It’s not as bad as it sounds. I went home for a bit to eat dinner (from 7pm to 9pm) and then went to my office until 1:45am.
An improvement over the other night when I worked something like 20 hours straight and I got back at 2:30. Or worse was Sunday night/Monday morning when I got back at 3:30am.
Last night was a big improvement over those other two nights, as well. I was out (working) until 11pm, but got to bed sometime around 1am. Whoo hoo! More than 3 hours of sleep in one night!
Apologies if I’m extra-weird lately. I am completely sleep-deprived… does it show?
Especially ones of Kev and JLo JHo.
If you send them to me, I might just post them on my blog.
Who knew that those infamous pictures could actually serve as a public service announcement of sorts? Annessa is no longer as frustrated as before, and it’s all because of me.
I turned Annessa off! I grossed her out! Whoo hoo! Oh wait, that’s not a good thing… doh!
… courtesy of my Hunny Yoshi, my new slogan based on yesterday’s post…
:: jozjozjoz :: Almost as popular as SARS!
By popular request:
:: jozjozjoz :: Almost as popular as SARS… and twice as contagious!
Shelli sent me this screen capture…
…#2 on popdex! Just under the SARS story at the New York Times…
Unforunately, it seems that this meteoric rise in traffic coincides disturbingly with the appearance of Mr. Obscene Swimsuit Man Slingshot Boy (thanks to the farkleberry for the new moniker).
Heed the wise advice of boyfriend2/Mikey2:
When watching out for #1, don’t step in #2
On second thought, maybe his advice is not worth heeding. Step in as often as you’d like.
just got home.
gonna go shower and pass out now.
Last week, OutOutBlogger posted the following pictures of Mr. Obscene Swimsuit Man.
Though I’m doing the public a great DISservice by doing so, here are the pictures.
UPDATE: Stop IMing and emailing to see which girl I am. I am NOT, I repeat, NOT in any of those pictures. I do not know who Mr. Obscene Swimsuit Man is and for this, I am grateful.
Got home at 3:30 am. Passed out at 4.
“Slept in” ’til 7:30.
Out the door at 8:00 am. Drove 50 minutes to get to the office. Lunch at my desk. Will be working until 11:00 pm tonight, if not midnight.
8:00 am meeting tomorrow, so I’ll have to be up and out the door early. And will work until 11:00 pm or midnight tomorrow night, too.
…don’t ask her who just won the U.S. Open.
Is he making out with that thing?!
Furyk might sound decidedly similar to a 4-letter word that also starts with “Fu” and ends with “k.”
UPDATE:
My mom just whacked me upside the head for asking who won again. OW!
She said (in Mandarin) that I shouldn’t be egging on her pottymouth.
it didn’t need to be verified, but i did it anyway. thanks to julie.
How much of a pottymouth are you?
for the record, i can swear in english, spanish, armenian, korean, vietnamese, and i can count to 6 in mandarin.
Eric* shares with us his gratitude for today:
I am grateful for the few useful things that sometimes can be found in festival gift bags.
Like: The Not For Tourists Handbook of L.A…. so full of very simple and useful information, better than a Thomas Guide. And also expensive hair gel and cheek shimmer.
Don’t ask me what the hell he’s planning on doing with the cheek shimmer.
UPDATE:
After sharing the above gratitude with the office, my boss replied “Also be thankful that sometimes the bags are better than some of the films [in the festival].”
Eric replied with a short novel that included the line:
Continue reading ‘Eric’s gratitude’
i’m here today to let the world know that i witnessed jozjozjoz at the gym tonight, wearing some sort of sign on her head (or maybe it was taped to the back of her shirt) that said, “hi, freaks, please come talk to me, i love it!”
she had her headphones on and was obviously watching ER, and this guy got on the elliptical machine next to her.
freak guy: (shouting over the machines) what’s on tv?
jozjozjoz: ER
fg: oh, is that a tv show?
joz: uh huh (quit talking to me, you freak)
fg: so do you think the stock market is going to bounce back?
joz: dunno. i’m not in the stock market (if i mumble, will he stop talking to me?)
fg: (incredulously) you’re not in the stock market? How are you going to get rich if you’re not in the stock market?
joz: (looks at the hunny pleading for intervention or at least confirmation that she’s not making this stuff up)
3 minutes later…
fg: (somewhat laboriously, having been on the machine for 3 minutes) so, how do you think president bush is handling things?
joz: (continues to stare at tv, pretending not to hear fg)
fg: humph. (goes back to huffing and puffing on machine)
i didn’t believe it when she told me, but she’s an actual freak magnet.
