i capped off my 40 hour work week with a good, 5 hour nap today. being an office administrator for a construction business directly translates to this: even if there are no construction jobs being done at the moment (leaving all the carpenters/constructors with nothing to do and therefore a three day break), i am stuck in the office, typing up a 90 page safety manual until my eyes cross from staring at the computer screen for too long. so what do i do to unwind after my nap? go on my laptop and type this blog - smart...
it is ridiculously hot today and there's a good chance tomorrow will follow suit. unfortunate since we are planning on visiting town to purchase some much needed wardrobe. i need new tigers, since for some reason my ultimate tigers have a tear right on the top of my foot. funny how the shoes i don't use as often (tigers) are in worse condition than the ones i beat up more (running shoes). oh well...
had the "gluttony deluxe special" with k-fudge yesterday. it consists of: a denver breakfast bowl (a bowl of hash browns covered in scrambled eggs, peppers, cheese, and ham) with a 7-piece jalapeno popper side smashed into it then drizzled with buttermilk and sriracha. the oiliest and most disgusting thing i have ever eaten in one sitting. there's a good chance that that was the first and last time for that stupid thing. this was worse than - the ultimate oil breakfast sandwich at BK i had with successfully unsuccessful and the baked potato steakhouse burger i had at BK with k-fudge and d-bit a month or so ago.
last friends - a johnny's guy that uses DV (domestic violence) and nodame pulling off a tsurumoto nao. not bad, could have used less of certain characters and much less stupid on the part of others. but overall, not a bad series. ueno juri is probably my favorite j-actress.
labor day - i thankfully have it off. what to do? possibly shoot a shashinshu, go to church, plan our route for finding musume, or all three. fun times.
"Even if I'm free, I'm empty without you..." - Utada Hikaru, Prisoner of Love
currently: about to brew some mean iced tea
8.29.2008
8.19.2008
sprinter
the joyous vacation of my mother's fraternal relatives is nearly at an end. however, in a few days, the eldest of my grandfather's offspring will be making his appearance here as well. this month has been nothing but family activities in my household. sadly, i haven't spent all of that time with them - work during the day and fatass dinners at night with the church of the morning daughter. i have finally gone to the beach though, and my tan hasn't improved one iota.
hawaii is ridiculous. after running an average of 2 miles a day for four days a week and having nothing but salad for lunch, i have gained 3 pounds. you either maintain your body weight here (by struggling viciously and completely changing all your eating and exercising habits) or you just gain weight. it is physically impossible to lose weight unless you do something extreme like living off of energy drinks and cigarettes - ultimately resulting in unsightly markings in the posterocubital area.
i have spent a good portion of yesterday navigating the roadways of this island in search of material warehouses/construction supplies and delivering them to obscure jobsites. the worst area i've had to deliver materials to - kalihi valley (nihi st.), with the hills the way they are, untethered dogs roaming around, and old whores lingering around the "parking" area, that is probably the most disgusting place by far.
a side benefit of all my getting lost and having to resort to the handy-dandy map in dad's truck is that i have found some of the hotspots on this island that i was looking for (in order to showcase to my friends when they arrive on this island next year). i just need some free time and a good map to get back to portlock again.
everything is growing slowly, but it's better to have some growth than none at all.
"No matter the time, we'll always be together. No matter the time, I'll be by your side. The light called 'you' finds me in the middle of the night." - Utada Hikaru
currently: finishing up some last minute details before taking off from work for a half-day
hawaii is ridiculous. after running an average of 2 miles a day for four days a week and having nothing but salad for lunch, i have gained 3 pounds. you either maintain your body weight here (by struggling viciously and completely changing all your eating and exercising habits) or you just gain weight. it is physically impossible to lose weight unless you do something extreme like living off of energy drinks and cigarettes - ultimately resulting in unsightly markings in the posterocubital area.
i have spent a good portion of yesterday navigating the roadways of this island in search of material warehouses/construction supplies and delivering them to obscure jobsites. the worst area i've had to deliver materials to - kalihi valley (nihi st.), with the hills the way they are, untethered dogs roaming around, and old whores lingering around the "parking" area, that is probably the most disgusting place by far.
a side benefit of all my getting lost and having to resort to the handy-dandy map in dad's truck is that i have found some of the hotspots on this island that i was looking for (in order to showcase to my friends when they arrive on this island next year). i just need some free time and a good map to get back to portlock again.
everything is growing slowly, but it's better to have some growth than none at all.
