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12/30/02
Saturday (12/28), I got a new cell (Ericsson t68i) with a new plan. My new plan is 300 anytime minutes and 5000 nights and weekend minutes. For anyone who cares, my new number is 626-542-5192. Leaving the place where I got my cell, there was this mini-van blocking a half of the driveway in the parking lot. This other guy was honking his car for the longest time, trying to get the guy to move. The guy holding up the parking lot gave the guy honking his horn the finger. The guy honking stopped his car, came out, and started getting into the guy's face. I told my brother to take another route out. While driving away, I rolled down the window, and yelled, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Afterwards, we went to lunch, and we went to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles. It was full of black people. Sitting pretty close to us were these old Asian people. That was very odd. I got a chicken and waffle. I think this place is overrated. It was good, but nothing too special. 

At night, I went to my dad's holiday party, ate some food, enjoyed the games they played, and left to go to another party with Kristina, Brandon, Glo, Jonathan, Koichi, Ron, Jennifer, Janet, and Dave. We went to Old Town to find a bar or a club that we could go to that had no cover charge. While waiting outside the bar right by the Delacey parking structure, Koichi and I saw Dan Lloyd walk out (he's a grade above us). When we were about done talking, I think this guy named Jimmy Tripodes came by too. He kinda reminded me of this guy I know up in the bay area. Brandon's friend came with his girlfriend and met up with us at McMurphy's. We decided not to go because it wouldn't be worth it to pay a cover charge and stuff since it was so late. We went back to the first place we saw, this Italian restaurant/bar. I don't know if there was some event going on or what, but there were A LOT of Filipinos there.

Sunday (12/29), Me, Brandon and Kristina went to San Diego. I took them to go eat at one of my favorite Mexican restaurants, Old Town Mexican Cafe. After we were done eating, we went to a game shop where I schooled Brandon in Checkers. I showed them Extraordinary Desserts in Hillcrest. We went to Balboa Park and checked out the dog park, the botanical gardens, entrances of museums, and then back to the dog park again to check out more dogs. Then we went to Off 5th to check out some shopping. Then went to Gaslamp to go eat at the Finnish restaurant/pub and then headed back to L.A. 

Today (12/30), I decided to drive up to Berkeley instead of tomorrow (New Year's Eve) to avoid any possibility of bad traffic. So I left around 1pm and drove straight up, arriving at around 7:30pm. Dzuy came by, and we went to the city to meet up with some other San Diego friends. They rented out a room and a suite at the Radisson Hotel in Japan town. We chilled there a bit. Initially, they were all suppose to go out to some club, but it was getting late, and no one was taking any action to go out. So around 12:50am, I decided it would good for me to leave, since I had no idea when the party would be ending. 

The fun and scary part of the night came when I was leaving. When I was turning the corner to get to the bay bridge, I was reminded of a European countryside or something from the medieval times. There was this ledge hanging out the side, and a huge waterfall coming down. I drove through it, and it was just pouring down on my car. It reminded me of a car going through a car wash. I could see nothing through the window for a brief second. When I got on the bridge, I immediately knew that I would not be driving fast for two reasons: 1) it was freakin wet! 2) driving faster than 50mph seemed hard, due to the water traction. At one point, I began losing control. I was steering straight, but my car was veering to the right. I was like, "WTF!?!" I let go of the pedal, and I resumed my forward position. As I drove through, I kept running through mini waterfalls. Water that was seeping through the cracks from the upper part of the bridge (going back to Oakland, you're on the bottom part of the bay bridge). The whole time, I was only going about 50mph, and not trying to do my fast driving that I would normally do. So in the second half of the bridge, I decided to move into the fast lane, and I started going about 60mph. Towards the end of the bridge, there was a slight turn to the right. That's when I was freaked out. My car started veering to the left. I turned my steering wheel to the left. It veered too much to the left. I veered it back to the right. I started skidding a little into the right lane. Finally, I regained control. Luckily, there were no cars in the vicinity. I bet I freaked out the cars around me though cuz they backed off even further away from me. 

12/27/02
Per request of Paul, I am now using a larger font for those that are visually challenged, resulting in more scrolling downwards, but less strain on your precious eyes. For those of you who have yet to notice, I now added a tag board on the left column for those who would wish to comment on whatever I may have posted up or just comments in general. 

As many of you were aware of, yesterday was San Marino High School's 5 year reunion. First off, let me tell you that it was not worth the $30 that they charged. They gave us 3 coupons for drinks, but when you got more extravagant drinks (mixed drinks), you often had to cough up a couple more dollars. Each of those coupons were maybe $5 each. So that's $15 of the $30 that we paid. The other portion was hors doerves (dunno how to spell it), and man, where they gross.  A bunch of us ended up walking to Wahoo's Fish Taco and getting dinner there. 

