KIN6WEN'S DAILYdish.
AUGUSTdish.

THURSDAY, August 7, 2003
NOTCH IN MY BELT. I am happy-happy-joy-joy right now, it's sick. Gina and Marz came over yesterday, and we decided to go "walk" somewhere to supplement our already rigorous work-out regimens. Right. Anyway. With little effort convincing them, we ended up at Pentagon City and decided to "mall walk." You know mah ass mall-walked right into Abercrombie & Fitch. Yesterday was "pamper yourself day" so I sorta did just that... I marched into AF and found the camo cargo shorts that I've been lusting over for the past couple of days. I actually saw the ones I wanted --in brown camo. But I wasn't feelin' them really. That, and they didn't have my size. I ended up trying on another pair that were on sale for like $39.50. They're regular, faded/worn camo cargos. Tried a 32, and it was big. Tried a 31, and it was aight, but still a lil TOO baggy for my old-ass to be sportin'. So I dared to do it...I went down to a size 30, and I was a happy camper. I asked Marz to check it out, and she said they fit just fine ---lemme find out! I can sport a size 30 waist?! Well how 'bout that?! HOW 'BOUT THAT?!?

Needless to say, that made my evening. I bought those shorts as fast as I could... If I could buy ALL of AF, then I would. LOL. It's just so much more "crisp" compared to the other "outdoorsy" slash "frat boy-ish" type of stores out there: American Eagle, Eddie Bauer, Holister, etc. I just love AF. I LOVE AF! I love them even more because I can sport a size 30 in their pants! YaHoO!@! Amazing...

ANYWAY. Don't get me wrong... I can't sport a size 30 in all pants now. Like at GAP, I think I fluctuate between 32-33. Same goes for Banana and H&M. But AF & AE are so generous to me! Size 30?! *WOW* Old Navy is nicely decent with me, too - giving me a generous size 31. Can't you tell that I'm obsessed?! WHO has body image issues?! WHO?! *LoOkiNg ArOuNd*

I missed my alarm this morning. Actually, I think I heard it but somehow turned it off in my half-asleep state-of-mind because when I got up-up, my cell wasn't where I left it last night. Bummer. It went off at 5:30AM, but I didn't jump outta bed until about 7:30AM. Now WTH?! I was highly annoyed. My brother even left before me, and that just NEVER happens. So I jumped up and got ready and headed out the door. Funny, traffic was pretty much non-existent today - which is weird for a Thursday. But I got in only about a half hour later than usual, which is nothing. NOTHING, I say!! So that made the whole situation a lot better. All I gotta do is adjust my day by a half-hour, and it's gravy. DAMN CELL PHONE ALARM! YOU SUCK!

WEDNESDAY, August 6, 2003
PAMPER ME. Happy "NATIONAL PAMPER YOURSELF" Day! You think I'm joking, don't you?! Uhhh... nope! I heard it on the radio this morning. Today is, indeed, National Pamper Yourself Day! I'm dying to figure out just what it is that I want to do to pamper myself. AHAHAH! Actually, I'm not in the mood for pampering. It's funny how the need to be "pampered" comes at times when you least expect it. Then all of a sudden - BAM - there's a holiday for this shit, but you don't even feel like doing what the holiday warrants you to do. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN'?! It's a very weird feeling - almost like when you tell yourself that you need to go shopping to find a certain something. So you go out, spend time going through each freakin' store in like 3 malls... then you even go to G-town, or other city stores to try your luck before taking it down a notch to Ross or TJ Maxx. And even then, you find NOTHING. It sucks. When you totally prepare yourself, financially and mentally, you go out and come back empty-handed. It's almost like you've failed in a holy war or something. It's heart-wrenching, and mentally debilitating. THEN, on a random day that you don't plan to go shopping cause you don't have the money with you - or simply cause you just didn't want to buy stuff - you all of a sudden see anything and everything that you were looking for the time you were actually LOOKING for them. Now that's some shit, wouldn't you say? I truly HATE that.

