dissonance

A fortnight

The first pangs of anxiety hit me last night as I organized my apartment.

In two weeks it will be my last day of work in San Diego.

In two weeks my apartment will be devoid of any of my belongings, save for two large suitcases.

In two weeks I will be saying goodbye to a city I've lived in for almost exactly 9 years.

In two weeks it all ends and begins again.

No boba, but still worth it

This last trip home was one of the best. I got to see a lot of my friends, but the coolest thing was that a lot of my friends got to meet each other!  It was a definite example of "my friends are your friends" and did my eyes decieve me or was there exchanging of phone numbers?  The exchange was between girls, no doubt with plans of wreaking havoc in the fair city. Without me I might add, hrmph.  Just kidding, I love that everyone got along splendidly and I'm just sad I won't be here to partake in the shenanigans. But hey ladies, come out to the UK and I will show you a fine time, hopefully amongst a company of cute British accents.

There's pics in the album, but not nearly enough to show the good times we had that night.  Need proof?  It comes in the form of:

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, that is beer pong and it is set up somewhere that is not a frat house.  You buy a pitcher of beer, find an opponent, and GAME ON.

Speaking of game on:

Aww yeah, shmee is representin' all up and down this wesSIDE!  "FRISCO" was us too, as was "LONDON".  It probably goes without saying that our scores got progressively worse as the vodka tonics flowed.  Oh and "MIYON" was us too of course.  Take THAT, Cindy!

On Sunday I went to church and man, that visit is always surreal.  My parents' friends have a crazy knack for making me feel like a baby AND and old maid simultaneously via the cunning conversation thus:

Hateful congregation: Sooo did you graduate from college yet?
Innocent Shmi: Uh, I graduated 6 years ago. I'm working now.
Hateful congregation: 6 years ago!!  And you're still not married yet?  What's holding you up?
Innocent Shmi: ...

Anyway, I don't feel that bad about it, because the church, they are ghet-TO

Yes, those are coffee stirrers in a biohazard container.  Yes I used one and no I don't have the bubonic plague. Yet.

But let me end this post on a positive note:

I have the most adorable nephew EVAR

Caiden, dahling, flash a smile for the audience.

Varsity team

Remember those sports team pictures you took in high school with the cheesy poses?

Happy Friday!

Brain: You're on notice!

US -> UK countdown = 23 days

TWENTY-THREE DAYS

Actually that's not so bad.  That's what, 3 weeks.

THREE WEEKS

Oh shit that sounds worse.  Ok, back to 23 days.

This afternoon I've noticed that I've been stopping mid-laughter.  I can't freely consume happy moments anymore because my thoughts keep interrupting, "You better enjoy this 'cause you're leaving soon you know!"  How can I enjoy it when my stupid brain is being Debbie Downer?

I think my brain is going through some weird phase in response to this move.  Because on top of being completely uncooperative about having fun, when I actually have to be productive and get shit done it somehow convinces me that a nap is really the way to go.

Additionally, the brain has a very strange notion about England.  At lunch I asked my friends if it would be wise to stock up on all my toiletries now before I leave.  As if the UK is some third world country without shampoo and lotion.  (And considering the recent airline scares, it's probably a better idea to leave that stuff behind.)  And why am I even thinking about stupid things like making sure I have a bottle of Herbal Essences over there, when I really should be concentrating on more pressing matters like, oh I don't know, selling my car?

By the way:  Bonfire on August 26.  Doit.

Dude, it's just music

Last night I went to a Death Cab for Cutie concert.  Well correction, I listened to Death Cab for Cutie's concert from across the harbor as they performed at Bayside.  It was nice sitting on the stairs of the convention center, and the sound was good enough just to make out what song they were playing and sing along.

But compared to the last time I saw them I was in a totally different place in my head.  Tiny Vessels still a bastardy type of song, but it fails to move me as much as it did back then.  I have a sneaking suspicion it's because I can't relate to it as much. 

And this is a good thing.

Enough time has passed that I just shake my head at my foolishness.  I smirk at the thought of how sad I used to be.  How could I have been so taken? So easily charmed?  So quickly enchanted?  So EMO?  That's enough of that, I'm through with it.

And this is a good thing?

Because other songs that used to catch my breath, absently smile, and sigh with hope have also lost some of their charm.  I can't relate to them anymore either.

Hopefully this slump isn't anything some snakes on a plane can't cure.  Did ya hear that?  Snakes on some mothereffin planes y'all.

And you thought the crush was over

Ok everyone knows I am a fan of Garden State (fan may be too subtle of a word) so it's no surprise that I CANNOT WAIT for The Last Kiss.  Fine it looks like it's just Garden State plus a few more years, but how is that possibly a bad thing considering it has been a few years since Garden State?

And par for the course, Braff put together a brilliant soundtrack.  I already own 4-5 of those songs already, but that only strengthens my conviction that he would have a fabulous time at my dinner party.

So the movie comes out September 15.  This poses a slight logistical problem because my flight to England is on September 9.  Does anyone know what kind of lag time there is between films being released in the states and then the UK?  Otherwise I'm relying on stumbling across an unbelievably good deal on a last minute flight to the states in order to catch this film.

Bout time for some pics

I didn't realize how long it's been since I uploaded pics until today when I had to update the ad for my car.  The camera had 188 pictures, starting all the way back to my cousin's birthday in June through Vegas on Saturday night.

That's right, Vegas baby!

It was my first ever lastminutelet'sjustdoit roadtrip to Vegas.  It started as a half-joking suggestion by Zac at Sario's birthday but with the England move hanging over my head, I called BS and before you know it, Kathy gets into the act and we're off on the 15.  Judging by the pictures, I believe we had a good time.  Judging by the fact I slept about 20 hours when I got home, I'd say we had an excellent time.

On Friday I went to a cooking class with Marisa at Great News. Check out the woefully neglected foodblog for details.  Well in like 20 minutes after I actually update it.  Starting now.

aka Totally Awesome Moments

Schadenfreude

I've never heard this word before and yet today I've seen it twice on two completely separate blogs.  I'm just posting it because I want to jump on the bandwagon before it becomes a bandwagon.

Schadenfreudes I'm looking forward to:

• You're at a cafe. You spot Cute but a Little Conceited Guy.  He tries to look sophisticated sipping his Americano and when he casually walks by you just to see if you'll notice, you both realize his fly is open.
• When Jerk Ex trips over a curb when he unexpectedly sees you.  And he's wearing sweatpants.  And he's going to Carl's Jr. for dinner.  Alone.
• Fucker in the beamer won't let you merge onto the 805 and after he bullies you practically into the side of the road, Mr. CHP handily nails his speeding ass.
• Britney Spears, Jessica Simpson, and Lindsay Lohan fall into a celebrity black hole. They are never heard from again until one night when you are drunk and bored, you stumble across the Home Shopping Network and see them hosting the kitchen appliance segment trying to sell the wonders of a 3 in 1 egg poacher. (ie "It Cracks, It Poaches, It Serves!").

Updated! I am screwed

5 weeks left.

I did nothing, absolutely nothing this past weekend. I think the list must be amended.

"23 year old surfer"

• Bonfire at the beach - tentatively Aug 26
• Watch sunset from Sunset Cliffs - urgh dunno when but still gotta for sure
• Pedicure - with a little flower on the toe - Sometime during lunch with work gals
• Nap somewhere in Balboa Park forget it, no time
• Go to every Dodgeball (without the dodgeball) Night - still doable
• Driving range at Torrey Pines - still doable, possibly Aug 26
• Go home  - August 19-22
• Whistlestop - If at all, Sep 2?
• Landlord Jim's - Either: August 18, 25, Sep 1 or Sep 8 (yeah I leave Sep 9, so what)
• No-rae-bang - Aug 18 or 25... anyone down?
• Bowling fuck it, I hate bowling.
• Every single knit night good progress so far
• Cooking class on the 11th - still planning on it this Friday
• Bjorkestra! - Wednesday!

"How to gain 20 lbs in 20 days"

• India Tandoor on Mira Mesa - Lunch this Wednesday
• Sombreros - probably after an outing to Whistlestop
• Los Panchos - Still planned after Landlord Jim's whenever that is
• The Prado in Balboa Park for happy hour Must coordinate, possible dodgeball activity?
• Sushi Ota Still planned, August 26?
• Soju and Omelette Rice - Dragging Susan out for this in SF
• Fins - Tuesday lunch with coworkers
• Rubios - Need to do this during work
• Wahoos - What reason do I have to go to downtown La Jolla?!  But I must! Should combine with Cheese Shop as they are right next to each other.
• The Cheese Shop - see above.
• Pho on convoy somewhere shit no time I don't think.
• Boba - Definitely dragging Angela out for SF boba.
• Jasmine for dim sum - Aug 27 with Kris and whoevers else
• Ja-jang myun (black bean noodles) in SF I'll treat the parents to this after church. Yes, I'm cheap.
• Kimchee soup, dang jang soup, kimchee, galbi jhim, bokum bap - Oh hells yeah this is still on
• Get a gang to Jamba Juice and order stuff from the secret menu Still a must, I got a gift certificate
• Extraordinary Desserts Sometime weekend of Aug 25-28th when Kris is here

WTF.  I only crossed off a nap and pho??(and really, the two should go hand in hand)  Oh and I nixed bowling, but that doesn't count, you knew I was kidding about that.  But then I added Extraordinary Desserts (thanks for the reminder, Kris).

Cavity Soliloquy

This morning I went to the dentist.  It felt like I was in a little cacoon, complete with sunglasses to block the light, headphones to block out the screechy whirring drill noise, and my first experience with laughing gas.  The following is the monologue I had in my head to the best of my recollection:

I wonder if I'll feel different.  Do I feel different yet?  I wonder if it's like being high and I ask myself if I'm high and then I don't think I am but really, asking if I'm high probably means I'm high.
I wonder if I'll feel any different.
Ooooh I like this song.
                        "Hey, how are you feeling?"
Was that the denti..?
     "Hey! Hi! Yah, fine!"
Was that loud? That was kind of loud.  I shouldn't yell, it's only cause of the headphones.  I hope that wasn't that loud.  Am I high yet?  Ohmygod, am I paranoid?
                        "Ok, well we'll get started in about five minutes."
     "OK, sure, yah!"
Ohmygodshuttup.
I wonder why they call it laughing gas. Do I feel giggly?  I guess I could giggle if I wanted...
OHMYGOD DON'T GIGGLE.
Ooooh, love this song.
Am I dancing? Stop dancing in the chair you freak.  And wipe that grin.  God, I must be feeling it or something, I'm so self-conscious about this whole thing and yet... don't care.  This is kind of nice.
                        "All right, are you feeling relaxed?"
       "Yyyyyup."
Hmmm... why are they numbing my gum?  Ooh that's a bit of a prick... ow. ow OWW is that a shot!? Motherfu... eh whatever.  Ooooh Johnny Cash!

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For those in the San Diego area, did you hear about the sale?