to whoever left that comment on my last blog, I understand the confusion over this whole reiki thing, but it isn't a cure-all. You may have to do it several times before it completely heals. Had I not done it when it first happened though, I'm sure it would have been much worse that night. A few more sessions, and I was good as new (well, 90%). I can't really tell how fast or how exactly it's going to get fixed, but to say it would do it instantly is expecting a little too much I think.

BTW, i'm assuming i know who you are, so I'm not going to take much offense to the snide comment. I'd appreciate it if next time you could leave your name tho, instead of putting anonymous like a wack-ass little bitch =)

Holy fuck my leg is killing me.

This afternoon i went to kickball practice (tourney next weekend). It was cold. I didn't stretch, didn't warm up. Didn't think I would need to since I wasn't doing much running and was just kicking. boy was I wrong. On my first kick in that cold, i pulled something. sweet. Mind you I had JUST got there. Thankfully, I did some Reiki on my leg and it helped it out a lot.

Good thing to because kickball aside, i need to be able to move my legs so i can exercise. I NEED to exercise, not only because I'm fat, but because I made a deal with myself.

Anyways, i've made a pretty strict regiment for myself until mid april. If i stick with it, i'll reward myself. If I don't, then i'll punish myself. Positive reinforcement or negative reinforcement, either way. I know this is like the millionth time i've said this "i'll lose weight" bullshit, but hopefully this time it'll stick.

I want a new phone, but the contract for this one isn't up until august. Holy shit that's a long ass time. That means i'll still be using this POS for another 5 months. holy shit. And just when verizon comes out with a basic phone that I think looks cool and doesn't have all the extra functionality that I don't need. Oh wells.

Lottery is up to 216 million. Other lottery is up to 47 million. Time to buy another ticket.

aight sent my last email of the morning. Time to get to the office and write another report. sick.

The lottery is up to 150 million. That shit is nuts. I bought some tickets, and went in with jon so that if one of us wins, we'll split it 50-50. I think i'm going to buy some more tho; just another ten bucks more. I read on a website that if you're going to play the lottery, you should only spend a certain small percentage of your gross monthly income. I figure I'll just spend 20 bucks a month on lottery tickets, and only when it gets to be rather big. So if me or jon do have the winning numbers on the tickets we're sharing, then we'll both walk away with about 40 million before taxes. That would be sweet. The stupid thing about it is whenever I buy lottery tickets, I start thinking about what I would do with the money if I did win. Isn't that retarded? That's like wondering what you're going to do with the needle when you find it in the haystack. The chances of winning a jackpot is 1 in roughly 175,711,000. Good luck me. LOL.

Damn I'm sore from all the sports playing this weekend. That is incredibly sad. I mean, i know i'm old, but not THAT old.
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Disappointed. But whatevers. It won't be the last time, and that's sad.
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It takes more than to just have balls to ask a girl out. Whatever people wanna say about it, you got to have the looks too. Or at least nice shoes and a little style. All that bullshit about all you need is some confidence is the biggest steaming pile of crap. People who say that shit either have a significant other, are hot, and/or are from the country of mental retardationland.
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Thank you to everyone i know who has a bf/gf for acting completely bonkers as of late. You help me to realize how good it feels to be single and sane.
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Vegas in two months....
The GOAT Vegas trip...i can't wait =)

This has been the work week from hell, and not because i've been working 10-14 hours everyday. It's more because this week i'm doing a bunch of different things, one of them being user testing. I'm not going to go into the details of it, but basically it was murphy's law. Everything that could go wrong, did go wrong. It doesn't help that no one put in a helping hand from my team, so i had to go to other coworkers for some assistance when i needed it. This project is seriously pissing me off and i can't wait to finish it...too bad that won't be until August 2007. Bullshit.

but whatevers. The weekend is almost here, and i've become very good at separating work from my personal life. That's the one good thing about working full time - You learn quickly to separate your work attitude and work persona from your personal life persona. If you don't, you'll stress out WAY to much.

Tonight I'm gonna kick it with Daco, Norm, and Cvu (crazy!!). Dinner and dnb most likely. Then tomorrow it's picnic time with the local crew and then something at night. Not sure what. Then on Sunday I veg. Then on Monday I go BACK TO WORK while everyone else fucking gets to sleep in, watch porn, and eat cereal. BAH.

So I was going to write this entry on valentines day about valentines day, but i realized that valentines day is the one day where you shouldn't talk about your singleness or your unsingleness. Yes. The one day. I mean, the whole fucking holiday is so goddamn cliche anyways, so why add another cliche? What I mean by that is, it's so damn cliche to emphasize your relationship status on vday on your xanga/blog. Single people shouldn't say shit about how they're single and lonely and all that shit. It's fine to do that on any other day, but to do that on vday is even more stupid and whiney than usual. Yes, we know you're alone, but why make it worse by saying you have no love on vday??? i And on the flip side, saying all this mushy shit about your "snoogums" on vday is stupid, repetitive, lame, and is definitely way of getting all of your angry friends to beat your ass. Believe me when I say to you that the all the single people who leave comments that say "awwwwww!!" or "ooooo how wonderful" are actually immensely jealous of you. Whatevers. Bottom line: Vday, take your gf/bf out on the expected date, eat lots of expensive food chocolates, then go home and have the obligatory horizontal mambo session.

I think the worst decision anyone could make is GETTING MARRIED on valentines day. LAME. First off, you've now made it so that you can NEVER GO OUT for your anniversary. Do you have any idea how hard it is to get a reservation at a nice restaurant for valentine's day? You have a million other couples that are planning on doing the same thing that you're doing, except your stakes are even higher since you're celebrating both your love AND your marriage. Second of all, you better have that wedding early in the day cuz if you have it at night ain't no one gonna show up to your shindig except for your single friends. Then again, I guess that could work out for them. Third, and most important, it's just CLICHE AND LAME. I mean shit, if you insist on getting married on a holiday, pick halloween and have everyone come dressed up. Or have it on easter and make everyone dress up like bunnies.

