What is the first video game that you ever played?
Super Mario Bros./Duck Hunt
What is your all time favorite newspaper comic strip?
Charlie Brown?
Who is your all time favorite comic book character?
Spider-Man
What is the dream car that you wish to own once in your life? Conquest Knight XV with optional smokescreen
What famous person was your boyhood / girlhood crush?
Tiffani Thiessen. She still got it.
What is the one band you absolutely love that you wish more people knew?
The Hush Sound
Name one poster or picture that adored your bedroom growing up.
None
What is the one thing guaranteed to make you laugh? Speed Cooking 2. Made me laugh so hard the first time I missed more than 20 seconds because my eyes were closed shut from laughing.
What is your all time favorite television commercial? Trucktober or any of the Jang and Associates commercial
If you could have lived in any era of history, when would it have been?
Any era where I could be dressed in full knight's armor.
What is the one song that ALWAYS can get you out on the dance floor?
Any after a few drinks
Who is your all time favorite sports figure?
Rocky Balboa
Where is the one place you would like to visit once in your life?
Rio de Janeiro for Carnival
In your mind, who is the all time greatest stand up comedian?
Two way tie of Mitch Hedberg and Bill Burr
Do you like horror movies and if yes, what is your favorite?
The genre makes no sense to me
If you were to be reincarnated as an animal, what would you want to be?
Bald eagle. America. Fuck yeah
What is your all time favorite television series?
Arrested Development
What was the first or earliest Halloween costume you remember wearing?
Dinosaur. Went twinsies with Doug
What has been your favorite Halloween costume to date?
Greenman
What is the best book that you have ever read?
Detectives in Togas!
What is the one thing that scares you the most?
Silence
What is your favorite beverage of any kind?
Soy milk
What is the one song that "moves your soul to new heights"?
Star Spangled Banner
What is your favorite color?
Red or purple
Who is your all time favorite U.S. president?
Chester A. Arthur
What is your dream job?
Defense with Douglas Murray with San Jose Sharks
If you could date any celebrity for one month, who would it be?
Carrie Underwood (Sweezy would be wifey)
If you could have any superpower, what would it be?
Mind control
What would be the name of your biography if your life story was told?
Louder Than Loud: The Chronicles of an Angry, Misunderstood Chinaman Narrated by Samuel L. Jackson with Special Guests Gordon Ramsay, Gilbert Godfrey, and Tyra Banks
Last night I met Taylor Swift. She was stunning. I am not exactly sure what happened but someone I know had won a chance to meet Sweezy. It was a chance for a private concert in their home and she came to Calvin's house. Her band was setting up in the kitchen and I was playing chess with Chad in the dining room while Anjuli watched TV. I realized no one else was going to watch the concert besides the three of us so I went into the kitchen and asked her if she just wanted to perform an acoustic set so it would not take so long setting up. She thought it was a great idea and she came out and sang a song on her guitar. It was wonderful.
After a few songs, I asked her if she wanted to play some board games. She asked what we had and I went through the list of board games I have and mentioned Taboo. As soon as I mentioned it, her eyes lit up and she said, "I LOVE THAT GAME! I'M SO GOOD AT IT!" She mentioned that she and Adele were "beastly" and undefeated. I went around the house to look for my people to play and found Andy sleeping. I tried to wake him up but he did not want to play. Oh well.
She said she had to leave so I walked her to her car. Amazingly, no one recognized her as we walked through a crowd of people. Then, out of no where, some crazy Asian girl screams, "TAYLOR!" Waves of hysterical fans start running toward her and I try to hold them back. I had my back turned to the fans and boxed out as many as I could while Taylor got into her car. Some 13 year old reaches from behind and grabs my neck. At this point Taylor is already in the car and drives off. I turn around and slap the girl across the face and walk away. Bitch. Trying to grab me...
Not really an exciting dream but it was the first time I met Taylor.
I hate Demi Lavato but she sure can sing. Too bad she's a jealous bitch.
Totally dissin' my girls Selena and Taylor. She will pay.
Everyone is off to Los Angeles for a fun-filled weekend and everyone else isn't online. What does that mean? Blog... You are my last resort.
