The not quite thursday anymore but not yet friday post

January is coming to an end. Goodbye first month of 2004. You will not be missed.

You pummeled south jersey with 5 snowstorms in 3 weeks. You froze my ass relentlessly. I zipped up my jacket so much because of you that my zipper is now officially broken. January, you sir, owe me a jacket. And while I'm at it, i'm going to charge you for the gloves and scarf that I bought.

January, vile scum, hastenly leave and let February come. Oh, i'm sure Miss February won't be much better in terms of coldness and ass-freezing, but her cousin, Miss Valentine is pretty hot. Yes, it may be a lonely Valentine filled with hours of freezing my ass off, but there's a chance that might not happen. You never know. I won't know either until you LEAVE.

You got two days. Pack your bags and hit the road. You can send me a check for the jacket (and scarf and gloves).

Goodbye January. Don't come back til next year.

It's not that I don't care...

I need some kind of checklist on life. Or a palm pilot. Yea, a palm to organize my life would rock too.

Besides those future goals that I have, there are so many little immediate things that I should do. There's too many to list so I'll just go through it real quick: cars, bikes, webpages, stories, writing, issue7, anime, girls, school, money, taxes, funding, fafsa, tron's mom, a puppy, some shoes, dieting, running, lifting, sleeping, and sexing it all up.

How many of you stopped caring after like.. the fifth item?

I'm thinkin about loading up on classes spring term so that I can play catch up... but my biggest fear is having too many classes. I keep telling myself that I should focus on school and get through it. It's not the time to play around anymore. This is pretty much my last year in school, final projects and all that good stuff.

Ick. Gotta get through it.

Looking toward the future

It's not that I don't have a direction in life. It's just that I have too many directions in life. Besides for my love of writing and my strong desire to be a male stripper, there's so many other things I want to accomplish. First of all, with the writing, I want to write a book, but I also want to become an editor for a magazine. Both aren't exactly the most lucrative lines of work. The fame? Well, the fame is limited to those who are actually literate, have a desire to read, or even care to read deeply enough to notice that magazines have an Editorial column!

I love cars. I'd love to do something with cars for a living. Selling cars? No, I don't think so. I think owning or working for a performance shop would be nice. Being able to soop up a car and take it on the road to put in shows and things like that would be interesting. I could advise people on how to hook up their cars, and even get my hands a little dirty with some actual car repair.

Then there's webpages. I love making webpages. Talking to people and helping them figure out what kind of a website they need is great. My technical skills? They're ok. I know how to do things, but i'm not experienced enough to just wipe it out like a child labor factory. My design skills? They're decent at best, enough to get up a 1998 looking website that wouldn't hurt anyone's eyes, but it sure wouldn't impress anyone either.

Blabber blabber blabber

There's so many things I want to do. Some of them are reasonable, some of them are even achievable, but I just don't think I could be satisfied by just doing one of those things all day.

And man, I didn't even mention video games.

Don't even get me started.

Happy Chinese New Year

It's funny when you walk up to a white guy and say "Happy Chinese New Year" and they're all happy like you accepted them into your culture with open arms are something. No sir, I was mocking you, because you only get to celebrate the new year once. And, your reactions are always classic. Seriously though, I see no reason why I can't share my holidays with those people who have shown interested and appreciation.

Being on a web development team with two other asians, the white guys here have developed a deep sense for our people and culture. My co-worker has stated he loves the culture and even notices when other people are talking about asian people. As in, he gets all defensive if someone mentions asian people and they didn't need to. For example, yesterday, we were at Wendy's and some white guys said casually in conversation "hey, chinese new years is tomorrow". Of course, me and terry raised our heads and eyebrows up really quick upon hearing that, only to find that mike had also peered up alert.

My other friend Tron is like that too. Having come down to Drexel from vermont, his extent of the colored folk is that one italian dude who has sicilian in his blood and looks dark enough that he could be mistaken as a mexican or indian with italian hair. Now in philly, at least half his friends are blessed with extra melanin. He loves us. And our food too.

And hey, I like my non-asian friends because they're my friends, regardless of their star-crossed fate of not being one of us. If it was up to me, the ones who have accepted us asian people with open arms will always be included in our holidays.

Cheers.

Best Motorcycle ad EVER

This ad is great. It just screams "I am a good seller". I would definately buy this bike. *end sarcasm*

"1998 KAWASAKI 250 R NINJA, REBUILDABLE, WITH MINOR ALLOVER ROAD RASH.IT IS PRESENTABLE AS IT IS, AND WOULD NOT NEED THE MINOR COSMETIC IMPERFECTIONS FIXED FOR INSPECTION.IT IS SLOWER THAN MUD IN MARCH, BUT MORE EXITING THAN A DIAL TONE. GREAT FUEL ECONOMY FOR CHEAP TRANSPORTATION ,OR AN EXCELLENT STARTER BIKE ON THE COUNT OF THE FACT THAT IT IS TOO GUTLESS TO SCARE ANYONE. IT SHOULD HOLD ITS VALUE AT THIS PRICE.WE HAV E 2 500 NINJAS, AND OVER 50 OTHER REBUILDABLES IN STOCK IN HEATED STORAGE.CREDIT CARDS ACCEPTED. DO NOT EMAIL, BUT CALL KENT TOLL FREE FOR DETAILS. 1 866 540 3901"

http://adcache.cycletrader.com/5/8/0/64024480.htm

Don't you just want to buy it?

I <3 football

I can't wait to see the Patriots play the Eagles in the Superbowl!!! Oh wait, that's right, the Eagles blew it. I'm kind of sad, but you know, Conference Game Losers THREE YEARS IN A ROW does make a pretty good shirt. Hell, i'd buy it.

