Monday, October 20, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Party over here! OR The Sensitive Jerk
::Party Over Here!::
Today is the day of my birthday party. It will also be a good opportunity to receive input from my peers as to which room of the house I should move into, and also the placement of my bed. Can't wait.
...ALSO (and I know these two parts don't have anything to do with one another, but I just had to say something. And seeing as how my birthday is coming up, I thought it a good opportunity to make some resolutions. They'll go well with the new place)...
::The Sensitive Jerk::
-Aspiring to be that "sensitive jerk"-
My beak is wet and my tires are worn. I take interest in too many things to keep in order, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Sometimes I can wear myself thin, but it's because I go all out in everything I do. What's important to me is that I had fun along the way, and left nothing to regret.
I've always had something to be passionate about--something that kept me busy. Dating was never one of them. I've generally avoided dating because I have an almost innate fear of doing things incorrectly. But I've come to realize that the only way to date incorrectly is by not dating all. So here I am, ready to take on the world. Don't worry, ladies; I'm a catch. ;)
// An Aside //
I don't know if there's something wrong with my browser or this blog site. When I publish posts in certain fonts, or change the font of a post, the double spaces between a period and the beginning of the following sentence becomes a single space. It seriously annoys me, and I'd investigate further if it weren't 2:30 in the morning right now. Goodnight.
Today is the day of my birthday party. It will also be a good opportunity to receive input from my peers as to which room of the house I should move into, and also the placement of my bed. Can't wait.
...ALSO (and I know these two parts don't have anything to do with one another, but I just had to say something. And seeing as how my birthday is coming up, I thought it a good opportunity to make some resolutions. They'll go well with the new place)...
::The Sensitive Jerk::
-Aspiring to be that "sensitive jerk"-
My beak is wet and my tires are worn. I take interest in too many things to keep in order, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Sometimes I can wear myself thin, but it's because I go all out in everything I do. What's important to me is that I had fun along the way, and left nothing to regret.
I've always had something to be passionate about--something that kept me busy. Dating was never one of them. I've generally avoided dating because I have an almost innate fear of doing things incorrectly. But I've come to realize that the only way to date incorrectly is by not dating all. So here I am, ready to take on the world. Don't worry, ladies; I'm a catch. ;)
// An Aside //
I don't know if there's something wrong with my browser or this blog site. When I publish posts in certain fonts, or change the font of a post, the double spaces between a period and the beginning of the following sentence becomes a single space. It seriously annoys me, and I'd investigate further if it weren't 2:30 in the morning right now. Goodnight.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
The insane ranting of a one-legged man
:: Well, it certain has been a while, as always. Today, I'm bored and lonely, and I have nothing better to do, given that it's 3am. As usual, something dramatic had to have happened to me for me to be blogging again. This is an overdue post, but for reasons which will be divulged later, I was not in the proper "blogging mood" until just now. Hmm..I rather enjoy starting every post with this type of insane and frenetic babbling. I think I shall make these forewords a regular addition to future posts. Okay, let's get down to the nitty gritty. ::
It seems that every time I write something, the focus is on something bad happening in my life. I try to take each horrific and scarring event as a learning experience; but at this point, I think I've learned quite enough about pain--especially in the physical sense. Here we go again with another tale of serious injury and ruined plans. It all started two Fridays ago.
Basketball has always been one of my favourite sports, both to watch and to play...but basketball has been an unkind bitch as of late. September 19th was a day like any other day, if you expect to break a bone on any given day. The incident occured so quickly, no one else on the court even realized what had happened. As soon as the guy landed on my leg, I grabbed my ankle and writhed in pain on the court for a few seconds. "Let's get him up and off the court," I heard someone say. I was helped up, and I tried to walk to the sideline, but I couldn't even put my right foot on the ground. I had no alternative, so I hopped; and with each agonizing bounce, I inched closer to the bench. My ankle started to swell before I even sat down. "This is probably the worst ankle sprain I've ever had," I thought to myself.
