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#1 Man Meat.

300. Complete and total meat fest for ladies and gay men everywhere. Delicious from beginning to end. Even when bloodied, decapitated, or one-eyed. Even the bad guy is hot. I mean, Rodrigo Santoro in metal chains and not much else. Let me here you say, fuck yeah!

See? The Spartans are nice and ripped and it looked believable. You know, they’re conditioned that way. It’s not the gigantic beefy juiced up muscles. I can’t stand those.

The lean muscles that looks like you didn’t spent hours at the gym but get them from doing whatever it is that you do. The seemingly effortless ripples. THAT’s the kind of muscles I like on my men.

The rest of the movie? The action was fine. Whatever. It gets old after a while. And it dragged here and there. But I must commend the action sequence when King Leonidas, the super tasty Gerald Butler…well, not as yummy as when he was in Tomb Raider II, charged the Persian army for the first time. That scene was super neat. Too damn long a sequence, but neat. Another point that almost redeems the movie for me is a spoiler. Highlight the next paragraph to see what I say:

I don’t know about your theater, but mine exploded into applause–and a few woohoo–when the Queen grabbed the sword and stabbed that mother fucking Senator. Oh, how the ladies in the theater rejoice in that victory!

#2 St. Patrick’s Day Impromptu Party

And then there was St. Patty’s at home which I blogged while alcoholized. A mere dinner for 6 turned into a full blown party of 10. I was lucky to have enough food, booze, and dessert to feed everyone who turned up! It was fun quoting Princess Bride while drunk, by the way.

We played Scrabbles and then later used those tiles for poker chips in a never ending game of poker. As in, “Oh hey look I’m out of chips”. “Here, have some of mine.” “Sweet!”

#3 Recovery Sunday

Sunday I slept in. Essentially the same gang minus Erik went to lunch with even more people at Chen’s. At $11 each total we stuffed ourselves silly and for those of us who happened to crave grease the morning after got our wishes.

Now that you mentioned it, I still have the same headache since I woke up on Sunday. I thought it was a hangover, but after loads of water, an afternoon nap, and a full good night sleep, it just hadn’t really completely gone away.

When I had time to think about it, I felt that little alien hatching in my brain, slowly eating my right eyeball from inside out. Speaking of which…here it goes again.
Anyways. It’s been a fantastic weekend.

Just got back from my optometrist. I am wearing my new astigmatism-corrected contact lenses.

EVERYTHING looks bigger than before.

I mean, my computer screen looks like font size 14 instead of 12. Well, fuck. The monitor itself even looks bigger than last night! The Vitamin Water bottles in the store, the same size as what I have at home, look huge. My judgment on dimension is a little off right now so I keep banging into things…which makes me feel like the things ARE bigger.

Even myself looks bigger. Thicker, I should say.

Good lord.

I get to walk around wearing these for 4 hours today. Tomorrow, I suppose to wear them all day to see how they do.

I guess, this literally opens my eyes to an entire new world this morning.

My first stop was at the Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf to pick up a tin of English Breakfast tea and a caramel latte for me. That was when I first noticed things were bigger than before.

The tins for the tea looked HUGE and I thought to myself, huh…they’re making everything bigger these days. Once I picked it up, I realized it’s the same size it has ever been! LOL.

Now, behind me there was a guy sitting by himself with a deck of cards. I don’t know if he was playing anything or was just there practicing his magic tricks. But every few minutes you’d hear that “ssshhhhhhhffff” noise. If you’d look up it time, you’d catch this guy shooting the cards from one hand to the other. Nifty.

As I waited for my coffee, I was thinking of just going over there, sit down at his table and just say, “Hit me!” and then walk away. But my Mohawk donning barista was swamped so by the time I got my latte, the Magician was gone.

Oh yes. My barista has a Asian Mohawk. I don’t even want to ask how he got the uniform viser to go over that.

After the coffee, I finally stopped into a Famima!! store, a Japaneses style 7-11 type store that is fully stocked with food and Japanese food and products. I have heard so much about it and our bus goes past one in Downtown everyday–actually we also past the soon-to-open one on the way home as well.

OMG, guys. So. Much. Fun! LOADS of fresh food. Friendly staff. Clean, comfy, and uncluttered space. I will write about it on Hmm…Food…Good once we’re done eating our lunch later today. But so far, their danish pastries kick ass.

