I'm a Luzer baby.

2010-02-08T23:29:00.002-06:00

I edited my blog settings so that only one post shows up at a time. I don't like how I write. I'm not careful about checking errors, or making sure that there are no run-ons and things of that nature. The real reason for the edit is that from time to time, I loathe my own narcissism and am desperate to start all over again.

Thank God I privatized all my Xanga posts.

I'll start blogging again eventually. Vlogging, though, is one step too far for me.

2009-09-08T19:49:00.004-05:00

This whole controversy over the President speaking to our nation's children is appalling to me. Personally, I feel that this is blatantly racist. Now I didn't research it or anything, but I don't remember us ever having this problem before. If it was any other President, our parents would oblige us to listen to what he had to say. Ever since Obama took office, I feel that people have separated him from his role as President and the respect that that caries. Even if I was raising a child throughout the Bush administration and he wanted to speak to my kids, I'd let him. Now I may preface that day with a little speech to my kids about how I felt about the man, but the man was elected President, and therefore what he has to say, is important to every citizen. Having a formal permission slip to either view or not view the speech is within our rights, but it gives a pretty stark view of the lack of progression (or baby steps) that we're taking towards real change and equality.

I also came upon this article from NPR.org with the quote:

In Arlington, a small group of demonstrators met the presidential motorcade as it rounded the corner to the school. A few carried signs that read, "Mr. President, stay away from our kids" and "Our children serve God, not the president."

What did you really think he was going to say?! And when you enrolled your child in the public schooling system, did you not forget about the separation of church and state? It is your responsibility as parents to guide your children in their faith, not the schools. And how are you equating serving the President as anything that has to do with God?

What angers me about the conservative front is their fear. Fear of what they think they can't change and fear of what's already changed. What in your life has been taken away? And what in your life has really, fundamentally changed? Remember, it's a free country, people. In the words of Eric Cartman, "I do what I want!"

Someday

2009-08-08T16:01:00.002-05:00

Completely anxious for next weekend's trip to the Big Apple. Posting a video from one of my favorite bands that made my love for that city multiply.

now matter how you slice it...

2009-07-12T13:28:00.005-05:00

Haven't updated in a while (obviously), but I guess I have something to say finally. Now I know that PETA can be a little cuckoo sometimes, but this website really helped me make the plung into vegetarianism and I thought I'd put the word out there on why I chose to do it.

Check out http://www.goveg.com

You gotta know what you're eating, right? And yeah, I can't support the practices that are shown in those videos. Even if the videos are biased, if there's a possibility that it's going on anywhere, I'm not taking the chance. It's really not that hard. I suggest doing it just once a week, once a day, or even once a month. Something.

There's only a few nutrients from meat that we really receive that CAN be obtained from other easily obtainable foods, so why support the violence and abuse?

OK, I'm done. Thanks.

here we go.

2009-05-07T00:13:00.002-05:00

So my flight leaves today. Got WAY too much to remember for tomorrow because I am a boy and boys don't pack until they absolutely have to, which I determined was at 10:30PM. Man, I'm so anxious that I'm going to forget something, or maybe it's just the excitement of the trip. I hope I'll be able to sleep tonight.

Here's a list of the errands I gotta do in the morning before I head to ABIA at noon:

1. Wake and get a last minute workout in because I don't think I'll do any of that shit in Paris. I don't think it's one of those cities that prioritizes physical fitness.

2. Go to the bank to take care of some business.

3. Buy a couple packs of American Spirit. I doubt they sell those in Paris seeing as how "American" is in the brand name, but I could be wrong.

4. Apparently there's a foreign currency exchange right behind my house, so I'll check that out to see if they have a good rate.

5. Hit up Walgreens for some Tylenol PM. I have GOT to sleep on the plane so that I'm not groggy by the time I get there. I don't know how the fuck people sleep on planes. The constant noise and the cramped conditions are not sleep inducing to me, therefore, I need a pill.

6. Finish packing. The best way for me to determine if I have everything is doing a mock run-through of my morning to make sure I cover all my bases with things I need. The act itself is pretty silly, but I'm incredibly absent-minded. Then I match up all needed electronics on my desk and match chargers. To each his own.

Ok, enough of that.

Anyways, "funny" thing happened after I finished running at the fitness center here. I walk out towards my apartment and there's a helicopter flying pretty damn low circling our complex. It was low enough to stop me in my tracks. I look up and it's flashing a light on the ground and it shines it right on my face! It moves on, but it just keeps circling. A few minutes later I get in my car to get some Jimmy John's and the copter's still there and as I pull out in my car it shines its light on me again! WTF?! Anyone that knows where I live knows that it isn't particularly the best area, so what am I supposed to assume is going on? Is there an Amber alert? A criminal on the loose?!

...I guess I'll never know. Well, never say never.

Au revior.

tale of a terror.

2009-05-04T21:49:00.004-05:00

I went to Dallas this weekend for my mom's birthday. We did normal family get together activities and I actually had a pretty good time. I think I've got it down to a science in regards to going back home. 3 days and 2 nights. Long enough enjoy it without absolutely going insane. Any longer than that will result in someone getting annoyed with someone.