I wasn't able to walk at all that night, and I ended up crawling around on my knees to get around. I was able to secure a set of crutches the following day, and promptly used them to attend a birthday dinner and go clubbing at Vivid. I continued on in that fashion, going about my normal routine for the next few days. I didn't see the doctor until Tuesday, four days later. That's when I found out my injury was a little more serious than a sprain.
X-rays taken that day revealed a fractured leg; a medial malleolus fracture in my right leg. In plain English, the tibia (that's the shin bone; the bone that supports all the weight carried above it) in my right leg is fractured right at the joint area where it connects to my foot. The incident occured 16 days ago (as of the writing of this sentence), and I haven't been able to walk since. A second set of X-rays taken on October 3rd showed no improvement. In fact, the orthopedic surgeon said the fracture is seperating, aka getting worse. The verdict: surgical repair recommended.
So there it is, after surgery I'm gonna have a couple screws in my leg, and I won't be able to walk for 2 months. There goes my birthday wish of being able to walk. =P
It seems that every time I write something, the focus is on something bad happening in my life. I try to take each horrific and scarring event as a learning experience; but at this point, I think I've learned quite enough about pain--especially in the physical sense. Here we go again with another tale of serious injury and ruined plans. It all started two Fridays ago.
Basketball has always been one of my favourite sports, both to watch and to play...but basketball has been an unkind bitch as of late. September 19th was a day like any other day, if you expect to break a bone on any given day. The incident occured so quickly, no one else on the court even realized what had happened. As soon as the guy landed on my leg, I grabbed my ankle and writhed in pain on the court for a few seconds. "Let's get him up and off the court," I heard someone say. I was helped up, and I tried to walk to the sideline, but I couldn't even put my right foot on the ground. I had no alternative, so I hopped; and with each agonizing bounce, I inched closer to the bench. My ankle started to swell before I even sat down. "This is probably the worst ankle sprain I've ever had," I thought to myself.
I wasn't able to walk at all that night, and I ended up crawling around on my knees to get around. I was able to secure a set of crutches the following day, and promptly used them to attend a birthday dinner and go clubbing at Vivid. I continued on in that fashion, going about my normal routine for the next few days. I didn't see the doctor until Tuesday, four days later. That's when I found out my injury was a little more serious than a sprain.
X-rays taken that day revealed a fractured leg; a medial malleolus fracture in my right leg. In plain English, the tibia (that's the shin bone; the bone that supports all the weight carried above it) in my right leg is fractured right at the joint area where it connects to my foot. The incident occured 16 days ago (as of the writing of this sentence), and I haven't been able to walk since. A second set of X-rays taken on October 3rd showed no improvement. In fact, the orthopedic surgeon said the fracture is seperating, aka getting worse. The verdict: surgical repair recommended.
So there it is, after surgery I'm gonna have a couple screws in my leg, and I won't be able to walk for 2 months. There goes my birthday wish of being able to walk. =P
Friday, October 3, 2008
survey
Would You Rather...((with some unusual questions..))
Would you rather...
*Be 4'1 or 7'9"?: 7'9"
*Live without music or live without T.V.?: without T.V.
*Eat a bar of soap or drink a bottle of dishwashing liquid?: drink a bottle of dishwashing liquid
*Be called a racist or a traitor to your country?: Be called a racist
*Lose your legs or lose your arms?: lose your arms
*Have a beautiful house and ugly car or an ugly house and beautiful car?: Have a beautiful house and ugly car
*Be blind or deaf?: deaf
*Live in Antarctica or Death Valley?: Death Valley
*In a fire, save a sibling or a stranger?: save a sibling
*Be spanked or be put on a restriction (on your favorite thing to do)?: Be spanked
*Eat sushi or liver?: Eat sushi
*Have 3 eyes or webbed feet?: webbed feet
*Meet the president of the U.S. or Billy Graham?: president of the U.S.
*Find true love or 1 million dollars?: true love
*Always have to say everything on your mind or never speak again?: Always have to say everything on your mind
*Be gossipped about or never talked about at all?: Be gossipped about
*Have stars in your eyes or eyes in the back of your head?: Have stars in your eyes
*Have x-ray vision or bionic hearing?: bionic hearing?
*Be able to hear any conversation or take back anything you say?: take back anything you say?
*End hunger or hatred?: hatred
*Publish your diary or make a movie on your most embarrassing moment?: Publish your diary
*Get caught singing in the mirror or spying on your crush?: singing in the mirror
*Be a dog named Killer or a cat named Fluffy?: dog named Killer
*Be stranded on an island alone or with someone you hate?: alone
*Get even or get over it?: get over it
*Always lose or never play?: Always lose
*Be forced to tell your best friend a lie or tell your parents the truth?: tell your parents the truth
*Know it all or have it all?: have it all
*Always get first dibs or the last laugh?: last laugh
*Give bad advice or take bad advice?: Give bad advice
*Have sand in your shorts or water in your ear?: water in your ear
*Forget your sunscreen or your sunglasses?: Forget your sunscreen
*Kiss a jellyfish or step on a crab?: step on a crab
*Own a ski lodge or a surf camp?: surf camp
*Forget who you were or who everyone else was?: everyone else
*Have one wish granted today or three wishes granted in 10 years?: one wish granted today
*Give up your computer or your pet?: pet
*Be the sand castle or the wave?: sand castle
*Overthrow a dictatorship or lead one?: Overthrow
*Write the worst book in history or record the worst song in history?: worst song in history
*Get free chocolate for one year or free potatoes forever?: free potatoes forever
*Have half days everyday or no homework forever?: half days everyday
*Wear all pink or all purple to school?: purple
*Take a math test or do a lab in science?: lab in science
*Have a mansion in the middle of nowhere or an apartment with 10 friends?: apartment with 10 friends
*Be a deep sea diver or an astronaut?: astronaut
*Bake cookies in cooking class or do art projects in art class?: Bake cookies
*Run the mile or give a speech for English?: Run the mile
*Have a pie-eating contest or a wheelbarrow race?: wheelbarrow race
*Have a big group of friends or one very close friend?: big group of friends
*Not be able to talk or hear for one day?: talk
*Be nervous but excited or relaxed but bored?: nervous but excited
*Wear a school uniform or last year's Halloween costume?: Halloween costume
*Spend the day surfing the internet or the ocean?: the ocean
*Be an actress/actor in a big movie or the director?: actor
*Have an ugly, loyal dog or a prize-winning, snobby cat?: ugly, loyal dog
*Be a professional baseball player or a champion horse breeder?: professional baseball player
*Be saved by Superman or meet Winnie the Pooh?: saved by Superman
*Go to an amusement park or to a family reunion?: family reunion
*Have a kangaroo or koala as your pet?: koala
*Be rich with an unhappy job or make less money with a job you like?: make less money with a job you like
*Not be able to use your phone or your e-mail?: e-mail
*Snowboard in the winter or swim in the summer?: swim in the summer
*Pick your own nose or someone else's?: own nose
*Be a tree or live in a tree?: live in a tree
*Write a mystery or a poem?: poem
*Meet an alien visitor or travel to outer space?: travel to outer space
*Be forgotten or hatefully remembered?: hatefully remembered
Last but not least...
*Would you rather be doing this quiz or doing something else? =P: doing something else
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Would you rather...
*Be 4'1 or 7'9"?: 7'9"
*Live without music or live without T.V.?: without T.V.
*Eat a bar of soap or drink a bottle of dishwashing liquid?: drink a bottle of dishwashing liquid
*Be called a racist or a traitor to your country?: Be called a racist
*Lose your legs or lose your arms?: lose your arms
*Have a beautiful house and ugly car or an ugly house and beautiful car?: Have a beautiful house and ugly car
*Be blind or deaf?: deaf
*Live in Antarctica or Death Valley?: Death Valley
*In a fire, save a sibling or a stranger?: save a sibling
*Be spanked or be put on a restriction (on your favorite thing to do)?: Be spanked
*Eat sushi or liver?: Eat sushi
*Have 3 eyes or webbed feet?: webbed feet
*Meet the president of the U.S. or Billy Graham?: president of the U.S.