I have added another item to my bucket list bringing it to a grand total of nine. I seriously need more goals. The latest addition to my list is: Give an umbrella to a complete stranger. The way this goes down in my head is like this: While walking around the financial district in my $5,000 suit, I see a complete stranger at the corner of a street in the direction I am headed. I am using a sturdy black umbrella and walk beside him/her (preferably a her just because it would make a nicer story) and protect them for the heavy downpour. Then I offer her the umbrella and walk away and just like that, an umbrella for a complete stranger. A bonus would be if she was having a horrible day so my kind gesture would have more meaning.
Another thing I have been mulling over was inspired by Yes Man. Sometime in the near future, and by near future I mean a year or so, I plan to become a yes man for 30 days. I will not tell anyone when it starts or begins but I thought it would be a really fun and interesting project. Thirty days seems like enough time to gain some new perspectives and experience new things or reconnect with past things.
I have not yet thought out all of the stipulations but some of the obvious things would be avoiding things that will put my health or other people's health directly in harms way. I also don't want to spend a ridiculous amount of money on this project so I am debating a cap for this project. Somewhere in the ballpark of $1,000 seems reasonable at this point. Of course I will be thinking this over a lot before it happens, but when it does be prepared.
The sky is the limit. Invite me to the movies. I will go. Invite me to a rave. I will go. I may even try curry if you ask at the right moment. Of course during this experiment, I will be blogging my experiences. It will be combined into one huge posting after the experiment is over. Sounds fun though and I am looking forward to it.
Super caked on, super shopped, or maybe both but still beautiful. Because I have time, this will be a long read. Make sure you have relieved your bladder and bowels before reading on. Grab your favorite drink and snack and enjoy.
So, as of yesterday, my laptop caught the 700m pandemic going around. The back light is loose or blew out leaving the monitor another desolate screen that once displayed beautiful vibrant images of the young lady pictured above. I've been reading up on forums and this is quite common amongst 700m owners. This happened to my brother almost exactly a week ago and somehow my laptop caught the disease. Since the screws on the bottom panel have been frayed and stripped to being almost unscrewable (<
This weekend I decided to be a hermit and stay in. Not much is going on anyways. That I know of. Plenty of activities that I can do indoors anyways.
This week, I received many packages from various online purchases made on the week of Black Friday and Cyber Monday. Got my two portable hard drives from Dell a few days ago, my Tekken 6 Fightstick bundles, and my copy of Fearless: Platinum edition. I spent much of the morning backing up all my files from my laptop and then putting all my music on the new hard drive. Still en route are my other two external hard drives that I plan on returning, four books from Borders, and my clothes from Urban Outfitters. Since receiving the fight sticks, I've been catching up on my SF2HD. Purchase of the game via Xbox Live was made possible by my sister and her 10 friends, Andy, Doug, and Calvin. Thanks! Next game purchase will be Ikaruga, which I'm 400 points away from buying. After playing twice online, I have come to the conclusion that Xbox Live players are much more competitive and unforgiving than their Playstation network counterpart.
To test out the game after I first downloaded it, I played one game online and destroyed my competition. This was at 7:45 AM right before I started doing my business to get ready for work. I shut off the system and went to work. I came back to a message by the person I played saying "Run scrub run". I replied "It was 7:45 AM in San Francisco. I was testing the game before I left for work. Some of us are actually employed." No response back. Then a few days ago I had some time and decided to give it another go online. I played one on one with some random guy and lost 8-10 (ish) before quitting since dinner was ready. Minutes later, I received a voice message from him saying "You know why I played you like an ass hole? Because you were using Zangief. Playing one on one. How cheap can you get. Fuck you suck at this game." First off, SF2HD is a one on one game. How else can you play it? One vs. two? Ridiculous. Secondly, if the developers put certain moves in the game, they want you to use it. It's the same reasoning they add cheats in video games. Games go through rigorous testing to balance characters and certain characters naturally have different functions otherwise every character would be the same. I was practicing my Zangief's crouching jab+jab to 360 with LP (Andy you know what I'm talking about). Basically the combo at 1:48.
Needless to say, I caught him enough times (almost twice a round) to make him angry. Probably got two or three perfects too. So far, that's two for two. Two ass holes in two sessions of SF2HD. If I hadn't flashed my Xbox, I would have definitely reported this guy. I do not want to cause trouble for myself. Oh, the limitations resulting from illegal mods...
