my evening engagement is cancelled. what's me gonna do? :)

i guess i feel so comfortable with some of my coworkers that i often say things that leave them a little puzzled about my college degree... or my sanity. for example, from today alone:

"oh wait, am i 22 or 23? ... for reals, guys."
"no really, i'm normal!"
"yoyoyoyoyoyoyoyo! "
"oh, i'm 23. cuz my birthday is in september and i was born in 1979."

while trying to understand why i was briefly confused with my own age, i came up with three possible reasons. one, the past two year went by too fast that they kinda merged together into a one long year. two, 22 or 23, they're all the same after 21. three, age is not important to me because i'm going to be young 4eva! :D it has to be one of the three.

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hey, mista kangsta, of course the email is real! just give me a day or two!
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never thought i would post anything politically here but...
guys. with all seriousness, i don't think we should go to war. let me rephrase: i don't think we should attack iraq. forget calling the other evil. we are about to attack a nation where half of its people are under the age of 15. we are about to provoke a nation that can potentially, in turn, do more harm to its neighboring countries than to us (and i hope you realize why this is wrong). just remember why we wanted to go to war in the first place. a few months ago, it was to protect ourselves from them. not to bring democracy and free people from their crazy leader as an outsider. this, as i understood from my high school history teacher, never worked so well in human history.


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one foggy morning when it's hard to tell what's ahead of you..

at 11pm today.

One flight down
There's a song on low
And your mind just picked up on the sound
Now you know you're wrong
Because it drifts like smoke
And it's been there playing all along
Now you know
Now you know
-jesse harris

those words floating in smooth melody.
downtown streets lively lit and quaintly deserted.
i called this suffocatingly beautiful and held my breath
alone in the car.

when i'm too tired to sleep, i try to make the most of the little time i have before i completely pass out on the floor. like yesterday when i grabbed the camera that i had carried around all day ;) sometime last year, i stuck pieces of paper with bible verses around the room that would come handy at random moments and this one had found its place on a small mirror on my door. (i know, the mirror is very dirty:P)

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one thing i just don't understand : why do girls go crazy after justin timberlake? is it the face? the voice? i just don't get it...

just about to head out and face the traffic. stealing some CD's from a coworker's desk to be better prepared for the LONG drive home. so got the music. got my snicker's bar to prevent road rage. got coffee (never know.)... what else do i need? i should be okay for the next few hours

happy weekend people. be safe in the rain and snow.

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hm, anyone heard of "your new favorite band the argument"? wonder what kind of music that is.

dave barry has a blog! :D

hey, you know that lady who works with our president and whose last name sounds the same as an east asian staple food? well, i really don't like her. i did like her once. not anymore.

and to think that it was this close to having her as my graduation speaker... now i'm happy to have had that nameless editor from wallstreet journal who told us to be nicer to our moms.

snow plow still hasn't come through our neighborhood!

from yesterday:

the poor thing was begging to be rescued. and that i did. i've never been so intimate with snow before.

now who's going to recue me? i'm begging to see the outside world, other than through the tv and internet. i need milk for my cereal.. i need potato chips for my cravings... and my body aches all over!

okay, so i'm a little tense right now as i await the fate of tomorrow... hm, but then again, do i ever know the fate of tomorrow?

well, i thought i would share something that made me laugh so hard at this hour. the following is an email sent by my boss - the one that calls me her little sister. (the other is the really work-loving lady who didn't fail to email me something work-related this morning.) i learn so much from both extremes.

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My sister-in law is from Oklahoma and has a slight accent. She has cats and when she lived in the south she would take them to the groomers and have what is called a Line Cut. To her a line cut is when all of the fur hanging down below the cat's tummy is taken off (because it gets matted or snarled).

When she moved to Chicago with my brother, one of the cats fur got all tangled up during the move so she took it in for a line cut. She was quite surprised when she heard the price as it was twice as much as it was down south. She confirmed with the groomer that he understood what a line cut was and he said "yes, I know what a LION cut is." It seems her accent came out sounding like LION not LINE and this is how her cat was returned to her.

[PHOTO 1]
[PHOTO 2]

She cried for a week...but not as much as the cat. It was November in Chicago and the cat needed all the fur it had.

