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 Tuesday, July 22, 2008 It's kind of strange when you know really whorish people. So like two people within the last two weeks have teased me about having a belly. As girlie as it sounds it makes me feel a bit self conscious. Am I putting on weight?  Well the ole pantech Duo phone didnt exactly work out- too slow and the keys were tiny. So I got a Blackberry Curve. It's cool, but I feel like a total yuppy. Monday, July 21, 2008 Back to work. Everyone I know goes surfing, maybe I should learn. Batman was great. I actually really liked Two-face this time- normally I hate Two-face because I think he is lame and boring. Tuesday, July 15, 2008 I wish I could stop being late all the time. My new phone isnt working out as well as I'd hope. To be honest I'm not in love with it. I think I am going to return it. Monday, July 14, 2008 Last Tuesday my acting instructor again publically asked me to get into therapy. She then went on to tell me that I needed to grow up. I dont know what to do to please that woman.  Sometimes you don't think about how much work a wedding is until you're helping out with one. I was a groom's man in Daniel and Beverly's wedding, and he made a schedule for the day of the wedding. You can click on it to make it bigger and I highlighted the portion for the groomsmen and Susan. Everyone except us were scheduled to have lunch at 230, and we all thought it was a funny typo. He reassured us we could eat though. The wedding was a lot of fun, although I must confess it is kind of weird that all my close friends are getting married. It's like you mentally know its supposed to be that way, but for some reason it all seems strange. Maybe I just need to grow up. The reception was a lot of fun. Me, Ryan, Susan, Michelle Hamrick, and Lindsay G all did a shot of something called Ouzo. It was pretty strong, remarkably so since I had all ready drank 2.5 mojitos. It was my goal to make everyone get a mojito- but only Susan and Scott complied. Also Daniel and Beverly accidentally included a photograph of my nipple in their wedding reception slide show. Labels: Wedding Schedules Sunday Christine told me she thought I had gotten a little tummy. I dont think I have one- but I had drank two gallons of water that day so I might have been housing some of it. Also her eye had swollen shut because her parrot pooped on her, and she suddenly found out she was incredibly allergic to bird poop. Friday, July 11, 2008 The women in my office are being so obnoxious today. I wish they would all go home. It's like that 11 year old giggly preteen kind of annoying. Thursday, July 10, 2008 After a busy weekend helping out with Daniel's wedding me and some friends decided to check out the food festival, "A Taste of Chicago". I didn't read any ads for it, but a few of my coworkers talked it up and I was curious. From what I was told all the best restaurants in town set up booths where they sell tastes and portions of their best entrees. We go there on a Sunday afternoon, and to start off it is oppressively hot. After walking a ways to get to the festival itself you're greeted with a stand to which you have to purchase tickets to taste the food, apparently this is more efficient than cash. They sell them in batches of 12, and the average entree is 8 tickets so you need to revisit the ticket stands frequently. Very quickly we find out that the restaurant booths are arranged sporadically across an open concrete area. The random arrangement of the booths made it difficult to plot out the food we wanted to try. Under less crowded circumstances merely roaming around and discovering the fare would have been fine, but the festival was brimming with people. Fighting the masses to get to 'nowhere in particular' got a bit old. That coupled with the heat made it a less than pleasant experience, and because of the heat and masses nothing looked particularly appetizing. All I wanted was a bottle of water and the shade! Also the food we sampled was just ok. I wasn't looking for manna from heaven but I had expected all the restaurants to have their best feet forward, and this wasn't the case. Overall I rate 'The Taste of Chicago' poorly. The food was mundane, the summer heat was oppressive, and the crowds of people stifling. Perhaps it would have come off better as a fall festival, but as it stands I wouldn't bother going again. Labels: My review of the food festival "A Taste of Chicago". Thursday, June 26, 2008  I thought about getting an iPhone but I found out from my last phone that I'm not big on touch screens. Labels: My new cell phone Monday, June 16, 2008 Thursday, June 12, 2008 This one chick wont stop reading out loud about Eco-feminism. HELP ME. My coworker is on his 'one-world government' kick. What a freak. Monday, June 09, 2008 So I had this dream Saturday night that I became a werewolf. Not sure how it happened within the context of my dream. My next door neighbor had a wolf that I had to dog sit, and I caught the werewolf virus or something (airborne thank you very much). So, one night I become this werewolf, but it wasn't like I was half man-half wolf, I just became a wolf. Apparently a secret society of werewolves knew I had become one because they left a special 'werewolf laptop' for me at my house. It had a mouse pad specially fit for wolf's paws. Once I powered up the laptop, as a wolf, it took me directly to this werewolf society web page with all the werewolf news and stuff. I remember thinking, "Wow, it's strange operating this mouse pad with wolf's paws." I think there should be a user's manual on how to interact with people in LA. Sunday I went to the beach with Eleanor. The water was so freezing it made my testilces hurt. She's from England so she was fine- said the water was a jacuzi compared to the UK. Brrrrr. Thursday, June 05, 2008 There's this woman in my office, will call her Sharla, who studied Philosophy in her undergrad. She'll engage me in conversations about philosophy and then get upset, to the point of crying, when I don't agree with everything she says. For instance, the other day she made the statement that religious people (she didn't specify which religion, therefore we can assume she meant everyone from orthodox jews to hindus) do not make good philosophers. This bates the questions of what is a 'good philosopher'. Her argument is that a good philosopher is one who can suspend his beliefs, i.e. a belief in a god, in order to ask, ponder, and question the meaning of life and even realty itself. Ok, fair enough, but she goes onto say that, in her view, it is not only a belief in a god that must be questioned but even very basic beliefs that we have, i.e. that the sun will rise in the morning, that the chair your sitting in is real, or that you as a person even exist (yes I know it all sounds ridiculous and inane). Thus I pointed out that it is inaccurate to say that the religious person is incapable of setting aside their beliefs to engage in this prolonged period of questioning as everyone has to set aside beliefs that would be difficult for them to question (i.e. their own existence). But every time I tried to make that point she began talking over me and becoming angry until finally I excused myself from the conversation since she would not let me finish a sentence. At this point she tears up and asks me why I cannot just let her have an opinion. ? Wednesday, June 04, 2008 My goal is to find new ways to work the statement "dang ho, why you so skanky" into daily conversation. Monday, June 02, 2008 I loathe pre-made sandwiches. It's like, who are you to tell me what I want on my sandwich? And whenever someone brings you a platter of them to an event they stand there with their chest puffed out like you owe them some debt of gratitude for their great efforts of going to the nearest grocery store and shelling out ten bucks for a tray o crap that no one wants. I hate pre-made sandwiches. Saturday, May 31, 2008 Last Saturday I threw a housewarming party for myself/going away party for my roommate and his wife/welcome back party for our buddy Ed. It was fun, although I was wicked tired from moving last week and helping my roommate move. Also right when the party was supposed to start (around 8pm) my street and all routes to my apartments in downtown were blocked off by the LA swat team. A mad gunman was loose in the streets (he didnt shoot anyone thankfully), and the cops were able to corner him in the hotel right across the street from my apartment. THUS at the same time I start getting all these calls from my guests that my street's been blocked off by the swat team. Some people go home, most found cafes and parking meters to wait it out although I was adament that people could go home if they wanted. Tania, Edwin, Ed, and I went up to the roof to try and get a bird's eye view of what was going on. On our way up there we 4 stumbled into a penthouse that was for sale. We explored the really ornate penthouse and drank wine, it was actually quite fun. By that time I had given up on actually having the party. We couldnt see much from the roof, but when we went downstairs we could see that they captured the gunman. Then Edwin and I went out to asks the cops (well after they hauled the gunman away ofcourse) if people could use the street again. The answere was yes and soon, but not yet. And they told us that since we were now on the street we could no longer go up to the apartment. At this point even I am stuck outside, unable to attend my own party. It was nuts. Christine, another guest, was on the street corner with a plate of cookies. We ate the cookies and mused about the insanity of the whole affair. Then the tape cleared and quite a few people came up to my place for the party and it was a lot of fun. Labels: Last Saturday Monday, May 19, 2008  I think it's wrong they're letting this guy compete in the Olympics. The Olympic board disqualified him because his prostetic legs are designed/shaped like a cheetah's, which gives him an unfair advantage over the rest of the athletes who are running on...well human legs, lol. Their argument, which prevailed in arbitration, is that his prostetic legs do not give him any advantage. But they're designed to function like cheetah legs. In fact they're called the Cheetah® (Flex-Sprint III) . Scientists came forward and argued against Oscar being able to participate because the prosthetics give him an advantage. People are so weird, I think the court ruled in favor of him because they're feeling sorry for them. |
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