Last night at a Starbucks in the upper East side, sat 2 couples showcasing extreme PDA. I, did not appreciate it because it was 1) not cute and 2) almost full on porn.
These kids were young-- say late tweens early 20's. They ordered 2 venti somethings and a cheesecake. I don't really understand feeding your significant other food -- but that's how they were. The bf would feed the girl a bite of cheesecake and then kiss her on the cheek. Another bite, 2 smooches and so on and so forth. I wanted to pull my hair out. His free hand was actually in the vicinity of her crotch and I was just thinking '2 ventis + cheesecake, they could've used that money to get a room...'
seriously!
Sigh, young folks know not of the value of money these days.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Magic 8 Ball
Sell! Buy! Sell! Buy!
I've been seesawing for the past year on whether or not to sell my place. The locations great -- next to the subway (and subway sandwich shop), park, grocery store, 7-11 and a million and 1 eateries.
So why sell? Mortgage is killin me. I've been breaking even every month for the past 13 months and still in debt. Lol~
I've been lucky enough to squeeze a trip here and there, but as I'm getting close to my 30's, I'd like to stop this trend of living paycheck to paycheck.
I hear the real estate market is going up again and its a good time to sell... here's the kicker: Where the heck am I going to live? It's me + dog and not all places here rent out to tenants with pets. Should I buy again and go through all the paper work, bank statements, interior designers BS again!?
I asked the IT guy (whose knowledge of the real estate market is just as up to date as his own calling) and he suggested I move to Bali. Not Bali, Indonesia, but the Bali that's 30mins north of the city, that's not really near a subway or grocery store or civilization, but great for hot springs and relaxation!
I'm already a hermit living in the city -- I can't be a hermit living out in booneyland.
>_<"
I hate seesaws.
I've been seesawing for the past year on whether or not to sell my place. The locations great -- next to the subway (and subway sandwich shop), park, grocery store, 7-11 and a million and 1 eateries.
So why sell? Mortgage is killin me. I've been breaking even every month for the past 13 months and still in debt. Lol~
I've been lucky enough to squeeze a trip here and there, but as I'm getting close to my 30's, I'd like to stop this trend of living paycheck to paycheck.
I hear the real estate market is going up again and its a good time to sell... here's the kicker: Where the heck am I going to live? It's me + dog and not all places here rent out to tenants with pets. Should I buy again and go through all the paper work, bank statements, interior designers BS again!?
I asked the IT guy (whose knowledge of the real estate market is just as up to date as his own calling) and he suggested I move to Bali. Not Bali, Indonesia, but the Bali that's 30mins north of the city, that's not really near a subway or grocery store or civilization, but great for hot springs and relaxation!
I'm already a hermit living in the city -- I can't be a hermit living out in booneyland.
>_<"
I hate seesaws.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Table For One + Dog
As Debby is off in Europe living the champagne wishes and caviar dreams life, I am about 2 blocks from my apt, sitting at an outdoor cafe, enjoying my iced coffee(mostly likely made from powder, but still delish!) and basking in the very weird 82 degrees weather.
Le Paris, Yong He is not, but the many scooters parked along the street has it's own charm. The only thing I can do without are the yappy lil dogs at the next table over.
Le Paris, Yong He is not, but the many scooters parked along the street has it's own charm. The only thing I can do without are the yappy lil dogs at the next table over.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Phuket
my phuket trip in a nutshell. there's pics of le beach on le facebook.
bali (keeping fingers crossed) may be next!
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Sigh
I need a massage el pronto.
sigh.
On a sad note, my company blocked fb. I hear messenger is next.
sigh.
sigh.
On a sad note, my company blocked fb. I hear messenger is next.
sigh.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Thursday, November 04, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Herbal Essence
I have the urge to drop everything and backpack throughout Europe. But then movies like "hostel" and "the human centipede" have freaked me out to a point of no return. Maybe I'll stick to SE Asia and the white sandy beaches.
Phukett in December!
Phukett in December!
Monday, October 11, 2010
The story that never happened..
The story that never happened -- goes a little like this:
6 friends were hanging out a bar on a Saturday night. They had take out delivered straight to the bar (never knew you could do that huh?) and Friend X tells a story of how a boy had wronged her. Now, being the supportive friends we were, wanted to kick some ass. We knew the boy that wronged her was at a bar 4 blocks yonder so we rallied up the troops and made our way over.