People:

In general, a lot of people looked the same. What was very strange was seeing everyone drinking, especially a snooty drink like wine. Another strange thing was seeing all these people smoke. I never would've known that all these people smoke. Seeing some people all dressed up was pretty odd too. Overall, I would've said it was a fun experience, though I wish I didn't RSVP and had just showed up, pretending that I paid already. 

12/26/02
Funny things I've seen on off-topic.net

My girlfriend gave me a cool xmas present
So I head over and she has this really sexy lingerie on.

So she jumps on me, kissing me.
Then she gives me a bj til she's "finished" w/ me.

Later when i've "recooperated" she goes...ok here's your next present.
She lets me take her panties off and she goes
Look it's a tree (she shaved her bush to look like a xmas tree )
And then she goes....your present is right under the tree and smiles


my girlfriend is the best


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Fun things retail employees have done.

I work at best buy and tonight, i almost killed a customer, he demanded a manger and i went and got one. The man was pissed that we were out of stock on something 3 days before Christmas. So when the manager comes and the guy just goes off about how in the world could we be out of the cheapest laptop. After the mans 5 minute rant, about how crowded it is, and we should have this and blah blah.
The manager goes "Yeah, we are trying to get Christmas put on the calender, so it doesnt sneak up on people like this." And the guy just looked down, shut up, and walked away!!!
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Last summer I worked at Best Buy as a service tech, so I had no shortage of pissy customers with broken computers. Well this old black guy comes in and cant get something to work(I don't remember what). It was something simple and I fixed it in a second and walked in back for a second and then out of no where he starts going off how I was laughing at him for being stupid because he was black. I have no idea WTF he is talking about so I call a manager. The guy is wearing fatigues so my manager asks what his rank is. He says "captain". My boss says "well, captain, I am a leiutenant and you will not come into my store and make a mockery of my army. I am damn sure that my employee was not laughing at you and I order you to take your belongings and leave the premesis at once." My boss pulled rank on the dude, that is when I really laughed at the fucker.
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I used to work at a baseball cards/collectibles store, and my boss was great, because he didn't give a SHIT about the customers.

I had some asshole bothering me with stupid questions - normally I don't care, but it's some kid that comes in like twice a week, and NEVER buys anything, and my boss knows this. I finally walk away from him while h'e's midsentence, to grab a coke, and he looks at me like I'm stupid, finishes his question, and says "Well?" in a really snotty voice. I proceed to just look at him for a minute, and finally tell him: "Well, considering in the past 6 months, all you've done is waste my time and not spend a dime, I'm going to start charging you $10 per question." The kid is about to throw a fit, when my boss walks over, and the kid starts grinning cause he thinks my boss is gonna yell at me. Instead, he says "that's fine dave, but make sure the store gets half, ok?"

Kid never came back after that.
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owned a customer. I worked at radioshack last christmas. He bought a cell phone and service. You have 30 days to cancel your account if you dont want it. He was just being a dick. Well he comes in later in january, lie 25 days into his contract and wants to upgrade his plan. Well I updated it, but to a commercial 250 dollar a month plan. He didnt notice it until the next bill because the first bill has deposit and setup fees. So he was 2 months in 500 in debt. Sprint wont allow you to downgrade plans (they do now) he had to cancel his account. Cancellation fees for accounts canceled before the first half of the contracts are like 400 bucks, after the first half on ontract its 10% of each remaining month.

It didnt go back to me because to upgrade accounts is a user thing. It is all automated an he was supposed to do it. I wasnt but he couldnt and was being irate saying I should do it. As far as they know he upgraded his account, not radio shack. We cant do that from or computer, it is done by touch tone phone.

sprint policies have changed since, butregardless i owned his fagget ass.
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I was a cashier at a grocery store for a while in high school. Housewives used to come in all the time and try to be sneaky about buying condoms. I used to make a point of "accidentally" breaking open the condom box.

"Oh, look ma'am, this box is open...HEY! CAN YOU RUN TO AISLE 6 AND GET ANOTHER BOX OF CONDOMS FOR THIS LADY?"
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i used to work at barnes and noble back in the day...

one time a young couple came in with a concerned look on their face.. they approached me and asked me where the books on alzheimers could be found.

i gave them the look and said:

you know... i just don't remember.

the wife immediately gave me the look and after a few seconds the husband was then when he saw the look on wifey's face.
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I can remember a few things from my best buy days, This Really bitchy lady came in looking for a cable for her cheapass $45 printer....I ask her a simple question "How long of a cable do you need" and the bitch comes back with "WELL how the hell do i know, your the one that works in computers and YOU should be the expert, obviously your not!" needless to say i handed her a $60 firewire cable knowing good and well it was the wrong cable and said "thats the only one that will work" she took it like an idiot and returned a few hours later complaining how "the cable didnt fit", so i actually grabbed the right cable but didnt make it any cheaper, 25ft gold parallel, longest, slowest cable we had and still cost more than the actual printer itself.

