I'm officially grossed out, and my weekly anorexia diet starts NOW. *yuck*

Yes, DC is expecting snow this evening through tomorrow morning. SNOW?! NO SNOW, please. *rolling-eyes* More and more I'm beginning to detest snow. I'm beginning to detest the cold. What?! What is going on here? What East Coaster cannot stand cold weather and snow? I used to love winter. I used to love winter gear... But last year, and this year especially, I've been so anti. I'm just not feeling the cold weather anymore. And it makes me feel all achey. My joints get all sore and stuff. Eh, on-set arthritis means that Wen must move away from here. Ummm, yeah. That's totally possible. Bottom line: Wen is no longer a fan of winter. *sniff*

Staring at this computer screen like 8 hours a day, 5 days a week is definitely taking its toll on my eyes. Sometimes I get that fogginess in my eyes...the kind you get when your contacts start to collect protein, or whatever it's called. Contact-wearers, do you feel me? Ummm. I guess I'm due for an eye exam. Last time I had one was back in September 2002. LOL. Yes, that was the last time I had my eyes checked, so I think it's imperative that I get them checked out again soon. And I think I'm gonna cancel my appointment with the neurologist for Monday. It's just a follow-up, and I honestly am almost 100% convinced that my ills are not neurological, like I had so worried myself to thinking before. So I'll have to reserve Dr. Chidambaram for another time. Just don't want to waste her time OR my time (and money) to go in there, tell her how I feel, and let her tell me that I'm a healthy-schmealthy blah-blah-blah, and that I need to find something to de-stress myself. Yeah, yeah, I've heard it all before, Dr. Chidambaram. Thanks. I'm sure that if last month's blood work came back with any discrepancies she would've told me so like WAY before; like when the results came in. She wouldn't wait until I came in for my scheduled weeks-to-a-month-away visit, right?! Right. Whatever.

I do have a follow-up with my GP in early February, so I'll just pass along my concerns to her. She is my GP, afterall. Me and my health issues. Like the CSR at Blue Cross Blue Shield told me, "You were once a healthy lil' lamb... but all of a sudden!!" I didn't wanna burst her bubble to tell her that I'm a borderline hypo-chondriac or anything. I didn't want to scare her. Bless her heart.

Anyway. Snow arrives tonight, and I'm not happy. I wanted to check out the grand opening of H20 at the waterfront tonight. The buzz is that VIP (club) is now closed (...huh?! WHAT?! but it's re-opening in a few as something new...), and the clientele will be moved to H20 (formerly Hogates restaurant). Man, the club/lounge scene in DC changes like an OCD person changes his/her underwear. Whatever happened to The Harbour Club, or Sole'?! These short-lived businesses... sad. But whatever. This time last year, I started my return to the club circuit in full-force. Me, Carrie, and Gina would go 2 nights a weekend. Unfortunately the crowd hadn't changed much. Same faces, same bullshit. But it's not like we were going out for these people. Besides, the young-bucks were getting into the scene, too, and that was pretty much lame. Making sure we went to places at LEAST 21 and over was a major deal. This season, looks like we're going AWOL from the clubbing scene. My how things change. How quickly things change. Boo.

But that's life... it's all about change. And as we await the next change to take place --- let's just sit-back, relax, and twiddle our fingers. Life will change as we will it to change. ...and that's the fun part. *wink*

So I'm thinking... either there's a damn terrorist breach somewhere that's causing streets to be flooded (i noticed cops EVERYWHERE today), or there's a major accident along one of the main thoroughways. I don't care to find out, but when I get outta here in about 40 minutes, that shit better cleared out. I am in NO mood for the triviality of DC traffic; not today, not EVER. Los Angeles complains about having the worst traffic in the nation?! Well, DC is in the TOP 5... and on the east coast, we've got ROAD RAGE. I sure as hell had my share today. Blood pressure was OFF THE CHAIN.

You just gotta love our capital city, eh?! Gotta love it.

