What? Bangs is posting again already? Dammit it better not be more tennis shiet, doesn't he realize none of us cares about tennis half as much as him? That's not even a real sport anyway...
"Near death experiences"
#1 - Okay so I'm driving to Michaels at Shoreline Wednesday night (forgot to blog about this), a restaurant where a fancy Lockheed celebration was taking place. I'm supposed to turn left from Alma to Shoreline... as I complete my turn I accelerate to maybe 40 or so... and suddenly notice there's curb right in front of me. The street was actually a ramp, which turned some 180 degrees. A loud screech accompanied my braking whilst turning. I kept control, but the noise was a touch embarrassing. NO SIGNS INDICATED A CURVE OR LOW SPEED LIMIT, WHAT THE FUCK. Maybe the city planners/civil engineers/whoever set it up in daylight and figured it was all good. Or maybe I was just stupid and missed the sign. 50-50.
#2 - All right so #1 wasn't a real near death experience, just stupid and a little dangerous. But this one... so it's the same trip, and I'm on Shoreline and passed through some gates to what I guess is a little community where fancyasspants live. Coming up the road... in MY LANE... are these two stupidass joggers, probably chatting it up about their yachts and poodles and shiet. As we come nearer, they make no effort to move to the sidewalk or even slow down. They're running in the damn road into oncoming traffic. Part of me wants to enforce common sense and just mow them down (the near death part). But then that would be a big legal hassle, so I slow down a little and go around them. I guess it does take a lot of heart to kill. Maybe next time...
Clouds are awesome
I may have mentioned this to some of you before, but two things that really fascinate me are fire and clouds. I can just sit, stare, and marvel at them. Not that I do so often, but it's an option. Anyways, the sky was gorgeous today. I hope everyone in the area had a good look because it was filled with clouds. I got to see them during the day, with all white, grey, and blue... then at sunset and dusk--oranges and purples. Nice, truly.
I am charmed
Or something. I remember a few years back we were playing cards and Steve said he thought I was naturally lucky, and Brendan agreed (both probably just bitter over a pot I just won). Anyways, I've noticed from time to time that things do tend to turn up Bangs. Back in school it seemed like whenever I forgot or neglected to do my homework, either (a) the teacher would forget to collect it, (b) the teacher would give us an extension on it, or (c) we'd have a substitute who didn't know what was what.
Anyways, here's what happened at work today. I brought a delightful lunch my mom put together for me. But when it was noon and I was ready to chow down, I noticed I was lacking both utensils and napkins. The walk to the cafeteria is 5-10 minutes, so I'd prefer not to take up precious lunch break time with it if I don't have to. But I didn't find any utensils around, and didn't feel like eating barbarian style, so off I went. It's a nice walk outside though, so I got to check out the clouds and a few nice cars in the parking lot. Anyways, I sat down and ate in the little outdoors area by the cafeteria. When I was about halfway through, one of the nice lunch ladies came out and just gave me a slice of pumpkin pie. I guess it was free. I really like pumpkin pie, and it was pretty good. So the point is: what first seemed like an inconvenience turned out to be a twofold delight. You never know what might turn up in your favor. Moral of the story: Bangs wins.
Nov 22, 2002
Nov 21, 2002
I'm in class right now and I should be typing queries right now, but I decided blogging would be way more fun.
Everyone did not get a just kidding, Derek didn't get one. But he doesn't write anything on here anyway. He probably never reads this either. He's smart.
Brendan: Let's box, you SOFTY!!!!!!! Two hits, me hitting you, you hitting the floor. We're not in Socom land anymore, you can't dominate! hahaha This is one is definitely not a keeper. He's too sensitive =D JUST KIDDING hahahaha. I would love to act in your movie...my two previous hits Sin Igual and Don't Be a Menace (Espanol style w/ a hoop dream effect) gave me great experience in the film industry haha. And write whatever you want. I'm sure I'll be the dirty korean, who is a part time alcoholic hahaha WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! I'll see you on Socom.
Jonathan you are the epitome of not cool. But I like hanging out with you anyway, what does that say about me? Hmmmm....hahaha We have thorlo socks at TW so if you need any for a discount, Bryant can hook it up. Yes I talk in the 3rd person at times. W can't play tennis anymore because you've turned from good to extremely dominate. I've gone from ok to DAMN get that kid off the court! haha That's what I get for not playing for almost a year.
My teacher's face is oddly red. Like she has a full-time sunburn...weird. Group work is terrible if you don't like your group. For my senior project there are mostly cool people, but they're totally inefficient with their time. I walk my ass to school for a "necessary" meeting and we spend 10-15 min talking and assigning work. Easily could be done over the phone or e-mail. For my software testing class, I have someone who talks just to talk and he says a lot of stupid things. Andy doesn't even like him and that means he's gotta be bad because Andy loves everyone. This guy tries to be a group leader but takes on the easiest portions of everything we do. It's ridiculous and dumb. I also think its funny because he's 19-20ish and is balding badly, I know I'm terrible. *knock on wood.
Are you surprised that no one has written about our blog? People must have some pretty bad thoughts and they don't want those to be posted. Perhaps they're not comfortable enough to give us feedback about ourselves. It's ok. We have 4 people writing in this thing, even though our "team" has 6 members. Odd...don't you think?
But I do have one quote about us from Monique's Xanga journal and it goes like this....
