while at anthropologie at the grove few days ago, i saw few korean nuns walking around. and by the sales rack, my eyes met one of them so i said hello. as i sometimes do with random thoughts that pop into my head, i just blurted out and asked her why she was there at the store. in her peaceful nun way, she told me, "look closely at what all the sisters are wearing." as she continued to smile in her peaceful nun way at me, it dawned on me that they all wear normal clothes underneath their sister gowns. i laughed and then, we chatted about christmas, her home convent, etc. she was nice. but of course she was nice.
then this morning at noah's on larchmont, i spotted another group of korean nuns hanging out and having bagels. as i passed them, i nodded a little hello and of course noticed their individualitic garb underneath their black and white nun clothes. where did they get those clothes? are they donations? do they get shopping money from the priests? can they buy clothes at retail prices? oh, so many questions! but i behaved and just came home with my dozen bagels without opening my big mouth.
then it hit me. i had joked in a recent email about how i was a "korean nun-wanna-be" -- a joke i thought was appropriate and funny in light of jc's bday. but since, i've now spotted two groups of nuns in less than three days at my usual hangouts.
hmm. i don't think big g jokes around. i'm a bit weirded out.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Rain Rain
it's raining here in LA. the weather people on the news are loving this "storm watch 2007." on the 2 pm news, this one field reporter lady was standing outside in oxnard. she squats down to have the camera point at this little puddle of water and she says, "as you can see from this puddle here and the drops within it, the rain is really coming down!" so the puddle was like, 0.00000001 millimeters and there was like four puny drops of water -- no wonder people make fun of us LA people.
speaking of this "torrential" rain, i have a little window a/c unit that makes a whole lot of noise when the rain drops against its metal surface. i've been meaning to put a towel or something on top of it, but always forget since...it never really rains here. anyhoo, last night, after my first softball game in the "storm," i decided to wedge a cardboard box on my window railing as a little umbrella for the a/c. but this morning, i wake up to the rain "pounding" against the metal and think to myself that it was nearly impossible for that box to have fallen out. i go outside to examine the scene, hoping to just find the box lying near by...but no, there is no box near the window. instead, i spot the homeless lady at the bank next door sporting a new cardboard box hat in the same dimensions as my a/c rain cover!
no, i didn't ask for my box back. it is almost christmas. and she wears is very stylishly.
speaking of this "torrential" rain, i have a little window a/c unit that makes a whole lot of noise when the rain drops against its metal surface. i've been meaning to put a towel or something on top of it, but always forget since...it never really rains here. anyhoo, last night, after my first softball game in the "storm," i decided to wedge a cardboard box on my window railing as a little umbrella for the a/c. but this morning, i wake up to the rain "pounding" against the metal and think to myself that it was nearly impossible for that box to have fallen out. i go outside to examine the scene, hoping to just find the box lying near by...but no, there is no box near the window. instead, i spot the homeless lady at the bank next door sporting a new cardboard box hat in the same dimensions as my a/c rain cover!
no, i didn't ask for my box back. it is almost christmas. and she wears is very stylishly.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Oh Kids
hope you all had a fantastic thanksgiving. not much to report from here in sauj's cabesa except one entertaining story from mama yi.
during dinner over the weekend, my mom asked me: "have you heard of a soldier boy? i think he dances." i answer her, "why are you asking?"
her reason: "one of my students walked in early to class one day and was doing some dance steps. he said, 'mrs. yi! this is soooo hard.' and proceeded to practice these really easy moves. and you know, saujin, i learn stuff like this quickly, so i just said, 'what's so hard?' and followed his steps. while this was happening, the rest of the class started to file in and they all stopped and started yelling, screaming, and applauding. i tried to settle them down but they kept begging me to do the dance one more time as they got out their camera phones and stuff. of course i refused. one kid who is failing my class promised to study for the next test if i did the dance again, but at that point, i knew it was something stupid."
so i explain to her who soulja boy is. and she exclaims, "i knew it! those [insert korean expletives here] kids! of course they were entertained by a middle-aged asian lady doing a rapper's dance!"
we laugh. then chew through dinner.
about ten minutes later she says, "...though it is my fault. the first boy didn't ask me to dance. it was just frustrating to watch him!"
more dinner.
then another comment, "...kids these days. they don't even know how to dance! how sad!"
so, bottom line: she's no marie osmond, but my mom does the superman. can yours?
during dinner over the weekend, my mom asked me: "have you heard of a soldier boy? i think he dances." i answer her, "why are you asking?"
her reason: "one of my students walked in early to class one day and was doing some dance steps. he said, 'mrs. yi! this is soooo hard.' and proceeded to practice these really easy moves. and you know, saujin, i learn stuff like this quickly, so i just said, 'what's so hard?' and followed his steps. while this was happening, the rest of the class started to file in and they all stopped and started yelling, screaming, and applauding. i tried to settle them down but they kept begging me to do the dance one more time as they got out their camera phones and stuff. of course i refused. one kid who is failing my class promised to study for the next test if i did the dance again, but at that point, i knew it was something stupid."
so i explain to her who soulja boy is. and she exclaims, "i knew it! those [insert korean expletives here] kids! of course they were entertained by a middle-aged asian lady doing a rapper's dance!"
we laugh. then chew through dinner.
about ten minutes later she says, "...though it is my fault. the first boy didn't ask me to dance. it was just frustrating to watch him!"
more dinner.
then another comment, "...kids these days. they don't even know how to dance! how sad!"
so, bottom line: she's no marie osmond, but my mom does the superman. can yours?
Sunday, November 18, 2007
The Juice
last week sometime, i had a battle with a pomegranate. seriously. i don't know what possessed me to buy a pomegranate. i think it was joann who once told me that getting information out of me was like juicing a pomegranate...and i think i was just curious when i saw one. oh, and my aunt had made me fresh pom juice once, so i figured, hey it can't be too hard! (and yes, this is what happens when you're in mini-retirement phase -- you stroll through the grocery store thinking thoughts such as this and you make fresh squeezed juices during the weekday to pass the time.)
anyhoo, if i were tina, i probably would have looked up 10 websites that told you how to properly make pomegranate juice. but that's no fun. so i just hacked at the durable fruit, removed and stuck the seeds in a blender, put it through a strainer, and tada, had a nice $3, 30-minute, 1 cup of juice. but for that one weenie cup of juice (which i drank very very slowly), i had to wash down the entire kitchen and take a shower because i had purplish red juice stains all over the place.
so, lesson learned? no, it's not "i need to get a job," sheesh. it's "juicing a pomegranate is a great way to waste time and i should do it way more often!"
except...it's one dang expensive fruit. i may need a job after all to afford this hobby. isn't it ironic, don't you think.
anyhoo, if i were tina, i probably would have looked up 10 websites that told you how to properly make pomegranate juice. but that's no fun. so i just hacked at the durable fruit, removed and stuck the seeds in a blender, put it through a strainer, and tada, had a nice $3, 30-minute, 1 cup of juice. but for that one weenie cup of juice (which i drank very very slowly), i had to wash down the entire kitchen and take a shower because i had purplish red juice stains all over the place.
so, lesson learned? no, it's not "i need to get a job," sheesh. it's "juicing a pomegranate is a great way to waste time and i should do it way more often!"
except...it's one dang expensive fruit. i may need a job after all to afford this hobby. isn't it ironic, don't you think.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Remove Me From Me
sometime last week, elissa asked me, "can third cousins marry in korea?"
this question, which i have no answer to, sparked a debate. what does the term third cousins mean? i learned a while back that a second cousin is the child of a first cousin...or so i thought. princeton dictionary agrees with my defintion, but it pretty much stop there. according to matt, wikipedia, and rest of the world wide web, there's a whole another word that can clarify the generation gaps in the cousin-ish relationship -- "removed"...
so, first cousins share the same grandparents; second cousins share the same great-grandparents; and third cousins share the same great-great-grandparents. and if your second cousin has a kid, then that kid is your "second cousin once removed" and if your third cousin has a grandkid, then that grandkid is your "third cousin twice removed"....but are you thinking what i'm thinking? WHO THE F CARES.
well, giuliani's 14-year (second) marriage to his second cousin was supposedly annulled due to that relationship. in case you were keeping up with rudy's weird past, i wanted to make sure you knew his marriage was not to his first cousin once removed -- cause that would be really weird.
and with that, who else is oddly obsessed with mike huckabee!
this question, which i have no answer to, sparked a debate. what does the term third cousins mean? i learned a while back that a second cousin is the child of a first cousin...or so i thought. princeton dictionary agrees with my defintion, but it pretty much stop there. according to matt, wikipedia, and rest of the world wide web, there's a whole another word that can clarify the generation gaps in the cousin-ish relationship -- "removed"...
so, first cousins share the same grandparents; second cousins share the same great-grandparents; and third cousins share the same great-great-grandparents. and if your second cousin has a kid, then that kid is your "second cousin once removed" and if your third cousin has a grandkid, then that grandkid is your "third cousin twice removed"....but are you thinking what i'm thinking? WHO THE F CARES.
well, giuliani's 14-year (second) marriage to his second cousin was supposedly annulled due to that relationship. in case you were keeping up with rudy's weird past, i wanted to make sure you knew his marriage was not to his first cousin once removed -- cause that would be really weird.
and with that, who else is oddly obsessed with mike huckabee!
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Fishin' on the 16th Hole
i just saw an infomercial for the "instant fisherman" -- a portable, compact fishing pole that you can whip out, unfold, and use in a jiffy. it's weird enough to think that someone would need to bust out a fishing pole in an instant like a jack in the case of a flat-tire emergency. something like: "oh suzie, look at that pond, let me whip out the fisherman and catch you a fish for some roadside sushi."
but if that wasn't weird enough, the infomercial featured all the convenient places to store the handy tool: "...it will fit conveniently into the side pocket of your golf bag!"
but if that wasn't weird enough, the infomercial featured all the convenient places to store the handy tool: "...it will fit conveniently into the side pocket of your golf bag!"
A-minus Fan
the soxies just swept. and it's still good the second time around (especially when you still find yourself gasping and yelping at a ellsbury catch in bottom of the ninth inning up 3-0 in the series!).
so, i got questioned this weekend -- "i thought you liked the dodgers?" yeah, you called me out. in the nba, i only love the lakers (and cute players like richard jefferson, core maggette and d-wade). in the nfl, i only love the pats. but in the mlb, i like both the red sox and the dodgers. i justify it as my american league and national league teams -- and really, how likely is it that these two specific teams would meet in the world series in my lifetime?
well, i said that to my skeptical, questioning (a-hole) friend. and he asked, "what if they did. who would you root for?" then, i was torn. that's a toughy, but here it is:
though the heartbreaker of a ball club can't keep any franshiable players on its roster for more than a year, i live in LA. i listened to vin scully on the radio in my youth. and the excitment from dodgers getting into the playoffs in 2004 off of steve finley's grand slam still is unmatched to any red sox moment of this year. yeah, if i HAD to choose, i think i would have to bleed blue. but really, i hate you, skeptical friend, for making me feel like a bad fan. but for now...
go sox! and yankees suck.
so, i got questioned this weekend -- "i thought you liked the dodgers?" yeah, you called me out. in the nba, i only love the lakers (and cute players like richard jefferson, core maggette and d-wade). in the nfl, i only love the pats. but in the mlb, i like both the red sox and the dodgers. i justify it as my american league and national league teams -- and really, how likely is it that these two specific teams would meet in the world series in my lifetime?
well, i said that to my skeptical, questioning (a-hole) friend. and he asked, "what if they did. who would you root for?" then, i was torn. that's a toughy, but here it is:
though the heartbreaker of a ball club can't keep any franshiable players on its roster for more than a year, i live in LA. i listened to vin scully on the radio in my youth. and the excitment from dodgers getting into the playoffs in 2004 off of steve finley's grand slam still is unmatched to any red sox moment of this year. yeah, if i HAD to choose, i think i would have to bleed blue. but really, i hate you, skeptical friend, for making me feel like a bad fan. but for now...
go sox! and yankees suck.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Droopy
gosh. as i'm cruising for articles on the red sox's game 7 win (yay!), i come across an article about seattle's super duper sonic rookie kevin durant: "...durant realized a dream Saturday night when he was on the same court as his boyhood idol, tracy mcgrady."
boyhood idol? holy crap, we're getting old. sleepy-eyed, straight-out-of-high-school, born-the-same-year-as-me, could-be-cute-if-his-eyes-were-level tracy mcgrady is some nba star's boyhood idol? oh man oh man.
and yes i watched the entire red sox game tonight and no i'm not sure why i feel the need to look up articles of a game i watched in its entirety 30 minutes after it finished. but what else am i going to do? i'm not drunk. i already applied foot cream. hmm, maybe i should go check out the level of my small, sleepy, asian eyes....if i can see them. ha! i crack me up.
boyhood idol? holy crap, we're getting old. sleepy-eyed, straight-out-of-high-school, born-the-same-year-as-me, could-be-cute-if-his-eyes-were-level tracy mcgrady is some nba star's boyhood idol? oh man oh man.
and yes i watched the entire red sox game tonight and no i'm not sure why i feel the need to look up articles of a game i watched in its entirety 30 minutes after it finished. but what else am i going to do? i'm not drunk. i already applied foot cream. hmm, maybe i should go check out the level of my small, sleepy, asian eyes....if i can see them. ha! i crack me up.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Da TeeVee
few days ago, i decided to indulge myself on some television the 2007 way -- via the internet. due to the shotty dsl in the ktown house, cbs and nbc's internet players were out (office, chuck, and how i met my mother will have to wait). but fox and abc's players worked quite well -- so i caught up on the simpsons, back to you, grey's, private practice, ugly betty, etc.
okay, granted that i have questionable taste in tv shows at times (i know you just said, back to you? are you 50? and yes, i used to like two and a half men at some point LONG ago in my life (okay, last year, you biatches)) but this one new show totally caught my eye. i heard some reviews about pushing daisies before, but didn't really quite understand the premise. i think you just have to watch it -- it's witty and funny...kinda the royal tennebaums humor. anyhoo, it's on abc's website...if you're bored, it's just one quick rec from your professional boredom curer friend. and no, it's not anything like two and a half men! sheesh. stop giving me a hard time about it!
okay, granted that i have questionable taste in tv shows at times (i know you just said, back to you? are you 50? and yes, i used to like two and a half men at some point LONG ago in my life (okay, last year, you biatches)) but this one new show totally caught my eye. i heard some reviews about pushing daisies before, but didn't really quite understand the premise. i think you just have to watch it -- it's witty and funny...kinda the royal tennebaums humor. anyhoo, it's on abc's website...if you're bored, it's just one quick rec from your professional boredom curer friend. and no, it's not anything like two and a half men! sheesh. stop giving me a hard time about it!