Most any other person that would try and have an attitude with me i'd just tell them we dont have whatever they wanted in stock and that i'd "gladly check the other store's in the area" upon checking i'd usually tell them the farthest store away that DIDNT have the computer they were looking for. For all you houston people, I worked at the clearlake store and sent MANY people to beaumont looking for somthing that wasnt there.

Some of the more stupied people that come to mind are those that came in the day after thanksgiving looking for whatever was the cheapass item in the add, most looking for that $299 computer tryed to get pissed when we didnt have any instock, when i pointed out that the sale ended at noon and it was 4:00 they ofcoarse thought they were somehow special and somehow deserved an extention on the sell, and when asked why they couldnt recieve a raincheck and i pointed to the add which CLEARLY had in bold letter NO FREAKIN RAINCHECKS they tryed to get pissed off saying best buy wasnt honoring their adds and blah blah blah........

some of my favorite question:
I'm carrying a 19' monitor through the department and some guy says "say your not busy are you? can you help me out with this"
or
i'm answering questions for someone about a computer and another person steps right between us and starts asking about a computer on the complete oposite side of the department, i'd normally just give the the WTF are you doing look and ask them to wait their turn, then avoid them for an hour or so
OR
the stores been closed for 45 minutes and the same damn couple thats been debating over the $10 mousepad for the past 4 1/2hours decides to ask you ever fucking question they can possible think of about it " so you sure it'll work it my mouse?"
or
those annoying people that come ask you a question already knowing the answer, "so is this graphics card 4x AGP or 8x AGP?" me not really knowing or caring would usually just pick a random one "4" and the person spouts back "OH REALLY? cus it says right here on the box that its an 8x!", i'd usually just respond with "well if it says it on the box its usually right. anymore questions or could you possibly just read the box?"

I hate ignorant people.
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let see......A guy was standing down a isle "looking" at monitors and when i walked by i caught a glimpse of him shoving a cd down his pants, i circled back around the isle and ask him " if he needed any help with anything" like a typical theif he got defensive and snapped back about something so i asked "Well do you need any help with that cd down your pants, perhaps a question about the sensor tags that are on them?" needless to say he turned pretty red and jetted for a isle where he dumped the cd and took off out the door

12/25/02
After years of living in San Marino for over about 17 years, I finally realized that it was an SM tradition for the fire fighters to ride around town in the fire truck and ambulance, setting off their sirens all around town going up and down streets, waking up people who were dead asleep on Christmas Day. When they were driving down my street, I hurried and got out of bed to peek outside the window to see what all the commotion was about. I don't know how many, but several guys were standing at the end of the fire truck, wearing Santa hats and looking all cheery. It's odd that it took me so long to finally realize the tradition. And all this time, I thought there was some big chase going on. I thought it was illegal for cops n stuff to turn on their sirens with no real drama. That's San Marino for ya.


Went out today to try and get Dim Sum at 888 Seafood restaurant, but it was super packed, so we went to this new Shanghainese restaurant. Normally, I don't try unknown Asian restaurants, but I will try unknown Mexican places, I think because of the fact that its hard to screw up Mexican food, whereas Chinese food can taste horrible if not done correctly. I must say, after the first dish that came out, I knew that this place wasn't that great. I got kung pao beef (I know...its not very common), dumplings and some other stuff. The dumplings here were not that good. I'd go as far to say it was one of the worst in fact. Afterwards, I went to get some tapioca milk tea. I must say again. This place was so shoddy. Only 2 workers here, so everything was done at a snail's pace, and I think one of the guys (an old guy, I'd say in his 40s) was making some drinks. I doubt he was the owner, cuz he didn't know what the hell was going on, he couldn't really speak English, and he didn't really know how to make the drinks. The younger guy seemed like he was doing everything; taking orders, making drinks, passing them out. While waiting for my drinks, a girl who had just gotten her drink mentioned that she asked for no ice in her drink. So the old guy took the drink, and instead of just making a brand new one, like most American places would, he poked a hole on the top, ripped open the plastic lid, and proceeded to take out the ice and then add more tea and milk. This was super shoddy. I probably would've told them to make me a brand new one, but as all Asians know, Asian places are all about saving money and not wasting their time and effort on customer service. Just to give you an example of what I mean, I went to this Cantonese seafood restaurant, and they gave me chicken instead of beef in my dish. The person who brought out the food went back, and the manager came back with the same dish. He asked if I would still eat it rather than just making a new one. Very typical of Asian places. In an American restaurant, there would be no questions asked about taking food back, and a new one would be brought out. Anyways, I'm diverging from what happened. Oh yeah. It took at least 10 min before I placed my order because only 2 people were working, and the old guy was only doing the easy drinks where he had to scoop the stuff out of the canisters in the fridge, whereas the other guy was doing all the fancy drinks. Eventually, the girl and her bf? went out, and tried the drinks. I'm assuming it didn't taste right, cuz they went back, and asked for a new one or something. 

