I facebook-ed the name and indeed he is a facebook user (and indeed I am a stalker)! Anyway I showed the graffiti photos to my coworkers and they both saw his facebook user photo.

[1:25 PM] me: http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile2/684/44/n6022802_22764.jpg
[1:26 PM] korean coworker: awww, he's being "in your face".
[1:26 PM] korean coworker: Makes you want to fold him up and put him in your pocket.

I have a couple more graffiti photos. Something about a hottie with a body.

(haha)

this is the first time they've used a designer that i've heard of whose designs i really, really like.

(behnaz sarafpour runway shows)

still afraid of falling off the treadmill. i didn't, though.

i almost fell off the elliptical though. still not sure how that happened.

all signs point to MY PHONE IS LOST AND GONE FOREVER and what really really bugs me isn't the fact that i'm going to have to buy a new phone (i was going to have to do it regardless) but the fact that there's someone out there with all of those phone numbers :( i'm sorry guys. i am dumb.

no more chirping at all hours and no more fears of cricket babies being made in my apartment!

According to the article, I am a career girl. I have a university degree, I work 35+ hours outside of the home, I earn more than $30K a year.

According to this (very charming, very eloquent) poster my career girl status means that I am a stupid, gold digging, flannel-wearing, fat/fugly, butch, bitchy hag that should be avoided at all costs (not that anyone would want me anyway). Oh, and that I have more back hair than my boyfriend.

I highly doubt that poster (along with the majority of the other male posters on the board) represents the majority of males in the USA, but if by some chance he does I will say right now that I'd rather stay single or turn lesbian than end up with someone like him :)

if you had bazookas like sara, you would look odd and fall over.

left we're missing denise! center we're missing leslie! right we're not missing anybody but my freaking eyes are closed (dammit!)

Leanne's birthday (last Saturday) started at Yardhouse in Long Beach, moved to Mai Tai's which was a 2 minute drive away, and ended at V20. It has been a mighty long time since we've been able to get the girls together for an outing but we somehow made it happen :D Happy birthday Leanne!

ps. Lina and Leslie, you have very lovely booty-shaking and flower-wearing (respectively) boyfriends :)

coworker whose birthday is TODAY: i can't wait to go home and touch my [new] computer

i drop my fork in horror

korean coworker: this is why you shouldn't date computer science guys.

...and here's an edit per a request from said birthday coworker...

me: i've dated nothing but computer science guys!

coworker whose birthday is TODAY: sux2bu

ps. the spelling of "sucks to be you" was also a request from birthday coworker.

Dave (12:35 PM): Kelly!!!!! drop me a line my cell is *** *** **** (must go mow the lawn). You are never to over educated to mow your Dad's lawn

today (right now) i am at le boyfriend's apartment (i was going to say something bad about him but he was watching me type) just kicking it like tae bo.

i suppose i'm going to head back to tustin a bit earlier than usual because my laundry is in desparate need of doing.

bf's roommate is cooking and it smells sort of good?

(btw i was kidding about the saying something bad about him thing)

[4:08 PM] virginian co-worker: hahahahah
there is a giant hairball on the floor of the lab

....kelly!

okay i think i'm tired now.

It was weird. No contractions or water breakage or any of that. And I still fit into my jeans.

Anyway, I got a special Derek so I'm going to do this...thing?

***List five truths. Five things that are on your mind. Good, bad, it matters not. Lift some weight off. Then, pick five people to do the same.***

1. Ignoring my phone on my birthday is a little thing I started doing after this one time Ra just turned off his cell for the duration of his birthday. It seemed like a good idea, and it was. I've done it every year since.

2. I am such a total wreck.

3. I am also a bad girlfriend.

4. I have a lot to be thankful for; there are a lot of things that I have that I probably don't deserve. I have some wonderful people in my life that are remarkably good to me, I'm financially stable (sort of at least for now?), and I suppose I have everything I'd ever wanted at this point in my life.

