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don't let me down
for some reason for the past couple of days i've been in a weird mood. i've been finding it hard to speak to people for the most part. i guess i've been a bit down but i don't really know why. i was fine earlier in the week. and this has led to drinking. sweet sweet john courage, the amber ale from edinburgh, i need you now to fill my lonely nights.
before the slump
before i fell into the weird mood that i am in now i wrote a song. it's silly (like chilly willy) and it goes a little something like this... (D, G, D, A...)
i knew this girl, her name was jo, she used to ride, her motorcycle thru the snow, she was nuts, in a planters bag, but she'll always be honey-roasted in my heart...
yesterday i wanted to write this
girls. when i think i want them i don't and when i don't think i want them i do. sometimes its easy if you don't try but then its hard as hell when you do try. and on top of that i'm so indecisive, when i think i want somebody i think about it and usually end up convincing myself out of it. "i change my mind so much i can't even trust it, my mind changes me so much i can't even trust myself." maybe i should just act on instinct, but past decisions suggest that i shouldn't. i don't know what to do or how i feel anymore. "i feel like shooting every panda that won't screw to save their species..." signs point to: fuck it.
in the box
last week i was 3 for 5, the week before i was 1 for 1 w/ a walk, this week i'm going fucking kill at the plate. i already feel sorry for the pitcher.
a lovely tune (by the pogues)
i met my love, by the gas works wall, dreamed a dream, by the old canal, i kissed my girl, by the factory wall, dirty old town, dirty old town.
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'Chairman' seeking
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Non-smoker willing to pay
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For mid September 04
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my brother
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your cut
on saturday my brother minh and i went to eat dinner with our father in minneapolis. at dinner he started ripping into my brother about him getting married for about ten minutes or so... then he started ripping into me about how disappointed he was that i didn't know exactly what i was doing with my life and how i didn't ask for his advice on anything and on and on about that sort of stuff so i thought to myself, fuck it, i didn't come here to feel like shit. so i got up and left. he wants me to ask for his advice like i need his approval to do things when he hasn't been around for the past twelve years. who does he think he is and what world does he live in? this man is clearly not my father and we shall never speak again.
fashionably late?
not so. on friday i was 25 minutes late to work because of some unexpected traffic (more than usual) on 494. that sucked because i left 10 minutes early that day to give myself some leeway and i was still late. on saturday i woke up kind of hazy eyed and thought, huh... its kind of light outside, what time is it...? so i picked up my alarm clock and it read 10:15... 10:15!... i was supposed to wake up at 7:00... what the... so i checked so see if i had set it for 7:00 am... i had set it correctly and it was turned on... what the hell... why didn't anybody call me? 30 seconds later my supervisor called. when i got to work it was 11:00... which made me 3 hours late for my shift. i don't know what the hell happend but what i do know is that it shouldn't have taken my work 2 hours to call me.... cock gobblers.
the sunlight that pierces through the rain clouds at the end of the day
today when i got home i found on my coffee table a letter from kingston university, it read... "Dear An, I am pleased to confirm your acceptance as a Visiting Student for Fall Semester 2004..." sweet, now i just have to sort out my financial aid and i will be set. god save the queen. and thank you.
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gooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllll!
england beats switzerland three-nil with two goals from everton striker rooney and one from gerrard. with france's draw with croatia that puts england one point behind france in the standings. next up: croatia.
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job search 2004
for the rest of the month i only working on weekends at the place i'd rather not be at anymore. this allows me time to search for a new job. today will be day three of job search 2004. the search has led me to a very limited number of openings in the area i would like to work in. today i decided that i should redo my resume. tomorrow i should finish it up and then i'll have somebody look at it to see if its okay or needs changes, then i should be set. hopefully i'll be working somewhere i like by the end of the month.
softball lives again
monday was a pretty active day for me... the driving range, batting cage, and an unexpected softball game. i tagged along with tim to mike's church league softball game and they were short a man so i filled in for them in right field. at the plate i was 1 for 1 with a walk. if i had cleats fielding/base-running would have been better. it looks as though i'll be in the line up next week as well... sweet.
other news
i just bought the new modest mouse album... don't get it.... as it's title suggests, it's good news for people who love bad news.
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euro 2004 predictions
here is who i think will win each group (uefa euro 2004)
group a: spain
group b: france
group c: italy
group d: the netherlands
far wide and not at all handsome
last thursday i went to bed at 4:30 am... at 8:30 am i received a telephone call from the hennipen county court people to testify for a fight that happend at work six months ago... they wanted me to be there in an hour. (they had been trying to get a hold of me for some time but i had just gotten back from los angeles and had been working a lot recently). so i went in and testified... yada yada yada, i was out by noon (i got a parking ticket because i was there way later than i thought i would be and i just simply didn't have enough quarters at the time). i then went down to minnesota state university, mankato to see what i could do about getting my transcript to montana state university-bozeman. i talked to the hub, they sent me to the register, and i pleaded my case to the lady that handled official transcripts and convinced her to give me one that day so i could send it out asap. just as i was about to leave she mentioned that the u.s. postal service was going to be closed on friday because of regan's funeral. bollocks. she suggested federal express. that led me into the computer lab to search for the nearest fed ex on the internet. i found it, went there, and made sure they were still shipping on friday and sent my package out on an overnight delivery for nearly twenty dollars. then i went up to saint peter to pick up some things from my apartment, was there for a bit. then i went back to shakopee to find a letter from the shorewood police department for a past due parking ticket. my insurance is going to kick my arse come august, i've gotten two parking tickets and two speeding tickets in the past six months. and if i don't get into kingston i will be 'none too happy'.