"oh dear gosh... i was checking out bry & friend's blogger... and they have two new icons up for them.. props props to whoever drew them!!! they look jus like you guys!
the one on the left is supposed to be bryant... sooooo looks like him in the hawaiin shirt and the little finger motion making fun of poor jonathan!... haha. these dudes are too funny!
the one on the right is a high school friend, derek avery. i had to put it in cuz that looks sooo much like him...even tho i know most of of u girls dun kno who he is. hahaha.
but anywho... these guys are so amazing. i totally envy their friendship.. not that my friendships arent just as magnificent. its jus really great seeing thru their blogger how they are totally there for each other and care for each other... but its even more amazing hanging out with them in person. the dynamic of each and every personility in that group just bounces off each other so well and it is so hysterical! its always such a riot... and they NEVER get pissed at each other.. even tho the whole time theyre just capping on each other. hehe. thats friendship! haha. they truly amaze me. i never believed that a group of guys could have such a REAL friendship with eachother. prOps bry.. prOps!. you really are lucky to have such amazing friends!.. "
We are lucky...remember that...good friends are hard to find and I'm glad I've found a great group here.
On a side note...I think Monique and her Berkeley friends are the only ones to ever call me Bry...interesting...haha not really. Weird thought.
Time for class to end and meet w/ my red faced teacher....nap time....then SOCOM all night long....WOOO HOOO!
Everyone did not get a just kidding, Derek didn't get one. But he doesn't write anything on here anyway. He probably never reads this either. He's smart.
Brendan: Let's box, you SOFTY!!!!!!! Two hits, me hitting you, you hitting the floor. We're not in Socom land anymore, you can't dominate! hahaha This is one is definitely not a keeper. He's too sensitive =D JUST KIDDING hahahaha. I would love to act in your movie...my two previous hits Sin Igual and Don't Be a Menace (Espanol style w/ a hoop dream effect) gave me great experience in the film industry haha. And write whatever you want. I'm sure I'll be the dirty korean, who is a part time alcoholic hahaha WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! I'll see you on Socom.
Jonathan you are the epitome of not cool. But I like hanging out with you anyway, what does that say about me? Hmmmm....hahaha We have thorlo socks at TW so if you need any for a discount, Bryant can hook it up. Yes I talk in the 3rd person at times. W can't play tennis anymore because you've turned from good to extremely dominate. I've gone from ok to DAMN get that kid off the court! haha That's what I get for not playing for almost a year.
My teacher's face is oddly red. Like she has a full-time sunburn...weird. Group work is terrible if you don't like your group. For my senior project there are mostly cool people, but they're totally inefficient with their time. I walk my ass to school for a "necessary" meeting and we spend 10-15 min talking and assigning work. Easily could be done over the phone or e-mail. For my software testing class, I have someone who talks just to talk and he says a lot of stupid things. Andy doesn't even like him and that means he's gotta be bad because Andy loves everyone. This guy tries to be a group leader but takes on the easiest portions of everything we do. It's ridiculous and dumb. I also think its funny because he's 19-20ish and is balding badly, I know I'm terrible. *knock on wood.
Are you surprised that no one has written about our blog? People must have some pretty bad thoughts and they don't want those to be posted. Perhaps they're not comfortable enough to give us feedback about ourselves. It's ok. We have 4 people writing in this thing, even though our "team" has 6 members. Odd...don't you think?
But I do have one quote about us from Monique's Xanga journal and it goes like this....
"oh dear gosh... i was checking out bry & friend's blogger... and they have two new icons up for them.. props props to whoever drew them!!! they look jus like you guys!
the one on the left is supposed to be bryant... sooooo looks like him in the hawaiin shirt and the little finger motion making fun of poor jonathan!... haha. these dudes are too funny!
the one on the right is a high school friend, derek avery. i had to put it in cuz that looks sooo much like him...even tho i know most of of u girls dun kno who he is. hahaha.
but anywho... these guys are so amazing. i totally envy their friendship.. not that my friendships arent just as magnificent. its jus really great seeing thru their blogger how they are totally there for each other and care for each other... but its even more amazing hanging out with them in person. the dynamic of each and every personility in that group just bounces off each other so well and it is so hysterical! its always such a riot... and they NEVER get pissed at each other.. even tho the whole time theyre just capping on each other. hehe. thats friendship! haha. they truly amaze me. i never believed that a group of guys could have such a REAL friendship with eachother. prOps bry.. prOps!. you really are lucky to have such amazing friends!.. "
We are lucky...remember that...good friends are hard to find and I'm glad I've found a great group here.
On a side note...I think Monique and her Berkeley friends are the only ones to ever call me Bry...interesting...haha not really. Weird thought.
Time for class to end and meet w/ my red faced teacher....nap time....then SOCOM all night long....WOOO HOOO!
Uh huh. I want everyone to notice the fact that Bryant put J/K under pretty much everyone in his last blog except for me. For the record I am not a fucking softy. I will box anyone who thinks otherwise. I got no just kidding because I don't kid. I'm evil and I have diabolical plans for each and every one of you. Remember that! Well actually maybe I act tough to guard this sensitive interior from outside harm. I'm mean because I want to keep people from hurting me. Haha. That's funny...meanwhile I laughed at a girl who tripped over some stairs today...her 6 year old ass should have known better.
