i subscribe to a number of professional magazines and journals at my job. one of them is SuperVision.

it occurs to me, that it's exactly like 'women's world' magazine, except for supervisors and without the color pictures and recipes.

"in conclusion, our friends and family care about us and want us to be healthy. therefore, we must strive to be mentally active. we can make all our hopes and dreams come true when we keep our mind and body in top condition. by staying healthy, we can be productive and pleasant as we journey through life."

are you effing shitting me?


just when you think

just when you think owen can't get any cuter....




owen totally took this photo of his mom.




knock, knock

oh, why, hello there! how ARE you doing? i know, i know, SO good to see you too, it has been a while. taking care of yourself? drinking lots of water? applying moisturizer and using a condom? keeping that nose clean? well, bully for you!

i'm semi-coherent at present; our office is sweltering today at 2 pm. florida weather is highly whack during early winter (is december considered early winter?! perhaps only for florida. i'm quite sure my sense of the seasons aren't in line with those who live in the northern states.). this morning was a nippy 40 degrees and when i went out for lunch today, to sit by the river and knit, it was 74 degrees out! i was no match for the sun and my long sleeves and i scurried off after 30 minutes to sit indoors. the knitting made my hands sweat. very sexy. and i would have enjoyed myself inside, except that "they", the unseen and almighty controllers of the thermostat, appear to have set the temperature to a balmy 80 degrees, with a humidity of 85%. awesome. i melt.

this weekend was spent in gainesville staying with, sleeping with, and catching up with erika and giving healing vibes to meaghan. we 3 spent many hours knitting, drinking, baking cupcakes, eating them with chocolate ganache and espresso whipped cream, cooing over owen and downing mimosas. and watching office, season 4. the next tv show on our agenda is buffy. gfss is all about the tv show marathons. and spending way too much on yarn. and drinking outrageously strong and thick coffee. and attemping to take non-blurry photos of owen. and incomplete sentences.

i'll have to see what i can do about uploading some photos tonight. must not lose my momentum with organizing my digital photos!



oink?, originally uploaded by gimchi.

some photos of the ceremony are available here !

so very many thanks are needed for our wedding and nothing i could write could ever be enough.

to amy, for making the most delicious chocolate hazelnut cake i've ever eaten, with the most adorable and edible birds i've ever seen. i think there may be a photo of anthony pulling an ozzy on one of them...

to jacques, for running around with a video camera capturing all of our best and most embarassing antics. (like when a glass of red wine went down the front of my dress.)

to keoni for being our d.j. and for being so damn hip. SPRING BREAK!

to fanny and joyce, for manning the guest book table and helping out with the delayed seating (small fiasco).

to virginia, meaghan and erika for ironing, making the bouquets, the placecards and for ripping me out of my dress at the end of the night, when the heat rash set in (sexy, right?). and for plying me with alcohol anytime i needed it.

to sleep goblin, for traveling to florida, going with me to the zoo, learning me how to crochet and being a superb internet girlfriend.

to my mom, for keeping my family all rounded up, for being supportive and for freaking out so i did, eventually, get my nails done the morning of. mom, you were right.

and to anthony, for being calm and wonderful and sweet and himself.


three things

firstly, rant. (want to end on a high note.)

don't you just love it when the department you work in keeps its doors locked? and then someone knocks on the door when they need to come in and so you have to get up and open the door and let them in? AND THEY DON'T EVEN LOOK AT YOU?!?! yea. real nice. i'm not your damn servant, don't just walk into our department like you own the place and i'm a piece of furniture.


what a freaking idiot. *frantic stabbing motions with a tightly clutched pen*

secondly, addiction.

i have successfully infected both rachel and meaghan with the debilitating twilight disease. erika is sure to follow as she was reading twilight on sunday as her car was being fixed in tampa. the series we hate to love. meaghan read twilight in something like 4 hours. drunk from my wedding, she awoke at 4 am unable to sleep. she staggered out of bed and read twilight. *evil laugh* sleep goblin may be on their heels, if she can get it from the library. i anticipate similar addictive results, however, once the book is in her hands.

thirdly, bliss.

it's official, i'm married! no longer living in sin, i'm an honest woman. whatever that means. also, what? lower taxes?

a few bumps during the day, but it all ended in an orgiastic dance party in the middle of the hall. hurray! my mom went around saying "i haven't clinked with you yet!" to absolutely everyone and then chugging her frambroise lambic. *clink clink* (note: not to be confused with erika's misguided toast the night before in the hotel room: "chink!.... oh wait...")

the food, the open bar, the cake, ohmygodthecake. it was so delicious. chocolate hazelnut heaven.

and the photographers were, in a word, amazing. i can't wait to get the pictures! i'll write more when they're up; it seemed like so much was going on and i missed 75% of it all!


the happening: totally sucked.

penelope: totally rocked.

twilight: also, totally rocked.

sooo............... i'm a little drunk at 1:20 am. today was spent at ikea fielding calls from various libraries that our database totally went down. *big sigh* trust me, it was not pretty. it was, in fact, really awful, to spend a saturday getting calls every 3 minutes from 25 branches saying the same thing. hopefully i came across as calm and patient, because really, it wasn't their fault. issues are now resolved, indexes have been cleaned up and thanks to my supervisor, things are much, much better.

i have read the first 2 books of the twilight series in 3 days. i am on my period. that's the only reason/excuse i can give for delving so deeply into teen vamp romance books. i'll probably watch the movie that's coming out, however, i harbor no hope for it in the least. c'mon, the books have like, almost no plot. it's a vamp romance. end of story.

tonight at wal-mart (*cringe*) ant and i fought furiously (best 2 out of 3) for who would get to pick the movie to watch that evening. paper rock scissors. he completely whalloped my ass, as much as is able in such a high-stakes game. completely.

so we watched 'the happening' and laughed our way through it because IT WAS TERRIBLE. seriously terrible. the acting was atrotious and while the idea was interesting, ... no, no, let's face it, it was a terrible movie. that's all i can say about it. it was laughable.

so after it was over (we watched at least a third of it at 1.5 fast forward speed), we watched penelope, which was FAR better and cuter and sweeter. a nice fairy tale movie, really, with christina ricci and james mcavoy.

wedding planning is going swimmingly! i'm not anywhere near as stressed as i thought i would be. i mean, there are stresses, but nothing major. i'm kind of really excited and slightly giddy. my brother, vince, picked out the wines and will be able to order them through the restaurant at which he works. !! he's taking a test to start the process to begin to be a sommelier. i know i probably spelled that incorrectly. in any case, it's very cool. he's going to learn me on how to become a lush. and not just a lush. an educated lush. oh yes. so he picked out some chardonnay and some riesling and some pinot noir. i'm very excited. and it's a chinese banquet and we bought some candles and plants at ikea today. i'm making the cake topper and our friend is making the cake and it's chocolate and it's going to be delicious. hazelnut chocolate, even.

ah, enough on that. i'm making a top hat out of a wine cork.

and... enough on this blog. i'm going to commence reading book 3 of the twilight series.



that was the temperature this morning when i stepped outside our front door. i was even chilled by the brisk wind while walking in to work! it was incredible. i love the fall and i had the urge to shop for copious quantities of yarn and start knitting.

2 years - CHECK

anyways, much excitement as of late! i hadn't realized how much time had gone by at all.

so, as noted previously, and evidenced by the above photo, i graduated. i also garnered a librarian position with my library and got a really awesome raise. did i mention it was awesome? why yes, it was awesome. really, really awesome. which is good, since we won't be getting any raises in the near (and far) future due to budget cuts. getting paid more for doing exactly the same sort of work is never a bad thing. however, the bulk of projects has definitely picked up since we lost a coworker (and i got to add his work to my inventory). so my days are insanely full and pass by ever so quickly. they're over before i know it. good and bad, perhaps.

hm, what else. i have ideas for posts, but never actually get around to typing them up. by the time i *have* time to type them up, i'm too tired and need coffee, or am too tired and need to sleep, or am hungry and therefore grumpy. i just can't win.

but here! now! finally! a post. i'm saving the best for last.

i think what i love best about hurricane season, the summer storm season, are the clouds. a few fridays ago anthony and i drove out to pinellas park and the cloud cover was just smashingly beautiful. so much texture and color; it looked like mountains in the distance. when i was in italy for 4 months, the florida sky was one of the things i missed the most. big and open wide with sunlight. and warm. because italy? seriously, bitterly cold in the winter.

and october 31st? halloween? a marriage ceremony! planning has taken up quite a bit of my time and once parents were involved, informal plans spiraled quickly out of hand. we have no complaints, but a monochromatic dress-up reception has been nixed. i feel that i'm in a really good place right now and am getting kind of super giddy now that the big stuff has been done. :D



mm, yes, feeling much better, thanks.

and ahhhhhhhhhh... happy graduation to me! i officially walked on the 9th and it was all over in a mere 90 minutes. it was boring and predictable and it rained afterwards (read: no photos except for those taken by "bob knight"), but it was wonderful closure and the afternoon found me at t.c. choy's with anthony, my family and a-mo's family having a large spread of dim sum. i got duck!! it was delicious, as per usual.

duck makes any celebration greasy, rich and satisfying.

in fact, i am craving it right now... (so hungry!)

MADGE gets a big thank you for lending me her cap and gown! much expense was saved - i only spent $10 on the tassel! which was strangely fat & chunky. my high school and undergrad tassels were much slimmer.

and a thank you to SLEEP GOBLIN for the lovely graduation gift! 'non-adhesive binding books without paste or glue', by keith smith. amazon wishlists are such wonderful, versatile, easily-accessed things. PLUS, she gave me excellent advice on litter and a litterbox (see end of her post for cat poop related items)!

as for my mid-year resolutions, i am walking at least 2-3 times a week.

still need to get a handle on the other 3 items...
- work in my sweatshop atelier at least 6 hours a week (10+ if possible)
- finish business plan
- find a good hair conditioner (preferably non-placental in nature)


slimey blobs

alright. i'm floundering.

and i don't like it. i'm in this strange post-grad haze and i've been this amorphous blob just working, watching dvds and tv shows, doing laundry, eating, lazing, lounging, sighing. i loiter in my kitchen and gaze vacantly at my computer screen.


i'm not really sure what i'm supposed to be doing right now. maybe enjoying all the free post-graduation time, but being poor really blows sometimes. i've looked a little bit for a job, but i'm mostly hanging on to the potential librarian position here within my current organization. the application is in, now i only have to confirm my graduation to have it fully submitted. c'mon, usf! get moving!

i believe that, as a prize for deciding to attend commencement ceremonies, one should be handed a list of pre-approved, high-paying (preferably cushy) jobs in the immediate area and in several choice cities. two years of constant burr grinding and now.... amorphous blob.

so, onward to start a regimen.

mid-year resolutions:
walk/run/bike for 30 minutes 3 to 4 times a week
work in my sweatshop atelier at least 6 hours a week (10+ if possible)
finish business plan
find a good hair conditioner (preferably non-placental in nature)

additional items of glee & diversion:

august 1st was anthony's birthday! i took the friday off and we cavorted in orlando, making visits to ikea, downtown disney and disneyquest. it's five floors of "virtual fun"! double entendre?
it was actually pretty fun. free skeeball to your heart's content? you cannot go wrong.

anthony made the realization that all of the big virtual games weren't really score-based; you couldn't lose. they were directed in such a way as to always let you "win". i responded, "people don't want to pay $37 to be a loser."


pucks & cues

glassin' up the courts

shuffleboard calls to me. calls to my old bones and creaky joints. calls to my days of watching cocoon and batteries not included. those little robots were the best.

it is important to note, however, that shuffleboard only calls to me in the fall. while we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves, we began sweating the moment we stepped out of the car and continued to sweat even while sitting down watching shuffleboard. truly, not for the faint of heart.

maddox came and joined us on the courts! with MAt and amy, of course. look at his expression; he's absolutely tickled to be participating in such a wonderfully timeworn and venerable sport.

the young master is pleased

clothed at first, he quickly shed damp outer cottony layers for the freedom of bare skin cooled by a hot, humid breeze. and the fanning of monetary donations. how could one resist, really? that muffin top is irresistible!! the boy is just so freaking cute. anthony's enthusiasm may have frightened him a little.

too cheap

sweaty pudginess

yuki was strong and braved the florida heat with us. she and i also succeeded in mowing down a roach and a grasshopper with our pucks.

