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Wednesday, 07 May 2008

  • AltaVista Babel Fish Translator: How I loathe thee.

    Honestly, my Chinese isn't super horrible. I can understand it, speak okay, read okay, write crap. Whenever I try to do my homework, I have a vague idea of what the character looks like, but I just don't know how to write it... so I use this crappy translator.

    In an attempt to look up "hao guan xian shi" because I wasn't quite sure xian was right in the book, I typed in "She is nosy" in Babel Fish.

    This is what Babel Fish tells me: "她是香的." Yes, that is right. It says "She is good-smelling."

    Good to know. If you're nosy. You smell good. No wonder I smell like chocolate cake.

Monday, 05 May 2008

  • I think it's very endearing that my 70-ish year old co-worker still greets his wife "Hello, Dearie" whenever he calls her on the phone. Makes you realize that not all American marriages are going to end up in Divorce Court. Then again, he is from a past generation with more conservative values.... Then again, it's the generation of multi-divorced Marilyn Monroe and Judy Garland... Huh.

    Still, I think that it's sweet to see such affection after 40 years of marriage. I'm one of those people who think it's cute when elderly couples hold hands. Romantic at heart. Fill in the blank.

    It surprises me how well Jason can read me sometimes. It's not just being able to read my emotions (e.g. Oh she's sad/happy/mad) but he knows what it is SPECIFICALLY. It's borderline eerie how much of a dead on bulls-eye he hits on the issue and the very intense feeling I have at the time. No details, kiddies. Maybe it is good that he is in touch with his feminine side

    Common interests and common lifestyle are vital to a successful relationship. Sure, Jason is studious and I'm the miracle who somehow graduated, but we can watch basketball, eat loads of good food, shop for sports shoes (basketball for him, runnign for me), go to the gym, and blah blah blah. Neither of us are really into heavy drinking/partying and we can insult and compliment/complement (pun) each other.

    Speaking of running shoes, I bought yet another pair. Must stop buying. (I know nobody cares about my running shoes, but I want to write about it. Bite me. It's my journal, I can do as I please.) Currently in rotation I have:



    Mizuno Wave Rider 11. On the lighter side, but not a racing shoe. Hugs my foot just right, no pronation issues. Very high detail and the quality is unbelievable. Mizuno fan for life. (Other details: narrow heel, wide enough toe-box. GREAT arch support. Cushioning is okay, but everything else I love.)



    Asics Gel-Nimbus 9. (Yes, Nimbus like the Harry Potter broom). Right foot tends to supinate on Asics for some reason. I tend to roll my ankles out on long runs and it hurts my heel/ankle/shin/knee and hip. Will probably just use this for short runs. Mediocre arch support. Atleast my feet don't burn on runs. Good cushion.

    I have other shoes, but they have been relegated to the land of "cross-trainers."

    That is all. Will attempt to blog more interesting stuff more often. My life is interesting, I swear! You just don't know it yet.

Tuesday, 04 March 2008

  • Tuesdailies

    Why do people traverse the parking lot a million times trying to find the closest spot to the gym and then go inside to run/cycle/whatever for 60 minutes? Is is that much more exercise to park a little farther and walk 30 seconds more?

    I can see the addiction to exercise. Yesterday I wanted to only run 3 miles, but I couldn't stop and kept going until I hit 6 miles. Urgh.

Thursday, 19 April 2007

  • Closing things up

    I've been reading my old xanga entries, dating as far back as the beginning of my college years and I came to the startling conclusion that I barely changed. I still have this terrible self-loathing mindset that I need to change. Must change. Must stop being self-centered. None of this me me me stuff. Stop being so damn cynical.

    Life really is great right now and I really need to stop trying to find things that are wrong with it. Things should not bother me because... well they shouldn't. Nothing is so bad it's unsolvable.

    Besides, I'm graduating in a month and I have a lot to look forward to. Jason and I decided we're going to Taiwan. Apparently our relatives conveniently live close to each other. Have a solid job. Less shaky future.

    Still need to stop being emo. Stop stop stop stop. Okay. I've stopped. That wasn't so hard.

Wednesday, 27 December 2006

  • Ignorance is bliss...

    ...or is it?
    I'm sure many people have given this topic much thought.
    I think I've come to a point in my life where nothing shocks me anymore. Graphic television, daily perverse conversations, morbid events... I feel so overly desensitized. But not always. There are always times where things have managed to seep into the carapace of my seemingly conscience-less soul.

    Need to learn to not let things get to me. It's all in my head.

    I really do have a lot of things running through my mind, and I really cannot find the words to describe. Yes, I sound so farking banal, but what can I do about it?

    Waiting for the coup de grace...

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  • About me? Holy crap, I used to be so cynical. Graduated from UC Berkeley EECS, now a Space Environments Systems Engineer at Space Systems/Loral. Rocket scientist, basically. I'm not emo anymore. I have a normal boyfriend. Haaaa. I spend lots of money on good food. Um. I'm not that boring. I prance around a lot.

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