Saturday, August 30, 2008

90210 2.0

it's disturbing that the kids from b hills have come full circle and are now adults. they were highschoolers when i was in highschool. i feel like i'm trapped in a time warp and my mindstate is frozen. i can relate to my friends in their early 20s even though i can't believe i was ever that young logistically being that i was once so long ago in a land far away. not ready to grow up. forever 21.

i was reading my 28 year old friend's 30 things to do before 30, and in the past year she's tacked 9 off her list, that's some progress! my 30 before 30 list? yeah, i'm gonna have to take a mulligan on some of those. the bulk of it actually. oh well, next time i suppose.

i'm looking at trashy.com for my halloween costume. it's that time of year to ho it up. i was a whore 50s sock hop girl last year. this year it's either going to be a ho police officer, ho boxer or a ho wednesday addams.

Friday, August 29, 2008

current mood: hopeful

colt brennan + redskins = ...?...!?

disgruntled employee

a copy of the email i wrote today. i was going for "pissed off, yet still professional":

My direct deposit is still not working. What do we need to do to make it go through? I was told it would work this pay period. 4 pay periods ago I was told it would go through. What needs to be done? Do you need any more information from me? When will it go through? I should not have to come in on my day off to pick up my check when I have been told my direct deposit would go through. When will it work?

Joy

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

joylympics

beijing left a mark. i was glad to be alive and human while watching them. seemed like there was more drama than most games. u.s. sprinters not dominating, perhaps due to strict drug tests. a more level playing field and we got our ass kicked. what's up with dropping batons?

china is going to be all up on our grill in london '08. the united states should always be on top because we are a melting pot. the world on a smaller scale. our ambitious ancestors had to trail blaze and legacy leave. we are the fruits. team america, f*ck yeah!

hawaii is the top of the top because it's even more diverse. we are the world, we are the children. let's all join hands around the campfire for a verse of kumbaya.

'cause we are the champions

of the world!

little league that is. hey not to be a bummer, but it kind of is, but with hawaii's dominance in little leauge baseball, you'd think that baseball's next superstars would be coming from hawaii in droves, yet it seems they are peaking at the tweens. hmm.

but awesome job in being the world champs! the first time it happened was ewa beach in '05 so perhaps we'll see the talent on the main stage soon. maybe i'm being impatient. waiting for a hawaiian superman to root for in the majors!

i'm totally chomping at the bit to go to japan, i can't wait! super excited. i'm jealous of myself in the future.

should i go to bikram after my laundry is done? this is day 8 of work straight, one more day after this then i'm off. 1-9pm, sucks! i've been going to bikram a lot to counter this (and also to counter the immense amounts of food i've been shoveling in the direction of my mouth), then i pass out from the full days. seeking sensations just checking to see if i'm still alive.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

city scapes

ever since we changed the cd to "city scapes" work has become quasi bearable. that and blogging at work lol. "that rainy day is here", astrud gilberto croons.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

numbers

0 - zero, z, nothing, round circle

1 - the lonliest number, first, top, pinnacle

2 - binary dualism, bi polar, yin and yang, evil and good, positive and negative, conflict

3 - the power of 3 wiccan, trinity, amigos, musketeers, blind mice, little pigs

everything in the world is all numbers. math is soverign. 2 is the answer.

living room



pru claiming chad for spain jawa style.

zai jian, beijing

xie xie. tai hao le.

i'm sad, gonna miss the olympics. i didn't watch athens and atlanta. barcelona was the only other one i watched. nagano. lillehammer. i missed the closing ceremony, caught it whilst they were interviewing the gold medalist in vault. darn, i wanted to peep it, directed by zhang yimou, one of my favorite directors. ralph lauren did an awesome job with the american sportswear. i was digging the window display and the prep style. i remember when it was announced '08 would be in beijing it seemed so far away in the future. now it's over. everyone loves an athelete. people flock to them because they are so apt and skilled. beacons of humanity. mastering and conquering the physcial relm is attractive.