So the movie about Team Pooky. The script is actually being thought about. I need one final go ahead to write this script. Remember that making a movie is tedious and sometimes boring work. For the most part I'm sure this could turn out to be a fun project...seeing how we all play off of each other. I also need to put a disclaimer here: Anything I write you must not take seriously. Jon said it best when we could laugh at each other and ourselves without getting worked up in a frenzy. We have had some crazy stuff...well you guys have had some crazy stuff happen to you and I will look at that when I write the script. Of course everyone must okay it but just remember that anything can go. If you aren't okay with this then please let me know. I'm not going to take the motivation away from Metroid Prime just to write a script that will eventually be shelved. Respond back in the blog.
Speaking of responses I didn't get jack shit from pretty much anyone. I got one from my mom. I will post it as soon as I get home from school. For all you other readers out there...if we even have fucking readers, respond to anyone of us. It will then get posted if you want it too...or not. Of course these other five shit crumbs will edit the email to make themselves look better so it be best if you sent them to me. Haha. Okay well I"m about done. I have to go to class, turn something in and then walk out the door and get home early for a night of Socom, Spearhead and Metroid Prime. This computer lab smells like someone shitted mothballs. Fucking Fobs.
Peace. And remember kids: BLuckyDay is down by law...werd...Eecs is a nerd...who laid terds...sloppy sucka mutha fucka...fo'sho.
So the movie about Team Pooky. The script is actually being thought about. I need one final go ahead to write this script. Remember that making a movie is tedious and sometimes boring work. For the most part I'm sure this could turn out to be a fun project...seeing how we all play off of each other. I also need to put a disclaimer here: Anything I write you must not take seriously. Jon said it best when we could laugh at each other and ourselves without getting worked up in a frenzy. We have had some crazy stuff...well you guys have had some crazy stuff happen to you and I will look at that when I write the script. Of course everyone must okay it but just remember that anything can go. If you aren't okay with this then please let me know. I'm not going to take the motivation away from Metroid Prime just to write a script that will eventually be shelved. Respond back in the blog.
Speaking of responses I didn't get jack shit from pretty much anyone. I got one from my mom. I will post it as soon as I get home from school. For all you other readers out there...if we even have fucking readers, respond to anyone of us. It will then get posted if you want it too...or not. Of course these other five shit crumbs will edit the email to make themselves look better so it be best if you sent them to me. Haha. Okay well I"m about done. I have to go to class, turn something in and then walk out the door and get home early for a night of Socom, Spearhead and Metroid Prime. This computer lab smells like someone shitted mothballs. Fucking Fobs.
Peace. And remember kids: BLuckyDay is down by law...werd...Eecs is a nerd...who laid terds...sloppy sucka mutha fucka...fo'sho.
Nov 20, 2002
Re: LL's post
I care. (mehmehmehpowerconverters... heh)
Yes Bryant, I am certain that you must have been oblivous to signs of attraction in the past. Probably no big loss though. Except for those longing glances from BLuckyDay, that gal's a keeper. =D
"Not really my crowd, but most are actually pretty cool," huh. So... your crowd would then be mostly not cool. Look at these icons. Okay, so no argument here, but that's mean. Oh well, the truth hurts and I'm covered with bruises.
Tennis class
Ahh... I LOVE TENNIS. Heh another brief but utterly enjoyable class period that taught me nothing but gave me the chance to go out and hit some balls. So the coach seems to really want me on the team. At the start of class he told me he wanted to play singles against this other Jo(h)n, so we did so. We ended up just rallying the whole time, which is fine with me. I finished Visual Tennis, so now I'm reading Brad Gilbert's book, Winning Ugly. It's very good so far. Tonight I tried one of his tips--to start out nice and easy, going for depth and control but not hard strokes early on. I started to get into my rallying form, and eventually hit a little harder. But I was hitting the corners left and right, which Jo(h)n pointed out to me afterward, seemingly amazed. I'm learning to focus more on hitting my target rather than trying to put pace on the ball. I think after a while I'll be consistent enough to add that extra power, which will hopefully result in deadly force that will tear the other Lockheed players up. Wishful thinking, but at least I have a goal. So anyways, after class the coach told me to think about trying out for the team, and gave me a copy of the spring schedule. Apparently I would have to be free from 2:00-5:00pm, which is not happening, so oh well on that. And I'm still loving the Thorlo socks.
Blog feedback, etc.
Yeah, so word on the street is our readership has grown a bit beyond the core group (i.e. Team Pooky). If our antics haven't managed to alienate you completely yet (or even if they have), feel free to e-mail any of us... click on the names under the icons to do so. I'd agree that we're all actually nice guys, but our ability to laugh at ourselves and one another has evolved into an all-inclusive-make-fun-of-the-whole-world mentality. And we often take an extreme tone or point of view mainly for humor's sake... The world would be a better place if everyone were more like us. No touchiness, no taking pointless offense at petty things. Just fun times and good laughs at everyone's expense. Join us... love life... love stupid.
I care. (mehmehmehpowerconverters... heh)
Yes Bryant, I am certain that you must have been oblivous to signs of attraction in the past. Probably no big loss though. Except for those longing glances from BLuckyDay, that gal's a keeper. =D
"Not really my crowd, but most are actually pretty cool," huh. So... your crowd would then be mostly not cool. Look at these icons. Okay, so no argument here, but that's mean. Oh well, the truth hurts and I'm covered with bruises.