At work yesterday, our group held it's annual end-of-the-year party. I spent the first two hours of work zoning out and napping while waiting for the company lunch. The admin came around at 11 and asked me to go with her to pick up the food (our lunch was catered). I said yes hoping to get to know her better since she was the youngest person in our group. She's probably around 28. The next youngest person is probably in their early 40s. It's an old bunch. After we picked up around ten trays of food, I called the team from the car to come help bring the food in. I asked one of my coworkers to bring four or five other people to help unload the food. After handing out all the trays to them, I realized there was nothing left for me to carry. One of my coworkers, H a r s h i t (yes, his name is H a r s h i t and I realize it's one letter away from being Hardshit and I'm spacing out the name to avoid google searches), joked around saying that I called all of them to do all the lifting. During the lunch, our boss, Jimmy, made gave a speech and thanked the admin for organizing the event and ordering the food and then thanked me for "being the muscle." Harshit immediately pointed at me and smiled knowing that I didn't carry any of the trays. I interrupted Jimmy and told him that other people helped. Harshit busted me out saying, "Yea, Alex called all of us to carry all the food!" Jimmy then congratulated me on my upper management skills in pawning off all the work on other people. I guess I am management material after all. This became a running joke throughout the party which I thought was pretty hilarious.
Okay. Here comes the inevitable rant of the entry. After the lunch, the group has a traditional white elephant gift exchange. The rules are, the gift must be a minimum of $25 and cannot be a recycled gift from the years before. THAT'S IT! The rules of the game in this case, was a gift can be stolen up to three times before being locked up. The gift I bought was a large dream dictionary and Snuggie, which I personally think is a decent gift. I drew number 20 of 50 (there were 33 people). First pick by first person, 7" digital photo frame. Obviously from the boss, Jimmy, and guaranteed to be stolen. Here's why. All the other gifts were lame beyond compare. But before I get to the horrible list of gifts, let me first share with you the sequence of events involving myself since this is my blog. Now this is where the game takes a horrible turn. There was nothing I wanted to steal (you'll see why) when it was my turn, so I chose a gift from the pile. I picked one that was relatively large with a nice heft to it. Inside was an inflatable twin mattress (with pump). This was definitely one of the better gifts, but I thought no one would want to steal it. I was wrong. A few turns later H a r s h i t stole it from me and I decided to pick another from the pile. At this point, after watching several picks, I came to the conclusion that anything that was horribly wrapped came from a male gifter and was almost certainly something tech-y. I picked the third to the ugliest one because of the shape of the box. Inside was a very good gift compared to the rest. A clock radio with side speakers and a dock for Ipods.
Something like that but not as nice of a model. Definitely will get stolen. A few turns pass and Serena, another coworker, steals my gift. This was fairly upsetting because we were getting down to the wire on unopened gifts and I did not see anything worth stealing. I took another gamble and picked another poorly wrapped gift. This is what I got stuck with:
What...the...fuck... Seriously? A fucking DTV converter box? A gift that was probably free from a government rebate? At this point the entire room started laughing because they knew I picked gift that was almost certainly unwanted by everyone in the group. This group of people have no fucking respect for the people who actually play the game with decency. Now, for the list of the worst gifts:
A T-shirt. Obviously NOT worth $25
A small twist-chopper thing and a bowl
A pen set
USED billiard balls. Obviously repackaged poorly with loads of tape. The cue ball had scuff marks on it. Who would give this as a gift at white elephant? What percent of people actually own a personal table and can use this?!
Cheap wine that was clearly for the budget-conscious
A teddy bear with candy. There's always seems to be one jackass who does this (no offense to Dillon or David whoever brought that stuffed animal last time)
A fucking step ladder. A STEP LADDER!!! WHAT KIND OF PEOPLE DO THAT!? The best part about this gift was the wrapping. Black garbage back. With a step ladder in it. Of course it was the last gift picked
A tea kettle. A fucking tea kettle. And not just any tea kettle. A tea kettle that clearly was a few years old. The box was faded and scuffed up horribly and looked like someone bought it at Ross. Don't get me wrong. I love Ross. But this clearly was the worst gift and there is no way it could have been worth more than $10. The person who picked this had it stolen from Jimmy. Every year, Jimmy bails out the person with the crappiest gift when it's his turn to pick. That way the person with the crapiest gift (at the time) gets another choice. Jimmy was sixth to draw meaning that the people who picked the crappier gifts could not be bailed out. Like me.
