jeudi, juin 30, 2005

no i don't have any valium. try melatonin? lots of it.

hello. i'm in the tokyo narita aeroport. waiting waiting to get on another plane. gawd it seems like i've been in bloody limbo forever. almost screamed out in boredom on the newark-tokyo flight here. then i tried to get into the JAL lounge but the lady in charge refused me entry on account of some stupid rule, "i'm sorry, it works if you fly in on JAL and depart on Continental. you're flying in on Continental and departing on JAL. that doesn't work."

i'm in a japanese noodle cafe and five minutes ago it was ghost-town empty but somehow 5 million kids in colorful t-shirts and backpacks have invaded the place. everyone's screaming out their desire for tempura ramen and beef curry and pasta and i think i'm getting fearfully claustrophobic.

mardi, juin 28, 2005

i am, bloody excited about tomorrow. whooosh whooosh, newark. whoooosh wooooooosh whooosh, tokyo. whooooooooosh, singapore.

i've packed my SLR, a copy of gravity's rainbow, an ipod loaded with interpol and an audiobook of jonathan strange and mister norrell, and the decemberists and bright eyes and ladytron and i don't know what else. passport? check. credit cards? check. on the way home from dinner, i fell into a moment of weakness and i bought a pair of spiffy blue/yellow/black puma 5000s.

i've also got 2 spanking new ipod minis packed (and protected by a ton of tshirts) - a blue one for the brother, and a silver one for the sister, with grey and pink socks respectively.

hey, remember to set the alarm to LOUD_AS_FUCK.

dimanche, juin 26, 2005

     We're at Grill 23 for a late dinner. Dave's mom just got in to Boston. I think she's staying at the Westin. She just got in from Paris. She leaves on Tuesday for LA.

    "What's wrong?" I ask Dave.

    "I don't know. Steak tastes funny," Dave replies, slowly chewing.

    "Hm. Yeah. Mine's not too exciting either." I look around, wondering where our waiter is. There's a cute girl at the far end of the room. She looks close to thirty or maybe just a bit older.

    "How's your steak, Ma?" Dave asks, looking over.

    "I don't think they cooked it right. Look at this," she replies, clearly getting a bit annoyed.

     Pause.

    "And I didn't think the oysters were that great either," she continues. Someone comes over and refills Dave's glass with water. Then mine. I'm not sure what to do at this point.

    "Excuse me, could you get our waiter, and the check?" Mrs Chuang calls out to the boy with the water pitcher as he leaves the table. I try to check the girl out without making it too obvious. I've stopped eating at this point.

    "I'm sorry, Ma, usually it's a lot better. Seriously. I still think this is the best steakhouse in Boston. Just not tonight. Tonight's strange."

    "Yeah. Usually it's phenomenal," I say. "Tonight things just seem, normal. Well your steak seems kinda off. But mine seems normal. I could probably do a better job at home."
it's strange. it's late morning but there's no one out on the sidewalks below. not down by the turkish cafe. not across the street by the funeral home or the sorority or fraternity houses.

it's strange and it's only morning but i already want today to end.

samedi, juin 25, 2005

i feel incredibly lazy today.

mother thinks that i arrive friday near midnight. my sister believes the same. the current plan is to rendezvous with my brother the day before and then surprise the rest of the family at some point the day after. i was hoping to make a fancy restaurant reservation but i think they'd get suspicious since i already did it the last time.

oh i bumped into A last night and it was somewhat uncomfortable (at least for me). a bunch of us had gone for drinks at the people's republic and there she was. i couldn't really tell if she felt any animosity towards me but i think she should. or maybe i'd just feel better if she did.

jeudi, juin 23, 2005

i kinda hate today. badly.



on mute in a conference call with people from california, new york, and illinois. ran downstairs, bought a pack of camels. smoked one on the roof. made some weak espresso. the first bag of beans is empty but i'm too lazy to bother opening the second.

i hate today.

mercredi, juin 22, 2005

i want to read about a Grand Adventure. what? WHAT?

there's a girl called dana who's supposed to check out the apartment this evening. And she's late. what gives?

dimanche, juin 19, 2005

happy father's day dad.
hello.

i'm at home working. or trying to. in a way the state of panic has arrived and i've started freaking out about getting some documents ready for the morning. leena and mikko are out and about. ica. the aquarium. i really should be a better host but i think i need to get this done. it's also sara's birthday and i think there's a birthday picnic along the cambridge river. oh wait, there's a message. due to weather concerns it's now an indoor picnic above the central city economy hardware store.

played tennis this morning with anna. at nine thirty if you can believe it. i think we were both in distracted minds and ended up just being annoyed with ourselves. we must play again anna.

about 10 days before i leave for singapore. i'm excited but i'm worried that in my excitement i'll forget to set my boston affairs in order right before.

Leslie + Party




luke, tracy and i are at leslie's getting annoyed by a random spaniard. myGAWD it's seriously annoying. why's he doing his country such injustice?

samedi, juin 18, 2005

we had a two-keg-party last night.

very simple, no frills, no required dress of any sort. come as you are we said. great! no themes! went certain macho males who had in the past resisted all efforts to dress up.

and it went quite well actually. shomit was there along with his cousin (i think) and deb and jenn and eric, and ayman and ed and many many others. stephers, brooke, michelle and heidi made a special appearance as themselves. i think brooke gave me two photos from marathon monday which i later found slightly crushed at the back of my jeans pocket. everyone wandered around and i think some even made new friends. we spoke of strange fish in the boston aquarium, of what we were doing nowadays, and of flip cup. oh flip cup! we played many glorious rounds of flip cup and drank ourselves silly. i think we kicked the first keg in about an hour and a half. i'm not sure how the second keg went but sources have informed me that it's pretty much done.

i'm proud of you people.

jeudi, juin 16, 2005

autour de lucie playing in the living room. mikko's looking at a book about boston.

i'm really tired and sleepy. leena thinks that i'd be better off staying awake right now than attempt to get up at six. but i promised frank that i'd respond to the client rfp by about now. does early tomorrow morning equal late tonight?

earlier, we stopped by the eastern standard for two rounds of drinks. i think i've been there 4 times in the past 2 weeks. we had dinner much earlier but i got hungry and we added a grilled cheese sandwich and soup to the waiter's notepad. it was quite the spectacular sandwich. pollen is everywhere and staining the rain puddles yellow.

i can't deal. i'm going to bed.

mercredi, juin 15, 2005

i feel like i'm having the worst day of my life.

my laptop's not fucking working right. i'm doing shit that i don't really care to do, or give a fuck about. there's a million other things that i need to be focusing on. and it's a crappy ass day. and i just threw a bottle of screenwipe at the wall. i might need to throw it again.
we're so power hungry it's unhealthy.

dimanche, juin 12, 2005

Denver bus stops


Drunk, and waiting for the airport bus.

vendredi, juin 10, 2005

Photo 430.jpg



In a jeep with nathan, leena, and mikko. We're on our way to the sand dunes with beer, wine, game hens for roasting, bags of potato chips, a tent, a smoked habenaro sausage, french raclette, bread and loads of butter. At the moment, it is also raining.

We've an 8 track player but no 8 track cassettes.

Colorado roadtrippin'

Colorado roadtrippin'



( sent from heaven by elroar )

Colorado roadtrippin'

Colorado roadtrippin'



( sent from heaven by elroar )

lundi, juin 06, 2005

what is up with people not emailing me today? i'd hoped for peace and quiet and me fatefully working hard but now i'm mildly depressed.

dimanche, juin 05, 2005

vi veri veniversum vivus vici.

jeudi, juin 02, 2005

office PowER STRuGGles!