Woah-Man

there's an article in the economist this week regarding the difference between sexes. the studies show that the brains of the sexes are wired differently...blah blah blah...

"another proposal to explain the lack of women professors of maths and sciences is that even if there is little or no difference in average ability, there might be differences in the variation around this average, with more men found in the tails of the distribution curve and fewer in the middle. in other words, among males there are more idiots and more prodigies."

to my guy buddies, which category do you think you fall in? well, you're wrong. hehe.

have a great weekend, buddies...

*i posted again cause afty think tina's request was bs.

Afternoon Lull

come 3 pm-ish everyday, someone in the office comes by and says, "if i make coffee, will you have some?" and duh, my answer is usually yes. but to keep things real, i try to mix up my responses.

holla!
booooyah.
word.
surely shirley.
...

just now, unknowingly, i responded "score!" i mean, who does that post early 1990's? maybe i'm subsconsciously retro-fabulous and getting ready to bring wayne's world terminology back. swiiiing.

*per tina's comment regarding the over-saturated blogging frequency, yours truly will attempt to cut back down. sauj only exists to serve her customers. and friends.

Almost Friday Dumb Thoughts

fyi. ingrediants in the beef jerky i am currently consuming includes:

- beef (oh good)
- brown sugar
- water
- salt
- vinegar
- ground black pepper
- garlic powder
and
- papaya juice

who knew?

oh, all the scary stuff from this morning's news about heathrow and terrorists has sparked many interviews from all sorts of experts. the one that caught my attention is an expert in "asymmetric threat studies at the swedish national defence college in stockholm". whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa? is there an expert in "symmetric threat studies" as well?

i don't want to hear it. i know that was dumb.

Letter to My BFF

dear beef jerky,

thank you for existing, oh so dependable friend of mine. i know we don't talk nearly enough, but in emergency situations of "sudden hunger," you have been and are always there for me. i know i can always turn to you for help. you're not flashy, you're not sexy (not everyone can be a ritz cracker)...but in the words of christina aguilera, you are beautiful no matter what they say.

i heart you, my steak-to-go.

your friend,
sauj

Gangsta Deep Thoughts

this morning on the radio, a reporter was talking about the decreasing crime rate in compton, a scary LA city that has 57 gangs with about 8,000 members. the report interviewed the police, local residents, etc. to get their opinions on what they thought was the reason for the decline in crime. my favorite one with a local:

question: "why do you think the number of drive-bys have gone down? do you think the police department is doing a better job?"
answer: "no way. it's the gas prices, man. with no gas, you ain't doing no drive-by."

Beep!

just now, billy wrote me an email that says blah blah blah and then "gotta take a mandatory rest break now...or the computer will beep and yell at me." he's serious! the company he's interning this summer forces breaks away from the computer.

i think that's a great idea. we shouldn't get so caught up in something for hours and hours...not good for your health.

so, what would that be for me then? take mandatory breaks from IMing? from all the alt-tabbing? oh, i got it. the computer should beep at me every hour to do some freakin' work and take a break from all the putzing around.

beep! yeah yeah.

Smells...Like...

on a warm summer workday, two things happen: 1) my office is way colder than usual (i'm looking for maintanence man hector to sos come rescuuuuue me) and 2) the elevator stinks like some g-nasty b.o. so, it's a catch 22, you see. i don't want to stay in the office and become a little popicle stick nor do i want to bear the one-minute elevator ride to go outside and thaw...the ride just makes me totally lose my appetite. even for my little bentos.

so, what do i do? i walk around the office, shoot the shit with peeps. i hear about one guy's pursuit of a music career (i told him i believe he'll make it big one day). i hear about a gal's trip to the farmer's market (i empathized about the decreasing size of avocados these days). then, the assistant lady gives me a gem that distracts me for a good 10 minutes - the uber detailed company retreat schedule.

the company that i'm with this summer is going on a three-day retreat to some lake in the moutains. the company = the partners plus associates less summer intern (me). since i'm officially done with my summer internship in less than three weeks, it definitely is a good call on their part not to waste any bonding dough on me.

but this retreat is awesome. filled with massages, biking, fishing, etc., i feel like it would be a trip i would've really enjoyed. there's even a slot of "campfire w/ smores" and "wine and cheese boat cruise"...even "cocktails on the patio"!!! i mean, bonding over smores with 10 white men...sounds like the perfect getaway to me. just kidding.

i'm jealous yet i'm excited about being left alone for three whole days. i'll have plenty of time for me to go outside and thaw on third street restaurant patios. and for that, i will even deal with the smelly 'vators. anybody wanna come play in SM in the next few days?