And of course the DTV converter box
Why? Why do people do these things? No respect for the game or their coworkers. Some people at least have the decency to play the game with honor. Highlights of "good" gifts:
7" digital photo frame
8GB flash drive (two people gifted them. One Sandisk and one generic brand which any tech-y can tell you is not $25 but at least people want these)
Safeway giftcard
Clock with Ipod/dock
Set of four great looking tumblers
An emergency road-side kit. Probably one of the most useful gifts. Included jumper cables, gloves, flares, other tools, an orange cone, and other miscellaneous items.
Jesus fucking Christ. At least if I'm there next year I know I can get away with bringing crap gifts like a DTV converter box. My god... Work people are ridiculous. If I had written this yesterday, you can bet that I would have used more profanities but I have cooled down a bit since then. Worst white elephant in the history of white elephants. While the gifts obviously sucked, it was pretty funny to see people making fun of everyone else for their poor gifts. Overall, it was a fun experience even though I walked away with one of the worst gifts of all time. People were even joking that the reason why someone gifted it was because they lost their rebate form and such. I was a little sad that everyone didn't really like the gift that I brought either. My manager actually picked my gift and tried desperately to give it away. My gift ended up being stolen once and traded at the end of the game so at least a few people liked it. There was actually another gifter who bought a Snuggie and combined it with a pair of Slipper Genies
To clean your floors while you walk around the house. At the end of the game, I told Serena that my friend just got a pool table recently and that if she didn't want the billiard balls that she picked then I would be happy to take them. She said that she didn't want to just give it away and didn't want to trade me for my DTV converter which is completely understandable. But then another coworker said, "Just give it to Alex. You have no reason to keep it." She replied, "Oh, it's ok. I'll just throw it around or something." Bitch. Huge bitch. Let me tell you some of the things she's done. My coworker Gary set up a slide show presentation of his trip to Europe with his girlfriend. One of the pictures showed them in front of a very expensive store. I forget if it was Gucci, Prada, or something like that but when that picture came up Serena blurted out "Oh that store is expensive. You guys probably didn't buy anything from there cause you can't afford it huh?" Everything she says is me, me, me. "Oh look at what I've done. I'm better than you at everything. Everything I do is great and everything you do is wrong. I'm right. And everything that's yours is cheap stuff." Clearly not true. Before I moved my mattress back from San Jose, I was telling her that I had some back problems because of my mattress. Her immediate response was "Oh you probably have a cheap mattress. I have a very expensive mattress and it's very good." Bitch I've been using the same mattress since I grew out of a crib. What a fucking bitch. And another time she was walking around holding a CD and asked me "Can I use your T-shirt to wipe off the gunk on the CD?" Uhh... No. "Why are you being so stingy? Just let me wipe it with your shirt." Ok. One. My mama bought me this shirt and it was one of my favorite shirts and I'm not letting some bitch use it to wipe shit off a CD. Two. Just because it's a T-shirt doesn't mean it's cheap. It was an expensive T-shirt. Three. You have a fucking shirt. Use yours. "But my shirt is expensive and it's not made of cotton." Shut up. I dress the way I dress because it's comfortable and I don't have to try and impress you fuckbags at work who mean less than nothing to me. Want to fire me for the way I dress? Fine with me. What a fucking bitch. Learn some manners. How are you married? -End rant.
This week I moved my Xbox up to my room which finally allowed me to plug my USB somewhere and catch up on my shows. I am up to date with HIMYM, BBT, Community, 30 Rock, and finally got a chance to watch the episode of SNL where Taylor Swift was hosting. Next up is Modern Family, FlashForward, White Collar. I have all of Heroes for this season but will probably delete them before I watch it. I quit Heroes. Community is one of the funniest new shows on television. It will definitely be renewed for at least another season and hopefully longer. On the other end of the spectrum, Monk aired it's final episode of the series last night. I'm about six or seven episodes behind and have not yet downloaded any episodes. From what I've been hearing, the ending is going to be awesome. I will definitely miss this show. Upcoming shows to look forward to include 24 and Chuck.