So it's the same with this pampering deal. As much as I'd like to pamper myself on National Pamper Yourself Day, I just don't have the urge. What would I pamper myself with?! I'd like to get a massage, but you have to make those appointments like at least a few days before. I'd get something done to my hair, but wait a minute...! I have no hair! Getting a tatoo wouldn't count as something pampering, either. (i am getting that done by the end of this year, btw...) And shopping has become pretty much second nature. I don't see why some people see shopping as a glorious holiday-like experience. It's a normal part of life. If you don't shop for stuff you want or need, then you're just not normal. So yeah - pampering?! OH, and I'm not gonna go and gorge myself on a steak in the city... Hey, I like that: "steak in the city." It sounds so SATC. AHAHAHA!

So yup! There you have it... This pampering holiday has definitely come at a wrong time. I guess I'll just have to wait until I self-proclaim one of these days as "WEN DAY." In due time, my friends. In due time.

TUESDAY, August 5, 2003
WAL-MART & OTHER EVILS. I am totally resigned to believe that Wal-Mart is an evil entity that was created by the devil to wreak havoc on our supposedly simple, humble lives. OK, so our lives may not actually be "simple," but still. Wal-Mart is DASTARDLY EVIL. Wal-Mart is the type of place that you go to just to go to - perhaps to pick-up something like toilet paper or ball point pens. But besides the paper and pens, you end up comin' outta there with other things: a CD or two, DVDs, a lil' television that's on-sale, a digital camera, bathroom stuff, kitchen stuff, underwear, bummy clothes to sport at the gym... you can even buy car stuff, or outdoor-stuff, or SOMETHING that you'd be able to use one way or another. It's SICK. And it gets you ALL the time - you go into Wal-Mart and vow to only go in there for what you need, but you ALWAYS end up leaving with more than you bargained for. It's a travesty, if you ask me. A TRAVESTY, I SAY!!

And then, if you go deep into the heartland of America's country-bumpkin' lands... you find those mega-Wal-Marts... the ones with a full-on grocery store and other amenities. It's sick. It's scary. It's like taking over the world.

Wal-Mart has quickly taken over the market of inexpensive "get-it-all-here" stores - much like K-Mart, Ames, and Bradlees did during the 70s and 80s. However, while stores like K-Mart have taken a turn for the worst by being referred to as the WORST OF THE WORST, Wal-Mart has risen to the top alongside it's quite shi-shi-er competitor, Target. Incidentally, there are also those Target stores with grocery stores. Again, scary.

So yeah, Wal-Mart... it's an evil thing, I tell you. It makes life so much more easier, but at the expense of your freakin' wallet. Cause while you're spending money on dirt-cheap things for the home - you're still spending money. And you tend to spend A LOT of it while you're out there gallavanting in Wal-Mart. And let me tell you that I've gallavanted through Wal-Marts cross-country: from the home base to Florida to even Texas. Why do I do it?! Who knows... The bottom line is, Wal-Mart is the work of the devil! So I'll see you there sometime, ahahaha...

On a non-related issue --- I really hate this old woman who works here in the office. She's always tryin' to creep up to see what you're doing, then she'll try to play it off and come to you to ask a question or something. What makes it worse, and in my particular case, she'll see my ass busy at work, right?! So why does trife lola go and SIT in my guest's chair and waits for me to literally give her a damn SECOND?! OH NO SHE DON'T!! And she's all smackin' her gum on her dentures, and that sound ANNOYS me to no end. Sometimes, I'll keep doing whatever I'm doing and let her ass sit there for like 10 minutes, and she'll STILL wait! OK, now SHE'S the devil. Forget Wal-Mart. This b!tch takes the cake. And she just WALKED passed my cubicle AGAIN. Oh see, I'ma have to take some holy water and bless the entrance of my cube. Maybe she'll melt or at least feel repelled from coming into my cube.

OH, and one other thing I hate... THE FREAKIN' RADIO COMMERCIAL FOR THAT TV SHOW SEVENTH HEAVEN. OK, this is the same damn commercial that they've been playing since Christmas time LAST year... the one where Lucy goes, "Dad, please don't let me down..." Then she cries, "I LOVE YOU, DADDY!" GOSH, can I vomit at that?! No really, what is that? Hasn't that episode already aired? Gosh, please update your freakin' commercial, 97.1! Does the WB even still show Seventh Heaven?! GOSH! 97.1 sucks. Too bad it's one of the only damn stations that I can get decent reception of here in the freakin' office. Hello?! Are we not in DC?! Do we not have super-mega antennas to help us get stations from like Guatemala and stuff?! I am super-peeved right now. Sing it Stevie Wonder. At least 97.1 plays Stevie Wonder.

MONDAY, August 4, 2003 (...much later!)
RADIO FILIPINO. Goodness. I'm getting ready to hit the sheets... But I'm on the comp listening to Radio Filipino. Goodness, can't deny the riceland-roots. AHAHA! I just heard Sana Nandito Ka Ngayon by Zsa Zsa Padilla, and now I'm listening to Gary V's Babalik Ka Rin. AHAHA. This is funnnnnn... to be able to hear the homeland songs on the internet. I'm such a late-bloomer. It's cause our dinosaur of a computer (the one that's upstairs) can't even begin to function any of these features. Too much damn space used in that joint. So now I get to live the life on-line. HOW SAD!! So bring on the Tagalog jonx... AHAHA! OH NO. Now they're singing a remake of an English oldie with Tagalog lyrics. I'm scared. Time to sign-off.

MONDAY, August 4, 2003
DOUBLE DUTCH WEDDING PLANNER. So it's never been something that's been on my plate before, but I figure that I could pretty much swing this one. I've planned events time and time again in the past, so what would the difference be in planning a wedding? Well, we shall see. There are several weddings comin' up in the next year or so. I've been solicited to help with some of them, but was asked to be a co-planner for my cousin's wedding. Pressure is ON. OK, so not really... I think I have enough ideas, and they're working with a generous budget to plan their wedding. Generous is good. I mean you only get married once, so you might as well go all out.

So my cousin and I have been on the phone and on e-mail discussing the different things to take into consideration... Reception hall ideas (we have many... who ever knew that there were so many non-conventional hotel halls in the metro dc area?!), caterers, ideas for table center pieces, wedding favors, name plates, flowers, etc.-etc.-etc. Then there's the whole deal with fashion: namely figuring out what "to do" and what "not to do" in terms of fashion DOs and DON'Ts. First of all, they're having a fall wedding next year, which is OK. The weather can vary between a little warm to nice and comfy, so she's got a lot to work with here. She's looking into a tube dress with a wrap of some sorts (my cousin has ARM issues... LOL). For the guys, since it's fall I gave the nod to do anything with tails and flapper-tuxes. If they were getting married in the spring or summer, those tuxes with tails (penguin tuxes) would be a major FASHION DON'T. Also, since it's a fall wedding, they can actually sport gray tuxes. Black is the quintessential color, but during the spring/summer you can rock whites or navys. But reserve the grays for fall/winter weddings. Then for the ladies, she's looking into a wine color - which is perfect for fall. And she's considering having them walk down the aisle with a stalk of calla lillies --- totally the "IN" thing in weddings these days.