Tennis class
Ahh... I LOVE TENNIS. Heh another brief but utterly enjoyable class period that taught me nothing but gave me the chance to go out and hit some balls. So the coach seems to really want me on the team. At the start of class he told me he wanted to play singles against this other Jo(h)n, so we did so. We ended up just rallying the whole time, which is fine with me. I finished Visual Tennis, so now I'm reading Brad Gilbert's book, Winning Ugly. It's very good so far. Tonight I tried one of his tips--to start out nice and easy, going for depth and control but not hard strokes early on. I started to get into my rallying form, and eventually hit a little harder. But I was hitting the corners left and right, which Jo(h)n pointed out to me afterward, seemingly amazed. I'm learning to focus more on hitting my target rather than trying to put pace on the ball. I think after a while I'll be consistent enough to add that extra power, which will hopefully result in deadly force that will tear the other Lockheed players up. Wishful thinking, but at least I have a goal. So anyways, after class the coach told me to think about trying out for the team, and gave me a copy of the spring schedule. Apparently I would have to be free from 2:00-5:00pm, which is not happening, so oh well on that. And I'm still loving the Thorlo socks.
Blog feedback, etc.
Yeah, so word on the street is our readership has grown a bit beyond the core group (i.e. Team Pooky). If our antics haven't managed to alienate you completely yet (or even if they have), feel free to e-mail any of us... click on the names under the icons to do so. I'd agree that we're all actually nice guys, but our ability to laugh at ourselves and one another has evolved into an all-inclusive-make-fun-of-the-whole-world mentality. And we often take an extreme tone or point of view mainly for humor's sake... The world would be a better place if everyone were more like us. No touchiness, no taking pointless offense at petty things. Just fun times and good laughs at everyone's expense. Join us... love life... love stupid.
Whats up all....
Here I am for my weekly blog. I don't have a lot to say either to be honest with ya. I'm gonna elaborate on some of what Brendan has wrote to our readers.
I don't necessarily think that you all reading this are becoming stupider. I think you're becoming more enlightened to the lifestyles of 6 young individual...well 5, Jon's 23...old man! By reading our blog, you'll probably think, either a. these guys hate each other or b. these guys are stupid, yet somehow entertaining...haha I am hoping you're thinking more towards the "b" side. Brendan is right that we aren't assholes. We have a totally different style of humor.
Derek is a little bit of a flake (bball?!?!), but he's got some entertaining stories and I think he's had the most adventures. Back in his youth, he used to be a ladies man, god knows what happened since then.
Jonathan is Mr. Drammar, even online in conversations, emails, etc...I bet he's critiquing this as we speak. Good tennis player, one of these days I hope to beat him. Most likely not though, damn it! Let's play hockey Mo-fo and we'll see what's up hehe. j/k
Steve never blogs on this anymore, he's got his own. Mr. Fancy and his own blog! Don't you feel special! He's also a nice guy though. Amazing huh? j/k
Brian - good work w/ handling the situation. I would've kicked the SHIT out of those guys haha ya right! But as long as everyone's safe in the end, it's all good. Brian is now known as the guy who watches our backs and comes to the rescue. He's also Mr. Invisible who nevers comes home for breaks. No one wants to see you anway...j/k =D
Brendan, he's a straight asshole. Nothing anyone can do about that. But believe it or not, if you have any problem he some how rationalizes it so that it makes total sense and makes you feel more comfortable inside. He's a big softy inside and he knows it. He'll just never admit. Don't be intimidated or you've already made a mistake! The killing part, I don't know...I've been gone at school for a while...sky's the limit for him.
As for me, I'm the nice guy of course. I was Most Friendliest! I did not vote for myself for friendliest. I thought I was gosh darn Best All Around baby! Yes I'm modest hehe. I have a hugely sarcastic nature, with the crazy noises I make, facial expressions, or as Jonathan would put it, a SASS mouth. Just don't say anything totally ignorant around me, especially in a serious tone or I may not take you seriously for a while. But hey, follow Brendan's advice and sign my guestbook (bhlee3.tripod.com) Make it look like I have friends. =D Funny, ever since Brendan's little advertisement, two people have signed it! He should be a marketing major!
I would also like any of you to e-mail Brendan because I would be interested to know what you guys/gals (I want to be politically correct) think of us.
Onto thoughts that have come up this week. After a talk w/ Steve, we've decided that girls are crazy. Always seem to be playing some sort of my game w/ the fellaz. It's funny though because some guys never learn...COUGH...ME?! j/k I learn!....sometimes...no seriously I do...ok I don't...SHIT hehe.
Also love can be the best thing in the world, but when it ends, so does your world. That is until you find it again. Takes time...booooooo time! hehehehe
I also ran into a girl who used to go to PHS. Damn I felt hella old because I was telling her about what I was planning and things I've thought about (career, investments, family, etc.) and she was like "Dang, that's crazy! I never think about things like that, damn you're old!" I think she only talked to me because she knows I can string her racquet at a discount. Hahah oh dear! you know what's weird, is during the summer I couldn't stay up past 10, but nowadayz I can't go to bed until 3 or 4. This is a problem...I need sleep damn it!!!! I tried to get some sleep over the weekend but nnooooo I had to play videogames. They're the freakin devil!
My week has been kind of hectic, I have papers to write, my Senior Project, Database, and some Software tests to finish up for next week. Damn, my break is going to suck. I am going to be doing school work the whole time. That's what I get for slacking off and playing Socom, which kicks ass these dayz. But on a good note, I busted an A on my Strategic Management midterm. The weird part is I actually studied for that one. Studying works! Who knew? I tell ya, I need to be a manager of some sort. That's my calling hehe. Either do that or work at Tennis Warehouse my whole life.
