Friday, October 29, 2004
This is Halloween
Halloween is a big deal in my office. We have a parade and a contest and decorate and everything. People bring their kids in to see the decorations and they come trick or treat at our desks. Very cool. This is the first year that I haven’t dressed up. Not inspired at all. I think everyone was a bit surprised. But I am wearing a really cool t-shirt that says “The Great Transylvanian Blood Drive” with a vampire nurse on it. And they can’t complain. I baked for these guys! And my mom made adobo. Yum.
Now as far as what’s up for Halloween (thanks for reminding me Zach), Giovanna, who is the cocktail waitress at the Lamp and Tommy’s cousin, is having a party at her place in OB. Cool. And then there’s also BSC at Sidebar. And of course, Lamp is always an option. And I think I know what I am going to be...I’ll have to go dig around to see if I can do what I want. I think Travis is going to come to Giovanna’s party with me since it’s in his hood. He is going to be Buckethead. He went to KFC yesterday to get a bucket, but they didn’t have any! I may be making one from posterboard on Sunday if he doesn’t end up finding one. So, yeah...it should be a fun evening.
Him again
I do not know what is up with me and The Boy these days. He called me really early yesterday (5.30pm) to see if we were still going to catch the Hot Snakes show at the Casbah. We had planned to go when we were out on Sunday, but I hadn’t spoken to him since then. So I told him that I still wanted to go, but I had a multitude of things to do before we left. That was fine as things at the Casbah start late. So I told him I’d pick him up around 10 and that I would call him before I left the house.
I did all the things I needed to do - went to the gym, had dinner, baked brownies and cookies and got ready to go. And while I was getting ready to go, he called me again. Huh? Twice in one night? He *never* does that.
I go pick him up and he’s wearing the House of Blues beanie that I gave him. Cute. I brought him some of the cookies that I made and he was stoked about that. So we head to the Lamp for our pre-show cocktails. (Red Headed Sluts, then a JD/Coke for him and a Strawberry Cosmo for me.) And, lo and behold, Boytoy was there with girls. Funny. Because I didn’t call him because we weren’t staying and he didn’t call me because he was with girls. So we ended up hanging out with Thursday regulars, Pat and Chuck. Pat always goes to a movie on Thursdays and then meets Chuck at the Lamp. They have been married forever and are guaranteed to be there on Thursday to show me pix of their grandchildren. So Pat talked to me and the Boy for quite a bit. (More about that later...)
After our round of drinks, we headed to the Casbah. We got there and it was sold out. Damn. The Boy works with Reis aka Swami of the Hot Snakes, so he tried to call him to see if he was around to get us in. No dice. Bummer. But you know what that means....back to the Lamp.
So we get back to the Lamp and hang out for a couple more rounds. Russ was there and we had a shot with him. And I got to sing. And The Boy and I got to talk more and what have you. I guess "what have you" entails a bunch of touchy feely stuff and back scratching and me sharing my lip gloss that tastes like fruity stripe gum.
But the whole time this is happening, I am having inner dialogue because everyone that really knows me at the Lamp has been seeing me with The Boy. And until I set them straight, they think that he's who I am going out with. Pat asked me how long we've been together and I was like "What?". Once I explained, she told me that I should date him. Ha. Tommy said something about me and The Boy on Sunday. That tripped me out because he sees me in there with guys all the time and never assumes these dudes are my boyfriend. Even Boytoy was all in my grill about it. And I don't want to tell The Boy any of this because I have no idea how he'll react.
I'm trying not to be a head case about me and The Boy, but it's hard right now. We've been really good friends for such a long time. We built our relationship on the phone before we even met, and once we met, it was like we were instantly good friends. But it hasn't been all roses with him either. We fight about stuff and he has *really* pissed me off more than a few times. That being said, I cannot even begin to tell you how much I love him. And I hold back because I know that I need him in my life and I don't trust myself not to fuck it all up with him.
How's that for being complicated? My normal reaction to all of this would be to back off and let it get back to our normal phone convos and seeing him every once in awhile instead of every few days. But that's lame. I like being with him. I have fun with him.