One more thing. Last night, I had a dream (I think it was spurred by Me, Ron, and Kris talking about On Broadway, and Ron going with Jennifer Yee) involving Jennifer being engaged to some Prince. Jennifer turned out REALLY REALLY pretty, and they both looked really good together. Not sure what the details were, but that was the general dream. It was quite disturbing.

12/23/02
Last night, Me, Glo, Jonathan, Kristina, Ron, Nina, Yanni, and her friend went to SOHO for a Toys for Tots charity event being  held by DUB Magazine. Special guests included Jon B, Coolio, and Sugar Ray. This was the first time in a long time that I went to a club that played hip hop. We got to the event a little early so not a lot people were there yet. When people did start arriving, I began to see all the girls/guys all hooched/pimped out for this L.A. crowd. I wasn't use to seeing the L.A. clubbing crowd, since I really haven't gone to a real club here. Almost all the black people were all pimped/hooched out. I saw this one black chick wearing a Chanel bandanna or something. It might've just been a scarf that she tied around her head. I saw some decked all out in their fine jewelry. There were these 3 white chicks dressed like they were going to some formal dance. They stuck out even more. In the beginning, when the club was still fairly empty, the group of us were dancing. Eventually, everyone went to get a drink, so I was left watching the jackets. Two girls that were sitting by the jacket came out to dance, and I was just kind of dancing and standing by the jackets. One of the girls started saying "Dance with us!", so I danced with them. Then the two of them came up to me, one behind and one in front, and started freaking me. It was VERY odd, since I had never experienced this before. Then I was kind of just dancing with one of them, and when we kind of finished, she said, "You're too funny." I guess she liked the way I was dancing with them. heh. When they came back, the majority of us were dancing. I think I was dancing more than the rest of them. As the night went on, Kristina and Glo were the two getting the most drunk. Yanni was checking out this girl who had implants, and kept staring at em, saying she wanted them. Jon B came out around 11:30, sang some songs, and we left during his performance. Outside, Kris wanted to get wonton noodles or bacon cheddar potato wedges. Driving back, Kris did some drunk dialing. Went to In n Out and got a snack. Went home and went to sleep.

Today, went to the mall and checked out T-mobile stuff. Went to go watch Two Towers. Had the urge to pee midway through the movie, and held it for the rest of the movie. Wanted to use the bathrooms at the theater, but the people were taking forever to get out, so I just left the place and decided to go home and take a piss. Longest piss ever that I had. Like LOOOOOOOOOONG. Went to Tony's Pizza to get a student's special, and realized that this place was still as unsanitary was ever, with the guy handling the pizza and money without washing his hands in between. 

12/20/02
Kristina wanted to go to Friday's for Happy Hour today, so I drove over to Oakland, picked her up, went to Jack London Square, and ate there. We sat at the bar for Happy Hour, which was odd, since it was required that we sit there to get the Happy Hour price, whereas in SD, we could just sit anywhere. So when we moved to the bar to eat, the waiter came by and got our order. For some reason, I got the feeling he was gay, but I wasn't quite sure. I asked Kristina what she thought, but she was confused too. Let me tell you why I think that. First off, he came by, and asked if we wanted some drinks on the house (but I think that was just a ploy to get a bigger tip) and the second time was when he moved a chair in the walkway closer to us, Kristina said that he looked at me in a way reserved for only people you like, and he had a smile on his face when he did it. I didn't notice that. A little after we got our food, this black guy sitting at the bar (we were adjacent to the bar) asked if the spinach artichoke dip was good. We didn't really know at the moment if it was good or not, so we just said not sure yet. A bit later, I told him that it was pretty good. He proceeded to shift his body in our direction, and started asking questions, and making comments. This is when he began to talk the whole time, nonstop.  He asked what we did, and I mentioned I was unemployed at the moment. He mentioned that I should look into a job at Home Depot, and that he has stocks invested in that company. I made a comment about the quality of the stocks at the moment, and he started rambling about a house he bought, buying a house with his girlfriend, how much profit he made, the house he currently owns, the increase in price of that house, and all the while, giving us the estimated cost of each place. I found that quite odd, especially since we just met this guy. What normal person tells u how much their house is worth the first time you meet them? All the while, I was checking out what he was wearing, to get a general idea of how rich this guy was. I kept getting the impression that he wanted to show off his wealth, but I wasn't too sure. He wore a Boss jacket, had a diamond earring, a huge watch, and a gold bracelet. I figured he wasn't too poor with all those accessories. Don't remember all the details, but he went into his trip to Thailand, the Phillipines and whatever, and talked about all the deals he got shopping there, went into the 3 studded diamond earring he got for a bargain, how he got 3 custom suits there, and talked about some computer stuff at the Sony Outlet. Towards the end of our meal, our waiter was watching the basketball game, and started talking about it. That made Kristina and I wondering if he REALLY was gay or not. Oh, and he messed up our check. He didn't give us the happy hour price. That's all.