kim: 1
yuki: 1
roaches/grasshoppers: 0

our aim is impeccable.

a true visitor to florida

kareema and francisco duke it out. they are also hoping to plan a championship shuffleboard title sometime in the fall. ah, cool weather ahead. so c'mon people. BRING IT.

the force is strong

out of his league?



gainesville goodness

owen is growing! it's so wonderful that meaghan and craig and owen are a mere 2 hours away.

here's an immense image upchuck (with more at my flickr site) of mine & yuki's last visits.

lucy is a highly literate feline.


yuki + owen


in the mulch


like father


like son


yuki tackles some subversive cross stitch


impossibly cute, we all agree



i'll need to get the photo from yuki, but she got a great one of owen shoving sand into his maw. he's merely munching in this shot (i also realized by the second trip that my ISO was set WAY too big/high/whatever, so my first trip pics are super grainy).


sometimes, owen is really stinky.


ah - and the release:







to save valuable space (which could be better used for flashy advertising banners), they could easily just say:

june/july - august/september
scattered thunderstorms
40-100% chance of rain
hurricane in the area

ta da! now, where's my weather-woman's salary? just deposit it into my swiss bank account, thanks. though, the one in the caymans would work just as well. your choice (i'm beneficent like that).

i have more to say, and pictures to post, but i'm at work where my brain works only at half-capacity. half-full capacity, let's be optimistic. i'm about to make my way down to subway, sit in the park, sweat and give michie/meaghan/erika a call. i miss my femmes.


  • the dark knight was awesome.
  • watched last life in the universe yesterday evening; it was lovely and the images keep cycling through my head.
  • i am finally feeling like i am out of class. i keep thinking i have something to do, something to read, something to write, but... nothing. i have nothing. nothing. it's starting to feel good.




As a 1930s wife, I am
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seriously, google reader is the new crack cocaine. i have to get a hit every few hours or i feel, nestled deeply, that i am lacking as a person. that i am missing pertinent information about the world, about culture, about art. i need a hit, a fix, a little taste, else i tremble and believe that i cannot go on with my day.

of course, this probably correlates highly with my sleepiness and/or the general boredom and malaise of my job.

*long sigh*

this past week my cousin yuki has been staying with me. :) last weekend we went up to gainesville for relaxing times and delicious food. meaghan = amazing. on the way back we frequented smiley's antique warehouse - it was much like an overpriced thrift store. pyrex bowls for $68?! no thanks. i was, however, able to score some garbage pail kids cards. bitches & hoes - they weren't the ones from my childhood, but the ones rereleased in 2004. hurumph.

monday i took off from work and we went thrift shopping and meandered around central avenue in st. pete. it goes to show you how long it's been since i've actually walked around central avenue, because practically every cute shop from my past memory is now closed and very dusty. alas!! so, st. pete was a total bust.

and, as of today, classes are OFFICIALLY OVER. i'm pretty stoked and yet feel slightly let down somehow. maybe it's the thought of student loans having to be paid back in the near future... (big ugh). or that i don't have some fancy job lined up, just the hint of a promise of one in the next few months (maybe).

the good and supremely nerdly news is that i got As in every single class. my dad will be pleased. i'll be sure to pass that information along to future job interviewers (and put it on my business cards, yet unordered).

and it's all rainy and blah and good god i need to blog when i'm happier! when i am at home and not in my non-ergonomic grey work chair with reports printed and piled all around me. when i'm not right near the window and think to myself that i'd rather be outside, in the thundering rain and bright flashes of lightning, without an umbrella, instead of here, inside. soggy leather shoes be damned. i kid you not, i could stare outside at the sluicing rain for the rest of the workday and be perfectly happy.


mid-weeding project

apologies for multiple postings, i am having the HARDEST time with these goddamn formats. stupidasdfkajsdflaksfj. *pantpant*

so, while catch-22 at first failed to grab me, i am now quite intrigued. i've also stopped listening to the audiobook (partly because something is totally whack with one of the discs). oh, i so hope to have more time to read with classes SO close to being finished! his writing really begs to be read. and not quickly, like i am wont to do with many others when i get excited and begin to skim.

