Give me a break! Did I even get to use it? Come the freak ON...
You can tell packing for E3 is going well. My laptop is offline for some indiscernible reason, and the usb cord for my camera is gone...again...somehow. I give up. At least I'm not moving anymore. I really need to just find everything and keep it in my backpack. Forever.
I'm packing one bag full of clothes plus the Wii, and one bag full of laptop and chargers, travel diversions, etc. Hoping to fit my actual bag bag inside one of those, but it may not happen.
I'm so tired. Maybe I'll have a nap for an hour before I go. Or 45 min, at least *sigh*
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
Tme for some firsts
My first 7 inch, from the band my friend/colleague is in, The Outdoorsmen. I went to the Knockout to see them (another first--they have an awesome Godzilla portrait that...is it glow in the dark? Rock!) I had Electrick Limeade--what an awesome drink, despite the somewhat overblown name.
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First time playing tennis at Dolores Park. I know, I know! So intimidating! We were waiting for a court and before the guys who finished were even completely of it yet we were shooed on by the people behind us in line. Neither of us were pros, but we had fun. Seemed like a pretty decent match, maybe. Just hit the ball for a little over an hour (it was hot!) and then got ice cream at Bi-Rite. Well, he had iced coffee next door...but I can't have coffee, so ;p
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Sunday is E3! My first! So I have a TON of stuff to do before my first trip to LA. I should get down to it, probably.
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First time playing tennis at Dolores Park. I know, I know! So intimidating! We were waiting for a court and before the guys who finished were even completely of it yet we were shooed on by the people behind us in line. Neither of us were pros, but we had fun. Seemed like a pretty decent match, maybe. Just hit the ball for a little over an hour (it was hot!) and then got ice cream at Bi-Rite. Well, he had iced coffee next door...but I can't have coffee, so ;p
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Sunday is E3! My first! So I have a TON of stuff to do before my first trip to LA. I should get down to it, probably.
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Who is the NARUTIMATE NINJA?
OH yez, me. Because I am now completely caught up with the Naruto manga. I guess that's the entire point of this blog post...
so...
Now I can just wait for updates like everyone else. I realize it's not such a big deal to have read all of Naruto for a true nerd, but uh, I'm kind of a wanna-be so I'm excited :D
so...
Now I can just wait for updates like everyone else. I realize it's not such a big deal to have read all of Naruto for a true nerd, but uh, I'm kind of a wanna-be so I'm excited :D
Saturday, July 05, 2008
July 4th in The Mission and Beyond
Oh, a Friday holiday! Somehow despite the fact that my schedule doesn't really change, I was already mistaking it for Saturday on Thursday, which I guess I was mistaking for Friday. In reality, it wasn't Saturday until TODAY. Battle Hooch tonight. Wewt!
I think many things can currently best be described by one of my favorite if less-oftenly used words: copacetic. I have found that magical space and time.
Yesterday I worked, went to my roomie's friends' BBQ, came home, and worked, socialized via the Internet. Met a slew of new people at that BBQ, not sure if any of them will stick or not (in terms of me--I'm sure I'll see at least some of them again, as they are friends of the roommate!) It's not too early to tell, it's just copacetic and nothing more.
His friends have a particularly large and awesome...condo? in the Haight, to which we walked from our place in The Mission. You know, it's a great walk. San Francisco, in general, is a great walk. I have full confidence that I would thoroughly enjoy walking to the wharf, to Ocean Beach, to the embarcadero--to pretty much anywhere at all worth going--if given a day of copacetic weather.
And I think in San Francisco, copacetic is often the best you can hope for (!!) It's not often sheer brilliance, but it does seem to more than do you good. Yesterday it turned pretty cold after a while, though, so I peeled out of the party a bit before Josh did.
Today will entail more games. Two of these assignments will wrap up quickly (Monday and Tueday, I imagine) and then I can get to my belated review of Tactics A2. To continue dancing around my main plot point (as of yet unresolved, but rather perfectly fitting the description, copacetic), The Bourne Identity is...either copacetic or slightly better. I haven't decided. Probably just a solid copacetic. It may well depend on how this awkward and frustrating tank fight turns out--unprecedented pain and death, so far!
Last night there were fireworks out the window, which I barely witnessed. The Mission was full of hoodlums shooting off their own (illegal?) varieties, so the cops were out. There weren't nearly as many as I thought there would be, though. I mean, I remember in the Bronx it was just crazy firecrackers, but then maybe the laws are different there. I stayed up till like 3, though, and there were still bangs going off then, on occasion.
Of to work with me, now! Work and a shower. This is the contents of my day, pre-concert. I am happy about it, but at the same time a bit miffed because I know that many more tank deaths await...
I think many things can currently best be described by one of my favorite if less-oftenly used words: copacetic. I have found that magical space and time.
