So what now?

I just realized that I suck at blogging. Besides not posting as often as I should, my posts are lazy and sometimes they are of topics that have been regurgitated a number of times. It's true that one's blog is what you make of it. It may also be a reflection of where you stand in life, which might be a bit of a stretch, but in my case, very true. My blog = all over; me = total scatterbrain. I feel that I have a lot of things that I want to write about: last night's ride on BART, the whole story of my sofa purchase, the awesome feeling I got after killing Gretel on Red Riding Hood's Zombie BBQ game on DS... you know, stuff like these. But for whatever reason, I end up not writing about it. There have been days when I start writing an entry and delete it altogether before posting it. I feel that the writing isn't good enough, or that it's not an interesting enough read. These are things that hold me back but now I realize, who gives a rat's ass? I shouldn't be so self-conscious of my writing when I am not really here to prove anything (other than maybe, I can construct several coherent sentences in English).

To mark the new year (Lunar, that is), I will be less critical of my own blogging abilities. IF KANYE CAN DO IT ON HIS MACBOOK AIR (sorry, pretty dated reference), I CAN DO IT TOO! AND YES, I AM SCREAMING AT YOU RIGHT NOW!

Kthxbai

Happy Day-After Thanksgiving!

Is it sacrilegious that I am not participating to the nouveau Thanksgiving tradition of getting in line at Best Buy to buy a $400 laptop? Then call me a heretic. I woke up late today and happily drove myself (traffic free!) to work today. I mean, I'd really much rather sleep in and stay in my jammies the whole day, but between going to work or doing the Black Friday shopping, I'd pick work, hands-down.

Anyway, Happy (day-after) Thanksgiving!

Ed's note: Seriously people, it's just shopping. No one should die while shopping, or working in retail, for that matter.

A Trimester's Gone By...

It has been a while since I last posted. I'm happy to share to my reader(s) --- myself, that I am still around and able to write. So what's happened in the last three months?

- I've started my third term in my graduate (but not-quite graduate) program
- Summer's over!
- TV's fall season has started: The Office is back!
- The beast, that is, the credit collapse, has reared its ugly head
- The US is $700B poorer
- Tina Fey was the break-out star of the presidential campaign
- We've elected Barack Obama as the 44th Prez (yay!)
- Prop 8 passed (Hwaaah!)

I've also seen a couple of movies, finished anime a couple of anime series along the way. Saw a band play in Napa. Signed up in Facebook (I don't know why)... and many more that are probably not-so interesting. Anyway, I'm back. Just thought I should pop in and say hello.

Feist and I have something in common...

We both love counting to FOUR.



For me, it's FOUR more days until the Feist concert in Berkeley. Yay!

Bonnaroo Recap: Thanks Joe!

I have so many things going on right now, and since Joe's always been the better writer and photographer, I'm pretty much just stealing his recap of the Bonnaroo awesomosity!

Please click here (or to the side) to traverse to Joe's blog.

match.com: if only the hotness were real

After checking my e-mail for the 20th time today, I noticed the ad to the right hand of the "breaking news" (to me, at least) that Angelina's going to give birth to the hottest twins on the face of the earth very soon (much to my sister's disappointment). The ad was from match.com, I was about to click on it when I realized, "guys who are that cute won't go to match.com"... I retreated my finger from the clicker and cursed match.com for all their lies.




Ed's note: TBH, I'm more a Matt Damon fan than a Ben Affleck fan, but this guy looks like Ben with the friendly demeanor of Matt, so I say win-win!

Ed's note 2: Also, I think he's watching some girl doing something naughty on the webcam. Pretty pervy, me no likey.

Claire, I'm just waiting...

So, I just got done watching the second season of Lost. It's an awesome show (more on that some other time). I do have my favorites and Claire isn't one of them. Seriously, I am just waiting for her to say "The dingo ate my bay-bee!". In my head, I think the writers/producers intentionally made the Australian chick the pregnant one, just so they could hear her say "bay-bee" over and over and over again. It was making me pretty crazy that I wished the polar bear would come eat her baby and say something like, "Who are you calling a dingo now?".

If I had a drinking game with myself everytime she uttered the word "bay-bee" throughout the second season, I probably won't be writing this entry because I'd be off to my twice-a-day AA meetings.

Ed's note: I am aware that Claire may or may not be dead now. I still have two seasons to catch up to. Cut me some slack.