this weekend was a blur of super late nights and zombie-like feelings. a bbq at jen & ryans and then saturday, saturday, a pool party with jelly & brian! the pool at their apartment was incredible. a pool straight out of my childhood with a real 12 ft deep end. pools nowadays as so tiny and sad! my last apartment complex had a pool with a very wimpy 5 ft deep middle (and a strange triangle shape). so this one was awesome. seriously, how long as it been since you've gone to a pool party? where you donned your swimming trunks (or, in my case, L/XL little-girl's-section-of-target-oh-god-i-feel-like-angela-from-the-office bathing suit) and had fun diving and falling into the deep end of a pool? tried to touch the bottom and possibly losing your glasses (brian)? oh, and we got to push their little one, scarlett, around in an adorable floating, covered island - she does love the water. the weather was beautiful and we just floated, far from annoying people (the pool was really olympic-sized, so no one was very close to us), in the water, which was just cool enough, but not teeth-jittering cold.

and instead of watching fireworks, anthony and i napped! but we did get to see some from the highway around 10 pm. they kind of make me smile.

red room cinemaheadlined a wonderful show put on my new granada at new world brewery (i went to bed at 3 am!).

and the next night we went back to new world for savioand guiltmaker. savio was good, at times repetitive, but it has been SO long since i've listened to a band where i could actually make out all the words. it was really ... intimate and at times sad (one of the songs was about the singer's father who had passed away). plus, they had a HUGE ASS piano that they traveled with; pretty rad.

in any case, here are some photos of my family from around june 12th?


to throw you off, here are some lizards getting cozy in meaghan's backyard. i have about 10 pictures of them, each one getting progressively closer and closer and closer. they were really oblivious. i want to draw little tiny ciggies in their mouths.

have your cake

this is the devil dog cake i made for my dad's b-day! the marshmallow frosting was melt-in-your-mouth-stick-to-your-teeth perfect.


mr. lam, tony (?), my dad and mom


my dad seriously wears this apron and it cracks me up so hard.

outdoor kitchen

since my dad cooks on a large wok and likes cooking over fire best, he's set up this incredible cooking area on the patio. it also helps to keep the oil from accumulating inside.


that's soy sauce in the teapot and my favorite ginger/oil/scallion/garlic sauce in the bowl.

the setup

yes, that's a huge-ass container of propane. yes, it's scary. and he's cleverly used a seat-cushion, most likely filled with flammable materials, as a windbreaker for the flames.

enter ye

here's the entrance to their house - i should probably find out what this says.

mini mc mansion

their home is very close to being a mcmansion.


mish mosh

however, they have personalized their front yard by adding a TON of random, awesomely kitchsy figurines.


what's that, you ask? is that an asian lady next to figurines from a nativity set? you're not wrong.

quick quick quick, before i have to work on my weeding project:

selection from catch-22

Yossarian was madly in love with all of them as he made his way back to the officers' apartment, in love with Luciana, with the prurient intoxicated girl in the unbuttoned satin blouse, and with the beautiful rich countess and her beautiful rich daughter-in-law, both of whom would never let him touch them or even flirt with them. They doted kittenishly on Nately and deferred passively to Aarfy, but they thought Yossarian was crazy and recoiled from him with distasteful contempt each time he made an indecent proposal or tried to findle them when they passed on the stairs. They were both superb creatures with pulpy, bright, pointed tongues and mouths like round warm plums, a little sweet and sticky, a little rotten. They had class; Yossarian was not sure what class was, but he knew that they had it and he did not, and that they knew it, too. He could picture, as he walked, the kind of underclothing they wore against their svelte feminine parts, filmy, smooth, clinging garments of deepest black or of opalescent pastel radiance with flowering lace borders, fragrant with the tantalizing fumes of pampered flesh and scented bath salts rising in a germinating cloud from their blue-white breasts. He wished again that he was where Aarfy was, making oscene, brutal, cheerful love with a juicy drunken tart who didn't give a tinker's dam about him and would never think of him again.


why i rock: a typical morning

6:20-7:15 am

deep sleep, punctuated by bleary awareness of the alarm
zombie-like arm movements in the general vicinity of alarm clock
uncontrollable drooling
pushing away of cats nibbling at forearms

