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Posts from April 2002

Idiots.After the LA riots you were supposed to see race matters as BEYOND black & white.10 years and we’re back at square fricking one.


I actually survived the bday party.Detailed update forthcoming.If you were there, I hope you had fun.If you weren’t there. You missed out.
*phew*


28 & 1 day.
So how’d I celebrate my bday?Low key. Working, & cleaning. Answering phone calls from loved ones. Laughing at emails and lovely cards that I got. Thinking about the thank you notes I need to send to kind folks who got me stuff, and trying not to be annoyed by the […]


Happy Birthday To Moi.
In this photo, I am turning 2 and it is my first birthday celebrated in the US.
I am now 28 and I still sport pigtails & pouts.
Huh.
So this is what the dark side of the 20s looks like.


Lick & stick

Lick & Stick
Earlier today, I was confessing a secret fantasy of mine to a coworker. No nothing kinky. But embarrassing none the less. When I was a little girl, I hoped one day to be famous. So famous in fact that painters would fly in from italy to paint my toes. […]


Overheard today:
Conversation between three lovely young men (with fiercly sculpted eyebrows) that look like they belong in a boyband.A: “So how’s it going with that dude”B: “It’s ok… it’s just… well”C: “What? Spit it out, girlfriend“B: “It’s just that… like he’s holding back”A: “And…”C: “I already know where this is going.Blah blah blah blah blah […]


Burn Baby BurnYou rock.
William Bechiom http://www.webpiper.netTahnee Hutchens http://www.faceted.orgTom Clancy http://www.localnine.com/David Edwards http://www.rovidica.comEric Soroos http://www.wiredfool.com/


Prayers.

All I want for my birthday is for folks to pray for PEACE in the mideast.Encouraging to know that activism is alive and well in the bay area? #1, the aggressive and speedy response by APIAs on the internet in response to the gross error in cultural sensitivity and judgement by Abercrombie & Fuck.
#2: […]


Snootery

Snootery be damned.
Imported French pork liver pate with burgundy wine and mushrooms is no more than the second cousin of spam.Try it warmed over rice with furukake sprinkled on top and I’m sure you’ll aggree.


Counting DownI have six days left to be 27.I better go out and get a wee bit shnookered tonight.
Additionally, I have about 9 days to live. For surely, on the ninth day, I shall die. Of embarrassment. For with confidence, I acknowledge that I will do something utterly stupid and regrettible at the huge […]


Karma

This is the worst kind of karma.
In my comments:MJ, you should be careful about what you sow- years ago, you hurt one of your ex’s deeply by treating him like a disposable person whose time and consideration for your needs were equally disposable. We’ve dated for several years now and though he is not angry […]


Oh please fucking stop

Oh please fucking stop.
I am not your last hurrah.I am not the girl you can drink shots with but won’t take home to meet your mother. I loathe the fact that some guys think I’m datable, fuckable, but not marryable.
You know what? FUCK YOU.I’ve had enough of it. The fun girl. The party girl. The […]


Frenetic.That’d be my weekend in a single word?Some highlights?
Friday: Bible study and interesting porkchops
Saturday: Work stuff, picking up a diva at the airport, more work stuff, making a camisole and train out of paper, sushi and smack talk, and boogying at the caf� while being walled in by live action porn.
Sunday: Driving amok, visiting […]


I am sooo Mean.There are few things as viciously satisfying as being able to sidle along next to your evil x-factor at a party, assess his dress and demeaner which hasn’t evolved much since 1997, and be able to whisper in his ear “Honey, you need a mint.”


Argh

Someone Kill Me NowSunshine, the irripressible ghetto booty bible study pal, emails me today to let me know that she’s now engaged to Alex…our very own local and lovable Dr. Shorty. (Don’t you dare tell him I ever referred to him as that). (Note, not the same Dr. Shorty that my dad was trying […]


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