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| VENT:
i remember when people used to xanga thinly veiled outpourings of emotion. juicy fodder and endless speculation. fb/tw are just status updates of ennui. like, yeah, nobody wants to get dooced, and you're right, i still get the down-low first-hand from my close friends. i guess i just felt more connected with the few xanga subscribers who wrote semi-personal entries semi-often, than the many social-network-only friends who blip quiz results and blithe one-liners. especially frustrating when the character limit impairs function grammar and character count is further diminished by @ and #. don't get me wrong, it's cool, it's huge, and it has it's uses. i just don't think it can replace writing. a fuller expression of thought. and i'm not saying that all the hundreds of friends should blog, cuz some people just can't, but for those of you who used to share wonderful posts, i would love to read them again.
[insert would-be rant here]
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| ONE HOUR:
funny how time warps depending on context. one hour waiting sounds long being on hold, sitting in traffic, sitting out a tantrum. one hour waiting sounds bearable being in line on opening madness, tucking kids to bed. one hour meeting can take weeks, months, years of planning. on hour meeting can happen by chance. one hour of tv, one hour of deep tissue massage. one billable hour. one hour for nap, one hour for phone call, enough?
*sigh* dunno how jack bauer does it mang!
ONE DAY:
i will learn to be patient. but really.
i hate waiting
i hate waiting and seeing people cut in front
i hate waiting despite having an appointment/reservation/meeting scheduled
i hate waiting and then being cancelled upon
i hate waiting and then finding out there is no use waiting
don't be like the dmv. oh snap.
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| TUMBLE.
it seems i haven't appeared in two months! i remember thinking to myself several times, "now that would be something funny to blog about." but the motivation to post it was lacking, and so that was that.
it's actually been nice to, you know, actually talk to people on the phone, and meet up with them in person.
i will leave you with two tidbits from two of my favorite people:
-guy#1 returned from a trip to japan. what does he bring his sigO as a gesture of romance? - a little plastic toy dog that humps when you plug it into a usb port. no, no storage capability, JUST a humping dog. she was like wtf? (not in a mean way, just utter confusion). so he was sad that ishe didn't love it and said... "ok, then you can have the sit-up dog". yep, this dog does sit-ups when plugged in.
-guy#2 said "hey have you heard that catchy trancy r&b'y song?" huh? he hears it on the radio. he uses the nifty phone shazam app to find out.... that it's a pussycat dolls song! "i hate this part." indeed.
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| WHY:
the inevitable finally happened. bebe1 discovered the question, "why?" and asks that pretty much nonstop. along with "what?" if she doesn't understand my explanation. hopefully i won't have to resort to fictitious answers or "because i said so" too often.
she seems to have grown up a lot this month, her last month as a 2-year-old. she says she wants to do things "by self" and "i don't need your help mom." MOM. she calls me mom now. not mommy. *sigh*. she takes her "own" showers.
me: it's time to take your bath:
bebe1: no, i want to take a shower
me: ok let's go take a shower
bebe1: no, i want to do it BY SELF.
me: ok, let me help you get ready
bebe1: no, i want to do it BY SELF
me: can you turn on the water? i don't think you're tall enough yet
bebe1: i can do it. i will jump. you just stand outside on the ground
me: ok
[bebe1 gets inside shower, and tries jumping up to reach the spout, with a most serious and determined expression. dangerous on the slippery shower floor, but she has to work it out. meanwhile, i'm trying my hardest to keep a straight face.]
me: can i just help you get set up?
bebe1: [in the most grudging voice] ok. but then you have to stand outside.
[i pretend to walk outside the bathroom]
bebe1: mom! not outside there! i mean outside here!
me: but i thought you were going to take a shower all by yourself?
bebe1: mooooom, i need you to be heeeeeere.
yes, i just wanted to hear her say that :)
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| OH MY:
1/1 came and went and i didn't even remember to wish happy new year on xanga. HAPPY NEW YEAR! december was fantastic in so many ways, and january is off to a solid start.
i didn't think of any unique resolutions...but if i come up with any, i will try my best to keep them. ;p
random bits of pros:
-vegas. how i love thee. if only for a brief fleeting moment...
-bebe1 seems to be on the tail end of her terrible two stage. sweet goofy girl. who now has bangs again!
-hub is like the hardest working guy i know. but he still took time to play indiana jones (wii) with me over break. that's love. words cannot describe how content i was, sitting there, wiggling my wiimote and nunchuk, reliving the old days of mario double dash. it's like co-op mode, but we don't even have to talk to communicate. we're so cosmically connected. *swoon*
-hub bought bebe2 an enzo before me. i guess i would look a little silly scooting around on a toy ferrari. but i was still mildly jealous.
-my sister! visited me! in taiwan! and got highlights!
-i braved an 11hr flight with both bebes on my own! i totally lucked out because they were very well-behaved that night. but it does open up possibilities...
-my brother! hung out with me! in sf! (it's not the destination, it's the journey along the way)
random bits of cons:
-jetlag, lack of sleep, empathy stress
-zits on my forehead. wtf i thought i was over acne in hs
-losing my favorite lipgloss
i'm trying to think of fun things to do for the next few weekends since hub should be in town. local parks? tahoe? academy of sciences? monterey? disneyland? or perhaps, just stay in and get 100% completion. (in case you were wondering, the kids get dummy wiimotes and pretend to play along. REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY WORKS. now bebe1 says "i don't want to play videogames daddy, i want to play playdoh, i want to read stories." reading is so not hub's thing (this is a guy who chose courses in college based on the number of books on the syllabus) - but he will do it if she asks. :)
anyway, i digress. HAPPY (belated) NEW YEAR and HAPPY (early) CHINESE NEW YEAR (in case i don't post for another long while)!
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