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| shite, it's really been a long time, 444 days to be exact.
things that haven't changed?
1. single
2. living in the city
3. love/hate relationship with job
4. alter ego [french accent] jean (aka jeanne),
but instead of rapping d-o-double-g style, she's busting out the double
birdie and double something else
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| wow, it's been over 3 months since my last entry?! i guess i haven't had too
much to say. but here's an update for those of you who actually check
my xanga every now and then.
1. i still haven't found my husband at the club.
i guess going less often really decreases my chances of finding him. so
if
he's not at the clubs, then can someone tell me where the hell he is?
oh, but i will say, there is a really cute guy who works the checkout
counter at our trader
joe's. his name is leland, so he must be chinese! for some reason, the
last two times i've been, i haven't seen him. did he get fired? or did
he get demoted to stock boy?
2. i will slap the next person who tells me, "when you meet him, you'll just know".
i kid you not, i heard this from three different sources in the same
week! yes, they're either married or engaged, so of course they can say
that. but really, is this true? for some, perhaps. but for most of us, hell no! so keep it to yourself!
3. the introduction of [french accent] jean.
a poker night at gs's and a few drinks later, [french accent] jean
appeared. thanks to vw, i become a french man when i
drink?! in all seriousness, i'm really not that different. but apparently, i start rapping. here's an excerpt from the plan (4/30).
me: [rapping along to snoop dogg]
gs: [laughing and pointing]
me: shut up!
gs: you just said "bust my nut"!
me: i was quoting the song!
vw: that was [french accent] jean speaking. jean, jean are you here?
me: no!
funny thing is, as much as i love the d-o-double-g, i swear i don't know this song. did i really say " bust my nut"?
4. the minute you start feeling settled in life, changes are comin' to whoop yo' ass.
goodbye gkwak! she leaves for zurich
at the end of june for 6 months. damn you, google.
goodbye
gkim. she leaves for nyc for 1 year. yeah, i've heard that
before. we're looking at 2-3 years. damn you, google, again.
goodbye 320, hello 601! we're moving! we'll be in a new place by the end of july.
goodbye antichrist, hello fred! i'll finally have my boss back! i'm gonna get worked!
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| ok, so it's been like four weeks since my last entry. what are you
going to do about it? and now that i've got some people subscribed
(thanks to sm for the psa on his blogspot), guess i gotta keep going
with this blog thing.
what have i learned in the month of january?
1. i won't find my husband at a club.
thanks tr, i'll try to remind myself every time a guy tries to rub his sweaty arse up against me.
2. when a guy tells you "you look different", it's a compliment.
or is it? i said the same thing to td at my 10 year high school
reunion, and i was referring to how fugly she got. sorry td, but some
girls age well, and you did not.
3. don't tell g she looks like ivana from the apprentice 2.
she was somehow able to miraculously stop herself from cursing god outloud at a church event.
4. a good friend steps aside when you gotta toss your cookies.
"scoot over" has a new meaning when you're in a bathroom with your girlfirend.
5. an even better friend will still love you despite your stupid and inexcusable mistakes.
my friends are the best. i don't mean to challenge them, but it appears that i've raised the bar.
ok, gotta go now. i got 20+ hours of tv watching to do on my tivo!
unfortunately, 6 hours consist of bruin basketball losses.
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| happy new year!
what the hell am i doing with a xanga site? inspired by my
friends (the k-kims), i guess i've decided to share my
thoughts with the world.
here we go...
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