The patriots were beast though, though the colts had me nervous in the fourth. I was afraid of overtime, because I felt like the colts would have taken the game. Luckily the patriots pulled through and kept the score difference high in the end.



I'm linked everywhere

I'm linked by democrats.org and the gay and lesbian human rights organization. Well, not sure if i'm linked, but i definately got hits from them. It's kind of creepy. I hope I didn't piss any gay people off.

Last thing I want is a bunch of homos knocking on my door threatening to girly fight me.

I'll take lesbians though.

Shopping like a girl

Structures/Express for Men had an end of winter sale. Funny, because it's technically the middle of winter. Sucks for them, cuz I managed to get tons of winter apparel for about 20% of retail price. Come on, cashmere scarf for 10 bucks? It was originally 69.95.

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I can hear all the girls going oooo, and all the guys going, GAY. Yea, 70 bucks for 5 items of clothing that oddly, could all be worn together as one outfit (no, not really) is pretty damn good. I'll gay it up with my 140 dollar savings.

I don't like borgata

Beyond the marbled tiled walkways, gurling fountains and high class luxury stores lies the evil evil casino floor. They try to exude a happy atmosphere, announcing winners of contests and things of such. The scantily clad cocktail waitresses serve you icy cold drinks, but they are there only to draw your attention.

Suddenly you don't realize the dealer has a spark of evil fire within her eyes. She rolls the roulette ball, once, twice, three times, and clears the entire table of five players, never once rewarding a single chip to a player. Including myself. She looks at me, smirks, and brushes me off as another victim of her precision rolling.

What an evil place.

My week has been pretty hectic

My mom is off playing happily in taiwan, leaving me stuck at home serving myself. My schedule has been weird lately as well, i've been sleeping before ten waking up earlier then I need to for work and then just hanging out there all day. Lots of meetings.

I can blabber on, but nothing interesting really happened besides me finding out how much gambling at borgata sucks.

The sad part is, i'll probably go back there. I'm just going to avoid that evil witch. I remember her face. Every time i close my eyes, i picture me punching it. How could I forget it?

A new Gamblerholic is born

I've gone to the casinos three times in the last two weeks. I'm a wicked high roller too. I've milked the casinos for a whooping 12 dollars. Up five on the first visit, up seven on the second visit, and broke even on the last visit tonight (even though i was up 25 at one point *sniff*).

My bane? Roulette. It's so freakin fun and it feels rewarding as hell when your one chip turns into seventeen after one roll. I mean, those odds are freakin good. I bet the odds are better on real highroller games like Craps, but hell, I don't have four hundred bucks to blow.

I'm content with whippin out my twenty dollar bill and playing lowly dollar chips on the table. Hey, i know i'm making it sound measly, but you have to remember that casino minimums force you to bet around ten dollars. So twenty bucks, at worst, can last you two rolls.

But if you hit, you pretty much double your money. Good stuff.

Somebody give me the number to the gamblerholics place.

Talk about being confused

Can you guys see me driving this car?


I dunno, I really like the car, but I don't know if I can down with it. I mean, the GTI337 is fast. It's a turbo 1.8t engine, it's got a roomy interior, but not exactly my ideal piece. I can't get over the desire for four doors and awd/rwd.

Blah, and getting this car means selling my car and backin out on being a biker.

Decisions decisions.

Bangin bangs

It tooks a special and unique woman to pull off bangs. If done wrong, the woman in question looks like a 12 year old NERD. If done right, wow, supermodel status.

Maybe I watch too much anime, but in the last two series that I saw (samuria deeper kyo and Last EXILE) the women with bangs were stunning. They weren't really drop dead gorgeous, but something about those bangs made them alluring to me.

Yes, they're only cartoon characters, but hey, the drawings had to be based on some kind of reality right?

Issue 6

It's in the works, don't cry too much. Patience will be rewarded.

Another 4 day weekend comes to an end

I'm so glad that my friends are back now from college. It's the first time in a long time that I got to hang out with people and actually feel warm and welcome. It's not just old friends either, it's new friends--friends of friends, that have come along for the ride and hung out.

Hmm, i really don't have much to say. So i'll just summarize our topics of discussion: Girls are stupid, religion is wrong, ugly people shouldn't exist, sometimes siblings suck, sometimes siblings are great, rice krispy treats are good, tron is a player, korean people are wrong, shouldn't exist, sometimes suck, sometimes are great, but not as good as rice krispy treats.

Hey, don't shoot the messenger, that's just what we talked about.

Remember when the world used to end on new years?

Whatever happened to those who claimed that the world was going to end on new years, especially during 1999 and 2000 and then 2001 because people are morons and didn't realize the new millenium didn't start until the year ONE.

Man, those people must feel stupid now, since they were um... wrong three times and still wrong.

I miss them though. Seriously, I was sitting with a flashlight and a 24 pack of bottled water hoping something would happen back in the day. I mean, not that i feared the world ending, but I would have really enjoyed the couple of weeks without electricity and the proceeding wide spread panic in the world. Hell, i probably would have joined in. It definately would have sucked if it lasted for a couple of months though. Seriously, i like food. I need my taco bell. And krispy kremes. And... well, just about everything.

My New Years Resolution

1. I will not adhere to new years resolutions.
2. I will lose 10 pounds.
3. I will make an effort to cut back on smoking. (quitting is nigh-impossible)

Another uneventful year

My new years was uneventful, but surrounded by the people who I call friends. I wouldn't have spend it any other way.

Here's to another glorious new year filled with dumb people, drama, krispy kremes, my slow car, my motorcycle, my non-existance thousand dollar camera, good friends, pretty girls, hot bitches, and dirty sluts.

Thanks for reading thus far, my adoring fans, and hope you enjoy this little piece of the internet for another year.