"No matter the time, we'll always be together. No matter the time, I'll be by your side. The light called 'you' finds me in the middle of the night." - Utada Hikaru
currently: finishing up some last minute details before taking off from work for a half-day
8.13.2008
biondetta parry
my trusty chariot has finally arrived on the shores of oahu. we shall be reunited on friday. at last, the most fuel-efficient of all my family's vehicles will come and take up even more space on our already crowded residential street. we have four cars to worry about - my father's suv, my mother's suv, our company truck, and now my car. there is a good chance that when my other accoutrement arrive, it will be placed in the garage due to lack of information regarding storage spaces. therefore, only one car will be put in the garage (presumably the most expensive one), one in the driveway, one along our mailbox, and the other somewhere on the main thoroughfare (where most of my neighbors park anyway).
this has been quite the busy week. i went running two days in a row, but had to interrupt my running schedule today. having only five hours of sleep per night for the past three nights has really caught up with me. a lot of my comrades can make do with that or even less, but i honestly admit that i cannot. i can wake up and i can function, but just barely. i don't have any ability to keep any thoughts of my own - it's as if all my cerebral functions are focused mainly on the task at hand. with my mind and body on automatic function, i often easily forget certain tasks as well, requiring me to constantly write to-do lists or reminders. also, by having most of my functions relegated to robot-mode, my finances become a mess. i have no time to focus on asset allocation, book-keeping, and other necessary chores. so, because my weekends are reserved not for rest and relaxation but for fun things that i like to do (soul calibur at a friend's house, spending money on new clothes, watching countless videos) i have to sleep in place of a run.
awanen. nag surat ak ken na, ngem awan lata. no hana kayat, hana kayat lata. i bati mo latan.
fencing class would be nice. so would escrima. also, learning violin would be the shyte. however, i don't have the time nor the money for all of this. maybe in a few years. in fact, that's probably what my weekends will look like in about 5 or 6 years. or not.
"It's called 'discipline'. Just f*cking do it..." - me, to me
currently: contemplating going to zippy's for a late dinner
this has been quite the busy week. i went running two days in a row, but had to interrupt my running schedule today. having only five hours of sleep per night for the past three nights has really caught up with me. a lot of my comrades can make do with that or even less, but i honestly admit that i cannot. i can wake up and i can function, but just barely. i don't have any ability to keep any thoughts of my own - it's as if all my cerebral functions are focused mainly on the task at hand. with my mind and body on automatic function, i often easily forget certain tasks as well, requiring me to constantly write to-do lists or reminders. also, by having most of my functions relegated to robot-mode, my finances become a mess. i have no time to focus on asset allocation, book-keeping, and other necessary chores. so, because my weekends are reserved not for rest and relaxation but for fun things that i like to do (soul calibur at a friend's house, spending money on new clothes, watching countless videos) i have to sleep in place of a run.
awanen. nag surat ak ken na, ngem awan lata. no hana kayat, hana kayat lata. i bati mo latan.
fencing class would be nice. so would escrima. also, learning violin would be the shyte. however, i don't have the time nor the money for all of this. maybe in a few years. in fact, that's probably what my weekends will look like in about 5 or 6 years. or not.
"It's called 'discipline'. Just f*cking do it..." - me, to me
currently: contemplating going to zippy's for a late dinner
8.10.2008
unanimous decision
traveled from kapolei to koko marina yesterday to watch what was expected to be a few exciting match ups on ufc 87. although the victors of the matches were the ones i expected, the victories themselves were not at all what i would have wanted. in about 5 or 6 matches, there was only one ko, and all the matches i wanted to go to ko or submission ended in a decision. i think everyone was trying for a first round win but ended up losing steam and taking it to the third (or 5th round in the title case). disappointing.