Yesterday I worked, went to my roomie's friends' BBQ, came home, and worked, socialized via the Internet. Met a slew of new people at that BBQ, not sure if any of them will stick or not (in terms of me--I'm sure I'll see at least some of them again, as they are friends of the roommate!) It's not too early to tell, it's just copacetic and nothing more.
His friends have a particularly large and awesome...condo? in the Haight, to which we walked from our place in The Mission. You know, it's a great walk. San Francisco, in general, is a great walk. I have full confidence that I would thoroughly enjoy walking to the wharf, to Ocean Beach, to the embarcadero--to pretty much anywhere at all worth going--if given a day of copacetic weather.
And I think in San Francisco, copacetic is often the best you can hope for (!!) It's not often sheer brilliance, but it does seem to more than do you good. Yesterday it turned pretty cold after a while, though, so I peeled out of the party a bit before Josh did.
Today will entail more games. Two of these assignments will wrap up quickly (Monday and Tueday, I imagine) and then I can get to my belated review of Tactics A2. To continue dancing around my main plot point (as of yet unresolved, but rather perfectly fitting the description, copacetic), The Bourne Identity is...either copacetic or slightly better. I haven't decided. Probably just a solid copacetic. It may well depend on how this awkward and frustrating tank fight turns out--unprecedented pain and death, so far!
Last night there were fireworks out the window, which I barely witnessed. The Mission was full of hoodlums shooting off their own (illegal?) varieties, so the cops were out. There weren't nearly as many as I thought there would be, though. I mean, I remember in the Bronx it was just crazy firecrackers, but then maybe the laws are different there. I stayed up till like 3, though, and there were still bangs going off then, on occasion.
Of to work with me, now! Work and a shower. This is the contents of my day, pre-concert. I am happy about it, but at the same time a bit miffed because I know that many more tank deaths await...
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Yum, in fact
I meant to put pepper on this sandwich, but then I forgot. It's sort of like taking pictures of your food, adding pepper. If you are hungry and enthusiastic about eating, you will forget.
At least if you are me.
It is also like adding Parmesan cheese to pizza, but that's not really something to do all the time, anyhow.
So, I think all the pipes in the building run past my room. No matter who is taking a shower, I seem to wake up. This time, though, it was the neighbors directly through the wall. I lie awake and take a minute to decide from whence disturbances appear to be arising, and this morning it was definitely there. Our bathroom is also just through my wall, but it is the other wall.
I listened to a LOT of music yesterday and somehow I still have someone else's stuck in my head! But then, this is a good thing. Much better than the 90 thousand-th repitition of Buddy Holly (which...isn't mine either. Blame that one on Rock Band.) Of course, now that I say that I'm the danger has become imminent.
Oops, I meant to take the trash out yesterday.
I suppose now that I am awake I can use my consciousness to my advantage. The start of the day was me finally feeling that maybe I've slept long enough on the floor. For instance, my neck is killing me. Perhaps the key to floor sleep is an extra pillow, but I don't actually have one of those. It would be awkward to use the small, but bulky throw pillows that came with my (momentarily) superfluous couch, but clearly my sleeping self needs something, because I keep waking up with my ugly monster either behind my head or very near it.
The continuation of the day will be work, work, work, and this I am grateful for. Sometimes I don't feel thoroughly prepared, but when I wake up early I have more time.
PS - The poster in the background of this picture is brilliant. Like, prime Euro-bishi. Wowow. Also, I still really like that blog. It never gets less interesting.
At least if you are me.
It is also like adding Parmesan cheese to pizza, but that's not really something to do all the time, anyhow.
So, I think all the pipes in the building run past my room. No matter who is taking a shower, I seem to wake up. This time, though, it was the neighbors directly through the wall. I lie awake and take a minute to decide from whence disturbances appear to be arising, and this morning it was definitely there. Our bathroom is also just through my wall, but it is the other wall.
I listened to a LOT of music yesterday and somehow I still have someone else's stuck in my head! But then, this is a good thing. Much better than the 90 thousand-th repitition of Buddy Holly (which...isn't mine either. Blame that one on Rock Band.) Of course, now that I say that I'm the danger has become imminent.
Oops, I meant to take the trash out yesterday.
I suppose now that I am awake I can use my consciousness to my advantage. The start of the day was me finally feeling that maybe I've slept long enough on the floor. For instance, my neck is killing me. Perhaps the key to floor sleep is an extra pillow, but I don't actually have one of those. It would be awkward to use the small, but bulky throw pillows that came with my (momentarily) superfluous couch, but clearly my sleeping self needs something, because I keep waking up with my ugly monster either behind my head or very near it.
The continuation of the day will be work, work, work, and this I am grateful for. Sometimes I don't feel thoroughly prepared, but when I wake up early I have more time.
PS - The poster in the background of this picture is brilliant. Like, prime Euro-bishi. Wowow. Also, I still really like that blog. It never gets less interesting.
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