giving thanks...

slightly belated...

reasons to give thanks:
-family, though at times dysfunctional, quirky, a bit off, and all mine...
-friends that i may not have spoken to in years that i can call and talk to for hours...
-friends that i speak to daily that i can call and harass for hours...
-the absence of the infamous curry turkey this year...hallelujah!
-that voice that drives me insane...
-grizzly and chubacca back within arms reach...
-not breaking a single bone this year, well not yet (knock on wood!) - does the ankle sprain in chi-town count?
-dingu didn't kill or injure bella on the short excursion, though i think i suffered a mild heart-attack
-my klutzy/clumsy tendencies seem to be slowly subsiding, well with the exception of the spilled coffee today, and the elevator slip yesterday, and the...ok nevermind this one
-that he doesn't hate me (that much) anymore...
-dove came out with a dark chocolate
-all of those amc points finally paid off - free ticket! (non-special engagements only - which leaves me with 'christmas with the kranks')

"I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway..."

those november nights...

weekend update:
it all began friday evening with a spectacular dinner date with grizzly...we had drinks at my apt (which involved me breaking containers, leaving large chunks of meat on the kitchen floor, and serving an ice cube with an insect frozen on it)...then proceeded to the restaurant (where we were seated at a table between an old couple that was obviously having an affair, seeing as how they kept making out, and on the other side were 2 girls celebrating one of their bdays). the dinner was absolutely lovely (besides the fact that the girl next to us kept making googly eyes at grizzly and invited him to her bday party - while i sat there - how rude!)
we went on to the hollywood canteen to celebrate ames's birthday - upon arrival we see that there is a traffic jam of escalades and hoopties right in front and a long line of people that seem to be auditioning for a rap video. we get in line and the list woman has a breakdown and starts yelling - she throws grizzly an entrance ticket - we take it and run. inside we learn that BAG is in attendance (BAG = brian austin green, of 90210 and more recently the twilight zone) - coincidence? i think not.
saturday was padh's bday - we surprised her with the penn masala concert. we blindfolded her and unveiled her to see a lot of indian people. she was confused.
chi chi brought a pair of his underwear (the largest pair of white briefs ever created) and we wrote seductive things on it along with a phone number, and when the concert ended threw them on stage. a masalaman picked them up. aamba - you should be expecting some phone calls anytime now. we went on to a lovely dinner, and as the party moved on to the bar - i had to remain behind due to the fact that i was banned from that establishment due to the antics of soggy biscuit & co...
i would continue on with this post - but my fingers have frozen over because it is 2 degrees in my office. must stop now....

"Oh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left
Cleaning up the mess he made
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too"

misplaced spittle...

cruel intentions...

chi-town was great! thank you to bomb & lisco for being such wonderful hosts. apologies go out to the neighbors that i awoke with my 5 am antics and to the roommates that may have slipped and twisted their ankles on any misplaced spittle...
highs: seeing my breathe in the air, scarf appropriate weather, my first sake bombs, seeing bomb nearly bite it head first into a puddle, h&m, good times with good friends
lows: seeing my dinner on the floor, losing the sake bomb challenge, not seeing a single member of the g-unit
weirds: homeless people with laptops that have wireless internet

so this forthcoming weekend will be the culmination of a quest of mine that has endured nearly 10 years.
i cannot divulge the nature of this quest because it is a surprise for another party involved. also, i like being secretive for no reason at all. the next 48 hours will consist of nothing but practice and meditation in preparation for the event.
and no, a hummer limo is not involved.

"na tum jaa no na hum..."

in the zone

do you ever have those days where you just think to yourself what the heck is going on?!. like you're caught in some weird episode of the twilight zone. bizarre things keep happening. and you just feel eerie. imagine having an entire week like that.

sunday: possibly attributed to delirium - i had just dropped off my sister at ucla and get back to my apt at 11pm to finish up some work for the next day. i take a quick shower to wake myself up. i sit on my bed with the paperwork (which happens to be some data for Disney). i'm about 10 minutes into it and i faintly hear "a whole new world" playing somewhere off in the distance. i look across to the mirror and it is steamed up, except for the very distinct shape of the mickey mouse ears...wtf.

monday: i get back to my apt fairly late at night, and hear the sounds of a helicopter circling outside (this is a fairly normal occurrence in my area) - so i ignore it and expect it to go away. it continues on for the next 3 hours. a search light keeps scouring and every 15 seconds comes into my bedroom. lovely. annoyed beyond belief - i eventually pass out. the next morning - someone tells me that the drugstore across the street had been in a hold up - there was a swat team with riffles posted outside and the street had been barricaded off. lucky i didnt go out on the balcony - could have been caught in the line of fire.

tuesday: get home from the gym. cant feel my legs. take shower and put on lovely, new white night gown. look out the window and see pretty crescent moon. decide to go out on balcony. open sliding glass door, walk quickly out. screen door is closed - walk hard into it, bounce off and fall backwards onto floor. screen door gets knocked off hinge, falls onto balcony rail and topples over to fall the 3 flights down to the street. i look down and my now not so lovely, no longer white night gown is covering in soot. go down to street to pick up screen door before it gets run over by a car. carry it back up to apt in the elevator. man in elevator looks at me covered in dirt, carrying screen door and says "looks like a good story..." i respond "shove it".
3 am - cannot fall asleep - turn on tv to find twilight zone playing on channel 9 - this episode staring brian austin green (aka david silver of 90210) - who knew that they still made these?

wednesday: i dont know what's going to happen tonight. but i am scared.

"Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm"