Recouperation Monday

Y’all, finally the week for social calendar explosion has ended. Last night in Santa Monica proved to be a lot of fun.  Elan, a former coworker from the dot com, is in town from her current home in Cambridge with her friend Jesse.  Joining us were other dot com survivors Joyce, Terri, and Allen.  We hung out, ate, caught up and gossiped over the intermittent screams of Chicago Bears fans at Barney’s Beanery.  Much fun!  It wasn’t a late night as some had to work, some was jetlagged and some needed her rest to get better.  🙂 Now, my sick-ass...
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My fault

Dear Fellow Trojans, I made us lose today. I did not watch the game as I was in Fullerton attending the Orange County Police Canine Association annual benefit show. I have watched almost every USC games for the past few seasons with the exceptions of a few out-of-the-country moments. Today, I did intentionally not watch the game. Our team seemed to know it. And they beat themselves to a point where Stanford beat us. By having been absent from watching the game, I jinxed it. And we lost. Our defeat tonight is entirely my fault. For that, I apologize. With...
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Ninja Grief

If my computer runs the DVD/CD burner program once, not only it wouldn’t open again after I close it, but somehow it causes Photoshop to not launch. So, here I went, rebooting.  While waiting for it, I glanced at the few pictures of my mom on my wall. I went into Nhien’s office and cried.  Just a little bit. But I mean, I was just rebooting the computer, for god’s sake!  I mean, what the heck? Grief is fucking sneaky....
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Runaway train

…oh god. My social calendar is about to run off the frickin’ track. Hi. I’ve just gotten home tonight after a happy hour with my coworkers and some other new friends like El Heffe, Robb and Al the Dancing Fools from Girls Night Out, and newer friends I made at the bar, Joe Trojan and Morgan the Hater. I even ran into that one dude who came out drinking with us once at the Edison…whatever his name was. (Sorry, man.) So yeah. Last Friday, I was turning into a pumpkin somewhere on the 605 after dropping Celeste off. We had...
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What weekend?

Friday night out with the girls in Downtown LA. Holy shit did we have a great time! Takami was fantastic and Elevate was hoppin’ once the DJ arrived. We met some cool new people after trying in vain to get rid of some assholes. So much fun! Saturday, B and I ran some errands which I ended with a bottle of Limoncello in one hand and tawny port in the other. And then I fell in love with a condo 2 doors down from us. They had an open house and these two cats totally indulge our curiosity. Guys, I...
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Shave that Booty

Dear John David, [with ETA here…last night when I started the entry, I was on the way out to see a movie and I had 3 shots of limoncello so I couldn’t really write.] You can NOT be a USC quarterback and try to grow a beard. Haven’t you learn from when Carson and Matt tried back in the days?  Every time those boys attempt to grow beard, their games suffered. Uncharacteristic suckage came with that beard, my friend. 27-24 against the Huskies isn’t a victory.  Luck is on our side. I mean, did someone slipped out of the stadium...
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