At first I thought I had diabetes (I read somewhere that exessive urination is a common (early) symptom of diabetes–right?!), but that test came back negative (thank god). So I’m still wondering why I am forced to dash to the restroom 5-6 times a day–this is just while I’m at work, God damn it!
First, my liquid intakes include:
-1 cup of milk in the morning
-1 cup of coffee at 9:30
-1 glass of water @ around 1 (the cup is the same size as the coffee cup)
-1 cup of coffee at 2:30
I’ve already had 1 cup of coffee this morning and have used the restroom twice already. [Yes, I understand it’s pretty sad how I am currently writing about my peeing habits.] So, is there any cure? Stop drinking coffee? Ya, right. I’d literally die at work. You see, I don’t sleep much at night because I cannot sleep more than 5-6 hours, so I typically stroll to bed around 12-1, do a little reading and then crash at around 1:30. The 9:30AM coffee is to wake me up and get going & my only remedy to cure myself of the “1 PM heavy eye-lid & lazy yawn syndrome” is, of course, more coffee. I think coffee is the heartbeat of many-a-workplaces around the country and w/out coffee, the level of productivity would substantially drop! There is truth in that statement. There has to be some studies done on this. Anyway, I gotta go to the restroom, so I better end this here…no joke.
(This is a new series of Personality Types…as I notice them)
The Babbler has one goal: waste as much time as possible, while making it seem like they are extremely busy & stressed. My cube is next to this chick/woman (she’s in the awkward transition stage only because she has a kid, but is pretty young in age and mind herself. Unless she pops out one more kid, she’ll be in the chick/woman stage until nature takes its course and she gets older or of course, more mature). Well anyway, this womchick (pronouced Vhom’Chik) can babble on one topic endlessly w/ the use of repeated phrases, properly placed extremely loud (& definitely fake) laughs, unncessary shuffling & reshuffling of papers, & recitals of emails that ultimately repeat her repeated phrases.
“Fahrenheit 911” will be in theaters across the U.S. (and the rest of the world) this summer :-). For a second, I thought I might have to get my Middle Eastern buddy in LA to get me a bootleg, but watching this flick will just cost me the usual $15 at the theatre. Those thieves!
Apparently, the chiefs @ Miramax first forked out around $6 mil to make the movie & now they’ve forked out some more dough to buy the distro & profit rights off of Disney. Disney didn’t want the controversy surrounding the film to take away some of its tax breaks in the state of Florida. This is the same company that didn’t want to distribute the movie “Dogma” (not that it was any good) because it had some touchy issues w/ Catholicism. Very sad indeed.
I have a feeling that this movie will be very successful considering the cloud that sits over the entire 9/11 fiasco. No one really knows why the hell this tragedy occurred except the general reason: “because they hate us w/ a passion.” But at the end of the day, its exposure to the public is directly related to how many theatres are playing it, so considering how TV stations failed to air the names of the boys & girls who died in Iraq a month ago, I wouldn’t be surprised if this movie plays on only small indy-owned screens in larger cities. It is the small cities that are in dire need of exposure to all this crap—NOT SF & NYC!
So I went to the this party this weekend that was pretty cool. It was up in the city at this place called club Q. I was funny cause I got invited by my friend Alex who happens to be friends with this guy I knew at Davis. Anyway, of course, it turned out to be a goddamn reunion. I saw all these people I know from there and I kept looking around hoping to see one of you guys walk through the door. Sigh. I was waiting all night dammit. I guess thats what happens when you are drunk (wasted) and feeling nostalgic.
By the way, DJ RJD2 is pretty sick. If you ever get a chance to listen you should. Its like this funky hip hop or some shit. I remember dancing all night.
Ahhh…I have finally found a hookah bar in Irvine. Me and a couple of my work buddies went out this hookah bar called Nara Nara and had a good time. I personally pulled a 3 hour double apple hookah session, while the other three dudes wussed out after an hour (they can’t handle like a Davis soldier can). That was the first time I’ve smoked a hookah since Saratoga West #5, and man, do I miss it!! I’m telling you Moe, if you know of any cheap hookahs online or near here, fill me in. This place Nara Nara is a very nice upper class place where the entire client base is all rich ass kids of fathers who own 200 gas stations and oil fields in Iraq/Syria/Kuwait. They were all rowdy and thought they owned the place, but they ended up bringing the hottest lightest colored Indian girls to the club.
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Just found a super large thrift store here. I think it just opened up within the last month or something. It was filled w/ poor white people, poorer Mexican people, but sadly no black people. I’m trying to find a thrift store that African American community frequently hits up because they will surely have some killer goods to bag. Before I leave the south, I *will* find one!
I’m in an endless search 50s-70s style shirts (shirts that I’ll probably only wear once and take to India to donate to homies in the old village), and extremely unique t-shirts (I’m talking 1 in million unique for me to shell out my 50cents). I do not go for pants or shorts for very obvious reasons.
Ok, I’ve waited 2 weeks to confirm all my observations and now I think I can write w/ some accuracy & confidence. Recently 2 twins from ***** University started working at my workplace (they are interns —or in Indian terms, “people willing to work for free”). They are either 20 or 21 in age. They’re doing some computer programming for the website that’s coming up very soon.
Anyway, these guys are weird in that, they are extremely quiet (understandable since they are new) and secondly, they dress EXACTLY the same—we’re talking same brand name, same logo on t-shirts, shirts, pants, same shoes, & possibly more clothing that I don’t particularly care about. It is freaky when I look at them, I tell you. If you know me, you know that I am one to make jokes when I see something strange, but since I just met them, I hold back, but I don’t think I can hold back much longer. Something, beyond my control, is bound to come out one of these days & I’m ready to suffer the consequences.
Did not scratch in any money today. Here’s another “I was close” story. I was close to winning $150, $50 and $5, but nothing turned up! Those communist bastards!
Anyway, my angry boss was washing cars today. This guy is funny because he’s this nerdy/rich Indian guy who’s decked out in a silk shirt, Rolex watch, Italian shoes w/ a sponge in his hand. haha. It was hilarious to say the least.
It might not be a lady’s bestfriend, but gangstas, pimps, The Rolex Company, and Nokia’s Vertu love gold, along w/ a lot of people hedging against US inflation that’s surging at around 8-10% (or even higher). What does the government see? Something like 2% in their last reading…!?! Ya, you can see the government is not reliable in their ability to count dead bodies in foreign countries (that includes their own) or calculate the nation’s inflation rate.