888

vancouver in 18 months, eh!!!

they should have them in the best city in the entire world one day.

honolulu

of course!!!

hawaii's the best in the world, starting with little league! we run this!

al bundy

oh al...as peg would say in a shrill tone. i feel your dolor exquisite, a biting pain know by service industriers around the world. temporary menial jobs. droning day in and day out. for lack of anything better to do.

ha! had to stop there because i was writing this at work and someone came out from the back.

las vegas is a service town. like honolulu. tourism is the main commodity. i was talking to my bro about crappy bosses, a common thing here. you know why? to get ahead here in legit jobs, management etc, i'll tell you the secret and what they look for. douchebagginess. if you're a douche, you qualify getting ahead here. once you become a fake, lame chauncey, you're ready for that promotion!

his bosses name is matt, who's portly, so he calls him fat matt in his head. he was questioning if he should have punched him, but i told him, it was a good idea he didn't (uh, yeah). it's unusual seeing him riled up, as he's a stoner.

at the same time, i wanna clock my "boss" too, but that's a thinly veiled secret. her work is horrible. she's fleecing the company because she's salary, but always makes excuses coming late and leaving early. that's just one example of the immense bs she puts us through. she's always sick (sick=hungover). i just can't be fake and smile in her face, so it's hindering me.

this job has served up much humble pie. blarney stone. the meek shall inherit the earth. meek?

just waiting for tyler durden to unite us menial drones...

Saturday, August 23, 2008

motherland

japan is calling! tickets are bought!

(hope the renewed passport comes soon!!!)
*crosses fingers*

it should be awesome! 12 years is too long, but the world is so big, it's hard to take a major trip to the same place.

high hand

people were being douchebags about the parking, the only solace i had while i simmered in my car lurking was timing is everything. maybe i was delayed to have the right hand at the right time or play the right slot etc. lo and behold i find a space in the front row after i gave up stalking the people leaving at what seemed like a glacial pace.

i walk into the southpoint poker room with an air of anticipation. i see mike and kendall sitting on the 1-2 no limit sitting next to eachother and i go to sweat them. check out mike's new game on his phone and wait for a seat. mention the spades royal flush high hand is at 5k and let's hit it i say with a chuckle. i've never had a royal flush in my life, and it had to be the spades, as the other hands weren't as profitable.

a half hour after i get a seat and some lackluster hands, i hear a yelp over my blasting ipod that gets my attention. the dealer motions to me, "isn't that your boyfriend?" and i look over. i rush over and ask the table, "who hit it?" ryan answers, "chow of course."

who flops spade royal flushes? who? you're gross. and the right one. grossiness.

i on the other hand bomb out on the 2-4 limit, but then go to the wicked awesome star wars penny slot for a half hour of bonusussus. bonae? lando was hooking that shit up with free spins at cloud city. colt 45, works every time. what ever happened to billy dee?

Monday, August 18, 2008

blog

all bloggers have to pay hommage to lady murasaki, one of the first bloggers with pizzazz. she was chagrined when her diary was brought to light, but it is a favor to the world that it was.

hunter s. thompson and his gonzo journalism and drug delirium is another great blogger before the word was invented.

the thing about addicts is they are sensational and sensual. they thrive on sensations. they turn to substances with the goal to enhance, numb or lose conciousness. anywhere but the state they are in. they need to leave their mind and the sensory state they are in. reality vs. fantasy.

some inspiring blogs of note are "honolulu nightlife diaries" and "chooseourownadventure.com"

prudence


dogs are pure. their minds and actions are unfiltered. no alterior motives. perhaps the ultimate charvakas. the now and the moment is the soverign. hedonists too. pleasure and pain and soverigns.

but it is just our human brains superimposing and anthropormorphizing these noble traits on to our best friends?

shari and i were talking the other day at the pru fan club meeting. pru is an adorable mini weenie made of goodness and sunshine. shari is our neighbor, dogwalker and pru fan. when speaking of pru, you do it through a smile. shari is a world of warcraft gamer player and we were saying how pru is a healer spirit like some characters in shari's wow game. it's ironic that little prudence is named after a fire starter with telekinesis.