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Classic Me
i was reminded to tell my stupid story from last weekend in btown.
act 1 - during dinner with tina on friday
me: "hello?"
someone (a girl): "hey sauj! this is [muffled blah-blah]."
me: "who is this again?"
someone: "this is [muffled two syllable name]. don't tell me you don't know who this is!"
me (feeling weirdly pressured): "OOOOOH, hey! how are you?"
someone: "what are you up to?"
me: "we're gonna go hit up roads for old times sake tonight."
someone: "hahaha!"
me: "i know i know. what are you doing tomorrow?"
someone: "we're going to sanctuary at 10. come!"
me: "okay, i'll ask the girls and hopefully we'll join you!"...pause (thinking on my feet)..."oh, you wanna give me a buzz before you leave tomorrow?"
someone: "okay! cool. see ya tomorrow!"
tina: "who was that?"
me: "i have no idea."
act 1.1 through act 1.9 - all night and all morning the next day
me: "crap, who was that?"
act 2 - back at hotel room before dinner next day
me: "dang it, i still have no idea who that was. can someone just call the number and tell me who answers on the voicemail???"
others: "you're so stupid."
me: "tina, c'mon! call from the hotel phone so i don't feel stupid."
tina: "fine!"...dials...someone picks up....tina hangs up. "nice, i just crank called one of your friends."
jenn: "you are so stupid! what's the number. i'll look it up on the internet."...."okay, it says it's a wireless number. c'mon, who did you tell you were going to be in boston?"
me: "amy...neeli...christina...i already talked to all of them."
jenn: "you suck."
act 2.5 - 5 minutes later.
me: "ohhhh! jyoti! i told her!"
jenn: "okay, i'll look her up on the alum page"...(her picture and her cellie pop up)..."there you go! you really are stupid."
act 3 - 2 minutes later.
my nonchalant text to jyoti: "hey stinky. you still going out tonight?"
jyoti's text reply: "who is this?"
of course, i proceeded to give her a hard time about not remembering.
act 1 - during dinner with tina on friday
me: "hello?"
someone (a girl): "hey sauj! this is [muffled blah-blah]."
me: "who is this again?"
someone: "this is [muffled two syllable name]. don't tell me you don't know who this is!"
me (feeling weirdly pressured): "OOOOOH, hey! how are you?"
someone: "what are you up to?"
me: "we're gonna go hit up roads for old times sake tonight."
someone: "hahaha!"
me: "i know i know. what are you doing tomorrow?"
someone: "we're going to sanctuary at 10. come!"
me: "okay, i'll ask the girls and hopefully we'll join you!"...pause (thinking on my feet)..."oh, you wanna give me a buzz before you leave tomorrow?"
someone: "okay! cool. see ya tomorrow!"
tina: "who was that?"
me: "i have no idea."
act 1.1 through act 1.9 - all night and all morning the next day
me: "crap, who was that?"
act 2 - back at hotel room before dinner next day
me: "dang it, i still have no idea who that was. can someone just call the number and tell me who answers on the voicemail???"
others: "you're so stupid."
me: "tina, c'mon! call from the hotel phone so i don't feel stupid."
tina: "fine!"...dials...someone picks up....tina hangs up. "nice, i just crank called one of your friends."
jenn: "you are so stupid! what's the number. i'll look it up on the internet."...."okay, it says it's a wireless number. c'mon, who did you tell you were going to be in boston?"
me: "amy...neeli...christina...i already talked to all of them."
jenn: "you suck."
act 2.5 - 5 minutes later.
me: "ohhhh! jyoti! i told her!"
jenn: "okay, i'll look her up on the alum page"...(her picture and her cellie pop up)..."there you go! you really are stupid."
act 3 - 2 minutes later.
my nonchalant text to jyoti: "hey stinky. you still going out tonight?"
jyoti's text reply: "who is this?"
of course, i proceeded to give her a hard time about not remembering.
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Cougar Rebuttal
sorry, i'm mistaken. tina says we can't be cougars unless 1) we're divorced or 2) over 40.
the world wide web defines "cougar" as
"a middle-aged (or above) woman, dressed to the nines, out on the prowl looking for young (20-35 year old) men"
...so relatively, aren't we cougars to these little college boys? haha. okay okay, sorry for the shot in confidence.
we are hot. the end.
the world wide web defines "cougar" as
"a middle-aged (or above) woman, dressed to the nines, out on the prowl looking for young (20-35 year old) men"
...so relatively, aren't we cougars to these little college boys? haha. okay okay, sorry for the shot in confidence.
we are hot. the end.
Cougars
our weekend trip to beantown was fabulous. i hadn't been back to boston in almost six years, so i spent most of the weekend saying, "awwww, remember when..." it turns out most of the "..."s were drunken stories, which made me wonder if i did any learning at the masschusetts institute of technology.
anyhoo, one of the highlights of the weekend (besides jenn and katie confronting the logan bomb scare-slash-"it's just art" girl from few weeks ago as well as red sox clinching the division title) was when we were walking past fraternity row and saw the sigma chi house. we had spent many a nights at the basement bar of this house. upon a chorus of awww's, jenn decided we had to say hi to the bar. so she rings the doorbell, gets some dude to answer, and says, "hi. we used to hang out here. can you give us a drink?" (classy points. ding ding ding!)
and that's how we ended up at the basement, drinking busch light (see picture below). but unlike our experience 10 years ago, no guy at the house really wanted to pay attention to us. and it wasn't because we weren't wearing low-cut shirts or that we didn't exude "the sexy." my conclusion is that we had become the unthinkable...we had become cougars.
anyhoo, one of the highlights of the weekend (besides jenn and katie confronting the logan bomb scare-slash-"it's just art" girl from few weeks ago as well as red sox clinching the division title) was when we were walking past fraternity row and saw the sigma chi house. we had spent many a nights at the basement bar of this house. upon a chorus of awww's, jenn decided we had to say hi to the bar. so she rings the doorbell, gets some dude to answer, and says, "hi. we used to hang out here. can you give us a drink?" (classy points. ding ding ding!)
and that's how we ended up at the basement, drinking busch light (see picture below). but unlike our experience 10 years ago, no guy at the house really wanted to pay attention to us. and it wasn't because we weren't wearing low-cut shirts or that we didn't exude "the sexy." my conclusion is that we had become the unthinkable...we had become cougars.
Monday, October 01, 2007
Efficient and a Half
just now upon arriving at lax from boston, the ground crew announced the connection gates:
"...for those connecting to jfk (new york), please proceed to gate xx..."
"...for those connecting to jfk (new york), please proceed to gate xx..."
wtf. yes, I would like to book a trip to san fran via paris please.
more about beantown trip post-zzzzz's.
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Wednesday, September 26, 2007
I'm Still Full
i promised some of you this picture -- my breakfast yesterday morning. no, i don't eat like this everyday. yesterday was chusuk (korean thanksgiving) and this is the table our fam set to remember and honor our ancestors (please refer to lil sister's blog for a better explanation).
and you ask, how much of this did i help with? i transported almost ALL of the plates from the kitchen to the living room. not only am i full still, but i'm sore.
and you ask, how much of this did i help with? i transported almost ALL of the plates from the kitchen to the living room. not only am i full still, but i'm sore.
Lots of Girly Brainpower
on monday, misty and katie came from NM to visit LA, and so we had a quick mini-reunion watching monday night football. i just wanted to upload a pix of my favorite girlies. and rick. and the old gentleman who might seem like he doesn't belong in this picture but we actually know him and he's quite a social ladies man for someone who graduated from mit in the '50s. gooo tech.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Amigos
i was walking around old town pasadena today when these two kids asked for some money on the street. they looked about 16, had guitars and backpacks with them, and looked kinda nice for scruffy-looking kids.
anyhoo, it took me a few steps before what they were saying registered in my head:
"can you spare some change? we just want to buy a small bag of weed. just a small one. c'mon."
gotta admit, i kinda wanted to be their friend.
anyhoo, it took me a few steps before what they were saying registered in my head:
"can you spare some change? we just want to buy a small bag of weed. just a small one. c'mon."
gotta admit, i kinda wanted to be their friend.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Analogies
sam bowie : mj :: oden : durant (i actually hope oden comes back strong...i feel so bad for those portland fans)
belichick : rule interpretation :: janet : wardrobe malfunction (go pats!)
everybody : fridays :: sauj : everyday!
tgif everyone!
belichick : rule interpretation :: janet : wardrobe malfunction (go pats!)
everybody : fridays :: sauj : everyday!
tgif everyone!
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Fashion Over Function
in a recent IM conversation with jenn, she said she's picking up golf. normally, my girlfriends who pick up golf ask me for recommendations on driving ranges, club fits, and easy par-3s around LA. normally. but you see? my friend jenn has her priorities straight. her first golf request? she asked me if i could go shopping with her for cute golf outfits, preferably pink tennis-like-but-okay-for-golf skirts.
me: i think girls do pastel capris
jenn: but i saw these women wearing them!
me: okay, okay.
later in the convo...
jenn: i really suck. i tried to putt with my pitching wedge
jenn: that didn't work the way i wanted to
me: hmm...that's...
jenn: it had a "P" on it so i thought putt!
me: ...creative...
jenn: bryan says i have to get lessons
halleluiah!!!!
me: i think girls do pastel capris
jenn: but i saw these women wearing them!
me: okay, okay.
later in the convo...
jenn: i really suck. i tried to putt with my pitching wedge
jenn: that didn't work the way i wanted to
me: hmm...that's...
jenn: it had a "P" on it so i thought putt!
me: ...creative...
jenn: bryan says i have to get lessons
halleluiah!!!!
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Momentary Lapse
so bschool is all about getting a job. it's like a trade school for middle management so understandably, "employment statistics" are quite important to the school. it's been 2.5 months since graduation, and so for those of us who are career deliquents, we get friendly reminders and "check in" emails from the career center peeps.
for some reason, today's reminder bothered me a little more than usual. it told me that sept. 15th (the 3 month mark from graduation) is a critical statistics for the school; prospective students look at this stat along with recruiters and the people who rank the bschools. i scanned the current employment list, and it seemed like everyone had landed a gig...so, needless to say, i felt like a bad alum. for a second.
accompanying the career center email in my inbox was an email from tom addressed to a small group of our classmates. the subject? "unemployed and proud: let's get drinks," which suggested we celebrate the fact we can still go to a bar in the middle of a weekday afternoon. yay.
then, like a big dork, i counted the entries in the spreadsheet: 270. our class was 330 so hey, looks like more people than just tom and i are screwing up the stat. phew.
then, another thought hit me. after sept 15th, the career center won't be sending any more guilt trip emails for their stat! ahhhh. now i can sleep in peace.
for some reason, today's reminder bothered me a little more than usual. it told me that sept. 15th (the 3 month mark from graduation) is a critical statistics for the school; prospective students look at this stat along with recruiters and the people who rank the bschools. i scanned the current employment list, and it seemed like everyone had landed a gig...so, needless to say, i felt like a bad alum. for a second.
accompanying the career center email in my inbox was an email from tom addressed to a small group of our classmates. the subject? "unemployed and proud: let's get drinks," which suggested we celebrate the fact we can still go to a bar in the middle of a weekday afternoon. yay.
then, like a big dork, i counted the entries in the spreadsheet: 270. our class was 330 so hey, looks like more people than just tom and i are screwing up the stat. phew.
then, another thought hit me. after sept 15th, the career center won't be sending any more guilt trip emails for their stat! ahhhh. now i can sleep in peace.
