November 2002

NOVEMBER 30, 2002 :: 10:54PM

It's not a tumah Jammin' to ... feelin'

This movie is classic (Kindergarten Cop). I especially love the part where they're wheeling Schwarzenneger out on a gurney at the end and the little boy says "Mr. Kimball are you alrighhhttt?" in his cute lil whiney voice. As my dad and I were fixing parts of my car today, I was thinking of how the ass would look with a Mugen wing. I swore off spending unnecessary monies on my car but I'm in need of some sort of project. I definitely need some new shocks and anything to make the ride more comfortable, since I am going to be driving this car for at least another couple years. I'm also thinking of getting 225/35/18s the next time I buy tires. It will definitely help stop the rubbing but on the flipside, if I hit a mean bump or pothole, bye bye perfect rims. Plus, that size tire is a bit more pricey. Everytime I feel like I'm moving on with life I get sucked right back into the hole. It's not anyone's fault but my own. I mean, I was fine the other day but I couldn't stop thinking about him the whole day today. I didn't even talk to him at all today so it couldn't have been anything he's done. I had a dream about him last night. A very vivid dream that seemed to last forever. In the dream he was with me during high school functions (odd), with my coworkers and even with my family. Does this dream mean this is the person I want to bring home to mom, that I can trust around my friends and coworkers? I don't know. I love him so much. I just wish he could see that, but I'm just not enough for him anymore.

NOVEMBER 29, 2002 :: 09:58PM

Happy 165,900! Jammin' to ... feelin'

As I opened up two browser windows -- one to type in tonight's blog and one to check my hit statistics, I noticed that my total hits to date is 165,900. Kind of an interesting number so I decided to write about it. It's probably not as much as the oh-so-popular cam girls who probably get as much within a month. Oh well, I never cared much about the hit count, my goal is just to have a small "fan base", for lack of a better word, who read and follow along with my life over the years. I'm glad to say I think I still have some frequent visitors who first came here way back in '98. I stopped by The Wherehouse today to pick up a few CDs. I am a sucker for Christmas songs but sadly I did not find any good Christmas music to buy. Instead I bought the new J5 and a couple DVDs. I have to find a dress for my friend's wedding. It'll be great. I don't usually like to umm.. ever be girly, but once in a while, like for weddings and cotillions, I'll do it for fun. Woohoo I get to be a girl.

NOVEMBER 27, 2002 :: 11:15PM

The Lake Show Part Deux Jammin' to ... feelin'

I bought two more tickets to the game for my dad and my brother. Ugh all I know is I will cry if they lose after all the money I spent on these damn seats.

NOVEMBER 26, 2002 :: 02:33PM

The Lake Show Jammin' to ... feelin'

I scored some tickets to the December 15th game versus the Orlando Magic at the Staples Center. Section 116, Row 2. The seats are behind the basket but luckily they're off to the side a little. I don't care, I'm in ROW 2 damnit! :) Look for me on TV while they're shooting free throws. I'll be wearing a yellow and white mesh Lakers cap and my sister will be wearing a light and dark brown limited edition Lakers cap. Woot woot. It's about time I start following my Lakers again. Last night my sister, cousins and I went to visit my wittle Godson at his grandmother's house. The poor baby got his hand stuck in the escalator. OUCH. Can you imagine? A hand the size of an adult's palm getting eaten by those metal teeth. He was rushed to the emergency room and had 19 stitches. When we walked in the door he was watching TV, held up his gauzed hand with a frown and said "Owwie"... AAWWWWWWEE. My heart melted. He was still his normal playful self, especially since we spoiled the hell out of him and brought him a bunch of toys. He'll be OK, but he'll probably have to relearn everything with his left hand while his right hand heals. Anywhoo, we have way too many people in the office right now. Go away people!!

