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I saw the documentary film Food Inc. the other day. It was a good film. A tale of the food industry's conglomerate greed manipulating farmers. money, and government to manipulate the American consumer.

Total senioritis kicking in right now.

Jebus, I'm so exhausted. I sometimes feel like I'm going to collapse but I keep standing and moving. My vacation is coming up and I'm super stoked.

I'm testing out this new dog food for June. It's from the Blue Buffalo brand of pet food. Their claim to fame is that real meat is the first ingredient in their pet foods. They also have real(ish?) vegetables in the food. June seems to like it so far, and she's a pretty picky eater. The first bowl of food I gave her, I mixed in a half portion of the new food with the old food and she was digging in. I've never seen her dig into her food like that before with dog food. I got her a small bag of the duck dog food and it's not terrible. You can kinda taste the duck.

I just acquired the beloved Japanese anime "Akira" and am awaiting to watch this acclaimed film. I remember my oldest brother had the VHS and laserdisc version of the movie and he wouldn't let me watch it because I was "too young." It always peeked my interested because I always wondered what I was missing. Since then I had to psych myself thinking if I was "adult" enough to watch it. Heaven knows I've watched weirder stuff since then.

You know what else he hid from me? Leisure Suit Larry. I'm gonna get an emulator and play that damn game, too. I have a feeling that it'll never be my Monkey Island replacement because MI is perfect. Fricken' perfect.

There was a guy in high school who I got him hooked on the few things I was super passionate about in HS, "The hitchhiker's guide to the universe" books and the Lucas Arts adventure game series which included the Monkey Island series, Day of the Tentacle, Sam and Max, Maniac Mansion, and Full Throttle games. He used to call me for tips on how to pass a certain puzzle in those games.

Jab and I went to a party on Friday and I totally crashed early. My four hour sleep nights couldn't handle the rebellion. The pre-party was sick.

Happy birthday to my sister on Saturday. For her present I bought her dinner at F.O. and she totally liked the burger despite the traffic and the seating situation.

Happy father's day. We took our dad to dim sum on Sunday and I'm glad he had an insider give us a table early or we'd be standing forever outside of 888. It was nice to go to dim sum again. We haven't gone in a long time. I miss going, watching the carts move, and having the chicken feet. Hmm... feet.

Work stinks. Good thing I have a vacation soon.

Although today was a pretty heavy physical day at work, I'm not feeling it now like I did a few hours ago. I darn well know that I didn't recover just yet.

You would think that I'd be getting sick of my minimalist meals but it seems to be a little interesting. I did want some chili fries for lunch, though. Maybe I should take one day out of the week to food-splurge.

I didn't do much this weekend. Hung out with the fellas, saw the new A-Team movie, and went to class. The movie was okay up until the end where you're watching the most insanely dumb final fight scene. It was nothing but a pipe bomb of "WTF, did they really think that's believable?"

On Sunday I ditched an invite to a car show down in Murrieta. I would've totally have gone if it wasn't so darn far. I couldn't make it due to time, but I'll try to make it next time.

C'mon payday. Get here sooner.

Hi, just checking in. I haven't much to say mostly because there's nothing really to talk about.

I've been trying to eat kinda minimalist lately just to see what my limits are. I don't think I'm going to go all David Blaine with it all, but we'll see. Does he still do magic anymore? I'm getting close to perfecting the hard-boiled egg. That's exciting to me. Eggciting.

I'm tired. I need to take my vacation soon. Hopefully, that'll recharge my batteries. I have this sneaking feeling that while relaxing, I'll be prone to buy some fun stuff.

There's a bunch of things happening this weekend, but nothing really "wow!" Who knows... maybe it'll "wow!" me when it happens.

Another fun short weekend. A movie and a trip to IE was the highlights. I was/am extremely tired but I choose to chug forward. Man, I could go for some more burgers. I was surrounded by my best friends. Thanks for that, guys.

I'm tightening the belt a little more just to see how I can tighten even more. Yeah, yeah. I don't really tighten that much, but I probably should.

Summer is here and I'm looking forward to sweating off more poundage.

I feel like I'm trying to climb out of a hole that gets deeper and deeper. No, I'm not talking money this time.

Something deep inside me was telling me that something amazingly good should happen today, but alas, it didn't. Well, I'm here, aren't I? That's something to celebrate. Who knows what could've happened to me. I still can't shake it. It felt like something just mind-blowing should've happened and things should've fell into place.

Do things fall into place or do we have to make things happen? I've gotten in my own close calls, so luck does exist.

I'm not the one you hate, okay, so just shut up.

The weekend should've been a total chill session but I busted my hump for a bbq my brother was supposed to set up on Memorial Day. I'll touch on that later. Class on Friday was closed for the holiday, so I missed yet another week.

Saturday felt like the weekend that should've been. I chilled with Bill and saw a movie and ate pho. Afterwards I finally got my car washed. I couldn't catch up with Shaun because he wasn't working that day. He was studying. I'm still surprised how well they cleaned the interior. So much dog fur.

I had lunch with my brother on Sunday and we checked out some folding bikes. One was super nice but cost as much as my last car. That particular bike was like the Rolls Royce of folding bikes compared to the other ones we saw. It set the standard pretty high. We later went to the market after my hopes of picking up a folding bike was dashed. I spent the rest of the Sunday and Monday morning prepping food and cleaning the grill. The theme for this bbq apparently was "kabobs... or food on sticks." That was a ton of work. At least I attempted to make a cake on the grill. New things, new challenges, eh?

I had a dream last night despite the short time I was actually asleep. I was sitting and you looked at me and asked, "are you mad at me?"

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The day started off rocky. A 10 minute job turned into an almost 2 hour chore. Boy, are my arms tired.

I've been just daydreaming a lot lately. Working really gets in the way of daydreaming. I think I decided that my dream job would be me being part of a think tank. It sounds like a job for the lazy, and it probably is, but I think it'd be fun.

Thanks for the texts. I was starting to think my phone stopped working.

By now, the smoke has cleared from the stage at the Troubadour. Most of everyone has left and is probably already home by now. The floor outside the club is littered with flyers for upcoming shows. Nada Surf is probably having a small after party instead of a rager because they need to prep for tomorrow's show and get some rest.

Through out the night, the vibe was positive. Everyone was waiting patiently and not at all fidgetty. There was only one band opening, but we purposely missed them and got something to eat first. When the band took stage, it was a collective "oh boy" moment.

Now that I know how shows go and have become a seasoned veteran, everything feels different. I don't scan the room like I used to to see if I recognized anyone. I wonder if any old AO people were there.

The show was fun, and the music was amazing. We totally called the songs in the encore. It's hard to believe I used to spend so much time at that place, and now I don't. But it's good to know that while only the technology in the place has changed, the feeling I have while inside engulfed in music with other kindred spirits hasn't changed at all.

How I'm not on the floor tired is beyond me. I walked June, biked to work, worked, biked back home, walked June, and headed to class. June does need a good brushing, and I've been putting it off. She looks like a hobo's dog, which isn't that far off.

I kinda feel like staying up all night watching TV. I'm going to watch the season finale of Fringe soon but I want to go beyond. I still have the "Must See TV" line-up to keep up with. Ah, if only I had the day off tomorrow. Memorial day will be a nice day of rest. I wonder if I'll go to the cemetery that day.

Payday! Lord (or equivalent) knows every little bit helps.

I wonder if I'll feel up to riding to work. If I'm psyched enough, I'll force myself anyways.

A rut is coming and I need to prepare or prep. I need something to excite or motivate me.

I'm lazing about planning this next trip. I wanna go, but it seems like there's no rush, but I really want to leave.