Monday, September 03, 2007
White and All
elissa and matt got married this weekend. as expected, she looked beautiful, and they looked super cute together. yay.
the ceremony was great and reception was fun...though i didn't quite make it through the night. i gave my "i'm leaving" whisper to aly when the real dancing started. i say "real" dancing because there was no way i would have missed my second favorite part of this lovely jewish wedding -- the hora (first fav being screaming "mazel tov" and "l’chaim" at random moments during the night. oh, and the hora is that jewish circular moshpit dance intermixed with the married couple crowd surfin on chairs. double yay.)
so anyhoo, i slipped out with the rest of the grannies in the audience around 11 pm...and boy, was i glad. i was feeling a bit off all night due to the heatwave but it wasn't until i walked in the door that i realized i had broken out in cold sweat and dizzying neusea. needless to say, i didn't get a wink of sleep last night, which sucked cause the power was out all night as well. i hope everyone else was okay. i guess i'm just fragile. please, handle me with care.
well, the weekend didn't start badly though. it was actually really fun. on saturday night at the rehearsal dinner, aly and i had an opportunity to clear up an argument that elissa and matt have had for a while -- who actually asked who out on the first date. we gave a little speech during the dinner and gave out t-shirts to the family members. long story short, i agree with elissa and aly agrees with matt, and no, our little speech didn't clear up anything except who was on whose team.
the ceremony was great and reception was fun...though i didn't quite make it through the night. i gave my "i'm leaving" whisper to aly when the real dancing started. i say "real" dancing because there was no way i would have missed my second favorite part of this lovely jewish wedding -- the hora (first fav being screaming "mazel tov" and "l’chaim" at random moments during the night. oh, and the hora is that jewish circular moshpit dance intermixed with the married couple crowd surfin on chairs. double yay.)
so anyhoo, i slipped out with the rest of the grannies in the audience around 11 pm...and boy, was i glad. i was feeling a bit off all night due to the heatwave but it wasn't until i walked in the door that i realized i had broken out in cold sweat and dizzying neusea. needless to say, i didn't get a wink of sleep last night, which sucked cause the power was out all night as well. i hope everyone else was okay. i guess i'm just fragile. please, handle me with care.
well, the weekend didn't start badly though. it was actually really fun. on saturday night at the rehearsal dinner, aly and i had an opportunity to clear up an argument that elissa and matt have had for a while -- who actually asked who out on the first date. we gave a little speech during the dinner and gave out t-shirts to the family members. long story short, i agree with elissa and aly agrees with matt, and no, our little speech didn't clear up anything except who was on whose team.
Friday, August 31, 2007
End Is Near
it's unbelievably hot out today. but more weirdly, i read a book.
seriously.
every occasion for presents, my sis gives me books, clothes, and/or makeup. i guess she thinks i should read more and look better. anyhoo, over the last 4-5 years, i've accumulated a pile of books from the little sister, and i finally picked one up and....finished it. either i'm really bored from the new unemployment or the book was actually fun. try it out: magical thinking by augusten burroughs. it's a quick read.
seriously.
every occasion for presents, my sis gives me books, clothes, and/or makeup. i guess she thinks i should read more and look better. anyhoo, over the last 4-5 years, i've accumulated a pile of books from the little sister, and i finally picked one up and....finished it. either i'm really bored from the new unemployment or the book was actually fun. try it out: magical thinking by augusten burroughs. it's a quick read.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Palabras
last night, i held my final tastination food tour (stan is taking the company forward from today on). it was at an oaxacan restaurant and i played tour guide. for the life of me, i could not pronounce the word "oaxaca," which is supposed start with the "wo" sound, not the "oh" sound. no matter how much i heard the word in my head, i just couldn't replicate it verbally -- i guess that's what happens to a korean girl trying to imitate a white girl trying to pronounce spanish. what can i say, my tongue is MIK ("made in korea")!
speaking of words i can't pronounce, why is the word "prepubescent" the hardest word in the english dictionary to say? don't ask why i was using the word to begin with.
anyhoo, more english fun. we made these marketing tshirts for the company yesterday which has the slogan: "take your tastebuds places." unfortunately, the tshirts dudes screwed it up and dropped the last s: "take your tastebuds place." the thing is, my fobby self actually went to approve the proofs and didn't even catch that. oh well, it's just a meant-to-be tribute to original mr. fob!
speaking of words i can't pronounce, why is the word "prepubescent" the hardest word in the english dictionary to say? don't ask why i was using the word to begin with.
anyhoo, more english fun. we made these marketing tshirts for the company yesterday which has the slogan: "take your tastebuds places." unfortunately, the tshirts dudes screwed it up and dropped the last s: "take your tastebuds place." the thing is, my fobby self actually went to approve the proofs and didn't even catch that. oh well, it's just a meant-to-be tribute to original mr. fob!
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
The Hills Quality
i think i've finally caught up on all episodes of one of my fav shows on the discovery channel: mythbusters. for those of you haven't seen it, the show has been around for about 5 years -- these guys go around trying to confirm or bust "myths" such as the "five second rule" and "your eyes will pop out if you sneeze with your eyes open"...stuff like that. it's probably my inner geek that enjoys this show (they're almost as geeky as alton brown / good eats! my heart just skipped a beat). but is it only me that when i watch any show on the discovery channel i get that bloodhound gang song stuck in my head?
...you and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals...
hmm. "sweat baby sweat baby" just doesn't mix with these mythbuster geeks. though i think in season one, they busted a myth that silicone breasts can explode at high altitude or low pressure. kinda related.
okay, onto my next obsession -- korean soap operas on the internet. yay.
...you and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals...
hmm. "sweat baby sweat baby" just doesn't mix with these mythbuster geeks. though i think in season one, they busted a myth that silicone breasts can explode at high altitude or low pressure. kinda related.
okay, onto my next obsession -- korean soap operas on the internet. yay.
My Hos
i was at a starbucks in silverlake mid-day yesterday, and this morning around 10, i went to get some bagels at noah's in larchmont. both times, it was smack in the middle of a workday, and these places were full of people lounging around. i'm not even counting the moms with kids (why they bring kids to a coffeeshop is another q) or the students pretending to study (i can spot these peeps easily...i was just one of those :)). seriously, what do these people do? i guess they can be actor-slash-waiters or hos-by-night, but they look so normal...and so my age...and...
wait, i guess i was there too. maybe they're all unemployed mbas already looking to move on from their startup gigs as well.
wait, i guess i was there too. maybe they're all unemployed mbas already looking to move on from their startup gigs as well.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Brrr
i don't think there is much i miss about working in an office building -- except the ever-blasting a/c. the other day when the summer LA sun boiled my room to a toasty 90 degrees (even with celing fan on high), i kept reminiscing about my summer days at chanin. vps and mds who had windowed offices would lower the temp control so freakin' low that we little plebians who lived in the inner cubicle bullpens would just freeze our little arses off. after a lot of useless bitching, i remember debbie and i resorted to bringing in scarves, gloves, parkas, and even beanies to keep ourselves warm. yeah, a little ridiculous for august, but hey, a girl's gotta do what a girls gotta do.
ah, a useless story. but i just told it so i can feel a little cooler. okay, it's time for me to take yet another cold shower. my new slogan -- "cold showers: not just for drunk people anymore."
hmm.
ah, a useless story. but i just told it so i can feel a little cooler. okay, it's time for me to take yet another cold shower. my new slogan -- "cold showers: not just for drunk people anymore."
hmm.
Monday, August 13, 2007
Inspirational Medical Fraud
i was just catching up with my college roomie lani and reminiscing about our interesting medical ways during college.
lani had this esophogus issue where the tube bent in a weird way. so when she swallowed a piece of food, she sometimes had to bend over and let her head hang upside down in order to proceed with her digestion. to make sure she didn't look odd in the process, we (christina and i) used to "accidentally" drop things on the floor during meals so that she can pick it up and digest at the same time. we were good roomies.
as for me, i was in this new topical drug clinical study to examine some skin flare-ups that i had. in order to track my progress, they asked that i fill out a nutritional chart -- i had to write down everything that i consumed in this calendar. the biggest problem was that each date had only a small writable real estate, and on the first day, i filled up the entire box by 10 am! i felt like a pig and stopped writing.
then, it came for my monthly checkup. i realized that i had a month full of non-data, so i did what any clinical trial patient would do -- i made it up. the girls helped me sanity check by crossing off data such as having a burrito four days in a row. we were good roomies. (oddly enough, the doctor did not find any correlation with my food intake and flare-ups. ha.)
so what are the roomies doing now?
christina is a registered nurse and lani is getting her phd to better understand the effectiveness of certain medical treatments.
lani had this esophogus issue where the tube bent in a weird way. so when she swallowed a piece of food, she sometimes had to bend over and let her head hang upside down in order to proceed with her digestion. to make sure she didn't look odd in the process, we (christina and i) used to "accidentally" drop things on the floor during meals so that she can pick it up and digest at the same time. we were good roomies.
as for me, i was in this new topical drug clinical study to examine some skin flare-ups that i had. in order to track my progress, they asked that i fill out a nutritional chart -- i had to write down everything that i consumed in this calendar. the biggest problem was that each date had only a small writable real estate, and on the first day, i filled up the entire box by 10 am! i felt like a pig and stopped writing.
then, it came for my monthly checkup. i realized that i had a month full of non-data, so i did what any clinical trial patient would do -- i made it up. the girls helped me sanity check by crossing off data such as having a burrito four days in a row. we were good roomies. (oddly enough, the doctor did not find any correlation with my food intake and flare-ups. ha.)
so what are the roomies doing now?
christina is a registered nurse and lani is getting her phd to better understand the effectiveness of certain medical treatments.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Yum
more from the headlines: grocers to sell dunkin' donuts coffee
(yay, more reasons for me to go play at target!)
as for the weekend, no idea how it flew by, but it included a lobster, a ginormous king crab leg, caviar, and a zantac.
(yay, more reasons for me to go play at target!)
as for the weekend, no idea how it flew by, but it included a lobster, a ginormous king crab leg, caviar, and a zantac.
Friday, August 10, 2007
Four! I mean Fore!
during our golf game yesterday, we ooohed and ahhhed over tom's iphone.
tom: "one of the best features is the google maps. you can type the address or if you forget the name of the place you're looking for, you can type 'cecil's and ribs' and it will bring up the map, address, and the phone number, so you can call it directly!"
me: "um...doesn't the blackberry do that?"
gabe: "yeah dude. mine does."
tom: "well...um...mine has a touch screen!"
good work tom.
for me, "good" wasn't exactly the word that i would have used for myself yesterday. i sprayed and losted seven balls into the bliss of the desert course. needless to say, i need to play more and get golfy back!
on a side note, today there's one piece of news that doesn't affect me at all: "milk prices rise to record highs." go lactards!
tom: "one of the best features is the google maps. you can type the address or if you forget the name of the place you're looking for, you can type 'cecil's and ribs' and it will bring up the map, address, and the phone number, so you can call it directly!"
me: "um...doesn't the blackberry do that?"
gabe: "yeah dude. mine does."
tom: "well...um...mine has a touch screen!"
good work tom.
for me, "good" wasn't exactly the word that i would have used for myself yesterday. i sprayed and losted seven balls into the bliss of the desert course. needless to say, i need to play more and get golfy back!
on a side note, today there's one piece of news that doesn't affect me at all: "milk prices rise to record highs." go lactards!
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Fav Weekend Trivia
abby said she recently met these irish-mexicans who call themselves the "leprechaunos."
i love it but couldn't think of one way to work it into everyday sauj-speak even in my 2-hour drive back up from sd. anyone?
okay, time to pass the f out from the long, fun-filled weekend. happy b step-on-me!!
i love it but couldn't think of one way to work it into everyday sauj-speak even in my 2-hour drive back up from sd. anyone?
okay, time to pass the f out from the long, fun-filled weekend. happy b step-on-me!!
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Lawyer Talk
in order to get liability insurance and a bank account, we decided to incorporate the company. even with this simple company structure, there are all these required legal documents, including one to retain the lawyer to draft these suckers in the first place. even after my banking days of reading about liens, claims, terms, etc., i freeze up and my eyes just glaze over when i face any document with lawyer-speak. why can't they just write in plain english? don't they know that's already too much reading for me?
speaking of...yesterday, stan had this printout for his upcoming dmv appointment. according to the paper, the purpose of his visit was to "register, renew, or transfer the title of a vehicle or a vessel."
vessel! now there's a power word. my goal of the day: to get our almost-retained lawyer to use that word somewhere in our docs.
speaking of...yesterday, stan had this printout for his upcoming dmv appointment. according to the paper, the purpose of his visit was to "register, renew, or transfer the title of a vehicle or a vessel."
vessel! now there's a power word. my goal of the day: to get our almost-retained lawyer to use that word somewhere in our docs.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Ebonics
my friend kat left for japan today to teach english for a year. this is our conversation from last saturday...
me: "you been learning japanese?"
kat: "no. the program offered free japanese classes for the last four saturdays, but i missed them for one reason or another."
me: "is there one today?"
kat: "yeah. i was going to go but i found out about the stila warehouse sale. so i'm here in line instead. one class wasn't going to make a difference."
so wise that kathy.
on another note, the "g" key on my keyboard sticks. but i realize the letter g isn't that critical to me anyway. all the -ing words on my emails end in -in, which just makes me seem gangsta. kinda makes me want to play ebonics scrabble that we used to play in high school where you spell out words in any way you desire. i think nikki creamed us once on a triple word: "faxiz".
me: "you been learning japanese?"
kat: "no. the program offered free japanese classes for the last four saturdays, but i missed them for one reason or another."
me: "is there one today?"
kat: "yeah. i was going to go but i found out about the stila warehouse sale. so i'm here in line instead. one class wasn't going to make a difference."
so wise that kathy.
on another note, the "g" key on my keyboard sticks. but i realize the letter g isn't that critical to me anyway. all the -ing words on my emails end in -in, which just makes me seem gangsta. kinda makes me want to play ebonics scrabble that we used to play in high school where you spell out words in any way you desire. i think nikki creamed us once on a triple word: "faxiz".