general maintenance
i updated the four main internal links on this site. i still need to put up more pics.
note(s) to the reader: 1 this site is meant to viewed in a 1024 x 768 setting; 2 orange text is informative, green texts are subject titles, white texts are content, grey texts are quotes or titles, red texts are internal links, blue texts are external links; 3 sometimes i get ahead of myself when typing and sentences get choppy, sorry.
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at the corner of bull and shit
today i received an email from montana state university-bozeman saying "we have been trying to contact you for months... we are missing your offical transcript, if we do not receive your transcript by friday, june 11 we will terminate your application..." i emailed them back and (basically) said, "bullshit, this is the first notification i have received about any missing materials regarding my application process... but i still do want to be a part of this program so i will request my transcript to be sent to you tomorrow despite it having to be there in two days and it takes a week for my school to process the request..." a month ago, before finals, i called the program director on a few different occassions and after all my attempts, on the last attempt, i left a message on his machine saying "hello, this is An Hong... please let me know if i am missing any materials for this program, you can call me back at..." how the hell is it my fault i didn't get everything in if you didn't tell me i was missing it. plus i paid my school to send my transcript to them in april! it will be a miracle if i actually get into the program now.
in the year 2050
by the year 2050 the most common last name in the united states will be jones-anderson-smith-johnson-lopez, followed by olson-martin-white-hanson-de la rocha, with waynes in a close third.
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i've been given the call
i was going to update but i was just notified that people are going to old chicago... i must continue my world beer tour (i'm trying to get a free mug). but what i was going to say is that the new modest mouse song, float on, sound nice on ice alright. despite being with epic and hearing them on drive 105 the song sounds as though isaac has kept a degree lo-fi goodness after the loss of jermiah green. also this, An likes to speak in the third person. i was going to add to the end of it "...it is said that if you listen closely at night you can still hear his tin whistle in the gentle english breeze." it's complete and utter bollocks.
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california
one wedding led me to travel up and down the californian coast line... on may 27 i departed from msp international and arrived at lax (los angeles) for my cousin's, yenly schneider's, wedding which took place the following day. after the wedding reception, which was lovely, my cousin (michael schneider), my brother (minh hong), my brother's girlfriend (suzy schmitt), and i travelled some 300+ miles north to san francisco. the next day mike gave us the tour of the city. by the end of the day we had seen virtually all san franciso had to offer, an engagement (minh and suzy), and many many hills (we walked around the city from roughly 11am to 11:45pm)... it was also at the end of the day when i decided that there was little to no chance i would ever want to live in this city. the next day (monday) we went to the golden gate bridge and briefly marin county before we travelled back down the coast, into the mountains, and to san bernadino to drop my cousin mike off and then back to my aunt lieu's house in chino hills. early the next day (tuesday) all of us, except for my brother chieu, went down to san diego and got a tour around the city from my cousin willy schneider. at the end of the day when everyone headed back to chino hills and the inland empire i remained in san diego and stayed with my cousin willy. my stay in san diego was pleasent and consisted of doing very little... however i had decided earlier that it would be much better to do very little in san diego than to do very little in the suburbs of the los angeles-san bernadio-riverside metropolis. la jolla (san diego) offered comforable coastal tempertures opposed to the high inland tempertures and smog chino hills was engulfed in. from tuesday to friday i very much enjoyed hanging out with my cousin willy and playing monopoly party (game cube). i caught the train (much like the stereophonics did) back to anheim where i got picked up by my uncle bob schneider. i departed lax international for msp (minneapolis/saint paul) today (saturday) and here i am now.
standards
when i was a young wart hog... when i was in milwaukee steve pease told me, "godfather, your standards are too high..." (or something to that effect) and i agreed to that statement but to be honest i don't think my standards are 'way to high' they tend to lean towards high. it is the combination of that thinking, a degree of timidness, and the feeling of intimidation around girls that are way out of my league that has brought me to this year's grand total of relationships i've been in, which is... (let's see... add the 2... carry the one...) nil. i guess i tend not to think about the whole process/deal much and it hasn't really bothered me in the past year. i don't know, i guess i sort of roll with the punches. btw, i don't know what the hell i'm talking about.
as i unpack my suitcase
i have now been gone for two weeks. it seems like a long time to me since i haven't been gone for such a period of time since london. once again i was living out of my hiking backpack and only staying in one place for but a day or two. at no point did i actually compare the two expirences and come to think of it i shouldn't really be doing so now. my point... two weeks seems like a long time when your on the move. but then again its not like i've been in russia for the past nine months.
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