Craziest thing that happened at work is that I met this guy, who's korean, his name is Brian and he has an older sister too. And when we were talking we had all the same shit going on, Korean mom nagging, own some sort of store and having to work at it, and crazy korean sisters who drove us nutz. I thought the coincidences were pretty crazy. It was good because I don't talk to too many people at tennis warehouse. Not really my crowd, but most are actually pretty cool. Interesting what happens when you actually talk to people haha. I'm soooooo quiet somedayz.
Another weird/funny thing that happened this week, while I was scanning a picture for my Web site, I looked at the back of it. There was some girl's number on the back of it, to those who wonder who it might be (Key Club...which girl did I talk about?..jonathan I know you know that one). I thought it was hilarious because the picture is almost 5 years old and I just discovered that. Damn, was I that ignorant? Or I did know she liked me but I was just not interested at all, but I wanted the picture? haha I always wonder if girls ever gave me signs in the past that they liked, but I just never realized or knew. All in the past, but got me thinking a little bit. Mostly likely not, but who knows...who cares?! Me, for a second or two =D
Alright, am I done babbling today? Wait, there's a little more....Jonathan I love the icon. So many inside jokes in one little picture, UNBEATABLE. That damn walls of Bryant is scary you stalker! hehe Good job though, I love it...thanks! Derek's icon is f***ing hilarious! Brendan, god damn (sorry derek no offense hehe), I laugh everytime I see it. Way better than Gaston! As for the Xmas thing, whatever you guyz want to do. I'm down for whateverz. Poor bastards...thought that counts hehe.
For realz, I'm done! Take care of yourselfz and I will be back Tuesday if anyone really cares...anyone care? Didn't think so, Damn! hahahaha I need sleep!
Here I am for my weekly blog. I don't have a lot to say either to be honest with ya. I'm gonna elaborate on some of what Brendan has wrote to our readers.
I don't necessarily think that you all reading this are becoming stupider. I think you're becoming more enlightened to the lifestyles of 6 young individual...well 5, Jon's 23...old man! By reading our blog, you'll probably think, either a. these guys hate each other or b. these guys are stupid, yet somehow entertaining...haha I am hoping you're thinking more towards the "b" side. Brendan is right that we aren't assholes. We have a totally different style of humor.
Derek is a little bit of a flake (bball?!?!), but he's got some entertaining stories and I think he's had the most adventures. Back in his youth, he used to be a ladies man, god knows what happened since then.
Jonathan is Mr. Drammar, even online in conversations, emails, etc...I bet he's critiquing this as we speak. Good tennis player, one of these days I hope to beat him. Most likely not though, damn it! Let's play hockey Mo-fo and we'll see what's up hehe. j/k
Steve never blogs on this anymore, he's got his own. Mr. Fancy and his own blog! Don't you feel special! He's also a nice guy though. Amazing huh? j/k
Brian - good work w/ handling the situation. I would've kicked the SHIT out of those guys haha ya right! But as long as everyone's safe in the end, it's all good. Brian is now known as the guy who watches our backs and comes to the rescue. He's also Mr. Invisible who nevers comes home for breaks. No one wants to see you anway...j/k =D
Brendan, he's a straight asshole. Nothing anyone can do about that. But believe it or not, if you have any problem he some how rationalizes it so that it makes total sense and makes you feel more comfortable inside. He's a big softy inside and he knows it. He'll just never admit. Don't be intimidated or you've already made a mistake! The killing part, I don't know...I've been gone at school for a while...sky's the limit for him.
As for me, I'm the nice guy of course. I was Most Friendliest! I did not vote for myself for friendliest. I thought I was gosh darn Best All Around baby! Yes I'm modest hehe. I have a hugely sarcastic nature, with the crazy noises I make, facial expressions, or as Jonathan would put it, a SASS mouth. Just don't say anything totally ignorant around me, especially in a serious tone or I may not take you seriously for a while. But hey, follow Brendan's advice and sign my guestbook (bhlee3.tripod.com) Make it look like I have friends. =D Funny, ever since Brendan's little advertisement, two people have signed it! He should be a marketing major!
I would also like any of you to e-mail Brendan because I would be interested to know what you guys/gals (I want to be politically correct) think of us.
Onto thoughts that have come up this week. After a talk w/ Steve, we've decided that girls are crazy. Always seem to be playing some sort of my game w/ the fellaz. It's funny though because some guys never learn...COUGH...ME?! j/k I learn!....sometimes...no seriously I do...ok I don't...SHIT hehe.
Also love can be the best thing in the world, but when it ends, so does your world. That is until you find it again. Takes time...booooooo time! hehehehe
I also ran into a girl who used to go to PHS. Damn I felt hella old because I was telling her about what I was planning and things I've thought about (career, investments, family, etc.) and she was like "Dang, that's crazy! I never think about things like that, damn you're old!" I think she only talked to me because she knows I can string her racquet at a discount. Hahah oh dear! you know what's weird, is during the summer I couldn't stay up past 10, but nowadayz I can't go to bed until 3 or 4. This is a problem...I need sleep damn it!!!! I tried to get some sleep over the weekend but nnooooo I had to play videogames. They're the freakin devil!