Monday, July 23, 2007
High on Fumes
last week, our investor deal fell through. given the restrictions that the money it came with, we decided that it was the best thing that could've happened at this time. after all the drama unfolded last monday, i decided to do something that every normal human being would do after a "breakup" -- i painted my room.
the picture below sucks, but basically, the room is blue. well, "#777 summer nights" according to benjamin moore and his people.
and for those of you wondering, what did partner stan do post-breakup? he got a haircut. such a copout. :)
oh, yesterday night, i saw a rainbow in the LA sky. i thought was still delirious and high from the paint fumes so i took a pix to confirm.
the picture below sucks, but basically, the room is blue. well, "#777 summer nights" according to benjamin moore and his people.
and for those of you wondering, what did partner stan do post-breakup? he got a haircut. such a copout. :)
oh, yesterday night, i saw a rainbow in the LA sky. i thought was still delirious and high from the paint fumes so i took a pix to confirm.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Me Slow
a notice to all friends having important personal announcements:
i'm dense. i'm a.d.d. please don't mess with my head. if you have important news such as i'm having a kid, please call and say, "sauj, i'm preggers." or email with the FIRST line saying "sauj, i'm gonna pop out a junior" in large font, capital letters, and flashing neon lights.
do not write nonchalantly about how your boss has b.o. in the same email.
do not write about opening a cookie store.
and definitely do not start the last last sentence with "oh yeah, by the way, i forgot to mention..."
i miss messages like this. or i think it's a joke. and when you call me 11 days after the original message and say, "okay, i'm serious," i can only say "I HATE YOU" and not squeal a high-pitched "congrats" as a nice girly girl like myself normally would, SANDY.
but hey, it's been a few hours: "eeeeeeeeek! congrats dorkus." good thing the kid will have auntie pia to negate out the retarded influences that aunties crystal and sauj will strive to be. i need to strategize now to outdo crystal's run-of-the-mill fit-an-apple-in-your-mouth routine.
i'm dense. i'm a.d.d. please don't mess with my head. if you have important news such as i'm having a kid, please call and say, "sauj, i'm preggers." or email with the FIRST line saying "sauj, i'm gonna pop out a junior" in large font, capital letters, and flashing neon lights.
do not write nonchalantly about how your boss has b.o. in the same email.
do not write about opening a cookie store.
and definitely do not start the last last sentence with "oh yeah, by the way, i forgot to mention..."
i miss messages like this. or i think it's a joke. and when you call me 11 days after the original message and say, "okay, i'm serious," i can only say "I HATE YOU" and not squeal a high-pitched "congrats" as a nice girly girl like myself normally would, SANDY.
but hey, it's been a few hours: "eeeeeeeeek! congrats dorkus." good thing the kid will have auntie pia to negate out the retarded influences that aunties crystal and sauj will strive to be. i need to strategize now to outdo crystal's run-of-the-mill fit-an-apple-in-your-mouth routine.
Monday, July 09, 2007
It Just Never Dies
this will only be funny to those who know and have heard about my junior high ways. though i did make a reference to my everlasting fame once before on this blog, last night brian made me crack up like no other over IM.
...as we were chatting about the new company set-up, etc., riz breaks out with the following:
rizzy: have you decided who is going to be your corporate secretary?
you know, the person that does all the BOD minutes and such?
me: ....
rizzy: cause i'd like to make a nomination
me: ....
rizzy: saujin yi for secretary!
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Grade Me
post-mba / struggling entrepreneur's progress report:
A+ to my office / bedroom ceiling fan, my savior from this week's summer heat.
A to all my IM friends who keep me entertained during the work day.
B to our last meeting location (bob's coffee and donuts in the farmers market). all was good until stan asked for a cup of ice. he got ice sans cup. interesting experience.
C to the homeless lady at the next door bank who frequently yells at me for apparently stealing her husband...in spanish. thanks goodness for senor barbosa and high school spanish. i can understand her and enrique iglesia's lyrics.
C- to the little korean kiddies in the preschool across the street who sing way too many high-pitched songs during my nap time...er, i mean business hours.
F to not making money. But a BIG FAT F- to the number 5 -- i lost an all-in hand holding a full house of 7s and 3s to 7s and 5s at a poker night few days ago. losing money when not making money...hurts. even more than when enrique sings about "si tu te vas."
A+ to my office / bedroom ceiling fan, my savior from this week's summer heat.
A to all my IM friends who keep me entertained during the work day.
B to our last meeting location (bob's coffee and donuts in the farmers market). all was good until stan asked for a cup of ice. he got ice sans cup. interesting experience.
C to the homeless lady at the next door bank who frequently yells at me for apparently stealing her husband...in spanish. thanks goodness for senor barbosa and high school spanish. i can understand her and enrique iglesia's lyrics.
C- to the little korean kiddies in the preschool across the street who sing way too many high-pitched songs during my nap time...er, i mean business hours.
F to not making money. But a BIG FAT F- to the number 5 -- i lost an all-in hand holding a full house of 7s and 3s to 7s and 5s at a poker night few days ago. losing money when not making money...hurts. even more than when enrique sings about "si tu te vas."
Sunday, July 01, 2007
Wise Words
last week, stan and i were trying to decide if we wanted to take a deal proposed by a potential investor for tastination / fob. we called a trusted professor who told us this about first start-up experiences (oh, he pauses a lot between phrases...insert dramatic effect):
"sometimes. you have to bend over. hold your ankles. and take it like a man. only then. then! you can learn to walk straight."
yeah mba.
on a side note, thanks to all of you who told me i wasn't the idiot for clinging glass wedding tradition thingy. it was confirmed at clif and waimei's wedding last night that it indeed is an american thang. oh speaking of wise, in-n-out truck rolling in during reception? that's pretty genius.
second side note, to all the canadians, happy canada day, eh!
"sometimes. you have to bend over. hold your ankles. and take it like a man. only then. then! you can learn to walk straight."
yeah mba.
on a side note, thanks to all of you who told me i wasn't the idiot for clinging glass wedding tradition thingy. it was confirmed at clif and waimei's wedding last night that it indeed is an american thang. oh speaking of wise, in-n-out truck rolling in during reception? that's pretty genius.
second side note, to all the canadians, happy canada day, eh!
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Ha!
here's a note from my trusted source of info. like bo, "kev knows." here is the encyclopedia himself:
"No, there is something wrong here. Unless midwestern catholics are somehow classified as asian, the silverware-on-stemware tradition is very much American. Wikipedia (the world's most dubious authority) agrees with me. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wedding_traditions"
ha take that! though i hear midwestern catholics are wanna-be asians. another tradition is to throw rice right? that screams fob influence. :)
"No, there is something wrong here. Unless midwestern catholics are somehow classified as asian, the silverware-on-stemware tradition is very much American. Wikipedia (the world's most dubious authority) agrees with me. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wedding_traditions"
ha take that! though i hear midwestern catholics are wanna-be asians. another tradition is to throw rice right? that screams fob influence. :)
Monday, June 25, 2007
Info Alert
i was at mike and becky's wedding this weekend and learned something incredibly fascinating. a wedding tradition that i always thought was american, turned out to be...not. let me recreate this mind-blowing conversation for you. i am THAT generous.
polly (derek's wifey): "you know at weddings when you cling the glasses and the couple has to kiss?"
laura and me: "yeah, totally."
polly: "is that an asian or an american thing?"
the asians (derek, laura, and me): "american!"
polly: "i don't think so. ask the others at the table."
me to dylan (sitting next to me): "you know when you cling the glasses at weddings and the couple has to kiss? that's an american thing, right?"
dylan: "um, what? never heard that before."
me (smacking him on the arm): "don't lie!"
derek: "maybe he's too young. ask jaime."
me to rest of table who happen to be white / "american": "what does it mean when people cling glasses at weddings?"
jaime (while others nod in agreement): "someone's about to give a toast."
me: "the couple doesn't have to kiss??!?!"
others: "no. never heard that before."
polly: "see?!?!?!?"
the other dumb-founded asians: "weird."
me to dylan: "sorry i hit you."
see? aren't you glad you spent the last minute reading my rendition of this fascinating conversation? oh, here's a pix of the lovely newlyweds. (and akosa, not that you read this, but biting someone's forearm and leaving teethmarks = not any wedding tradition i've heard of either. it still hurts!)
random shoutout:
willets - can't wait to have you in the best coast. sun, surf, smog, and traffic eagerly await your arrival.
polly (derek's wifey): "you know at weddings when you cling the glasses and the couple has to kiss?"
laura and me: "yeah, totally."
polly: "is that an asian or an american thing?"
the asians (derek, laura, and me): "american!"
polly: "i don't think so. ask the others at the table."
me to dylan (sitting next to me): "you know when you cling the glasses at weddings and the couple has to kiss? that's an american thing, right?"
dylan: "um, what? never heard that before."
me (smacking him on the arm): "don't lie!"
derek: "maybe he's too young. ask jaime."
me to rest of table who happen to be white / "american": "what does it mean when people cling glasses at weddings?"
jaime (while others nod in agreement): "someone's about to give a toast."
me: "the couple doesn't have to kiss??!?!"
others: "no. never heard that before."
polly: "see?!?!?!?"
the other dumb-founded asians: "weird."
me to dylan: "sorry i hit you."
see? aren't you glad you spent the last minute reading my rendition of this fascinating conversation? oh, here's a pix of the lovely newlyweds. (and akosa, not that you read this, but biting someone's forearm and leaving teethmarks = not any wedding tradition i've heard of either. it still hurts!)
random shoutout:
willets - can't wait to have you in the best coast. sun, surf, smog, and traffic eagerly await your arrival.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
They Called Me CF
back in '99, some of my college buddies and i spent a summer in ann arbor. we spent most weekends camping, swimming in lakes, crossing the border to windsor (go canada's drinking age!), visiting motown museums, and more. towards the end of the summer, we were headed on a small road trip to ohio to see an offspring concert. in the drive over, misty was showing off her newly-developed pictures:
misty to kevin: "hey, look! isn't that a fun picture of me and sauj?"
this picture, similar to the last one in my last blog entry, was one of those flip your camera around, stick your arm out and take a funny picture with you and your friend kind of picture. except we were doubly funny as misty and i were making these blowfish faces.
kevin: "haha. sauj, it looks like someone drew your face with a compass!"
me (being sensitive about my very round face): "um, not funny dude."
misty: "hahaha! sauj, you're compass face!"
so. why was i reminded of this not-so-entertaining story?
well, at least my granny tells me that my face...is round...and bright...like the moon. hmm, come to think of it, maybe it's time i consider a post-mba workout plan.
misty to kevin: "hey, look! isn't that a fun picture of me and sauj?"
this picture, similar to the last one in my last blog entry, was one of those flip your camera around, stick your arm out and take a funny picture with you and your friend kind of picture. except we were doubly funny as misty and i were making these blowfish faces.
kevin: "haha. sauj, it looks like someone drew your face with a compass!"
me (being sensitive about my very round face): "um, not funny dude."
misty: "hahaha! sauj, you're compass face!"
so. why was i reminded of this not-so-entertaining story?
well, at least my granny tells me that my face...is round...and bright...like the moon. hmm, come to think of it, maybe it's time i consider a post-mba workout plan.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
10 Anos
it's been 10 years to the day that my fellow nitros (don't ask -- our high school mascot was a dynamite stick) and i graduated from ghs. though our reunion isn't until the fall, i assume that most of us have accomplished a lot in this period of time. i frequently hear of news like, "did you know such and such had her second kid?" or "so and so just opened a law firm in pasadena" and feel proud of the fact all the gtown hooligans are all making something of their lives.
so, what did the last 10 years bring me? a fancy gown, a hood, a lei from tina (she really wanted to say "i got you a lay"), and a very tasty can of coke.
oh, and some awesome amigos (i.e. new set of hooligans to keep track of). yeah, the mba thing was definitely worth it.
so, what did the last 10 years bring me? a fancy gown, a hood, a lei from tina (she really wanted to say "i got you a lay"), and a very tasty can of coke.
oh, and some awesome amigos (i.e. new set of hooligans to keep track of). yeah, the mba thing was definitely worth it.
Monday, June 11, 2007
Sauj Math
after you go on a 6 month hiatus from drinking and then suddenly, you decide to have a wham bam thank you ma'am rockstar weekend in vegas, what does your body do? reject living for a while. even though my headache went away post-alka selzter (i love you!), my tummy is still nauseous and my body is sore. okay, so the sore part is not from the drinking but from my out-of-shape lazy ass self trying to put together some sexy-only-to-yourself-when-your-drunk dance moves for two straight nights. but you get the point. me = hurtin'.
so, to demonstrate my retarded drunkenness, let me tell you how i lose money in style in vegas. here's me at the hard rock single deck blackjack table.
episode 1
dealer named kim who has worked in casinos for 18 years even though her plan was to take a one-year break before applying to law school (showing a mother f'in king): "yes?"
me (holding a 6 and an 8): "hit please."
kim: "a 9."
me (sliding my cards face down): "cool."
