July 21st, 2008
just nothing going on. sleeping a lot. playing the sims 2.
researching earplugs so that i don’t kill the child living next door. the parents of said child let it scream and throw tantrums when the people whose bedroom window is along the semi-shared driveway are pleasantly asleep. would it be rude to yell out the window when stuff like that’s going on? would it be more impolite to leave a muzzle on their front porch?
July 16th, 2008
yesterday we (and by we i mean the girlfriend, since i sleep with earplugs) were awakened at the ungodly hour of 8am by someone throwing things off our roof. and since the fans were on in the window, a nice covering of black dirt on the floor and every surface of our room. gross. and i breathed it in while i continued to sleep for another three hours. the girlfriend is not going to live that down for a while. i’m grumpy and unforgiving. until i do something really annoying to her later. like poke her in the head for about 20 minutes.
anyway, apparently they’re replacing the roof or the gutters or something. and apparently, my landlord didn’t see any point in alerting us to that fact. so we have a layer of grime on everything we own, because we didn’t know to keep the windows closed. and i’ve had to up my asthma meds since i can’t breathe. makes me a very happy camper! i’m such a joy to be around when i don’t feel good.
i spent most of yesterday doing laundry and cleaning the bedroom. the office is a lost cause. i also had to sweep off the back porch, since it was covered in 1/2 an inch of dirt.
dude, i love the fact that we have a very hands-off landlord, but sheesh, this is beyond hands-off.
July 8th, 2008
for real. anyone want to hire me? i sleep til noon, i’m grouchy and i have to eat every 3 hours.
July 3rd, 2008
quite literally. i was in mexico for 8 days and got 9 mosquito bites. three of them i scratched until they were gross and oozing. yeah, i know you didn’t want to know that. but it’s late, i’ve loads and loads of laundry to start and i’m about to fall asleep at my computer.
and jeez, was it this humid here all week? my apartment was over 80 degrees when i walked in the door an hour ago.
glad to be home though. missed my bed, my clean bathroom, my washing machine…
June 25th, 2008
so, when i was 5, my 16 year old cousin from new york (brooklyn, more specifically), came out to visit for the summer and basically hung around to babysit. it was cool, we had a really good time and since i was the annoying (i think they call it “precocious” in small children) kid that i was, i insisted on teaching my big city cousin a song or two that i’d learned in my very first year of kindergarten (yes, there were two, but that’s a different story). i taught her leavin’ on a jet plane. she taught me ring my bell. ah, the memories.
anyway, i’m getting on a plane in the morning. a little stressed out because i’m only about 30% done with my packing. better get on with it!
June 23rd, 2008
the girlfriend’s company has open enrollment going on right now. so she’s filling out the forms and all this other crap and hey, if we were married, would we still have to prove that we’re married in order to qualify for benefits? not only are there more forms to fill out for domestic partners, the head of HR doesn’t know which forms are correct. she’s like, “let me get back to you.” i HATE being the guinea pig. and we have to have each form notarized. one for vision, one for dental, one for medical. do married people have to do that?
yeah, right. domestic partnership is the same as marriage. total bullshit.
June 22nd, 2008
my parents and auntie came down from the bay area for my concert this weekend. they arrived friday, we did dessert from scoops (the girlfriend is sooo cool!) and then dinner at canter’s.
because it was insanely hot, we moved the portable air conditioner into the den so our guests would be comfortable. consequently, we were miserable in the heat in the bedroom.
anyway, concerts went well, my visiting relations all had a really good time and we even got to share dinner with my brother, who met us at suehiro in little tokyo after my show last night.
tomorrow my cousin and her daughter are flying in to attend orientation at CSU fullerton and are spending the night here. one more day we don’t get to have the a/c in our room. oh well. i can stand to lose a little weight before we go on tour to mexico on thursday…
June 16th, 2008
from bob ryan, a writer for the boston globe, who posted this on boston.com:
I realize that no amount of preaching will stir the average lunkhead male to go see a WNBA game. If I thought these people actually knew anything about basketball, I’d say it’s their loss.
the rest of the article (this is the final paragraph) is here.
finally. people are taking notice.
June 15th, 2008
even they say so.
you forgot to say what total babes your friends up north are AND you forgot to mention what a hotty her husband is AND you forgot to say how the rest of the choir rocked…if you’re going to do this, you should pay attention to the details…. XXX
oh, and R’s a hotty.
and their choir, the choral project, rocks.
June 11th, 2008
so yesterday my landlord was in the basement, i suppose looking at the furnaces or the water heaters or whatever else is down there. he comes around every so often, pokes around, parks his truck on the grass, stomps about, then leaves.
this morning, the HVAC guy showed up. don’t know what he’s doing, but i’ve discovered a couple of things:
1. the floor in our office is directly above the basement and boy, do we ever have very thin floors. i can hear everything he says and does.
2. our HVAC guy has Tourette’s. at first i thought he might just be unnaturally frustrated by whatever’s down there, but no. it’s definitely tourette’s.