I'm excited for my cousin(s), Jackie/Warren... and excited for my other friends - esp. Florence/Jun, Charisse/Josef, and Debbie/Godfrey. It should be an awesome year of weddings. Even though I feel all wedding-ed out, it'll be fresh and new next year. This year, I've had my share of weddings... I should say the past few years. My cousin(s), Chrissy/Alvin, had an awesome wedding last summer. Fr. Dan was their priest, and they had a pretty gorgeous reception at the JW Marriott on Penn Ave. AWESOME reception: elegant and classy. Ditto for my friends, Arlene/Mike. Their wedding early this summer at the Capital Hilton was simply amazing. Everything from the rehearsal dinner to the ceremony to the church to the reception was just BOMB. You can tell that they both put their heart and soul into their wedding to make it truly "one to remember..." Hey, it's THEIR wedding, so they did all they could to make it BOMB. With that being said, I've had my share of big and small weddings this year. My friends, Krishna/Pat, had a relatively small wedding (compared to alvin's and then mike's), but it was nonetheless classic. The church ceremony was simple, yet very homey. Then the reception hall was PERFECT. It was beachside, with a pretty awesome pre-lunch reception, and an awesome selection of dishes for lunch. Totally good. I think that the dinner/lunch menu that you choose in a wedding is really important. You gotta have the right mix of cuisines - and your main?! Make sure you hit either that chicken breast, the prime rib, or a shrimp combo. AHAHAHAH... No really, that makes for an elegant wedding reception.

The church also plays a major role. The brighter, the better. I must say that the best church I've seen in recent times was in Seattle, where my friends (now my Godsis/Godbro) Grace/Tyrone got married. The church wasn't overwhelmingly huge, but it wasn't small either. But the best thing about it was the lighting. There was so much natural light that everything was just bright and great. It worked well with the color scheme that Grace chose for her wedding. So you gotta be wary when it comes to picking your church.

All this wedding talk can be quite overwhelming. Makes me wanna get married. But that will come in time... In due time. AHAHAAH... In the meantime, let me just laugh about something OFF subject here. The other night, at Li's grad dinner, we were totally laughing about "double-dutch" stances. Do you know what that is? It's what those girls do right before they enter the double dutch ropes... They'd stand off to the side and kinda rock back and forth until they were ready to jump in. ANYWAY, I made a joke about it - about being like those ghetto girls from southern PG county who'd rock HARD back and forth (with a puckered lip) before jumping in. After I did my impression, we could NOT help but laugh. So then I asked Carrie and Ning what their double dutch stance was, so tell me WHY they did some thing with their arms in the air... It was SO funny. We could NOT stop trying to figure it out. AHAHAHAAH! We came to the conclusion that it was pretty much a northern PG county thing --- we got the ghetto, they got the white. LOL! Awww, I love you double dutchers. You guys rock my world. AHAHAH.

SUNDAY, August 3, 2003
HOT|HUMID. It's been hot as a bitch lately. I hate it, personally... But shouldn't I be used to this by now?! *eh* Whatever. I think the humidity is just gettin' to me, that's all. Heat and humidity make me irate. But it's all good. In the company of good friends, it's TOTALLY gravy. Last night we chilled at Liza's mom's pad for Li's graduation. YiPpiE! Go 'head, gurl! My Goddaughter, Kaila, is one beautiful little girl. I'm gonna be so sad when they leave for Maine in a month! NOOOOOOO!!! *sniff* Awww... And Ave is a cute lil' monster, too. I gotta see these lil' girls a LOT before they up and leave for Brunswick. *cry*

I'm officially on diet mode. I have roughly 3-4 weeks before I head out to Riverside (CA) for the SFC Conference. I'm on a mission to lose 10 lbs. before then. Diet mode starts NOW.

My current song of inspiration: YOU SAID. You can find it on one of the Hillsongs compilations which you'll most likely see in the Christian Music section at your local music store/Best Buy/Target. Check it.

SATURDAY, August 2, 2003
HUNGRY HIPPO. Lately I've been eating like a freakin' hippo. I mean, I was down to a good 179 lbs., but in the past few weeks I've managed to gain like 5 or 6 more in addition. So much for passive anorexia. It's not at all working for me. LOL. ANYWAY. Not that I'm trying to joke on anyone with anorexia. Anorexia is a serious disease that affects many people. Ahd while it personally does NOT affect me, I just use the term freely --- to describe my sometimes non-wanting-to-eat moods. So please don't take any offense... Well, now that I've gotten that outta the way *smile*, let me just tell you that we had a great evening celebrating Cha's b-day in Baltimore. We had dinner at Roy's - that's Chef Roy Yamaguchi's place. He's one of those Wolfgang Puck types, although not too notorious at the moment. But give him some time, and I'm sure he's gonna blow it up on the real. Anyway, the food at Roy's is great. It's just prepared very well, and tasty... I totally recommend it to ANYone. I've done the run of the "shi-shi" restaurants before, and this one borders between "shi-shi" and ultra-fine dining, but it's been one of the best that I've been to. I rank it along with Butterfield 9 and DC Coast.