looking into pru's tiny almond eyes in her triangle shaped head, you just feel better. except mike, he's a robot that doesn't like cute little puppies. everyone else is members in the pru fan club. pfc 4 life!

radio killa

it's the remix killa. i i iiiii.

i was lurking on myspace and visited the page of a stripper chick that mike used to date back in the day (i frequently stalk everyone on myspace c.s.i.) and she changed her headline. the first words were "NOT A...hater" and it goes on, but the first 3 words made me lol. she is so a hater! i experienced it first hand. witness to the hatertude. she was talking mad smack for no reason, i never even met her. i think that qualifies as a hater. you're such a hater, you don't even know it. it's hilarious that it's the first 3 words of her headline. is it something she has to deny on a regular basis and her guilt surfaced in her myspace page? river in egypt? the lady doth protests too much.

i love how some people put themselves out there. weird "a" game. myspace is hours of entertainment.

what's weirder is over the years i've made a few haters and enemies just by whom i've dated. those girls couldn't let go at the time and their pain produced libel and slander. the haters are uncoincidentaly all top friends with eachother. and i'm friends by chance with their enemies that they hate on for no reason. it is as if the division was inevidable and the natural order of hawaii local politics. when they see me their lovely faces are marred by ugly scowls. make that face long enough and it will stay that way.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

flava

famished, but nothing is palatable. starving, but nothing can satiate. everything tastes bland. creature of habit comfort food doesn't work all of a sudden. what can appease this appetite? something unexperienced and exotic? goji, acai, pomegranate?

cupcakery?

Saturday, August 16, 2008

gonna eat it already

untouched, the trio of sugary badness sits in frigid neglect. one more day, they're going to be missing a half via me. my mouth is watering as i type this.

grillz

...still thinking about inhaling those fricken cupcakes. wtf.



which probably brought on all that tooth decay over the past 7 years since i last saw a dentist. it was an odessey, but now i don't have to see the dentist in 3 months! whew! there was a lot of dread and appointments, but we finally got it to an okay place. teeth are delicate and important. i am grateful for my teeth. don't go through what i did. brush, floss, and see your dentist regularly.

oh hum hum drum. trite, mundane, pedestrian, banal, cliche.

Friday, August 15, 2008

temptation

there are 3 beautiful, shining, heaven sent cupcakes from the cupcakery in our refrige. they appeared this morning. i left, hoping they'd be gone the time i got back. but i'm back and there they are, calling me. who's are they? why aren't they eating them? cupcakes don't really and shouldn't have a long shelflife.

Monday, August 11, 2008

bikram yoga gypsy war (a miniseries)

congrats yoga gypsies, you have bested me yet again. i think i'm ahead, but you have pulled the rug out from under me. the gypped was the gyspy, then the gypped again. wiley minxes!

(for story up to this point, check my myspace blog)

round 3 *ding ding*

so i signed my life away for their direct deposit plan. $100 initial one time fee sign up and $89 a month unlimited there after. they tried to get the $20 from that class i took and skeedaddled out of, but it was rightfully free because i had 2 of my friends sign up and that was there promotion, for each friend signed up at your referral, you get a free class. i didn't have the ticket so i bounced when they confronted me, the sweat let me slide out the blocked door effortlessly.

(ok maybe you don't have to check the myspace blog, that was pretty much the whole rundown)

official sign ups later, they conceded and was like, ok, don't worry about that class. duh!

then i see in august, 3 days after my signup in july, they have an august initial fee special, $48!!!

jerks.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

greensleeves

ever since i've heard this song circa 1981 i lovededed it. i remember as a mere lass the impact it had. it's foggy, being that i was 3ish, but i do remember it vaugely. my sister used to take harp lessons and she was learning it and i thought "what a delightful ditty!" and it has enchanted me since. it's the r&b of the 14th century. the message is still the same. a forlorn tale of unrequited love. yet the singer waits, perhaps in vain.


greensleeves

Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
To cast me off discourteously.
For I have loved you well and long,
Delighting in your company.

