| Well, I'm at my new apartment now - Gamie and I are having fun arranging our new home and stuff. It's really interesting here in downtown Long Beach, 'cuz immediately around our apartment it's really ghetto, but if you drive less than a mile south, the city becomes all pretty lookin' and the houses get all big and fancy. It's oddly similar to Bangkok.
Dammit 56K is slow. Slooooooooooooooowwwww. I won't be doing anything radical to the webpage since it takes so darn long to do anything. It's aggravating. Sitting and waiting for each little picture and icon to load up one by one. I have this weird thought that sometimes goes through my mind: if we could rewind all history and time, and if everyone in the world from the beginning up until now had a clone of my brain inside them, where would we be right now? Like, would light bulbs have been invented? Or cars even? Or would we still be in the stone age, waving sticks at each other and yelling gibberish. Eh, whatever. |
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| Weeeellll, more things are happening now. Toby gave a call and said he might stay in Tenessee. Hmmm. Okay.... So now Dennis is looking elsewhere for his living situation. First stop is living with his Uncle + Aunt. Sounds good to me. Today will be my first day back in the manager position at work. It should be interesting. I'm not too sure if I should abuse my sit-around-and-do-nothing priviledges. Nah. I want to be known as the manager that stands out there with the regular employees. Yeah. Oh yeah, and I got a job on campus at CSULB! I'm going to be the price changer at the 49er bookstore! I hope the job isn't too difficult... I should be alright. The manager asked me a few times if I am good at math, which kind of worries me - is this like, crazy super math or something? Or is it that she's hired way too many math retards? Can I not just carry a calculator with me? Hmm... My first day is next Wednesday (the 17th). Hopefully everything should go well. ;p Here are the floor maps... I will study them wisely... 
First floor: 1. Tradebook/General Books - 2. Frontline Registers 3. Beach Shop - 4. Supplies - 5. Book Information 6. Copy Center - 7. Textbooks - 8. Statewide Nursing  Second floor: 1. Tradebook/General Books - 10. Computer Store 11. Customer Service - 12. Greeting Cards  |
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| Life has been changing left and right around me.... Davis quit from Nickel! Nickel! which was very sad news... but I can understand his frustrating situation with management. I hope he can find a job very quickly. *sigh*. I fear that things will change around work too - our district manager will be around much more often which could change the whole feel around work. Dennis is still in a real iffy situation. I guess it's just a bit better since he borrowed extra money from the bank, but he has some $300 to register for school on the 24th and that's all his money until he can find a job. Unfortunately he doesn't have any dependable family members to fall back on.... I wish I was rich sometimes so I could help him. But I'm sure God will provide for him somehow/some way in this difficult situation. I've been super busy with paper work for my new apartment (which I will be turning in today) and with Gamie's work permit forms. I had to ask Cathie and Dave to help us out with all sortsa stuff (social security card, tax forms, paycheck stubs etc. etc.) and they have been very patient with me. They even loaned us $800 to pay for the initial lawyer fees. Gamie and I owe them many thanks. My moving finance problems just got fixed - not by me, but by Gamie. Her mom is paying some rent and giving her an advance in allowance. Geez what a relief. Well, now I just need to work hard and keep up my half of things. I need to find a job in Long Beach! This Friday I leave to Omaha so Gamie and I can road trip back to Cali. I hope things go well with that. I can't wait to see my wife!!!! |
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| I finally found a place to live in Long Beach, and it's pretty nice actually. I already put down the money to hold the apartment, but now I need to find a way to come up with the $1,150 rent + deposit in less than 2 weeks. Hmmm... think fast, think fast.
