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NOVEMBER '09 ARCHIVES 11:22 PM 11/1/2009my favorite month of the year is over. so sad. on the bright side, my mom is home from the hospital, and that is reason to celebrate....which is why i've been eating tons of chocolate these past 24 hours. soon i will end up in the hospital myself for gastic bypass surgery. ugh. anyway, lynn threw a halloween party last night, and unlike every other girl out there, i ended up wearing more clothes than normal for my costume. the tie cost me $6 and the gryffindor patch was $3. and yes, i finally found a use for the graduation gown we all thought we'd never wear again:  st. pauli girl and hermione. what an odd combination.  our work of art.  our other work of art, which was supposed to be the profile of totoro:  SO CUTE!! all right, i'm out. it's gonna be a busy next couple of weeks, and then it's thanksgiving! and then christmas. and then my 28th birthday. AUGH! adios. 11:51 PM 11/15/2009 sorry, i've been a delinquent updater. i blame work as well as lynn's super NES, which we've been playing pretty much every night for the past week or so. i wish i could say i'm joking but i'm not. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD DONKEY KONG IS!? our estimated completion date is may 11, 2010. the sad thing is that i'm not really even playing, i'm just watching lynn beat the levels one by one all by herself since i'm usually dead in about 5 seconds. this is all my parent's fault for not letting me play nintendo games other than super mario bros 1 and duck hunt when i was growing up. which i finally beat again a few weeks ago, btw. and the loser of the year award goes to..... anyway, let's see. i saw 2012 on fri night, and it was Stupid with a capital S. the one redeeming factor was adam lambert's "time for miracles" playing over the ending credits. if i had the power to turn a gay man straight and make him fall in love with me, it would be my emo-kid, hands down. we could even share makeup tips.  i'm sorry, kris who? yesterday evening was brandy and paul's wedding. the ceremony was on the helicopter pad on top of the marina del rey marriott - the view was gorgeous, but i was too busy trying to stave off hypothermia to truly appreciate the setting. it was SO COLD. some people actually showed up with fur coats or stoles, which made me insanely jealous and grossed out at the same time. minks, chinchillas, foxes and sables are way too cute to be slaughtered and worn around one's shoulders. and yes, i do realize the apparent hypocrisy of being okay with carrying leather bags but hatin' on furs. the primary difference is that i happily eat cows, and leather happens to be a great by-product of steak preparation. little furry animals are generally not eaten (by humans), which means they are deliberately killed for the sole purpose of fulfilling somebody's vanity. what a waste. and while i am on this subject, can i just say how stupid PETA's "i'd rather go naked than wear fur" campaigns are? i mean, really - like billboards of naked chicks are really going to convince anybody to turn vegetarian. let's just call it what it is: a lame excuse to get hot girls naked. these chicks should just cut the crap and pose for playboy already, instead of fronting for some crazy organization that equates eating meat with the Holocaust. i am all for the humane treatment of animals (within reason), but PETA's efforts are seriously misguided. PLEASE STOP WITH THE NAKED GIRLS, IT MAKES NO SENSE. anyways, i digress - back to brandy's wedding. once the numbness from the cold set in, i was able to enjoy the ceremony. jewish weddings are so much fun, with all the glass breaking, wine drinking and crazy dancing. i'm going to find a way to incorporate "mazel tov!" into my daily vocabulary from now on. haha. brandy and paul were super cute; it brought tears to my eyes to see the girl who once swore up and down she would never get married finally walk down the aisle. some of my ex-KPMG coworkers were there too, and suddenly i realized, as i was sitting at the table like a dateless freak, that i am THE last single one out of the entire group. even tom beat me to the altar. good god.  the view.  brandy with her parents. so happy!  joanne, paul, brandy, ms. matsumoto and me.  entering the ballroom.  the taiwanese trifecta. all we need is iris to complete the group. also, please note the subtle nuances of my shiny black hair that cost me $200. i know, right? worth every damn penny. just humor me and agree. :( next week is my coworker macy's wedding and then i'm finally done (hallelujah!) for the next ummm... eight months, hopefully. for those people who just got hitched, please hold off on having kids unless you are okay with getting a box of ziploc bags as a baby shower gift from me. thanks. now i'm out to do some work. it just never ends. adios, kids. 11:23 PM 11/22/2009 last year i ate thanksgiving dinner by myself in the hospital cafeteria and then spent pretty much all night on my feet keeping my mom company in the ICU. the entire experience was one of the scariest moments in my life and i was a complete wreck when nobody was looking. in between the frequent bouts of crying fits, i swore i would give up both my right and left kidneys just to have my mom be healthy again for next thanksgiving. now it's almost an entire year later, and my mom is up and about and eating somewhat normally. i could not ask for more (well, maybe winning the mega millions jackpot would be nice too, but i won't push my luck). sooo... i guess somebody better hand me a scapel and hook me up to a dialysis machine. btw, i have to think that my kidneys would fetch a pretty good price on the black market, considering how i've taken such nice care of them all my life. before i forget, i'm also thankful this year for my friends and my boyfriend who made sure i didn't go nuts from the stress. your reward for putting up with me is getting to put up with me for at least another year. haha. sucks to be you guys. my (ex) coworker macy's wedding was this sat in westminster. i was 8 minutes late and apparently missed the ceremony, which had started 30 minutes prior to the time printed on the invitation. i was so confused when i got there. so i didn't get a single picture of the bride (who was gorgeous), but i do have some from my table.  