snapple fact #408
"Panda bears eat up to 16 hours a day."
Well, that officially makes a panda bear.
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My hands hurt.
Started writing accompaniment for a song I haven't written lyrics for yet, and I'm really pushing myself to the cutting edge with rhythm, etc. My brother even noticed, and this is quite the compliment, because he's definitely my biggest critic. He put it kind of bluntly that my first set of songs all (pretty much) sounded the same. That's what siblings are for! I heart the bro, little artist man.
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Sat outside of Starbucks (yeaaaaah it sucks but it's the only place where I can get coffee and sit outside) trying to read, but the abrasive voices of the obnoxious girls next to me kept me from concentrating. Stan sometimes jokes about how I'm a korean-loathing korean, but time and time again, I find myself in these situations where I can't help being exactly that.
In this case, they were being extremely loud + offensive = bad combo. Some snippets:
"Don't make fun of poor people, it's not like they can help it..." (this was after one of the girls was complaining that her co-worker was being "cheap" for putting holes in a belt that was too big for him - "why can't he get himself a new belt, that's so cheap!!")
"Yeah, you don't like anything mexican...mexican food, mexican people...you won't even let me listen to any songs with spanish in it [insert loud guffaw on their part, big cringe on my part]"
(mind you, these are college girls)
So I ended up calling Jamie - aka the only cool (half) korean girl I know - to....get in touch with reality before I lost my cool.
Part of me hopes it's just Bergen Country koreans who are OBSESSED with socio-economic status and race...but I doubt it. Whatever.
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SO HUNGRY, MUST REVERT TO PANDA BEAR ROUTINE.
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Julia just left a message, "...hey it's John. It's Julia. I'm eating pasta. [munch munch] Call me back. [munch, click]" I don't think we've ever left each other a message without inserting some random comment in there somewhere. And I find that comforting.
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Stan and my friendship in a nutshell:
Its Meee Debo: i didn't pick up, douche
cashs23: don't call me a douche, you harlot
Its Meee Debo: don't call me a harlot, you spazmo
cashs23: don't call me a spazmo you fishmonger
Its Meee Debo: don't call me a fishmonger you asswipe
cashs23: don't call me an asswipe you ass goblin
Its Meee Debo: don't call me an ass goblin you ass leper
...good times.
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So if Orlando Bloom and James Franco had a Brazilian love child, you would get Rodrigo Santoro.
Mmmm yeah that's the eye candy for the day. Enjoy.
Well, that officially makes a panda bear.
__________________________________________________________
My hands hurt.
Started writing accompaniment for a song I haven't written lyrics for yet, and I'm really pushing myself to the cutting edge with rhythm, etc. My brother even noticed, and this is quite the compliment, because he's definitely my biggest critic. He put it kind of bluntly that my first set of songs all (pretty much) sounded the same. That's what siblings are for! I heart the bro, little artist man.
__________________________________________________________
Sat outside of Starbucks (yeaaaaah it sucks but it's the only place where I can get coffee and sit outside) trying to read, but the abrasive voices of the obnoxious girls next to me kept me from concentrating. Stan sometimes jokes about how I'm a korean-loathing korean, but time and time again, I find myself in these situations where I can't help being exactly that.
In this case, they were being extremely loud + offensive = bad combo. Some snippets:
"Don't make fun of poor people, it's not like they can help it..." (this was after one of the girls was complaining that her co-worker was being "cheap" for putting holes in a belt that was too big for him - "why can't he get himself a new belt, that's so cheap!!")
"Yeah, you don't like anything mexican...mexican food, mexican people...you won't even let me listen to any songs with spanish in it [insert loud guffaw on their part, big cringe on my part]"
(mind you, these are college girls)
So I ended up calling Jamie - aka the only cool (half) korean girl I know - to....get in touch with reality before I lost my cool.
Part of me hopes it's just Bergen Country koreans who are OBSESSED with socio-economic status and race...but I doubt it. Whatever.
_________________________________________________________
SO HUNGRY, MUST REVERT TO PANDA BEAR ROUTINE.
_________________________________________________________
Julia just left a message, "...hey it's John. It's Julia. I'm eating pasta. [munch munch] Call me back. [munch, click]" I don't think we've ever left each other a message without inserting some random comment in there somewhere. And I find that comforting.
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Stan and my friendship in a nutshell:
Its Meee Debo: i didn't pick up, douche
cashs23: don't call me a douche, you harlot
Its Meee Debo: don't call me a harlot, you spazmo
cashs23: don't call me a spazmo you fishmonger
Its Meee Debo: don't call me a fishmonger you asswipe
cashs23: don't call me an asswipe you ass goblin
Its Meee Debo: don't call me an ass goblin you ass leper
...good times.
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So if Orlando Bloom and James Franco had a Brazilian love child, you would get Rodrigo Santoro.
Mmmm yeah that's the eye candy for the day. Enjoy.
2 Comments:
Yes... yes I did enjoy that eye candy. Thank you. (WHY OH WHY DO NOT-FAMOUS GUYS LOOK LIKE THIS?!?!?!?!?!)
rodrigo santoro is el chico from love actually. yes? que guapo. newslfash: it's not just koreans from bergen county that care about socioeconomic class and race. furthermore, i know a really cool korean girl. or panda... whichever you prefer. <3 your manager
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