Sharks played the Calgary Flames at the Tank tonight but couldn't come out with a win. The Flames' goalie was phenomenal and made save after save. McLaren had another fight but took a beating. I like the way this kid plays. Sticks up for his team mates and does not take crap from anyone. I think in the last three games, he was in a fight in each game. But rather than bore you with statistics that you don't care about, I would like to share an interesting tidbit I heard while watching the last game. There is a contest of sorts to come up with the best nickname for the first line of the Sharks. Currently, San Jose's top line is Patrick Marleau, or Patty, Joe Thornton, or Jumbo, and Danny Heatley, or Heater. The first name that the announcer's said was "Team Canada". A nickname they said was too generic and overused. Second nickname was "The Great White" (because they're Sharks duh). This was kind of interesting. But the third was definitely the best. Someone suggested their line be called "The Burger" line. A Jumbo, Heated Patty. Genius. Next game will be at home against the L.A. Kings. A game that I have tickets to. Should be a great game considering they are not only division rivals, but it's also a battle of California.
Big thanks to Gary who gave me his remaining Magic cards. Haven't had the chance to go through everything but it's a good amount of cards. From what I have gone through, I didn't see anything of value to my main deck. Still very nice of him to give me his cards. Wiltron get ready.
^^ Kellie Pickler will be opening for Taylor Swift in April.
Right off the bat, I knew it was going to be a bad day. I woke up 15 minutes early but somehow ended up leaving the house 15 min late. Got to work 20 minutes late and did my usual half an hour coast. When I decided to start working I realized all of my test cards and test checks were missing from my ATM work space. I started looking around and one of my coworkers asked me if I had left my stuff out. Of course, being an honest guy, I said yes. She told me security had their nightly walk-through of the test lab and found cash laying out in the open. Apparently, I had left $55 in $1 bills out in the open. She told me security was pissed and had filed a report. I went to the security to retrieve my belongings and got an earful. I was in such a rush to leave the night before that I forgot to clean up after myself. Normally I don't leave my cash out, but I always leave my test cards out. After getting in trouble like that, I always get really flustered. I couldn't concentrate all morning. Luckily I had a meeting which went long. So I had 90 minutes to forget about it. Fell asleep in the meeting again though. Today we were talking about some genius in Texas who was cheating the machines using ridiculously smart techniques. We're working hard and fast to try and come up with a fix to prevent people from doing this. I'm so close to getting fired.
Lately I've been feeling an urge to leave the City. All of these new regulations and laws are getting ridiculous. The City already gives tenants more power than landlords, they've banned smoking in most places (this one doesn't bother me so much), Styrofoam has been banned, plastic bags have been banned, they have all these gay rights things(which I'm indifferent about), and worst of all, they're giving animals rights. City government has now put a ban on all declawings of cats. The reason given is that it is animal cruelty and torture. THEY'RE FUCKING ANIMALS! Humans domesticated cats a long time ago. What does this mean? They are, for the most part, dependent on us. Animal rights is the biggest oxymoron invented. Animal's don't have rights. They're for our benefit whether it be for food, labor, or entertainment. We are on top of the food chain. They have no rights. We keep giving animals more and more rights. At what point do we start to value human life? I don't want to pay more for my steak because some ass hole wants farmers to start regulating their animals better. It's not cost efficient and that will trickle down to the consumer resulting in an increase in price. Whatever they've been doing, it's been working. If it ain't broke don't fix it.
AND ANOTHER THING! What's with this compost bullshit? If people want to compost, go ahead. More power to you. But don't force people to do it and don't fine them for choosing not to do it. Now my family is forced to use another garbage can for compost. And we have to buy special compostable bags. This city is being torn apart by retarded politicians with their stupid agendas. What a nightmare. This city is becoming more and more difficult to live in. I'm not sure about everyone else, but I'm finding it hard to see the purpose of living here if garbage and animals have more priority than me. The worst part may be that other cities may follow suit. What ever happened to human rights?
Help control the animal population. Shoot an animal in the face.
^^One of six new tracks on the re-release of Fearless. Probably my favorite of the six.
