2010

Well, 2010 has begun and is on it's way, but I haven't really noticed. I made it a tradition in the past to write a kind of summary of the past year, but this time I didn't really have an urge to do it. Or rather it's more like I didn't really have much to say. I feel like I haven't had much to say lately anyways (hence the lack of updates).

2009 came and went. Not much happened really. I worked, I went to vegas a few times, and the rest was as per the usual. The year went by pretty fast to be honest. Uneventful, but not bad. There is, without being said, always the need for things to change and for life to improve, but I'll get to that sooner or later. The quality of ones life is obviously only controlled by one's own actions (or inaction), so it's all on me, and thankfully, on my own timetable.

2009 saw some friends get married, and people move on with their lives. It made for some personal growth and loss (I lost and gained some weight). It made for some good times with friends, but also saw friends disappear. It made for some big purchases (bought a townhouse). It made for some earned maturity, and for some perspective.

Life, as ever predictable and lame (as per definition 1) as life can be, it always seems to throw a wrench in the repetitive industrial line that we all expect. And I think, in some ways, we yearn for it. Sometimes I think that I think we enjoy all forms of unexpectedness, be it good or bad, for the simple reason that it makes us feel alive.

At the beginning of every year, every person jumps up with a sense of vigor, saying "this will be the year!". They jump onto a treadmill and run with a renewed sense of dedication and optimism. I do the same thing. But I think this year I'll just wait to see what happens. I dunno what life has in store for 2010, but I'm pretty sure it's gonna be a drag and fucking awesome, all at the same time.

I just hope I grow up a little more this year - I have a long way to go. Everybody is either wearing a grownup suit and thinking about their 401ks and designing a white picket fenced house, planning their weddings complete with a 1000-dove release the moment they say "I do" and a photographer that costs as much as my mortgage (times 3), and/or chilling in a relationship that is a delicate balance of maturity and fighting the urge to use your "baby-voice" in public as you giggle with each other over pet names and your third dessert of the day. Meanwhile, I'm chilling in the corner eating crayons and wondering why the circle block won't go in the triangle shaped hole. It's about time I grew up - I gonna see if in 2010 my maturity balls will finally drop.

4am is when the party

4am is when the party starts at lax apparently.

feeling like shit. vegas always fucks me up. i must be getting old.

stuck at lax waiting for

stuck at lax waiting for 5 hours due to horrible traffic on15 (missed flight). ill never not fly home from vegas to san jose again.

enoteca @ venetian - FAIL

enoteca @ venetian - FAIL FAIL FAIL
foundation room @ mandalay - awesome

Stress.

I keep telling myself to finish my blog about vegas, but i always lose the urge to while i'm writing it. Or rather it's just that I have too much fucking work to do and stress is at an all time high.

I cannot believe the amount of work I've been having to do since late November. It's fucking ridiculous. I've been working weekends, major overtime, etc. Working late into the night or after dinner is nothing irregular at this point.

Which wouldn't be so bad if not for the fact that I'm purchasing a place and finally moving out of my parent's house. The normal humorous ranting part of it will be back shortly, but for now I'm a bit too stressed to be funny. Besides absolutely destroying my bank account, there is a lot of stress caused by this short sale finally going through. The HOA documents are not only long, but also confusing. I wish there was a sheet that just said what I'm responsible for and that's it. Furthermore, the lady who answers the phone at the company that manages the property is a bitch. Which leads me to my next theme...

It seems that in these past three months, every single person that I've to deal with, from coworkers to doctor's office receptionists to people that are involved with me getting this house, are fucking idiots. Seriously. They don't return my calls, they're unprofessional, and they make my life more stressful by asking for unnecessary shit or just not being able to answer my questions. I'm almost amazed at the sheer stupidity that everyone around me is showing. So either I've gotten way smarter and more efficient, which I KNOW isn't true - which leaves only one logic answer: These fuckers just suck at life.

Once I'm moved into my house and everything is ready for me to just start living my life again, I think I'll be back to normal. But until then, life is sucking major ass. It doesn't seem like there's such a thing as a free day or a weekend. This ain't no wanna be emo post either. Life is seriously sucking fucking ass. I can't wait until this weekend so i can self-medicate myself with alcohol to the point where I'm not thinking about work, house, life, anything, etc.

to the asian guy who

to the asian guy who was shooting at the craps table @ mgm - youre the super bomb

Off to vegas this weekend. staying at Hotel 32 for free, son. will update when i get back.