Because sometimes, you just don't.

Well said, because you won't.

another day, another dollar.

got some stuff planned for the next few months..looking forward to it. Yosemite camping trip, seeing Dave Attell at the San Jose Improv, VEGAS. I want to do more tho. I think this Sunday I might go to Monterey or to San Jose Museum of Art. We'll see.

Work is going through changes right now. Can't say I'm too happy with it, but what can you do. Just gotta find stuff to keep myself busy. You can't expect to like your job 100%, and for right now, it's just about getting experience and doing the best I can.

Valentine's day is upon us. What a stupid day. I know what you're saying "You're just saying that cuz you're about as single as someone can get". hm. Maybe. Well, lemme cut it into two different parts.

Why Vday is the suck - logic POV: this "holiday" is probably the most commercialized yearly event ever. Only days after the NYE shit is pulled of the shelves are they subsequently packed with red hearts, fru-fru renditions of Cupid, and other vomit inducing interpretations of a hallmark relationship. My issue is this: Valentines day is there for business to make a buck off of the unknowing couples, who feel that they're obligated to take part in the days expected activities. Even if we don't look at it from a commercial POV, why is it that people are expected to do something at all. That mere fact takes away from anything anyone can and will do on that day, because you're "supposed" to do it. Yeah you could make the same argument for any other holiday, like xmas or halloween, and if you want to put that in my face, please see "counter argument #1" at the bottom of the blog. I just dont like the fact that people are expected to do something when on any other day it would be seen as even more special. And for what??? For the promise of sex later on? Is that worth it? Is that worth it..??? Well..sorta.. er.. I mean, NO!

Why vday is the suck - not logic: I'm so used to not having a vday that it's just another day for me. Add to that two things: I don't see the need for a girlfriend/relationship right now, and whenever I see someone in love I wonder if they're in it just because they're insecure and they don't wanna/can't be alone. I don't want to be one of those people. I can't deny the fact that being with someone would be awesome and that the feeling that knowing that someone is thinking about you is the best feeling in the world. But I need to know that I can stand on my own two feet no matter what, with or without anyone, and more importantly, that any dealings that have to do with my heart can and will be analyzed with the full cooperation of my head. Those that can do that, in my book, are the ones who have truly matured and understand the balance between life and love. I have a long way to go. And all vday does is remind me of that. And if you are a couple, and/or you don't like what i've written here, please see counter argument #2. Honestly tho, I think we have such a fucking misconception of what true love is. I'm not saying I know, cuz I sure as hell don't.

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Went to Battlefest last weekend. Hella good dancers. Even 220 was there (they were SICK). There was this group there from UC Santa Cruz...haluan or something like that. They were hella good and OMFG the girls in that group are HELLA cute/hot. If I could actually dance*** then I would have totally tried talking to one of them after the show, but alas, I'm not. Plus lemme state that again: they're from UCSC. That means college student. That means potential to be 18. And everyone knows, you don't date a girl that's younger than 21 when you're over 21, unless you think you have the willpower to deal with the "21 explosion". And let me tell you right now: you don't.

Afterwards went to an afterparty. It was fun getting my dance and drank on. Thanks Shan for driving!

Counter Argument #1: That's what your mom said last night. oh SNAP.

Counter Argument #2: Why do you say things that you know will hurt me? boo hoo.

*** I came to the realization that I'm slightly off when I'm trying to pop. I'm a tiny bit early. In other words, that means i'm OFF BEAT. Seriously, this is beyond devastating. I'm working to fix it, but holy shit -- OFF BEAT????? I thought I had gotten rid of that in high school!! Apparently not. I'm not going to lie; I was extremely disappointed after finding this out. Dance is one of the only things I have left. Bah. Gotta practice more.

Yesterday I went out to eat and i was in a ROTTEN mood. It was nuts. I could tell how rotten a mood I was in by a) the things that I said b) the fact that today I look back at how I was feeling and can think "dude, it just FELT hella different". When you notice the difference, you know that that shit was rotten to the corest. Furealz.

Anyways, I'm gonna have to sleep cuz I got another couple days of class. Yes. Class. I'm taking class for work and let me just say that i'm enjoying class way more than my current work project. That is beyond sad. I can't believe I am actually saying that I enjoy class more than I'm enjoying work. I want to punch myself in the spleen for that.

I'm lagging on this diet thing. I will lose weight tho. Yup.

It took me two hours to drive home today. From north san jose. WTF is that shit. I'm not heading back home after tomorrow. Either I'll meet up with someone for dinner, or I'll just go play cards at bay 101 for a couple hours. Fuck traffic and fuck traffic some more. I'm SO happy that i work to the south now. I will never complain about my commute EVER. EVER EVER EVER. I feel sorry for anyone who has to drive north in the morning and then south in the afternoon. bullshit.

I wish I had a part time job at a bar. No I wish I owned a bar.
I wish I was dating that asian girl model for victoria's secret.
I wish I had a brand new accord with the navigation system and all that, or a brand new v6 toyota camry.
I wish I had more clothes.
I wish I had more money.
I wish I wasn't so greed.
I wish I wasn't so fucking fat.
I wish I wasn't so unhappy with how I look.
I wish I wasn't so pathetic
I wish I had more nike dunks.
I wish I wasn't so superficial.
I wish I could dance better
I wish I could play piano better.
I wish i had a donut right now
no i don't.
Yeah I do.
k i'm sleeping.