What’s for Dinner?

That’s it, was all I could say when my mom brought out dinner tonight. First, she plops down a plate with rice and a hot dog. And I could do was look at her and say “that’s it.” Then she puts down another dish of choy (chinese vegetable) and pork. And I look at her and say “that’s it.” Then she gives me this goofy smirk all through dinner. It was a true ghetto dinner. Shoot! She could have at least brought the ketchup out too. Seriously, what happen to good old fashion home cooking.

Wonder what she has up her sleeves for tomorrow night. Till next time.

January 29, 2002 at 4:41 pm · All About Food· Permalink ·

Out of Commision

I’m back! Don’t think you can get rid of me that easily. What happened to the : How’s was you’re weekend routine. I more or less was put out of commission this weekend by some bug that’s been going around. I was sick in bed with a 101 fever. And it wasn’t pretty. Considering, I still didn’t have health insurance, there was no way I was going to see my doctor. She would charge me an arm and a leg. Besides, she doesn’t work on the weekends anyway. All she could have done was call in a prescription for me at the pharmacy. Yet another establishment that will gorge me out of last cent I have. What is an unemployment gal to do. Stick it out with good old fashion home remedy and Chinese medicine tea aka Icky tea. It taste so bad, it scares all the germs away. Thank god, I’m going to be working soon. Hope my health insurance kicks in soon.

January 29, 2002 at 4:40 pm · Rant & Rave· Permalink ·

Did Someone say Free

Never mention the word free in NYC. You’ll be guarantee to find a crowd or long lines. Like others before me, I saw an ad in Time Out NY about free screening passes for the upcoming Nicole Kidman movie Birthday Girl. Oh of course, it also starring Ben Chaplin. He is best known for his role in the movie the Truth about Cats and Dogs with Uma Thurman and Janeane Garofalo. The passes were scheduled to be distributed at 5:30 pm at Universal News. I arrived promptly at about 4:45pm, and discovered that I would have to join the end of the line around the corner.

Sometime, about 5pm, this guy swings by and asked me if I would like to move closer to the front of the line. He claimed that it would be his good deed of day. Being a New Yorker, I approached this with much skeptic cynic. So I asked the gal in front of me, if she would save my spot if it didn’t pan out. On the contrary, it did. I guess it was my lucky day.

And per our conversation, I found out my new found friend, worked in the music promotion industry. My gal pal, had arrived a little bit after 5:20 pm. I guess you can call it fate in a way. You see, my gal pal is looking to break into the music industry through the marketing/pr department. And lo and behold, she was presented the perfect opportunity to learn about the industry through from an insider. For next hour, we chat about the entertainment industry, networking and just jobs around the city. It was pretty wicked cool. I guess everything does happen for a reason.

January 25, 2002 at 5:20 pm · Friends & Family· Permalink ·

It Happened So Fast…

I knew it was bound to happen. My days of unemployment have ended and I must now head back in the real world. Okay, I’m being a bit melodramatic.

So this is the story, of how my days of being a slacker had ended.
• Monday: I applied for a job via the Nytimes.com
• Tuesday: The company had called me to set up an interview with someone from their UK office for Thursday
• Thursday: I had my first interview. Schedule my 2nd interview for the following dayFriday: I had my 2nd interview. By 3pm, I got an offer

It was unbelievable how fast it happened. I wish all interview processes were that quick. I can’t help it. But I’m in cloud 9 right now. As you can imagine, I’m bouncing up and down walls. I can’t help feeling very giddy. It’s been 10 long months, but I’m finally employed. Yipee!!!! I According to the book What Color is Your Parachute?, less then 10 percent of people get jobs via classified section. I have defy the odds of finding a job via the classified section of a newspaper. And I’m proud of it. Yipee!!! I guess I should have had that cup of tea with sugar this afternoon.

So I have one more week to slack off. Sleep in. And do nothing. Believe me, I am going to take full advantage of it.

January 25, 2002 at 5:11 pm · Daily Musing· Permalink ·

Physical Training

When I’m at the gym one of the cardio machines, you can usually find me channel flipping. Though, I wish I had a remote. Lately, I’ve been fixating my attention on food shows. Most likely, you can find me watching the chef special on the Discovery channel. Sometimes, I get stuck watching the Health Network. Bah! My other option, is to watch MTV. I will over choose any food channel over : this is the story of the True Life of a Beauty Queen. Geez Louise! Who cares. Well I guess I’ll just go dream about some creme brulee. Yum yum.. Creme brulee.