We are awaiting the verdict from the Andersons in San Diego. We may head down this afternoon, or they may come up. Justin has said he wanted to visit his mom solo. So we suggested that we can have a “Borrow Olaina” while he visits with his mom. Hehehe.

After all, I just got The Devil Wears Prada from Netflix and Brandon’s WoW friends are probably missing him now that he’s been playing Final Fantasy XII for a few days. Girls Day In! Woohoo.

But if we head south, it’ll be just as fun. The weather is gorgeous. And the Adams Avenue Grill’s fantastic food and wine awaits.

We’ll see how today goes.

*Update* Devil Wears Prada was cute. I wouldn’t say the best movie ever. Meryl is fantastic and Ann Hathaway is gorgeous. Simon Baker? Deeeelish! And we ended up in San Diego for dinner with the Andersons. Lots of fun. Will blog on Monday about that, and a review of the ever so fantastic food at Adams Avenue Grill.

I’m on the 18th hour of being awake.

Yep. The monthly board meeting day.

The crack of dawn wake up time of 4:45 to get ready and get in the car and leave no later than 5:20 sharp in order to miss morning traffic which results in me being at work at 6 a.m., 30 minutes early, but if I leave after 5:20, I would have gotten there at 6:30 or later.

I was going to make dinner, but decided not to, so I came home to the Brandon the Handyman Show. I kept “just in case I get electrocuted” watch while Brandon changed out most electrical sockets in the apartment.

Then Shane called and asked if I was still making dinner. Like I could ever say no to that!

So I ventured back out the store and made what I’ve been craving since I saw it on TV a few times now, Paula Dean’s Potato Soup (without the shrimps but extra bacon!) while the boys shopped for and install replacement blind in our bedroom (oh yes after 1 month, no one was sent from the apartment management so Brandon offered to do it and get reimbursed).

We watched Tuesday’s NCIS and I got caught up on LOST. Goddamn I love this show. And next week…SAWYER’S SHIRT IS COMING OFF!!!!!

Hmm. Josh Halloway. Drool.

Talk about ogling!

BTW - I joined BakeSpace.com. Come find me, you aspiring chefs and bakers of the blogosphere!

BTW TOO - I met up with Token Asian and her friend Jenny for sushi in Downtown LA the other day, dragging Nhien along. We had a great time. Will elaborate later.

Tomorrow night. A second try at the hip hop class. (Last time Michael and I showed up for a non-existing class that someone there informed me they have.) Hopefully they haven’t cancelled the adult class too. *sigh*

At first I was going to blog something more on a depressing note. But screw it, I have a few dates with a few good doctors tonight.

So, first date at 8 p.m. was quite satisfying.

Dr. Gregory House is still charming. Not much brooding and being that big of a dick, but still. I mean, those blue eyes! Can they sparkle any more now that he’s actually happy?

/me sighs and melts when he toys with Dr. Cameron by asking her out and smiling at her.

The second date is coming up in a few minutes. A double whammy with Dr. Christian Troy and Dr. Sean McNamara.

Oh, Nip/Tuck. I’ve craved you so!

Like how I remember my last trip to Disneyland was on the day we learned that Princess Diana died, I will remember this Labor Day weekend as the weekend that we lost Steve Irwin. And that I painted my first painting on canvas.

The long weekend has been just perfect. Up until I heard the news.

Saturday, like I said, I slept from 12-12. Got 4 loads of laundry done through the course of USC kicking Arkansas’ butt. Oh yes. I love a game where I can actually leave the TV to go do things and not worry too much. And I went to bed.

Sunday was also awesome. We got Thai food for lunch. Later in the afternoon, we headed down to San Diego. First stop, a deputy Brandon knows invited us to a Puerto Rican style barbeque and Salsa dancing at his house. As it turns out, the deputy lives about half a mile from Justin and Olaina’s!

Unlike the visit to the Andersons’ a few weeks back where it took us almost 3 hours to get there, yesterday we go to the area in about 1.5 hours. So we arrived early for a BBQ, and stuffed our faces as more people arrived. When they said “dancing”, I didn’t know it was some serious dancing. As in, they brought out the wooden dance floor! The family and his group of friends teach at the dance center in the neighborhood. So, there you go. When we left 2 couples were dancing already and it was treat to watch.