My week has been kind of hectic, I have papers to write, my Senior Project, Database, and some Software tests to finish up for next week. Damn, my break is going to suck. I am going to be doing school work the whole time. That's what I get for slacking off and playing Socom, which kicks ass these dayz. But on a good note, I busted an A on my Strategic Management midterm. The weird part is I actually studied for that one. Studying works! Who knew? I tell ya, I need to be a manager of some sort. That's my calling hehe. Either do that or work at Tennis Warehouse my whole life.
Craziest thing that happened at work is that I met this guy, who's korean, his name is Brian and he has an older sister too. And when we were talking we had all the same shit going on, Korean mom nagging, own some sort of store and having to work at it, and crazy korean sisters who drove us nutz. I thought the coincidences were pretty crazy. It was good because I don't talk to too many people at tennis warehouse. Not really my crowd, but most are actually pretty cool. Interesting what happens when you actually talk to people haha. I'm soooooo quiet somedayz.
Another weird/funny thing that happened this week, while I was scanning a picture for my Web site, I looked at the back of it. There was some girl's number on the back of it, to those who wonder who it might be (Key Club...which girl did I talk about?..jonathan I know you know that one). I thought it was hilarious because the picture is almost 5 years old and I just discovered that. Damn, was I that ignorant? Or I did know she liked me but I was just not interested at all, but I wanted the picture? haha I always wonder if girls ever gave me signs in the past that they liked, but I just never realized or knew. All in the past, but got me thinking a little bit. Mostly likely not, but who knows...who cares?! Me, for a second or two =D
Alright, am I done babbling today? Wait, there's a little more....Jonathan I love the icon. So many inside jokes in one little picture, UNBEATABLE. That damn walls of Bryant is scary you stalker! hehe Good job though, I love it...thanks! Derek's icon is f***ing hilarious! Brendan, god damn (sorry derek no offense hehe), I laugh everytime I see it. Way better than Gaston! As for the Xmas thing, whatever you guyz want to do. I'm down for whateverz. Poor bastards...thought that counts hehe.
For realz, I'm done! Take care of yourselfz and I will be back Tuesday if anyone really cares...anyone care? Didn't think so, Damn! hahahaha I need sleep!
Nov 18, 2002
Ugh. So now Hapachan wants to draw his damn icon. After I finish no less.
Mental Abstraction is stupid. We love stupid. I love stupid. I hate Mental Abstraction. Go figure. It is funny how I have absolutely nothing to say other than I finished Dirk's icon. For nothing. Lets see if I can pull something out of my ass. Ooh crumbs. Finger licking good. Ewww. I figure I will write a little blog for people who read this other than the inner circle. So here goes.
I'm sorry. Everytime we upload something and you read it you are getting stupider. No question about it. Your emotions might also get a little jaded. Pretty soon you will not like Cambodians either. Or Canadians. We aren't really assholes on the inside. Well I am. But the rest of these numnuts are really nice guys. Except for Jon. He corrects people too much. It makes him feel like the bigger man. That's fine. I have the bigger package. And who the fuck wants to buy presents for themselves. Selfish bastard. (Hey Jon. Count me as a Yes on that one) But everyone else is cool. 'Cept for Dirk. He never calls to kill zombies with me anymore. He acts like he has someone else in his life besides Leon. Inside joke. Seriously though everyone else is thoughtful. Then again Brian did kick Mexicans out of his work. Minorities keeping minorites down. When will it all end? (Except for kicking FOBS...they are not minorities...just inferiorities. Haha.) Okay but the rest of them are courteous. Although Bryant does make fun of people who aren't as good as him in Socom. He is very mean. Most friendliest in high school? Two people must have voted on that one. One of them was Bryant. The other was the friendliest girl. She voted for herself. So the only one left is Steve. But he hates everything. Except frosted flakes and poonjabi food. So there you go. Your IQ went down ten fold after reading this last paragraph. You might not even be able to read this anymore. Your welcome. I did you a favor. Haha. But seriously. Some in the inner circle might object to this but I think it would be funny. If you have a thought on our blog and would like to share something that strikes you odd about us please email me. I will then post up some comments for the rest of the guys. It'll be confidential. Unless you talk shit. Then I will put your name down on this blog for everyone to see. Then I will kill you for the love of the sport. Feel free to express anything though! =) I love killing.
Hommeikun1@msn.com
Wheee. Please send stuff! Oh and please sign Bryant's guestbook! Eecs can only do it so many times! =)
Mental Abstraction is stupid. We love stupid. I love stupid. I hate Mental Abstraction. Go figure. It is funny how I have absolutely nothing to say other than I finished Dirk's icon. For nothing. Lets see if I can pull something out of my ass. Ooh crumbs. Finger licking good. Ewww. I figure I will write a little blog for people who read this other than the inner circle. So here goes.