January 25, 2002 at 5:09 pm · Daily Musing· Permalink ·

Cleaning Spree

In the past 2 weeks, I’ve been on a cleaning spree. Okay, when haven’t I been on this cleaning rampage. It never seems like I can get all my stuff clean and nicely organized. This time around, I managed to organized my collection of Absolut Vodka ads in alphabetical order. Anal, huh? Yup! I can be quite an organizations freak sometimes. And of course each ad was in their respective sheet protector. Don’t I sound like Steven Q. Urkel. Nevermind, don’t answer that question. It was meant to be rhetorical.

Seriously, I really do need get cracking with this cleaning. As you know or don’t know, you have your whole house clean top to bottom before Chinese New Year. It’s big taboo. And yes, I’m one of those superstitous Chinese folk. It must be something in my genes. Kind to think about, it is pure logical, to clean up before the new year. Of course, you want to start off the New Year on a fresh new slate. I’ve already tackled the organization of all my financial statements. And that was a nightmare. My next project, is to clean out my book shelf. Arghhh… Wish me luck.

January 25, 2002 at 4:45 pm · Just Me· Permalink ·

It’s That Time Again!

In order to appease, my loyal readers. Anything is better, then being plagued by the question: When are you updating your blog? You know you are. Yes, I’m also talking to you Ms. Contessa of Fashion.

As oppose to being bombarded by emails and ims, about this, I felt it was time to update you on the mundane course of my so called life.

January 25, 2002 at 4:43 pm · Rant & Rave· Permalink ·

What Does the Future Hold?

I never pegged my mother for being superstitious. Actually, what am I talking about. She’s Chinese. We’re born superstitious. It must be something in the blood. Especially during the New Years. Speaking of Chinese New Years, I better get cracking on my cleaning.

Seriously, I came home with a chinese newspaper for my mom. And she goes straight to the horoscope section. I sit there, as she tells me the outlook for my sign in both eastern and western astrology. We go through this every month. And I wonder where I get it from.

January 19, 2002 at 5:25 pm · Friends & Family· Permalink ·

Let it Snow.. let it snow.. let it snow…

We got our second wind of snow this season. The difference this time, is that it looks like it’s going to be sticking to the ground. Whee! I’m so excited. But it’s still not enough snow to make snow angels. Bah! Maybe next time.

January 19, 2002 at 5:20 pm · Daily Musing· Permalink ·

One Time in the Q local

Okay, it’s not the same as band camp girl in American Pie. But that’s okay. Anyway, I was on the Q local heading home, when this guy get on the train and starts preaching about God. Being from NYC, I should be really use to this. At least it wasn’t the 3 regular UHO people, who usually start of.. Good Afternoon, we are the United Homeless Organization. Seriously, if you were part of the UHO, why would you have to go on the subway pan handling for donations. Can we say SCAM.

Before, I get more side track I better continue the story. So I was leaning against the doors and reading book. And this preacher guy starts talking about how he found the light, for about 3 stations. At this point, I was really annoyed, and realize I was just not going to get any reading done on that side of the car. Then I walked over to the other side of the car. All of the suddenly, the train stops. And conductor, gets on the radio and says: “Sorry for the inconvenience, we will be moving shortly. There is a passenger dead ahead on the tracks, and we are awaiting for a police investigation.” What the hell!

There are 3 possibilities in regards to this passenger on the track:
• Dead the tracks
• Fainted and fell onto the tracks
• Suicide attempt (hoping to get run over by the train)

I decided to take a seat because it didn’t look like we were going to move for a while. This hispanic dude who sat adjacent to me asked the guy sitting next to me, if he could see anything on the tracks. Then he started bantering with the lady next to him. At first, I thought they were a married couple. I guess not. The hispanic dude, got up and walked to the other side of the car.

Finally, I thought I was going to get some peace and quiet. Hell no! This will never happen on the train. I was hoping that it was going to be quiet enough to read my book.
All of the suddenly, the lady just started ranting about “how all she wants to do is go home, this stupid buffoon on the tracks, strangers bothering her, the Hispanic guys’ coat was touching hers… so forth and so forth.” By now, I had enough. I need to get out of this car. So I got up to try to open the door to walk into the next car. Unfortunately, I was on one the local train, and the doors for luck. Yup! This hell.

So I decided to go back to the other side of the train. It’s okay. At least the guy stopped preaching. When I walked past the hispanic guy. He asked what the lady did to me. I told him, that she started ranting like a lunatic, and that all I wanted to do was find a place to read my book. A few minutes later, they turned the power back and the train started moving again. I don’t know how I get myself into these scenarios. It’s never a boring day on the train.

January 14, 2002 at 5:30 pm · Straphanger Chronicles· Permalink ·