I would’ve loved to dance. But #1 I had on flip flops, #2 I don’t really know how to Salsa–took only one class, and #3 nobody asked me.

We then left to the Espresso Garden to hang out with the Andersons.

Olaina’s art has been hanging at the Garden for a while. Yesterday was their big grand opening event. Lots of people. Great DJ’ed music. We sneaked in some boozy and Olaina and I painted while intoxicated.

At some point in life, I was discovered to have some artistic talent. Unfortunately, just like many things else I picked up in my life, the more I put my effort into it, that “talent” part seems to disappear. Who knew that you could get worse from practicing, eh? Anyway, so after all the art classes and event private lessons, I can do really good “dead trees”–watercolor, pastel, or pencil of tree trunks and branchs. Other than that, I do pretty good cartoon, still life drawing, and Pictionary.

Last night, when Olaina handed me the brush and a piece of canvas, I decided to paint the music. Let me introduce you to another reason why I should stick to Photoshopping things, my very first painting on canvas, “Star Wars Disco in the Garden”.

We all had a grand time hanging out, talking, drinking, and painting. Brandon made it back to the house also in 1.5 hours.

This morning, we dragged ourselves out of bed to go pick up Brandon’s coworker Erik and his roommate from LAX. It was looking to be a good morning. A beautiful day to drive down the EMPTY LOS ANGELES FREEWAYS!!!!! Until Erik’s roommate broke the news about Steve Irwin. That sort of put a stop into the celebration of the glorious Monday holiday for me.

We have been just hanging out at the house all afternoon. I watched plenty of TV, including “Shutter”, a Thai horror flick that I think, like another Asian horror, will be remade for American audience. Though most of it was a lot of “Boo!” and creepy bloody ghost story, it was the ending that is still stuck in my head! I mean, the ending alone is worth watching the movie through. Oh, and of course, Ananda Everingham is quite yummy, like a Hapa Orlando Bloom.

Well, we’ll get out of the house eventually. When it’s cool enough to go for a walk. I need to walk out this little depressed feeling of losing Steve Irwin. I can’t believe I’m really getting upset over this!

Having a tough morning. Didn’t quite go to sleep again last night and when I finally did, the Pot Smoking Neighbor struck again at 2 fucking a.m. Damn him. And his grandmother the apartment manager too! (”My grandson is a good kid. He’s a graduate of Fullerton College and works a good job. He doesn’t smoke pot.” — yeah, whatever.)

But this, this here is comedy gold. Both Colbert and Laurie.

Kneel before your god, Babylon!!!

Poof! Cinq!

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Yes. I dressed up as a pirate to go see “Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest”.

Yes. All of that came out of my closet.

Yes. I was the only one in the theater that dressed up.

Review of the movie? I LOVE it. It was a lot of fun. I wish we can see the second one right after and keep going. No spoiler here, but y’all HAVE to stick around for the extra scene at the end after the credit. It wasn’t crucial that you see it, but it’s cute.

And former Commodore Norrington is suddenly HOT. He is a good lookin’ tall drink of water from the first one, but in this, he’s just smokin’ hot. The proper prissy pretty boy is no more. Helloooo angry bitter scheming rugged tanned sailor who’s proven to be quite a bad ass. I [heart] Jack Davenport!

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We’ve decided to dive in with the current LOST episodes. We just finished all of season one DVDs this weekend, and we had last week’s TIVO’ed.

I couldn’t wait to find out what’s going on any more. So, last night, we jumped ahead with what we missed so far with Season 2, and hit “play”.

Oh, we soooo have to read up on what we’ve missed. We got the gist of what’s in the button, the alarm, and the hatch. We understand where Michelle Rodriguez come from but we have yet to find out how they found them, and we still want to find out whatever happens to Michael and Walt.

And so far, I’m still making the right calls on what the twist is. Been pretty good at guessing what’s coming up next so far.

By the way, I’m sure I’m not the only one who thinks Sawyer is super duper hot despite him being an asshole. Damn. Damn! DAMN!

Colin Farrell Sues Woman Over Sex Tape

Oh, COME - ON, Colin. (No pun intended…oh well, um…maybe?)

This tape is not going to damaged your career. Phone Booth, Daredevil, S.W.A.T. and Alexander have already done that. If anything, THIS will be your biggest blockbuster. Ever. You already have a full frontal in A Home at the End of the World, you ain’t got nuttin’ to hide, lad.