I am also probably quitting my job a Nickel! Nickel!... my loving work/home for the past 3 years *sigh*. It's just too much driving. I deserve a job that's closer. I've already applied to a few on-campus jobs already. |
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| H'yello. I've been busy and lazy lately. As you can tell by my complete absence of updates. Having a life suddenly can do that to you! We got married and it was nicer than I imagined. The recorder building was really nice lookin' on the inside, and they even had a "mini-chapel" room complete with an arch and rows of seats for my friends and family. Cathie, Dave, Nicholas, Dennis, and Ray and his female friend came (sorry, I can't remember her name!). Gamie and I dressed up all nice and we took pictures and stuff. Afterwards we all went to a little Japanese restaurant near my house (that I had never been to before) and it was good food and good celebrating. Overall it was a great experience. Next year will be the full wedding. We are currently looking at the Earl Burns Miller Japanese Garden at Calstate Long Beach for our wedding location! Take a peek! Dennis moved in and everything - shortly after, Toby n' Justin came back from BKK, and we all hung out some. Poor Dennis had the worst time looking for jobs, only getting offers in places far and away - his truck officially doesn't start anymore unless it recieves a blast of ether. He is going to be moving in with Toby in Azusa next month. I registered for classes at long beach this week at my orientation. It was a weird and interesting experience, but all in all I did get to see the beautiful campus, and I did learn some stuff I didn't know before about the university. They had us split up in smaller groups of 30-ish and made us do some lame ice-breaker games. The worst was when our group leader told us to massage the person on our left and right, and I was standing next to guys. I've never done that before. And hope to never do it again. But we did play "duck-duck-goose" and I hadn't done that for a long time, so that was cool (I wasn't called a goose though, darn it). I will type more later, as I have errands to take care of right now. ...must record events before I forget everything.... |
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| Well folks - I'm getting married next Thursday! Because of time constraints from the INS (since Gamie is here on a student visa) we have to get married and file her paperwork before the 24th of this month. I'm very happy that I will finally get to marry my girl. Can you believe we've been together for six and a half years now? And can you believe that it's been a long distance relationship for four of those years? I'm proud that we've been together so long through thick and thin.
Don't worry though - we're still having a formal wedding ceremony next summer. We just need to get the actual marriage stuff done next week. Geez... I wonder what we should do after we get married to celebrate? I really want like a big family dinner, or family/friends gathering of sorts, but we don't really have the money to fund anything like that. It feels weird to host a party and not be able to pay for everyone. Maybe someone will host a party for us.... regardless, I know Gamie and I will have a romantic dinner with just the two of us. Shoot. I better start planning out where we should eat and stuff. Hmm. |
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| I'm going to type something here just for the sake of typing something. I keep running into stuff on the internet that I want. See, I'm trying to save money, so my theory was that if I just don't leave the house then I can't spend money, but since I'm home all of the time, I tend to use the internet all day and I end up "shopping" anyway. Humph. It's so funny how I use up every single daytime minute on my celphone by the time the month is over. I only get 200 per month, so I constantly keep track of my minutes. The weird thing is that near the end of the month I keep getting these mysterious wrong number calls. I'll only have like 2 minutes left, and I'll get these numbers calling me that I don't recognize (but I'm afraid it's just a friend's number which isn't on my phone), so I'll answer it, and yes, it's a wrong number. I think Sprint is just trying to screw me over. I have this theory that near the end of every month, Sprint has representatives who call me from random numbers trying to push my minutes over the top so I have to pay them the extra fees. A conspiracy I tell you! Some of the wrong number calls are sooo stupid too. They'll be like, "So... is Bobby there?" "No. I think you have the wrong number." Short pause. "Really?" "Uh-huh." They keep going, "So wait, this isn't Bobby's phone?" And so I have to reassure them, "No, this is Ronald's phone." And then finally, "Oh. So wait, is this 489-xxxx?" "Yes, but you still have the wrong number." "Oh." And the call ends. And without fail, I will get a call from the same wrong number 2 minutes later. Damn Sprint and their sneaky little reps. Yeah, you guys know I'm low on minutes!! Trying to take advantage of the little guy... geez.... |
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| Dude, I just had this weird dream - I was running late for work and I was still at home, so I called to let them know that I was going to be late. Kevin (district manager - not good) answered the phone and he was so mean! He was like, "So you're still at home?" And I said, "Sorry." And he would say, "Just tell it to John _____(last name was really garbled in the dream)" And I kept going, "What?" And I made Kevin repeat, "John (whos his name)" three times. Finally I was like, "You mean John Reigns?" (sp?) And then he said, "Yeah." and hung up. I was sooo scared the whole way to work. And then for some reason I parked at a hotel, and walked out on the sidewalk and I was in Las Vegas! Nickel! Nickel! was right next to Luxor or something. On the way over I ran into Davis and told him everthing and he was like, "Why did he say John Reigns?" And I was like, "Yeah? What's going on?!" Davis was late too. So we got into work, and it wasn't a nickel arcade. It was a ghetto vietnamese noodle restaurant (weird, huh?). When I started working I didn't even know what I was supposed to do! I just started filling the customers' cups of water. That's when I woke up.
