Lunch
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If you’ve ever eaten so many pickled jalapeno peppers (no matter how much you love love love them) that inspires your stomach to do backflips and your ass to request a Scope enema for minty soothing relief, just take myy advice on this..
FOR GAWDS SAKE STOP DOING THAT.
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Going to Pride and Pink Sunday makes you proud to be gay.
Or if you’re like me, and sadly straight, then it makes you fricking *wish* you were gay.
And you peeps wonder why I kiss the girls.
Because I’m *mostly* straight. And by *mostly* I mean totally.
I can’t even pull off a bi vibe, sadly enough.
Which makes it even more ironic that you just might see me walking in the parade tomorrow.
Yes, I’m walking in Pride Parade.
On the Comcast/Showtime Float.
Look for me.
I’ll be the girl trying to out-gay the lesbians for once. Hah, as if I could.
Also: Let’s talk nomenclature.
Faghag = woman who is straight who hangs with gay men.
Fruitfly = Straight man who hangs with gay men.
Hembo = and as a caveat, this may only be a polish term, a straight man who hangs with lesbians.
??? = Me. The token straight chick who hangs out with a lotta lesbian girlfriends.
What the heck is that called?
Let’s call it an MJ.
Things that Displease me today:
#1. Mac Harddrive Dies. Again.
7-10 Days until it is returned.
Luckily it is still under warranty but has inspired me to give up more of my hard earned cash for Applecare.
#2. I’ve lost my house keys.
This is a minor irritant because I have backup house keys.
However I do not have a backup key for my mail. This is not going to be a good thing.
#3. I am out of toilet paper.
‘Nuff Said.
Things that Please me today:
#1. I will hang out with friends later this afternoon at Dyke March & Pink Saturday.
I’m the token breeder. Hurray.
#2. Bao Phi has his CD release show this PM.
I will do my best to go see it though the odds at this juncture are looking slim.
Still I’m so proud of Bao! Dope event tonight if you wanna check it out.
#3. I will have clean sheets that smell like a country summer breeze tonight.
Doing laundry does have it’s simple pleasures and perks.
Every single day, 30,000 children die, needlessly, of extreme poverty.
On July 6th, we finally have the opportunity to stop that shameful statistic.
8 world leaders, gathered in Scotland for the G8 summit, will be presented with a workable plan to double aid, drop the debt and make the trade laws fair. If these 8 men agree, then we will become the generation that made poverty history.
But they’ll only do it if enough people tell them to.
That’s why we’re staging Live 8. 5 concerts, 100 artists, a million spectators, 2 billion viewers, and 1 message… To get those 8 men, in that 1 room, to stop 30,000 children dying every single day of extreme poverty.
We don’t want your money – we want you!
LIVE 8 is part of a day of action across the world which kick-starts The Long Walk to Justice that calls on the leaders of the world’s richest countries to act when they meet in Gleneagles on 6th-9th July. On July 2nd in London, Edinburgh, Washington, Berlin, Paris and Rome millions will be coming together to call for complete debt cancellation, more and better aid and trade justice for the world’s poorest people.
LIVE 8 is calling for people across the world to unite in one call – in 2005 it is your voice we are after, not your money.
Well,
So you know what this means, don’t you?
Yup.
I’ll be having a PM Partay on July 2nd to watch Live8.
If I know you and you know me, then come on by.
I think other folks should host Live8 Parties too.
Things Not to Do:
* Try to pick up the person waiting in line for the ER registration. Especially if it’s me. Because I will glare at you and tell you you’re a fricking idiot to your face.
* Cry loudly and wearily “I’ma gonna die, Virginia, I’m comming to meetcha!”
* Cut in line in front of someone who’s bleeding. Especially if they have skull piercings. If they choose to headbutt you, you will need to get back in line again at the end of the queue.
* Sing pirate holiday carols. Now, my friend, is not the time.
* Defecate in your pants and then choose to sit next to other people. This could start a barfing cycle. And now, we really don’t need to make it more confusing for the ER staff to identify the trully sick, now do we?
To Do.
* Wait patiently and quietly.
* Help the person next to you in line who happens to be currently missing a few fingers with filling out his form.
* Make polite conversation with the police officer who is making conversation with a recent parolee…who happens to be standing right behind you in queue. Good thing you made friends by filling out his form for him.
* Make little fans from the bilingual venereal disease pamphlets and do a traditional Korean fan dance while waiting for a nurse to call your name
* Get talked into doing the roger rabbit and the electric slide (detroit dip style, of course) on them shiny floors
Update:
*I* was not in emergency care but taking care of someone who was. All is now well. Hurrah.
After tonight’s events, I claim the new name of
Min Jung Wolf.
I solve problems.
Logistical, etc.
I take charge of a situation, calm down individuals, manage logistics, and handle problems.
This is, while I remain calm, cool, and steady, quite intellectually and emotionally exhausting at times.
Frankly, and I say this not without a touch of smug satisfaction, I’m really fucking good at this.
I go now to set my well deserved head on a pillow and to close my eyes in utter calm.
Part of me feels that this is a result of some of my professional coaching that I’ve enjoyed over the last few months. Part of me feels that it’s just the expression of my Korean Mom-ness where I like to take care of people, fix things, and make sure that others are in a good safe *place* both emotionally or physically. I’m not always this way but the older I get the more I feel like it’s a natural progression. It’s the reason why people defer to my judgement on things and why they come to me for advice. I take care of problems. I’m The Wolf more often than I likely give myself credit for. I enjoy the challenge of complex personal and professional situations and immediately downshift out of an emotional state to take care of the details, the logistics, and the baseline needs of all interested parties. It’s something I’m good at.
This may be that superpower that I’ve always sought after in terms of identification. Well; that and being able to burp extra well after a lukewarm diet coke. We all have our skills, now don’t we.
Quick Fact: I tend to fall asleep in any moving object where I’m not driving
Quick Fact: I don’t like to talk to people when I’m traveling by myself
Quick Fact: But I still feel compelled to apologize for snoring to strangers in that circumstance
Quick Fact: I feel very sleepy
Quick Fact: Girls are fun to kiss
Quick Fact: Man, I’m doing a lousy job of keeping that thing to my birthday only.
Can you spot me?
I’m the one near the front right(wearing red) looking off to the side.
Likely snarking to my friends saying “OMG, this is so fricking meta. We’re blogging about the media who want’s to get into the blogging space and they’re going to blog about bloggers and what we think of the media.”
If that isn’t an old media/new media circle BLEEP then I dunno what is.
If you are a fan of the Studio Ghibli genre of films, seeing Howl’s Castle will leave you pleased.
No spoilers.
Howl’s castle is a great film which revolves around a protagonist who perseives herself as an ordinary girl in ordinary circumstances which finds herself compeled to believe herself capable of managing challenges beyond herself.
This; in itself, is a storyline.
One, that yours trully, finds extraordinarly resonent and appreciative of.
Sophie: our protagonist. is a ordinary girl in ordinary times. She is the eldest daugher who has lost her father and who’se mother and sister(s) are considered fairer and more popular than she.
And yet, despite magic spells; circumstance; etc: finds herself with little other than core values (that the studio ghibli folks always adhere to along the lines of chutzpa, friendliness, kindness, and generosity of spirit and a willingness for adventure and challenge outside of one’s conventional relm) has little else to drive her outside of her norm.
While naysayers unused to a non hottie youngun hero in a miyazaki film might find cognitative disonance with this film; one can see over the lifetime of miyazaki’s works; an overylayed appreciation and progression towards mature and forthrwright value’s being parlayed in storyline.
The character development is strong; the voiceover acting acceptable (unlike one’s personal penchants in say… princess mononoke) and the storyline extraordiarly palatable and timely for a generation that may be addressing both personal dealings with the elderly and dealing with such; and personal experiences and the affectations and expectations of interacting with this particular demographic.
Overall, it’s a beauteous film that provides timely and well timed storytelling associated with love, expectations within a person’s lifetime, and a willingness to re-engage and redifine what “family” means inspite of circumstance.
In other words.
It rawked. And it makes me think strongly that I’ve; in my short lifetime; made the appropriate decisions and actions about living and loving and accepting; and giving within my own myopic community. And how forgiveness moves beyond that. How frailtieis are idiculously human and forgiveable and how the nobility of a person’s intentions must be heartfelt beleived in despite past historities and previous weaknesses.
And that curses that one has upon oneself from one’s childhood (self imposed) or from one’s more recent present, can be forgiven and resolved with little more than a kiss of pure intent and emotion.
I must say that the apartment right now looks spotless.
SPOTLESS.
And I am not responsible for anythign other than finally folding my laundry and putting it away as opposed to my normal modus operandi of leaving it in a clean wrinkled pile on the floor until I throw it on in a hectic morning.
Earlier in the month, the roommates and I had agreed on getting a housecleaning service. This past week, our housecleaner came by and left the house impressivly clean. Apparently she was on her hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor.
All for 5 hours of work ~ $75 + tip which when split between 4 slacker roommates seems like an excepptionally good deal. Especially with that being only once/month and equivalent er person toa sushi luncheon.
There is one minor, guilt factor however.
We’ve been referring to this cleaning service employee as “Grandma”.
Why? Because we got her through Self Help for the Elderly.
So having a little Chinese grandma on her hands and knees cleaning your kitchen while us lazy ass second generation peeps can barely wake up to let her in at 8:15AM to do the job, well…
I think that about makes me the WORST and lamest 2nd generation asian american. Ever.
Kron Blogger Meetup
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So meta it hurts.
Exciting new thing.mike is making me even more nerdtastic w. The ability to moblog w. His nifty liitle api that he beamed over from treo to treo. We are nerds.
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