Saturday,
November 24, 2001.
Inevitability Index (yes,
it's still there):
46 (+1 ... she said I was "so pretty" ... 48 hrs pre-mortem.)
Real life
impressions of me you might not get from this journal:
I am actually very very quiet, and my voice is not as deep as you
expected.
GO BACK FOUR SPACES
I haven't felt like updating lately. Work has been like that again. Nice patients, but bad problems.
This week has been the worst this year it seems. Did I have the previous week off? I can't even remember.
I worked Thanksgiving and this past Saturday and Sunday. Weekend and holidays are often worse than most days because you don't have as many team members to spread the damage among.
But enough about work.
Let's go back a few days to the happy time I had this week. Wednesday.
3 1/2 parts KOREAN, 1 1/2 parts WHITE
(Sorry about the lousy picture. My camera has two settings - ON and OFF.)
Amy and I met up with a few journalers / bloggers on Wednesday.
The fabuloustess with the mostest, MJ, set it up while visiting her long-lost home state of Michigan this week. (Just back from her massive CaliforniAsian party last week too.)
I didn't know of Amy (not my Amy) or Dave previously, but it was still a fun time and much sushi was devoured (not by My Amy though ... no raw fish).
It was very cool seeing MJ in person. She's quite hilarious and fun. It was surreal on a few levels. Meeting people you've been reading about always is. But meeting someone for the first time that I've drawn before is a new one for me.
Min Jung is really beautiful, and I could've hit myself as I realized I'd been unable to capture most of that when I drew her (I'm not very satisfied with any of my portrait drawings actually). Her eyes seem larger and brighter than I had drawn. They constantly flash in sync with her stories and vocal tone. (She does a Korean parent accent much better than Margaret Cho.)
I have to say I was pretty ignorant of the South by Southwest blogger references they made (wasn't that a Hitchcock movie?), but watching MJ telling a story was more than enough entertainment.
[Actually I don't do much of the talking at all in group dynamics like this. I mostly watch, listen and laugh. Some people like MJ or Dave effervesce. I think I absorb. My own Amy was quiet, because even after 5 years, she still doesn't quite get the journal-thing.]
Dave actually lives (blogs) shockingly close to me, and is some kind of celebrity among bloggers and hip Michiganders (that sounds like an oxymoron). I mean I've probably actually seen the freaks he scientifically categorizes in his Freak Watcher's Textbook. I've also seen the Your Porn Star Name and Anti-Bloggies page, but never quite realized it was the same person (or even any person for that matter) behind it all, much less a Michi-man. If he ever gets attacked by one of those Streeticus freakosapiens, he'll probably end up in my E.R. as well. Funny guy too.
Amy was another Michigan blogger I hadn't known of before. She's really nice and cute and didn't seem at all stressed about her upcoming wedding.
Apparently she'd never had sushi NOR Korean food before (AIGOOO!!! *gasps!*) but tonight she broke her sushi-cherry. I wonder if her husband-to-be knows she's still a Korean-food-virgin.
All in all it was a fun evening; the highlight of my week actually. I was more than a bit sad that we had to part company but my own bride, Amy, and The Little Bun In Her Oven were tired, so it was time to go home. Even though I really really wanted to hang out at the cafe place with my temporary band of motley bloggers.
But my conscience would never let me enjoy the company of such fine babes (MJ and Amy, um, not Dave even though he was pretty cool) while my pregnant babe lay at home by her lonesome (not counting ... The LIGER!).
Too much guilt. Maybe I could be Catholic too, MJ?
ALIEN LIFESTYLE
I think part of the silent blues I've had this week was in part due to how much fun I had going out with a bunch of near (but not total) strangers.
Do people actually do this a lot? Just go out with friends every week and talk or hang out or shop or whatever? Is this what I've been purposefully avoiding most of my life?
It's quite a different and more satisfying rush than I get from my usual solitary activities like video gaming, exercising, or drawing (haven't done much of any of that this week). I mean, why even learn another language when you can speak to fun and beautiful people in your own language.
Maybe my mom was right all these years. I DO need to get out more. I DO need more friends. Hmm.
... So that's where I was for most of this week.
But here I am again. Saturday night. Finishing off my last hour with this entry and probably some bone-breaking wall-smashing action on my new Xbox before I go to sleep and then go to work tomorrow.
Back to abnormal again, I guess.
OH AND THANKS AGAIN ...
... To Doctor MJ.
I think you cured my aversion to hugs.
(This picture is for LuckyKat ;-)(It seems I can't write an entry about meeting people without embarrassing myself ...
but then again, embarrassing myself is a major part of this journal.)