(okay this is random but my computer just connected to the peer-to-peer "network" "i hate mini asians" which is something adam made for me during a 156 study session a long long time ago)

5. I think that over the past few years it has become even more difficult to trust people and what they think of me and I think it's becoming somewhat debilitating.

Okay so half of that did not even make sense but give me a break please after all it's 5 in the morning!

(almost)

Anyhow, I tag anyone who is feeling a little insightful. That is all.

tell me what you think about this article!

edit:

edit (again) Okay dudes here it goes...

bracing self for barrage of criticism and rotten tomatoes

I actually did not find this article offensive at all. As I was reading it, it was painfully clear to me that the author is actually quite against affirmative action and believes that putting Asians at a disadvantage simply for having a large portion of their population meet admission standards is ridiculous. I can see where a few of the references might have been kind of offensive (bamboo and pandas, anyone?) but they didn't really bother me at all. Probably because it contributed to the asshole image he was trying to create. To me, the whole piece was practically dripping with sarcasm.

However, I guess if it offended so many it probably shouldn't have been printed =\ I'm not sure why I wasn't quite so riled up. Maybe it's because I'm borderline illiterate (and only getting worse as evidenced by the downhill spiral of my blogs) and a bit insensitive (okay, very insensitive).

To each his own *shrug*

I'm really curious about how those who support affirmative action feel about the article, i.e. the people he was targeting. If anyone can find some sort of thread or anything of the sort please send it to me :)

One last interesting thing is that my little brother felt the same way I did regarding the article. I suppose blood really does run thick. It's either that or his EECS schooling is making him just as illiterate as I am :(

yeah after re-reading i realized that i had a total sentence fragment up there that made absolutely no sense. see what i mean by illiterate?

April: Did you know that weed can prevent marijuana?

...and after I told her about how excessive marijuana usage can lead to impotence...

April: You'd probably have to drink a lot before that happens.

I love you Apes ;)

they really need to keep their sliding glass door closed.

yay!

[4:08 PM] virginian co-worker: the standing stretch is my favorite
[4:08 PM] virginian co-worker: i look like i'm doing yoda

now there is cigarette smoke wafting through the screen door. blah. time to close the window.

Okay so it's a tie and it's not even mine but WHATEVER.

l. so we could buy alcohools r. rapt audience

So yeah Steve awesomely tracked down tickets for Sunday's sold out show at the Palladium as an early birthday gift for me sooooo that means I finally got to see the Yeah Yeah Yeahs! So I picked up Brian in Brentwood before heading off to Hollywood to see Karen O prance around in her Christian Joy couture whilst screaming into a microphone.

l. my fantastic view of the stage r. non-vip balcony (we are not vips)

We mostly missed the openers (who were they again?), catching only the tail end of the second band's set (sort of, we were getting wristbands and buying beer while they were playing). I was so out of place. I did not have skinny jeans or tattoos and my glasses were not of the thick black framed variety. And I am asian. But never mind all of that.

We went up to the balcony and ended up on the end verrry close to the stage and unable to see anything other than the front of the stage (everything else was obscured by the curtain) but it gave me an unobstructed view of miss Karen (most of the time at least) and a place to steady my camera (which they did not confiscate YAY). It was a good show--a mix of songs from Fever to Tell and Show Your Bones plus one song that I think must have been totally new because no one in the audience seemed to know it. She played my favorite off of Show Your Bones (Cheated Hearts) but she didn't play my favorite off of Fever to Tell (Pin) so after the show I had to go to my car and play it for myself on my CD player :( Anyway, I would totally go see them again so if they ever come back and anyone wants to go I am soooo there!

I took about a jillion pictures of Karen O trying to get a few clear ones of each of her costumes. Most of them turned out kind of crappy but here are the slightly less crappy ones.

top row 01 wearing some sort of shredded hood thing 02 wearing just one glove a la michael jackson 03 shredded superhero 04 spotlight

bottom row 05 zoomed in 06 you'd be tired too 07 yyy cape 08 attention whore

AND SHE HAS AWESOME LEGS

(ps. thank you thank you skim!)