Anyways, in reference to the title and the picture of the pomeranian above, I was pulling into the garage from the alleyway (for all Texans outside the DFW metroplex that read this blog remember that Dallas has alleys in their neighborhoods) and as I step out of the car I notice across the alley a little dog just like the one in the picture, but mind you a much less attractive looking version, lounging in the grass. Typically I despise this dog. I refer to them as "yippity" dogs because of their size, fluffiness, and their bark. This dog, though, look completely helpless and definitely abused. It had no tags and there was something wrong with its right eye. I kept calling for it and it wouldn't move and when I finally approached it to put it in the backyard it got up and went into a trash can that was lying down right beside it. I finally had to move the trash can several times to force it to come out. I then tried to feed it some bread and water, and it did nothing. I honestly felt terrible.

My mom and I called the local SPCA in Mesquite and they sent a dispatch. I tried to convince my mom to keep it and get it to a vet to make sure it gets cleaned up and everything's OK. They've been looking for a dog ever since or last dog passed and what better an opportunity than to save one.

Unfortunately, not long after sticking it in our yard it escaped through the fence (just like our last dog) and is probably wandering the streets of Mesquite again.

UGH!

Now I'm faced with the irony of "Never say never." If I was ever to get a dog, the old me would never have considered a dog like that. Ever. But man, every time I see a pomeranian I'll always be reminded of the one that got away.

Stop buying from breeders people! There are animals out there already that need you!

tired.

2009-04-25T20:03:00.000-05:00

I always hate the end of the month. Work always loads up and I swear I'm still recovering from last month. My neck is sore, I think I still have a cough, and the stress is murdering my skin. I just gotta stay up!

I'm excited because I'm gonna buy some new luggage. I don't think I've ever personally owned any because I've just been borrowing from my parents. This is what I'm looking to cop from Target:

I know right?! Haha. Yeah, it's Swiss Army and it's the 20'' so it's small enough to be my carry-on. It's my philosophy to travel as light as possible. Well, actually that's bull. I just don't want to pay $15 or whatever it costs to check my luggage. Oh and it's got this pouch in the back for your laptop, excuse me, Macbook, too. DOPE!

Ok that's all. Just had a veggie burrito bowl from Chipotle. Damn, it was delish. No, but seriously.

booked.

2009-04-21T21:05:00.001-05:00

I booked a trip to Paris, France. It wasn't too expensive either, but of course this is the off season. I went to B&N to pick up a travel book and I think the Fodor's guide Paris 2009 was the best pick. I'm staying with Rob again, and he's pretty much taken me everywhere, so I thought it'd be best to pick a guide up so he won't feel pressured to think of places to take me. I missed the famous cemetery and I kinda wanted to stroll around there.

I take off on 5/7 and fuck this is going to be the longest two weeks of my life. I'm so anxious for the trip to start. I fucking love airports. The people watching and the ample reading time is a big plus for me.

Man, on that note I hope to god that they charge overweight people more for their airline ticket. I'm an average Asian man and I feel extremely cramped in the economy seats. I mean, it's a private business and they are not infringing on any of your rights just by charging you more for being large. That is technically not discrimination because in most cases it is your fault, people. I gained a ton of weight once in college from partying too much (like 10-15lbs people, not like huge), and guess what works: eating less and exercising. That's it! There's your fucking secret. Step one. Eat less. Step two. Get off your lazy ass. Oh yeah and step three, shut the fuck up.

Anyways, Paris. Two weeks. Pictures. Wine. Cheese. And more cheese. Yah trick yah!

Here's a picture that I took on a bridge of the River Seine at night. I look at it now and can't remember taking it at all. Sometimes pictures are taken so that we can remember the moment, but if we don't take time to take the moment in, what's the use of a picture? It's kind of sad looking at it, kind of like I had amnesia. I'll probably take less pictures this time.

que?

2009-04-12T02:42:00.000-05:00

holy shit it's april.

went to dallas last weekend and had an OK time. Seriously, Austin is the only place for me. I was late to everything in dallas because I keep forgetting how huge of a city it is. Dallas has no personality to me whatsoever. Besides, of course, snobby.

Hopefully I'll be able to take a vacation soon, recession be damned. It's pathetic to live in fear. You gotta just live. Having no money doesn't mean you're gonna die. Unless you don't have medical insurance.

...Where was I going with that?

Oh yeah, vacation. Paris again. I just want to drink a lot of wine, walk around, and pretend like I live there. I love the metro. I repeat, I love the metro. It is the most practical thing. ever.

I was looking for some new sunglasses because I broke my latest pair. I'm thinking retro. 80s. Like this one:

...I hope you know I'm kidding.

2008

2008-12-18T22:40:00.000-06:00

I'm definitely ready for this year to be over. I'm fairly sure that this has been the quickest year of my life. In spite of that, I think I've really grown a lot this year. I've learned a lot about myself and formed stronger relationships with my friends.

I'm just ready for a new start though. I think this year has given me a new outlook on how to approach life and 2009 is the starting point for a new me.

Seriously, though. I mean it.

I know this blog looks like a template blog for an "end-of-the-year" post, but it was genuine. I'm never really into looking forward to a new year as a new start because I take days as they come. Usually, I feel that December 31st is no different from January 1st, but for some reason I'm very hopeful for the next year as a real year of change for me. I don't think I've ever been this excited before. Maybe Obama's message of "Hope" got to me...

See you next year!

predose

2008-10-05T12:12:00.000-05:00

ready to start blogging again...

just need a topic. check back later.