NOVEMBER 25, 2002 :: 03:38PM

Viva Las Vegas Jammin' to ... feelin'

Obviously I did the ever-so-typical trip to Vegas after turning 21 thing. A bunch of my friends are also November babies so just like last year we had one big celebration. Friday afternoon I busted my ass off at work so I could leave at 1:30. My friend picked me up and we were up in the air by 3:30 and arrived in Sin City at 4:30 on the dot. (DAMN I did a lot of flying these fast few weeks) We chilled in the nice ass rooms for a while and painted the town later that evening. We ended up at a club inside the Luxor called RA. Whether it's prounounced "rah" or "R. A." is still beyond me. It was quite embarrassing being the first ones in line to get into the club, but hey, we walked far enough to get there might as well stay. While waiting for the line to open up I had a cosmo at the casino bar. Inside the club I had another cosmo and three Sex's on the beach. Yes, I was drunk. We walked back to our hotel, and luckily the pathways mostly consisted of moving walkways. The hard part was getting on and off the moving walkways without eating the carpet. Saturday we did some gambling, ate at a delicious buffet, more gambling, and more sleeping. I also had a whole sports bottle filled with yummy strawberry daquiri from Fat Tuesday's inside the MGM hotel. That got me brainfrozen and buzzed at the same time. We left Sunday afternoon and after traffic and various pit stops, I finally made it home in one piece at 8:30 PM. I knocked out at 10. Thank the lawd this week is only 3 days long. I was supposed to drive up to the bay area for Thanksgiving with the rest of my family, and then drive back home Friday night to be home in time for something I have to do Saturday. My parents decided not to go anymore so I think I will just visit them in San Diego instead. I'm also thinking of skipping that thing I had to do on Saturday so that I can stay the whole weekend with my parents. GUHHH I hate being so busy. What happened to those days where I was perfectly satisfied with having no life? Oh yeah, that was when I had a long distance relationship taking up all my time. Now I'm just alone and pitiful. :p Just kidding. But I do miss having someone to kiss.

NOVEMBER 21, 2002 :: 12:04PM

Foolish. Jammin' to ... feelin'

I think it's a sign... I was sitting here getting ready for work and started thinking about him. Then the video for Foolish by Ashanti came on. Interesting.

NOVEMBER 21, 2002 :: 09:51AM

Danke schöen, darlings danke schöen. Jammin' to ... feelin'

Thank you for the emails and ecards. I was almost ready to let myself get a bit sad yesterday but my friends forced me out of it. No call, no email from the one person I was hoping to hear just those two words from yesterday. My first birthday alone in 7 years. I didn't think about it too much until I realized everything I did for him on his birthday even after we broke up. Whatever... I guess we just care about each other on completely different levels... and I'm not going to dwell on it.

NOVEMBER 20, 2002 :: 03:45PM

Happy Birthday To Me. Jammin' to ... feelin'

My mom called to inform me that my citation arrived today. $136 speeding ticket. Thank you, California government.

NOVEMBER 20, 2002 :: 01:12AM

I Love LA. Jammin' to ... feelin'

I can't even begin to tell you how happy I was to hear the words "Folks, we should be arriving at LAX in approximately 30 minutes" over the speaker on the plane. Nothing against New York City and its residents, but as soon as I arrived I was ready to go home. After a $30 cab ride from the airport to the hotel, we pull up to the Hotel Pennsylvania across the street from Madison Square Garden. We walk into the lobby and it's beautiful. Marble floors, classical music playing, a huge chandelier in the center. We get into the elevator and exit on the third floor overcome by the smell of urine and wet towels. "Ohhh wonderfulllll...." we moaned to ourselves. It was the shittiest hotel I had ever set foot in. The furniture looked like it hadn't been changed since 1973, and the toilet looked like something you'd find in an elementary school. There are few things I am anal about, but one of them was having a clean bathroom, something the hotel room was lacking. We called front desk and asked for a room in better condition. They were booked until Sunday so we were forced to sweat it out until then. ... I am so extremely tired. I'll finish the rest of my story in the morning. [continuation] 1:04PM ... I can't believe I spent an entire post-vacation morning diddle daddling with our Holiday Party flyer. I also can't believe I got to work today and realized my blouse was inside out. That's what you get when you dress in the dark. But anyway back to my trip. Saturday morning I slept in while my sister and brother went to what is called the Billion Dollar Babe Sale. Kind of like a huge swap meet of new designer clothes. It rained for most of the day and was windy as all hell so needless to say I was not a happy camper while walking around the city with really no destination; just being a tourist. My face was frozen from the rain and freezing wind and my jacket reaked of subway urine. Later that night we ate at an expensive restaurant with sub par food and a rude waitress. Sunday we did more shopping, shopping, shopping. I love how there is no sales tax for single item clothing purchases under $100. We bought so many clothes and souvenirs we had to buy an extra duffle bag to bring it all home. Monday was a bit nicer. It didn't rain and was only slightly chilly. Well, in comparison to LA weather, it was freezing, but still nice. We watched RENT and I developed a crush on one of the gay characters. I enjoyed the musical despite the giraffe with an afro sitting in front of me. We then perused Times Square and grubbed on some yummy cheap hot dogs. Tuesday morning I did absolutely nothing and loved every minute of it. The flight home seemed endless but after six and a half hours we were home sweet home. As soon as I walked in the door I pulled my luggage up the steps, jumped in the shower and washed the NYC dirt off me. Ohhhh that felt nice. I guess that's all.... I've got tons of work to do. Toodles!