A lot of shit talking was made enroute and continued when we got there. But alas, even after all the instigating and 'peer pressure', nothing happened. Zip, zilch, none. Beers were finished and the 6 friends walked out of that place like losers.
hMm..
6 friends were hanging out a bar on a Saturday night. They had take out delivered straight to the bar (never knew you could do that huh?) and Friend X tells a story of how a boy had wronged her. Now, being the supportive friends we were, wanted to kick some ass. We knew the boy that wronged her was at a bar 4 blocks yonder so we rallied up the troops and made our way over.
A lot of shit talking was made enroute and continued when we got there. But alas, even after all the instigating and 'peer pressure', nothing happened. Zip, zilch, none. Beers were finished and the 6 friends walked out of that place like losers.
hMm..
Monday, September 06, 2010
I miss ..
I heard the scuffle sounds as I walked towards the gym. I could feel my heart beat faster -- as if it was opening game night and we had home court advantage. Needless to say, I missed it. The sleek, glistening hardwood flooring, touch of the leather ball and the nothing but net, swoosh-- brought me back to the good ol days.
And today was the day I drove all over town. From my place to downtown for brunch then to the National Palace Musuem then back into town for dinner then to the south side to shop at the mega Ikea store and finally back home. Yes, I miss driving!!!
If parking weren't such bitch (and hella expensive), I'd totally consider getting a car. Sigh..
And today was the day I drove all over town. From my place to downtown for brunch then to the National Palace Musuem then back into town for dinner then to the south side to shop at the mega Ikea store and finally back home. Yes, I miss driving!!!
If parking weren't such bitch (and hella expensive), I'd totally consider getting a car. Sigh..
Friday, August 27, 2010
Say Wha?!
HOLLER!
is the word that can describe the 'eureka' moment i just had.
i, being the dumbass, accidentally upgraded my iphone software to the latest 4.0.2 -- which meant that i couldn't download the 'jailbreakme' software. so after numerous searches, i found a link where this guy gave a brilliant tutorial on how to downgrade your software.
bada-bing~ i'm now using 4.0.1! time to jailbreak this badass!
is the word that can describe the 'eureka' moment i just had.
i, being the dumbass, accidentally upgraded my iphone software to the latest 4.0.2 -- which meant that i couldn't download the 'jailbreakme' software. so after numerous searches, i found a link where this guy gave a brilliant tutorial on how to downgrade your software.
bada-bing~ i'm now using 4.0.1! time to jailbreak this badass!
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Nancy SMASH!
Road rage level has increased (surprisingly).
This morning, enroute to work, bunch of dumbasses were scootering pretty slow. As in leaving a huge ass space between them and a bus (that was at least 10 yards ahead) and blocking the folks behind.
STUPID mofos.
Whatever.
Then this lady literally cuts me off -- into a gas station. I was on the inside lane and did not appreciate the sudden serve to the right without warning. This ain't no QB sweep lady.
I'm sure she heard me yell "USE YOUR FUCKIN BLINKERS!" through my face mask.
Later at nite, while waiting for the subway, instead of spreading throughout the cars, bitchasses crammed by the doors thus making it impossible for others (ie ME) to get in.
I'm starting to hate Taiwanese people again...
This morning, enroute to work, bunch of dumbasses were scootering pretty slow. As in leaving a huge ass space between them and a bus (that was at least 10 yards ahead) and blocking the folks behind.
STUPID mofos.
Whatever.
Then this lady literally cuts me off -- into a gas station. I was on the inside lane and did not appreciate the sudden serve to the right without warning. This ain't no QB sweep lady.
I'm sure she heard me yell "USE YOUR FUCKIN BLINKERS!" through my face mask.
Later at nite, while waiting for the subway, instead of spreading throughout the cars, bitchasses crammed by the doors thus making it impossible for others (ie ME) to get in.
I'm starting to hate Taiwanese people again...