I don't think I'll be eating kimchi right before I go to sleep anymore. I finally watched the "Shaolin Soccer" movie that Davis was talkin about. Funny stuff! I need to show everyone I know this amazing movie! As Dave explained it, it's like a real life Dragon Ball soccer movie (with all of the glorious effects). It's sooooo funny too. I will see if I can put up some short clips later. It's hard to explain - you won't believe it 'til you see it! In an attempt to save money, I stopped by Garden Grove and bought a load of Korean instant noodles (I picked a couple of every brand), and a 2 gallon jug of kimchi. In line at the store, a lady was giggling at me when she saw the stuff I was checking out with. I know she was giggling at me, 'cuz when I looked at her, she looked at my stuff on the conveyor belt and then at me. She said a little something in Korean (which I don't speak by the way) and I just acted like I didn't hear anything. I wonder what she said... maybe, "Geez, I'm jealous. I should've bought the same thing!" Or, "Wow. You're so cool." Or maybe more like, "Ha ha, that's the secret poisonous jug of kimchi that's made out of fresh tarantulas." |
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| As usual I've been doing very close to nothing, outside of working, eating, and sleeping. I've worked everyday for the past 2 weeks (by choice) because I spent way too much money last month, and now it's time to pay it all (or most of it) back. Ithink I finally fixed my fruit fly problem. I cleaned Chuck's cage, and I emptied out the trash cans in my room. Finally bug free - I hate seeing bugs in my room. It feels like my room is a pig sty or something. Last week at work, some customers (teenager punks) convinced a little girl that she had to pay them $5 just to use the restroom. We found out later when the little girl's mom complained to us about it. That's just horrible. Victimizing innocent little children? What is this world coming to?! Someone deserves major buns whoopin'. |
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| I've made a couple of websites in the past which I'm not too fond of. I think the reason I like this site so much is that I didn't make it to please other people. I just do what I want to do whenever I want to do it. And that's actually really good because then I enjoy making it, and the site keeps growing because it's fun for me (and you know, if people like my site then that's great too). This site becomes a place for me to freely express myself. With the past websites it was like I was trying to please everyone, and the product wasn't necessarily something I enjoyed. I hope to find other usable forms of expression for this website. Pictures, stories whatever. |
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| I'm going to retype a summary of the entry that got lost a couple days ago. It's annoying cuz it feels like trying to tell a joke twice, and I know it will never be as good as the first time I wrote it. So I went to Pechanga with everyone on Friday night after work. As usual I lost (or as I affectionately call it, "deposited") the usual $5 while I was there. I only bring $5 'cuz I figure if my luck is good, I can make it anything I want, and if my luck is bad, I'd rather lose $5 than $100 (or any other amount of money). I don't really go to gamble anyway - I just go to watch my friends and walk around. The drive there was interesting. We took three cars - Dave's (fixed-up civic), Andy's (fixed-up GSR), and my car (fixed-up jalopy). I'm the leader of the pack since I'm the only one who ever remembers how to get there, so I tell everyone that I don't want to drive any faster than 85 mph (since everytime we go, everyone behind me seems to want to go 100). Okay, so we get going on the freeway at 12:30 am, and the road is pretty clear. We're all guys, so what do we do? Swerve back and forth, speed, blink, hi-beam, etc. you name it. After a few minutes of this, I turn to Mikhail and ask, "Picking these three cars for the trip was a mistake, wasn't it?" Mikhail and I then had a rousing conversation about speed limiters, after which I managed to pull off a quick 115 mph on the speedometer before exiting the freeway (which made Mikhail step on the "imaginary brake pedal" on the passenger side of the car). Once we got to the Pechanga parking garage, we parked and had a little engine revving contest, and then got out of the cars. We were soon surrounded by what seemed like every Pechanga security guard on our side of the property. After some interrogating, intimidating, lecturing, and wetting my pants, (and Andy telling the guards, "tunnels make me excited") they let us free from our jolly shenanigans. It was especially scary for me because at the time I couldn't tell if they were just guards or on-site cops. At any rate, I'm glad I made it through that night alive. |