Tonight, its off to eat at Scala's for dinner, a nice Italian restaurant in Union Square right by Saks Fifth Avenue, and then we're off to Zebulon for a bit, then coming back to Berkeley to get a nights sleep, and we're heading back to LA for the week or so. 

12/19/02
Went to Sonia and Katelyn's Christmas house party in Castro yesterday. Their place was decorated like nothing I've ever seen. The stairway was full of Christmas lights, wreaths, and plants. The landlord's window had a little mechanical man holding a candle and moved left and right. Candles were lit in every room, food was dispersed in several rooms, and people filled every room. The Christmas tree looked very elegant (it was bought by the landlord too). The party had lots and lots of food and alcohol. Met some cool people. Had some good conversations. Brandon and Kristina ditched me to go watch the Two Towers. I still had fun though regardless. I also felt weird being in that situation, where everyone had their groups of friends, and just talked to each other, though not everyone was like that. Some people went from crowd to crowd, chit chatting with everyone. No one opened up the bottle of wine I took from the Alice Christmas party. So sad!

Interesting story I found on the net  http://www.chuckjerry.com/stories/654.shtml

654 Cheeseburgers
and fries

Participants are Jerry, Brian, Luke and ghetto Bob.

So one night we decided to go bowling. This is irrelevant to the story except that it happened on the same night. Ghetto Bob, who is really good at stupid things that have no bearing on everyday life like bowling and John Madden football for Playstation and darts and other stupid things, had just beaten the crap out of all of us in bowling. Bob scored a 209 in comparison with my high of about 117. At one point Bob had like 5 strikes in a row.

Anyhow, after the bowling we went to McDonald's. This was not unusual because at this point in time (summer of 1995. I remember it distinctly as summer 1995 because that was the summer of the infamous shout-out book residing in the Guiney basement. I have since reread the entry for that night confirming its appropriate position in space-time) we went to McDonald's every day. This is not an exaggeration. Once i got my driver's license in July 1995 I went to McDonald's every day without fail. So we're at McDonald's and there is a long hold up on the line and no one really knows why.

Just then we see this guy carrying several of those large McDonald's shopping bags. You have to order a shitload of food to get a McDonald's shopping bag, let alone several. They're more than happy to send you on your way with three semi-large bags and the drink carton also. So he's got his several bags and he goes out the door. Amazingly, he's followed out the door by several (not one, but several) McDonald's employees, also with many bags each. Lots of severals are taking place here.

We were interested at this point what was taking place. We asked one of the cashiers what was going on that was important enough to halt the ever important progress of the line at this fine fast food establishment. She replied, "This guy here just ordered 654 cheeseburgers. And fries."

"What, 654 cheeseburgers? That's a lot of cheeseburgers."
"Yeah, apparently there's some kind of little league banquet and they decided to get McDonald's food."

This isn't exactly what she said. When was the last time you heard a McDonald's worker say 'apparently'? Never. But still, it was something like that. So imagine this for a minute. You're sitting around the board meeting of your little league and wondering what to do for the banquet and you decide to rent out a nice hall with enough room for 654 people and to have the event catered by McDonald's. Not only that, the extent of this meal will be one cheeseburger and small fries and that's it. That's not a meal if you ask me.

So the four of us were quite surprised and amused at this turn of events. We batted around jokes about 654 cheeseburgers and had some good laughs. Just then a guy who had been eating in the back came up to the line to get something else. I hate to impose this character in all the McDonald's stories, but this guy was pretty ghetto. Anyway, he noticed the hold up in the line too and inquired as to its cause.

"This guy here just ordered 654 cheeseburgers. And fries."
"654 cheeseburgers? For himself?
"I don't know man. That's a lot of cheeseburgers, though."
"True dat, yo."

And then the guy uttered the line that made this story possible.

"Damn, 654 cheeseburgers. Niggas gonna have diarrhea out the ass."

At this, the four of us burst into the kind of laughter that makes you think that everything is right with the world. For days, months, and even years later we have often recounted the events of that night. Ghetto Bob's miraculous 209, 654 cheeseburgers, and the revelation that, indeed, niggas would have diarrhea out the ass.