(kim finishes dealing. she shows a 17.)
kim: "um, you can flip your cards over when you bust."
me: "huh? i had good cards!"
kim: "you have 23."
nora chimes in from the peanut gallery: "can you believe she went to mit?"
me: "hey! don't you have mit alums in some blackball list in casinos?"
kim: "i highly doubt you are on it."
episode 2 (two deals later)
me (holding a 5 and an ace): "hit please"
kim: "4."
me: "hit please"
kim: "Q"
me: "yay!"
(kim finsihes dealing. she shows 18.)
me: "go me. i win, i had a 20!"
kim: "um, yeah, you had 20 TWICE. you can really stop the first time you get it."
i know i make my alma mater proud. me and my retarded, aging, weak sauce, drunk, card shark, dancing machine self. thanks vegas!
so, to demonstrate my retarded drunkenness, let me tell you how i lose money in style in vegas. here's me at the hard rock single deck blackjack table.
episode 1
dealer named kim who has worked in casinos for 18 years even though her plan was to take a one-year break before applying to law school (showing a mother f'in king): "yes?"
me (holding a 6 and an 8): "hit please."
kim: "a 9."
me (sliding my cards face down): "cool."
(kim finishes dealing. she shows a 17.)
kim: "um, you can flip your cards over when you bust."
me: "huh? i had good cards!"
kim: "you have 23."
nora chimes in from the peanut gallery: "can you believe she went to mit?"
me: "hey! don't you have mit alums in some blackball list in casinos?"
kim: "i highly doubt you are on it."
episode 2 (two deals later)
me (holding a 5 and an ace): "hit please"
kim: "4."
me: "hit please"
kim: "Q"
me: "yay!"
(kim finsihes dealing. she shows 18.)
me: "go me. i win, i had a 20!"
kim: "um, yeah, you had 20 TWICE. you can really stop the first time you get it."
i know i make my alma mater proud. me and my retarded, aging, weak sauce, drunk, card shark, dancing machine self. thanks vegas!
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Fobs
before heading to our dis-orientation in vegas, i thought i'd post a picture of our fob team. few of you have asked, who the f are all these people you keep talking (sh*t) about? here they are. haha. :)
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
An Addendum
oh, last week sometime, i actually looked at the back of that "horny" shot glass that my mom uses for the family dining table's carnation vase.
from the bottom is says:
2 oz. - cold as ice
4 oz. - getting a headache
6 oz. - maybe a quickie
8 oz. - horny as hell!!!
this only has to happen in a fobby family, right? yeah, that's right, i said the f word.
from the bottom is says:
2 oz. - cold as ice
4 oz. - getting a headache
6 oz. - maybe a quickie
8 oz. - horny as hell!!!
this only has to happen in a fobby family, right? yeah, that's right, i said the f word.
More Nerd Careers
oh phew. something for the girls too on the mit list. i'm offended. but then again, i'm jobless right now...hmm.
WAIT, but i full on admit i love celebrity gossip (who can't stop reading about paris' night in jail?). oh well.
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Casting Females With Brains ASAP!!! Please Forward.
Are you tired of turning on the TV and watching the same cookie-cutter girls over and over again?
Do you love math, science, computers, comic books, or games that require thinking?
Is fashion and style low on your list of priorities?
Are you a girl who is all brains and couldn't care less about celebrity gossip?
Is it difficult to find a good guy?
A Major Television Network wants you for a show shooting for 6 weeks this summer!
Please send us an e-mail telling us about yourself along with a current picture and a contact number ASAP!
Come on girls! Let's level the playing field!
If you fit the bill we will need you to audition this week!
WAIT, but i full on admit i love celebrity gossip (who can't stop reading about paris' night in jail?). oh well.
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Casting Females With Brains ASAP!!! Please Forward.
Are you tired of turning on the TV and watching the same cookie-cutter girls over and over again?
Do you love math, science, computers, comic books, or games that require thinking?
Is fashion and style low on your list of priorities?
Are you a girl who is all brains and couldn't care less about celebrity gossip?
Is it difficult to find a good guy?
A Major Television Network wants you for a show shooting for 6 weeks this summer!
Please send us an e-mail telling us about yourself along with a current picture and a contact number ASAP!
Come on girls! Let's level the playing field!
If you fit the bill we will need you to audition this week!
Nerd Career
only on the mit alum list do you get the following announcement. what? shouldn't they be looking for the beauties on our list? haha.
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The CW Network's breakout hit reality show BEAUTY AND THE GEEK is casting for season four in the LOS ANGELES AREA
Produced by Ashton Kutcher and Jason Goldberg ("Punk'd"), BEAUTY AND THE GEEK pairs gorgeous but academically impaired women with brilliant but socially challenged men to test intellect and social skills. This cycle will remain true to the series' format, pairing the women with the men for a chance to win up to $250, 000 cash prize.
ARE YOU A GEEK AND WANT TO HELP A BEAUTY?
We are currently seeking...
• Intellectually endowed but socially inept men who can turn a shopper into a scholar
• Beauties and Geeks willing to work together and compete for the opportunity to win a substantial cash prize!!
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The CW Network's breakout hit reality show BEAUTY AND THE GEEK is casting for season four in the LOS ANGELES AREA
Produced by Ashton Kutcher and Jason Goldberg ("Punk'd"), BEAUTY AND THE GEEK pairs gorgeous but academically impaired women with brilliant but socially challenged men to test intellect and social skills. This cycle will remain true to the series' format, pairing the women with the men for a chance to win up to $250, 000 cash prize.
ARE YOU A GEEK AND WANT TO HELP A BEAUTY?
We are currently seeking...
• Intellectually endowed but socially inept men who can turn a shopper into a scholar
• Beauties and Geeks willing to work together and compete for the opportunity to win a substantial cash prize!!
Friday, May 25, 2007
Yay!
i've drunk-dialed before. drunk-emailed before. but never drunk-blogged before. until now that is.
our business plan team, tastination (formerly known as mr. fob) won the school's competition tonight. Going up against four other teams, which included med devices and homeland security software, our measly little idea won. needless to say our team celebrated...and celebrated well (i just got a text from laura that she tossed her cookies). somewhere in the night, annu told me that i had to announce to the world that we won on my blog when i got home. so, ta da.
anyhoo, i'm too retarded and tired to make sense, but thank you all for your support. we'll be having a food tour soon...and with our winnings, including a 6-month lease on an office space, we're soooo open for business. :) yay!
our business plan team, tastination (formerly known as mr. fob) won the school's competition tonight. Going up against four other teams, which included med devices and homeland security software, our measly little idea won. needless to say our team celebrated...and celebrated well (i just got a text from laura that she tossed her cookies). somewhere in the night, annu told me that i had to announce to the world that we won on my blog when i got home. so, ta da.
anyhoo, i'm too retarded and tired to make sense, but thank you all for your support. we'll be having a food tour soon...and with our winnings, including a 6-month lease on an office space, we're soooo open for business. :) yay!
Monday, May 14, 2007
TMT (Too Much Tina) and More
okay, warning. longer entry than normal. i feel like lindy.
this weekend was a blur. i spent most of it with tina II - a concert, few bars, a comedy show (that we never made), a housewarming, a mothers' day, and few more etc's. i basically recall yelling "TMT, TMT!!!" to tina for no particular reason. so what do you do when you don't remember? you turn to your handy camera to remind you of your stupid times.
so, i just looked. i got two pictures for you.
1. the preferred parking situation
due to last weeks' fire at griffith park, the keane concert was moved from the greek to the gibson in universal. tina had won vip tix with comped parking for the event, but unfortunately, with the venue change, it was quite confusing. after tina yelled at a parking booth guy for making us pay and sweet-talked a preferred parking guard, we self-directed ourselves into the preferred parking area because we claimed ourselves v-i-p. once we got out of the truck, we realized that every car around us had these pink slips on their windshields. so, what does tina do? she goes to the car next to us, rips its pink sheet in half and puts it on my truck. voila. tina = an action hero.
then, we start walking towards the venue and then my worrywart consciences kicks in. "tina, what if i get towed?"
so, after a few "dude, you're retarded"s, we decide to f our v-i-p status and move to the common people's parking lot. as we're driving in, our half-ripped, stolen pink slip that is still hanging on our windshield catches the attention of another parking attendant. she furiously waves us over and moves several cones to make way for us to get to yet another preferred parking area! moving at like 0.00000001 mph, i drive towards her with my guilt-ridden face. tina = not so much an action hero. here's the stupid 1/2 ticket.
2. mothers' day moment
i went to gtown for dinner yesterday. what do i spot in the middle of our dinner table? just a pretty pink carnation in a thin vase with some writing on it. as i get closer, i realize it's a shot glass sandy got me during college that i left at my parents' house...here it is. if you can't read what it says: "Caution. sober to horny in four shots." yup. mothers' day dinner centerpiece.
oh, we picked tastination. www.tastination.com. we present this baby in the finals of our biz plan competition next week. fun times.
this weekend was a blur. i spent most of it with tina II - a concert, few bars, a comedy show (that we never made), a housewarming, a mothers' day, and few more etc's. i basically recall yelling "TMT, TMT!!!" to tina for no particular reason. so what do you do when you don't remember? you turn to your handy camera to remind you of your stupid times.
so, i just looked. i got two pictures for you.
1. the preferred parking situation
due to last weeks' fire at griffith park, the keane concert was moved from the greek to the gibson in universal. tina had won vip tix with comped parking for the event, but unfortunately, with the venue change, it was quite confusing. after tina yelled at a parking booth guy for making us pay and sweet-talked a preferred parking guard, we self-directed ourselves into the preferred parking area because we claimed ourselves v-i-p. once we got out of the truck, we realized that every car around us had these pink slips on their windshields. so, what does tina do? she goes to the car next to us, rips its pink sheet in half and puts it on my truck. voila. tina = an action hero.
then, we start walking towards the venue and then my worrywart consciences kicks in. "tina, what if i get towed?"
so, after a few "dude, you're retarded"s, we decide to f our v-i-p status and move to the common people's parking lot. as we're driving in, our half-ripped, stolen pink slip that is still hanging on our windshield catches the attention of another parking attendant. she furiously waves us over and moves several cones to make way for us to get to yet another preferred parking area! moving at like 0.00000001 mph, i drive towards her with my guilt-ridden face. tina = not so much an action hero. here's the stupid 1/2 ticket.
2. mothers' day moment
i went to gtown for dinner yesterday. what do i spot in the middle of our dinner table? just a pretty pink carnation in a thin vase with some writing on it. as i get closer, i realize it's a shot glass sandy got me during college that i left at my parents' house...here it is. if you can't read what it says: "Caution. sober to horny in four shots." yup. mothers' day dinner centerpiece.
oh, we picked tastination. www.tastination.com. we present this baby in the finals of our biz plan competition next week. fun times.
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Mr. Word Smith
the fob renaming project is way way harder than i ever imagined. we're currently at about 40 back-and-forth emails with potential names. the biggest hurdle is that the urls for the names we like are not available...such a bummer. anyhoo, currently, we're messing with names like:
- ethnicfoodie.com
- tastination.com or tastynations.com
- mr. (or dr.) juan ton
thoughts? the juan ton thing cracks me up so much...but i figure we'll run into the same issues as mr. fob.
oh, and speaking of misters and doctors, i just updated my resume. i figure it's about time to find a job. here's my last line:
interests: golf, snowboarding, discovering new restaurants, following the NBA, and mastering dr. mario (NES version)
...yup, i still hope to beat steph and mama yi one day.
- ethnicfoodie.com
- tastination.com or tastynations.com
- mr. (or dr.) juan ton
thoughts? the juan ton thing cracks me up so much...but i figure we'll run into the same issues as mr. fob.
oh, and speaking of misters and doctors, i just updated my resume. i figure it's about time to find a job. here's my last line:
interests: golf, snowboarding, discovering new restaurants, following the NBA, and mastering dr. mario (NES version)
...yup, i still hope to beat steph and mama yi one day.
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Insert Name Here
as i mentioned a while back, few bschool friends and i have been trying to run a small business called mrfob. we take people to undiscovered authentic ethnic restaurants, order them food, and teach a little something about the cuisine. the whole thing has been so much fun...until last week when we started to receive complaints that the name of our company was not...um...PC.
there's so much more to this story than i probably should tell in a public forum like this. i guess we always knew our name is edgy, but i absolutely love it. it's fobulous! since i and the world around me have always used it in a playful manner, such as calling myself a fob, i never thought much of it. but i've learned that american society is more sensitive than pmsing chicks.
in any case, my team currently is considering new names. i tried to rebel, but i know it's the right thing for us. we've kicked around some ideas, but you = smart / creative / politically correct and have better ones?
my favorite thus far is going by a symbol (perhaps chopsticks) and calling ourselves "the company formerly known as mrfob." har har, i make my fobby self laugh.
there's so much more to this story than i probably should tell in a public forum like this. i guess we always knew our name is edgy, but i absolutely love it. it's fobulous! since i and the world around me have always used it in a playful manner, such as calling myself a fob, i never thought much of it. but i've learned that american society is more sensitive than pmsing chicks.
in any case, my team currently is considering new names. i tried to rebel, but i know it's the right thing for us. we've kicked around some ideas, but you = smart / creative / politically correct and have better ones?
my favorite thus far is going by a symbol (perhaps chopsticks) and calling ourselves "the company formerly known as mrfob." har har, i make my fobby self laugh.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Random K Thoughts
me @ home. yay.
after a whirlwind travel through korea, i'm home in one piece. i started from the south in jeju (korea's hawaii) and traveled up the east coast and then ended in seoul for a few days. i never really traveled through korea before and for how small the peninsula is (maybe the size of socal), there's so much character to each little region. the food, the accents, etc...it's like if people in westwood spoke with a totally different accent than those in pasadena.
fortunately, on the organized portion of the tour, i was able to meet some new friends -- other korean americans visiting from the states. we kept laughing at stupid things that would only be funny to us, such as:
- the name of the main volcanic mountain in jeju island is called halla mountain. halla!