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| I wrote this big long entry a couple days ago about my trip to Pechanga, and when I tried to save it, the connection got screwy and I lost it all. Kind of discouraging. There are so many stupid fruit flies in my room. I hate it. I can never figure out where they're coming from. They usually go for food, and I don't have any food in my room, but the stupid fruit flies have been in my room for like months now. I can't wait to move out of Chino in a few months. It's annoying being in the middle of a fruit fly quarantine city. What's also annoying and weird is that the past two days there are like millions of little fly-things (they're not flies or fruit flies... I don't know what they are) everywhere outside. Last night I was at work and I noticed a bunch of them inside the store - we never have flies in the store. I just got home tonight and I saw tons of them all over the mailboxes under the street lamps. As I was trying to get my mail they kept flying in my face and stuff. This is weird - it feels like I'm in the middle of a tropical jungle or something. I wonder what's going on? I'm not very fond of flying insects. Actually, I hate them. I need to go out to find something to eat, but now I'm a little afraid to go out because all of those little bugs outside. Ugh - gives me goosebumps! |
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| I haven't been doing anything very interesting lately. I decided to change up the menu again - unfortunately I realized that the colors I picked came out a little gay looking. The last button was actually the "photoalbum" button, but it was pink, and it completed the "gay" look of the menu, so I removed it until I can figure out how to change all of the colors without starting all over again. I may just leave it like this (without the photoalbum link) until I think up a new menu scheme in a few weeks or so.
So I'm really low on cash. I mentioned that my account went negative for a bit, and yes, Bank of America took $28 from me. The bank already knows I'm low on cash, so I guess the best thing to do is to take more away from me??? With the little money I had, I went out and bought a few cans of "Campbell's Chunky Soup" and some bread for dipping. If you've been to Disneyland, you might know of the famous "Gumbo" that they have there. It's this thick soup with beef chunks, and veges and rice served in a sourdough bread bowl. Well, it's fantastic and it's $7. Lemme tell you a little somethin' - buy your favorite can of campbell's soup, and some sourdough bread, and you've got "Disney Gumbo" for $2. You won't tell the difference! If you DO tell a difference, then prepare the soup and bread, and have a friend dance around in a Mickey Mouse costume in front of you while you're eating. You won't tell the difference! In Thailand, they always serve noodle soup that's half seasoned, and you season the other half with the provided spices/sauces. I love to customize my food - everything I eat usually gets so murdered with sauces and spices that it barely tastes like its intended recipe. The other side of the coin is that everything I eat (after my flavoring process) tastes almost the same. Everything I eat tastes really spicy and sour. That's just my Thai style, baby. That's actually why I'm always the last one to finish my food at every meal. I spend the first 5 minutes or so just seasoning up everything. I wonder who was the genious who first invented sauce. Sauce is incredible. Think about it - the sole purpose of sauce is to make things taste better; to enhance stuff. Dangit, I love sauce. Even just saying the word... SAUCE ...kind of makes me salivate. I'm hungry now. |
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I think very few people know why my nickname is "cuzinyung". So here's why: Once upon a time in 7th grade (which was the freshman year for junior highers back then), I was in math class (if I remember correctly), and a couple of 8th grade guys were picking on me for no reason - probably just because I was a freshman. I don't remember what they were bothering me about, but they were bothering me for a while and I was trying to do my work. So eventually another 8th grade student (seeing me in distress) walked over and was like, "Hey, don't pick on him." And the pickers asked, "Why? You know this kid?" And the dude walked over and put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Yeah, yeah, this is my cousin. His name's Yung." I didn't even know this guy! And then suddenly the bully guys were like, "Oh our bad - we didn't know he was your cousin. We were just playing around with him." From that day on, everyone always called me "Cousin Yung" in junior high (other than my close friends who actually knew my real name). And that's the story of how I got the name "cuzinyung". Brings tears to your eyes doesn't it? So now I guess I have to pass on the tradition, and save someone that's getting bullied by giving them a future nickname too! |
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| Well, I went and spent too much money again. I woke up this morning to see that my checking account was -$18. See, the irony is that I withdrew $40 the night before (when I really only needed $5 for dinner). To make a long story short, if I just withdrew $20, instead of $40, I would've been fine. But now I'm going to get a letter from the bank saying that they're going to take 30 bucks from me 'cuz I'm a retard who doesn't know how to take care of my own money. In later news, the Kyoko Fukada CD is a masterpiece. I got it last night, and I've probably listened through it 5 times by now. I'm enjoying it more with every listening, so that's a good thing. I find that I have 3 different kinds of cds: 1) CD's I like the first time I hear them and get sick of them later. 2) CD's I don't like that much the first time, but love them later. 3) CD's I just don't like. CD's of "type 2" are the ones that become classics for me. The Kyoko cd's are like that - I start off only liking 3-4 songs on the album, and eventually they all sound good. Yeeeahh... Maybe I'll link up some samplings of Kyoko songs, since nobody seems to know who she is, and I yet I love her music so much. Gamie is visiting today! I know it - if I didn't have a girlfriend, I'd be a horrible slob. One week before she visits me, my room is ... words cannot ... express... well, it's really bad. But by the time she gets here, my room is spotless. Once she leaves, my room reverts back to a continuous state of entropy. Ummm, but yeah, I'm very happy that I get to see her again. She will be here 3 days, and I will do everything to make sure they are the best 3 days ever. |
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| Wow, I've been on some weird spending spree - I better stop this soon. Anyhow, I decided to also order Utada Hikaru's debut album "First Love" today, 'cuz I've always had her second album which I think is really really really good. Here's another tid-bit that I didn't know: she writes ALL of the music by herself! ALL of it! She's gotta' be a genious! From all the reviews I've read, it sounds like a lot of people worship (no joke) her first album. I must be missin' out!  Utada Hikaru - First Love
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| YAY! I'm so happy! Kyoko Fukada finally came out with a new album! YAAAAAAAYYYY!!!!!! I've been waiting forever! I love her first album, and yet her first album sounds so different from everything else I own. YAY! I was on bearshare when I found a new kyoko song, and I was like, "Dope!". So I looked it up on yesasia.com, and ends up she's got a new album, and I was like, "Dope!" So I ordered it, and I should have it next week, and now I'm like, "Dope!" Her album's called, "Universe". Wow, what an awesome album name. You know, that's probably the best album name I've ever heard in my life. Other than her first album name, "Moon". Both very good album names. In fact, the best album names I've ever heard in my life. What? You want a sampling of this incredible music? Well here's that song I got from Bearshare - it's a strings version of the song "Universe"... man, what a great name for a song. It's not rock, it's not dance, it's not techno, it's not r&b, it's... Kyoko!  Kyoko Fukada - Universe (strings version)
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| I have this pimple right where my nose meets my upper lip, and it friggin' hurts. It's so annoying too. To make a long story short, I am right now wearing a band-aid on my upper lip. Kind of like a band-aid mustache. I'm so glad I have my own room in the apartment. I look like a tard. When I came home from work tonight I found someone parked in my assigned spot. I was furious. Pissed. All sorts of fancy words going through my head. I parked my car so it was blocking their car in, and I went up to my apartment to grab the phone number to have their car towed. On my way back to the parking spot to get a license plate number I saw the owners getting into the car. They were trying to worm their way out of the 6 inch crack that I had left between my car and theirs (impossible!). So I ran up and yelled, "Why'd you park there?! This is my spot - you could've parked in any of the empty guest parking spots right there! (I pointed off to the right about 10 feet)" And they said, "Oh, we didn't know. Don't be so rude!" I'm thinking in my head, "Well then don't park in my spot!" Right before I got into my car I yelled, "I was just about to tow your car too!!" I HATE when people park in my spot!!! It makes me feel so violated! My roommates and I don't pay $940 every month just to have someone else park in our spot dammit. Next time I should just park my car there and leave it there. Or just slash their friggin' tires. Or like, plant a bomb under their gas tank that detonates when they drive away. Yeah, and then spikes will pop out of the ground and pop all of their tires, and then, and then, like, a huge bowling ball trap will fall from a tree into their windshield, and the ball will crack open and release 5,000 angry wasps on steroids. And then a tow truck will come and tow their infested, tire popped, flaming car away and make them pay like, a million dollars just to get it back. Yeah, yeah. I think that would make me feel a little better. I'm a little flustered... well, I better get some sleep for church tomorrow! |