my diet recently has been disrupted. although there have been prolonged bouts of running, my eating habits have been severely compromised. what once was fresh greens with protein and water has degenerated into deep fried, panko-encrusted pools of oil with mac salad side dishes. the white rice is also present and it is killing me. not to mention all the fucked up desserts and carbohydrate loaded packages lying around the house. disgusting.
my body craves rest, but my mind is too wide awake and stubborn to lie in bed all day. unfortunate. i want this heat to go away soon and i'm longing for the shorter days and less frequent sun of winter. "winter" is no longer the winter i know and have come to love. i will severely miss 40 degree weather and seeing my breath escape in warm puffs of white smoke. i will also severely miss having that feeling of my face being frozen and losing all sensation in my ears and nose. although i won't miss having to clean the snow off my car, i will miss the general wintery atmosphere. damn tropical climate.
i think from now on, when i go on vacation, i want to go somewhere cold. i wouldn't mind returning to lakewood and spending a week or two in 40 degrees. looking at the snow fall gently and blanketing the blacktop and coniferous trees would be a real treat. also, with the cold weather comes the fact that most people (especially the douchey, annoying ones) wouldn't dare step outside, leaving the streets cold and silent - perfect for taking night time walks. delightful.
i still haven't gone to the beach. i don't really know if i care enough to really make the effort to go. maybe when more of my friends manifest an interest to go with me then we'll see. also, my uncle and his family haven't gone in a while, but due to the timing and conflicts of our schedules i haven't been able to go with them. looks like my farmer's tan won't go away for a while.
"You should see the choreography in this video...it's so gay that it's good..." - Fudge
currently: suffering from being indoors waiting for the heat outdoors to subside
8.02.2008
dreamreader
my journey to settle certain matters is nearly at an end. all that's left is to ship my "room" more or less, have a fancy suit dinner with best hit generation, and decide what to wear on the plane ride home (i was thinking something along the lines of the white shirt and black trouser combo that chiaki wore, especially considering that minus the blazer and tie, it will be what i wore the night previous).
according to mother, a package in my name has arrived. this is good news, since it heralds the arrival of some new bible study material. also, another package was shipped on friday, so i will be expecting it sometime this week as well. god bless yesasia.
what has been occupying my time here when i wasn't packing or preparing my move? honestly - all you can eat buffets involving crab legs, caesar salads, beef ribs, and ice cream; perusing the internet; and gambling (penny slots). unforgivable. i should have been running, but i guess we'll have time for that upon my return.
recently, i dreamt of tanaka reina and george harrison. not in the same dream. the one with reina was beautiful in a k-drama sense. the one with george was sad and beautiful - i was attending a concert given by all his friends (eric clapton, other remaining beatles, etc) before he died. i cried in my dream and i almost awoke with tears in my eyes - mostly because there was an inexplicable, immobilizing pain in my left ankle.
it's not finished yet. although some bullets have been fired, there are still many rounds to unload. i am three years away from one shot in particular, but that's just the beginning. what will give me the strength to persevere? it's the hope that the future holds so much more for me yet.
"The paths we've chosen aren't so different, you know..." - Kuwabara Kazuma, Yuu Yuu Hakusho
according to mother, a package in my name has arrived. this is good news, since it heralds the arrival of some new bible study material. also, another package was shipped on friday, so i will be expecting it sometime this week as well. god bless yesasia.
what has been occupying my time here when i wasn't packing or preparing my move? honestly - all you can eat buffets involving crab legs, caesar salads, beef ribs, and ice cream; perusing the internet; and gambling (penny slots). unforgivable. i should have been running, but i guess we'll have time for that upon my return.
recently, i dreamt of tanaka reina and george harrison. not in the same dream. the one with reina was beautiful in a k-drama sense. the one with george was sad and beautiful - i was attending a concert given by all his friends (eric clapton, other remaining beatles, etc) before he died. i cried in my dream and i almost awoke with tears in my eyes - mostly because there was an inexplicable, immobilizing pain in my left ankle.
it's not finished yet. although some bullets have been fired, there are still many rounds to unload. i am three years away from one shot in particular, but that's just the beginning. what will give me the strength to persevere? it's the hope that the future holds so much more for me yet.
"The paths we've chosen aren't so different, you know..." - Kuwabara Kazuma, Yuu Yuu Hakusho
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