NOVEMBER 14, 2002 :: 11:53PM

Well I'm off... Jammin' to ... feelin'

Being the masta procrastinata that I am, I am of course only packing now. I doubt I will sleep much tonight. We have to leave the house at 7am. I'd much rather sleep on the plane. :yawn: But I'm sleepy now. Maybe I'll sleep for an hour. I'm taking my laptop, but I will only use it for emergencies. Peace out ya'll. See you on Wednesday. :)

NOVEMBER 14, 2002 :: 09:44AM

New York, New York. Jammin' to ... feelin'

I'm debating as to whether I should take my laptop to NYC with me or if I should take this opportunity to completely get away from the world wide web for five days. We're flying on American Trans Air so I don't know how comfortable I will be pulling my laptop in and out from under the seat in front of me. Decisions, decisions. My brother will be joining me and my sister in NYC so my parents are driving him up from San Diego tonight. How exhausting. I've done that before, right after I got off work, I drove all the way down to the San Diego airport to pick up my then-boyfriend, then right away we drove all the way back up to LA. I just cancelled my hair appointment tonight. I don't need to spend $55 on my tresses right now. I'll just buy a $7.99 bottle of my Manic Panic dye to revive the red in my hair. The red has faded so my hair is looking a bit orange. My bathtub will be pink for a while but that's OK. :D

NOVEMBER 13, 2002 :: 02:07PM

Lack of sleep. Jammin' to ... feelin'

The past few days I have been sleeping no later than 11PM on a work night. I wake up feeling fine. Last night I didn't get to bed until 1AM so it was painful to wake up this morning. Remember how I said in the last entry "hopefully I'll be early enough to get gas in the morning"? Well I didn't get out of bed until 8 and didn't get on the road until 8:40. I still pumped gas but I was 3 minutes late. DAMNIT. Anywhoooot. In 36 hours I will be (yet again) on a plane headed to the east coast. I'm just happy to be getting time off from work again. I've been finishing all my projects quickly lately so I have so much down time it's sickening. Blah blah blah I'm babbling again. Headache. Ouch. Bye.

NOVEMBER 13, 2002 :: 12:52AM

Tuesday Night Bowling. Jammin' to ... feelin'

It has been a long-running tradition for my friends to go bowling on Tuesday nights. One of my friends, whom I like to call "Bowling Pro" has not missed a week in 3 years. I've never bowled in my life, and do not plan on making a complete fool out of myself in front of everyone, so I remain a spectator. Kinda silly for us to drive all the way to Covina to just lounge around a bowling alley but, with the amount of fun I have with my friends, it's worth it. I just got home from Tuesday Night Bowling and I'm beat. After dropping Crystal off my gas tank light came on...... damnit. There was no way in hell I was going to stop for gas in the middle of the night in an unfamiliar area so I let off the throttle as much as I could, turned off the heater and cruised most of the way. When I turned onto my street I still had a straight half mile or so to go, so I picked up a bit of speed around the corner, shifted into neutral and coasted right up to my driveway. Heh, neat. Luckily there is a gas station just a block away from my house. Hopefully I'll be ready early enough to pump gas before I go. OR, I could always have my aunt take me to work in her brand spankin' new BMW X5. Oh man, that thing is a beaut. She just got it tonight. It's steel gray with gray leather interior. I shall one day have an M3 in the exact same color... or maybe white with red leather. :drool: I personally do not like SUVs, but if I had to drive one, the X5 would be it. Lovely, lovely truck. It is time for bed, goodnight.