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
8/18 ∙ Taipei ∙ Home
OCD, perfectionist or ...?
spent an hour (out of 4) at the production house racking my brain on the simplest detail for a company video: formatting the title pages
original format:
Kaohsiung: 3/10 Dreams
1st draft:
高雄: 3/10 Dreams
2nd draft:
Mar 10th, Kaohsiung Dreams
3rd draft:
10 Mar, Kaohsiung Dreams
4th draft:
3/10 . Kaohsiung . Dreams
Final draft:
3/10 ∙ Kaohsiung ∙ Dreams
major props to the editor and agency folks for bearing with me.
they must think i'm insane. sigh~
spent an hour (out of 4) at the production house racking my brain on the simplest detail for a company video: formatting the title pages
original format:
Kaohsiung: 3/10 Dreams
1st draft:
高雄: 3/10 Dreams
2nd draft:
Mar 10th, Kaohsiung Dreams
3rd draft:
10 Mar, Kaohsiung Dreams
4th draft:
3/10 . Kaohsiung . Dreams
Final draft:
3/10 ∙ Kaohsiung ∙ Dreams
major props to the editor and agency folks for bearing with me.
they must think i'm insane. sigh~
Monday, August 02, 2010
hoo-ha
Finally taught Monga how the ride the scooter over the weekend.
I don't think she actually learned, as I still have to drag her ass onto it. Plus, I have to set my left leg as a rail for her to lean on and right leg to prevent her from flying off. I'm guessing this is the first time in her doggie life that's been on scooter, so needless to say, she freaked out. And what does she do when she's freaked out and trapped on a moving scooter? She looks at me for comfort. But in her position, she's more or less facing my hoo-ha -- yes, its exactly how it sounds.
Uncomfortable? You betcha. The kicker. Its a million degrees now and since she's all fur, the only way for her to cool down is to pant, which leads to drool -- onto my crotch.
I don't think she actually learned, as I still have to drag her ass onto it. Plus, I have to set my left leg as a rail for her to lean on and right leg to prevent her from flying off. I'm guessing this is the first time in her doggie life that's been on scooter, so needless to say, she freaked out. And what does she do when she's freaked out and trapped on a moving scooter? She looks at me for comfort. But in her position, she's more or less facing my hoo-ha -- yes, its exactly how it sounds.
Uncomfortable? You betcha. The kicker. Its a million degrees now and since she's all fur, the only way for her to cool down is to pant, which leads to drool -- onto my crotch.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Crazy in love
At Volar, aka Plush, setting up deco for an 'i heart ny' event later. As I came up the escalator, memories of partyroom came flooding back -- not to mention all those nites dropping it like it's hot here. Seems like a lifetime ago...
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Blah~
Current mood described by an old skool slogan:
How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie roll pop?
The world may never know~
How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie roll pop?
The world may never know~
Tuesday, June 08, 2010
Sunday, June 06, 2010
Fong Da Coffee
Coffee connoisseur I am not, I just know what I like.
Some decisions are just that easy to make.
No need to over think, over analyze, over expect.
"1 hazelnut latte please"
Some decisions are just that easy to make.
No need to over think, over analyze, over expect.
"1 hazelnut latte please"
Friday, June 04, 2010
What Real Women Expect From Men
Taken from Esquire mag.
At 18:
He should be compassionate, at least. There have to be some teenage boys with compassion!
He should be good with the parents.
He should have a goal.
He should know how to whittle wood.
We don't expect very much, to be honest.
At 27:
He should be reliable.
He shouldn't rely on text messaging as a tool of courtship.
He should have a "way" about him.
He should have traveled the world.
He should know how to cook one thing really well.
He should have a political affiliation.
He should, every now and then, substitute a light beer with Scotch on the rocks.
He should behave as if his mother raised him correctly — even if she didn't.
At 35:
He should not have a belly.
He should have decided on a sexual preference.
He should possess the thoughtfulness required to help a mom with a stroller and two kids up the stairs.
He should not have mommy issues.
He should have moved on from pickup lines to conversation starters.
He should want the party to end at some point.
At 44:
He should be a real partner.
He should still be eager to learn.
He should be able to sing along to all the songs on Boston's first album.
He should be financially secure.
He should understand the importance of jewelry in a woman's life.
He should take out the garbage without being asked.
He should be sexy.
He should be a gentleman.
At 53:
He should work out.
He should smell like something: aftershave or cologne.
He should know politics.
He should be faithful.
He should like Bob Dylan.
He should dance.
He should not be addicted to his work.
He should admit his mistakes.
At 18:
He should be compassionate, at least. There have to be some teenage boys with compassion!
