Tuesday, Sept. 23, 2003.
Awaiting:
Baek Ji Young's latest.
Too tired: to add anything else here.
SUBFUCKINGLIMINAL
ME: "I need a new beeper. This one doesn't work."
COMMUNICATIONS LADY: "What seems to be the problem with it?"
ME: "My boy dropped it in a glass of water."COMM. LADY: "Ah."
Maybe Sun Su sensed my annoyance with the way my beeper would go off constantly when I'm on call some nights. Maybe I just said the phrase, "Now, why the fuck do I need to be called at this hour for THIS?" five too many times after hanging up the phone.
TEEN STEAM
ME: "You know what really bugs me about the whole Teen Titans name?"
MARK (my brother): "The what?"
ME: "The whole comic is about these kids who are trying to find themselves and be all grown up and shit. But if you really had a group of young superheroes, they wouldn't name themselves The Teen anything. The whole point is they want to be respected as adults. They would call themselves The Titans or something, not The TEEN Titans. Don't these writers get it?"
MARK: "You should write to them."
ME: "... I'm not really this into comics or anything though. It's just annoying."
(No, really, I just like the art in this series. Wonder Girl is a hotty, and the new Starfire has laser cannons just as big as her momma's in the original series. ... Hmm, yeah, they definitely should take out the word "teen" if I'm going to continue reading this comic and keep my peace of mind.)
ACTUAL CONVERSATION IN THE CAR WHILE ANSWERING A PAGE
ON THE WAY HOME FROM WORKNURSE: "Blah normal bun blahblahblah oh the blood pressure? hold on ... blah blah blah...."
ME: "Fuck? Jesus FUCK! FUCKIN' GODDAMNIT MOTHERFUCKER! Stupid ... Fuck. I don't fucking believe this. ... Fuck, goddamnit. ... Fuckin' motherfucker ... Idiot...."
NURSE: "..."
ME: "... Fuck. ... Sorry, I ... this car just cut across traffic right in front of me. Jesus, that was close. I don't believe this.... God. Now what was the question?"
NURSE: "..."
ME: "Hello?"
The car really did cut right through a wall of cars while I was entering the left turn lane. I swerved half my Tiburon into the oncoming traffic lane and then back into my own lane and then kept swearing out of pure shock of what just almost happened.
Some might think the cellphone was the culprit, but for me, this wasn't the case. I intentionally blink less and focus more on the road when I'm answering a page in the car. It's a skill I've developed answering pages while playing video games.
Thank you for saving my life, Chun Li.
(To this day, I have no idea who that nurse was.)
TENSE BORDERS
This past weekend at Amy's father's birthday.
HUSBAND (Amy's very distant older cousin) : "No you're not."
MARK (my brother) : "Yes I am."
HUSBAND : "I don't think so."
MARK : "I'm serious I am."HUSBAND'S HOT MALYASIAN WIFE : "I can almost tell in your brother (me) but it's harder to see in you. Hmm."
HUSBAND : "Nope. No way."
MARK: "I'm half-Corean, I'm telling you."
HUSBAND'S HOT MALAYSIAN WIFE: (gazing at my brother ... longly or longingly, not sure which)
That really pissed off my brother that this total stranger (the husband) was flat out denying that my brother was half-Corean to his face like that.
But in all fairness, I don't think that was the issue in this exchange. Watching from across the room, I could tell the husband was uncomfortable (and angry) at the mutual vibe that was snowballing between his attractive young wife and my brother at this family gathering. I wasn't very comfortable with it either.
My brother, pissing off husbands he just met.
God, I thought, he's just like our dad.
YOUNG FRIEND OLD SOUL
I found a long lost internet friend just recently (and vice versa).
You want the hot pictures? You'll just have to look for them. Her words aren't too shabby either.
Half-Filipino. All artist (but not the snobby kind).
I find it comforting that someone with her talents is still online.Hi Sa.