NOVEMBER 11, 2002 :: 10:34PM

Lonesome file sharing. Jammin' to ... feelin'

The most bizarre thing happened tonight. I loaded up KaZaA Lite to look for the slow jams I was listening to while reading Edmond's site, and there were only 5 users online.... what the heck? I restarted KaZaA but sure enough there were only 5 people online. WEIRD.

NOVEMBER 11, 2002 :: 02:16PM

New RAW FILES entry Jammin' to ... feelin'

Title: Disappointment. (e-mail for access.)

NOVEMBER 11, 2002 :: 01:37PM

Brainfreeze Archives. Jammin' to ... feelin'

Now that I'm 96% finished with this site, I am going to rebuild all the archives into one pretty section that is consistent. Right now it is not as organized as it can be, and I am quite anal about organization. I feel like slacking off today at work so I will probably do that for most of the day. Heh heh, I'm going to hell.

NOVEMBER 11, 2002 :: 10:18AM

Sob. Jammin' to ... feelin'

I just slammed my knuckle against the pointy corner of a metal filing cabinet. By accident, of course. I'm happy to say I got plenty of rest this weekend. The only thing I could complain about this morning was cramps. Other than that, I was perfectly OK with waking up early to go to work. I cleaned my room this weekend. My door actually opens all the way and doesn't have a pile of dirty laundry behind it. I step in and out of the shower and open a closet full of freshly washed clothes. What a great start to a Monday morning. If only I had today off, it would have been a 3-day work week again. I'm leaving Friday for New York City. Weeee. At work, whenever someone is interested in opening a franchise, they come to our corporate office for what we call a "Discovery Day" meeting. They sit down and meet with our franchise director, the rest of the executives in the office and visit the gyms. This morning the Discovery Day guests (husband and wife) brought their two children. We're a children's company so of course we welcome them, but as I type this I can hear the kids yelling and pounding against the door and walls. Sheesh.

NOVEMBER 10, 2002 :: 01:41PM

I didn't think it was possible. Jammin' to ... feelin'

But I've actually worn every single piece of clothing I own and literally have 12 loads of laundry to do. I'm so ashamed of myself. How could I let this happen? This may not seem like a big deal to you but to think that I'm this irresponsible and fuckin' lazy that I can't even walk 1 flight of steps in my own house to the washer and dryer in the garage once a week to do laundry. My cousin is having a barbecue right now and I'm dying to see my nephew but considering I have NOTHING to wear but this night shirt I have on, I will probably stay home. Complete change of subject. There is a code to open my garage door without the remote control. For some reason, my cousin has that code, and for some fucking reason, each time she comes over, she decides to just go ahead and let herself in without even having the fucking decency to knock on the door first. You don't just do that! You don't just let yourself into a house that is not fucking yours. The reason I bring this up (and I have a feeling I've talked about this before) is that I'm sitting here in my room, I hear her car pull up, and immediately she heads right for the keypad to type in the code. Time to change the code. I'm returning the jacket I bought. I realized I have a perfectly good coat already and I could use the money for when I go to Vegas in two weeks. I don't understand why I always feel the need to have something brand new. This has all got to change! The irresonsibility, the unnecessary spending, the laziness. All of it must change soon or I will never be able to support myself when I'm older. Time to check on load 2 of 12 in the washer.

NOVEMBER 09, 2002 :: 01:47PM

Self Defense. Jammin' to ... feelin'

Last night I got home from work while it was still light out (4:30) and I was happy about that. I'm beginning to really dislike leaving the office in darkness. It's a bit creepy walking to my car in an empty and dark parking garage. I clutch my pocket knife in my right hand with my thumb on the latch prepared to bust out some whoop ass on an attempted assailant. Maybe I should carry mace as well. I didn't go out last night, slept at around 9 o'clock. My sister came home a few hours later and kept waking me up for stupid shit. I fell asleep again and woke up at 7 AM. I couldn't believe how early I was up on a Saturday morning so I fell asleep again and it is now 1:45 PM. Damn, I said I was going to work today too. Shit, there goes my bad work ethic again. My room is a fucking pig sty. I've got to committ today to cleaning it because I'm beginning to lose things in this mess. I haven't eaten anything in the past 24 hours. I'm not that hungry but I should eat anyway. Bye.

NOVEMBER 08, 2002 :: 07:57PM

WANNABE: Jenny Hyun. Jammin' to ... feelin'

Haha, I'm allowed to do a cheesy thing a time or two in life aren't I? Cheese is fun. JHFan.com Presents: Mae's impression of Jenny Hyun

NOVEMBER 08, 2002 :: 03:00PM

Skurry Movies. Jammin' to ... feelin'

I am probably the biggest wuss you will ever meet when it comes to scary movies. I love watching them, but then I pay the consequences later. My imagination gets out of control sometimes; for some reason whenever I'm alone I feel like I'm in the middle of a psychological thriller, that in the next instant something The-Sixth-Sense-esque will happen to me. Have you seen The Ring? Most people say it's one of the freakiest movies they've seen in a while, they can't sleep for days, it really fucks with your mind, yadda yadda yadda. (Pause because my friend just called.) Then there are those who say it was stupid. But anyway, being the gigantic wuss that I am, it will probably scare the living daylights out of me. Proof: I was reading a thread on a webboard about the movie, and just by reading what people had to say I was getting freaked out. I went to the restroom a few minutes ago and I was already imagining opening the stall door and seeing that girl standing there, or in the reflection while washing my hands. I haven't even seen the movie yet and I'm already wiggin' out. I'm so lame. Geezus I've written like 30 blogs in the past 2 days. Can you tell I have absolutely nothing better to do at work?

NOVEMBER 08, 2002 :: 10:01AM

Decided to nix the pop-up. Jammin' to ... feelin'

I am a perfectionist. And with the pop-up, things are not perfect. THAT IS NOT OK. I already have it laid out in my head how I'd like it to look. It's going to take some time but I told myself the next time I redesign (if ever) it was not going to be half-assed. I hate half asses. OH, btw, TGIF!

NOVEMBER 08, 2002 :: 09:30AM

Marshall Mathers. Jammin' to ... feelin'

I've had two sex dreams with Marshall Mathers in the past four days. I don't even like the guy, in fact I think he is a media hungry jerk. My sister invited me to watch 8 Mile with her and my cousins tonight and I am actually considering GOING! AHH! What's wrong with me?!

NOVEMBER 08, 2002 :: 12:27AM

Ahhh, looks much better, to me at least. Jammin' to ... feelin'

I haven't even touched the content portion, I was lagging all night creating these stupid little boxes to put the sections in and chatting on AIM. I must say, for a person with EXTREMELY limited Photoshop ability, I can pull off some things that appear to be advanced when in reality I just got lucky. At times it is frustrating not being able to create neat0 designs because I suck, but then again it's my own fault for being too damn lazy to actually learn new things. Hell, I'm still using HTML with a splash of DHTML and JavaScript here and there. I'm still coding in Notepad for cryin' silently. Call me old fashioned... it's a lot nicer than lazy. :o)

NOVEMBER 07, 2002 :: 03:48PM

Under construction. Jammin' to ... feelin'

As I look over my site, it appears a bit thrown-together-in-5-minutes. I've got to make more changes tonight... so hold tight my bitches, it'll get pretty in three moments.

NOVEMBER 07, 2002 :: 11:49AM

What to expect from this new layout. Jammin' to ... feelin'

I created this in such a way that if I decided to add content other than a blog, it would work either way. To your right you will see a "Launch Content" link. I'm bringing back the Biodome, Chronicles and Useless Trivia. I may even publish my site and whore my URL all over the world wide web, I dunno, we'll see. I kinda miss having a lot of hits :o) I got my jacket today from dELiAs. Just as I suspected, I don't know if I'm in love with it. It's a bit heavy (suede) and the faux fur inside shed hairlets all over my blouse. It's warm though. I don't have time to return it and get a new one so I will have to deal. I need a scarf, gloves and a hat and I'll be all ready for Northeast winter weather. My sister wants to move there next year. I dunno man, living in SoCal all my life, I'm a bit spoiled when it comes to nice weather. My bladder has been acting up lately. Yesterday at work I pissed about 4x. Last night I had to piss before bed. Then in the middle of the night I had to piss but I was too cold to get up so I held it until morning. Then before I left work I had to piss again, and now I can feel a new piss coming on. What is wrong with me?! Damn, I've been working on this site ALL morning. I better get some work done.

NOVEMBER 07, 2002 :: 01:39AM

Finally, a new layout. Jammin' to ... feelin'

It's 1:38AM, I've been toying with this layout since I got home from work at 6:30PM. I'm extremely sleepy and I have to piss like there is no tomorrow. It is not finished, and I hate putting up unfinished shit but hey, what can ya do? I'll finish the rest tomorrow.

NOVEMBER 06, 2002 :: 09:42AM

Why in the world... Jammin' to ... feelin'

...do I have "Overprotected" by Britney Spears in my head? I don't even remember hearing that song in the past 36 hours. Please tell me it's Friday and not really Wednesday... ::looks at calendar:: Fuck, it is only Wednesday. I was bad yesterday, I spent money when I shouldn't have. I was so bored around 4:00 at work so I started looking for warm coats I could take to NYC. I put this one in my shopping cart because it was only $69. I kept browsing, browsing, browsing and found this one which looked much warmer, cuter and more comfortable. The thing is it's $120. Oh well, I bit the bullet and bought it anyway. Let's just hope I don't hate it when I get it the way I hated the last $167.39 worth of clothes I bought the other day. I'm a fucking moron. I went to the mall last week after work, went into one store, picked out three tops, did not bother to try them on and then proceeded to purchase them. As soon as I got home and wore them.. fuckin'-a they SUCK. I ripped the tags off too because I'm a huge idiot. Never again!

NOVEMBER 05, 2002 :: 01:55PM

Clockwatchin'... Jammin' to ... feelin'

Four hours until quitting time. GAH! You have got to be kidding me. This week already feels like an eternity. I am looking forward to this weekend; I get to do a whole lotta NOTHING. Since August I have had something to do each day of each weekend and for most of the weekdays. I am burnt out. The weekend after this I will be in New York, the weekend after that I will be in Las Vegas, then the weekend after that (Thanksgiving) I will be in San Francisco. I'm getting a headache just thinking about it. I am worried I will not have enough money for all three trips (particularly Las Vegas). In 2003 I am going to slow it waaaaay down and work on being more responsible rather than an eager money spender.

NOVEMBER 04, 2002 :: 05:23PM

New AIM SN Jammin' to ... feelin'

After 5 years I've finally put my screen name to rest and created a new one. I'll still use it every now and then but I am now at Mrs Mae Boyd.

NOVEMBER 04, 2002 :: 04:10PM

Goals for the last two months of 2002 Jammin' to ... feelin'

Periodically I set goals for myself and whether I accomplish them or not, who knows. But it's fun to have ambition. Do laundry at least once a week Wear underwear everyday Maintain a tidy bedroom Keep track of finances religiously (I do it at work, why not at home) Be on time for work everyday Read at least 5 novels Prepare a research paper just for fun Actually attempt these goals Report back at the end of each month with my progress Easy enough, no?

NOVEMBER 04, 2002 :: 03:12PM

White chocolate. Jammin' to ... feelin'

Is it possible to OD on white chocolate? I am sick to my stomach from snacking on white chocolate all day but I am addicted to the taste.

NOVEMBER 04, 2002 :: 11:29AM

Happy November Jammin' to ... feelin'

I am beyond exhausted. Saturday night, hung out with my cousins at a hotel room until 2 in the morning trying desperately to keep loud, heavy, faded people with extreme giggles from stomping on the floor and getting us in trouble. Sunday morning, woke up at 7:30 to get ready for family day at Dizzyland (as my Godson likes to call it). After notorious "filipino lag" we finally get on the road at 11:30 (we were supposed to leave at 10). There were 21 of us, not including three children. I'm surprised we didn't get as chaotic as I expected. The cousins broke off into our own group and wandered around the park. First stop, Space Mountain. Turns out the car, and the cars for every ride we went on, held exactly 12 people (there were 12 of us) so we got lucky... You know what, seriously, as I finished typing that up there I realized.. who the FUCK wants to read about Disneyland? Next subject. I'm tired. The end.

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