He should be good with the parents.
He should have a goal.
He should know how to whittle wood.
We don't expect very much, to be honest.
At 27:
He should be reliable.
He shouldn't rely on text messaging as a tool of courtship.
He should have a "way" about him.
He should have traveled the world.
He should know how to cook one thing really well.
He should have a political affiliation.
He should, every now and then, substitute a light beer with Scotch on the rocks.
He should behave as if his mother raised him correctly — even if she didn't.
At 35:
He should not have a belly.
He should have decided on a sexual preference.
He should possess the thoughtfulness required to help a mom with a stroller and two kids up the stairs.
He should not have mommy issues.
He should have moved on from pickup lines to conversation starters.
He should want the party to end at some point.
At 44:
He should be a real partner.
He should still be eager to learn.
He should be able to sing along to all the songs on Boston's first album.
He should be financially secure.
He should understand the importance of jewelry in a woman's life.
He should take out the garbage without being asked.
He should be sexy.
He should be a gentleman.
At 53:
He should work out.
He should smell like something: aftershave or cologne.
He should know politics.
He should be faithful.
He should like Bob Dylan.
He should dance.
He should not be addicted to his work.
He should admit his mistakes.
Friday, May 28, 2010
Eye of the Tiger
small burst of motivation came when i saw sharon's status on fb -- she lost 6 lbs in a week, gained 4 lbs of muscles and i'm thinkin its due to this new workout craze, p90x.
yes, i'm a bit tempted to buy the whole 13 DVD set for 3 easy payments of 39.95 (not including shipping & handling). but as i mentioned this 'splurge' to my coworker, she simply went 'you have a gym membership.. just go workout'. touche~
i've heard if you've maintained your high school weight, you're in pretty good shape. 'don't believe everything you hear' would be a good lesson cuz i'm about 1..2..3..4..5 would be lying-- 12, 12 lbs heavier than i was back in hs.
whateva. i love food too much. we'll see how long this 'motivation' lasts. roaaaarrr~
yes, i'm a bit tempted to buy the whole 13 DVD set for 3 easy payments of 39.95 (not including shipping & handling). but as i mentioned this 'splurge' to my coworker, she simply went 'you have a gym membership.. just go workout'. touche~
i've heard if you've maintained your high school weight, you're in pretty good shape. 'don't believe everything you hear' would be a good lesson cuz i'm about 1..2..3..4..5 would be lying-- 12, 12 lbs heavier than i was back in hs.
whateva. i love food too much. we'll see how long this 'motivation' lasts. roaaaarrr~
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Off The Beaten Path
This past weekend, I took a short trip down to the dirrty south, was a beach bum for [that long] and just followed the road to wherever it led.
I don't know why, but I kept humming 'renagade! da dumm'... must've been the ocean breeze.
I don't know why, but I kept humming 'renagade! da dumm'... must've been the ocean breeze.
Monday, May 17, 2010
M for Monga
brought Monga to visit grandma yesterday.
First thing that grandma said?
"why did you get a dog instead of a bf?"
-____-
First thing that grandma said?
"why did you get a dog instead of a bf?"
-____-
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Smells like teen spirit
I don't know what that word is when you see folks from 7-8 years ago still doing the same thing. Let me be more specific. Last night at a work related event, I bumped into a crowd of clubbers that I've known from once upon a time. I'm not hating or anything -- maybe a tad bit envious. Envious at how their lifestyles haven't changed or that they're living like it's 1999. Or maybe they are the lucky ones that stumbled on to a path that was meant for them.
I'm sitting outside a starbucks, people watching, sipping my overpriced hazelnut latte and blogging -- life ain't too shabby despite all the shit that's always goin on. I gotta say, not much has changed. Still thinking about the future. Still day dreaming about that one fine day. Still looking forward to that moment where I'll have the balls to fuck everything and travel the world, aka, mexico.
I'm sitting outside a starbucks, people watching, sipping my overpriced hazelnut latte and blogging -- life ain't too shabby despite all the shit that's always goin on. I gotta say, not much has changed. Still thinking about the future. Still day dreaming about that one fine day. Still looking forward to that moment where I'll have the balls to fuck everything and travel the world, aka, mexico.
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Obasan
I think Asian parents are funny -- in the sense that they say the darnest things.
