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I took some time off and maybe still aren't ready to say anything of speak. I hung out with some drinks and fried garbanzo beans with RJK and things were put in perspective. It's weird how time flew and things happened for the better or worse.

I still feel like I should fight for what I want, but sometimes I feel like if it doesn't make any kind of difference.

Ugh. Stay positive.

I'm starting to yearn for time travel. I don't want to go back far, just a week. That time I hung around La Puente, skipped the crowded night market and had wine and tapas with RJK, and went to class.

Dreams and drunk stupors all seem to be disappointing lately.

The past weekend had neither tapas nor Puente and my mind floated into space, far, far, away. If today was any indication on how this fast this week will move, then it's gonna be a long week.

I just finished walking June and made an omelette and coffee. I got this coffee at FP and I was making it all wrong before. This stuff needs to be made stronger than the cheapo stuff at Ralphs. Still trying to collect what happened yesterday.

I was in downtown La Puente (yeah, who knew?) on a mini date. Just coffee and chatting. You know, the usual get-to-know-you stuff. All important stuff.

We parted ways and I wasn't ready to go home, so I decided a nice pint or two to reflect on was a perfect idea. I went to the spot and it seems lately I am able to sneak away with a free beer. The previous time the bartender forgot to add a beer to my tab, and yesterday a guy couldn't hold his own and spilled his beer on me. He was really appolgetic and bought me a beer. That's always a good appology.

I've been feeling very "quiet" lately. I'm just not in the mood to hear my own voice. It feels like I need to place my head on a pillow and just let it all doze away, but it isn't like that. My brain is being super stubborn.

Did you know that your scalp spirals and dictates how your hair grows? It spirals left or spirals right. I happen to have two spirals and according to Chinese lore, that means a sign a stubbornness. +1 on correctness. I think I'm the only one in the family that has two.

Here's a start to another week. Last week felt really long. The weekend seemed like it couldn't have gotten here sooner, but once it did, it flew by quickly.

The weather on Saturday was pretty amazing. I had planned on a bike ride after a trip to the mechanic but I didn't have to so I drove around town. I ate a "traditional" English (UK) breakfast, but the star was clearly the Young's Chocolate Stout.

I cooked a huge meal for Easter. I still think it's weird that we have an Easter dinner. I guess it's just our excuse to eat a bunch of ham.

This weekend certainly flew by. Saturday, especially. I was fortunate to spend a Saturday crawling around downtown with RJK sampling drinks and eating our way through the city. It's been a while since I had a margurita and I'm glad I had one done right. It was agreed that the best spots didn't involve themselves with the beer-a-thon. The night ended perfectly with oysters. Who could ask for more?

I have to remember to add a few dates on the Google Calender and set to alarm.

If eating Cheetos and whiskey created dreams like I had last night, then I need to go to the market and get more Cheetos and whiskey. To recreate such a dream, the Cheetos must be not Xtreme nor Flamin'. Just regular. And the whiskey must be Jack Daniels (duh), always. Well, it couldn't hurt to experiment with jalapeno Cheetos and Glengoyne blue. If only my dreams came true. Le sigh.

This week is moving pretty fast, isn't it? With the news I'm hearing, it's a pretty big week for everyone. Lives are changing for both the better and unfortunately the worst.

I seem to spend most of my weekends recently trying to leave the house and stay gone. On Saturday I browsed some bikes, but browsing is dangerous when you don't have the moolah to back it up. It's a good thing I didn't find one I loved, or I'd be selling blood to afford it. Once I got tired and defeated at looking and not touching, I went down to what seems like my spot lately and did some patio drinking. The sun on my face, the wind on my back, and a pint in my hand. It could get better. :\ But it could also be worse. :|

After class I had a huge craving for a Bloody Mary and a pizza. I swear I wasn't hungover. I hardly ever crave pizza, but the Fun Guy pizza at Mohawk Bend was quite nice. Too many hipsters and bad parking, but alright nonetheless.

Yesterday, the flood gates almost opened and I almost wanted to do something crazy. The moon was out this weekend and I had to resist doing crazy things when the moon tells me to do so.