- the fish cake skewer soup is called oh-dang. ooooh dang.
crap like this...on and on.
this is us busting up a soju tent near sorak mountain (don't mind the random old guy on the left...we made friends in the tent).
as you can see from the pix, there was a white guy in the group. he was the husband of one of the korean american girls. to the jr. high girls in korea, the blond hair-blue eyes made him look like some celebrity. this is them screaming and running up to him for an autograph at some park.
hmm, what else. at some point, i ate live squid. seriously, these suckers were like gliding off the plate!
oh, and did you know that you can go shopping at like midnight in seoul? we were bargaining for pants at 1:30 am. i walked out of the shopping mall and saw that you can even get classes made 24 hours a day. you know, just in case you broke your glasses in your sleep.
after a whirlwind travel through korea, i'm home in one piece. i started from the south in jeju (korea's hawaii) and traveled up the east coast and then ended in seoul for a few days. i never really traveled through korea before and for how small the peninsula is (maybe the size of socal), there's so much character to each little region. the food, the accents, etc...it's like if people in westwood spoke with a totally different accent than those in pasadena.
fortunately, on the organized portion of the tour, i was able to meet some new friends -- other korean americans visiting from the states. we kept laughing at stupid things that would only be funny to us, such as:
- the name of the main volcanic mountain in jeju island is called halla mountain. halla!
- the fish cake skewer soup is called oh-dang. ooooh dang.
crap like this...on and on.
this is us busting up a soju tent near sorak mountain (don't mind the random old guy on the left...we made friends in the tent).
as you can see from the pix, there was a white guy in the group. he was the husband of one of the korean american girls. to the jr. high girls in korea, the blond hair-blue eyes made him look like some celebrity. this is them screaming and running up to him for an autograph at some park.
hmm, what else. at some point, i ate live squid. seriously, these suckers were like gliding off the plate!
oh, and did you know that you can go shopping at like midnight in seoul? we were bargaining for pants at 1:30 am. i walked out of the shopping mall and saw that you can even get classes made 24 hours a day. you know, just in case you broke your glasses in your sleep.
anyhoo, i'm too pooped to make this blog entry make sense. but oh dang, i'm glad to be home. halla.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Soooo Full
i'm alive in motherland. i woke up early to go on a little hike, but it just started raining, so i'm spending my free time emailing before i have to catch the bus.
korea is great. it's very scenic and the spring time here is gorgeous...with the blossoming flowers, etc.
i always thought i look pretty standard korean but it's been really interesting to see how many koreans address me in english even before i say a word. maybe i just look lost.
the best thing about this country is the food. i feel like i'm in grub heaven...i keep eating big meals and then snacking on the street stands and then buying little packages of junk food at the convenience stores for the downtimes in between. i don't say this often, but i think i'm actually full.
korea is great. it's very scenic and the spring time here is gorgeous...with the blossoming flowers, etc.
i always thought i look pretty standard korean but it's been really interesting to see how many koreans address me in english even before i say a word. maybe i just look lost.
the best thing about this country is the food. i feel like i'm in grub heaven...i keep eating big meals and then snacking on the street stands and then buying little packages of junk food at the convenience stores for the downtimes in between. i don't say this often, but i think i'm actually full.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
People
so for days i was looking at the word "tibetans"(people of tibet) and thinking...how the heck do you pronounce that? is it like the word "haitians" (people of haiti)? and at yesterday night's dinner, i learned that "tibetans" does not have an "i". so tricky.
anyhoo, nothing much to report here except that i'm off to korea for a little vacay starting tomorrow. i'm going to see the koreans (people of korea). i plan to wave around my american passport as bait to see if a man will bite. just kidding. geez, how desperate do you think i am!
well, i will try to blog while there, but if not, don't miss me too much!
anyhoo, nothing much to report here except that i'm off to korea for a little vacay starting tomorrow. i'm going to see the koreans (people of korea). i plan to wave around my american passport as bait to see if a man will bite. just kidding. geez, how desperate do you think i am!
well, i will try to blog while there, but if not, don't miss me too much!
Monday, April 02, 2007
Make Me Alien Again
jury duty sucks. i haven't even gone in yet and it's totally ruining my game. i really mean game!
a new sf friend (from my trip in feb) called me this morning: "i got opening day tickets in the box at candlestick tomorrow. wanna fly up? only thing is you have to decide right now..." and i, on total break from real life right now, was like, "sure!" and then it hit me.
"oh crap. i have to call later today to see if i have to go into jury duty. i'm on call this week."
"so does that mean you can't?"
(pout, pout) "yeah. ugh. well, it's okay. i hate the giants anyway." (pout, pout)
and yeah, you guessed it, i don't have to go in tomorrow. i miss my resident alien status.
a new sf friend (from my trip in feb) called me this morning: "i got opening day tickets in the box at candlestick tomorrow. wanna fly up? only thing is you have to decide right now..." and i, on total break from real life right now, was like, "sure!" and then it hit me.
"oh crap. i have to call later today to see if i have to go into jury duty. i'm on call this week."
"so does that mean you can't?"
(pout, pout) "yeah. ugh. well, it's okay. i hate the giants anyway." (pout, pout)
and yeah, you guessed it, i don't have to go in tomorrow. i miss my resident alien status.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
White Flag
dang, i've been lazy. drained of energy from...laying down. i can't even muscle a blog entry for you foos.
it took too much effort to flip from one side to the other while watching every minute of march madness games last weekend. nevertheless, 3 of my 4 final four picks are in (go ucla!) and for those of you who turn off the gtown game with 5 minutes to go, you suck!
anyhoo, what is it about getting super sick after you're done with something big? after i quit work, come back from a trip, or graduate, my body's white blood cells just decide to stop combatting those icky viral attackers? a-holes i say.
well, i promise to have more interesting things to say soon. maybe i just need a little booster tequila shot. 4,3,2,1, get yo' woman on the floor!
it took too much effort to flip from one side to the other while watching every minute of march madness games last weekend. nevertheless, 3 of my 4 final four picks are in (go ucla!) and for those of you who turn off the gtown game with 5 minutes to go, you suck!
anyhoo, what is it about getting super sick after you're done with something big? after i quit work, come back from a trip, or graduate, my body's white blood cells just decide to stop combatting those icky viral attackers? a-holes i say.
well, i promise to have more interesting things to say soon. maybe i just need a little booster tequila shot. 4,3,2,1, get yo' woman on the floor!
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Madness in March
sorry for the MIAness once again. but i had good reason -- i was finishing up the quarter and...ta da, i'm done with classes for good! give me an m! m. give me a b! b. give me an a! a. what's the spell? a big fat dork! thank you thank you.
well, i shouldn't say i'm totally done. i still have to grade a stack of papers and then...it's all madness i tell ya. i have big plans to...find a job. :)
anyhoo, onto more fun topics. marchy march. who's your pick? i got UCLA going all the way in one pool. i had to, i'm a bruin now you know.
hmm, anything else interesting in my world? i saw razorlight in concert recently (thanks rizzy!), got a short haircut (thanks fobby hair stylest man!), and wrote some fun final papers (thanks profs!). oh, a recap of a recent convo:
"joann, some first year told me that i had a dry sense of humor."
"sauj, you so don't. you laugh at fart jokes. your sense of humor is like the lowest common denominator."
awww, thanks jojo.
well, i shouldn't say i'm totally done. i still have to grade a stack of papers and then...it's all madness i tell ya. i have big plans to...find a job. :)
anyhoo, onto more fun topics. marchy march. who's your pick? i got UCLA going all the way in one pool. i had to, i'm a bruin now you know.
hmm, anything else interesting in my world? i saw razorlight in concert recently (thanks rizzy!), got a short haircut (thanks fobby hair stylest man!), and wrote some fun final papers (thanks profs!). oh, a recap of a recent convo:
"joann, some first year told me that i had a dry sense of humor."
"sauj, you so don't. you laugh at fart jokes. your sense of humor is like the lowest common denominator."
awww, thanks jojo.
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Fatty and Phatty
on monday night, i had my last finance class with professor cockrum, a 70+ year old ex-investment banker, who is funny as heck in his sharp-yet-aloof grandfathery sort of way. anyhoo, in the middle of our three-hour class, we get a 10 minute break. at the end of the break, everyone was assembled back in the classroom, attentive and ready to go. then, you heard cockrum looking up at the backrow and saying, "WHERE'S FATTY? IS HE OUT FEEDING HIS FACE?!?!?!"
it was hilarious. the guy he was referring to is this part-time student named fadi (i think pronounced fah-di). it's been three days and annu and i still can't stop laughing about it. hmm, come to think of it, it's not even that funny. but still. FATTY!!!!
well, what was actually phat was christina aguilera's performace on tuesday night. she freakin' can sing! i know my musical taste is all over the place, but christina was most def hot and spicy. she sang all my favs: candy man, circus song, hurt...and busted out some "classics" like fighter, beautiful, and moulin rouge. oh, and she brought up a dude from the audience during the naughy boy song and i turned to jenn and tina and said, "dude! who is that guy? he's like a celeb!" then i realized i only know him through the celeb gossip blog i read -- he was perez from perezhilton.com. and he is def just f-a-t.
anyhoo, a little shoutout to the little sister: happy b, kid! your insurance rate drops today! and for those of you wondering, i just called her and she did recognize my voice. she's definitely a better person than i am.
it was hilarious. the guy he was referring to is this part-time student named fadi (i think pronounced fah-di). it's been three days and annu and i still can't stop laughing about it. hmm, come to think of it, it's not even that funny. but still. FATTY!!!!
well, what was actually phat was christina aguilera's performace on tuesday night. she freakin' can sing! i know my musical taste is all over the place, but christina was most def hot and spicy. she sang all my favs: candy man, circus song, hurt...and busted out some "classics" like fighter, beautiful, and moulin rouge. oh, and she brought up a dude from the audience during the naughy boy song and i turned to jenn and tina and said, "dude! who is that guy? he's like a celeb!" then i realized i only know him through the celeb gossip blog i read -- he was perez from perezhilton.com. and he is def just f-a-t.
anyhoo, a little shoutout to the little sister: happy b, kid! your insurance rate drops today! and for those of you wondering, i just called her and she did recognize my voice. she's definitely a better person than i am.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
Run Lola Run
today is LA marathon day. per usual, the route went through ktown, so i decided to walk my lazy butt a few blocks to see the runners. well, i actually had another inspiration this time -- laura and erin were running in the 'thon and i was hoping to catch them for a little cheering session.
while getting ready, my aunt decided she wanted to join me. we walked to the corner of 6th and oxford and waited for the numerous people passing us by. i told my aunt to be on the lookout for tallish chinese and white girls...big mistake. she would point out every asian / white girl combo in sight from then on. "there!" "no, auntie." "how about them!" "no no."
even with this duo-effort, somehow we missed them anyway.
BUT i did manage to take a picture of this totally oblivious korean lady crossing the street through the marathon. a picture doesn't do justice but she was really walking at a .0002 miles per hour speed direclty through the runners. go ktown!
oh, on a side note, i had the best blueberry pancakes for brunch yesterday at a place called marston's in pasadena. as alice called them, "they're kinda crepe-y"...doesn't matter what they are, they are G-O-O-D!
while getting ready, my aunt decided she wanted to join me. we walked to the corner of 6th and oxford and waited for the numerous people passing us by. i told my aunt to be on the lookout for tallish chinese and white girls...big mistake. she would point out every asian / white girl combo in sight from then on. "there!" "no, auntie." "how about them!" "no no."
even with this duo-effort, somehow we missed them anyway.
BUT i did manage to take a picture of this totally oblivious korean lady crossing the street through the marathon. a picture doesn't do justice but she was really walking at a .0002 miles per hour speed direclty through the runners. go ktown!
oh, on a side note, i had the best blueberry pancakes for brunch yesterday at a place called marston's in pasadena. as alice called them, "they're kinda crepe-y"...doesn't matter what they are, they are G-O-O-D!
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Contribution Denied
i'm a law-abiding citizen of the united states. i try to vote when i can (yes, i can vote; i'm not an alien anymore...i've been a real citizen for over 5 years now!), i never park in handicap spots, and i pick up trash on the street if i see it. so, i couldn't let the street signage go misspelled for too long...i had to report it like a good samaritan that i pretend to be.
per laura's suggestion, i called the beverly hills mayor's office. a perky lady picked up the phone.
me: "i know this is totally random, but you have a misspelled sign in your city. can you let me know who i should report this to?"
the perky lady: "do you know what street it was?"
me: "yes, it's moreno street. the little sign at the corner of moreno and little santa monica is messed up."
