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March 23, 2005 1:13 AM

Calling in sick is a whole lot more fun when you're actually not sick. So I caught whatever Lam had last week at the shitpep. My throat's sore and my nose is stuffed. And I'm pretty sure it's not caused by the food I ate off the floor. I know... not one of my proudest moments, but I was hungry and it was Thai Basil, it had to happen... even per se... destiny? HA!

The Oregonians went home today. It was really nice to have Scott and Michelle around. I miss Bend... "Yes I'd like to visit the Moon, but I don't think I'd like to live there." (Ernie, of Ernie and Bert) Reminds me of that time me and Scott were at T-Shirts-R-Us in Bend... Haha I owe them a brick and you guys another Tales from the Bend.

So back to me being sick. It was still pretty sweet. Sleeping until 5pm is a skill. And now I packed a bit for the upcoming move. Speaking of moving... UGH I hate moving. There is nothing more dreaded in my mind than moving. Luckily I haven't unpacked a lot of my stuff since my last move. Yes I know that was almost 2 years ago... Shut the hell up!

Sarah's moving out into SF. End of an era. The last of the rag tag band struggling to stay alive.

"Ten years ago a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the UC Berkeley underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire... THE 2610-TEAM"

*Queue A-Team Theme*

Ahhh it seems like almost yesterday that we were back on 2610 Benvenue. Sarah watching tv in her closet. Matt makin' dirty everywhere. Debia walking around with bunny ears in a robe. Greg fighting with Matt and then later Dave moving in and fighting with Matt. Did I mention Matt makin' dirty?

Those were the good ol' days...

Tomorrow Steve mentioned he wants to see Sarah's "Garner! Garner! Garner!" performance to Alias' intro one last time.

haha.. One last curtain call.... and scene...

I'm gonna miss Sarah's crazy...

March 22, 2005 1:27 AM

HOLY SHIT! It is raining harder than I've ever remembered it raining. I went to go pick up K at the oakland airport. He got in around 12:30AM. On the way there I was hydroplaning all over the place. Right past the Gilman St. Exit I see cop cars in the far left lane and a fire engine and lots of lights. Right past them I see a car flipped on its roof, and a car in front of it smashed into the median. Driving in this stuff was some scary shit. On the way back right before the Buchanan St. Exit I see a big rig in the right lane with it's hazards on. In front of it is a pick-up with its front completely smashed in. This is some scary shit. And since I feel sick too, I'm soo calling in sick tomorrow.

March 21, 2005 1:37 AM

I know the last two posts were pussy. And just to show that Jon Tsang doesn't go out like a punk-assed bitch, here are some two syllable words that rhyme with grundle.

blundall, blundell, bundle, cundall, gundel, gundle, lundell, mundell, rundall, rundell, rundle, sundell, trundle, zundel

trundle over here you fat bundle of grundle

March 21, 2005 12:50 AM

So I was talking to my dad earlier today as I drove to Dublin to pick up my tax stuff that I had left with Panic Man. My dad told me life's very short, and to live it to its fullest.

My grandfather had died before I was born at a relatively early age from prostate cancer. He was 50 or 60, I'm not quite sure as I wasn't born yet. My great-grandparents had just died a little bit before my grandfather had been diagnosed with prostate cancer. On his deathbed he told my father, "I'm an orphan now. I have no parents. And now that I have a chance to do pursue my own goals in life, I'm about to die. I feel like an eagle who has just gotten his feathers, and I won't even have the chance to fly with them."

March 21, 2005 12:23 AM

Hey are you vain? Before you say no too quickly think about it. I know for sure I'm vain as shit. I may act like I'm not vain as I scoff as those folks who shop at Banana Republic and Abercrombie... well they deserve to be scoffed at.. "$25 for a T-Shirt... MY GOD!" That aside I still like to look good. Though I'll do it on a budget.

Honestly though, I love looking good. I get the boost of confidence that dressing up entails and the additional confidence that being well dressed instills in you.

So am I vain? Sure am... and I bet you are too...

Let's face it... neither one of us is wearing a fanny pack.

March 20, 2005 3:11 AM

Shyam's Birthday was a shitload of fun. Li Lab and Shitpep people were in full force. Seriously so much fun dancing. The dance off tonight was marked a stalemate. I'll get you next time gadget.... next time... muahahah. I'll have the pictures from tonight up in the gallery. GOOD LORD RICHARD AND EMILY!!! GOOD LORD!!! JON WINS! I wonder what Shyam and Steve are going to remember when they wake up. Ahhh that's what the pictures are for. Like when Shyam was grinding 3 girls at the same time. Go get 'em tiger! Thanks everyone who came! Here's a link to the Gallery!

And seriously Richard and Emily *Shame fingers!*