Oh hell. Last night was a full moon. Maybe that explains everything. Right.
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Thursday, October 28, 2004
November Almanac
Before I forget, here’s November’s Chinese Almanac.
If you’re new and have no clue what I am taking about, see here. (You’re supposed to say that like an old Asian lady would, like in Joy Luck Club.)
November Almanac
Dude. I have red days on two of the days I may be able to hang with The Guy I Really Like. But a black day on the day I am going to Disneyland. Sigh.
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Just call me Auntie
Last week my younger sister told me she was pregnant. My younger sister, the baby, the one that we still take care of. And, this was an oops. She’s not married and she’s just getting her life back together after breaking up with her lying, cheating asshole of a boyfriend. Luckily, it’s not the asshole ex that is the father, it’s her new boyfriend of about 8 months. I was really taken aback when she told me. At that point, they hadn’t decided what to do. So when she told me that they had decided they were having it and they are going to get married, I was actually surprised that I really felt like she made a good decision. She hasn’t told my parents yet (that’s going to be interesting), because they want to get past the first trimester and then tell my parents they are getting married and then drop the baby news. My parents will be ecstatic. They have been bugging us about grandkids for years.
And I am tripping out at myself, because I am truly excited about this. I think my sister will be a great mom and I know I am going to be the coolest auntie on the planet. I can’t wait to find out if it’s going to be a girl or a boy. I’m hoping for a boy (I’m so backwards Asian sometimes). But I am sure if it’s a girl, I’ll still be the doting auntie, just don’t expect me to buy her anything pink. Unless of course, it’s Hello Kitty stuff. Then all bets are off.
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Chain Chain Chain
We get them everyone once in awhile - those chain emails that tell you something bad is going to happen if you don’t do them. So I got one today and I’m not going to send it back out. Instead, I’ll post it here (edited for brevity) and figure that I’ve met the requirements. Here we go…
Whatever you do, don’t cheat!
1st. Get Pen and Paper
2nd. When choosing names, make sure they are real people that you know. Go with your first instincts. Very important for good results.
3rd. Don’t read ahead otherwise you will ruin the fun.
1. On a blank sheet of paper, Write the numbers 1 through 11 in a column on the left.
2. Besides the numbers 1 & 2, write down any 2 numbers you want.
3. Besides the numbers 3 & 7, write down the names of two members of the opposite sex.
4. Write anyone’s names (like friends or family) next to 4, 5, & 6.
5. Write down four song titles in 8, 9, 10, & 11
6. Finally, Make a Wish
Key to the game:
1. The number of people you must tell about this game is found in space 2.
2. The person in space 3 is the one you love.
3. The person you like but your relationship cannot work is in space 7.
4. You care most about the person you put in space 4.
5. The person you name in number 5 is the one who knows you very well.
6. The person you named in 6 is your lucky star.
7. The song in 8 is the song that matches with the person in number 3.
8. The title in 9 us the song for the person in 7.
9. The 10th space is the song that tells you most about your mind.
10. And 11 is the song telling you how you feel about life.
11. Number 1 is your lucky number.
Your wish is supposed to come true if you send this to at least the number of people in space 1.
Here's what I got:
1. 6
2. 7
3. The Guy I Really Like
4. Roella (my sister)
5. Patrick (best friend)
6. Norma (like my second mom)
7. Travis
8. Pain - Jimmy Eat World
9. More Adventurous - Rilo Kiley
10. Something I Can Never Have - NIN
11. Song to the Siren - This Mortal Coil
Creepy, cause that's pretty right on.
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My excuse for M&M’s
Dude. These cramps are kicking my ass. And I’m not a wussy girl at all. So I think I deserve some M&M’s. Because if the M&M’s and this 800 mg ibuprofen doesn’t kick in soon, these guys I work with are going to be very afraid.
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Make Your Own Sign
This is super cool. We have all seen those lovely signs in front of churches with little witticisms and what have you.
Well, now you can make your own at right here.
Here’s mine:
