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January 3, 2005

happy 2005

It's 2005. JOY! HOLY CRAP THE JOY! THE JOOOY! I don't know what I'm talking about. So far, 2004 feels like 2005 except the number is stranger. 2004 sounds somewhat nice since 2 and 4 have a relationship with each other, but 2005 is just ...mmrh? 2005?

Does anyone read this besides spambots? I took the comments out because I was getting too much spam but since I upgraded to MT 3.something I can control that by making all you guys register for typekey. But I'm too lazy to put the comment template back in, so I'm going to assume I'm not talking to anyone. Nobody is out there! Wee! [dances around the room clothed only in underwear]

Wait, that was unrelated. Don't worry; I am a non-dancer. I sit. I stand. Dancing? No. And I wear normal clothes over my underwear. In fact, it's overwear. Or maybe a jacket would be overwear and a t-shirt would be middlewear.

I can't believe I devoted an entire sentence to different kinds of wears.

Should I do that "look back at 2004" thing? It's already January 5th so it feels a bit late to do that. Basically, this was a good year. Many things happened, the highlights being:

  • being paid to learn about blog/web dev/web standards junk
  • getting into NYU, transferring from Vassar (Vassar's not bad, of course; just don't make me ever go to school there again)
  • publishing Poofy book and selling it (and other things) at Otakon
  • visiting England for the first time, seeing Kat
  • meeting Even Johansen, seeing him perform too many times
  • meeting the most Internet friends I have ever met in one year (five? six?)
  • realizing that Chinatown is actually awesome (Canal Street sucks though)
  • eating cooked food again

The worst things that happened in 2004:

  • eating cooked foods means I can now fit into a very small selection of my wardrobe, most of which dates back for many years
  • ...and cooked food has made me less healthy
  • ...oh well...
  • not having done more in England considering I spent 2 weeks there (but I did a great deal of hanging out, more than I would've done in the US)
  • being at NYU means not having my dream job at Vassar
  • NO JOB = NO MONEY = my savings account has almost no money in it
  • tsunami

Gaining weight has probably been the worst part of 2004 since I managed to lose it all before (I'm sure I now weigh the most I've ever weighed in my entire life) but everything pales in comparison to the tsunami. I should feel lucky for not knowing anyone who got caught in it. Overall it has made me feel bad for not being able to contribute anything good to the world. The extent of my good will is sponsoring a girl in the Philippines (although technically my mum does that). The other day I bought some CDs on amazon.com. Do I need more CDs? GOD NO! Besides food, music is the last thing I need more of, but ...oh well. I can't feel too bad without killing myself to rid the earth of all that my body consumes.

Anyhoo, I'm a quite happy person. :) I swear! Tralala. Boing. Boing is a happy word. You would never hear it in a murder scene, at least. I hope.

On New Year's Eve I ate dinner with my brother, Bert, and Diana at Moon House Restaurant in Chinatown. They give you massive portions of food for cheap. Damn. I thought I was going to explode after that dinner; then we all went to Fayda Bakery for DRINKS! Good lord. My organs, my poor poor organs. They jiggled with pain, I'm sure. From there we walked to the Village Theater (you can probably tell where it's located) to see Dave Gorman's Googlewhack! Adventure. Highly enjoyable, funny, suspenseful show; I'd recommend everyone see it. RIGHT NOW! If you live in NYC it ends on the 8th so see it see it and if you're a student it's only $15 and totally worth that price. I mean, if you like funny things it's worth it. If you don't like funny things, what the hell is wrong with you?

This weekend I hung out with some Vassar friends (I only have two good friends at NYU, which is a little disturbing but I'm still happier here than I was at Vassar). Jason, Amy and I went to an arcade (or perhaps the only arcade) in Chinatown, which Amy was later told is run by the Chinese mafia. Oookay! Great. It's a sketchy place so I wouldn't be surprised, but it's also an arcade. Just an arcade. Jason and Amy played DDR while I watched thinking, "This music is awful." I'm not a fan of dance music. The game is cool though. I used to have the game and a pad (because my brother bought them) but I got bored of it and it was later sold on eBay. As I said before, I don't dance.

...damn, it's past 4 AM. Time for bed.

[currently listening to: Levy - on the dance floor]

January 5, 2005

2005 is swell

Yesterday I went to bed sometime after 7 AM. When the sun starts coming up then you know you've stayed up a tad too late. I was trying to install Blosxom (because what I really need in life is another way to blog) and it worked. But. I haven't figured out how to make it do what I want it to do. It's actually too simple at this point, until I figure out what plugins I need or WHAT TO DO, GOD DAMMIT or maybe I won't make another blog because I really don't need to do that. Um. Yeah. I'll do things the old fashion way of just making pages and uploading them and blargh. I think I'm too lazy to do all the bloxsom stuff (my plan was to use it for a music blog).

My head hurts. I've watched the first season of Futurama and almost all of the second in their entirety twice. No, I don't loaf around and do nothing while the TV spits out electrical rays, giving me brain damage in the process. I also made POOFIES! This is mildly exciting since I haven't made any since last summer. It's not a big money maker but that's part of the reason I'm making them. So for roughly a million hours of labor I can make maybe $200. Sweet. Maybe because I was watching TV or because I hadn't made poofies in a while, it took me between 1.5 and 2 hours to make each Poofy. I didn't stuff them yet so it's probably closer to 2 hours. That's sad. It's a small part of my day of course. Last time I checked there were 24 hours in a day which means in theory, if I were a robot and did not require sleep or food, I could make 12 Poofies in one day. Over the past three days I've made 7 (unstuffed) Poofies. Not too bad for three days. I used to spread em out so I'd do one each day. I know I've made over 100 Poofies by now but I don't know the exact number.

Damn, I'm procrastinating and pushing off sleep. I'm reading roadtrip.beimers.com and being completely fascinated in the process. Here I am doing essentially nothing but losing brain cells and these people went all over the US and saw a gazillion landmarks, met a gazillion people, covered a gazillion miles...a gazillion is a large number. So large, in fact, it's not even real. Maybe in the future someone will have figured out the numerical value of gazillion. Their experience with September 11th and being at ground zero is amazing but right now I'm looking at their cheap ass NYC tour. I'd consider doing this if I hadn't done almost everything on the list already. I haven't done numbers 1, 2, 4, 10 (I haven't been very close to City Hall but I've seen it, as I live near there, and I've walked under the Brooklyn Bridge a crapload of times by now), 12, 14, 16, 20, 25, and 30. So I've done enough, eh? Not in one day though and not recently. But I don't think I'll wanna do it all again by myself. IN ONE DAY. After reading that though, I feel rather adventurous and feel guilty for spending the entire day inside. I live in NYC and I didn't go outside at all today. That should be illegal.

So what will I do today? Probably wake up late and then be too lazy to go anywhere. Oops. What do I want to do...damn, I need more interests. I can't think of anything. On Saturday morning I walked down Broadway and everything was so empty, being New Year's Eve, except for the craploads of tourists (at least more than I'm used to seeing around here). It felt...just strange. Is my room the only place that doesn't feel strange? What the hell? I'm screwed. Maybe I need more friends. Yetta actually called me last night and asked if I would go to a taping of Carson Daly with her today! My initial reaction that I made after thinking for about half a second was that I wasn't interested in Keifer Sutherland or the other guests (not that I have anything against them, but I can't think of many [or any] actors/actresses that interests me enough to the point that I'd go to a TV show taping). After I got off the phone and though longer than a split second I realized that I probably should've gone just for the sake of getting out of my dorm and wandering around midtown, which may results in the purchase of FOOD but ...meh.

Oh, food. I looked in the mirror the other day and realized how fat I was getting. Very. I haven't weighed myself in more than a month (I used to weigh myself every day) because I'm too scared. :( I know the obvious thing to do is eat less but I didn't accomplish that today. I ate two persimmons, a pork bun, 6 dumplings, 1/2 pint of ice cream, two cups of hot white chocolate (because the mug fits that much), some chocolate, and a few ounces of snap peas. CRAP, I forgot to drink more water! Unless I eat something weird that makes me thirsty, I forget to drink water. Maybe I should eat drier food; that would get the message across.

I'm not unhappy but I'm not really happy either. Somewhere in between. I really need to lose weight. Oh well, at least I didn't eat any pastries today.

January 6, 2005

nothing's going on

Since I'm in New Jersey right now staring out the dining room windows at the grayness that is NEW JERSEY, I'm going to do the "nothing's going on dance". [sits] That is the dance: sitting. Because nothing's going on. That explains why I'm blogging one day after my last entry (although more than 24 hours after), even though there is nothing to blog about except the sad weather and the adventure that is sitting while staring at the sad weather.

Actually, this is the first time this season I've seen such sucky weather. I saw snow ages ago in Poughkeepsie but it was sunny and nice. Last night I could hear frozen rain pelting down on the house. Now the roads have that gray mushy crap snow/dirt/parasite mixture that takes the fun out of having snow on the ground. I wonder what it's like in NYC right now. I'll find out tonight when I go back to my dorm.

I came home because I needed to pick up some things (to be exact, poofy stuffing, another season of Futurama DVDs, a book for my upcoming writing course, other junk) and it's not like I had anything better to do. Ha ha!

My goal right now is to lose weight. Time span...um, until death. My decaying body will surely lose weight, right? Um. Oh, this is food related: Starbucks in New York City. I live near a gazillion of these. No matter where you are in Manhattan, you probably live near a handful of these. I feel like I've walked by a lot of these locations though and I can't recall seeing a Starbucks. Either I'm not observant enough or they're not there anymore.

Fooding has been boring lately. I shouldn't go fooding at all, but...but. Buuuh! I thought about not eating lunch today since i woke up so late but then my mum (my insanely small, skinny mum who regularly comments on how she doesn't gain weight; she's 50 by the way, so she seems pretty safe) cooked rice noodles. The noods! I love the noods. So I ate the noods with soy sauce and seaweed.

I know it's a while before my vacation ends but I'm already dreading school. I get to do some Filter-ing tomorrow though, which will be the only semi-productive thing I've done all week. They've got a new couch. DID YOU HEAR ME? A COUCH! The Filter office/apt is now suitable for more than two people to sit in!

I haven't even seen other people besides my own family all week. The last friend I saw wasn't even from NYC and now he's in Taiwan. My life is weird, although at least I'm not obsessed with Pikachu.

January 11, 2005

rambling entry

I woke up at nearly 5 today, which almost makes sense because I went to bed after 7 am. I don't know how to stop this cycle unless I have to wake up early. Then again I woke up at noon yesterday..and went to bed at 7 AM anyway. Since I'm not obligated to wake up or go out...blah.

When I went to sleep and looked outside I got the strangest feeling. "Haven't I been here before?" Obviously I was in my dorm room but it was another feeling. I realized it felt like being in Taiwan when I'd have to wake up at 6-something AM for school. Being in the city surrounded by buildings (I lived higher up in Taiwan though) made it feel even more so. The same colored sky in NJ wouldn't have felt like Taiwan. I dunno why I'm mentioning that, it was just weird to tap into a feeling from years past.

Surely you know about the iPod shuffle by now. When I first heard of it I thought "...why would I want that?" And then I thought about how carrying an ipod around while walking, as small as it is, gets annoying and scrolling through a bagillion artists and playlists is blah. I don't feel the need to get the ipod shuffle but it's a really good idea. Mac mini is nice too...good lord, it's like the size of my external harddrive. How sad (on my part, the non mac user). I still like laptops the most but that is..nifty.

Strange marketing campaigns: Wrangler drops frozen jeans on cities. One-ton ice blocks with Wrangler jeans in them dropped in German cities. Memorable, but would that make me want to buy the pants? Mrrh?

Last night I got weird abdomen aches. I have no idea when that has happened before, which scares me. It's either from too much cupcake or Italian food, both of which I rarely eat. Or maybe my body is reaching the threshold of how much crap I can stuff in it. I feel fine now although since I woke up so late I have no desire to eat. I'll probably feel like complete crap tomorrow judging from prior experience of fasting for too long but the idea of eating now is a bit sickening.

I'm getting a little tired of making websites. I still enjoy it but I wish it were a job...actually, maybe I only enjoy it because it's not a job? I do get satisfaction out of it without any monetary value but I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't want to get paid for anything I do.

Ah whatever, I should stop complaining. I slept a lot. Yay. If it weren't for music I'd have issues.

January 15, 2005

where'd the vacation go?

I spent my last week of vacation mainly indoors. I sure love stale oxygen! Mm mm. I guess my time would've only been more ill-spent had I watched TV the whole time. For whatever reason I can't bring myself to watch TV (DVDs of tv shows are okay; as far as broadcast TV goes I hate commercials and annoying shows) so I spent ages reading blogs and discovering the fun-ness that is del.icio.us.

Today I decided I had to get out of the room (after waking up at that bright and early time of...3PM). Yesterday was supposed to be a "going out" day but it rained and you know rain. It makes you wet when you walk in it. Yes, I know umbrellas exist but the whole environment of walking in rain/puddles/people with umbrellas and untintentionally hitting other people with umbrellas didn't appeal to me. Since I had enough food for the day (for a few days) I stayed inside while working on my redesign of little girl online. I'm pretty happy with what I came up with, even if it's not super spifftastic. It's not too minimal but is still...minimal. Er. YEAH. Something like that.

Another site I made: the oh so quiet show. Now I can babble about music if I care to. I'm fairly happy with the design considering I didn't plan it out at all. No one has asked me how I design sites but I'm going to talk about it anyway. Steps to designing a website (99% of the time):

  1. Open photoshop
  2. Make new 800x600 file
  3. Stare at it blankly for a while
  4. Make a type layer with the title of my page
  5. Fiddle with fonts
  6. Make a type layers with dummy text
  7. Somehow make the rest of the page

That's probably the least helpful steps to designing a website you'll ever read.

Today I walked up to Union Square from my dorm (about 50 minutes) and it was nice, although the cold air restricted my lungs. I considered subwaying it back down due to asthmatic symtoms but no. I wasn't dying (not yet at least), walking's no biggie. I strolled up along Elizabeth Street since I had never walked on it above Chinatown and lemme say..that is one bizarre street. Okay, not really but it's full of stores that make me feel like a homeless kid from a third world country. ...okay, that's a huge exaggeration. But you know what I mean. A shoe store called Hollywould was packed with people spilling out onto the street and there were lots of clothing stores in general. One was called Trust Fun Baby, an approrpiate name for nice baby clothes I guess? People know how quickly babies grow out of clothing, right? Sure, if you have the money than give your kids nice clothes but it's not like they can even pick it out. There was another store that just sold huge pillowy things. I'd go in there just to hug everything.

At Union Square I bought some Fuji apples and a bag of sugarless banana and oatmeal cookies (mm!). On the way back to my dorm I did that horrible thing of walking into a bakery. But at least it was one I had never been to before, eh? EH? Yes, I know very well that bakeries in Chinatown do not vary greatly but new is new. I went to one on Bowery, maybe Golden Dragon Boat something or other and got a "Micky Mouse cake". The design on the cake looked nothing like Mickey Mouse but it was a mouse, so I'll give them that much credit. If it were a squirrel then that would've been weird (for reasons more than one). They put it in a nice little box, the first time I've been to a bakery in Chinatown where they didn't put my cake in a bag, but the box did a 360 in my bag and Mickey Mouse became Roadkill Mickey Mouse. Oops. It was delicious though, like everything from Chinatown bakeries. That cake costed a dollar and it had a few layers of chocolate cake with deliciously light cream on the top, somewhat mocha flavored. How do they do it for a dollar?!

January 20, 2005


School has started, which is always a bitch (for lack of a better word). It's not bad so far but I can tell it's going to be a lot more work than last year. Three of my classes last semester barely had any homework while this year, that's not really the case. I know I had it too easy last semester but as I'm sitting here BLOGGING instead of doing homework (I haven't done any homework since I got back to my dorm about 5 hours ago). I'm also eating weird stuff, which is never a good idea. Damn food, it's too easy to find what you want in NYC (I wanted something without wheat or rice that I'd like, and I did).

But no food talk. Or music talk.

I was looking at Clark Macleod's photo site and running across those from Taipei made me miss the city. I haven't gone through the hundreds of photos on the site but here are some that made me reminisce about a particular memory of Taipei (not that anyone will care but I barely update this thing, I don't think it matters):

Shop shop shop: I may be wrong but I think the right-most building is Mitsukoshi (department store). When I lived in Taipei (1996-1997) this building was new and there was almost nothing else around there. It didn't feel like an abandoned area, just an oddly undeveloped area (they obviously had plans for it). Warner Village was built afterwards and it was DAMN CROWDED. Scary crowded. I saw Titanic there and sat all the way in the back. Nice theater though. Most theaters in Taipei are iffy so I guess it was a nice change but the lines to buy tickets were horrendous at the time. Maybe they have machines you can buy tickets from with credit cards now (that's usually what I use at theaters).

The MRT: This was also pretty new when I lived in Taipei. It didn't go very far so I took the bus most of the time. Also, I don't think I lived very close to a stop. Then again, living in NYC I never take buses or cabs. THe way I see it, I'm always close enough to a subway and a subway is always close enough to where I wanna go. And if something is within a 20 minute walk, I can just walk there. Hell, 40 minutes is "walking distance" too if the weather doesn't suck and I have no time limit. The problem is finding reasons to go out (in NYC, yes I know this is stupid).

Downtown street: Not taken in Taipei but lots of streets look like this. I had totally forgotten.

es-light, es-leet, es-leeté?: I NEVER HAD ANY IDEA HOW TO PRONOUNCE THE DAMN NAME OF THIS STORE!!! I went with "es-leet", whatever that means. Eslite is a nice bookstore chain which I liked because it had many books in English. I frequently bought Mad Magazine there and loads of novels for leisure reading (remember the time of leisure reading? barely). The branch I lived near had loads of nice shops in the basement that bored me at the time but I'd probably find more interesting now. Actually, there was a separate children's bookstore in the basement. There was also a designer stationery-esque store and a weird furniture store. Similar to B&N or Borders, Eslite also had a cafe. Once I took a bunch of friends to Eslite and we had some overpriced water and tea. Oops. (We were 12 years old at the time so we must've looked kind of strange.)

Ah well, that's it for now. If I were growing up in Taiwan now, things would be different. First off, I'd have a digital camera and probably a blog (I started my first website while in Taiwan, although it was far from a blog or anything any other human should have been subjected to looking at).

I've also been thinking about how I don't care enough my education. I wish I cared, but my heart isn't into it. My heart is into things I can't excel greatly at (or don't think I could make a living out of); drawing stupid comics, playing music, making websites. I'm not totally hopeless but I wonder what all my family's money and my effort is being channeled into. So I can get a degree and then do whatever I want? Or maybe not. Once I start thinking about all the things I'd rather do I forget how lucky I already am. So on top of not caring enough about the things I should care about, I'm also selfish. I don't know how to not be a burden to society while I'm still living here yet I don't know how to make things better. I just hope the little things I can do to help other makes some kind of difference. Small stupid things, but...helpful. Maybe.

January 28, 2005

just to say hello

Actually, that's not true. There has been a lot on my mind in the past week but nothing I can explain in a cohesive manner. I don't know why this seems to be my most neglected blog. Actually, when I think about it a LOT has happened in the past week, such as the massive amounts of snow and actually going out sometimes and being completely food-stressed and somewhat doing well on my no grains diet. I slipped a little today because I went to Sugar Sweet Sunshine Bakery with Diana and wanted banana pudding, the least grain-based product there. Only problem is that banana pudding traditionally has vanilla wafers layered in it and when scooped out and splodged into a cup the vanilla wafers totally mix in. I was doing pretty well until the end when the bakery was closing and I frantically tried to get any other bits of banana or pudding into my system while avoiding the vanilla wafers that infiltrated every bit of luscious pudding. Not so good. I think I managed to eat a third of the cup. Great pudding but I just can't have it again. :(

Lately I've been having many doubts about school. I have no passion for it. ...I feel like I've talked about this before but it can be said again. School. Boo. I have nothing against education, I just don't feel like I belong there and nothing can convince me that EVERYONE is meant to go to college. The only reason I'm there is because my parents can pay for it. It's not like I didn't try at all to get in (I did well all throughout high school, although I did the minimum) but I'm not paying for any of it. If I had to pay for school I'd stay at home and go to Rutgers. Rutgers is a perfectly good school but doesn't carry the prestige of NYU, ooh, I care so much. If you want an education, almost any education is better than none. But what do I want to do?

The only thing I've done consistently for the past many years and don't totally suck at is web design. I wish I could do that for a living, especially when I see the table-laden websites that still plague the Internet in all their complicated HTML and such things but I know I can't with the limited web knowledge I have. I don't know about programming or databases and for god's sake I'M NOT GOING TO LEARN FLASH! Flash is not crutial to web design! I surely wouldn't mind knowing it but there are more important things. I hate seeing job requests for web designers or developers on craigslist and they never list anything about having to know CSS or web standards. I feel like these people are living in the past...as in, a year or more. One normal year is a gazillion Internet years. Many Internet generations have passed in that time period.

I love music as well, but that's far from being a reasonable thing to pursue. You can't do stuff you suck at. I may have found someone to collaborate with on music, which is exciting.

Food is still the biggest stress. At least it makes me happy sometimes but I don't know if it's worth it. School never makes me happy but may not make me as depressed as food. But at some point I'll stop going to school while I can never stop eating food. Until I'm dead, at least. No wonder eating disorders and such a...disorder. Not that I have one (not diagnosable at least) but good lord, I can't let my food issues go. Thinking about them make me want to cry sometimes.

This was random. Anyway. Long live non-grain filled foods and good music.

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