*Find true love or 1 million dollars?: true love
*Always have to say everything on your mind or never speak again?: Always have to say everything on your mind
*Be gossipped about or never talked about at all?: Be gossipped about
*Have stars in your eyes or eyes in the back of your head?: Have stars in your eyes
*Have x-ray vision or bionic hearing?: bionic hearing?
*Be able to hear any conversation or take back anything you say?: take back anything you say?
*End hunger or hatred?: hatred
*Publish your diary or make a movie on your most embarrassing moment?: Publish your diary
*Get caught singing in the mirror or spying on your crush?: singing in the mirror
*Be a dog named Killer or a cat named Fluffy?: dog named Killer
*Be stranded on an island alone or with someone you hate?: alone
*Get even or get over it?: get over it
*Always lose or never play?: Always lose
*Be forced to tell your best friend a lie or tell your parents the truth?: tell your parents the truth
*Know it all or have it all?: have it all
*Always get first dibs or the last laugh?: last laugh
*Give bad advice or take bad advice?: Give bad advice
*Have sand in your shorts or water in your ear?: water in your ear
*Forget your sunscreen or your sunglasses?: Forget your sunscreen
*Kiss a jellyfish or step on a crab?: step on a crab
*Own a ski lodge or a surf camp?: surf camp
*Forget who you were or who everyone else was?: everyone else
*Have one wish granted today or three wishes granted in 10 years?: one wish granted today
*Give up your computer or your pet?: pet
*Be the sand castle or the wave?: sand castle
*Overthrow a dictatorship or lead one?: Overthrow
*Write the worst book in history or record the worst song in history?: worst song in history
*Get free chocolate for one year or free potatoes forever?: free potatoes forever
*Have half days everyday or no homework forever?: half days everyday
*Wear all pink or all purple to school?: purple
*Take a math test or do a lab in science?: lab in science
*Have a mansion in the middle of nowhere or an apartment with 10 friends?: apartment with 10 friends
*Be a deep sea diver or an astronaut?: astronaut
*Bake cookies in cooking class or do art projects in art class?: Bake cookies
*Run the mile or give a speech for English?: Run the mile
*Have a pie-eating contest or a wheelbarrow race?: wheelbarrow race
*Have a big group of friends or one very close friend?: big group of friends
*Not be able to talk or hear for one day?: talk
*Be nervous but excited or relaxed but bored?: nervous but excited
*Wear a school uniform or last year's Halloween costume?: Halloween costume
*Spend the day surfing the internet or the ocean?: the ocean
*Be an actress/actor in a big movie or the director?: actor
*Have an ugly, loyal dog or a prize-winning, snobby cat?: ugly, loyal dog
*Be a professional baseball player or a champion horse breeder?: professional baseball player
*Be saved by Superman or meet Winnie the Pooh?: saved by Superman
*Go to an amusement park or to a family reunion?: family reunion
*Have a kangaroo or koala as your pet?: koala
*Be rich with an unhappy job or make less money with a job you like?: make less money with a job you like
*Not be able to use your phone or your e-mail?: e-mail
*Snowboard in the winter or swim in the summer?: swim in the summer
*Pick your own nose or someone else's?: own nose
*Be a tree or live in a tree?: live in a tree
*Write a mystery or a poem?: poem
*Meet an alien visitor or travel to outer space?: travel to outer space
*Be forgotten or hatefully remembered?: hatefully remembered
Last but not least...
*Would you rather be doing this quiz or doing something else? =P: doing something else
Fill out this survey yourself
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Monday, September 15, 2008
The Unfortunate Consequences of Driving My Car
A.K.A. - Where are the cops when it matters?
Before we start, I must say that Natalie Portman is extremely cute (I'm watching V for Vendetta during MNF commercials). Okay, so here we go with today's main course.