Couple weeks ago, I called my Mom, aka obasan (not to be confused with Obama) to wish her a happy birthday:
Me: O-ba-san, happy birthday ah! Btw, you're a grandma now!
Obasan: Yeah, I saw the pictures... she's so ugly and big!
Me: -___-
Obasan: Why did you get a dog instead of a boyfriend?
Me: -___-
Obasan: You're almost 30! When are you going to get married?
Me: -___-
Obasan: Don't you want to get married?
Me: -___-
Obasan: Aren't you lonely?
Me: -___-
Obasan: How's your job going? Stable?
Me: -___-
Obasan: When are you coming back to the states?
Me: -___-
Obasan: blah blah taxes blah blah boyfriend blah blah blah...
Point of the story? Never call your parents.
Couple weeks ago, I called my Mom, aka obasan (not to be confused with Obama) to wish her a happy birthday:
Me: O-ba-san, happy birthday ah! Btw, you're a grandma now!
Obasan: Yeah, I saw the pictures... she's so ugly and big!
Me: -___-
Obasan: Why did you get a dog instead of a boyfriend?
Me: -___-
Obasan: You're almost 30! When are you going to get married?
Me: -___-
Obasan: Don't you want to get married?
Me: -___-
Obasan: Aren't you lonely?
Me: -___-
Obasan: How's your job going? Stable?
Me: -___-
Obasan: When are you coming back to the states?
Me: -___-
Obasan: blah blah taxes blah blah boyfriend blah blah blah...
Point of the story? Never call your parents.
Friday, April 23, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
林寶珠
B/c of you:
My life pretty much revolves around the stupid mortgage.
Adios random trips.
Savings account? HA~
And now...
Taxes
Bdays
Weddings
Muther Effer! #)(*$*#($%#$)
My life pretty much revolves around the stupid mortgage.
Adios random trips.
Savings account? HA~
And now...
Taxes
Bdays
Weddings
Muther Effer! #)(*$*#($%#$)
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Next~
Events. Check.
Mortgage. Check.
Bills. Check.
Multiple Naps. Check.
Next item on list?
Beach. Beach. Beach.
Mortgage. Check.
Bills. Check.
Multiple Naps. Check.
Next item on list?
Beach. Beach. Beach.
Thursday, April 08, 2010
Plitter, Platter
I don't know if its the Seattleite in me, but I LOVE walking in the rain without an umbrella. Take note that folks from Seattle don't really use'em. You can usually spot an out of towner holdin one.
On my way back from work yesterday, it poured. The kid in me started to get excited -- but only for a second cuz according to urban legend, its acid rain here in the motherland.
Me no likey bald spots.
On my way back from work yesterday, it poured. The kid in me started to get excited -- but only for a second cuz according to urban legend, its acid rain here in the motherland.
Me no likey bald spots.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Fat
Obviously the writer has not lived/worked in Asia...
Please click the lime colored link => Stress = fat
Please click the lime colored link => Stress = fat
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Cha-Ching
I was catching up with Amanda earlier this week and she mentioned how great it would be to win the lottery. Um, hell ya to that! Then the musical chimes kicked in and I started to day dream about 'what if I won the lottery!?'
I'm a 'realistic day dreamer', so let's say I hit the million dollar (US$) jackpot.
First things first, stupid house = stupid mortgage. Check.
What do I do with 750k? I'ma buy another house -- this time in America. Check.
Yes, I'm aware 750K can't get me shit in New York, Chicago, SF... so might as well stick to what you know. Seattle, it's not like you're the last kid picked for dodgeball, its just compared to the other cities, you're more of a 'value for money' type location.
I'm single. I don't really need a house-house with front and back yards that I know will just be a communal shitting ground for the neighborhood dogs. So I'm opting for a loft. I'm guessing 500k? Check.
Sweet, 250k left. Do I invest? Psh, this is freakin day dream so of course I'm gonna piss it all away on crap I don't need.
George Foreman Grill. Check.
TiVo. Check.
Snuggie. Check.
Hello Kitty Mah Jong Set. Check.
250,000 faux dollars and that's all I can come up with. I'm sorry if I've disappointed you all. Hmm, I wonder if I can buy an island somewhere in SE Asia with 250k? I can sense you nodding in agreement with me that the island buying is a kickass idea.
High-five!