TPL: "oh! someone else already reported it! don't worry i already told the public works and transportation office."
me (disappointed): "thanks."
TPL: "thanks for calling!"
sad. hmm, it wasn't one of you faithful blog readers who one-upped me, was it? :)
on a side note, i finished that china dolls book. very cute, very chick lit-cheesy, but if anyone wants a quick and relaxing read, let me know...
per laura's suggestion, i called the beverly hills mayor's office. a perky lady picked up the phone.
me: "i know this is totally random, but you have a misspelled sign in your city. can you let me know who i should report this to?"
the perky lady: "do you know what street it was?"
me: "yes, it's moreno street. the little sign at the corner of moreno and little santa monica is messed up."
TPL: "oh! someone else already reported it! don't worry i already told the public works and transportation office."
me (disappointed): "thanks."
TPL: "thanks for calling!"
sad. hmm, it wasn't one of you faithful blog readers who one-upped me, was it? :)
on a side note, i finished that china dolls book. very cute, very chick lit-cheesy, but if anyone wants a quick and relaxing read, let me know...
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Dyslexia in 90210
yesterday morning, i'm back-street driving through beverly hills to get to century city for work and i get stuck at a light. i'm staring up at the traffic light and the street sign and i see this, which is perfectly normal.
then, i start to look around and i see this:
is it weird that the government doesn't spell check? do i need to be a good citizen and report this? i don't want any other fobs to get confused.
and no, i'm not a danger to society by taking pictures on the road. don't you all chat on cellies, type on crackberries, drink coffee, eat bento boxes, and take pictures while driving as well? at least i don't do make-up and hair in the car! i mean, THAT would be dangerous.
then, i start to look around and i see this:
is it weird that the government doesn't spell check? do i need to be a good citizen and report this? i don't want any other fobs to get confused.
and no, i'm not a danger to society by taking pictures on the road. don't you all chat on cellies, type on crackberries, drink coffee, eat bento boxes, and take pictures while driving as well? at least i don't do make-up and hair in the car! i mean, THAT would be dangerous.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Teeny World
so i think today is officially day 8 of my bday hanukkah. last night the world spewed out few of my old buddies from csfb days into the city of LA - catania from canada, fobby from hk, and pazzy from sf. it was fun reminiscing about the crappy analysts days...no wonder more of us ended up in the peace corps than lasted in banking.
anyhoo, this morning while i'm at my parents' house picking up my mail, i decide to call my sister to catch up:
yuj - "hey"
me - "yo. calling you from home cause my cell is out of minutes."
...then i tell her about my reunion last night with "rob the hk guy," "jee the one who married the korean korean girl," "paz the bolivian," "catania the canadian"...then she cuts me off:
yuj - "unni, your descriptions suck. do you really expect me to know these people?"
me - "hmm. i guess not." (are you wondering how i describe you now?)
...we continute with more convo about random bs.
me - "anyhoo, i better run, but let's talk again soon. call me when you get bored. but not before wed cause i'm out of minutes until then."
yuj - "um...don't you have free night and weekends?"
me - "oh man. you're right! crap, i lost my excuse not to call people back. dang it."
oh, look at sis's snow artistry; she's very talented: http://rhymeswithhuge.blogspot.com/
what else. oh, on friday, i went to this book promotion event at school to get some free grub and found out one of the authors is a ny lawyer girl i worked with when i was at my last job. i never met her but spent a ridiculous number of hours on the phone with her discussing a bankruptcy case. since we both had unique names, we "recognized" each other. first time that's come in handy.
anyhoo, she and her cousin co-wrote a chick lit novel called china dolls and they are on a book tour. the book is a story about three ny asian-american girls...a "cross between joy luck club and sex and the city." i'm about half way through right now and it's quite cute. go support the asian peeps and read it...
but talk about small world! i'm telling you, don't piss off anyone, you never know where they will show up in your life next. wise words from the old lady. no, not my mom, me!
anyhoo, this morning while i'm at my parents' house picking up my mail, i decide to call my sister to catch up:
yuj - "hey"
me - "yo. calling you from home cause my cell is out of minutes."
...then i tell her about my reunion last night with "rob the hk guy," "jee the one who married the korean korean girl," "paz the bolivian," "catania the canadian"...then she cuts me off:
yuj - "unni, your descriptions suck. do you really expect me to know these people?"
me - "hmm. i guess not." (are you wondering how i describe you now?)
...we continute with more convo about random bs.
me - "anyhoo, i better run, but let's talk again soon. call me when you get bored. but not before wed cause i'm out of minutes until then."
yuj - "um...don't you have free night and weekends?"
me - "oh man. you're right! crap, i lost my excuse not to call people back. dang it."
oh, look at sis's snow artistry; she's very talented: http://rhymeswithhuge.blogspot.com/
what else. oh, on friday, i went to this book promotion event at school to get some free grub and found out one of the authors is a ny lawyer girl i worked with when i was at my last job. i never met her but spent a ridiculous number of hours on the phone with her discussing a bankruptcy case. since we both had unique names, we "recognized" each other. first time that's come in handy.
anyhoo, she and her cousin co-wrote a chick lit novel called china dolls and they are on a book tour. the book is a story about three ny asian-american girls...a "cross between joy luck club and sex and the city." i'm about half way through right now and it's quite cute. go support the asian peeps and read it...
but talk about small world! i'm telling you, don't piss off anyone, you never know where they will show up in your life next. wise words from the old lady. no, not my mom, me!
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Wild Child
so everyone's been asking - so what did you do for your big day?!?!!
um. yeah. i'm lame. i ate bfast (yes, seaweed soup) with parental units. i went to work. i went to class. i said what's up to big g. then i went home and slept. wooooo hooooooo!!!!
BUT, get this. the night before? for the big celebration with my anderson friends?!?!
i went bowling.
yup. to quote yuj:
"you're wild.
WILD."
i know. giving up booze has def made me lame. but as katie says, we can always go out for some "mocktails" this weekend. anyone in? sat night at the W. canada, fobby, et al will be in town.
this will be me: "bartender! i would like a cranberry vodka please." "oh, hold the vodka."
um. yeah. i'm lame. i ate bfast (yes, seaweed soup) with parental units. i went to work. i went to class. i said what's up to big g. then i went home and slept. wooooo hooooooo!!!!
BUT, get this. the night before? for the big celebration with my anderson friends?!?!
i went bowling.
yup. to quote yuj:
"you're wild.
WILD."
i know. giving up booze has def made me lame. but as katie says, we can always go out for some "mocktails" this weekend. anyone in? sat night at the W. canada, fobby, et al will be in town.
this will be me: "bartender! i would like a cranberry vodka please." "oh, hold the vodka."
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
I Heart My Friends...
thanks for all the love today - emails, e-cards, texts, IMs, friendster / myspace messages, phone calls - i love you all!
some of the classics from the day:
nora / jenn - "stupid, happy birthday"
sandy - "ms. yi, it has been brought to my attention that you are old today..."
riz - "i just wanted to say, happy ash wednesday. also, happy new yorker magazine day! (first issue published today in 1925). also, happy comminist manifesto day! (1848). and happy romanov dynasty (1613) and washington monument (1885) days!"
"...and... um... well i guess that's everything. i don't recall any other important items happening on this day."
"oh, wait! i totally forgot! happy international mother language day!"
yuj - (in an unrecognizable very very squeaky voice and from a non-caller IDed number) "happy biirrrrrrrrrthday!"
my response: "who is this?"
yuj: "you don't recognize your only sister's voice?!?!?!?"
me: "i was just kidding."
um. i wasn't kidding. sorry yuj. love ya.
some of the classics from the day:
nora / jenn - "stupid, happy birthday"
sandy - "ms. yi, it has been brought to my attention that you are old today..."
riz - "i just wanted to say, happy ash wednesday. also, happy new yorker magazine day! (first issue published today in 1925). also, happy comminist manifesto day! (1848). and happy romanov dynasty (1613) and washington monument (1885) days!"
"...and... um... well i guess that's everything. i don't recall any other important items happening on this day."
"oh, wait! i totally forgot! happy international mother language day!"
yuj - (in an unrecognizable very very squeaky voice and from a non-caller IDed number) "happy biirrrrrrrrrthday!"
my response: "who is this?"
yuj: "you don't recognize your only sister's voice?!?!?!?"
me: "i was just kidding."
um. i wasn't kidding. sorry yuj. love ya.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Neutral Face
i've had this conversation with many people before, but something just happened that triggered the thought for me again. there's a dude presenting in front of class, and it's a q&a format. when he's listening to a question from the prof, he seriously looks like he's going to cry. the poor guy has a sad / whiny / crybaby neutral face!
have you thought about your neutral face? sv is convinced she has a biatch neutral face though i think it's more of a contemplative one. how about you? what's yours?
mine is definitely sophisticated, uber chic, intelligent, come-get-this-mama face.
have you thought about your neutral face? sv is convinced she has a biatch neutral face though i think it's more of a contemplative one. how about you? what's yours?
mine is definitely sophisticated, uber chic, intelligent, come-get-this-mama face.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Mr. Brightside
i can't believe how awesome it is out today...even for LA. it's over 80 degrees and sunny...and hot-diggity-dog, it's also a long weekend in my favorite month! so all this added together, you would think i would be oh-so-happy. but for a bit there today, i wasn't.
my computer pooped out on me last weekend and after a little tease of life through the week, it officially went kaput yesterday. it sucked. i just didn't realize how dependent i was on my laptop. and though i got a loaner (i love you price center girls) to get me through the weekend, i was determined to find a laptop surgeon to revive my baby.
so with instructions from ibm / lenovo, i went to a few stores today but totally got the run-around. after i was fed up, sitting in my truck and sweaty from the 80 degree weather, i called them back and started complaining, "dude, wtf." just like that.
the guy on the other end gave me a new set of instructions about mailing it in, etc. and then i said, "why didn't your associates tell me this sooner? i just went all over the city!"
and he said, "look on the brightside, you got a nice scenic tour of the city you haven't seen in a while, right?"
i laughed. barely.
anyhoo, my laptop will be going into operation in hot-lanta on tuesday via post office. please wish it luck. i hope it survives, but hey, if it totally dies even after surgery then at least it can see denny and that really cute paramedic guy from grey's anatomy.
btw, totally unrelated, did you know it is "lo and behold," not "low and behold"? i just looked it up.
my computer pooped out on me last weekend and after a little tease of life through the week, it officially went kaput yesterday. it sucked. i just didn't realize how dependent i was on my laptop. and though i got a loaner (i love you price center girls) to get me through the weekend, i was determined to find a laptop surgeon to revive my baby.
so with instructions from ibm / lenovo, i went to a few stores today but totally got the run-around. after i was fed up, sitting in my truck and sweaty from the 80 degree weather, i called them back and started complaining, "dude, wtf." just like that.
the guy on the other end gave me a new set of instructions about mailing it in, etc. and then i said, "why didn't your associates tell me this sooner? i just went all over the city!"
and he said, "look on the brightside, you got a nice scenic tour of the city you haven't seen in a while, right?"
i laughed. barely.
anyhoo, my laptop will be going into operation in hot-lanta on tuesday via post office. please wish it luck. i hope it survives, but hey, if it totally dies even after surgery then at least it can see denny and that really cute paramedic guy from grey's anatomy.
btw, totally unrelated, did you know it is "lo and behold," not "low and behold"? i just looked it up.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Be. Mine.
happy vday all! i used to get annoyed at valentine's day but i'm at a new phase in life where i get annoyed at the people who hate valentine's day. you hear the "oh, it's a hallmark holiday" or "there is nothing more UNromantic then when someone tells you to be romantic"...blah blah blah. i guess vday has become like really bad movie - it's so bad that it's good. three words: stomp. the. yard.
speaking of vday, congrats v! our "classmate friends" sarah v. and nate got engaged over the weekend and it's quite cute. i gave her a hard time about notifying me over email while i was in sf...mainly because she couldn't hear me squeal like a little girl.
oh and about sf, i got a funny message from crystal who said, "...i hope you're doing well in sf - is it weird that i know where you are because of your blog? i feel like a stalker." well, stalker-slash-avid-reader james, who lives in sunnyvale, texted me after reading the entry and we were able to hang out in sf. thus, i welcome stalker-ism.
let's see. so today (yes, vday) is papa yi's bday. he was born full of love and heart-shaped candies. this morn, i got up at the ass-crack of dawn to drive up to gtown to have bfast with the parentals. mama yi cooked up seaweed soup (it's what koreans have on their bdays). YUM. only prob is that we had our massive indian fob dinner last night (which was fantastic, thanks to all of you who came) and i think the residual indian food was and is currently fighting against my korean bfast in a warzone called my tummy . oh, and i had to sit through 1.5 hours of traffic to get to westside this morning...and...okay okay, i'll stop. But really, there's nothing more that says "happy valentines day" than some good ol' T.M.I.
