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just jotting down whatever's floating around up there..

titus got me a PADDED spiderman toilet seat for my birthday. ever since that fateful night, i can't get that r kelly song out of my head. so if you hear me singing "the only thing that would make my life complete, is to turn your face into a toilet seat," then you know who to blame.


so i've figured out another dream job. i want to be jim rome or stephen a smith when i grow up. i want to just have my own sports talk show. that'd be perfect. just be on camera for a 1/2 hour every day ranting and raving about whatever i feel like AND get paid for it.


i think a person's sense of humor is one of their most important qualities. if you don't have one, then you're basically screwed for life. on that note, i've always wondered when people type "hahaha" or "LOL" or "ROFLMAO" or "hehehe" how often they are actually bursting at the seams, chuckling, or even just smiling. like you should try watching someone talk on AIM nowadays, or maybe just notice your own AIM "behavior." i feel like "hahaha" has become just a natural response to any statement. some people can type it without any change at all in their facial expression, as if they just don't know how else to respond. it's like an online "filler word," you know, to replace all the um's, eh's, like's of everyday spoken english. so from now on, i will make sure that i don't type any form of "haha" on AIM unless i am at least smiling back at my computer screen. this way, you will know when you are being funny, or getting funnier. you're welcome.


george bush needs to pass a law requiring everyone to watch every episode of family guy asap. i'm getting kinda tired of making jokes and laughing at allusions that only me and koller understand. and i think people are beginning to think we're immature because they don't understand why we're constantly bubbling over with laughter. psh. immature?


if you've been over to 151 and visited our lovely bathroom, you've probably been blown away by the wide range of books that our library offers. so during those times in the "vanity area," i have been reading "blue like jazz" by donald miller. for those of you who have read or are currently in the process of flipping through it, doesn't reading that book just make you want to go write your own book? right? anyone know what i'm talking about?


so PPA is owning me right now. i think the only thing that is keeping me out of depression is the fact that weili is suffering as well. not to be selfish or anything, but it's just nice to know i'm not the only one.


i have come to the conclusion that 99.9% of all girls and 90% of all asian people hate baseball. i don't know why. is it really that boring? it's america's favorite pastime! anyways, SO HOW ABOUT THEM ASTROS!! actually, i guess it's kinda good that there are so few diehard astros fans. like, you know that feeling you get when you're watching your home team and something crazy happens? or when they pull out a really close game? you just wanna scream and yell and call other crazy people just like you and scream and yell together. that being said, having such a short list of people to celebrate with is kinda good just so you know exactly who you can call at such a time. my list of people to call when the astros give me a reason to celebrate (in no particular order): rahul, weili, lawrence, MJ wang, dennis, clarissa, simon, jon-erik, andy. diehards.


nba season is starting soon. i really can't wait. my grades might take a hit, but watching skip to my lou throw alleyoops all over the place to stroshow and tmac will make it all worth it. and yao will get 20-10 this year. book it. oh and the lakers and knicks will both make the playoffs. and koller will owe me 3 kyoto dishes. yummy.


hao bought me a ticket for the relient k concert for my birthday. i'm so excited i feel like i owe him my life. but i think shrek, koolaid, and dirrtay are getting kinda annoyed with the constant relient k music coming from my laptop. wankers.


i don't know if there's anything more annoying or frustrating than working really long on, say, a microsoft excel spreadsheet, and then having all your work disappear somehow. bill gates, if you are reading this, i am quite upset with you right about now. don't talk to me.


at some point in my life, i will participate in the world series of poker in las vegas. and if i am that guy who loses all his chips on his very first hand to some pro like sammy farha, i am going to cry. i don't care if i'm wailing on national television, i don't think i'll be able to control myself.


as some of you may know, or just refuse to try to remember, i don't have any class on friday. so i've decided to make friday my sabbath. i'm not sure what exactly that entails, but i'm gonna try to use my brain as little as possible so i can conserve all that intelligence for the rest of the week. i think people really forget the importance of resting sometimes. everyone's just busy busy busy, but i mean even God rested. so if you got a paper due tomorrow but you haven't rested all week, take the rest of the day off. don't worry, your professor will understand.


alright that's all for now -- my mind is now completely blank. good night.