12/18/02
Last night was the radio station's annual Christmas party, this time being held at a hotel in Sausalito. I arrived at the Fisherman's Wharf around 5:00 to catch a ferry ride provided by the radio station, across the bay. The ferry ride was anything but comfortable, as any of you who have been on ferries would know. The one thing cool about the ride was that I had never been on a ferry ride in the bay area, and I got to the see the city lights on the ocean. When we arrived there, we walked a couple minutes to the hotel, and went into this restaurant that was suppose to be all nice n stuff, but it was just okay looking. The best part about it was the view of the city at night. Food consisted of appetizers (shrimp, salmon, veggies, bread), and hors doerves (no idea how to spell that) consisting of fried cheese balls, shrimp with something on it, bite size quesadillas, some croutons with peppers on it and another variation of that. Drinks were water, coke, sprite, pallegrino, red and white wine, and various beers. DJs spun for the party, the first being a cd DJ and the other actually using vinyl. The whole experience was weird at first because I didn't know anyone, but people introduced me to other people and people just introduced themselves, which made the whole experience cooler. Most of the people I was introduced to weren't higher up people. I have yet to meet one of them. I'm tired of talking about this. One guy I walked by mentioned that a lot of gay guys hit on him, I did some dancing, got bloated and full off the drinks and little snacks, took a bottle of wine for myself, and just had a blast seeing everyone drunk on the ferry ride back.

Afterwards, I went to Brandon's place, hung out a bit, went to Top on Haight Street, and partied there for a couple hours. Went back to Brandon's place, and crashed the night. 

Tonight, I might go watch LOTR or go to one of Brandon's friend's x-mas party in Castro.

12/16/02
Nothing much happened today except for one thing. As I was watching an episode of Alias on my computer, I heard a knock on the door. It was slightly louder than what Jerylin would do, so I knew it wasn't her, and I wasn't expecting any packages. As quietly as I could, I slowly crept towards the door, trying not to make any creaking sounds. But as I neared the door, I made a couple creaking sounds, and I accidentally stepped on one of Kristina's flip flops, and that made a sound. As I was walking, I heard more and more knocking. I looked through the peep hole, and noticed that it was the landlord. I knew at that moment that I wouldn't open the door. I slowly walked into Kristina's room, trying to avoid any confrontation with the landlord. The landlord kept on knocking. He kept on knocking for at least a minute or two, and didn't seem to give up. At some moments, the knocking happened more frequently. In Kristina's room, I called up Jerylin, and asked what I should do, and she said "Don't open the door. Just keep quiet." And that I did. The knocking occurred a couple more times, and finally the landlord left. I only wonder what the landlord wanted. Was I playing my music too loud? Did the tenants upstairs complain to the landlord? Did he want to complain about me having my car in the garage? Was there something wrong? I don't know. We'll just have to find out when Kristina gets back and calls the landlord.

Oh yeah, something else happened today. Brandon, Kristina and three other people are planning to go watch Twin Towers on Wednesday, and I was planning on watching it with them that day. Brandon had bought me tickets to watch the show, but I decided that I wanted to use my free ticket that I got when I purchased the LOTR special edition. I was planning on going to the Metreon to get my tickets sometime Wednesday, but as I checked online to see if they were still available, I realized that there were none to be bought. So now my dilemma is whether or not I will try to go and watch it with them on Wednesday, and try and buy a ticket, hoping that they only sold out online and not at the box office too. My other option is to just go watch it at AMC in Emeryville, where a showing happens every hour, which seems likely at the moment. If I do that, I'll end up watching the movie by myself. 

12/13/02
This morning, I woke up way before the intended time of 4 o'clock. It was odd waking up that early because that's the time I go to sleep on some occasions of late night partying and because there was no sunlight out yet. I had to use the headlights on the drive. So for those of you who aren't living in the bay area, it is raining and will be raining the next few days, so you can imagine my concern when going to the job today. It was at the Oakland Coliseum parking lot. I arrived before  most of the people who worked there, and when I got there, all I saw was an electrician truck, setting up the stuff. I didn't realize that we were doing this for a food drive. So while waiting, I see numerous trucks supplying air for various balloons that were being set off to try and take "No Name" up into the air. Before I go any further, let me introduce you to the people I met. First off was Jenny, an Asian girl who for some reason reminded me of Sandy (Lisa's friend at Cal). She was cool, and welcomed me with open arms. Soon afterwards, I met a guy named Kevin and a girl named Rebecca. Kevin was an odd one, saying very random things and trying to be all funny whereas Rebecca seemed very stern, and not joking around, though she probably. I felt odd at that point, because all three of them were conversing in a little circle, and kind of left me out to stand on my own. I would've imagined that they would've been talking to me, finding out who I was, and where I came from, but the only one who seemed interested was Jenny. I have no idea what they thought of me since they barely talked to me the whole day. I asked them a couple questions that weren't answered. I'm not sure if they just didn't hear me, or if they ignored me because they didn't think I was cool enough. 

