In Da Spirit

a few of my classmates and i walked into westwood for an extended lunch today. we spotted dr. phil getting taped in one of those outdoorsy restaurants near cpk. i wanted to yell out, "i love you man!" but then i would be lying and that's no good since it's almost christmas.

Actress Slash Dart Champion

on friday night, i crashed the chanin holiday dinner at buffalo club. okay, maybe "crashed" isn't the exact word since i was actually invited as a guest, but seriously, i felt like one of those sketchy alumni who come back to their old frat to party with the new college kids. despite the initial weirdness, alisa made sure alcohol was a-flowin' to me and i got over it. it was great to see everyone...and for some reason, i was roped into doing an improv skit to make fun of my old boss peter. my memory is a bit foggy on what i actually said, but i remember skip (top dog) extending me an open invitation to chanin dinners for life...

and despite a massive hangover on saturday morning, i got up to go to the usc-ucla football game at the coliseum. of course, even after a tailgate and a broken heart (the trojans destroyed the bruins), i still persevered to the annual mit young alum holiday party at tim and tamra's house. initially, i proclaimed to james and tina that i was breaking up with my old boyfriend, booze, but i made up with him sometime soon thereafter and more fun was had. even though i didn't converse with a single new nerd at the party, i do remember my glorious comeback victory in drunken darts against tim and kevin.

so, ladies and gentlemen, this weekend's lesson: drink lots and you will find your hidden talents.

25th!

today was ellen's 25th anniversary as a comic. she played her first stand-up act on the tonight show with johnny carson. she was 27 at the time and ellen got all teary-eyed watching herself (so did i, but that's a side point). i wonder if in 25 years, i'm going to look back at my stupid blogs and cry at my youthful genius.

Alias Cancelled!

can i tell you how glad i was to hear this news? i mean this show jumped the shark 500 years ago!

i would make this blog entry longer, but i'm about to run to a wine club event. and yes, that counts as an academic club for my resume!

Frozen

after weeks of almost-too-hot weather, LA was hit was some pretty cold winds yesterday. though windy 50-degree weather doesn't seem too low for those of you east-coasters, but hey, it's all relative. we were waiting outside of this new club called mood in hollywood last night, and the little street vender guy was selling flowers per usual...and fake leather gloves! despite the fact i wondered where the heck he busted out such an inventory of gloves, it goes to prove how cold it was here yesterday.

anyhoo, i've been asked to update on few items:
- the latest word i taught my japanese study group mate is "brown-noser"
- bob, though he is battling a left eye infection, is still alive (oh, left is from his point of view)
- food of weekend was: ham, stuffing, gravy sandwiches in semi-sweet rolls
- quote of the weekend (from alice): "banana republic is a victim of obesity" (we were discussing banana's bigger-than-normal / make-people-feel-better sizing scheme)
- and, the answer to the #1 question: yes, i'm still single, but i've narrowed the field down to 20 boys, it's all good.

***oh, for those of you who complained that i changed the comment settings on this blog, it was so that the retard spams won't pop up. but i changed it back so anyone can comment, but you have to do those word verification thingies. i hope that works better!

Seeing Triple

what a crazy weekend. there was lots of bbq-ing, 85 degree weather, dancing...man, i'm pooped. so on friday night, i went to the superdiamond concert in hollywood with some anderson kids and bethie. my school friends were quick to tell me how funny i was the night before at the international beer bust. towards the end of the night, while drunk, i went to play IM flag football. the whole team was pretty drunk, but apparently, there were several plays where i was playing offense when i should be on defense, talked trash to some undergrad, and forgot to put my flags back on. i tried to play off my drunkenness with "i was just running some diagonal routes!" but i think my friends figured me out. needless to say, our team lost.

Mmm...Beer

so i'm sitting in my finance class blogging. we're not allowed to have our computers out, but hey, i'm talented and really bored.

so, this afternoon, we're having the "international beer bust," essentially a festival featuring international foods, music, performances...and of course, beer. there are about seven korean kids in our first year class and we're grillin' up some galbi. but the more interesting thing is that the indian group is doing a dance and was lacking a few girls...so i'm dancing. yes, me and my uncoordinated self is dancing. well, at least beer makes me more limber.

oh, continuing on my sorority love, i just met the nice alumni couple who is funding my anderson education. one of the first things she said to me was, "did you know we're sisters!?!?!? i'm so glad we can offer a fellowship to a fellow alphi phi!" i was speechless.

btw, my finance prof is hilarious. he says "crap" or "shit" every other sentence. i told my classmates that i would buy beer for whoever gets him to say the f-word.

Say Cheese

my morning commute, which takes about 45 minutes, is like a grand tour of LA. i leave glendale to drive through hollywood, right by the hollywood bowl, hollywood / highland area (kodak theatre, jimmy kimmel show location, grauman's chinese theatre...), sunset strip, beverly hills, and then to school. on the days i leave a bit late, i always drive by tourists walking around, looking at the stars on the sidewalk, taking pictures, etc.

this morning, i almost spit out my coffee when i saw this group of asians intensely taking pictures of this asian middle-aged woman posing with someone dressed up as spiderman. after the pictures, "spiderman" picked up the lady just for fun, and the asian group, with this frieghtened looks on their faces, backed away slowly...like this woman had been taken hostage. i don't know. i'm not doing justice to the scene that i witnessed. it was hilarious.

on a side note, isn't it so stupid when people use headsets on cell phones but feel the necessity to hold up the mic right up to their mouths? so much for hands free...

Secret's Out

over the weekend, at a party with bschool friends, i spotted this girl from mit i hadn't seen in four years. carolyn, who lives in nyc, was visiting one of my bschool friends...and they happen to know each other from a past job. small world.

anyhoo, i was hanging out with her for a while, and a few friends came up to us, so i introduced her.

"this is carolyn, a friend from mit. we used to live together and i hadn't seen her in forever. she was actually visiting geoff and i just ran into her!"
"awesome! were you guys roommates?"
"oooh, no. uh...we just lived in the same house."
"oh. how many people were in the house?"
"like 60."
"oh. and you guys knew each other?"
"well, it was...um..."
"...were you in a sorority?!?!?!?!?!"
"uh..."
"HAHAHAHAHA, that's the funniest thing i've ever heard!"

Bladder Situation

on my way home from school today (where everyone looked like zombies after last night's 4-hour open bar halloween party), i stopped at the brewco to hang with jenn and have a beer. then, i realized that i had to get home for dinner with the parental units, so even though i sorta had to pee, i decided to dash to the car and get on my way home.

about 10 minutes into the drive, i realize, oh man, i REALLY have to pee now. but alas, i'm stuck in friday night traffic. so i decide to phone lil sis to check on her...and distract myself. while talking to her, i decide that there's no way i'm making it all the way home in this traffic and try to get off the freeway. i frantically swerve towards the exit and i finally make it off to find that there is no gas station in sight.

after about what seemed like 100 long mofo blocks, within which i have a little sneezing attack...holy crap, sneezing = not friendly to the full bladder...i reach a chevron. i jump out of the car and run in to find the bathroom door that says, "customers only. please bring your purchases to the cashier." i pick up the first thing i see, a vitamin water, and go to the front, only to be greeted by 10 retarded high school punks dressed up for halloween...and each of them paying for their stupid pack of gum or bag of chips with a credit card!

i finally get to the front of the line to ask for the key, and the cashier claims that someone else is in the bathroom and i must wait. i go to the bathroom and knock furiously and some dude answers, "un momento!" Un momento my ass! he's in there for another like five minutes (by this time, i can't even walk straight) and he FINALLY comes out of the bathroom...with a GNASTY stank behind him. but i bear through...

i literally peed for two straight minutes at a constant high volume flow rate. i felt like i lost 30 pounds. i gave a sheepish grin to the cashier and i bounced from the joint.

i get back in my car and call back my sis to tell her about my pee saga.
me: "i thought i was going to die!"
yuj: "what an obituary that would've been: death from bladder poppage."

Boo

so, in the middle of rush hour, on santa monica blvd. in hollywood, i drove past (really really slowly, stupid LA traffic!) a totally random hitchhiker. she was a white, semi-heavy lady, probably in her 50's...very neighborly looking person. i hesitated and thought about giving her a ride, but hey, it's almost halloween...i mean, WHAT IF...WHAT IF!

i wanted to be martha stewart for halloween, but i don't think i have enough time to pick up a poncho, a blond wig, or an ankle bracklet this week...darn. oh well, i'll just have to sluttify some other profession.

Thirsty

the blog-entry frequency has dropped some, but it's due to my retardedly busy schedule ever since school started. i mean, classes, homework, group work, etc, takes a crapload of time and then you add things like IM sports, tailgating, wine club, happy hours...well, that's my excuse.

the most notable thing that happened was in my marketing class few days ago. i brought in a dc (diet coke) without a lid. since i sit in the back row, i was dozin' a little...and then totally tipped my full glass over...all over my friend sitting next to me. the ice splattered against the table made such a loud noise (along with the fact my friend was swapping out her wet chair and i sprinted out of the classroom to get some paper towels), the professor stopped his lecture to ask if everything was alright. then right after, i put the cup on the floor (with about a 1/4 of the dc left) and about 10 minutes later, i accidentally kicked it and spilled the rest on the floor.

the running comments thereafter: "sauj, don't worry, you can sit next to me, i brought my umbrella" or "sauj, where's the cap on that water!?!?!?!" or "sauj, you thirsty?"

Sniff

why is sunday night so good on abc? extreme makeover: home edition, dh, and grey's anatomy? that's a power trio. and yes, i cry at extreme makeover...every time.

Jumbo Sauj

i went to the crazy fun ucla-cal game last night. bruins came back to win in this close game and i lost my voice. they had oversold the student section so they pushed the overflow kids down to the rich people's section...and i ended up on the FIRST row at the 40 yard line right behind our players. i guess i made nice with the the cameraman was right in front of us because he put me on the jumbotron three times! i kept getting calls from friends in other parts of the stand: "dude, lookin' good!" oooh yeah.

speaking of looking good, i went to a brazilian bbq place with some friends on friday night. i decided i want to be a samba dancer...they can mooooove.

Conan for President

my first week of real classes has come to an end. THANK GOD. my brain seems to have rusted over and it's really hard for me to do basic things such as...read. sad.

anyhoo, i hope everyone got to watch conan last night. he had u2 on...how is bono still so sexy? my favorite line from conan's intro, "tonight, we have the ireland's pride. i'm talking about me."

oh, so i got made fun because i watch two and a half men. i really think it's one of the funniest sitcoms on tv. steph told me that shannon's dad likes the show too. i'm glad to have a show buddy like papa spoon.