The saga of my Civic is a sad, sad tale. Her name is 'Nessa. I bought the car in March, and I've had myriad problems with law enforcement (and lack there-of) since then.
Three weeks after I first took the car home, I parked across the street for the night, and it was subsequently broken into. Some hooligans smashed my window and took a crowbar to my center console. My stereo and my gym bag (why my gym bag?) were stolen, and my climate control buttons and air vents were completely destroyed. Of course I filed a police report, but that's basically useless because the cops don't give a shit...and here's how I know: the same thing happened twice more on my street within the next 5 days. Absolutely appalling, isn't it? So I must ask, "where are those cops when you need them to protect you from criminals?" After several encounters with the police, I have figured it out.
The Po-po sucks monkey balls!!! Sorry to rant, but I'm tired and I forgot I had this post saved in my drafts (this paragraph is being written weeks after the previous paragraph) and I've lost the soul of this entry. Anyways, I'll try to salvage my original thoughts; this isn't as eloquent as I probably wanted it to be when I started, but I'm trying.
I was pulled over in late July for not having a license plate attached to the front of my car, which I admit I should have had. I got fresh license plates and paid off my ticket on the 14th of September. On the 15th of September (that's right, the very next FUCKING day) I was pulled over for having a "modified exhaust" on my car(what the hell is that shit?). I was pulled over literally one block from home, while I was waiting at the goddamn stoplight!(wow, I guess I'm still angry over this) What was so wrong about this situation is that having an aftermarket exhaust isn't even necessarily illegal. So the pig asked me to pop open the hood (for no fucking reason) and gave me a ticket for an illegal intake. Again, my intake technically isn't even illegal, it's just missing a compliance sticker. So now I have to buy a new intake and get my car tested at the CA State Referee, and I don't know how I'm going to do that, because the State Referee was shut down by Gov. Schwarzenegger for budget reasons.
So, THAT'S what the cops are busy doing while my car is being broken into at night: finding BULLSHIT excuses to pull people over and giving them BULLSHIT traffic tickets. Way to keep the streets safe from cars with modified exhaust systems and intakes without stickers on them! Who cares about buglaries and theft? Let's focus on busting people who actually PAY for the things they have in their cars! Congratu-fucking-lations Police, you're making us proud!
STUPID PIGS....I eat bacon for breakfast.
Okay, now I'm over it. =)
Before we start, I must say that Natalie Portman is extremely cute (I'm watching V for Vendetta during MNF commercials). Okay, so here we go with today's main course.
The saga of my Civic is a sad, sad tale. Her name is 'Nessa. I bought the car in March, and I've had myriad problems with law enforcement (and lack there-of) since then.
Three weeks after I first took the car home, I parked across the street for the night, and it was subsequently broken into. Some hooligans smashed my window and took a crowbar to my center console. My stereo and my gym bag (why my gym bag?) were stolen, and my climate control buttons and air vents were completely destroyed. Of course I filed a police report, but that's basically useless because the cops don't give a shit...and here's how I know: the same thing happened twice more on my street within the next 5 days. Absolutely appalling, isn't it? So I must ask, "where are those cops when you need them to protect you from criminals?" After several encounters with the police, I have figured it out.
The Po-po sucks monkey balls!!! Sorry to rant, but I'm tired and I forgot I had this post saved in my drafts (this paragraph is being written weeks after the previous paragraph) and I've lost the soul of this entry. Anyways, I'll try to salvage my original thoughts; this isn't as eloquent as I probably wanted it to be when I started, but I'm trying.
I was pulled over in late July for not having a license plate attached to the front of my car, which I admit I should have had. I got fresh license plates and paid off my ticket on the 14th of September. On the 15th of September (that's right, the very next FUCKING day) I was pulled over for having a "modified exhaust" on my car(what the hell is that shit?). I was pulled over literally one block from home, while I was waiting at the goddamn stoplight!(wow, I guess I'm still angry over this) What was so wrong about this situation is that having an aftermarket exhaust isn't even necessarily illegal. So the pig asked me to pop open the hood (for no fucking reason) and gave me a ticket for an illegal intake. Again, my intake technically isn't even illegal, it's just missing a compliance sticker. So now I have to buy a new intake and get my car tested at the CA State Referee, and I don't know how I'm going to do that, because the State Referee was shut down by Gov. Schwarzenegger for budget reasons.
