9/15, i'm getting kinda used to it. anyway, erin emailed us with some more pictures from the wedding, so here they are: the ladies! me and lynn, getting ready to walk down the aisle. no, NOT together. homecoming queen wave. i'm pretty the photographer caught us in the process of talking sht. "omg, you call THAT dancing?" have you ever seen a group of girls so unwilling to catch a bouquet before? i look like i'm running some football play. btw, the bouquet is on the floor, right behind keri. 10 seconds later, and the bouquet is STILL lying there. AND, because you just can't have enough wedding stuff (actually you can but too bad, i have nothing original to update about so you're just gonna hafta deal), here's stuff from the night before keri's weding: intercontinental lobby. is it just me or is keri's dress kinda short? hoochie. we're so hard core we even worked out in our dresses. giving vietnamese nail salons a run for their money. awww the bridesmaids (minus kacy). now that's how you update your webpage without writing anything of substance. don't worry, i'm done with weddings (for two months). now i have to go running. UGH. adios, kids - have a fabulous week. 12:14 AM 8/6/2009 ha, you all thought i was done with the wedding stuff huh? well guess what....i'm not. REASONS WHY I LOVE THIS PICTURE:* 1. it was taken against the exterior wall of the missoni store on rodeo drive. come on, it doesn't get more awesome than that. 2. there's a shadow of a palm tree over us. i loooove LA! 3. look closely and you'll see that there was only one giant dork in the entire group who struck a cheesy pose for the photographer. guess who it was? 11:35 PM 8/17/2009 huh. so august is halfway over and 9/15 is less than one month away. you know what that means, right? it's time to bring back the sad seal picture of busy season! RUN, SEAL, RUN!!!!!!!!! anyway, this will be 9/15 busy season #7 for me. that's a little frightening. i keep waiting for it to get easier and yet.... it doesn't. but since i don't want to waste my precious updating time on ranting about busy season for the fifteen billionth time, it's time to change topics. i saw (500) days of summer on fri night and it made me want to join a convent. i thought the whole point of romantic comedies was to make you feel all teary eyed and mushy, not seriously depressed and discouraged. this is probably why i should stick to masterpieces like G.I. Joe from now on. speaking of G.I. Joe (knowing is half the battle!), the below picture is dedicated to all the haters out there - ahem, EUNICE LEE - who, for no apparent reason, are still blind to the absolute hotness that is channing tatum: well, that's all i have to update about. man, talk about a well thought out, insightful blog post. didn't i used to write about interesting things? no? fine, whatever. i have to be up at 5:30 tomorrow so now would be a good time to quit screwing around. have a great week kids - wish me luck in getting through the next couple of weeks. hasta. p.s. in response to the inevitable comments re: the second picture above - look, i don't care how crappy his acting is or how he has the personality of cardboard. channing tatum was put on this earth for two things only: 1. STAND THERE. 2. LOOK PRETTY. the end. 9:17 PM 8/23/2009 i often get a lot of questions about where i get my cheerful, sweet disposition from. which, if you think about it, shouldn't really come as a surprise, since i practically ooze friendliness everywhere i go. while i still haven't quite figured out how i became so damn nice, i'll tell you one thing - it sure as heck didn't come from my mom. check out a chat i had with her via gmail (keep in mind that we were sitting about 40 feet from each other in different rooms of the house): ok, every freakin' time i IM her when i'm at work, she tells me she's too busy to talk. and by busy, she means she's too preoccupied sorting through all the stupid cheesy email forwards her friends send to talk to her own flesh and blood (aka the best daughter ever. the one that bought her a fendi bag and a tod's bag and a burberry scarf and oh yeah, that dang laptop she's currently busy typing away on). and what do i get in return?! "I am busy, See you later," plus the random beauty tip about washing my face before using my laptop so i'll look better. asian moms, i swear. it's a good thing i have a healthy sense of self esteem. on top of my abundance of kindness. and modesty. all right, enough about my awesomeness. i spent most of my weekend on...wait for it....you know it's coming... sooooooo predictable.... that's right, WORK! i was in the office yesterday and then worked from panera with my partner today. last night i was so burnt out from thinking that i dragged my coworker ryan with me to see district 9 at burbank. while it was good (and sad) overall, some parts were so disgustingly graphic that i had to literally cover my eyes with my hands like a third grader. halfway through the movie ryan called me out and told me to quit hiding behind my fingers so then i used my hair instead and ended up looking like cousin it. i'm such a loser. anyway, you should all watch it, if you haven't already. next movie to watch - inglourious basterds. i'm not such a fan of tarantino movies (seriously, can somebody PLEASE explain pulp fiction to me?!) but it's getting rave reviews and hello, it's got brad pitt. need i say more? well, it's time to quit procrastinating. this next week is going to be insane again. fortunately i have my sunny and upbeat personality to keep me going through the 15+ hour workdays. speaking of sunny and unbeat, OJ is, for the first time in months, happily chirping a song and hopping around all over in his cage. see, my positive attitude is infectious. when i get to work tomorrow, everybody's going to be so inspired by me that we're going to crank through all of our 9/15 work in a week. right. hey, how does the ending of ice cube's it was a good day go again? oh, yeah. hey, wait. wait a minute pooh. stop this sht. what the f*** i'm thinking about?* haha, CLASSIC. 10:11 PM 8/30/2009 oh, man. i wasn't even this sad when michael jackson died. seeing DJ AM play live was on my list of 30 things to do before i'm 30. now i'm screwed, dangit. to say he was beyond amazing would be a huge understatement - the guy was in a league of his own. i've had a crush on him for the past five years and now i will never ever be able to marry him and enjoy his DJ'ing skills in the privacy of our own home. you think i'm joking but i'm not. i cannot adequately describe his talent - for any of you who don't think he was a real artist, you have ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA. i hear all this crap out there about how he wasn't really that gifted because he didn't write his own music - yeah, neither did horowitz, but that didn't stop him from being one of the best pianists of the 20th century, did it? after 12 years of piano lessons, way too many hours of marching/jazz/concert band (i just embarrassed myself typing that) and nine quarters of music classes at ucla, i can say, without a doubt, that the boy was absolute musical genius personified. RIP, DJ AM. download DJ AM's power 106 mix here. in other news, wildfires are once again ripping through certain areas of LA, which just plain sucks. the clouds of smoke i see hanging in the sky from miles away are unbelievable. some of my coworkers have had to evacuate - i can't even imagine what that would feel like. my mom asked me what in the house i would grab if i had to evacuate in 5 minutes and i told her i'd grab the pink blanket i've had since i was two, my favorite purses and pictures, shove 'em in the grand piano, slam the lid down and push like hell. yes, it's about a billion pounds but it's also my dowry so i can't leave that sucker behind. my mom asked why i wouldn't take my cash instead and i was like, "duh, i don't have any - converted it all to purses years ago!" all joking aside, i hope this crazy weather dies down soon so we can get the fires under control. there have already been several deaths and now i am profoundly grateful that i am not dating a firefighter. although come to think of it, the impending deployment to iraq isn't really any safer than battling fires, so forget i said anything. dude, my next life i am totally dating an engineer. all right, back to work. TWO WEEKS UNTIL 9/15. it's gonna be a freaking walk in the park. A PARK FROM HELL, that is. i'm ready for it though. i'm gonna kick busy season's ass all the way back to the stone ages. or was it the other way around? i always forget. later, kids.