7:16 am

damnation! i'm late!
heart palpitations

7:16-7:17 am

frantic pulling on of funderwear & pants
bathroom rush
brush teeth
void bladder

7:17-7:18 am

pat down hair
finish dressing upper torso
shove feet in socks
race cats to foodbowls
feed cats

7:18-7:19 am

grab books to return
grab flash drive
grab phone
grab keys
grab purse

7:19-7:20 am

shove feet into shoes
peer into fridge for breakfast or lunch
go hungry

7:20-7:21 am

get into car
head to work

did you see that? 7:16-7:21 am. i am out of the house in 5 minutes. and surprisingly am not late to work.


thursday, dusk, be there

thursday night shall find me at new world brewery, on their patio, with some delicious ambrosia in hand. after thursday i shall have only 1 more week of classes! oh, blissful days. again, i cannot imagine life without attempting to post on my lunch hour or having to write a paper while anthony gets to play video games.

in any case, thank goodness for knowing where the free parking is in ybor. please do join me should anyone be in the area or have the inclination. or if you're cool. and there's always fuma bella a quick jaunt across the street (do watch your step for the trolley tracks).

red room cinema - july 3rd


feeble attempts

at the cat's behest, i am back, though i am feeble and absent-minded. the past month has gone by in this fog of work and school and the only semi-clear memories i have are of gmail and google reader, food on utensils being tipped into my gullet and my feather pillow, soft and quicky rushing up to greet my face.

last night i attempted a show. red room cinema played wonderfully and the summerbirds in the cellar were enjoyable and pert. however, i ended up leaving early at 1:30 am, unable to continue onwards. also, i felt old and lame and can't really enjoy myself fully at crowbar (the ambience is just awful). i feel like the glory days of enjoying myself at shows has come and gone. i didn't even get to see maserati and i had really wanted to see them. anthony came home at 3:30 am and went to work without any sleep, knowing that had he slept, he wouldn't have made it into the office.

ugh, i'm feeling awful self-pitying right now, i blame the lack of sleep and the great desire to finish up classes and homework. i keep opening my collections development book, sighing a deep sigh, then returning to my computer to check email (for the umpteenth time) or browsing the tubes of the internet.

tonight will most likely find me cleaning and purging and attempting to finish homework. bleh bleh bleh. note to self: don't blog whilst feeling crappy and tired and vaguely unsatisfied. i can't even take a bath easily because filling up the tub causes me to RUN OUT OF HOT WATER. wtf, right? maybe i'll stove-top some hot water, hm...

i promise i'll be back soon and in a better mood. and with pictures of owen eating handfuls of sand. he's very adorable.




comps are done and my brain feels like absolute mush. smashed potatoes. cheesy grits. vegetarian hot dogs gone awry.

i'd like to take this opportunity to thank:

  • anthony for periodic bouts of calming, food & sustenence (i.e. early onset grumpiness prevention)
  • jim for reassurances and email procrastination
  • lucy for keeping me on track by mentioning how many pages she wrote on the first day and for facebook procrastination
  • google for my google reader addiction

tonight and tomorrow i'll be frantically finishing up my collection development policy and then, THEN, i shall frantically finish up my reading project.

and eagerly await girlfriend sweatshop in gainesville, where i shall transform into the all-powerful super lush (complete with regenerative liver).


pop culture deficient

while making dinner

ant: did you know that clive barker was gay?

me: wait, what?! WHAT?! no way! i thought he was married. he's married. really?

me: ...oh wait, clive BARKER? i thought you meant clive owen. ... clive barker, he's that game show host?

ant: um, no, that's bob barker.


so close to the end.


12:00 pm - comprehensive exam questions released
12:02 pm - i start "my days"

sometimes it's like life just wants to challenge your motivation and energy. and bring you down with debilitating cramps, periodic hot flashes, unjustifiable rage and insatiable urges for food and naps.


set in stone

internet tubes appeared clogged last night, so i had to resort to posting this morning.

these pics are from visiting the petroglyph national monument in albuquerque. sadly, in addition to the original glyphs, there are far more "modern" interpretations to be found. OR, maybe they're just evidence that the scientologists were right.

our trip was absolutely wonderful and we had SUCH a blast with ramon & alexis. even with our favorite coffee/breakfast burrito shop (buster's) closed just the week before we visited.

last night i had my recurring dream regarding teeth loss. actually, it was just one tooth which strangely and raggedly broke, almost as though part of it has disintegrated. and apparently there is a TON of information on this common dream on the interwebs. i'll go with the explanation that it could represent that i am at a "breaking point" with some situation in my life.

stupid assignment due today by 11:59 pm.