I'm a 'realistic day dreamer', so let's say I hit the million dollar (US$) jackpot.
First things first, stupid house = stupid mortgage. Check.
What do I do with 750k? I'ma buy another house -- this time in America. Check.
Yes, I'm aware 750K can't get me shit in New York, Chicago, SF... so might as well stick to what you know. Seattle, it's not like you're the last kid picked for dodgeball, its just compared to the other cities, you're more of a 'value for money' type location.
I'm single. I don't really need a house-house with front and back yards that I know will just be a communal shitting ground for the neighborhood dogs. So I'm opting for a loft. I'm guessing 500k? Check.
Sweet, 250k left. Do I invest? Psh, this is freakin day dream so of course I'm gonna piss it all away on crap I don't need.
George Foreman Grill. Check.
TiVo. Check.
Snuggie. Check.
Hello Kitty Mah Jong Set. Check.
250,000 faux dollars and that's all I can come up with. I'm sorry if I've disappointed you all. Hmm, I wonder if I can buy an island somewhere in SE Asia with 250k? I can sense you nodding in agreement with me that the island buying is a kickass idea.
High-five!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Ingenious Plan
Amanda recommended that I blog this -- who knows, I may gather a new following b/c of it.
This is a true story in the works:
Once upon a time in early 2010, I made a list of new year resolutions and one of the items on that list was to get married -- to any guy .. this year.
Why this proposal? My mom's been nagging me ever since puberty on finding a nice boy, settling down and popping babies out. My reaction has always been a 'this ain't the 50's' or 'you want kids, you pop them out!' sorta thing.
Even this whole house buying thing was a scheme of hers to have me one step closer to matrimony. For the record, I'm not against marriage, I'm just enjoying the single life in one of the busiest cities in the world.
I'll be turning the big 3-0 next year and if my math serves me right, I was 6 years old when my mom was 30. Scary thought aint' it? There could be a mini me in grade school eating glue b/c 1+1 is just too damn hard!!
Anyway, back to the plan. The plan, as stated before, is to get married. I'm not even picky. The guy can be any guy. Asian, Ukrainian, 1 eyed show pirate in vegas etc... as long as he's living, breathing and able say 'I do', its all good.
We'll have a quick n dirty wedding and 3-6 months down the line, an even quicker divorce. The whole point is to use this as an excuse for future questionings.
IE
Mom: Are you dating anyone?
Me: No, I'm still not over the last relationship.. The divorce was too painful.
Mom: Hmm.
I'm thinking this excuse will last a good 3-5 years.
This is a true story in the works:
Once upon a time in early 2010, I made a list of new year resolutions and one of the items on that list was to get married -- to any guy .. this year.
Why this proposal? My mom's been nagging me ever since puberty on finding a nice boy, settling down and popping babies out. My reaction has always been a 'this ain't the 50's' or 'you want kids, you pop them out!' sorta thing.
Even this whole house buying thing was a scheme of hers to have me one step closer to matrimony. For the record, I'm not against marriage, I'm just enjoying the single life in one of the busiest cities in the world.
I'll be turning the big 3-0 next year and if my math serves me right, I was 6 years old when my mom was 30. Scary thought aint' it? There could be a mini me in grade school eating glue b/c 1+1 is just too damn hard!!
Anyway, back to the plan. The plan, as stated before, is to get married. I'm not even picky. The guy can be any guy. Asian, Ukrainian, 1 eyed show pirate in vegas etc... as long as he's living, breathing and able say 'I do', its all good.
We'll have a quick n dirty wedding and 3-6 months down the line, an even quicker divorce. The whole point is to use this as an excuse for future questionings.
IE
Mom: Are you dating anyone?
Me: No, I'm still not over the last relationship.. The divorce was too painful.
Mom: Hmm.
I'm thinking this excuse will last a good 3-5 years.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Woot!
Monday mornings usually mean Monday blues. But once in a blue moon (har har) there's always an exception -- like today.
I can't stop smiling. This ranks up there with baby Kouen.
What can I say? Woot! Woot!
I can't stop smiling. This ranks up there with baby Kouen.
What can I say? Woot! Woot!
Sunday, February 21, 2010
G.I.M.P
ROTC Mike broke the news -- turns out my left leg is 1cm shorter than my right. Ain't that a bitch? He gave me pointers: put more pressure on your right side, work your core, try not to slouch, etc...
