every morning i’d wake up, and there’d be a fresh spiderweb on my car antennae. after a day of driving, the spiderweb would be gone.

for a week, this occurred and i didn’t think much of it. that was until the day jonathan freaked out when he looked into my dodger ball. there, under the tiny styrofoam lid of my worn down jack-in-the-box antenna ball lived a relatively large spider.

he lay there, completely still through out the day and held on to dear life whenever i drove the freeway. people would always ask why just didn’t get rid of it. but other than the dead flies that gathered on my windshield in the morning, what had the spider done to me?

he stayed with me for two weeks until one day, he decided to climb down my antenna and into my trunk. i helped him from my trunk to the floor and i watched him walk away.

his life is probably easier now. he doesn’t have to deal with the stress of having to make a fresh web every night… but the stories he could tell his friends….


not feeling right

what’s wrong in these pictures?


yup, you guessed it.

i’m not wearing my necklace. i don’t know how exactly it started or when it did, but i’ve grown very accustomed to wearing a necklace. ever since i got this necklace from sarah last christmas, there’s hardly been a moment when i wasn’t wearing it. (i even wear it when i shower)

last sunday, a little bit after coming out of the water, the necklace suddenly decided to snap. i tried to pick up the loose pieces scattered on the floor but it was pretty futile.

i could just string up the necklace again. but from experience, once a necklace breaks, it just keeps breaking.

i’ve gone the last couple days without a necklace and it makes me feel so naked.

no worries i guess though. i think jennifer’s going to get me a new one.


jam and jelly

susan came over this morning… really early in the morning…. too early in the morning. this is what we did.

i have to admit, it was actually a lot of fun. susan’s goal is to post thirty of these in the next three weeks i think. i don’t think that’s very realistic. i don’t think i even know thirty songs.

i’m down to make some more though.



no, i’m not missing. my favorite shirt is. it’s been more than a couple weeks since i’ve seen it/worn it. i’ve known it’s been missing. i just figured it’d show up. but it hasn’t.

where could you be?


3 strikes, you’re out

i was reading dodgerthoughts on monday and someone offered free dodger tickets. they were top deck, but who am i to reject free tickets. beggars can’t be chooser. (the 15 dollar parking made it not seem free). i even called the guy on the phone. i’m terrible with striking up conversations with random strangers…


so last minute, kind of out of the blue (or possibly “in the blue”), jennifer and i headed off to watch the dodger game. the first two innings could’ve quite possibly been the hardest two innings i have ever seen… which is pretty sad because both teams actually scored in the innings. i had to fight from nodding off. luckily the game picked up toward the end and gladly, the dodgers won.

high five everyone

in between moments of excitement, i figured out the weird strikeout meter. the last game i went with arthur, andy, richie. we couldn’t figure out why some k’s on the strike out meter were backwards. (kind of like how the R is backwards in toys ‘r’ us). andy or arthur concluded it must be so that KKK doesn’t show up on the meter. that explanation didn’t make sense to me…

well, fellas, i figured it out.

analyzing each strike out, i realized:

a normal K means the pitcher got the strikeout by swinging strike.

a backwards K means the strikeout was a called strike.

very smart, dodgers stadium designer, very smart.

and on another note, i commend thee, dodgers stadium designer. this time for the parking lot. the first game i went to this year, the time it took from getting in my car to when i left the parking lot took less than a minute. this time, parking at a different parking lot, the outcome was the same. some how, you made the parking system work. i remember waiting in the parking lot for an hour once (granted it was a playoff game then). great job.

on an unrelated note, i realized the html i wrote doesn’t work entirely for this website when using explorer 6 but i don’t think i’m going to change it. use mozilla or at least download explorer 7.0.

this library is closing


meat and me

this august marks six years since i became vegetarian. this september would be eight years since i ate red meat. as i was walking today, i realized meat utterly repulses me now. i picture headless chickens and bloody cows. when i think about eggs for more than i should, the thought of even eating them makes me feel sick.

i’m sure i’d still enjoy the smell of kalbi or fried chicken or a juicy steak, but the thought of actually eating it makes me want to hurl.

a little bit ago, i made the one provision of eating meat. if i kill it myself, i’ll eat it. (catch a fish or run over a cow) but i still haven’t put the rule into effect yet. Dodgers stadium has an all-you-can-eat ticket on certain days. I’d think about breaking my vegetarianism for that but, i’m sure my stomach wouldn’t be up for that.

so it’s been six years. six years of a lot of boca patties and veggie dogs. me being the only vegetarian in the group isn’t so hard though. there’s always something on the menu i could eat. i’ve been meaning to make a compilation of the veggie foods you can get at various places. someday i’ll actually write it.

but not right now, i’m tired. not sure what the point of this post was.


make me a cd

i like mix cd’s. make me one. yah, you. you. make me one. do we even talk? that’s fine. i still want one. did you make me one before? i still want one. so you.. yes you. make me a CD. with songs you like. not ones that you’d think i’d like. but your favorite songs cd. don’t repeat the same artist twice. then it gets boring.

i’ll be expecting it. yah, i know who visits my site. so, i’ll be expecting it