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| I did my laundry last night. So yes, I'm wearing underwear now.
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| Well the performance was neat. The lead singer wore a boxing robe thing, then switched to an afro wig and a black dress, then to a tank-top (sp?) with a short skirt, then just pants for the last song. The lead singer was a 6'7" skinny white guy. I wore a paper bag on my head while playing guitar, but I took it off in the beginning because when I looked down the bag climbed up my head and soon enough I was completely blind. I'm sure there's no way I can express how fun, different, and very odd the entire experience was, so I won't try and I'll just end it here. I also got to see actual human brains up close while I was visiting my cousin at USC. In the study labs they have brains just sitting in tupperware bins around the room. Quite interesting it was. Once again, there's no way to explain the odd experience. I need to do my laundry. Today I just didn't wear any underwear because I don't have any clean ones left. I know, I'm horrible... but you know - whatever. |
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| It was nice getting my paycheck and finding out that it was missing 39 hours of pay (out of the total 76 which I worked). Luckily I've been saving well, and I will survive until I am reimbursed in two weeks for the missing hours. Tomorrow I will be practicing in a band assembled by my cousin to play in a talent show on Friday. We've got bass, drums, and geetars, and we're going to perform "I will survive", "Ice Ice baby", and "Baby one more time". This should be very interesting. I hope I don't biff up any of my parts. (since I don't even know what my parts are yet) A couple days ago I had the experience of driving a heavily drunk (wasted) friend, and walking him back to his house. My, did I learn a lot - I hope I never get drunk in my life. I've had people tell me that I should try to "experience life" and "see what's out there"... but see, my life goes on just fine without experiencing everything the world has to offer. I hate when people say that I'm "missing out" and they try to change my opinions on life or something. I have everything I need - family, friends, a fiancee who loves me more than anything in the world, and a God that provides for me. No new "life experience" will give me the joy and contentment of simply being happy with the things I've already got. |
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| The past coupla' nights I been working hard on trying to get some good video compression going, so I can put video clips up. I haven't been having the best luck with the programs on my computer. I have the ATI TV recorder, but it doesn't compress the audio track, and then I have Ulead Visual Studio, which would work great, but my final product always comes out with the video lagging waaaay behind the audio - no matter what format I try. I am now getting Adobe Premiere (adobe stuff is great!), and so hopefully that software will work. I also thought about putting up mp3's of my all-time favorite tunes, but then I'm afraid geocities will catch me and destroy my website, and take me to court, and put me in jail, and then, and then... I should do it, huh? What have I been doing??? lesseee... work and lots of it. Oh yeah, I got my financial aid info from Calstate Long Beach - I'm going to recieve $3000 in grants per semester! I don't know how good that is, but it sure sounds good to me. And then they've allowed me another $2000 in loans per semester if I so wish to accept them... my sis says just take it all. And so I will. I see dough, and so I shall roll in it. |
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| I've been horribly busy with work and miscellaneous chores, so I haven't been working on the page much. This week is spring break which means it's exhausting at work (nickel arcade). I am happy to say that I will survive and I will be able to pay all of my upcoming bills this month due to some unexpected, but very welcome bonus cash from my mom, my aunt, and my work.