So, THAT'S what the cops are busy doing while my car is being broken into at night: finding BULLSHIT excuses to pull people over and giving them BULLSHIT traffic tickets. Way to keep the streets safe from cars with modified exhaust systems and intakes without stickers on them! Who cares about buglaries and theft? Let's focus on busting people who actually PAY for the things they have in their cars! Congratu-fucking-lations Police, you're making us proud!
STUPID PIGS....I eat bacon for breakfast.
Okay, now I'm over it. =)
Friday, June 20, 2008
The Sky's the Limit
News Update: First Annual Milpitas Cage 2-on-2 Basketball Tournament
Here's how the teams and first round match-ups are organized:
(TBD) Quoc/Anh v. Phuoc/Fong - Friday 06.20
(TBD) Tam/Daniel v. Sam/Clint - Saturday 06.21
(WINNER) John/Chuck 15-13 Cow/Lam - Wednesday 06.18
(WINNER) Adrian/Wai [aka The Eiffel Towers] 15-14 Chad/Hieu - Wednesday 06.18
Now on to the title's subject matter, plus some other non sequitur ramblings...cheeseburger.
I have made some more measured progress in my Air Alert exercise program. Let's see, after the first 2 weeks, my vert increased 1 inch, up to 32". Since then, I've had to suspend the program a few times due to injury and an increase in hours at work. Thankfully my vertical hasn't suffered as a result. After the tournament match on Wednesday, I returned home to measure my vert again, and it was at 34", and I was exhausted at the time. Improvement is always good. Just ten more inches until I can dunk ;).
I also got piss drunk on Wednesday, and ended up sleeping at my co-workers place. And last night (Thursday night/Friday) when I ordered fried rice at Top Café, it was the first real meal I had eaten since Tuesday. As I recall, I had a pb&j sandwich and a slice of cheese for lunch on wednesday, and it was the only thing I ate that day. On Thursday, I had an English McMuffin from McDonald's, at 1pm, then 3 tator-tot sized mini corndogs at 7pm for dinner. I didn't eat anything else on Thursday (technically true, because I ate the fried rice after midnight). Never again. From now on, I promise to eat, EVERY DAY. =)
Here's how the teams and first round match-ups are organized:
(TBD) Quoc/Anh v. Phuoc/Fong - Friday 06.20
(TBD) Tam/Daniel v. Sam/Clint - Saturday 06.21
(WINNER) John/Chuck 15-13 Cow/Lam - Wednesday 06.18
(WINNER) Adrian/Wai [aka The Eiffel Towers] 15-14 Chad/Hieu - Wednesday 06.18
Now on to the title's subject matter, plus some other non sequitur ramblings...cheeseburger.
I have made some more measured progress in my Air Alert exercise program. Let's see, after the first 2 weeks, my vert increased 1 inch, up to 32". Since then, I've had to suspend the program a few times due to injury and an increase in hours at work. Thankfully my vertical hasn't suffered as a result. After the tournament match on Wednesday, I returned home to measure my vert again, and it was at 34", and I was exhausted at the time. Improvement is always good. Just ten more inches until I can dunk ;).
I also got piss drunk on Wednesday, and ended up sleeping at my co-workers place. And last night (Thursday night/Friday) when I ordered fried rice at Top Café, it was the first real meal I had eaten since Tuesday. As I recall, I had a pb&j sandwich and a slice of cheese for lunch on wednesday, and it was the only thing I ate that day. On Thursday, I had an English McMuffin from McDonald's, at 1pm, then 3 tator-tot sized mini corndogs at 7pm for dinner. I didn't eat anything else on Thursday (technically true, because I ate the fried rice after midnight). Never again. From now on, I promise to eat, EVERY DAY. =)
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
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