Chorus:
Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
And who but my lady greensleeves.

Your vows you've broken,
like my heart,
Oh, why did you so enrapture me?
Now I remain in a world apart
But my heart remains in captivity.

chorus

I have been ready at your hand,
To grant whatever you would crave,
I have both wagered life and land,
Your love and good-will for to have.

chorus

If you intend thus to disdain,
It does the more enrapture me,
And even so,
I still remain
A lover in captivity.

chorus

My men were clothed all in green,
And they did ever wait on thee;
All this was gallant to be seen,
And yet thou wouldst not love me.

chorus

Thou couldst desire no earthly thing,
but still thou hadst it readily.
Thy music still to play and sing;
And yet thou wouldst not love me.

chorus

Well, I will pray to God on high,
that thou my constancy mayst see,
And that yet once before I die,
Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me.

chorus

Ah, Greensleeves, now farewell,
adieu,
To God I pray to prosper thee,
For I am still thy lover true,
Come once again and love me.

chorus

class of '08

even though we're in the middle of it, 2008 still seems like a sci fi fairy tale number way into the future. you would think at least our music would not be "the dance floor silly, the ladies gon feel me, etc, get silly (X8)" but alas it is. i can't even dance to it drunk it's so bad.

here's to some of the good new music i can c-walk to and be impressed with (the list is way short). gen y is dropping the cool ball. along with music, just look at golf. there is no one in gen y to challenge gen xer tiger woods. no young hope.

1. david banner from the south has sick beats and a sound of his own.
2. lil' wayne is what soljah boy tries to be. lazy ass rhymes and delivery, random, weird with a sense of humor.
3. the american dream is the love child of akon and tpain. he has a fresh perspective, doesn't keep sing about the same oh baby oh baby, but brings different topics to the bedroom not previously discussed.
4. chris breezy brown is a new and improved version of usher. i never liked usher. he was not that hot to be that cocky. but chris brown is hotter and less cocky! and he's all over the spectrum. love that he dabbled in a e-bomb club song "forever". there's something for everyone.
5. the game understands and is from the same old skool vein which a lot of these cats are synthetic where game is authentic. i'm a sucker for the west side and game is doing it the best of the next generation.
6. keyshia cole is the truth, she is the new lady of soul. aretha then mary j then now kiki as i like to call her. i have a set of twins in the sims i've dubbed keyshia and cole. they're cute!

there's hope. some substance in the wasteland.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

we run this

ok from week 3 i knew super crew is going to win abdc2 fo sho. gross. sick. the missy eillot challenge. gross. las vegas represent what!!!!?

missy v.a. you know!

but i haven't seen fanny pak yet and oh my they are a dark horse. spot on.

shut up j.c.!

and ok i love so real cru, they're all sick.

Saturday, August 2, 2008

yo

ga

have you ever picked a fight with a peace loving zen hippy that's one with the world and just loves humanity? i have! what kind of high level evil bitch am i to not get along with get alongers?

don't answer that.

the late bikram yoga class has 3 people showing up at the most, so the instructors point out and constantly say the student's names trying to correct their form. "joy, you have to but your feet behind your head by lifting your thumb. no, not like that, lift through your coccyx." etc. 90 minutes of it. some people respond to such guidence. but it just made me angry! this is my journey! (i have some problems with sharing). i'm more about the meditation with the yoga and it's hard to transcend this world with some granola breath barking at me that i have no knee.

i was trying to convey that i don't like being singled out, but she didn't pick up the vibe. when she came over to me while we were in locust pose, i recoiled like a snake and just shut down. i interrupted her in her spiel and told her i was going to take a break, and she scurried away, a little hurt and surprised.

i felt bad, but different methods work with different people. i'm not trying to be a pro yogi or anything, just let me and my bad form be. i'll get something through it on my own somewhere. when it comes to instruction and authority, i tune out and rebel.

this is the second instructor i've rebufffed. i pay for these classes, they work for me. yoga is supposed to bring peace and tranquility to your life, but so far it's been a little confrontational.