*sigh* i need to 1) stop whining and 2) just finish it already.



in lieu of writing my needs assessment assignment, i instead drank a blue moon and worked on some photos from mine & ant's trip to new mexico to visit ramon & alexis! i am *that* good people. *that* good.

why do i like to screw myself over like this? *sigh*

however, without further procrastinatory ado:

these are from the ernie pyle library (it's his last home, converted). i especially loved the bathroom filled with periodicals. PERFECT! the whole place felt so cozy and warm, lots of wood shelving.

these are from the japanese spa, ten thousand waves. koi pond? in-the-buff hot tubbing in 40 degree temperatures in nature on the side of a mountain? snow, less than 5 ft away from the cauldron-esque tub of bubbling water? refreshing cucumber h2o? clean open showers with hair dryers and deliciously deep pine scented shower gel and lotion? warm towels and heated floors? need i say more?

apologies for the lack of actual tub photos! i'm still learning my wide angle lens. check out the site for pics of our tub - kobuta.

and these are from our trip up sandia peak! the sky was gorgeous this day. actually, for most of our trip, so we were quite lucky. we took the tram up the peak and had drinks at 'high finance', the "cleverly" named restaurant at the top! we're talking snow and major wind huddling action.

don't worry, there are a few more pics coming before my paper is due on wednesday. petroglyphs!



so. confession.

i was obsessed with the mickey mouse club in middle high (edit: wait, maybe it was middle school. 1993? 8th grade? man, it's still so painful to watch.) school. erika (more here and here) and i would watch and tape episodes (VHS, bitches!) each afternoon. one of the best gifts erika gave me was a mix tape of MMC songs. actually, as i was telling this to anthony, i realized that what really happened was that erika made it for herself and then i coerced her to make me a copy. i'm a good friend like that. oh yea.

in any case, below is one of our favorites, just for you! we had the HUGEST crush on the lead singer, matt morris. who apparently has his own site! who'da thunk? thank god he's lost the coif, but he still seems weirdly arrogant.

erika actually knew this entire dance (i was never so talented). perhaps one day i'll be able to surreptitiously video a part of it for you. you won't be sorry.


in the pink

in the pink

here's me, with the pink ends! i think it's faded a bit since i had it colored. and some of my towels have small pink areas on them. oops!

weekend goodies:

1 - picked up my newfangled bernina activa 240 sewing machine. anthony says i have a bernina glow. it's definitely a "she", but i haven't picked out a name yet. considered taking a photo of me humping her, but thought she might be too embarrassed.

2 - heading out to breakfast with anthony, i get a call from a branch without internet access. breakfast, ABORT. argh! being on call really sux ballz sometimes.

3 - feeling better, but sounding terrible with a horrible cough.


true love

happiness, originally uploaded by gimchi.

yammie likes the camera.

really. honest. no lie. honest abe.

in other news, i am sick and am very unhappy about it. anthony took me out for sushi tonight and i freaked out because the crunchy spicy tuna and the crunchy spicy salmon, my favorite rolls, used a mayo-based spicy sauce instead of the normal spicy sauce.


if you're going to advertise a dish, at least put that it has god damn mayo in it, especially if it's something that does not normally have mayo in it! fuck fuck fuck, i was not happy.

thankfully, the salmon nigiri was delicious. buttery and delicious.

i'm going to bed. it's 9 pm.

thank you, goodnight.


random image post upchuck

evening on the courts

the evening of the eclipse. wide-angle lenses are not kind to us.


lunar powerful

ninety two?

chocolate cake deliciousness!


two nine

two nine


ryan, jen, rachel & laurence

rosie & alberto

rosie & alberto


francisco! of gramage designs.

francisco & kareema

francisco & kareema



the seat of power

in the seat of power


MAt, who actually owns his own ballz


amy, who joins MAt in ball ownership

me & emily

me & emily

drink up, my pretty

drink up!