As I was stopped at one of the many traffic signals on my way back to the office, I noticed little placards that read, "Howard Dean." Now, you and I both know that Dean is one of the fellas running for the presidential nomination for the Democrats. And, if you've been keeping up with the news, you and I both know that he's a crack-ass crazy head. YES, he is. Did you not hear that bit of info about him after the Iowa primary?! He went on some little speech where he was getting all riled-up about "claiming" back states for the Democratic party, and he got all flustered at the end that he made some scary sigh sound; almost sounded like a scream of a dead animal... a dead bird, to be exact. I don't know. I never knew who the heck Howard Dean was up until that moment, and - sad to say - he doesn't have my vote. I don't want a wacko running for president. I'm sorry. As apathetic as I am about the whole judicial/governmental process, I sure as hell don't want a wrestlemania-sounding freak to be the front runner of the Democratic party.

Not that I'm a Democrat or anything. I mean in many theories, I am a Democrat. I'm a total liberal when it comes to most issues. But when it comes to the issue of being PRO-LIFE, I am a Republican all the way. And in the end, that's what it all comes down to. People can do whatever they wanna do with their lives, but just respect life. That's all I'm saying... respect life; choose life.

Anyway... not that I'm trying to make this entry a pitch for my political views or anything. I don't even vote, which is a bad thing I suppose. But whatever. Whoever wins, and whoever does whatever as President, is what I'll have to live with so it doesn't matter. Unless I have to wake-up to this president's face all day, then I don't give a flying f---.

As you can tell, I'm still angry because of my trife traffic experience. I'm all riled-up. I'm about to get HOWARD DEAN on you, forreal...

Anyway, Sidney Bristow goes through some major stuff. That girl takes the cake, forreal. LOL. I like how she and Dixon get to go off to exotic locations, wearing some phat-ass gear, and speaking in different languages. It makes the life of a CIA (or undercover agent in general) all the more alluring. I'm sure the "secret agent" life isn't as cool as it is on TV, but it does make you think about just WHO out there is really undercover. Hmmm... Interesting. The Alias saga continues tonight. Stay tuned.

About American Idol... I'm really annoyed by it. It's a bit much. I think that all the sob-sob situations are all staged this year. Not like last year's wasn't, but this year it's just flat-out BLATANT. Like the girl who did the Flashdance routine. I'm sorry, but how do scouts let people go to Paula, Randy, and Simon who are absolutely horrid? I mean the majority of the katz that they show on TV just cannot SING! And I know several people who've tried out who have a chance to at least make it to the first round of competition. It's deluded, I tell you. I think that screeners totally look for people who are tremendously horrible, as well as people who are somewhat star-able. That, to me, just doesn't make sense. If it's ratings you want, bring on some real singers, please... PLEASE!

I'm not enthused. I think I might even skip out watching the show tonight. They touch base at Houston tonight, and they're gonna show that embarrassing Asian girl who they always ridicule on the commercials. Yes, my cousin is embarrassing... So far, the Asians are loud and proud, but they're HORRIBLE. C'mon now, I know there are some Asians who can sing, so let's get 'em on - aight?! That one Korean dude who did that whole military thing the other night?! Now what the hell was THAT bullshit?!

I am currently annoyed at looking at the computer screen. It's totally hurting my eyes. I'm beginning to see circles. Look at all the cool circles... La-di-da... La-di-da... LA-DI-f*cking-DA.

It's HUMP DAY. Let's keep on moving, people.

Here's a link to some laughs... start your day off right: SNL Jokes

I got my oil change and pushed my ass to the gym this morning. And I grabbed a salad and fruit for lunch, and made it home to watch DAYS, which is going on right now. I'm sorry, but I'm a little bit annoyed with their storyline. The whole serial killer thing is getting old, and Marlena is annoying me. I wish that her kids would come on there and knock some sense into her. C'mon Carrie, Sami, Eric, and Belle! HANDLE YO' MOMZ!! But yeah, DAYS has seen better ones... Sadness.

Last night one of my old friends came by the house. She wanted me to look over some stuff, and while I was blown to have done it... I'm glad I helped her out. AHAHAH. Then she made me watch Law & Order, which I absolutely can't stand. So I made her watch two episodes of Dark Angel: Hello, Goodbye and The Berrisford Agenda. AHAHAHA. Boo, you know I love you... AHAHAHAAHAH!! That's why I shared some of MY favorite shows with you... Plus you made me watch Law & Order, and I hate that.