Gas in car to go to groomers: $4.50
Cat car carrier: $32.99
Grooming fee : $80.00
Getting the look from one seriously pissed off cat: Priceless!

my fashion theme of the day: "snowed-in"
sweat pants, t-shirt, hooded sweat shirt, wrapped under one big gray fleece robe.
oh, can't forget my lovely glasses. i wanted to treat my eyes to extra oxygen than usual. felt like being generous to myself.

i often like the feeling of being "trapped inside." snowed in. rained in. whatever. there's a sense of peace and assurance that there's nowhere else i should be but home. of course, productivity is a separate issue ;)

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picture post of the day : extremely fuzzy pic from Neyla in DC during its restaurant week. jan 2003

at 2 in the morning, i present to you the new fashion trend i predict for spring 2003.



feet model: yours truly. photo taken: sometime in january

so i've been fine with the idea that tomorrow is Valentine's Day and that i don't have a valentine.

but it seems like everyone at work has a valentine! what's going on? where's my clan of single-loving girls? *hmph*

i had a crazy nightmare last night that involved the greek gods and goddesses alike and even the mortals of the trojan war chasing after me with spears and bows, immediately followed by my boss asking me to babysit her daughter whose name was joseph. take a guess which part of the dream left me so devasted that i woke up before the sunrise and had to take a shower.

and that was why i was so discombobulated this morning. and i still am.

hello.
i know i should be responsibly sleeping. i mean, it's almost 1am monday morning. very atypical. but i chose instead to responsibly read all that i should have finished last week. as i read the greek history, not mythology, i am all the more convicted that women are the cause of many problems and confusions. we change history indeed. men, i do urge you to be careful of us. i would, if i were you.

i'm just talking jibberish at this forbidden hour of blogging :P

reading of healing for me this weekend: psalm one thirty-nine.
reading of enlightenment : first peter five fourteen.
reading of hope at this moment : second corinthians twelve ten.
(typing out the numbers isn't cool. it's just more convenient for my lazy fingers right now.)

reasons why i love border's more than bn : optimal reading temperature, more books, better coffee, more books, greater selection of music, far greater selection of music, free coffee refills for a dollar sixty-five, more seating, more books.... i think that's it. oh, and better sales ;)

i'm hoping for another day off due to snow. i know, i often wish for the very improbable.

man, it was only last year when gina came to visit that both of us stayed up into the wee hours of the night talking about boys like highschool girls. but times have changed and in a few more months, she'll be a beautiful bride! (now i do think that some of us do mature faster than others ;) i can't wait to see you this summer. congrats!

(and that one thing that you humbly said, i'll keep that in mind until my time comes. ;)

you know what's funny? i don't remember writing my last post. i do remember sitting by the computer right typing without my glasses on before i snuggled under the comforter. the east coast weather's been cruel for so long...

dude, medical technology really did improve over the last four years! ;) heh. so it's been that long since my last visit to a dentist and i must say, there's some cool stuff they use nowadays. i saw my own teeth being scrutinized by a hygenist with a camera, and even those bacteria that harbor inside my mouth. don't say ewww because those little things actually looked cute on tv screen. kekek.. i'm grossing myself out as i say this. and to know that they're flourishing inbetween my teeth as i type. okay, 'nuff of that.

it's so nice to be home early. *big satisfactory grin here* on my way home, i turned on the radio and heard an unfamiliar voice giving a sermon on wrbs. turns out it was a pastor (stephen farard?) speaking to 50,000 men at a Promist Keeper meeting! (p.k. is a conference for christian brothers. no girls allowed.) *big evil grin here* i know it's really nothing, but i felt like i had access to a forbidden territory:P in any case, i laughed here and there because... man, guys are so weird. why are you guys wired in that way? why is "what you see" such a big deal and cause overwhelming 'internal' crisis? and yet, guys still think it's the girls with problems. tsk tsk tsk...

i'm 200 pages behind in my reading. my class is cool. i just wish i had more time on campus to hang out with some college folks :( (i sincerely miss some of them:T one day.... when i have the nerve to skip the entire afternoon of work! it will come, i hope.)

assuming that about 930 thoughts go through my head each day, only about 7 of those are worth retaining for the following day... or for future benefit. how sobering that is to know that. .

eating crabs always leave me with a cut or two in my hand. note to (geographically) distant friends: when visitng me with an expectation to go somewhere memorable, i recommend that you bring directions. i'm a terrible hostess; i can make you drive an hour and half to get to a place 20 miles away. (sorry to certain peeps)

i have a dentist appointment tomorrow. keep me in your thoughts as you go about your day plz. shanks.