So anyway - the surprise started off poorly. Everyone was running late - traffic was horrendous. Couldn't help that. But it was just embarrassing. If you do these reservation-types of restaurants often, you KNOW the etiquette. It's quite "cheap" to have to change reservations up and down in any given time frame (especially within a day). And it's even worse to have a large party with people showing-up late. It's just something you DON'T do. But anyway - it was all a very bad misscommunications issue: CORRECT messages were NOT being relayed, messages were NOT being passed-on ON TIME, yada-yada-yada. It was a big mess, and when we were first arriving there, it was worse because it was kind of crowded. But as the night moved on, and the restaurant started to empty, things got a LOT better. THANK GOD.

What made it a great night was that, for the most part, the whole TG was present - and we're not just talking about the usual (the usual being Godfrey, Jun, myself, Elle, Katz, Debz, and Romella...), but we also had Josef, Charisse, and Tyrone - original members of what used to be "the Tuesday group," now fondly referred to as "TG." LONG STORY. ANYWAY. So yeah, we were one complete FAMILY and that was the best. Hope that Cha had a good time. happy birthday, gurl!!

But lesson for the wise here... PLEASE do not do this AGAIN - esp. when you're at a restaurant that requires reservations. And I'm not speaking to anyone in particular, I'm speaking to ANYONE who reads this damn thing, MYSELF INCLUDED CAUSE I WAS ALSO LATE. When you're at a restaurant that bascially requires you to make reservations, and IF you're going to be a part of a HUGE party, then PLEASE... follow the correct protocol:
#1 IF YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE, please advise at LEAST one hour before hand. IF you know you're gonna be late even before that, then by all means PLEASE let someone know EVERY detail (i'm really late, might not make dinner; i'll be 15 mins. late; hold seats for us, we're comin' in a half hour; etc.).
#2 BE courteous to those who are planning the event... they're the ones who have to go through the stares, the comments, and the complaints (if any) that the restaurant staff may have. The event planner is the one who stresses about the plans, NOT the celebrant. The celebrant is there to enjoy his/herself.
#3 IF everyone gets there late, but still receives impeccable service - the party AS A WHOLE should tip generously. Holding-up a server's table (or tables) can cost them valuable TIPS. So compensate them with your generosity. If they add the tip to the bill, then HEEEEEEEYYYY! Yo' a$$ is SET.
#4 Enjoy, have a good time... And just be glad that the celebrant is having a great time, too.
REMEMBER, if it ain't Bennigan's of TGIFriday's or IHOP, and if it requires reservations... pump the etiquette up a notch. Don't treat a dinner experience at TenPenh as if it's a dinner experience at Sweet Water Tavern. Both may have equally exquisite quisine, BUT they're both totally different in terms of ambience. Use your judgement. And if you're out often, learn from your experiences...use what you know. And knowing is half the battle.

BUWAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA! ALOHA!

FRIDAY, August 1, 2003
PAY DAY. Just got paid. Just paid out that pay to bills. So I'm back to where I started: broke-a$$ nigga. Yup, that's me. I'm one broke-a$$ nigga forreal. SAD. But it's ok. I have my life, and I have my health... I've got nothing to complain about. Sure, I can't go off and buy stuff like I usually do, but that's something I'm beginning to get to used to. I had to pay Josef almost $300.00 for my plane ticket to Riverside (CA) today, so that totally set me back. I'm not even going to think about my tax refund, which will totally go to the computer that I just bought. Aside from that, I'm aight. I have some trife hospital bills to cover, but hey... I'd rather pay for healthcare than spending it on other stuff - like clothes that I'll either out-grow (or grow-too-small-for), or trendy things that'll pass, or yada-yada-yada. Even those expensive dinners and weekend drinking sprees are looking less appetizing right now. Well, while I'm in the financial slump, I'm gonna have to just DEAL. I have to learn HOW TO DEAL. Hey, that's that new Mandy Moore movie, eh?! "How To Deal..." AHAHAAH...

