thanks thanks for all the tattoo love and comments.

Best one: I pick up the phone and it’s you saying, “You’re crazy”. Ha ha! I love it.

In the midst of the madness, right now. Final paper time, and I’m cranking out 2 right now after completely flubbing a mediocre job on a poster last night. Man, the one thing I hate about school is the ease at which these huge projects just creep up on you. I know, I know, I know . . . it’s partially my fault for my procrastinating. But honestly, it’s not like undergrad where you work on everything at the last minute. I’ve been working steadily on these projects all semester long . . . and they’re still giant piles of disorganized gunk that I’m wading through, trying to create a plausible thesis without supporting research evidence. Ahh . . . at least none of them are as bad as the crap I pulled to get my master’s. (which I occasionally read to remind myself of how horrible my writing can get.)

Stress stress stress, which really becomes, procrastinate, procrastinate, procrastinate . . . which I happily celebrate. Here’s my favorite current obsessions I pull when I’m staring down a pile of work:

1) Make some tea. You can never drink enough tea, right?

2) Write on this silly blog. (or read old entries again and again until they stop being funny)
3) Rekindle my hopes of writing a novel before I turn 30. Honestly, I’ve been fleshing this out for the last 12 years. I started it as a project in the summer before undergrad and I only ever revisit it when I’m superbusy and don’t have the time to devote to it.
4) Watch one of my 2 favorite shows: Blind Date or Girlfriends. // Shut up, I don’t wanna hear it.

5) Read through the “missed connections” on craigslist in the hopes that maybe, just maybe, someone dropped a missed connection for me or someone I know. // And it’s actually happened before, punk. So stop your laughing.

6) Cook ridiculous amounts of food. Last night, while I was reading some boring articles, I decided to make a 3 course meal: Tofu salad, sauteed peppers&onions with mushroom couscous, and a great vegtable macaroni soup. Yeah, real productive, right?

7) AIM. I’ve just rediscovered this crap recently. Honestly, I rarely use it, but it’s a great way to suck away your time! (hit me up if you wanna: Mad Teds)

Read about the Rockets or the Yankees, especially the fan sites where morons shout at each other about how much Jeff Van Gundy sucks. (what a waste of bandwith, honestly)

9) Drink beer or wine. Why do I keep doing this? I know once I uncork that bottle, I can kiss my work ethic good bye. // But at least, it’s not . . . yeah, I guess I’ll just take one hit, you know, to loosen my mind up. Ha ha! It took me 5 years to learn that sure didn’t work!

10) Pimp you out.

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Oh, I went to a great wedding this weekend of one of my oldest friends. (but someone, I actually don’t really know very well at all. Shocked to be invited.) But, weddings shore iz fun, huh? Especially ones with a bunch of old pals that you would never run into except at a wedding and then you get to catch up with them and then watch some of them akwardly hit the dance floor while you’re still trying to figure out what they’re up to these days and the one pal who’s pathetically single keeps coming over to shmooze the girls. Ho ho ho. But, check me out and my old pal KH, betcha didn’t recognize him, huh?

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Oh, quick note: The Roots are coming June 2 to Austin! Whoo-hoo!

Here’s what blows my mind. The Roots show at Radio City Music Hall in a couple weeks (of which, I’ll actually be in NYC for but won’t be going to cuz I can’t afford the tickets) rolls completely sold out, no big surprise, right? But scalpers on Ebay are throwing them up for $175 a pop! They’re $50 face! And you know what, that makes perfect sense. Cuz the Roots are the greatest hip-hop group of all time and everyone wants to see em live, right?

But here in Austin, tix are $26 a pop and still available! Plus, Blackalicious is opening. What’s up, huh? Man, I love Austin, down here, kids don’t know what time it is. Good, keep it that way. I like my hip-hop affordable, punk.

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Ready for some great news? http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20060425/od_nm/china_bras_dc_1

And here’s a great one. My ex is the featured “Ask a Gotham Rollergirl”. Hmmph, it’s a job I’ve always wanted, darn it! http://gothamgirlsrollerderby.com/ask/

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Oh, one final thought: What’s up with cursing? Since I gave up cursing 2 years ago, it’s slowly started to bother me how casually people throw out f-bombs. Even hard-core Christian friends. What’s up? Am I living in Bizarro world now, where kids who won’t have sex before marraige love throwing out the m.f. word (which, is my personal favorite) but a guy who spent a couple years field testing the effects of THC clams up when some 4-letter words get delicately placed on my clean porcelein table?

stop laughing.