I'm sorry. Everytime we upload something and you read it you are getting stupider. No question about it. Your emotions might also get a little jaded. Pretty soon you will not like Cambodians either. Or Canadians. We aren't really assholes on the inside. Well I am. But the rest of these numnuts are really nice guys. Except for Jon. He corrects people too much. It makes him feel like the bigger man. That's fine. I have the bigger package. And who the fuck wants to buy presents for themselves. Selfish bastard. (Hey Jon. Count me as a Yes on that one) But everyone else is cool. 'Cept for Dirk. He never calls to kill zombies with me anymore. He acts like he has someone else in his life besides Leon. Inside joke. Seriously though everyone else is thoughtful. Then again Brian did kick Mexicans out of his work. Minorities keeping minorites down. When will it all end? (Except for kicking FOBS...they are not minorities...just inferiorities. Haha.) Okay but the rest of them are courteous. Although Bryant does make fun of people who aren't as good as him in Socom. He is very mean. Most friendliest in high school? Two people must have voted on that one. One of them was Bryant. The other was the friendliest girl. She voted for herself. So the only one left is Steve. But he hates everything. Except frosted flakes and poonjabi food. So there you go. Your IQ went down ten fold after reading this last paragraph. You might not even be able to read this anymore. Your welcome. I did you a favor. Haha. But seriously. Some in the inner circle might object to this but I think it would be funny. If you have a thought on our blog and would like to share something that strikes you odd about us please email me. I will then post up some comments for the rest of the guys. It'll be confidential. Unless you talk shit. Then I will put your name down on this blog for everyone to see. Then I will kill you for the love of the sport. Feel free to express anything though! =) I love killing.
Hommeikun1@msn.com
Wheee. Please send stuff! Oh and please sign Bryant's guestbook! Eecs can only do it so many times! =)
Snacks: Heheheheh... well, it looks like you don't have to worry about your icon anymore. ENTER THE CHEXICAN.
Brian: Don't even second guess yourself about that judgment call. You're worried you made a decision based on looks? Apparently those guys looked drunk, disobedient, and numerous. Like you said, you'd have to be a fool to keep pressing those guys if they didn't listen the first time. Especially if good ol' Paul was really being threatened. Besides, apparently those drunk bastards were littering--I HATE THAT LAZY DIRTY ASS SHIET. And on your job site, no less. In any case, no harm done... and good job keeping your employee out of harm's way, even if it was just his imagination.
Oh and you need to get some weekends off, fool.
Dream: Weird... the other night I had a dream that I was back in CYS baseball, little league styles. But instead of a bunch of bowl cuts and Lesli beating Steve down, it was my old friends from Price Middle School (the ones who went to Del Mar and I never saw again). I was playing first base--unusual. I had no mitt--bitchy. Not only was it hard to catch that way, it didn't matter because every time the ball was thrown to me it was a horrible toss ten feet or so away. So now I'm thinking twice about my triumphant return to T-ball. Dreams don't come true.
Brian: Don't even second guess yourself about that judgment call. You're worried you made a decision based on looks? Apparently those guys looked drunk, disobedient, and numerous. Like you said, you'd have to be a fool to keep pressing those guys if they didn't listen the first time. Especially if good ol' Paul was really being threatened. Besides, apparently those drunk bastards were littering--I HATE THAT LAZY DIRTY ASS SHIET. And on your job site, no less. In any case, no harm done... and good job keeping your employee out of harm's way, even if it was just his imagination.
Oh and you need to get some weekends off, fool.
Dream: Weird... the other night I had a dream that I was back in CYS baseball, little league styles. But instead of a bunch of bowl cuts and Lesli beating Steve down, it was my old friends from Price Middle School (the ones who went to Del Mar and I never saw again). I was playing first base--unusual. I had no mitt--bitchy. Not only was it hard to catch that way, it didn't matter because every time the ball was thrown to me it was a horrible toss ten feet or so away. So now I'm thinking twice about my triumphant return to T-ball. Dreams don't come true.
Ahh, I just got back from one of the most interesting days at work. It really opened my eyes a little bit about conflict resolution 'n junk. I'm going to share it with you guys just for the hell of it.
Scandia attracts many types of people, from innocent little kids to the wannabe hard-core punks. Tonight one of my employees, Paul, noticed about 10 Mexicans ranging from 18-25 were drinking in our parking lot. Scandia is privately owned, and one of our rules is no open alcohol on the grounds. Paul radios the situation to me, and I go to check it out. Before I get there, Paul is telling this group to leave, and that they are not to come back at Scandia. Not the smartest move confronting 10 drunk people by yourself.... Anyway, of course they take offense to the situation. I grab Paul and we move back inside. Normally that would be the end of it, but they continued to hang around and were getting louder. I moved Paul inside to do some trivial work, and I called the police. RP police love to take their time responding to our calls. After making the call, I notice that some of the drunks have moved inside. That really didn't bother me, but it scared the shit out of Paul. He said that threats were made to him. So, I moved him into the office, where only I have the key... Long story short, they leave and the police arrive 10 minutes later.
Normally that would be the end of it, but after I closed Scandia, they came back. I had a team of 3 with me, including Paul (Donno, why he didn't leave when given the chance...). They were standing outside the gates looking in. I had Paul hide in the "track house" while I secured Scandia... We have radios and he tells me he called the police. After a fun 10 minutes, police arrive and bust them.
Life should have been well and good, but I can't stop thinking about it. While locking down Scandia, I couldn't think why they didn't try to come in... The police tell me later that they didn't have a ride and were waiting on a taxi. And you know what? A taxi did come by after the police. I think we accidentally jumped the gun and assumed that they were back for Paul. I drive away and I see In & Out on the ground. I could imagine them walking to In & Out, eating and coming back. They did nothing after our closing... They were probably surprised that the police came to talk to them. Instead of me going out to talk with them, the police were called. What would have happened if I had gone out to talk? Would I have discovered that it was all just a misunderstanding? Did I not want to talk to them because of how they looked?