Fly With Me

you would think after a whole weekend, i'd have SOME fun material with which to entertain you. but alas, you be wrong. i went to pinnacle peak, a steak restaurant in san dimas, for the first time in a while. the place occupies an "large person" to normal-sized person ratio of about 2:1. there's nothing like a steakhouse in the inland empire to make you feel small, fit, and agile.

speaking of restaurants, elissa is calling around for reservations for orientation section dinners right now. she just called hard rock at universal and they answered the phone, "how can i rock your world?"

i think i need to spice up my phone greeting. any suggestions? i was thinking of going with, "this is saujin, the wind beneath your wings."

Last Words for the Week

while i was writing the last entry, some building dude came in screaming in his walkie talkie, "10-4!". i said, "dude, what's 10-4 really mean?" he said, "haha, look it up"

according to urban dictionary, it either means, "acknowledgement of a statement" or "a big ass ugly lady."

speaking of...why is there a silent "b" in words like "bomb" or "dumb"??? is it always silent? i think i'm going to bring the b out of its shell. from now on phrases from my mouth will include:
"you are getting dum-BER" or "what ever happened to the uni-bom-BER?"

i'm a trend setter. a trailblazer. watch it.

Veggies Do Your Body Good

when afty IMs me, his first line has always been, "eat more rutebegas!!!"

i asked him recently to change it up...and now he's busted out "eat more carrots!!!" or "eat more lettuce!!!" etc. i told him that he's going to run out of veggies soon and his challenge was to not repeat. he said, "no problem, there are a million vegetables out there"...

then i wondered. so with the help of katie's google / wikipedia / counting skills, we have landed the following:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_vegetables

according to katie: "178, give or take 2." sorry afty.

"eat more elephant garlic!!!"

Result: Still Not Funny (But Let Me Be)

still bored and ran across an email from my good friend misty, stuck in bumblepoop, new mexico....engineering something like a good little nerd that she is. we were talking about her and willets' men and how they're kinda old (mid 30's / early 40's).

misty's deep thought: "i recommend the old men....better in bed generally. :)"

maybe it's time to revive the bar nights in ireland last year...when nora dubbed me, "anna nicole yi."

(...for talking to old dudes...only talking! rrrrrr)

Vocab Lesson for Moi

lil sis writes me today to tell me how her "soul is dying" and her "spirits are down" due to her crazy work. i know in "religious" settings, a total person is described by their body, soul (mind), and spirit...but i wanted to be clear on the definitions so i looked it up:

soul = the immaterial part of a person; the actuating cause of an individual life
spirit = the vital principle or animating force within living things

so i guess yuj is much smarter than me. i would've just said, "me = no likey work."

oh, this reminds me of the S-A-R structure that Anderson has taught us to use in our resumes. so basically, every bullet to describe what you did at your old jobs is supposed to show i) situation; ii) action, and iii) result. so let me boil down this blog entry for you.

S - i'm bored and wanted to blog but had nothing interesting to say
A - i just looked at the top thing on my desktop, which was baby yi's messages and tried to write about it
R - this entry...totally random, not funny, semi-serious (totally un-sauj-like). and what sucks the most = i'm still bored.

dang it.

LA Story

i just went outside to grab a turkey wrap and smoothie for lunch. in front of the building, while i was staring at a homeless guy harrass a bunch of teenage girls in their little colorful bikinis, i almost got run over by a guy in his swimming trucks and flip flops...with a yoga mat on his back...riding his bike equipped with a surfboard and rack...talking on his cellphone.

go LA! yuj, come back already.

Still Amazed...

the poem still has me in disbelief...how bored i must have been to write such a brilliantly retarded piece of literary work.

in any case, a few of you have mentioned your favorite natural phenomenon so i thought i'd share before i forget.

- waterfall
- grand canyon
- tornado
- tsunami
- me

tee hee. flirt flirt. just kidding...that last one is from papa yi.

ESL Excuse

it always makes me laugh when my friends tell me things i used to do back in the day. hazzy saved and dug up a poem i wrote her in high school, and i must say, my poetic skills needed a little help before i was at par with my homeboy shakespeare.

I am Hasmik and I think I am cool
Because I always study 9 hrs afterschool
Calculus and Bio always excites me
But dang Alejandra won't let me be
Bio questions are the best
But IDs definitely beat the rest
I think I know how to breathe in and out
I can be a fob without a doubt
I will die if I don't watch melrose
Maybe because I am a boz
I love Phoebe on Friends-she rocks
I am glad her smelly cat won't hit me with a sock
I can beat anyone since I can bowl
I hate Republicans especially Dole
I can't ever pass the Literacy test
Finished that would leave me stressed
I am glad I got no zits
If I met Brad Pitt, having them would be the pits
Julia Roberts is the bomb
No one better mess with my mom
I love Calc because Saujin is there
But her dang songs I can't stand to bear!!

yes, there's a lot of inside jokes in this thang, but wtf. was i in kindergarten? and who is this alejandra? i think i have an early form of "all-timers." i think i need to go get some "napoleon" ice cream.

give me an E, E!
give me an S, S!
give me an L, L!
what's that spell? sauj.