So eventually, we began starting to setup, despite the rain. The tent was the first thing put up, and once that was up, we setup the tables, chairs, and everything else. Our little Alice table was placed adjacent to the food bank truck. This is where we were taking donations from people. I think the original idea of the whole event was that people would donate money, and we would blow up balloons with their name on it to try and lift "No Name" up into the air, but because of the weather, we decided to scratch that idea and just announce their names on the air. Three of us were blowing up the balloons. I had a very difficult time tying up the balloons due to cold hands? In any case, I was weak sauce, and could barely tie a balloon whereas the girls were tying them up one after another. I felt incompetent for some reason. heh. Kevin and I began taking donations soon after, and eventually, the job just ended up being solely mine since Kevin had to go help out at the table with all the morning show people, and the girls were doing random stuff. There was a special guest appearance by Jonny Mosely, which I wasn't expecting whatsoever. What was interesting was the car he was driving. I believe it was a Mercedes Benz 300D, a better model of my 240D. I believe most of you guys out there know what I'm talking about. His car was a maroon color, and I think he was off snowboarding or something, because he had something about the size of a snowboard on top of his car. His car was parked right next to mine. Aww yeah! Towards the end, while everyone was out watching No Name's attempt to fly, I walked towards the area where everyone was crowding before. While there, I saw this guy, and he noticed me. He started pointing to the Pecan pie, and pointing to me. I kept shaking my head "no", but he kept insisting that I take a pie. So I took one, but quickly set it down to do stuff. Later, he came over to where I was collecting donations, and asked where the bathrooms were. I think he was hitting on me. Anyways, most of the day was spent standing behind the table, collecting donations, writing their names on a card and pocketing the donations. 

So I did this from 5-10am. Throughout the day, Danielle (my boss), kept on being funny and saying "Welcome to Alice!!" with a huge grin on her face. She kept apologizing and saying that this is the worst it'll ever get. She repeated saying these numerous times in the same fashion. In the end, I finally got my Alice t-shirt to wear for future events and whatever. Right when I got onto the freeway, I realized that I forgot to get my mini swiss army knife back from the balloon lady, who had borrowed it at the beginning of the event. So, I don't know if I have to go buy another one, unless she returns it to Alice, and remembered my name, or remembered that I was the one Asian guy working there. Man, I just got that sucker like 3 months ago too.

When I got back, I took nap for a couple hours. What happens tonight is still a mystery.

So tonight, I was checking out the Alice website, and I noticed they posted up pics of the event today. To my surprise, there were pictures of the guy who was trying to give me a Pecan Pie. He's a comedian named Scott Capurro, and he's gay. So maybe he was hitting on me? I don't know.

12/11/02
Today, I went to go sign papers for employment at Alice Radio. I felt very welcome to the place, starting with the friendly officer at the front, and being greeted with a huge smile from the supervisor. She congratulated me and gave me a handshake. In the elevator, I asked, "I thought you weren't going to get back to me until this Friday?" "I didn't want to forget anyone I liked, and I wanted to just start hiring," she replied. It felt good to know that someone thought I was worthy enough! aww yeah! So we go in, sign papers, and she tells me about future events this week. At first, she was going to have me do two events, one at the Guess store at I don't know where, and help out at the morning show on Friday. I agreed to do both, but she said I should just do the Friday one. I don't really care, but I need to bitch a little about the time. 5am-10am on Friday! I don't know when the last time I woke up that early to do something was, but it was a LOOOONG time ago. In the office, I saw so much free shit ranging from cards, cds, t-shirts and anything else a radio station would have, and I wanted to take some of them. That was the highlight of my day. Now its time to find another job to make ends meet.

12/10/02
Sorry for not posting up new entries for those of you who check my page daily? I've been having problems accessing my Geocities website to upload my pages. But here it is. 

For those of you unaware, I got a part-time job at Alice radio, a station similar to STAR 98.7 or 100.7, depending on where you live, but it isn't STAR because there's a STAR already. Doesn't pay much, but it should be a fun and awesome experience. I get to meet new people, which is a definitely plus, since I just moved up, and need to meet new people. I'm not sure when I start, but hopefully it'll be soon, because I need to occupy my time with things other than surfing the net and other stuff.

Now, the only thing I'm worried about is if I'll be getting a call back from this other job I applied to. If I do get that job, then my next concern is when I might be able to go back to LA, and after that, how long I can stay there. So my future trip back to LA is still undecided. I really want to go to our five year reunion though!

12/06/02
Got this awhile ago from Lisa. Found this pretty interesting.