After his trip, Toby brought back a video full of old home videos. Most of it was hilarious - the Justin, Zach, Josh stuff is unbearably funny. I can't think of any way to explain it; I hope I can capture/compress some of it and put it on my site. |
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| I'm still here. I think I found a solution for my computer chair. I've been trying to place one of my bed pillows on it horizontally - but I never tried putting the pillow vertically along the backrest, and then having half of the pillow for my butt area. I've had it this way for the past 2 minutes, but it seems to be working. I've been low on money, so I've been staying home as much as possible. I'm a little stuck again on what to do with my website. I know I want to introduce more complex rollovers (like the photoalbum button) that will separate the "meet the car" section better. I bet this is boring to read. Nevermind. I'm trying to learn some more flash so I can make some more neat movies. Mostly involving my need for new tires. I figure if I can dazzle enough people with my abilities then I will get at least a donation or two (or three...). I will also see if I can recapture (to a much lower bitrate) some of my old home videos and link them up here. I figure I'll have home videos of the month or something, so my friends and anyone else can see how stupid we really are. |
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| I dreamt last night that Beck Hansen bought out Nickel! Nickel! (my workplace) and was going to manage it. He said the store was going to be closed down for 2 months for remodelling, but he would keep all of the original employees. It sounded good because I figured a store managed by a rock star would be really laid back. I was ready to call all my friends and family and stuff. I was pretty bummed out when I woke up. I happen to like Beck's music. You know, I actually have to slouch in my computer chair so my back doesn't hurt. My computer chair stinks. It's this modern looking office chair from Ikea. The back is like, straight up, and the cushions are thin. Slouching goes against everything that my parents have taught me, but it's true. When I sit straight, my back hurts. Maybe I should start a "new chair fer cuzin'" donation fund. Nothing against Ikea - I actually love Ikea. I think I just made the wrong choice when it came to buying this chair. I think it's more suitable as a meeting chair, 'cuz it looks cool, but you wouldn't sit in it everyday for very long. You know? You know what's cool at Ikea: 10 packs of AA alkaline batteries for only $2! What a steal! |
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| It's late, and I haven't had a whole lot of sleep for the past few days, but I want to type something to keep things updated. Kevin Vanicharn (sp?) visited Toby and me last night + today. Fun stuff. We did lots of talking, ate Thai food, rented Zoolander etc. Today we went to the park and had a little taco bell "picnic" and threw golf balls around the grass field (there was a practice range neighboring the park). That was probably some of the best "doing nothing" hanging out I've done in a while. That's a common trait that I notice with my bestest friends - we can do absolutely nothing and we still have a good time. With some groups of people it feels all awkward when you don't go out somewhere or do something... but it's never that way with my best friends. We have a good time no matter what we do. Man, I wish I had money. |
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(technically the 19th) |
