Had a fun filled weekend. Haven't had a weekend like this in a while. I can't say every moment was great, but collectively, it was a lot better than the past few weekends. On Friday, celebrated Chris', Brenda's, and Nigel's birthdays at Supperclub. Then on Saturday, had dinner at Velvet Cantina and went bar hopping afterward in the mission district as a send off for Jenn who's moving to Chicago. Bunch of people came out and it was pretty nice. Went to a house party right afterward for a little bit which was pretty fun. As we were leaving the last bar in the Mission some random white guy said something like "You guys are like locusts", referring to our large group of Asian people. I think we were in his way or something. That was kind of a downer. But right after this other random white guy walked up to us and started talking about how crazy he was and how we'd never known a real crazy person like him. He was pretty funny.
Best moments of the weekend:
Watching people try to work the stripper pole at Supperclub
Lifting Chadwick while chanting his name
Seeing people I haven't seen in a while
Beating Chadwick in basketball
Getting my diploma in the mail
Worst moments of the weekend:
Getting blocked twice by Chadwick
New show to start watching. Lopez Tonight. The commercials promoting the show have been running for at least a month. Until last Friday, I just thought they were moving the George Lopez show to TBS. It's actually going to be a late night talk show with George Lopez as the host. Should be pretty funny. His guests for tomorrow night are Eva Longoria, Ellen, and Kobe Bryant.
Big ups to Nabby for his 49th career shutout. Going to a game on Thursday with Cindy and her boyfriend. They're playing the Dallas Stars. The last time I saw them play the Stars, we lost 4-1. Hopefully things will be different. Tried to get the Sharks family pack this weekend. Fail. Sold out within 15 minutes and I couldn't even get to the page. So much for that...
^^ 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!