(PC World) - A 52-year-old Taiwanese woman who pleaded no contest in one of the largest software piracy cases in the U.S. was sentenced to nine years in prison Friday, one of the longest sentences ever in this country for a case involving software piracy. Lisa Chen was arrested along with three associates in November 2001 after local sheriffs seized hundreds of thousands of copies of pirated software worth more than $75 million that Chen and her associates were believed to have smuggled into the country from Taiwan, the district attorney for the county of Los Angeles said last week.

12/05/02
Went clubbing to various places. Had a blast. =)

12/04/02
Yesterday, after playing Metroid and running some errands during the day, I headed out to the city for a night of clubbing at Top in Haight. Drum and Bass was the music being played last night. I'm not a HUGE D&B fan, but I tolerate it, and occasionally, there are some songs that I find very fun to dance to.  The headliner of the night was a DJ called High Contrast, supposedly some big DJ that Brandon, Kristina, and some other D&B fans wanted to see. He had a pretty good mix of songs. Very upbeat and happy compared to most D&B music played out there (at least from what I've heard). Overall, I had a fun night. Of course, I was the only one not drinking again. 

11/30/02
Per request of Paul and Rass, I am adding an additional journal entry tonight to mention tonight's events. But before I get to that, let me tell you what happened the weekend that Glo and Jonathan came up. So, after surprising Glo upon her arrival (she thought she was going to Jonathan's cousin's place), we went to go eat at Tommy's Joynt, a cheap, yet scrumptious, cafeteria style restaurant. We ate there, and chit chatted about random stuff. On the way back to Brandon's place (we walked), we walked through the transvestite hooker area. All of them were speaking Spanish. As I walked by a larger one, he stuck out his hands, and pinched my cheek (face cheek) and I reacted by just moving my face away. I never looked back to see what monstrosity touched me. The next day, we went to eat at Johnny Rockets where half our order was messed up, and we ended up getting half our meal for free. We then went to the SF International Auto Show and perused the numerous cars there. I was most thrilled about the Volvo SUV, being a huge Volvo fan. I was also thrilled about checking out the new Mercedes line-up. I could care less for the American and Korean cars. No offense, but they make the worst cars out there. That night, went to a Asian fusion restaurant? Pretty good. Then went to a club that played house. 

Next morning, went to get breakfast/lunch in Hayes Valley. The most amusing thing during our meal was this gay guy who was sitting adjacent to us. A pigeon flew up from the ground, and the guy screamed like a girl, and brought his arms to his chest, while moving himself away from the pigeon. Then we went to the adoption center on Fillmore and checked out the kittens and dogs.

Came back to LA for Thanksgiving, and the first thing I did was sink my fingers into Metroid Prime. After much anticipation, I finally got to play it, and I must say WOW, this game rocks. It's better than I expected, and I had high expectations. 

Thanksgiving dinner was at my cousin's place. We thought we would be cooking something, but ended up not, since my cousin's mom bought a precooked turkey and a prime rib, and all that was necessary was for us to heat it up. Overall, I was pretty satisfied with our meal.

The day after, Kristina and I went to South Coast Plaza to do some shopping. I wasn't in a shopping mood, so I didn't purchase anything, whereas Kristina did. Then, went to Costplus to do some shopping.

So today, Saturday, I went to go eat at Julienne's, figure out a new cell phone plan and pick out a new cell phone, went to Curry House to eat, visited Lisa, Paul, and Rass. The interesting part is here. So while at Kristina's place, waiting for everyone to arrive, I receive a call from Lisa's cell. Thinking it was Lisa, I was kind of surprised to hear that it was Paul talking. He started blabbering about stuff, and then hung up. Then throughout the night, I kept getting a call from him, but I knew he was drunk and was just trying to pester me or something, so I just kept rejecting his call. After dinner at Curry House, Brian and I went over to Lisa's to check out the situation. During my time driving, I received two more calls from Paul, and each time I rejected the call. When I got there, I found Paul and Rass, crouching in the garage, giggling like little girls. Out popped Paul. He ran towards us, and gave us a big huge. Inside, Paul and Rass were being just as rowdy and obnoxious, especially towards Lisa, who was vexed already. Lisa was headed out to Santa Monica to go meet up with some friends, and during the whole time, Paul just kept being obnoxious and what not. So as Lisa was driving her car out of the driveway, Paul kept harassing Lisa, and I don't know what led up to this, but next thing I know, I see Paul on top of the hood, then on top of the trunk, then kicks the car as Lisa drives off. A minute later, we see Lisa coming down the street, all pissed off about what just happened. I decide to leave. I'm tired of talking. Me, Brian, and Rass come to my place, while Paul stays to "talk" things over with Lisa.

Yesterday (Sunday), Kristina and I left around 2:30, heading back to Berkeley. It took us almost 9 hours to drive back. Ugh..