Recently a friend realized that how little she knew about me. She asked me whether I was "a non-divulger or [whether she was]....just totally self-centered? Anyone who knows her might think otherwise but the answer of course is I'm a "non-divulger." Where do people find the courage to let themselves go like that; to entrust someone to thoughts and emotions that basically define the person and then to risk rejection of those verbalized things?

I read somewhere that many men think that "the love of a good woman will cure any of his ills." I don't believe it. I just can't imagine such a grace.

I read an op-ed article by Thomas Friedman of the Times. Well-written, witty and informative. When making my next statements, I'm assuming that writers follow the rule to only write what they know. By virtue of writers doing what they do (write), they are some of the most intelligent (not just knowledgeable, though certainly that) people in society. In order to write, you need to know. Know the facts, know how to connect, know the history, know the present, know how it'll shape the future.

I know squat, which is reflected in my blogs.

Last night, I watched 4 (count 'em: FOUR) Law & Order's in a row. Four hours from 9-1am. I was kinda packing, kinda watchin'. Good show. It doesn't make me want to be one of the lawyers or the cops. If anything, it shows me how easily I can end up one of those people committing the crimes. Like a regular, everyday, neurotic, psychotic New Yorker.

Regarding Abercrombie and Asian T-shirts (http://www.cnn.com/2002/BUSINESS/asia/04/19/sanfran.abercrombie.reut/index.html):

I think the t-shirts are kinda funny and I don't take offense but I do agree that they should not be sold.

I get home from work late these days. So when I (immediately, no less) turn on the TV after I get in, I'm catching Law and Order instead of the sitcoms. So, these past few weeks, I've been watching all the Law & Orders, all flavors, all the rotating casts. There's the regular one, SVU, and CI.

People have some of the most ****ed up reasons and motivations to commit the crimes that they do. It's amazing how jealousy, ignorance, stupidity, love, fear, lust can drive someone to do some of the most heinous things. Of course, it's not all about gore. Illegal activities come in all forms. I wonder what would drive me to the edge?

From Snapple cap: Slugs have 4 noses.
From Joe Li: "Good to know."

From CNN:
Male frogs exposed to even very low doses of a common weed killer can develop multiple sex organs -- sometimes both male and female -- researchers in California have discovered.
From Joe Li:
"Whoa!"

With all the meetings I set up to bring different parts of the firm and the vendor together, I quickly thought: hope this all works out. Then I realized that I never pray about the work that I do at my job. I pray about getting another job, but never about the success of my current one. But it just struck me as funny. In college, I never prayed about getting into another college. I prayed about doing well on the work at the current college. Granted, I theoretically can change jobs more easily than I could have changed schools. All this is not to say that I'm going to start praying about the work that I do now though.

I think I'm going to stop playing guitar (or learning to play the guitar) because it's making my fingers look ugly. I don't think what I'm getting are callouses, either. It's a funky flatness.

terms i hear at work that kinda annoying but i'm starting to use myself

1. circle back - let me circle back to bob on that and i'll get back to you
2. low-hanging fruit - well, now that we've gotten to all the low hanging fruit, we need find more savings
3. keep me honest - bob, keep me honest here, my understanding is that the cost would be absorbed by the vendor.