Today is MY day. Well, it's also MLK, Jr.'s day, but still... Doesn't mean that it can't be MY day either. Counting the days, the weeks, the months... Let's hope that I'll be up and outta the DC area come October. *wink* HAPPY MONDAY!

I don't want to get into details about this quarter life crisis... But all I can say is that I've reached a point in mi vida where I am in need of change; MAJOR change. You've heard it all before, especially if you've been keeping up with this blogsite. I don't want to bore you with the details, so I'll leave it at that. But I do want to assure anyone who may be going through a similar "crisis" that YOU will be OK. If I'm ok, then you'll be ok. OK?! AHAHAH...

On another note, I tried to start my ALIAS DVDs last night, but for some reason I couldn't focus. I ended up poppin' in random DARK ANGEL episodes before making myself ready for bed. When I'll be ready to shake Dark Angel for Alias beats me. One day, hopefully. AHAHAAH. So many great episodes in DA. Just can't pass it up just yet. AHAHAH.

Me so sleepy.

Anyway. It's cold as balls here in DC. I'm working out a possible move to LA?! I've decided that, hey, enough of this bullshit. I'm not happy here, and I want to at least TRY to go to LA and see where life will take me. I do want to be a part of the industry, and there are so many outlets there for me to foray into. Whether it's superstardom or corporate entertainment --- IT'S ALL THERE. I will have to check it out. I'll keep you posted on that. I'm shooting for a late September/early October move IF possible. I have weddings up the yin-yang this year, and it wouldn't be cool to go there before they take place. I wouldn't be able to fly back and forth, you know?! Anyway, I'll definitely keep you all posted.

I hate my new computer screen. I got a new computer here at work, and while it's brand new and a Dell and all that good stuff, the screen is annoying me. It totally hurts my eyes.

Oh, so I titled the entry "Opportunists." I forgot why I did so. But I think it has something to do with one of our local radio stations. Oh, it's HOT 99.5 ---like the only real POP station here in the DC area these days. We used to have like three, but they all turned to something else. *shrug* So yeah, on 99.5 there's this dude on the Mark & Chris Morning Show that does the most stupid things. In fact, he's like their little bitch and is always doing some bullshitty thing that makes him seem like an ass. I'm sure he's a cool guy and all, but LAWD!! He puts himself out there and does whatever the fuck Mark & Chris tell him to do. While I know that they do these things for ratings and such, it's so humiliating... It's beyond me that someone can be so absolutely CLUELESS. His name is Teapot Tim, and this morning he's planning on jumping into the damn Potomac River. Ummmm, it's like 20 degrees outside?! Ummmm, HELLO?! He's done other stuff... he went around town trying to get homeless people to "audition" for Homeless Idol, or something like that. He's had duct tape wrapped around HIMSELF... like on his SKIN... no underwear and stuff... then had the tape ripped-off himself. And he's just done other stuff that either makes me laugh at how incessantly stupid this poor kid is, or I get so fucking annoyed that I just sit there on the ride to work and contemplate how pathetic it is that someone has to put themselves through such humiliation. I'm all about laughing at yourself, and you've gotta be the butt of a joke at least ONCE in your lifetime, but c'mon now. Putting yourself out there like that is just trife. And on RADIO, for all that matters!! Sure, it's just local to DC, but still. I wonder what other stations around the country have people like that? I'm sure we're not the only one.

Now that I think about it, I don't really consider him an opportunist. He's more like a sad, pathetic soul. SAD. PATHETIC. SAD. PATHETIC. OK, I want to go home now. It's 7:38AM, and I am ready to GO HOME. I've been here a total of 44 minutes and counting. *rolling-my-eyes* I wish I was in LA like NOW.

