Some how in some sick and twisted way I found tickets on craigslist for the Thursday showing of Wicked for just about face value. Earlier this week on a whim Joy and I were on ticketmaster looking for tickets, but alas there were none to be found. I had no idea that the show has been sold out for months now, and the only available tickets left were the really expensive variety. The seats weren’t absolutely the best, but the theatre is pretty small so you’ll always have a decent view. The show made up for it by far. I had some idea what the story line was, but it was a very enjoyable musical. There were some drama, some laughs, and a pretty good story line to tie in with the movie.
Afterwards i really wanted to go somewhere cheap to eat but the only thing i could figure out where to go was back to Mozza, and it ended up being a good decision because we split a pizza and a glass of wine, and Bryant sent over a couple appetizers too. Its nice to have good friends everywhere.
Jonathan has had his Bally’s membership for over a year and a half now, and has only gone twice, so we started our spartan training this evening. Looks like i’m going to be joining bally’s since it’ll be half the cost of what i’m paying now for 24 hour fitness, which i’ve basically stopped going to. In six month i might reach my goal of benching my own weight which is thankfully pretty low. Its good to know that i’ve been getting stronger without actually having doing anything specific, because I actually benched a whole 95lbs, which is the most i’ve ever done, and please don’t laugh its a first. I’m going to be hurting on Friday.
Friday also happens to be the day that i will be doing my taxes, getting the keys to my new apartment, and heading up to Mammoth for one last hurrah with David. I’m sorry that i’ll be missing Debbie and Pish’s baby shower, but i know i wont be missed with so much other family from out of town here for the weekend. My apartement is basically packed, and im ready to go. My current apartment was a nice place to live, but i’m going to be sure to enjoy have a bedroom door to close, and a parking space to leave my car in. I trully understand the importance of having your own place to park when you come home from anywhere.
Dream recap: The only part that i could remember was basically running with a bunch of friends, and it turns out that we’re in some sort of race. We all run past the finish line and everyone is celebrating. Thats most of what i can remember from it. I checked out dreammoods.com to look up what running may mean and this is what it said.
To dream that you are running away from someone, indicates an issue that you are trying to avoid. You are not taking or accepting responsibility for your actions. In particular, if you are running from an attacker or any danger, then it suggests that you are not facing and confronting your fears. To dream that you are trying to run but cannot make your feet move as fast as you want them to, signifies lack of self-esteem and self-confidence. It may also reflect your actual state of REM paralysis while in the dream state. To dream that you are running alone, signifies that you will advance to a higher position and surpass your friends in the race for wealth. Alternatively, you may be running from some situation or from temptation.
To dream that you are running with others, signifies festive and prosperous times.
Festive and prosperous times huh? Anyways i thought that was something interesting to share.
I also found this article about a theory of why we sleep pretty interesting. Basically it said that we use sleep to store more deeply things that we learned during the day. Get your sleep people, it’ll make you smarter.
Life is grand, and sometimes i just wish that i could at least slow down time. Last year my life was so focused on work, and it was good. It was something that i needed to do. It was well worth it because the business would not be where it is now if i didn’t dedicate my life to it. Even after those countless nights being in the office till 10, 11, 12, 1, 2, even 3 in the morning, and getting countless instant messages from friends and family to go home, i knew what i had to do. This weekend marks a year for moving out to LA, and this weekend also is when im moving into my new apartment in Santa Monica. One mile closer to the beach, … sweet.
Work is still busy, and things are going well, and now im getting a chance to just being out in LA. Its basically the same feeling i had when i was in college when i knew that i had it easy being in school, had friends to go things with, and didn’t have a care in the world.
More motivation came when Joy took the plunge to join my sister and I on the disney half marathon. We started training on saturday by running from Santa Monica to Venice pier and walked back to eat some waffles at the omelette parlor on main street. Later in the afternoon we took a drive up in our stinky clothes up to Malibu where the surf was up, and the beers were out again at Neptunes Net, and oddly enough somehow missed Jonathan and Janelle who also drove up in their motorcycle to eat there. On the way back into the city we took our time, and just cruised even below the speed limit to enjoy the sun, and breeze. Somehow i will find a way to slow down time.
I can vivdly recall this one time back in jr. high, i was given this mini milkyway candy bar, not just the halloween size one, but the tiny square one. I just want to savor it for as long as i could, so i didn’t just pop it in my mouth and finish it off, but rather I would take small bites out of it so that it would last me a little bit longer.
I also read that if you can delay a good event for the right amount of time, you basically get to enjoy the moment twice. Their example was like if you gave someone a gift certificate to a nice restaurant, people would hold off from using it right away, basically to enjoy the experience twice. The first one was the anticipation, getting to think about what they were going to order, and how delicious it was going to taste, and the second was when they actually sat down and got to eat it. I guess though that it only works if you know that its going to be good, and its even better when the end results are way better than what you expected them to be.