Anyway again, I'm just scribbling what's coming to my head, and it usually doesn't make too much sense, so I'll move on :)
I should be coming back for Thanksgiving, but I won't be able to stay for very long. I'm usually the one to work on weekends, so I'd only be able to stay a day or so... heh, remember that promise to stick with you guys more? I guess I'm still breaking it :( We'll see what happens.
Four weeks of school left! I can't wait to be done with this semester, so I can finally change my major to buisness. I'm a lot happier in the business field... The other day I took a look at some of my programs, and I laugh at some of the comments I made. One of my dear comments was "This function gets called... Not that it does anything." I'm surprised that my professors didn't die from laughter. Fun times...
Time for some sleep... Got another wonderful day of work and school tomorrow! Til next time!
Scandia attracts many types of people, from innocent little kids to the wannabe hard-core punks. Tonight one of my employees, Paul, noticed about 10 Mexicans ranging from 18-25 were drinking in our parking lot. Scandia is privately owned, and one of our rules is no open alcohol on the grounds. Paul radios the situation to me, and I go to check it out. Before I get there, Paul is telling this group to leave, and that they are not to come back at Scandia. Not the smartest move confronting 10 drunk people by yourself.... Anyway, of course they take offense to the situation. I grab Paul and we move back inside. Normally that would be the end of it, but they continued to hang around and were getting louder. I moved Paul inside to do some trivial work, and I called the police. RP police love to take their time responding to our calls. After making the call, I notice that some of the drunks have moved inside. That really didn't bother me, but it scared the shit out of Paul. He said that threats were made to him. So, I moved him into the office, where only I have the key... Long story short, they leave and the police arrive 10 minutes later.
Normally that would be the end of it, but after I closed Scandia, they came back. I had a team of 3 with me, including Paul (Donno, why he didn't leave when given the chance...). They were standing outside the gates looking in. I had Paul hide in the "track house" while I secured Scandia... We have radios and he tells me he called the police. After a fun 10 minutes, police arrive and bust them.
Life should have been well and good, but I can't stop thinking about it. While locking down Scandia, I couldn't think why they didn't try to come in... The police tell me later that they didn't have a ride and were waiting on a taxi. And you know what? A taxi did come by after the police. I think we accidentally jumped the gun and assumed that they were back for Paul. I drive away and I see In & Out on the ground. I could imagine them walking to In & Out, eating and coming back. They did nothing after our closing... They were probably surprised that the police came to talk to them. Instead of me going out to talk with them, the police were called. What would have happened if I had gone out to talk? Would I have discovered that it was all just a misunderstanding? Did I not want to talk to them because of how they looked?
Anyway again, I'm just scribbling what's coming to my head, and it usually doesn't make too much sense, so I'll move on :)
I should be coming back for Thanksgiving, but I won't be able to stay for very long. I'm usually the one to work on weekends, so I'd only be able to stay a day or so... heh, remember that promise to stick with you guys more? I guess I'm still breaking it :( We'll see what happens.
Four weeks of school left! I can't wait to be done with this semester, so I can finally change my major to buisness. I'm a lot happier in the business field... The other day I took a look at some of my programs, and I laugh at some of the comments I made. One of my dear comments was "This function gets called... Not that it does anything." I'm surprised that my professors didn't die from laughter. Fun times...
Time for some sleep... Got another wonderful day of work and school tomorrow! Til next time!
Nov 17, 2002
Another icon completed at last... Bryant, why must you treat our friend Pooky so? He's just trying to be a good admin.
Thoughts on the upcoming holiday season...
(1) I hope to see everyone over Thanksgiving weekend. Thanksgiving is a good time to spend with family and real friends. We can all meet up after that.
(2) As for the traditional Christmas giftgiving, I came up with a plan to mix it up a little this year. Normally, we pretty much expect to give and get some stuff. This can involve a lot of frustrating brainstorming followed by tremendous expense (or, it can involve brown-bagged beef flavor, depends how much you care heheh). Instead of going through all that fanciness, how about we each figure out how much we normally spend, then use that money to get something special for ourself. We can all meet one day and surprise one another with our perfect gifts. No need for secret returns or hidden disappointment! No need to ask about anyone's current DVD collection! Then, just for fun, we can still get each other gag gifts if we happen to think of or come across good ones. And those are usually cheap. =D
I bought some Thorlo tennis socks. They're padded extra thick and it feels like I'm running around on pillows out there (in a good comfortable way, not an awkward get-foot-stuck-and-fall-on-face way). I recommend them to all sports playaz (they make em for basketball too).
Thoughts on the upcoming holiday season...
(1) I hope to see everyone over Thanksgiving weekend. Thanksgiving is a good time to spend with family and real friends. We can all meet up after that.
(2) As for the traditional Christmas giftgiving, I came up with a plan to mix it up a little this year. Normally, we pretty much expect to give and get some stuff. This can involve a lot of frustrating brainstorming followed by tremendous expense (or, it can involve brown-bagged beef flavor, depends how much you care heheh). Instead of going through all that fanciness, how about we each figure out how much we normally spend, then use that money to get something special for ourself. We can all meet one day and surprise one another with our perfect gifts. No need for secret returns or hidden disappointment! No need to ask about anyone's current DVD collection! Then, just for fun, we can still get each other gag gifts if we happen to think of or come across good ones. And those are usually cheap. =D
I bought some Thorlo tennis socks. They're padded extra thick and it feels like I'm running around on pillows out there (in a good comfortable way, not an awkward get-foot-stuck-and-fall-on-face way). I recommend them to all sports playaz (they make em for basketball too).
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