One of the best episodes on Season 2 was "Hello, Goodbye." It was just straight-up emotional that I felt whack watching it. NOT whack in the sense that it was lame, but whack in the sense that I was feelin' for them... STRAIGHT-UP EMBARRASSING. AHAHAHA. But yeah... it started off with Alec having this conversation with Asha, where he blatantly pushes her away. Alec, apparently, has relationship issues. As an X5, he was an assassin, and he finds it hard to love because the last time he did, he actually fell in love with the daughter of a dude he was supposed to kill. In the crossfire, it was the girl who ended up dying. Anyway - because of that, and because of his training, Alec has become indifferent and puts up this front as if he's always in control of every situation, and that he doesn't need anyone's help. Enter Max... Max disses Alec (as usual) and they get into a conversation about how transgenics shouldn't mix with humans because they only end up hurting them. Max then gets into thinking mode about her and Logan, and she starts to wonder. Hmmm... AAHAHAH. Anyway, stuff goes down, and let's just say that Max calls Alec to help Logan in a life-threatening situation. But Alec gets arrested for murder, which he clearly didn't do. So as Max waits for Alec, she realizes that he probably dissed her; as he unreliably does to her all the time. Truth is, Alec was willing to go out on a limb for Max, but the arrest made it harder to do. Luckily, Joshua was able to help Logan, and he ended up alright. When Sketchy tells Max and Original Cindy that Alec was arrested, Max is hell-bent on letting him stay in jail; still pissed from him dissin' her. Original Cindy looks at Max, and tells her to come clean with that because Alec is her "brother" no matter how the situation is cut. Figuring it was her full-time job to save Alec, she goes to the station posing as an attorney from the DA's office. She talks to Alec, and she's still pressed to leave him there after she gives him a piece of her mind. But Alec pleads with her, and tells her that he could never kill the way the murder victim was killed, and that when the murders took place, he was still in Manticore. That's when Max pieces the things together, and she realizes that the police are after Ben, her X5 brother who is also Alec's clone.

Max saves Alec, and takes him to her pad where they're just chillin'. She prepares coffee, and as she does so Alec asks her about Ben... what Ben was like, etc. Max gets nostalgic as she remembers Ben when they were children at Manticore. He was the one who made them (the original 12) feel "loved." But once they got out into the real world, he tripped. He couldn't take some of the things that happened in the real world, and he snapped after not being able to fully understand many ways of the world. He ended up becoming a murderer ---killing 10 to 11 people in the same way. When Manticore was at his tail, Max went to try to save him, but he got injured and she couldn't move him by herself (mind you, Ben/Alec are like 6 feet tall...). Instead of wanting to go back to Manticore, Ben asked Max to kill him; to save him from having to go back. She did it, with a heavy heart of course, and then left him there to die. She had to save herself. When she tells this story to Alec, she breaks-down at the memory of it all, and Alec comforts her.

Later on, Alec tells her that it must be hard to always be looking after him, because he has Ben's face... And Max admits that that's probably why she does act the way she does with him (mind you, Alec was assigned to be Max's "breeding partner" at Manticore - LOL). Anyway, at that moment, they kinda confirm their need for one another in order to survive ---they're family. And even though Alec annoys the hell outta Max, and probably vice-versa, they've both forged this love for one another in this cruel world. *sniff* Touching.

Anyway... I forgot what actually happened after that, but all I know is that I had to turn it off after that part because there were even more sad parts with Joshua and the blind girl, whom he was developing feelings for. *sigh* OH, the drama of it all. Seriously. "Hello, Goodbye" is definitely a great episode, as is the Season 2/show finale, "Freak Nation."

It's such a great show. Like I said in my other post, I found a website that actually had info on story lines for the third season, which never materialized. But you can read the stories in the Dark Angel series of books. Lots of interesting stories including:

*TINGA* we all suspected that she had died, because in the show was shown to have done so. But the story continues that she was actually brought back to Manticore and nursed to health. She, too, was re-indoctrinated and wavered between her old memories and her new memories of her brethren. She supposedly acquires a serious contempt for Max, because she was programmed to do so. But at the same time she is still confused.

*BRIN* we never knew what happened to Brin. We just figured that she was somehow back serving at Manticore, as Zack remembers when they attempted to re-indoctrinate him. After her run-in with Max, and taking Tinga back to Manticore for Renfrow, we find out that Brin assumes that Tinga would be brought back to Manticore t