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No time

Well, I guess no time to make my site look pretty. I'll be in Korea visiting my Dad for the next couple weeks. I hope everyone has a festive holiday and makes viable New Year's resolutions.

Eeewwwie

Good lord! My website looks horrible on IE 6.0 for Windows. My Mac is all packed up and ready to be sent to the hospital for naugty PowerBooks (the CD-rom drive is broken) so I have to use this very old and surprisingly not too slow Dell that I dug out of my closet. Anyway, I guess CSS doesn't really help the whole making HTML look the same across the board thing. Damnit, all this time you windows people have been suffering. It's okay though. There are some sites that I can't even read because I use a Mac. Bleh. Stupid thing... stupid lack of consistency. Actually, it's much more likely that my CSS skills hella suck.

Letting go of him

I just had like 12 inches of my hair lopped off. Everytime I've had a big hair cut like that I've changed my outlook a bit-- maybe it's just the bangs that hang in my eyes. The last time I chopped off my hair was, of course, after Seth broke up with me. I know I mention him too much and I guess it's immature of me to talk smack about him, but it's hard to let my feelings about him go away if I don't have a way to tell him myself so I say it here.

A girl in my graphic design class did a project on grudges and making amends. She made posters with a letter addressed to people she had grudges with saying that she was sorry and it going to drop the hard feelings. She put the posters up in public and photographed it. Then she took the image and put it on a postcard and sent it to the person she had the problem with. I feel inspired by that so I want to follow suit.

Seth broke up with me 3 years and 16 days ago over the phone. I still hate him for it but really, it was equally my fault as it was his. I told him that I had messed around with another guy right after he told me he was breaking up with me just to hurt him back. I tried spying on him. I bad mouthed him behind his back. I was jealous of his prettily painted life-- someone with a nostalgic past and a bright future. I don't know what else to say, but I'm sorry, Seth. Beginning today I'm gonna try my hardest to just let it all go.

Post-Stress Stress

Now that school is over I'm suffering for post-stress stress. These entertaining websites helped get me through the school year when I would sit in front of my computer and swear at Photoshop/Illustrator/InDesign/Epson 1280/HP Scanjet and here they are for your enjoyment.

Smitten blog
Dooce blog
Apple Switch Commerical Parody video
Homestar Runner cartoons
Badgers singing and dancing
Kikkoman Flash animation

Tech TV

My brother watches a lot of Tech TV so I watch it too. Oddly enough my favorite show is X-Play, a show where they review video games. I think the hosts, Morgan (a girl!) and Adam, are hillarious enough for a non-gamer/game hater to tune in. Morgan is also the hottest looking female gamer I've ever seen. When first saw I show I was like "A girl!?!? Pshaw! She's just for ratings." Seriously though, she actually does love games. I love it when she asks, "Do these people even play the game before they release it???" My favorite Morgan skit is the one where she goes to the dork-gathering called Fanime and interviews people in amazingly accurate costumes of their favorite anime characters. My favorite one featuring Adam is when he reviews some game where you have a fish sidesick. He buys a real fish and takes the fish around town... and to Fisherman's Wharf where the ends with him eating some fried fish. Nice.

In Hard Times I Become So Very Weak

Last night I watched Fox's Simple Life staring Nicole Richie and Paris Hilton who enjoy spelling "1/2 Price Anal Wiener..." on the marquee of Sonic. Funny girls they are. Yes, they are.

I am drinking another Starbucks Carmel Machiatto in preparation for my penultimate leg in the relay of finals week in which I am running all the legs and passing the baton between my selves. Why yes, I haven't been been getting much sleep and now quite delirious.

Gavin Newsom is going to become San Francisco's next mayor which I am upset with because Newsome looks exactly like this white uber rich man with a BWM MWhatever that I went on three dates with. Everytime I see his picture I can't help but think of that time when I told him about my problems with dating him (which were numerous) and he dimissed my points and said that I should meet up with him when I wasn't feeling so moody. I have never dated a guy with such a lack of respect for what I have to say. And yes, he contributed to the delinquincy of a minor.

So when I'm lacking on sleep and high on caffiene I forget that I shouldn't... oh whatever. I'm just looking forward to getting plastered on Saturday to celebrate the end of the semester.

Just wrong

Oh my gawd.

Britney Spears in a Hanbok

Horoscope

From Astrology.com:
"What are these words coming out of your mouth? Capricorn is playing Scrooge to somebody's annoying good cheer. Maybe you could just say, 'Not now, please, I'm trying to concentrate.'"

The land of too much

I've recieved a Victoria's Secret catalog everyday for a whole week now. Oh, except for Tuesday and today when I got TWO. They've all been different too. So yeah, I'm a fan of their push-up bras but dude, I do not need EIGHT freaking copies of your catalog especially when you put a camisole I just bought on sale. Would L.L. Bean also kindly stop sending me their catalog, I haven't worn flannel shirts since Kurt Cobain died.

Since Friday I've had an unstoppable headache and I figured it might have been caffiene withdrawl-- I don't usually drink coffee on non-school days. My brother gave me some Tylenol, which didn't help at all so I headed down to Starbucks for a latte. I ordered a Grande because I didn't think a Tall would cure my headache. Apparently the barista was feeling generous because she gave me a Venti instead. So like the addict I am, I downed the whole thing. I am happy to announce that my headache is gone but I feel like an over-caffienated Beavis (of Beavis and Butthead). I AM CORNHOLIO!!!

Please make the semester end

I'm getting f_cking tired of writing papers. I have this paper to write for my public policy class and I really don't want to do it. I don't want to sit in front of the computer tonight and pull some bullshit out of my ass. Right now I'm at that point where I've already decided that I don't want to write it but I'm trying to rationalize it.
+ It's not really due until the 12th.
+ It's just a presentation tomorrow
+ I know what I'm writing about
... so it's okay, I don't have to write it tonight.

Why did I sign up for a upper division politics class full of senior politics majors taught by a UCSC professor (not a USF professor who knows how lazy we are)? Ugh, why can't I just get to it and write the d*mned thing?

Update: I sucessfully BSed my way through my presentation. Yay!

The problem with DIY

Tonight I met up with Devin for dinner at Citrus Club on Haight St. and I saw two of the regular checkers at the grocery I go to there. They were having dinner together. I was thinking, "Ooh, are they datin or are they just having dinner together getting off work?" Well, there might be a reason why they had time for dinner out tonight. I went to the store for some snacks and when I went to the checkstand I saw a new checkout area: Self-Checkout. I went to regular checkstand. The employee there said that the store is transferring its employees around and cutting their hours instead of firing them as a result of the new self-checkout. Personally, I like having someone else bag my groceries and figure out how much my organic grapes cost. It's nice to chat with checkers about new products and how to pick the best fruit. Plus, having human checkers means jobs for these people. So, I dunno about this self-checkout thing. If they offer some kind of incentive I'll try it out, but with the way the job market is I'd rather go to a human checker. This, I don't think is a case of the horse carriage operators fighting against steam trains. Remember business people, the automats failed.

Promoted to Space Captain

I am so spaced out that I left my keys in the door. This is what happens when you don't sleep enough. Ugh. I need a beer.

Happy Things: Food

Inspired by PMS here is today's Happy Things

Cheese Pizza
Creme Brulee, the epitomy of dessert
Pumpkin Pie
Ice Cream (especially Haagen Daz Coffee)
Fresh baked cookies
Sourdough bread
Watermelon
Cottage cheese
Mushrooms
Spinach
French Fries!!!