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Posts from April 2004

Conversation with the Kissing Bandit: 04.29.04

Kissing Bandit: Well, aren’t you going to say anything?
Moi: About what?
KB: Ya know. I saw them. They were all cooey and creepy and lovey dovey and stuff.
Moi: So?
KB: I mean. Here I was, just minding my business, having a latte and I see the dude who like… fuck. I mean. FUCK!
Moi: And?
KB: Then I […]


Ramping up for National Poetry Month

National Poetry Month is wrapping up.
“To commemorate the end of National Poetry Month, blog about your favorite poem and provide at least one link to other poems and/or a bio of the poet.”
Morning Poem by Mary Oliver


Life Lesson #8

Think before speaking.
Because if you’re trying to say something flirty regarding red panties and ear nibbles, the last thing you want to do is accidentally make a reference to Miracle Whip when you really meant Cool Whip.
Yes, I really can be that dumb sometimes.
Oh come on, give a girl a break.
Engrish isuh not my purst […]


Recovering from the Smooch Orgy

Booyah.
Highlights:
Roses with Haiku!
Squished Chocolate Cake!
Lots of Liquor!
Hug Decanter of Lemon Soju!
Lots of new friends!
Hip Hop Ring Tones!
Hula Hooping!
Dancing!
Great Music!
Same Sex Kissing (Boys! Girls! Joy between Straights and LGB!)!
Partial Nudity!
37 Year old Scotch!
Monks Juice (don’t ask)!
Loads of Kimchi Jjigeh!
The cops swung by and were nice!
Impromptu Piano concert by Mou @ 3AM!
Snuggling up to fall asleep happy […]


Still the same.

Officially 30 and still a pouty brat.
This is going to be a very good year. 2004 has been good to me so far.
Happy Birthday me.


Cute. Not.

Now while I loves me some MT and heard raves of TypePad, I can’t help but see the logo as a woman’s crack from behind with a tampon string dragging out.

*shrug*
Lillypad? My ass.
Er…not *my* ass. But well, you know what I mean.


It’s called Schadenfreude

Oh man!
First the headlock to Mr. Abrams. Next, the guillotine.
Via Lia


Oh jayzus. I’m doomed.

WASHINGTON (Reuters) — Poets die young — younger than novelists, playwrights and other writers, a U.S. researcher said Wednesday.
It could be because poets are tortured and prone to self-destruction, or it could be that poets become famous young, so their early deaths are noticed, said James Kaufman of the Learning Research Institute at California State […]


Nerdtastic

No, seriously.
Nerdtastic!


Wierd new stuff in social networking software

a) Breedster
You’re a bug. You eat. You shit. You fuck. The end.
UPDATE: I have a free egg if you want to try it out.
b) Dodgeball
“It’s like Friendster for your mobile phone.”
Kinda interesting stuff. Might be fun if you’re like me and want to use it for social coordination (ie trying to track down […]


Poetica Spontenaium 04.20.04

This soft drenched conversation
Under dream covers, heavy and warm
When your voice is in my ear
And your breath against my cheek
It reminds me of my younger days
Before you and I ever met
And I’d lie back on the summer grass
Watch clouds, taste honey and lilac in the air
I didn’t know that I was closer to you then
While […]


Yay!

An early bday present from the fine peeps over at Google and Gmail.
My very own gmail account.
minjung at gmail dot com
Hit me up.


Hah! Funny.

Now this is good for a laugh.


And in other thinks.

With my birthday coming up (next week!)
I am doing a gutcheck on how I am with my current new year’s resolutions.
To reiterate:
New Year’s Thunk - 1/1/2004
* Go forth into the new year “naked” and keep that in mind every once in a while.
* Life is too short not to look cute.
* It is not being […]


Housepainting.

Went housepainting at Ernie’s new digs today.

See the shots.


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