Continue reading ‘Daily Affirmations’
My boyfriend2, Mikey2 has a new love den. Help him break in his new pad.
Enter, the Miketrix.
Continue reading ‘I be the pimp momma’
him: I’m back from driving around - nothing looked good
him: I’m wondering if there are “art appreciation” classes or gallery openings that i could be attending
me: A ‘Men are from Mars, Women are from Hell™’ seminar, perhaps?
him: bwahahahahaha!
me: I also like how you had art appreciation in quotes. what is that like code for ’strip joint?’
him: no, i think the local vernacular for that is “going bowling”
him: although (egads) there are like 40+ strip places here - all with HUGE billboards - not counting all the toy shops
me: So I know when you say you’re bowling, you’re actually getting a lap dance.
him: Oh I am?
me: And giving new meaning to the word “steee-rike!”
UPDATE:
I was chatting with a different ‘him’ today…
me: i think it’s interesting that mostly guys have commented about the blowing
me: ack
me: i mean bowling
him: I am SO posting that.
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Stop calling me a dog.
Now.
In honor of getting to meet Krixy last night while she is here visiting L.A., I’m going to pimp something psuedo-Keanu related.
Our friend Dominic (he actually was Yosh’s friend first) wrote and directed The Matrices Re-wroted, the “parody to end all of those damn Matrix parodies,” which you can see here.
Watch it at ifilm or at least click on the “play” link a lot, ok?
I should not eat all three candy bars I bought in one sitting.
I should not buy dvds 13 at a time.
I should not surf porn instead of going to the gym.
sigh. oh well. tomorrow’s another day. (incidentally, i went to the gym after i finished surfing porn.)
there are, of course, justifications for all three…
Continue reading ‘Things I Just Shouldn’t Do…’
Eric shares with us his gratitude for this week:
My gratitude for this week is for the ‘Quils.
Day and Ny.
I’m sick right now so Day-Quil and Ny-Quil are my best friends.
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I miss him so much. Can’t wait ’til hiatus is over and he’ll be my carpool buddy again.
UPDATE!
jozjozjoz is not sick! Eric is!
The weekend is finally here again! Last weekend went by so quickly because of the Home Show and our busy, busy Saturday.
In a rare cleaning frenzy, I cleaned “my room” (which in reality is just a loft full of my junk). I never clean (just ask Hunny), so it was a big deal. A REALLY big deal. [I am begging for kudos here… throw me a bone!]
Key cool events of the day:
-Hunny’s parents visiting
-T visiting
-Making sure there was no ‘dog vs. car’ situation
-Going to Build-a-Bear at Westside Pavilion
-T bringing dinner from El Pollo Loco and watching Trading Spaces with us.
Not so cool events of the day:
-Moca and Terra attacking Hunny’s parents
-Having to drop off my ring @ the jewelers
-Landlord had to go to the police station to file a report for identity theft… credit card stolen… ack!
Every single local station in Los Angeles is currently carrying coverage of this plane that crashed into an apartment building in the Fairfax district.
This is two blocks away from a good friend of mine & right on my route to/from work every day.
I’m hoping there are not too many casualties, the firefighters don’t get hurt, & that the damage can be kept at a minimum…
Continue reading ‘Can’t take my normal route home from work’
…by calling me a dog…
Like Mikey2 and his away message…
Continue reading ‘Don’t make me cry…’
I know the date is 06/06/03.
But I keep writing 6/6/06… what does that mean?!
Check out my comments at Lisa, Gal of Unix’s blog & you’ll see what a goober I am.
Then the above headline should make complete and total sense…
Can I just say that I’ve not been getting nearly enough sleep lately? Really. I’m really not this lame.
Henceforth, the Hunny shall be known as ‘yoshi’ or ‘yosh.’
Got it? Good.
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