Didja know I got new ink?

(yeah, it’s not really a secret, huh?)

But I wanted to make sure I showed my mom first before I showed anyone else.

(and she flipped out a little bit when she actually saw it, but it’s all cool now.)

So, now that the bag’s out, I can show all of you! Yes, lucky you!

Before:

Ah, a nice blank canvas to work with.

(Note the rolls too. This pic was taken 2 weeks after I ran the marathon!)

After:

2.5 hours and some pain later.

Dig it?

I’m totally excited to finish this up, cuz the artist is really feeling me.

Lemme know whatcha think, dear friends.

First things first, here’s a video of myself from way way way back in middle school that I found online, check it out:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=UC5H0CHjSJ4

Man, my basketball skillz shore dropped over the years.

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so, i spent the weekend in my favorite city: San Francisco. Oh oh oh, how I love ya.

Kicking it for an educational conference, paid for by my awesome research project, and all I had to do was show up and learn some amazing things and party. Wow, I love it.

My highlights: 2 dope veggie restaurants that I’ve been hearing a lot about and finally had a chance to check.

Golden Era, where I had a veggie won-ton soup that brought me back to hong kong as an 8 year-old eating at the outdoor market in Sam Sui Bo. Place does Chinese-Vietnamese in ways that puts Houston to shame. (plus, the girls behind me were gossiping about all the boys they’ve slept with, which was great great eavsdropping fun.)
Mekong, might be one of the best american-style Thai places I’ve been. (not withstanding Sripapai, of course.) However, while eating the excellent Mock Basil Duck and Pumpkin Yellow Curry, I couldn’t really concentrate on the food because of my engagement in some amazing conversation with an old high school pal. You ever just sit and talk and talk and talk, and realize that, hot dog, it’s been done 10 years since we really talked. Fun fun fun. Thanks for hangin with me, Dr. J.

Oh, and I gotta say, some great peoples in my school who I’m trying to emulate, took me to Esperpento, for some delicious Tapas and Paella. Now, I’ve never really been a fan of Tapas, mainly cause so much of it is non-veggie, and Paella either, cuz it’s also full of things that vegetarians don’t eat. But this place was great! Tortilla de Patata, my new favorite tapas. And veggie Paella, that’s actually full of taste and character, and not just some yellow rice with vegtables. Mmmm . . .

Dig, I also got caught sampling sake at Ponzu, with my boss who I just met for the first time. I dig how someone you only know through email becomes someone you can actually talk to face to face, and what better way to chill than to get sloshed. Yep.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot, my cousins took me to XYZ at the W hotel. Nothing but the best. I dig 4-star dining when I can get it. Incredible food and service. But is that a surprise? C’mon, this is the W, the place yuppies go to look cool and pretensious. (and that’s why I was there!)

But, biggest highlight in San Fran? Ghiradelli, which puts out top notch stuff. And by that, I mean, the store near my hotel kept giving away free chocolate to sample. So much so, that I felt bad and bought a hot chocolate that almost knocked me over. Man, they know how to make good drinkable gourmet chocolate. But, c’mon, I hear you say, Ghiradelli, please. I know, I know. Of course, I made the Scharffen Berger dash. Not as prevalent with the tourist, but still, hands down, the best chocolate made in the USA. No doubt.

“Hi, my name is teddy, and I’d like to have a bite of each and everyone of your chocolate bars please.”

(Oh, here’s something ill I found. So, even at the mad-touristy, over-priced Ghiradelli store, I scoped the ultra-dark chocolate, like the 60% and above only. All of it, even the extra-premio 72% stuff contained: Milk. Or Milk powder. What’s up with that? For shame, Ghiradelli. For shame, putting milk into you ultra-dark chocolate? Man, I hope them vegans take you down. Unite!)

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Whoa, now. What’s up? Man, you go all the way to the Bay and all you talk about is eating again?

You got problems.

Okay, fine. Here’s something more family friendly. Today, I said bye to 2 very dear dear friends. One of them I’ve known for about 9 years now. The other for about 8. Each of them, I’ve loved and cherished over the years. But, to tell you the truth, I never really got to see them very much. And, actually, as I got older, I felt a little embarrassed to have them around me all the time. You know, they just kinda didn’t grow and mature as I did.

Ahh, parting is such sweet sorrow.
I’m gonna miss you guys. (well, technically, you’ll still be there. just, underneath everything else.)

And you too, sorority girl flower.

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