Still sick. I usually feel the worst right when I go to sleep or early on in the morning. I would get a small pounding headache everytime I coughed. It is getting better and all this time to myself is getting me thinking about a bunch of stuff. Some lingering thoughts and ideas, but mostly random musings. I'd like to take the day off from work tomorrow, but I feel a day off is wasted when you're only mildly sick. You have to go both ends of the sick spectrum; either really sick, or feeling super and you just don't want to ruin it by going to work.

I guess I'll watch more TV or something.

Based on todays weather conditions and just the right timing, I had a spell of deja vu. I kinda got sad about it just because I remember feeling completely different the first time it happened (pre deja vu). The circumstances were the same; I cleaned out my room, the sun was warmer than usual, and the wind blew innocently. Instead, I remember talking to you on the phone about something totally useless.

Being sick is kinda great because I get to skip everything and just take care of myself. I fixed my laptop keyboard and it only cost me $11. Another great moment in taking apart something. As I said earlier, I cleaned. I also made myself a new floor desk for only $17 at Ikea. Goodbye to my cardboard box desk.

I think I'm ready.

The keyboard on my laptop is busted and now it's totally not space-saving having to connect a regular keyboard to it just to type. Although, it is better for my shoulders so that's a plus.

Hung out with the fellows to catch a early movie. It was sequal to a movie about some sort of "rider" who is also a ghost of some sort, who knows. The movie was utterly terrible. It really didn't put me at ease when one of my friends said it was better than the first one. I had to scan the room at parts of the movie to see if others were groaning like I was, but it was too dark to see.

Afterwards, I met up with an out of town friend at the big temple on the hill. We talked about stupid people and why they annoy us. Just the usual gab

There's another 3-day weekend that I didn't have at work. Blech.

RJK came to class today because she thought it would help with her amnesia. I tried to jog her memory with tales of the past and quirky traditions. She'll one day remember that she one wrestled 8 bears, spoke 9 languages, none of which is Mandarin, and she always got the first round.

On the downer side, I'm starting to wake up super early again for some unknown reason.

I just got back from class thinking that I don't know nothing. Thanks, Operation Ivy. Not that I got my ass handed to me, but it feels like I still don't know much of anything and I have a long way to go.

I'm feeling a little weird lately. Cat said that it's supposed to be our year, but it's already February and it definitely doesn't feel like it's off to a good start.

The moon looked amazing today. I think it was a full moon, so I'm glad I'm indoors away from doing any damage. I'm more werewolf than vampire. Is that team Jacob? Now I know how girls feel when guys talk Star Wars. Twilight is Star Wars for the ladies.

I felt so disgusted when I saw the commercials for the entire Star Wars saga to be shown in theaters in 3D during the Super Bowl. I will not spend another dime to see those craptastic episodes 1 - 3. Those were the worst.

Hi,

A few things happened since I last wrote, but I can only remember even fewer things. I've been self-medicating a lot and now I gotta take it easy.

I've finally seen Wilco, and I've seen them hard. Back-to-back nights. The vibe was great and intoxicating. It was a overwhelming feeling and it made me feel good. Being too cheap to pay for parking, I got to walk the town to and from the venue and see and take in everything around me.

Then stuff happened in between... probably not important nor interesting (?)

I went to a few parties this weekend. Both fun but also way too different. Brian gave me a full mini bar worth of products that makes me look like a giant in perspective. Too much eating and medicating this weekend. I feel like the total fatty. I can't wait to ride the bike on a regular basis.

I can't wait for that tax refund moolah to come in. Ka-ching.

I just got back watching Wilco perform at the Palladium in Hollywood. At long last it I finally saw Wilco perform. They were great. They played a terrific set list, and the sound was amazing. And for a bonus, they did two encores. I can't remember the last time I saw two encores.

I didn't do much of anything this weekend. I just had to get out of the house. I mostly drove around and hanging out at a bar. On my trip to Trader Joes I saw Mythbuster's own Grant Imahara. I could go for some chips and salsa right now.

Happy New Year. Cat says this one should be good to me. Bring it, new year.