Let's start off November's blog with dream sequences. Last week I had a couple of dreams that were memorable for different reasons. In the first dream, me, Anjuli, Andy, and a few other friends were walking out of some store and through the parking lot. As we were walking to our car, hundreds of field mice scurried their way out of the bushes from an island between the parked cars. I grabbed one by the tail and put it in a plastic box, the kind that turtles are sold in. Then, I took it home and put some water in the box. Just enough to cover its feet. The mouse started absorbing all of the water like the spongy dinosaurs that you soak in water. It grew big enough to fill the box and that's all I remember. My second dream was terrifying. I was in my room arguing with my dad for some reason and it got really heated. He muttered in Chinese something like, "My own kids don't even love or respect me." He started to walk away towards my sister room and I tried to stop him. As I approached the doorway of my sister's room, I saw him open the window. I could tell this was not going to end well. He opened the window and jumped out as I reached out to stop him. That's all I remember and it was pretty depressing to wake up from that dream.
It made me feel guilty for mistreating him for all these years. My father is a very difficult man to understand and deal with which is still no excuse. For the past few days, I've been trying to talk to him more, but, like me, he's in a funk that he can't shake. It's depressing just knowing how depressed he is. My mom also tells me that he may be going through the initial stages of Alzheimer's which is even more depressing. It's believable. My mom said he probably has five to ten years left before it really starts to affect his daily life. At this point, he's already forgetting people's names and has trouble remembering little things. I guess I'll need to try and patch things up. Time to learn to be more patient.
Unfortunately, my patience has run out for a certain someone. This person will remain nameless but a few people know what's going on. I guess it's interesting to actually know someone THAT narcissistic. To be clear, narcissism does not mean loving yourself. The correct definition of a narcissist is someone who loves the image they project of themselves. You may not like who you are on the inside, but you take pride and enjoy the image you present of yourself to others.
People are oblivious. To quote Frank Outlaw, "Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny." Definitely one of my favorite quotes of all time and applicable to everyday life. If everyone would be more aware of their actions and how it affects everyone else, the world would be a better place. I am, in no way, saying that I am perfect. But, I at least take responsibility for my actions. For the most part. I think... But, what can we do. The human race is built on selfishness. Challenge?
Which brings me to my next point. If I ever go back to school, I am definitely joining the debate team. Doesn't matter what school. I don't think I enjoy anything as much as winning an argument.
Went to a concert yesterday. It was amazing! The whole evening was ridiculous. Opening band was We Are the World. It was a mix of lasers, crazy interpretive dance, and screaming. It was so bizarre. The only way I know how to describe their clothing is "Arabian ninjas". If you imagine any Arab in a charcoal and black robe, that's what they looked like. With ninja masks. The band had four members: a singer, two back up vocalists and dancers, and a drummer. The set was more of a show than a musical performance. It was crazy. The music was really dark and Kevin said it was probably his favorite band of the night.
Next up was the group MEN. The video above is one of five songs they played. This group was my favorite of the night. Their performance was so awesome. They had the most ridiculous outfits of the night. This particular band had three members. The lead singer, JD Samson, is also a member of Le Tigre. Turns out the singer is a girl. Lesbanin. She had a mustache though which led me to believe the singer was a guy. I guess he/she takes testosterone pills? Anyways, the lead singer was wearing some kind of weird oversized shirt that was obviously homemade. She drew windows on it to look like a building and one of the windows were on fire. She took it off later and wore a shirt that said "SEMEN YA" all over it. Also homemade. The guitarist was wearing just a black leather vest as a top that was two sizes too small. He was wearing tight red pants on the bottom. But most unique outfit goes to the other guitarist. She wore a purple unitard with chain mail on her head. That's it. It was so ridiculous. The music was great and the show was awesome. Great lead in for the headlining band Gossip.
Gossip was just average. Nothing too special. To be fair the lead singer was sick and I'm almost positive she lost her voice after this performance. The lead singer, Beth Ditto, was a lot larger than I had anticipated. Probably 250+ lbs. Beth was hilarious though. She talked to the crowd between songs and grabbed a girls shirt and wore it for the next few songs. After she put it on she said "when you get this back it'll smell like ham." She had some jokes. I think I want to start going to more concerts.
