It's been a while.
Went to AC last night. Left not losing my shirt. Good times.

I hate being sick. And I've noticed that a lot of people are ill lately. Not a good way to start the year, but it does give you a little time to think about what you want to do. However, for me, it's another reason to procrastinate on getting started on those resolutions.

Home Alone 3 is totally different from the first two. It doesn't flow at all. And this kid is smarter than the other one. He's all scientific and....stuff. He has all these little home-made inventions. Macauley was cute, but dumb. And this one, it's all high-tech. The "thieves" are trying to retrieve some high tech chip that's gonna ruin the world. Oh, I'm talking about this because it's midnight on a Sunday and I'm awake because I took a nap earlier in the day.

So, in the movie, this kid's bedroom is huge! It's not huge by suburb standards, I guess. It just got me thinking about how my bedrooms from since I was born have gotten smaller and smaller. I think my bedroom now is the smallest one that I've ever lived in, short of the ones I've shared (or my dorm room in college, but at least there was a sink in there).

Why the hell am I watching this?!

Wow, I haven't done very well on my reading list (left).
I haven't touched the first book.
Still working on the second.
Haven't touched the third.
And class is over so I don't have to read that anymore.

I've added EM Forster's Maurice, Margaret Cho's I'm the One I Want, and Mark Simpson's Sex Terror. You would think Margaret Cho's would be the funniest, but it's actually really sad. I'm waiting for the funny parts. And Sex Terror conjures up thoughts of freaky phalluses but luckily this book chronicles "Erotic Misadventures in Pop Culture."

To those who still read this...

Happy Holidays. Love what you got today.

Community, a Quality of the Heart
The word community has many connotations, some positive, some negative.
Community can make us think of a safe togetherness, shared meals, common
goals, and joyful celebrations. It also can call forth images of sectarian
exclusivity, in-group language, self-satisfied isolation, and romantic
naiveté. However, community is first of all a quality of the heart. It grows
from the spiritual knowledge that we are alive not for ourselves but for one
another. Community is the fruit of our capacity to make the interests of
others more important than our own (see Philippians 2:4). The question,
therefore, is not "How can we make community?" but "How can we develop and
nurture giving hearts?"

I don't know why I'm surprised every time, but the vending machines at FIT are always out of Diet Coke.

What? There's a lot of pressure to be thin when you're at FIT. =)

I like Barbara Bush. I think she's the coolest old lady around.

Andy Pettitte's last name has too many t's for just two syllables.

This FIT class has some dumb people in it. DUMB.

Yay! Finally have internet access at home and can access Blogger. It's been blocked at work since July.

But nothing to say. It's been too long.

So, this new apartment I saw has this duplex thing where there's a spiral staircase inside the apartment that goes up to the second level. As I was walking down those narrow stairs that I was trying to navigate ever so gently, I suggested to my roommate walking behind me that we should really have something like a stripper's pole instead to make the trip go faster. She responded, "You mean, a fireman's pole?" Hmmm...what was I thinking?

Ha ha!
http://www.msnbc.com/news/920254.asp

I just like the title.

I think that Beyonce in her newest video looks like Shakira.

Watching When Harry Met Sally at 1 o'clock in the morning. Movie is prelude to Sex and the City and Will and Grace in it's New York-ness, in it's male/female relationships, in it's "the clock doesn't start ticking until 36". Funny, original.

My friend has got me pegged:

"While I was previously considered to be second choice, here is a list of reasons why I would be a better caregiver/nanny than Jelly [this is me]...
1) He wants to take care of a baby because it is cute. However, he is dark sided and will become bitterly disillusioned by the waywardness of little baby. I already know babies are pains in the asses, but love them despite. He will also not care for the baby if it is not cute (uh, but yours will be of course), and he will scorn it and possibly make fun of it. Who needs to be subject to this at the tender age of 2 weeks or even 15 months? (Can't you hear him say, "Would you please stop eating corn? And do something about that newborn acne child, puhlease). He does this even when we visit Pets on Lex.

2) I have changed many a diaper, given baths, burped the baby, assisted in the breastfeeding process, have gone shopping with the baby, fed the baby with a bottle and assembled baby items such as stroller and playtime seater. I know how to tell if the baby is hungry or tired, as opposed to crusty diapered. My sister has even left me alone with her brand new baby while she and my mother went shopping.

3) I know baby songs and how to socialize developmentally with a baby. Do you want your baby to grow up singing, "Dirrrty" by Christina Aguilera?

4) Finally, Jelly = MW. Enough said."

Make that 5 times.

In the last two weeks, I've had arroz con pollo from Le Caridad four times.

Grandma Li who's recovering from a stroke tells me on my last night in Hong Kong that she doesn't need much else in her life; that I be a good boy, for me to find a girl to marry and to have her eldest grandson to have a child. That would be her "dream."

Wha?!?!

Does no health-care professional think that 120 pounds on a 5'8" frame is too light?

Went to doctor today and I mentioned that it was one of my concerns but it wasn't really addressed during the visit.

Eclesiastes 1:10
Is there anything of which one can say,
"Look! This is something new"?
It was here already, long ago;
it was here before our time.

Um, I think that if someone during the time when this Bible verse was written saw, like, a car or a PDA, I bet they would say, "hey, this is something new."