me, andy and tommy.  note the nearly empty bottle of hennesey on our table. we weren't even a quarter of the way through dinner yet.  all right, that's it for now. i'm gonna try to take off most of this week since jack is coming to town (awkward family time, i can't wait) so i hope you all have a very happy and safe thanksgiving. update more next weekend. xoxo. 8:55 PM 11/29/2009 as a disclaimer, i actually wrote most of the stuff below a few days ago, before the game on saturday night. while i am disappointed about our loss (again) to 'SUC, the defeat was just salt on a wound. a huge, festering wound created by the following pictures:   DISGUSTING. people are always surprised by how much i love my alma mater and how personally i take this rivalry. "come on, it's just a school," they say. "what's the big deal?" give me a break. these people have obviously never had the privilege of attending one of the finest public universities in the nation. you're not born a bruin, you EARN your right to become a bruin. i believe that people are largely defined by the important choices they make, and while i didn't choose to be female or choose to be asian-american, i sure as hell did choose to work my ass off so i could attend a top-notch school for an exceptionally great price (did you know ucla is less than 1/4 the cost of usc? usc's tuition and fees outweigh harvard, princeton, yale, cal tech, MIT, stanford and upenn). that choice makes ucla every bit a part of my identity as my nationality, ethnicity or gender. the bruin bear is more than just some random statue standing in the middle of campus; to me, it represents achievement, hard work and opportunity. so when useless idiots out there decide to go out and dump paint all over it, then yeah, i take it pretty personally. but what is even worse than the dumbasses who committed the vandalism are the people who are appreciative or amused by crap like this. it infuriates me when people attempt to belittle or trivialize things that are important to me, particuarly because i always try to make a conscious effort to be respectful of other people's values - even when i don't completely understand them. so to all the haters out there who think slapping paint all over another school's mascot is totally hilarious, screw you. i'm sorry you never had a chance at experiencing the best in the west. maybe one day somebody will vandalize something that is dear to you and you'll realize how much it sucks. until then, keep your stinking hands off my bruin. man, i'm all worked up now. it's time to talk about pleasant things. i took most of this week off of work, which was really nice. clients kept calling but i ignored most of the messages for the large part. jack flew into down early this week, so i was able to spend a lot of time goofing off with him. he finally met my parents a few days ago and i think it went pretty well. meaning, they didn't chase us out of the house and down the street while waving my mom's butcher knives in the air. we met up with lynn, erin and brandon a few times for lunch and brunch; the highlight of our meals was definitely when we almost got erin with the "hey, if your hand is bigger than your face, you have an increased risk of cancer" trick. clearly she had either missed or forgotten about that one time in 2nd grade where we spent all day smashing each other's hands into our faces. jack was especially convincing and almost had her but brandon had to cover his face up with his napkin because he was laughing so hard. poor confused erin. haha. you just had to be there. anyway, i dragged jack to some black friday sales and somehow conned him into buying me a pair of heels from cole haan. he's a good boyfriend. i bought him a $20 banana republic t-shirt. i am a bad girlfriend. shhh, don't tell him, i think i can keep him in the dark for another year or so. he's deploying to iraq next week and i refuse to think about it too much because i just might talk myself into packing up my bags and sneaking off to iraq so i can watch his back. with my awesome CPA skills. if something happens to him while he's over there, i will seriously wreak havoc on the responsible parties. yes, WREAK HAVOC. again, with my awesome CPA skills. dammit, i really should have picked up some more practical skills during my 27 years on this planet. next week i will enroll in karate. white belt here i come! all joking aside, if you could all send some kind thoughts his way, i would really appreciate it. no need to worry about me though, i have my bags and shoes to keep me company. hopefully the salt from my tears won't stain them too much. adios, kids. hope you all had a great thanksgiving. | |||||||
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