I'm still lost on a website objective here. I've been busy trying to scan + upload my stash of old pictures, but it's time consuming... and boring. Eh, whatever. I dunno. Whatever. I want to type something horribly humorous, or insightful, or even just barely interesting, but my little brain just isn't any of those things right now. Maybe I should sleep. Or eat. I hate when I don't know what I want to do. It's not like I have something in particular that I would like to do, but I can't do it. It's more like I just wanna' do something, but I have no idea what I want to do. Ironically by the time I discover what I would like to do, I'm feeling too lazy anyway. I remember years ago when boredom was kind of my way of life. I had this theory (for myself) that whenever I got bored to a certain point, I wouldn't be bored anymore. I'd become a loony-bin and I'd do pointless weird stuff for the heck of it, and it became fun just being bored I guess. It's hard to explain (because it makes no sense), but all I know is that doesn't really happen to me anymore. Maybe I'm getting old or something. Another weird thing - it feels like I've lost interest in a lot of stuff, but I haven't gained interest in things to make up for the losses. Examples: I used to love guitars, music, art, watching movies, reading books, watching TV, playing sports (to some extent), playing computer/video games, filming home videos, etc. Now I barely play guitar, I'm not wild about new music like I used to be, I've pretty much abandoned my artistic abilities, I rarely watch movies, I never read books, I only watch my recorded tapes of Friends and Seinfeld, believe it or not I used to be into sports, I'm not crazy about playing games anymore, and well, I don't have a video camera. I did get into cars. Yeah. And, um, for a little while I was into buying anime movies, but that became way too expensive. Where the h*ll am I heading with this? I mean, maybe that's why I feel so bored all of the time? Am I eventually going to become an old, boring man, who is bored of everything? Maybe I'm already an old boring man?! Or maybe it's late and I need sleep. |
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| Well, it seems that my selected hobby as of now may be my website, but the big dilemma is that I don't really know what my website is about. Yeah, yeah, I know I've got the pretty car stuff and all, but face it - my car's got very little to be proud of. Don't get me wrong, I am plenty proud of the little that my car has, but it's not like I have much more than any other ricer. Being short on dough doesn't help much either. Anyhow, this website is my hobby. Okay. That has been established. Now I just need a subject for my site... SEE?! SEE?! I need a hobby first - then I can make a site about my hobby! ... *sigh*. Oooh! Oooh! I can make a website about making websites... hmmm... sounds kinda' hokey. I guess I'll just have to think a little more on it. To be continued! |
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| I need a hobby. See, everyone's got their hobbies, and I think I'm lacking one. It used to be art, then it was guitar, then cars.... but see, the car hobby isn't much of a hobby if you don't have money. That's kind of where I am right now. Sometimes I wonder what would've happened if I had never gotten a Honda for my first car. I most likely wouldn't have gotten bit by the rice virus, and I'd probably be up by like $2000 right now. But then again, knowing my stupidity I'd probably find something else useless to blow my money on. Who knows? I'm trying to come up with some theme for my useless thoughts here. At first I was thinkin' I'd just put down anything stupid that I think of throughout the day, but that's just too much stupid for me. Yet, I don't want something where I just ramble on about every daily event of my life... which I won't even feel like reading. I do want something that documents some of the more significant events of my life, but still captures that useless feel to it. I'll be working on it. Everyone who hears this thinks I'm crazy, but I'll document it because it is definitely useless. I've been buying lots of smelly-good-stuff lately - mostly candles that smell pretty. You know, vanilla, peach, mango, pineapple, and your typical floral girlie-girl fragrances. As much as I love these great smells, I do believe an entire smelly-good-stuff genre has been left out of the market. Who doesn't love the smell of barbecue ribs right from the grill, eh? I'm tellin' you this is IT! "Chili cheese fries" smell? "Honey ham"! "Sizzling fajitas" - I bet the girls will be slower to catch on, but who doesn't love these smells?! In your car, in your home, at the office - send them to your loved ones! Just picture these smells:
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