So today, as I was slowly getting started with my run, all I could think about was 'put more pressure on my right', 'crap, don't forget to breathe', 'I'm using too much pressure', 'suck in my gut, work that core', repeat and rinse.
35 mins and 5 kms later, my brain was exhausted. @(*$&@(*@!
As I was halfway into my run, I unexpectedly ran into 2 people. I don't know them on a personal level nor have I ever been aquainted with them, but it was weird how at first glance, I just knew who they were.
No, they weren't celebrities or anyone newsworthy. They were a couple. A couple to be married this year (if I remember correctly). Just funny how the world works.
So today, as I was slowly getting started with my run, all I could think about was 'put more pressure on my right', 'crap, don't forget to breathe', 'I'm using too much pressure', 'suck in my gut, work that core', repeat and rinse.
35 mins and 5 kms later, my brain was exhausted. @(*$&@(*@!
As I was halfway into my run, I unexpectedly ran into 2 people. I don't know them on a personal level nor have I ever been aquainted with them, but it was weird how at first glance, I just knew who they were.
No, they weren't celebrities or anyone newsworthy. They were a couple. A couple to be married this year (if I remember correctly). Just funny how the world works.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
At The Core~
As a treat for signing up to True Fitness, they offered 3 free personal training sessions. Yippee for me~
Today was the first session. I thought it was gentle on the eyes, Jason... but no, they stuck me with ROTC Mike. ROTC Mike that also enjoys triatholons, marathons and walks on the beach. Anyway, after drilling me on why I wanted to exercise (apparently 'being healthy' was not the right answer) and watching me do a demo run, he just frowned and did this weird head nod thingy. Apparently, my posture is all wrong, my stance is wrong, its just ALL wrong.
Bah~
Next was core training. He totally dissed my pilates skills (Mary Winsor, I've failed you completely) and tried to correct my core. '你太僵硬了!' Yep, that's what he kept telling me. I wanted to reply with '僵硬有什麼不好'. But considering we just met, I didnt want to scare him away.
Next weekend, next session.
Today was the first session. I thought it was gentle on the eyes, Jason... but no, they stuck me with ROTC Mike. ROTC Mike that also enjoys triatholons, marathons and walks on the beach. Anyway, after drilling me on why I wanted to exercise (apparently 'being healthy' was not the right answer) and watching me do a demo run, he just frowned and did this weird head nod thingy. Apparently, my posture is all wrong, my stance is wrong, its just ALL wrong.
Bah~
Next was core training. He totally dissed my pilates skills (Mary Winsor, I've failed you completely) and tried to correct my core. '你太僵硬了!' Yep, that's what he kept telling me. I wanted to reply with '僵硬有什麼不好'. But considering we just met, I didnt want to scare him away.
Next weekend, next session.
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
Urban Dictionary
Definition of [Nancy]
she's bootylicious and funky fresh.
she's a perfect ten and the most amazing person you will EVER meet. everyone who meets her loves her very very much.
nancy is pretty much the sex.
did you see that girl, she was a total nancy!
(boy sees hot girl)
boy: WOAH WHAT A NANCY!
hahahaha~
she's bootylicious and funky fresh.
she's a perfect ten and the most amazing person you will EVER meet. everyone who meets her loves her very very much.
nancy is pretty much the sex.
did you see that girl, she was a total nancy!
(boy sees hot girl)
boy: WOAH WHAT A NANCY!
hahahaha~
Sunday, February 07, 2010
nobody, nobody machu
i can dance nobody in mah sleep now~
year end dinner was AWESOME -- only cuz i don't remember half it being drunk for most of the nite. but the end results? CHA-CHING baby!
i'm so getting a new laptop over break! =T
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on a different note, i got membership at true fitness today. the smell of sweat reminded me of the good ol days spent at cali fitness.
year end dinner was AWESOME -- only cuz i don't remember half it being drunk for most of the nite. but the end results? CHA-CHING baby!
i'm so getting a new laptop over break! =T
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on a different note, i got membership at true fitness today. the smell of sweat reminded me of the good ol days spent at cali fitness.
Thursday, February 04, 2010
Thirsty Thursdays
Feelings, nothing more than fee..fee..feelings~
Company year end dinner is tomorrow -- half dreading, half anxious.