Friday, February 09, 2007
Hello Droppee
i am currently sitting in a school in the middle of san francisco as part of a four-day entrepreneur training program. i am one of nine mba fellows here - suckers who "volunteered" a weekend for a chance to work with a group of entrepreneurs in improving their businesses. okay, it's not bad at all, but i am tired, internet-less (thank god for bb), and dressed in biz cas on a friday afternoon. wah.
about two hours ago, a professor from anderson arrived in order to teach the afternoon session. the thing with this prof is that for the last three quarters, i have signed up for his class and dropped it. the worst was last quarter where i went to his class for two sessions, got cold called, and the dropped it thereafter. anyhoo, despite my paranoia, i didn't think he would remember me so when he arrived, i said, "hi professor sussman, i am saujin" shaking his hand. and he responds, "saujin yi. you dropped my class like a bad habit!".
for the first time in a long time i had no comeback.
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about two hours ago, a professor from anderson arrived in order to teach the afternoon session. the thing with this prof is that for the last three quarters, i have signed up for his class and dropped it. the worst was last quarter where i went to his class for two sessions, got cold called, and the dropped it thereafter. anyhoo, despite my paranoia, i didn't think he would remember me so when he arrived, i said, "hi professor sussman, i am saujin" shaking his hand. and he responds, "saujin yi. you dropped my class like a bad habit!".
for the first time in a long time i had no comeback.
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Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Avid (Well, BORED) Blog Readers
last friday, i got all dolled up (well, clarification - tina / jenn dolled me up as i'm quite incapable of doing it myself) for anderson's casino night. it's basically prom (with booze) for mbas with the excuse of fundraising for charity. anyhoo, upon my first lap through the venue, it wasn't the open bar, auctions, dance floor, nor my sexied out classmates that caught my attention -- it was gabe's fiance gloria who came up to me and said, "you are the last person in the world using bar soap. body wash!" glad someone is reading this pointless blog (hi glo!).
hmm, what else. on sunday for the superbowl, i went over to tom and dan's for their "frybowl." the boyz fried up everything from buffalo wings, tater tots, onion rings to hot dogs. they even fried up dessert -- fried oreos, snickers bars. as you can guess, sauj's fragile tummy let her owner know this type of fried fiesta is a no-no -- i had a hard time sleeping sunday night and it wasn't because i was recapping grossman's ass performance during the game.
speaking of fragile, i just came home from trish's where eileen and i visited her newborn for the first time. trish told me that i could hold the kid, and after a quick lesson from mike (her hubby), i had the baby in my arms. and i should've expected, about ONE-POINT-TWO seconds later, the baby was busting up crying -- dang, kid, i got the point! you are no fan of mine! but it's okay, i can be patient until the kid grows up and learns to read (blogs). he and i can discuss the merits of bar soap (specifically, dove cool moisture) vs. body wash.
hmm, what else. on sunday for the superbowl, i went over to tom and dan's for their "frybowl." the boyz fried up everything from buffalo wings, tater tots, onion rings to hot dogs. they even fried up dessert -- fried oreos, snickers bars. as you can guess, sauj's fragile tummy let her owner know this type of fried fiesta is a no-no -- i had a hard time sleeping sunday night and it wasn't because i was recapping grossman's ass performance during the game.
speaking of fragile, i just came home from trish's where eileen and i visited her newborn for the first time. trish told me that i could hold the kid, and after a quick lesson from mike (her hubby), i had the baby in my arms. and i should've expected, about ONE-POINT-TWO seconds later, the baby was busting up crying -- dang, kid, i got the point! you are no fan of mine! but it's okay, i can be patient until the kid grows up and learns to read (blogs). he and i can discuss the merits of bar soap (specifically, dove cool moisture) vs. body wash.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Price Is Wrong, Bitch
i'm so sad. i'm supposed to be in the audience of the price is right taping right now. instead i'm sitting in class. i even practiced my "1 dollar bob!" because i was so sure i will be picked...but alas, i couldn't use it. what happened you ask? well, the mit club was supposed to provide 20 people today. we had 19. one stupid chick (i don't know her so i can call her "stupid") called sick in the morning and we couldn't find a replacement. so, 19 of us got screwed from seeing bob.
i'm so sad. i was so sure i would win a camper today. sad sad sad.
well, i'm determined to see bob before he retires, so i'll be putting together a group to go see him within the next two months (prob a thursday). if you want in, email me. and if you get sick and screw me over from playing plinko...i WILL punch you in the face.
sauj's current mood: sad with a splash of fiesty
i'm so sad. i was so sure i would win a camper today. sad sad sad.
well, i'm determined to see bob before he retires, so i'll be putting together a group to go see him within the next two months (prob a thursday). if you want in, email me. and if you get sick and screw me over from playing plinko...i WILL punch you in the face.
sauj's current mood: sad with a splash of fiesty
Monday, January 29, 2007
Viva Viva
first of all, why is "exclusivity" the hardest word to pronounce ever. just when i master the formerly-known-as-the-hardest-word-to-pronounce ever, "spontaneity,"...this freakin' word comes out of left field and gets all tackled on my tongue. (oh, and why is it "left field"? i love left field. that's where i resided from little league to high school softball and chewed up a lot of sunflower seeds. but i digress.)
anyhoo, to more important stuff. today, i got a hold of a pair of tickets to see a speaker series event featuring the former mexican president vicente fox. well, it wasn't just any old pair of tix...it was v to the i-p, baby - second row where you can see antonio villaraigosa (he introduced fox)'s winkles, fox's wifey doing the kissy kissy holas with the front row, etc.
but the best part of sitting up close? you can see that the presidente was reading his speech script from his blackberry!!!! (the same model as mine. who's cool now?) sigh, only if i had the senor's email address - i would've pinged him a little, "you're doing good, man. buen trabajo!" (is that even a phrase? hmm.)
anyhoo, to more important stuff. today, i got a hold of a pair of tickets to see a speaker series event featuring the former mexican president vicente fox. well, it wasn't just any old pair of tix...it was v to the i-p, baby - second row where you can see antonio villaraigosa (he introduced fox)'s winkles, fox's wifey doing the kissy kissy holas with the front row, etc.
but the best part of sitting up close? you can see that the presidente was reading his speech script from his blackberry!!!! (the same model as mine. who's cool now?) sigh, only if i had the senor's email address - i would've pinged him a little, "you're doing good, man. buen trabajo!" (is that even a phrase? hmm.)
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Chillin' Drillin'
the soap dish in my shower always accumulates water. even if i remember to pour out the water, the bottom of the soap (dial with aloe right now) gets all mushy anyway with the leftover water that i couldn't shake out. anyhoo, tonight, i had it. so, i drilled a 1/4 inch hole at the bottom of the plastic dish (safety note: i couldn't find my pappalardo lab safety glasses so my ojos went unprotected). result - it's working great:
hmm, what else. oh, i think i'm losing it. my ADD has fully invaded my short memory territory. there was a moment today where i took out my cellie to check the time. after looking at the time, i put the phone back in my bag...and then forgot what time i just saw. hmm, maybe i'm just aging? old fobby girl = me. wah.
oh, here's my fob moment of the day - it's "you have piqued my interest" not "you have PEAKED my interest." engrish. it's so hard.
hmm, what else. oh, i think i'm losing it. my ADD has fully invaded my short memory territory. there was a moment today where i took out my cellie to check the time. after looking at the time, i put the phone back in my bag...and then forgot what time i just saw. hmm, maybe i'm just aging? old fobby girl = me. wah.
oh, here's my fob moment of the day - it's "you have piqued my interest" not "you have PEAKED my interest." engrish. it's so hard.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Credit Where Due
okay, peyton finally pulled it off. good for him. i give him his props...that was mighty fine. see? i give credit to those who deserve it. which take me to...
so, many peeps (lindy, laura, etc.) have been crediting me for the "the end" phrase. wrong. i'm actually a victim / stealer / copycat (damn, more cat references...wtf) as well. that was from ex-roomie steph.
oh, few other phrases that i use ridiculous too much so thus i must credit the origins:
- "sad" (used when i'm...sad.) - i think this was from j. shapiro in college.
- "wow" (used usually when i have no comeback) - i think this might be basel from work?
- "jive turkey" (no idea how it's used actually) - i think this was a result of misty putting an email through an ebonics translator...
okay, the end.
so, many peeps (lindy, laura, etc.) have been crediting me for the "the end" phrase. wrong. i'm actually a victim / stealer / copycat (damn, more cat references...wtf) as well. that was from ex-roomie steph.
oh, few other phrases that i use ridiculous too much so thus i must credit the origins:
- "sad" (used when i'm...sad.) - i think this was from j. shapiro in college.
- "wow" (used usually when i have no comeback) - i think this might be basel from work?
- "jive turkey" (no idea how it's used actually) - i think this was a result of misty putting an email through an ebonics translator...
okay, the end.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Underrated
i treated myself to mickey d's deluxe big breakfast this morning. it's the usual big breakfast (hash brown, egg, sausage, bacon, english muffin) with pancakes added. it was quite delicious (my artery disagrees) and i was like, "man, mickey d's bfast is so underrated!" to clarify: i thought it, not said it.
on that note, i started thinking about some of the most underrated things in my life (i'm not listing the cheeasy things like fam, friend, etc...where do you think i am? in women's leadership class?). underrated = i forget to say "you rock my world" but without it i would die.
- chapstick
- IM (lately, gtalk)
- socks (and for that matter all underwear)
- gas (for fueling your car...not crystal's smellies)
- per laura right now on IM: "oxygen. we never thank oxygen. the list could be endless."
i guess she's right. way to ruin my entry momentum, laura.
on that note, i started thinking about some of the most underrated things in my life (i'm not listing the cheeasy things like fam, friend, etc...where do you think i am? in women's leadership class?). underrated = i forget to say "you rock my world" but without it i would die.
- chapstick
- IM (lately, gtalk)
- socks (and for that matter all underwear)
- gas (for fueling your car...not crystal's smellies)
- per laura right now on IM: "oxygen. we never thank oxygen. the list could be endless."
i guess she's right. way to ruin my entry momentum, laura.
Monday, January 15, 2007
Lamest Entry Ever
on my list of to-dos today:
- homework (writing a touchy feely paper about my skill sets)
- fix heater (why the f is it so cold these days? high in the 50s? brr.)
- talk shit to sd fans (go pats! tom brady is a hot robot.)
- figure out wtf to do with stupid c-webb on my fantasy team (pistons, huh)
- blog
yup, the ONLY reason i am blogging even without anything relevant to say is because it's on my list of to-dos. so - don't give me crap. i promise i won't add it to my paper of skill sets.
on a side note, did you know that "scaredy cat" is spelled this way? i google-imaged it and this is a picture that came up. made me laugh. gosh, i hate cats. makes me feel red-eyed just thinking about them. haha, what a lame cat:
- homework (writing a touchy feely paper about my skill sets)
- fix heater (why the f is it so cold these days? high in the 50s? brr.)
- talk shit to sd fans (go pats! tom brady is a hot robot.)
- figure out wtf to do with stupid c-webb on my fantasy team (pistons, huh)
- blog
yup, the ONLY reason i am blogging even without anything relevant to say is because it's on my list of to-dos. so - don't give me crap. i promise i won't add it to my paper of skill sets.
on a side note, did you know that "scaredy cat" is spelled this way? i google-imaged it and this is a picture that came up. made me laugh. gosh, i hate cats. makes me feel red-eyed just thinking about them. haha, what a lame cat:
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Sloppy
it's already day 4 of the winter quarter and i am...not paying attention. since it's my last quarter as an mba student, i figured it's about time i tried to pay attention to class and learn. but i'm already learning so much outside of class:
- i learned this week how to check out a book in a library at school (for hasmik, not me. i don't read). the kids these days...it's all self checkout and email reminders. so advanced.
- oh, i learned where the library was.
- i learned that i can't talk shit about annu (a classmate i seldomly see) on my blog. i saw him earlier this week and he said, "i read your blog. btw, how's your new truck?" i felt violated. just kidding.
- i learned that i am the owner of the most badass alarm clock ever. the power went out two mornings ago and my alarm still managed to buzz at me at my normal wake-up time.
- i learned what "seminal" means. i thought it was a dirty word.
hmm, this list sucks. i'm just distracted because i'm craving sloppy joe.
- i learned this week how to check out a book in a library at school (for hasmik, not me. i don't read). the kids these days...it's all self checkout and email reminders. so advanced.
- oh, i learned where the library was.
- i learned that i can't talk shit about annu (a classmate i seldomly see) on my blog. i saw him earlier this week and he said, "i read your blog. btw, how's your new truck?" i felt violated. just kidding.
- i learned that i am the owner of the most badass alarm clock ever. the power went out two mornings ago and my alarm still managed to buzz at me at my normal wake-up time.
- i learned what "seminal" means. i thought it was a dirty word.
hmm, this list sucks. i'm just distracted because i'm craving sloppy joe.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Happy 2007!
i love new years. it's always this nice turning point to start anew (dorky analogy: it's like fresh-start accounting every year!).
and i absolutely love the years where i am expecting a lot of change - mainly the graduation years. i think 2007 is going to be a good one...just need to figure out what i'm doing with my life, where i'm going to live, and according to granny's new years wishes - a boy. HA.
anyhoo, i hope you had a great start to 2007. new years is great for many reasons - most importantly, everyone always seem to have good drunken stories and great drunk dials to commemorate the moment.
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