Instead of wallowing in the sorrow that are my bills, let's move on. Oh wait, I still have to pay for my SFC Conference registration -- *ACK* I really don't wanna pay for it, but shoot. Might as well. I should start soliciting a "PAY FOR WEN'S CONFERENCE FEE" fund. You think I'm kidding?! Shoot... I'm about to. OK - didn't I say enough about financial woes?! DAYAM!!

So it's Friday, and it's gloomy. I saw on the news last night that it's gonna be trife for the next WEEK. It'll be rainy and trife. I don't really like "rainy and trife." But I guess you gotta just deal with the cards that Mother Nature hands you, right?! Yeah. So - life is fine. Life is good. Life is BEAUTIFUL. That should be my personal mantra: LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL. I'm always saying that... You see me say it on this thing at least once a month; maybe even more. Whatever. While I totally believe that life IS indeed beautiful, right now I personally feel ugly and FAT. GOSH. And I'm sore. Man... that's what I get with my inconsistency at the gym - well, with the weights, at least. I'm sore, It's gloomy outside, and I'm broke. And to top it all off, I feel fat... it's the cherry to top the very, very FATTENING sundae that is my life today. *ARGH*

But it's August, and that means we're getting closer and closer to FALL! OMG, I totally cannot wait until fall! I get to sport my jackets, and coats, and sweaters, and all that other good stuff. FALL is the season for looking your best. Seriously. While summer is all about looking your best NAKED, fall is all about looking your best a la Abercrombie & Fitch. It's when you start to layer the clothing...and the layered look has so much appeal. AHAHAHA... Here I go with my mental babble on what looks are IN and stuff. I don't feel like talking about it anymore.

Last night I saw that they were playing some Mary Tyler Moore show on PRIME TIME. Now I don't know what that was all about, but it was a total TV retrospective. Personally, I never watched the show. I think I may have been too young to care about the prime-time TV sitcom back in the day. I was more concerned with watching "The Muppet Show..." YOU KNOW YOU WATCHED IT, TOO. But yeah, I know that Mary Tyler Moore had a show and that Valerie Harper was in it. So yeah, some Mary Tyler Moore/Valerie Harper show was totally on last night. It was weird. I thought I had stumbled on some history channel or something, but it was straight-up ABC or CBS.

But speaking of "The Muppet Show..." I remember being young in Jacksonville, FL. I may have been in kindergarten. But I'd come home from school, after whining and crying about not wanting to go to school in the AM, ready to rest. My mom would make me take a nap, then she'd wake me up to watch the Muppets, and she'd have a sandwich prepared for me: peanut butter and jelly. YUM! And then after the Muppets, the network would segue to Sha-na-na. OMG, SHA-NA-freakin'-NA! Can you believe I used to watch that ish?! But yeah, I remember those times. I remember those days... when I was young and unassuming. When I had no care in the world. Then we moved to Washington, DC - and the power-bug bit me. I quickly adapted to the "DC LIFE" even as a child. I became mean, fast, and definitely hard-faced. I didn't watch Muppets anymore. Instead, I watched "Superfriends..." And then "Smurfs..." And then I just became mean to everyone and everything. Ahhh, how I love my life.

Can I just tell you that Elliott in the Morning's laugh is the most annoying thing I've ever heard?! He's a smart and witty guy, but that laugh... it's like a cackle that makes you so angry that you just wanna punch your fist through the radio and hit his face so hard that he can't laugh ever again. Do you ever feel that? AHAHA... Oh well. Maybe it's just ME. *rolls eyes*