It's 8:03AM and I've been up for almost two hours now. Had trouble sleeping last night and then I heard my mom's cell phone go off just as I was about to fall asleep. Half awake, I thought I heard her give the phone to my dad saying it was a call for him. Then a few minutes later I heard my mom walking down the stairs and opening the front door to leave. I looked out the window and sure enough, she was walking to her car fully dressed. I wasn't sure where she was going and my phone was too far. For no particular reason, I thought it was 1:40. I didn't look at a clock but that's what time I thought it was. I dozed off for what felt like a few hours and woke up when she came home through the front door. By that time, the sun was coming up and I went downstairs to ask her where she had gone for so long. She said she went to McDonald's to get breakfast. Apparently the call was a wrong number and she didn't pass the phone to my dad, she left the house around 7 to get breakfast, and I was wrong about everything. And now I'm tired but can't fall back asleep.
My brother came home from Davis on Thursday and he bought the Perfect Push Up thing. I tried a few out of boredom and curiosity. It feels cheap and flimsy. If I was as buff as the guy on the box, the handles would probably collapse under me. I don't think it works that well. I've been trying to get back into the rhythm of working out again. Everyday after work, I do a bunch of lifting for about 1.5 hours. Of course, I stretch out my reps because I'm always watching TV. Hopefully I'll trim down a bit soon. My mom keeps calling me a fatass. The more I seem to do, the more I feel my body is turning into the same body type as Chuck Liddell. He has a gut and he looks fat all the time until he flexes and you can see all the lines. That's where I'm at right now. This is, of course, before I eat.
Taylor Tickets are on sale soon. Don't really understand the breakdown of when tickets go on sale but the latest will be October 30. I joined the T Sweezy website just to see if I could get the code. I also have an AmEx card so probably will try that too. No idea how many tickets I'm going to get but so far I think the group going will be me, Anjuli, My, Ya, Erica, and maybe V and my sister if she's back. Ticket prices range from $25-59.50. I don't mind paying top dollar for great seats. Sixty dollars isn't that much anyways. Not for Taylor. Also not sure how many I'm buying (if I'm buying for people or separate). Probably best to get them together to guarantee seats together. I'll probably aim for 8. I can always sell them later. Everyone wants a piece of her.
That yellow dot is where I want to sit. Sixty dollars? Well worth it. Everyone be on the look out for radio contests and such. I want backstage passes. BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!
^^Lily Allen wrote that song about her younger brother thinking he would be flattered. He was not. After he heard the song he took her laptop and threw it out the window. Official video is worth watching if you have time. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qRX57zprNdw
Lots of money issues in past weeks. Mom took $3,360 out of my bank account (I wrote her a check; she didn't steal it). Bought some clothes from Triumvir. Flannel and jacket. I didn't get charged for the flannel even though it was checked out and part of my basket. Hopefully I get that for free! It gets shipped on Friday. Last week I went to a store called Next at SFSC. When it first opened a few years ago, I bought two pairs of jeans at retail totaling more than $500. I felt guilty and returned one pair the next day. But the store policy states returns are only acceptable within 7 days (which it was of course) for store credit only. That was fine. But the store had no gift cards. My credit was written on a receipt. After years of neglecting my credit I decided to see if I could transfer it to a gift card to make it more official. The manager there got confused and we talked for about half an hour trying to come up with a solution. She said she'd ask around to see what she could do and asked me to come in sometime this week. I went this afternoon and she told me there was nothing she could do so I'm out $182. She did however offer me discounts on any future purchase. I just have to look for her. I'm assuming it's her employee discount which I also assume is at least 40% since most of these high end stores offer fat discounts to employees so they can flaunt their clothing. On a lighter note, when I went into the store a very cute looking black girl complimented me on my jeans. She thought there were Levi's and we chatted it up for a bit until the manager was available. It's nice to get compliments from strangers.
Yesterday, I had an epiphany. I need to start wearing jeans that fit, or I need to lose weight. When I got home yesterday and took off my jeans, I realized my jeans were so tight at the hips that I actually got a bruise. It's kind of embarrassing. But, I can't help it if tight jeans look so good. I guess that pair is no good anymore... Damn you calories!!! Exercise, I will see you soon. Chadwick let me know when you're ready to play some basketball.
Taylor Swift is coming to San Jose! Mark your calendars for April 11, 2009. I hope she gives me a birthday shout out.
Sharks vs. Tampa Bay Lightning tomorrow. I predict a 3-2 or 3-1 victory.