The only sound in my head right now is 'cha-ching!' cuz mama needs a new laptop el pronto~
Company year end dinner is tomorrow -- half dreading, half anxious.
The only sound in my head right now is 'cha-ching!' cuz mama needs a new laptop el pronto~
Wednesday, February 03, 2010
Perceptions
Taking a cue from Queenie (somewhat), my life has now once again revolved around work (somewhat). As I'm getting more and more settled into my new digs, things are slowly falling into place.
A very recent biz trip down to KS with a coworker became more of a bonding trip. I thought we knew each other pretty well (as co workers go) and for those that know me or have worked with me, I crack inappropriate jokes during the worst time, I sing way off key when I'm stressed, I show what color panties I have and ask what color other people are wearing...
My point? Her perception of me is a complete 180 of what I just described. Funny thing is, my boss said someting similar couple months before.
Hmm, who would've thunk~
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From the wonderful news section: Its a boy!!! And also caongrats to Doc and Danny!! 4th o July, here I come!
A very recent biz trip down to KS with a coworker became more of a bonding trip. I thought we knew each other pretty well (as co workers go) and for those that know me or have worked with me, I crack inappropriate jokes during the worst time, I sing way off key when I'm stressed, I show what color panties I have and ask what color other people are wearing...
My point? Her perception of me is a complete 180 of what I just described. Funny thing is, my boss said someting similar couple months before.
Hmm, who would've thunk~
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From the wonderful news section: Its a boy!!! And also caongrats to Doc and Danny!! 4th o July, here I come!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Cliffhanger
You know whenever you're watching a movie/tv show and one of the character has that window of opportunity to make things right by telling the truth or just plain speaking out loud, but doesn't and a whole bunch of crap (that could've been easily avoided) happens?
And everytime you think to yourself,'幹~又在托戲. 講出來就好了ㄚ!'
Art imitating life...
I talked to Eve (my coworker) about this and she simply said 'some things just aren't meant to be said.' I think that's horseshit (could be my stubborness, could be the American in me), but on some level, I know she's right.
So now what?
And everytime you think to yourself,'幹~又在托戲. 講出來就好了ㄚ!'
Art imitating life...
I talked to Eve (my coworker) about this and she simply said 'some things just aren't meant to be said.' I think that's horseshit (could be my stubborness, could be the American in me), but on some level, I know she's right.
So now what?
Monday, January 11, 2010
Friday, January 08, 2010
Run Nancy, Run!
Jogged to Fanny's place last nite. Such a bad idea to run outside at nite in Taipei. I almost got hit by scooters (twice) and took a wrong turn in the beginning which led me in the opposite direction of where I needed to go. Then, on the way back, I thought I made the right turn, but turns out, nope, sorry, better luck next time...
I'ma stickin to a well lit gym and a treadmill. At least I won't get hit by a scooter...
I'ma stickin to a well lit gym and a treadmill. At least I won't get hit by a scooter...
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Filler Up
After driving in Yilan and not running anyone over, it dawned on me on how much I miss it!
So after checking prices on the most economic car in Taiwan -- I've concluded that I can't afford shit here with my salary plus mortgage. There is the option of getting a roommate to help with the mortgage or getting a used car. hmm, I'll see...
So after checking prices on the most economic car in Taiwan -- I've concluded that I can't afford shit here with my salary plus mortgage. There is the option of getting a roommate to help with the mortgage or getting a used car. hmm, I'll see...
Monday, January 04, 2010
Resolutions!
So every year I list down new year resolutions... Last year was horrible. I don't think I stuck to any of them. As traditions go, here is my list for 2010.
1. Get back on the frickin mill
2. Minimize on the procrastination (ha~ as I blog this at work on a Monday morning)
3. Don't sweat the small stuff
4. Have a lil more faith in people -- especially here
5. Reconnect with old friends
6. This one I'll tell you later...
7. Be more organized
Lets see if I can stick to at least 3 of them!
2010, its on!
1. Get back on the frickin mill
2. Minimize on the procrastination (ha~ as I blog this at work on a Monday morning)
3. Don't sweat the small stuff
4. Have a lil more faith in people -- especially here
5. Reconnect with old friends
6. This one I'll tell you later...
7. Be more organized
Lets see if I can stick to at least 3 of them!
2010, its on!
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