After many weeks, maybe months, ok years of abuse of our livers, we have implemented a mandatory eight glasses of water at work. I’m sure my liver, kidney, and every other alcoholic sponge in my body is thanking me, but now my bladder is taking a beating. Seriously how do you expect me to get any work done if i have to constantly have to go to the bathroom every 15 minutes? The only next logical step is to build a urinal underneath the desks so we don’t have to get up so many times. Its the love hate relationship i give my poor liver,… here’s some water, are you ok? … healthy now? … good now have some more beer … hahahah … poor poor liver.
300 was a great movie, and now i understand how a 9:55pm showing in culver city could be so close to selling out. I’m so ready to hit the gym and just start pounding the weights till i get my greek body. Hoping not to sound too gay, but even i was amazed at how ripped all the guys were. The story was really good, and the imagery was crazy good. There were some female boob action going on too which always is a plus.
The movie concluded a very good weekend, so good that i couldn’t fall asleep last night, and now im paying the price of it. The original plan for sunday was to head out to Laguna beach to shoot the engagement photos, but the day was completely overcast, and the lighting wasn’t very good for their hawaiian theme needs. That worked out just fine because i ended up picked up ben to go for a run at the beach, eat breakfast at the santa monica farmers market, then proceeded to help him paint his bathroom. It was nice to get away from the computer screen.
As everyone else in this city was dressed all out in their green clovers, and cramming into the local irish pub, I instead went to AOC out near the Farmer’s Market/Grove. Joy was kind of enough to accompany me for some fine food, and fine wine. The menu of food and wine were quite impressive and i had no idea what i was reading. We had a lot of help from our very nice waitress who picked a delicious fruity chardonnay for us to drink, and a really firm goat cheese to start with (she wasn’t kidding when she said it was firm). For our meal, i went a little nuts when ordering, but it was all really good. We started with a Blood Orange, and Beet salad, then some roast fish (the best), arroz negro with squid, by this time we were actually pretty full, but then our order of pork confit, and sweet potato and bacon dishes came out. Sadly we didn’t bring our cameras, so you’ll just have to pick our brains if you want to know more.
Afterwards i dragged Joy out to Arsenal to Sung’s 30th birthday. We had some drinks while a ton of Sung’s friends came to with wish him a happy birthday. I had to sadly leave early because i was suppose to shoot some engagement photos for Ben’s sister early in the morning. It was still one of the best nights i’ve ever had.
Bill Bufford of Heat said in his book, that while making pasta, a thousand times over that he was able to do it without thinking. His mind was allowed to wander, to think about other things in life, he found the idea of Zen, or it was just he was really bored. I’ve recently happened upon this feeling while playing Guitar Hero 2 here at work. In the beginning I had the most difficult time controlling my fingers individually, and made mistake after mistake. Then when i let go of the mind and just started to play i was able to play some songs to point where i was almost watching myself play. My mind can’t believe what the body was doing without it basically. Only until i think about what my fingers are doing, that i start to mess up again. The same goes for when i go snowboarding, i guess thats why a couple years ago i was ready to hang up the board. Too many thoughts and worries would enter the mind as the body had full control over sliding down a mountain at some 20-40mph without a care in the world. The mind and body are a funny thing, because you can’t live with one alone.
johnny: happy ides of march
Tracy Parks: STAB STAB STAB STAB STAB STAB STAB STAB
johnny: et tu white boy?
Tracy Parks: MORTIS TYRANIS
March 14 … 3.14 … Pi Day! The mathematical constant thats irrational. The never ending digit. Back in high school our math teachers would actually bring in pies to eat on this day, but for some reason i never got any. I guess it was because i was never really good at math, so i never really got along with my math teachers. Yeah thats right, im asian and not good at math, don’t ask me. I’m more of language kind of person, maybe not the english language, or spanish for that matter, but i do understand computer language! I know, i’m still a nerd at heart.
The 49ers will be traveling to Columbus, Ohio for its first round game in the 2007 NCAA Championships. Long Beach State is the No. 12 seed and will take on the No. 5 seed, the University of Tennessee. The 49ers and Vols will play the second game of the day, slated to tip off at approximately 2:45 pm (EST).
I never did make it to a game while i attended but then again they never had a chance of making the tournament while i was there either. I think im going to rock my CSULB sweater until they lose. Good job guys, here looking to wearing my sweater pass this weekend.
If you guys want to join my NCAA pool the link is here. The group ID is: 23623 and password is: 1111.